<?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-4658662932338799915</id><updated>2011-08-31T08:01:31.345-07:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='Madison'/><category term='Mackenizie'/><category term='Pinetop'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Family'/><category term='nursery'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='California'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='First Day of School'/><category term='BYU Love Shack'/><category term='Funny Sayings'/><category term='Mackenzie'/><category term='4th of July'/><category term='Competition'/><category term='Dance Recital'/><category term='Las Vegas'/><category term='baby'/><category term='Newport Beach'/><category term='Chicago'/><category term='Disneyland'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='San Francisco'/><category term='Cali'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Preschool'/><category term='Blessing Day'/><category term='Reunion'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Bed'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='Pumpkin Carving'/><category term='Haircut'/><title type='text'>The Hazar Family</title><subtitle type='html'>TJ~Carrie~Madison~Cali~Mackenzie</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-3413533179362219673</id><published>2010-11-27T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T15:20:08.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The stockings are hung...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGOvVX8ylI/AAAAAAAAA-0/EPRP2wXD9xA/s1600/November+2010+061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGOvVX8ylI/AAAAAAAAA-0/EPRP2wXD9xA/s320/November+2010+061.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Hands down, this is my absolute most favorite time of year; in fact I seriously go into a mild depression when it is all over. My family has always referred to me as "Carrie Christmas" (Christensen is my maiden name) and I usually tend to go overboard but nothing makes me happier then seeing my house all dolled up with Christmas decorations! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGOiKXXVDI/AAAAAAAAA-w/f5ZRaN4yj9s/s1600/November+2010+067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGOiKXXVDI/AAAAAAAAA-w/f5ZRaN4yj9s/s320/November+2010+067.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;My girls are Christmas diehards too so last weekend we decided it was about time to start getting in the spirit. We blasted the Christmas music throughout our house, the girls put on their Santa hats, and we were ready to go. Needless to say our entire storage unit is filled with Christmas decorations so it is quite the big undertaking. We have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;not one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGPBwtZHPI/AAAAAAAAA-4/SN13I8mAnF4/s1600/November+2010+059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGPBwtZHPI/AAAAAAAAA-4/SN13I8mAnF4/s320/November+2010+059.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;not two, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGOU2XckbI/AAAAAAAAA-s/uL5wYwI_U5o/s1600/November+2010+068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGOU2XckbI/AAAAAAAAA-s/uL5wYwI_U5o/s320/November+2010+068.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Christmas trees to decorate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGOG1X3rxI/AAAAAAAAA-o/gLRFLOq2cVU/s1600/November+2010+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGOG1X3rxI/AAAAAAAAA-o/gLRFLOq2cVU/s320/November+2010+070.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Yep, when you have 3 girls, you have one tree completely dedicated to princesses! We finished up the day watching our favorite movie “Elf” and putting the last finishing touches on the princess tree. It was the perfect day. Hope you all have a merry and bright season too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGNxO4UYLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/IAsx8A8ChUo/s1600/November+2010+071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGNxO4UYLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/IAsx8A8ChUo/s320/November+2010+071.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-3413533179362219673?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3413533179362219673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=3413533179362219673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/3413533179362219673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/3413533179362219673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/stockings-are-hung.html' title='The stockings are hung...'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TPGOvVX8ylI/AAAAAAAAA-0/EPRP2wXD9xA/s72-c/November+2010+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-6594802312556189561</id><published>2010-09-29T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T19:22:00.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mackenzie'/><title type='text'>like mother like daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJbFpPurJEI/AAAAAAAAA94/tg9Iy09SsvA/s1600/August+2010+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJbFpPurJEI/AAAAAAAAA94/tg9Iy09SsvA/s640/August+2010+010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJbF4kWyrHI/AAAAAAAAA-A/B2d0wHMfy3Y/s1600/August+2010+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJbF4kWyrHI/AAAAAAAAA-A/B2d0wHMfy3Y/s400/August+2010+018.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yum- one of my favorite treats- Twizzlers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mackenzie found my secret&amp;nbsp;stash hidden in the diaper bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently she&amp;nbsp;has a sweet tooth just like her momma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-6594802312556189561?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6594802312556189561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=6594802312556189561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/6594802312556189561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/6594802312556189561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/like-mother-like-daughter.html' title='like mother like daughter'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJbFpPurJEI/AAAAAAAAA94/tg9Iy09SsvA/s72-c/August+2010+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-9028275497152031355</id><published>2010-09-25T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T18:49:00.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bed'/><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJa-oAThPTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/CIkSMPGEAgE/s1600/September+2010+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJa-oAThPTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/CIkSMPGEAgE/s400/September+2010+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Do you think my girls are spoiled?! TJ does for sure....My girls have been so funny lately with their sleeping patterns. I about lost it when I went in to check on them and sure enough, Madison was wearing her eye mask and dead asleep. I just couldn't resist the photo opportunity. I don't even know where the eye mask came from but I am pretty sure it goes to one of their dolls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJa-UK1nkcI/AAAAAAAAA9o/1yg9ltoauAc/s1600/August+2010+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJa-UK1nkcI/AAAAAAAAA9o/1yg9ltoauAc/s400/August+2010+020.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿﻿This is how I find them most nights...they actually don't share a room, but apparently they should. Every night this summer they had sleepovers and it has been a hard habit to break once school started. Even if they start in their own rooms, by morning they are snuggled up with each other. I guess that is better then them waking me up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJa980UxFII/AAAAAAAAA9g/-NArCqKzUp8/s1600/August+2010+072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJa980UxFII/AAAAAAAAA9g/-NArCqKzUp8/s400/August+2010+072.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;Let's hope we can break her of this! Sweet dreams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-9028275497152031355?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9028275497152031355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=9028275497152031355' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/9028275497152031355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/9028275497152031355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/sleeping-beauties.html' title='Sleeping Beauties'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJa-oAThPTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/CIkSMPGEAgE/s72-c/September+2010+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-2718389891254592018</id><published>2010-09-24T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T09:11:00.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Day of School'/><title type='text'>Off to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaaDVnBsJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/epWr40eaLwk/s1600/August+2010+041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaaDVnBsJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/epWr40eaLwk/s400/August+2010+041.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cali walking her sissy to school. I am not sure who&amp;nbsp;was more sad to see Madison off,&amp;nbsp;me or Cali. We&amp;nbsp;both get so excited when 3 pm rolls around and we get to go get our Maddie!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaZC0o0GZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Y9jMfhWy-EE/s1600/August+2010+039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaZC0o0GZI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Y9jMfhWy-EE/s400/August+2010+039.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaZvIcwUUI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Q3CzzI7ewaA/s1600/August+2010+042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaZvIcwUUI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Q3CzzI7ewaA/s320/August+2010+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I absolutely hate when summer comes to an end and I have to send my kids off to school. I get this horrible pit in my stomach of nervousness and dread but they were both SO excited this year. Madison is now in 1st grade at Wildfire and has an amazing teacher, Mrs. Yancy,&amp;nbsp;so I couldn't be happier. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaaZ8hss1I/AAAAAAAAA84/pIWUjNMSlkw/s1600/August+2010+046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaaZ8hss1I/AAAAAAAAA84/pIWUjNMSlkw/s400/August+2010+046.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neighbor Friends: Arden, Madison, and Audrey off to school&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿Cali is in her last year of preschool and now goes 4 days a week to La Casa de Cristo. Her teachers are cute little grandmas that are so loving...the perfect combination for preschoolers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJabAZUu4WI/AAAAAAAAA9I/OkloMy-4brg/s1600/August+2010+060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJabAZUu4WI/AAAAAAAAA9I/OkloMy-4brg/s400/August+2010+060.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJabTa6QlRI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/QTawwvfiNYM/s1600/August+2010+069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJabTa6QlRI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/QTawwvfiNYM/s320/August+2010+069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJabq4gzzsI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/MfzgsDyKz-I/s1600/August+2010+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJabq4gzzsI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/MfzgsDyKz-I/s400/August+2010+070.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cali&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;all smiles&amp;nbsp;for her first day!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I am so grateful for&amp;nbsp;my darling husband who gives both of our girls the most amazing blessings before the school year starts. They look forward to their special blessings and individual promises and you can feel the&amp;nbsp;Spirit so strong in our home during these times.&amp;nbsp;The blessings are great reminders of the love that our Heavenly Father has for us.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;hope everyone is having a great year so far!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaas9Z7vBI/AAAAAAAAA9A/e0jiHN6A524/s1600/August+2010+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaas9Z7vBI/AAAAAAAAA9A/e0jiHN6A524/s400/August+2010+051.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our First Day of School Treat, not a #2 pencil, but a #1!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-2718389891254592018?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2718389891254592018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=2718389891254592018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2718389891254592018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2718389891254592018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/off-to-school.html' title='Off to School'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaaDVnBsJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/epWr40eaLwk/s72-c/August+2010+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-3482602168474621428</id><published>2010-09-21T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T14:51:00.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance Recital'/><title type='text'>Dancing Queens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaPQ12_zCI/AAAAAAAAA8I/XPpqDnH9NqI/s1600/Edited+photos+075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaPQ12_zCI/AAAAAAAAA8I/XPpqDnH9NqI/s400/Edited+photos+075.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;Madison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;Cali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had their big dance recitals in June and did fabulous! They had a great time and soaked up all the attention. They loved getting ready for the big performances by coming to the "Mommy Salon" and getting the works done with curls and a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; make-up. Here are some pictures of the photo shoot I put them through before the shows. As you can tell, Cali was a little more into it then Madison! ﻿&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaGlCPduUI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Rg-qrW35BkQ/s1600/Edited+photos+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaGlCPduUI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Rg-qrW35BkQ/s320/Edited+photos+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaHFzn7CSI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/RMjAUoXI2Bo/s1600/Edited+photos+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaHFzn7CSI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/RMjAUoXI2Bo/s320/Edited+photos+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaHhbVFYUI/AAAAAAAAA6g/McXRSWxYUBc/s1600/Edited+photos+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaHhbVFYUI/AAAAAAAAA6g/McXRSWxYUBc/s320/Edited+photos+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaH-yk1cqI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Tf1CjAJyr70/s1600/Edited+photos+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaH-yk1cqI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Tf1CjAJyr70/s320/Edited+photos+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaIbX19jaI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ONgTee52ntw/s1600/Edited+photos+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaIbX19jaI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ONgTee52ntw/s400/Edited+photos+022.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaNcF6IWQI/AAAAAAAAA7w/bwEEdgW3Tis/s1600/Edited+photos+063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaNcF6IWQI/AAAAAAAAA7w/bwEEdgW3Tis/s400/Edited+photos+063.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaOnrFhx0I/AAAAAAAAA8A/XII87K9bAKQ/s1600/Edited+photos+074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaOnrFhx0I/AAAAAAAAA8A/XII87K9bAKQ/s400/Edited+photos+074.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaOC8GCO2I/AAAAAAAAA74/UEJV2Sif9r4/s1600/Edited+photos+067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaOC8GCO2I/AAAAAAAAA74/UEJV2Sif9r4/s400/Edited+photos+067.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NO MORE PICTURES MOM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaLduyVTJI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/t1tvjd7RNXQ/s1600/Edited+photos+045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaLduyVTJI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/t1tvjd7RNXQ/s400/Edited+photos+045.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaMMpAO6xI/AAAAAAAAA7g/-kXckGzodAE/s1600/Edited+photos+047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaMMpAO6xI/AAAAAAAAA7g/-kXckGzodAE/s400/Edited+photos+047.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿Cali danced to a few songs from the musical "The Little Mermaid" which was perfect for her and Madison danced to Hannah Montana's "Girls Just Want to Have Fun." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaJgGj537I/AAAAAAAAA7A/OHkysCP2SSk/s1600/Edited+photos+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaJgGj537I/AAAAAAAAA7A/OHkysCP2SSk/s400/Edited+photos+032.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;﻿Daddy always comes through with flowers for his girls and they keep them in their rooms for weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaK1l9ahyI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/3vXLAwJtsW8/s1600/Edited+photos+040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaK1l9ahyI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/3vXLAwJtsW8/s400/Edited+photos+040.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaM2L0zXZI/AAAAAAAAA7o/D5N7XnALq60/s1600/Edited+photos+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaM2L0zXZI/AAAAAAAAA7o/D5N7XnALq60/s400/Edited+photos+051.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The adoring fans!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't mind the curlers in Madison's hair...she was performing that night! I must have gone through 3 bottles of hairspray that week and burned myself 10 times on the curling iron! They both had 2 performances, a dress rehearsal, and tech rehearsals! I was exhausted...not really sure what I am going to do when I have 3 of them dancing! TJ just may have to learn how to&amp;nbsp;curl hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaPp3moIuI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/pXumeSC1ufs/s1600/Edited+photos+282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaPp3moIuI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/pXumeSC1ufs/s400/Edited+photos+282.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The two cutest fans: Mackenzie and Kate! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;They were troopers to last through the 3 hour performance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-3482602168474621428?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3482602168474621428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=3482602168474621428' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/3482602168474621428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/3482602168474621428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/dancing-queens.html' title='Dancing Queens'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJaPQ12_zCI/AAAAAAAAA8I/XPpqDnH9NqI/s72-c/Edited+photos+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-4845961674840830500</id><published>2010-09-19T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:40:06.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mackenizie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Happy Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;Since my last post, all my girls have turned one year older and wiser too (a tear just rolled down my cheek!). Here is a little summary of their birthday celebrations, which in our house seem to last all month long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; turned 4 in February and needless to say, there is never a dull moment at our house with her around. She makes us laugh and smile each and everyday and has such a cute personality with an angel face to go with it. She is obsessed with playing all the time...it doesn't matter what it is (Barbie’s, ponies, kitchen) but if Madison stops even to take a potty break, she immediately flops to the floor and throws a 4-year-old size tantrum. She is so fun to go on little dates with and will talk your ear off about anything and everything that goes through her mind.&amp;nbsp;One of her favorite things to do is blare Justin Beiber's "Baby, Baby" song or Taylor Swift's "Today Was A Fairytale" in the car and belt out all the words together. If she can tell you&amp;nbsp;are having a bad day&amp;nbsp;or are stressed out, she will randomly and unexpectedly come up and give you a big hug and say, "Mommy, I love you." It’s priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZAHLbc_RI/AAAAAAAAA2o/n_ghe2buHi8/s1600/February+2010+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZAHLbc_RI/AAAAAAAAA2o/n_ghe2buHi8/s400/February+2010+010.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For her party, we went and rode the "ponies," aka the carousel, at the McCormick Railroad Park. She loves My Little Ponies so&amp;nbsp;we did our&amp;nbsp;best to pull off a great Pony Party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJY_sMsbYBI/AAAAAAAAA2g/DEmzwaGS2fk/s1600/February+2010+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJY_sMsbYBI/AAAAAAAAA2g/DEmzwaGS2fk/s320/February+2010+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZHG_9gylI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/cLu6A6UlY58/s1600/February+2010+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZHG_9gylI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/cLu6A6UlY58/s320/February+2010+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We rented out the train car and they played all sorts of fun games with the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZQpFW7RMI/AAAAAAAAA5w/1tjPeTMTE_c/s1600/February+2010+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZQpFW7RMI/AAAAAAAAA5w/1tjPeTMTE_c/s400/February+2010+018.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Good thing we had Cousin Tyler to lead the team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZAzNQM9HI/AAAAAAAAA24/Tl2quAufu3w/s1600/February+2010+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZAzNQM9HI/AAAAAAAAA24/Tl2quAufu3w/s400/February+2010+022.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We headed inside the train for Pony cake and ice cream! Yum!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZG0t-phkI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Z9FrUm-k8Vg/s1600/February+2010+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZG0t-phkI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Z9FrUm-k8Vg/s400/February+2010+026.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿And finished off the party with a ride on the train and a Pony ride on the carousel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZGfRn21tI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ZI-IOUjSMq4/s1600/February+2010+037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZGfRn21tI/AAAAAAAAA3I/ZI-IOUjSMq4/s400/February+2010+037.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZBBmaa5PI/AAAAAAAAA3A/ycZo00xKDOc/s1600/February+2010+058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZBBmaa5PI/AAAAAAAAA3A/ycZo00xKDOc/s400/February+2010+058.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pure Bliss!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; tuned &lt;metricconverter productid="6 in"&gt;6 in&lt;/metricconverter&gt; April and wanted a Mermaid Swim Party, not to be mistaken for “The Little Mermaid.” Apparently she is way too mature for that! We were so excited to finally use our new pool that we had been simply looking at for months because it was too cold to use. We heated the pool and hot tub and let the mermaids loose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZJOve9qjI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Tv2ReNCfjwg/s1600/April+2010+304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZJOve9qjI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Tv2ReNCfjwg/s400/April+2010+304.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZJji9reJI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/4ExX8tb57K0/s1600/April+2010+317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZJji9reJI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/4ExX8tb57K0/s400/April+2010+317.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The Mermaid Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZJ2sOnjNI/AAAAAAAAA4g/KYj5cM25zso/s1600/April+2010+327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZJ2sOnjNI/AAAAAAAAA4g/KYj5cM25zso/s400/April+2010+327.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Make a Wish!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿The celebrating was definitely not over...we had a family party....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZI7VYwtRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/6SHXluf8nT8/s1600/April+2010+296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZI7VYwtRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/6SHXluf8nT8/s400/April+2010+296.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A birthday dinner at Outback.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZHbytUsQI/AAAAAAAAA3g/_2JjCQqcvxc/s1600/April+2010+166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZHbytUsQI/AAAAAAAAA3g/_2JjCQqcvxc/s400/April+2010+166.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And a Tea Party at the English Rose Tea Room!﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;﻿&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZIBT6ZElI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zeUY6bPCnPU/s1600/April+2010+180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZIBT6ZElI/AAAAAAAAA3w/zeUY6bPCnPU/s400/April+2010+180.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZHskrrtZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/bE57XJLpBmM/s1600/April+2010+174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZHskrrtZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/bE57XJLpBmM/s400/April+2010+174.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZIm0N4MsI/AAAAAAAAA4A/rI25yJ997Ak/s1600/April+2010+207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZIm0N4MsI/AAAAAAAAA4A/rI25yJ997Ak/s400/April+2010+207.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was decorated so cute and they had a treasure chest of antique hats to try on and wear during tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="64" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZHskrrtZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/bE57XJLpBmM/s320/April+2010+174.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 276px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 241px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZIUBenRlI/AAAAAAAAA34/m1tECsIcCXs/s1600/April+2010+187.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZIUBenRlI/AAAAAAAAA34/m1tECsIcCXs/s400/April+2010+187.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even Mackenzie joined in on the fun and actually kept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hat on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the whole time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks Candace for such &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;fun afternoon with the girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Despite of all my efforts to keep her a newborn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;Mackenzie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;had her big 1st birthday in July. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZKGqEbL6I/AAAAAAAAA4o/k1PbI0O-X0M/s1600/July+2010+143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZKGqEbL6I/AAAAAAAAA4o/k1PbI0O-X0M/s400/July+2010+143.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZLRLshx1I/AAAAAAAAA5I/4M4cQ11mSoE/s1600/July+2010+230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZLRLshx1I/AAAAAAAAA5I/4M4cQ11mSoE/s320/July+2010+230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We had a family celebration and BBQ at our house and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;she was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;surrounded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;darling cousins who always give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so many loves and hugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZKs6tNwpI/AAAAAAAAA44/-1ygYoqQzpc/s1600/July+2010+187.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="height: 211px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 307px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZKs6tNwpI/AAAAAAAAA44/-1ygYoqQzpc/s400/July+2010+187.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The girls had fun stunting with Uncle Chad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZK_LbxKtI/AAAAAAAAA5A/D_c_T12ugrA/s1600/July+2010+200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="height: 200px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 288px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZK_LbxKtI/AAAAAAAAA5A/D_c_T12ugrA/s400/July+2010+200.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What do you think...future BYU cheerleader??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZKXlc6NAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/fIQJ-YicUvw/s1600/July+2010+160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; height: 172px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 303px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZKXlc6NAI/AAAAAAAAA4w/fIQJ-YicUvw/s400/July+2010+160.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dig In Kenzie-Cakes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZLfnYpwPI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/8pF0ZToufTw/s1600/July+2010+256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZLfnYpwPI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/8pF0ZToufTw/s400/July+2010+256.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZfmqfnSfI/AAAAAAAAA6A/w6vXTMGXI5Y/s1600/July+2010+260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZfmqfnSfI/AAAAAAAAA6A/w6vXTMGXI5Y/s320/July+2010+260.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZfR9apxuI/AAAAAAAAA54/D1KtZ-ruzmM/s1600/July+2010+258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZfR9apxuI/AAAAAAAAA54/D1KtZ-ruzmM/s320/July+2010+258.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZf4iUcuaI/AAAAAAAAA6I/urkM3KbIhvk/s1600/July+2010+275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZf4iUcuaI/AAAAAAAAA6I/urkM3KbIhvk/s400/July+2010+275.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿We turned her around and gave her a big girl car seat for her special day, only to learn at her doctor's appointment that the new recommendation is to keep them rear facing until age 2! Sorry baby...but look how happy she was even if it was short lived!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-4845961674840830500?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4845961674840830500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=4845961674840830500' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4845961674840830500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4845961674840830500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/since-my-last-post-all-my-girls-have.html' title='Happy Happy Birthdays!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/TJZAHLbc_RI/AAAAAAAAA2o/n_ghe2buHi8/s72-c/February+2010+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-2483697929172272159</id><published>2010-03-09T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:22:59.579-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>My Spring Resolution</title><content type='html'>One of my New Year's resolutions was to stay caught up on my blog and, well, here it is already March so I have decided to make it my "Spring resolution" so I don't feel so bad about myself. Let's see what the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hazars&lt;/span&gt; have been up to the past few months...&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;&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;&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;In &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Mackenzie and Mommy took off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fayetteville&lt;/span&gt;, AK for a girls weekend with my college roommates, aka the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; Luv Shack&lt;/strong&gt; ladies. We had 3 newborns all under 3 months old so there was a lot of breastfeeding and not a whole lot of wild nights out on the town, but it was an awesome weekend and so refreshing to have some girl time. We did manage to get out to see the farewell performance of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Riverdance&lt;/span&gt;, which was an amazing show! It was inspiring to see them all as mothers and what incredible women they have become. I just love those gals! Until next year...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446079499168703394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5Rccy5846I/AAAAAAAAArg/pixEER--Le0/s400/October+2009+102.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;p&gt;                        Mackenzie's 1st airplane ride...she's all bundled up for the cold weather.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446079513597805458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5RcdoqHg5I/AAAAAAAAAro/pjd_o05vBOI/s400/October+2009+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                  Michele, Kristin, Erin, Amy, and Me!&lt;br /&gt;We made it back just in time for all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; festivities to begin with cousins &amp;amp; friends.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446677248441311538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5Z8GYeL4TI/AAAAAAAAAso/6BiYHsnH0e8/s400/October+2009+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446677262082126402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5Z8HLSaMkI/AAAAAAAAAsw/jXjmzYsmmis/s400/October+2009+199.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446087496330418802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5RjuSp4mnI/AAAAAAAAArw/IJiiuh1cAFA/s400/October+2009+210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446677268839250594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5Z8HkdbuqI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ZP0-G-eFr30/s400/October+2009+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This year we had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pretty witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(She wouldn't even let me paint a wart on her nose! Big surprise!),&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446677281078624274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5Z8ISDhwBI/AAAAAAAAAtA/XV8SN-y0G2I/s400/October+2009+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;darling little ladybug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, who tried relentlessly all night to get that darn hat off,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446087525767288194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5RjwAULlYI/AAAAAAAAAsA/jMmRdS0H9SM/s400/October+2009+253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a moody Little Mermaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with attitude! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446087512841145346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5RjvQKWTAI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Gsy8Ow1blLI/s400/October+2009+237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, our pool was completed, just in time for the weather to turn too cold to use it! We did spend many nights in the hot tub though which was so fun for the girls. We can't wait for summer to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446688297045274978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aGJfupMWI/AAAAAAAAAtg/zhF5pT1rrWM/s400/November+2009+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanksgiving was spent up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pinetop&lt;/span&gt; at our cabin with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hazars&lt;/span&gt; and Chad &amp;amp; Michelle's family. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446696915210263010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aN_I5S2eI/AAAAAAAAAuA/ZVHT-GPEVvA/s400/November+2009+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446686120628012834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aEKz8VRyI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/r10vJQ2tJGU/s400/September.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We kept the kids busy with lots of nature walks and decorating our "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gingy&lt;/span&gt;" bread houses&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446716287511107074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5afmwVvFgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/jtWAafio3UA/s400/November+2009+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446697887135064482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aO3tmOYaI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/pnTA63-gz54/s400/November+2009+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446688308072152354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aGKIzp_SI/AAAAAAAAAto/40G9lI0n7rY/s400/November+2009+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                   and Mackenzie was just happy to be along for the ride! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446688315385357266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aGKkDQo9I/AAAAAAAAAtw/4_ANnhgVZHU/s400/November+2009+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we not only got a visit from Santa at our house, but also from the TOOTH FAIRY! That's right, Madison lost her first tooth and they have been falling out like popcorn ever since. To date she has lost a total of 4 teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446702111281271794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aStlxKU_I/AAAAAAAAAuY/OHnil_SeV9Q/s400/December+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We then headed off for a long weekend at...&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_5446702135088899170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aSu-dV5GI/AAAAAAAAAug/UTIz0YeXjtQ/s400/December+2009+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;                                                           SeaWorld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls loved feeding the seals, petting the dolphins, and their favorite part was of course, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; show. It was great to be there during the Holidays and we even ran into Santa Clause at the North Pole. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446839740701476418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5cP4rT-BkI/AAAAAAAAA1g/c-H1a3FGfPY/s400/Sea+World+Dec+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446702146090761090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aSvncY-4I/AAAAAAAAAuo/-sc-lcunsmo/s400/December+2009+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446702160753983666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aSweEYALI/AAAAAAAAAuw/teWSjyQjg8M/s400/December+2009+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446702167244832434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aSw2P6frI/AAAAAAAAAu4/VQtseabPyLc/s400/December+2009+110.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;While in San Diego, we took a day and ventured out to Coronado Island and had lunch at the famous Hotel Coronado. It was a cold and windy day but still beautiful! I could definitely stay here someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446705584585912434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aV3w1hMHI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Q1dLiE-nhWY/s400/December+2009+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446705606587362130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aV5CzEq1I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/i7-qkrNkNuA/s400/December+2009+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446705618687788690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aV5v4ChpI/AAAAAAAAAvY/epBh2RD_D2Q/s400/December+2009+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446705594484865698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aV4VtnOqI/AAAAAAAAAvI/g5yeYdqhhk0/s400/December+2009+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The rest of December was jam packed with holiday activities; from winter dance recitals, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446705630158237714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aV6amzsBI/AAAAAAAAAvg/WaCj4WypBkI/s400/December+2009+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                      going to go see the gingerbread house display at the Desert Ridge Marriott, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446712203731472050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5ab5DEzDrI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Bo7ffv8vknc/s400/December+2009+176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                            Holiday parties at school, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446712189056461634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5ab4MaAK0I/AAAAAAAAAvo/92lpUEhleKY/s400/December+2009+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                   a special date with my girls to see the Nutcracker ballet, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446712225658687538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5ab6Uwp0DI/AAAAAAAAAwA/BI-U-rcPZ3E/s400/December+2009+210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                      and just hanging out with cousins, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446677296522483378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5Z8JLloVrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/BKND4jGKw6A/s400/December+2009+251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I felt like we did it all! And with the big day just around the corner, we celebrated Christmas early with my Mom and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Deloy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446688279853623010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5aGIfr1ZuI/AAAAAAAAAtY/p14UrvG7lL4/s400/December.jpg" border="0" /&gt; On Christmas Eve, we had a special visitor take time out of his busy night to come to the annual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hazar&lt;/span&gt; Christmas Party. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446716343597314786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5afqBRusuI/AAAAAAAAAww/IS_W8njru8o/s400/Christmas+Eve+2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We had so much fun this year celebrating Mackenzie's 1st Christmas. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446721136037974066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5akA-gn0DI/AAAAAAAAAw4/swWg7tY54Ig/s400/Christmas+Eve+2009+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Christmas morning was exciting as ever and the girls were all smiles with their presents from Santa. Mackenzie was thrilled, although she had no idea what was going on! Santa did bring her some rice cereal this year...he really went all out!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446716303299431762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5afnrJ9zVI/AAAAAAAAAwY/_FEXPE-7Ir0/s400/Christmas+Day+2009+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446716315667969394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5afoZO2tXI/AAAAAAAAAwg/_uF31Tg7QgE/s400/Christmas+Day+2009+070.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;We of course fit in the nativity story and Cali was promoted to Mary, with Justin playing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;role&lt;/span&gt; of Joseph. She took her part very seriously and only dropped the baby a few times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446716329059179202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5afpLHkWsI/AAAAAAAAAwo/a8BQgE94Au8/s400/Christmas+Day+2009+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;For New Years, we all headed up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pinetop&lt;/span&gt; for some fun in the snow. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446712237948193714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5ab7Cisy7I/AAAAAAAAAwI/6ooOoz-yfUs/s400/December+2009+276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The kids spent hours with Grandma and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jido&lt;/span&gt; building an entire snow family (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jido&lt;/span&gt; is exceptionally talented at this). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt;, Chad, Michelle, and I admired them through the window, while sipping our hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; in front of the fire. Grandparents are priceless! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446724439286372130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5anBQEaVyI/AAAAAAAAAxo/LGVRUknQ7vE/s400/DSC06708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Jido&lt;/span&gt;, as tradition, insisted on being there for Mackenzie's big milestone of the first bite of rice cereal. Without fail, he always tries to sneak in some sort of red meat or vanilla ice cream into the mix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446721160980434306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5akCbbXjYI/AAAAAAAAAxI/nvI_xxB5oO8/s400/January+2010+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446721146828742290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5akBmtV3pI/AAAAAAAAAxA/xyZRGSuV8bY/s400/January+2010+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; In &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I headed back up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Pinetop&lt;/span&gt; due to a record amount of snowfall this year. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446724419402855826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5anAF_z9ZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/jfsXkypHrjc/s400/January+2010+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446721180766891026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5akDlI07BI/AAAAAAAAAxY/kD41GzwB-9Y/s400/January+2010+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We stepped off of our back porch and it literally went up to our waist. We almost lost the girls a few times. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; had fun building a snow cave, but unfortunately, none of his girly girls would sleep in it with him. I personally don't think he would have survived the night either! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446721169187821602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5akC6AKWCI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/D4xqNwK9Mys/s400/January+2010+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If you are still reading this, then you must really love the Hazars. Sorry for the lengthy post but I resolved to be better this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-2483697929172272159?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2483697929172272159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=2483697929172272159' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2483697929172272159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2483697929172272159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-spring-resolution.html' title='My Spring Resolution'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/S5Rccy5846I/AAAAAAAAArg/pixEER--Le0/s72-c/October+2009+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-8694405222308067320</id><published>2009-10-08T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T17:38:11.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessing Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mackenzie'/><title type='text'>Baby Mackenzie's Blessing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Ss0eN9fusWI/AAAAAAAAArY/Cmj37ZEuTxU/s1600-h/October+2009+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389997554227130722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Ss0eN9fusWI/AAAAAAAAArY/Cmj37ZEuTxU/s400/October+2009+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On September 6 we had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to bless our new darling little girl at church (I know...I am only a month late but that is the story of my life these days! You should see my pile of laundry!). We were so lucky to have so much family here to support her and have the most influential men in her life included in the circle. Mackenzie was a little fussy but once she heard the sound of her daddy's voice, she immediately calmed down and was so peaceful. My brother-in-law Chad, who is a far more eloquent writer then I am, wrote about the experience here at &lt;a href="http://chadinazdesert.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-nieces-blessing.html"&gt;http://chadinazdesert.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-nieces-blessing.html&lt;/a&gt;. Mackenzie is lucky to have such a sweet daddy who is so in tune with the Spirit and was able to call upon the heavens in her behalf. He gave such a beautiful blessing and it was an experience like no other. Somehow, the heavens don't seem that far away when he exercises his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;priesthood&lt;/span&gt;. We had a great weekend enjoying Dave and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nabby's&lt;/span&gt; family and we are so thankful that my Mom and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Deloy&lt;/span&gt; made the long drive from Idaho just to be here for Mackenzie. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389997545092978322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Ss0eNbd-lpI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ifs8vMRKsFU/s400/October+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Her blessing dress was absolutely gorgeous on her...thanks to Grandma Candace and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jido&lt;/span&gt; for giving it to her. What a special gift and a beautiful keepsake for her. Hopefully she can use it for her daughter someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381160252315537378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sq24vSa4D-I/AAAAAAAAAqo/h1EoRcTOOEk/s400/September+2009+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The proud parents...another beautiful daughter...how blessed are we?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381160269864271346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sq24wTy0ffI/AAAAAAAAAq4/WqB8wQaxRvE/s400/September+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hazar&lt;/span&gt;-Christensen group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381163642857839762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sq270pLJ3JI/AAAAAAAAArA/Xknw2i6xoA0/s400/September+2009+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381163652122029762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sq271Lr6LsI/AAAAAAAAArI/Y_Awp7cJAMk/s400/September+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is Mackenzie just "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;" after her big debut! It was a really special day for our family and we couldn't love this little angel anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-8694405222308067320?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8694405222308067320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=8694405222308067320' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/8694405222308067320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/8694405222308067320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-mackenzies-blessing-day.html' title='Baby Mackenzie&apos;s Blessing Day'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Ss0eN9fusWI/AAAAAAAAArY/Cmj37ZEuTxU/s72-c/October+2009+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-4662617490920069181</id><published>2009-09-12T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:51:31.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Sayings'/><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>Today Cali explained to me that while she was jumping on the trampoline, she heard a boom sound. She then went on to tell me that it wasn't thunder (which she is absolutely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;petrified&lt;/span&gt; of) it was just the man in the moon tooting! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hummmmm&lt;/span&gt;....something to think about!&lt;br /&gt;Once I composed myself from that comment, I asked Cali, "Where did you come from, little one?" and Madison simply said, "England."&lt;br /&gt;Our conversations are quite entertaining&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;these days and very informative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-4662617490920069181?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4662617490920069181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=4662617490920069181' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4662617490920069181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4662617490920069181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-51815178361244240</id><published>2009-08-29T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T20:49:55.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preschool'/><title type='text'>First Day of School...AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Spn12slkPyI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/jMZBO-8kTys/s1600-h/August+2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375597950273863458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Spn12slkPyI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/jMZBO-8kTys/s400/August+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week Cali had her 1st day of school at La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the preschool that Madison went to. She was absolutely thrilled to go and thinks she runs the school already. She has been going there to drop off her sister for the last two years, so she is completely comfortable there and already knows all of the teachers. The first day we walked into the classroom where all of the other preschoolers were crying and having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hard time&lt;/span&gt; and Cali puts her hands on her hips and asks in a very sassy voice, "Where is &lt;em&gt;MY&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?!" She didn't even look back at me as I left and I hardly got a kiss goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375597956017077922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Spn13B-2vqI/AAAAAAAAAqY/jnHGN7kaV1g/s400/August+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;GOOD LUCK SISSY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe she is in preschool already..she seems too little to go but is so ready for it. Here she is with her teacher, Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Schaffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who I just ADORE (Madison had her too)! Cali will certainly keep things interesting and lively in her classroom this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375597962518518770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Spn13aM62_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/KCsOL4Vibfg/s400/August+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We are so proud of you Cali and know that you will have a wonderful year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-51815178361244240?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/51815178361244240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=51815178361244240' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/51815178361244240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/51815178361244240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-schoolagain.html' title='First Day of School...AGAIN!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Spn12slkPyI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/jMZBO-8kTys/s72-c/August+2009+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-2969762261385542421</id><published>2009-08-29T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T20:26:35.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinetop'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Pinetop</title><content type='html'>About a month ago, we decided to squeeze in one last trip before the summer ended and were able to spend a week up at our cabin in Pinetop, AZ with TJ's parents and Chad and Michelle's family. It was great timing since Mackenzie was only a few weeks old and we were so home bound in Phoenix anyway. The kids absolutely love it up there and we just let them run around outside all day and then hosed them off at night. It is seriously great and they get to have outdoor adventures that they would never get in 110 degree weather in Phoenix. Here are the top ten highlights from our week spent in Pinetop:&lt;br /&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;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1o. Getting baby Mackenzie all dolled up to go to church for the 1st time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371176223238997922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SopAUTwvR6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/BSwCYxYgpFs/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Only 2 1/2 weeks old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371176233711273842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SopAU6xhh3I/AAAAAAAAAoI/zswzp1XdA4k/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 9. Riding bikes outside without becoming severely dehydrated like at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375533960129953506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Spm7p-uYPuI/AAAAAAAAApo/6XIgwXPzH7M/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;8. Making multiple trips to Walmart to get more and more crafts to entertain the kids...here they are painting rocks. It seriously kept them busy for hours, priceless! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375587562256580898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SpnsaCNPwSI/AAAAAAAAAqA/glNW5K9nrNs/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375533944949827698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Spm7pGLJ6HI/AAAAAAAAApY/qwRNLDhXqPA/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 7. Hours and hours of "playing house" with cousins...they are constantly pretending and talking in valley-girl voices. The girls are wearing old tie-dye shirts that TJ, Michelle, and David use to wear up at their cabin when growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371180391649828146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SopEG8TU3TI/AAAAAAAAApA/f0okhpPz-qE/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 6. ATV rides with Uncle TJ. The kids were lining up for their chance to ride and squealed the whole time!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371180383767486290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SopEGe8B31I/AAAAAAAAAo4/3y8hKcDH_AM/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Madison and Julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371180372389632338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SopEF0jVmVI/AAAAAAAAAow/gQW-7rM56qo/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Justin and Cali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Bonding time with "sissy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375533971771182514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Spm7qqF3TbI/AAAAAAAAApw/ywxdCrr34Ew/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Best friends for life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375533977932804994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Spm7rBC6M4I/AAAAAAAAAp4/57s8G51wB9g/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 4. Baking biscuits with Grandma Candace, after being hosed off, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375533952381964946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Spm7ph3HUpI/AAAAAAAAApg/ryE6PoOmwcY/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 3. Photo shoot in the new tie-dye shirts that we made...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375588766731705762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SpntgJOfnaI/AAAAAAAAAqI/jIPqRiUQ2C4/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Even Grandma Candace made a matching shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371180363735999698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SopEFUUJpNI/AAAAAAAAAoo/lyC97UcBA5g/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 2. Free pony rides (It sure looked like a horse to me though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371176240388204834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SopAVTpbaSI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/TEZM4hGAEJ4/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371180400993173746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SopEHfG9API/AAAAAAAAApI/rL7YkYi5fbI/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 1. Doing Yoga with Uncle Chad...I believe this is the reverse triangle pose and then he ended the session with a little meditation and chanting. Namaste Uncle Chad!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371176250000069106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SopAV3dE0fI/AAAAAAAAAoY/3R8K56is7C8/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371176258044825490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SopAWVbGD5I/AAAAAAAAAog/IN5FfLNjxv0/s400/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+100.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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-2969762261385542421?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2969762261385542421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=2969762261385542421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2969762261385542421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2969762261385542421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/adventures-in-pinetop.html' title='Adventures in Pinetop'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SopAUTwvR6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/BSwCYxYgpFs/s72-c/Pinetop+7-24-09+thru+8-2-09+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-2326966484997517069</id><published>2009-08-29T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T20:34:47.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><title type='text'>Our Little Heartbreakers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SpmdgSYPKNI/AAAAAAAAApQ/KGFvZ-gCPQ8/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375500808258267346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SpmdgSYPKNI/AAAAAAAAApQ/KGFvZ-gCPQ8/s400/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was informed by my friend, Nikki Taylor, at church that Madison and Cali have boyfriends but they don't even know it yet. Her boys, Mac and Brody, refer them as their "girls" and are always talking about going to pick up their girlfriends, etc. I personally think this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;, so I had to document it (for the record, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; does not agree with this post).&lt;br /&gt;Nikki caught them in action one day while the girls were over for a play date with her boys. Cali refused to be in the picture here because she was dressed in a bright yellow chicken costume, not her usual princess dress! They have a houseful of boys so what does she expect?! Madison is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; that when she dressed up in his costume as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;batgirl&lt;/span&gt; she insisted on still wearing her bracelet and necklace (look closely) so she still looked like a girl. I love the tight grip that he has on her around the neck...classic! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Heartbreakers&lt;/span&gt; already...should we be nervous for the teenage years?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-2326966484997517069?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2326966484997517069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=2326966484997517069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2326966484997517069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2326966484997517069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/madisons-1st-true-love-superhero.html' title='Our Little Heartbreakers'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SpmdgSYPKNI/AAAAAAAAApQ/KGFvZ-gCPQ8/s72-c/IMG_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-5154566648028410618</id><published>2009-08-17T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:32:18.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Day of School'/><title type='text'>We Made It!</title><content type='html'>Both Mom and Madison survived the first day of Kindergarten! I was lucky enough to get to go with her to school today and stay &lt;strong&gt;all day&lt;/strong&gt; to make the transition easier for both of us (I think mostly for me!). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371168191356516562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Soo5AyquuNI/AAAAAAAAAnw/7mpnEpVZfU4/s400/First+Day+of+Kindergarten+8-17-09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371168205405553074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Soo5BnASAbI/AAAAAAAAAn4/p1LdZNId69E/s400/First+Day+of+Kindergarten+8-17-09+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Madison is now officially a Wildfire Firebird and had a great 1st day. She LOVES her teacher, Miss Johnson, and is especially excited to get to eat in the big lunchroom. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371168182806978402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Soo5AS0XH2I/AAAAAAAAAno/aHmVU2l7_WE/s400/First+Day+of+Kindergarten+8-17-09+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371168174446097634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Soo4_zq-NOI/AAAAAAAAAng/3ItJxsm7gk8/s400/First+Day+of+Kindergarten+8-17-09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with all her neighborhood friends, Arden, Sydney, and Audrey, and walked to school. It was so precious to see them all walking together with their ginormous, empty backpacks on. I can't believe I now have a Kindergartner!! I am going to keep this post short and sweet because I am already tearing up just thinking about the day and the fact that she is leaving me again tomorrow!! Good luck Madison and I know you are going to have a fabulous year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-5154566648028410618?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5154566648028410618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=5154566648028410618' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/5154566648028410618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/5154566648028410618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-made-it.html' title='We Made It!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Soo5AyquuNI/AAAAAAAAAnw/7mpnEpVZfU4/s72-c/First+Day+of+Kindergarten+8-17-09+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-8981704001453860842</id><published>2009-07-11T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:26:03.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mackenizie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Welcome Mackenzie Candace Hazar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mackenzie Candace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hazar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; joined our family on July 9, 2009 at 7 pm and is absolutely perfect in every way. Here is her story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third times a charm, right?! I think I am ready for this, a face full of excitement and extreme nervousness...can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljjNoMpubI/AAAAAAAAAlw/k_6XbwJbnEc/s1600-h/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357281580025493938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljjNoMpubI/AAAAAAAAAlw/k_6XbwJbnEc/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After about 7 hours of labor, Mackenzie arrived as healthy as can be. My heart always stops until I hear that first little cry...pure joy! When she came out, they immediately laid her on my chest and she fell right asleep. Hopefully this means she is going to be my mellow baby. So far, she is just as sweet as can be and a true miracle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357281591003910770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljjORGHEnI/AAAAAAAAAmA/ZUEB-hOWM0w/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She weighed in at 7lbs 6 oz and 20 inches long. She seems like such a little peanut, but is my biggest baby so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357270848440450578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljZc97ZPhI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Di2P0_08VX4/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; got to finally hold his 3rd little girl...I love the expression on his face as they meet each other for the very first time. He has no idea what he is in for...She already has him wrapped around her little finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357281583117692242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljjNzt47VI/AAAAAAAAAl4/4pt0JhUs_cU/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357270853112120994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljZdPVNRqI/AAAAAAAAAko/X2sYUUEmCZ4/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The proud &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grandmothers&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357281602349686802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljjO7XJ4BI/AAAAAAAAAmI/qLtGnqT3OxE/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357270859469888690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljZdnBBHLI/AAAAAAAAAkw/WhHqTWzg57s/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Right after we were moved up to my recovery room, I had two special visitors come who had been waiting to meet their little sissy for a VERY long time...they came dressed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PJs&lt;/span&gt; and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357270867923174818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljZeGgcBaI/AAAAAAAAAlA/uLc1w12gufo/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357270863426800370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljZd1wayvI/AAAAAAAAAk4/jVJOAXQMBDs/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The NEW and IMPROVED &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hazar&lt;/span&gt; family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljdSLM6ruI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KrSiaEggyfw/s1600-h/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357275061071556322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljdSLM6ruI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KrSiaEggyfw/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cali was so funny with all her questions...she asked me if we were &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;going to keep the baby and then asked me if I was &lt;em&gt;sure&lt;/em&gt; that the baby was a girl, not a boy. She also wanted to do an exam my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357275052717693442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljdRsFM2gI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/IWb1XduRsTM/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357275062761750210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljdSRf4_sI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ljjM0SY3peA/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Madison is SO sweet with the baby and already wants to hold her all the time. If anyone else is holding her, she gets a little protective and wants her back immediately. She is taking her role as the big sister VERY seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357286815134323362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sljn-Wf3EqI/AAAAAAAAAmY/iqAsKg01Gnk/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357275067248050498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljdSiNggUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/SKRtijGRBHA/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cali, not so much...She is still "in training."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357281607545909026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljjPOuB7yI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/QhTu3odwC-U/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mackenzie finally got her first bath and is ready for a good night sleep...hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljdReUqXDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/aB-YNtrAZ4Y/s1600-h/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357275049024445490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljdReUqXDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/aB-YNtrAZ4Y/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Mommy and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357286823653806642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sljn-2PEEjI/AAAAAAAAAmo/vrFN9gwmi5o/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357286821455120002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sljn-uC2xoI/AAAAAAAAAmg/1HFm5RcxKCU/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thankfully, we were able to leave the hospital early, just a little after she was 24 hours old and I couldn't have been more ready to take my daughter home and sleep in my own bed again. Mackenzie is all tucked in her car seat and ready for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;monumental&lt;/span&gt; car ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357286833850625954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sljn_cOLL6I/AAAAAAAAAmw/1IVXN1JeqpY/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357286838729371794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sljn_uZW8JI/AAAAAAAAAm4/wrhjjL0LRdM/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+204.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome home Mackenzie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357288704689376674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljpsVo5DaI/AAAAAAAAAnA/0jOv9BMNSq8/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Off to sleep in her bassinet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357288714402542754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sljps50sNKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/5BV0cHh3lKA/s400/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I feel so blessed to be her mother and I can't believe Heavenly Father sent us another angel as a daughter! The whole experience of having a baby is an absolute miracle and I am blown away by it each time. I couldn't be happier and there is nothing better then holding a newborn baby so fresh from Heaven.&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;&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/4658662932338799915-8981704001453860842?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8981704001453860842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=8981704001453860842' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/8981704001453860842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/8981704001453860842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/welcome-mackenzie-candace-hazar.html' title='Welcome Mackenzie Candace Hazar!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SljjNoMpubI/AAAAAAAAAlw/k_6XbwJbnEc/s72-c/Mackenzie+Candace+Hazar+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-8198992319955648967</id><published>2009-06-28T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:51:32.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>The Countdown is On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are finally ready for the big arrival of this little lady and are officially on a daily countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5-12-09&lt;/strong&gt;: Front view of the face &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352575502591032466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SkgrD3llfJI/AAAAAAAAAjY/M4fSwd0dllI/s400/Baby+MacKenzie+5-12-09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The nursery is all set-up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352597508058847714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Skg_EwV9GeI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/HBkyclCT_4A/s400/June+2009+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352597516145678866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Skg_FOeAWhI/AAAAAAAAAkY/NUOhFCwNiqI/s400/June+2009+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352596300540162994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Skg9-d_EM7I/AAAAAAAAAkI/stfwkhqXk6M/s400/June+2009+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cali has been moved into her new ballerina big girl room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352596276726896434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Skg99FRilzI/AAAAAAAAAjo/DpxiiuaQIzM/s400/June+2009+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352596292138225938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Skg99-r40RI/AAAAAAAAAkA/2zO6gwsVUzs/s400/June+2009+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352596283370498818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Skg99eBf6wI/AAAAAAAAAjw/5zj0qOuf57g/s400/June+2009+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;with her very own bathroom...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352596287893347058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Skg99u31GvI/AAAAAAAAAj4/VsLxA2giUdE/s400/June+2009+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now lets see how the newest Hazar princess has grown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12/9/08&lt;/strong&gt;: Just a little peanut &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SkgqkFNZWxI/AAAAAAAAAiw/sAmb35hPnao/s1600-h/Baby+MacKenzie+12-9-08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352574956491856658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SkgqkFNZWxI/AAAAAAAAAiw/sAmb35hPnao/s400/Baby+MacKenzie+12-9-08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/6/09&lt;/strong&gt;: Side view of baby girl Hazar sucking her thumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352574955129387682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SkgqkAIjuqI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wCsZ64wqMSw/s400/Baby+MacKenzie+1-6-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/28/09&lt;/strong&gt;: Three lines...it's a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352574962388833890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SkgqkbLWFmI/AAAAAAAAAjA/2C3Co1k493E/s400/Baby+MacKenzie+1-28-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2/12/09&lt;/strong&gt;: Front view of the face with a little hand waving (a little alien-like but still cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352574966852830914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SkgqkrzpRsI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Emjp1cCSO3Q/s400/Baby+MacKenzie+2-12-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5/12/09&lt;/strong&gt;:  A shot of her little foot...it's official, she has the Christensen big toe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352575508945115762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SkgrEPQhGnI/AAAAAAAAAjg/IbyLAQ4nGwY/s400/Baby+MacKenzie+5-12-09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; A side profile...it looks just like Madison's ultrasounds with full lips and a cute little button nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352574969991660802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Skgqk3gABQI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/dWt4imTa8Iw/s400/Baby+MacKenzie+5-12-09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We can't wait to meet you baby girl...please come soon! XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-8198992319955648967?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8198992319955648967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=8198992319955648967' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/8198992319955648967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/8198992319955648967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/countdown-is-on.html' title='The Countdown is On!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SkgrD3llfJI/AAAAAAAAAjY/M4fSwd0dllI/s72-c/Baby+MacKenzie+5-12-09+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-6187740388615257204</id><published>2009-06-18T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T07:09:28.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance Recital'/><title type='text'>A Few More Pictures...Dance Recital 2009</title><content type='html'>I don't mean to go overboard with pictures but I got some cute new ones from my sister-in-law, Michelle, and couldn't resist posting them. Madison's best friend and cousin, Julia, was in her class this year so all the girlies just kept posing together backstage. They just all love each other so much and I am so excited that Michelle is having a girl too so we can have another duo grow up together! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348664955822847970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjpGcFpmt-I/AAAAAAAAAiI/6jEP0_yc9hA/s400/IMG_1805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348664960034572562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjpGcVVwiRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/mx2zxKYe1-I/s400/IMG_1808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348664947822767234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjpGbn2PLII/AAAAAAAAAiA/hX9D91p3k6s/s400/IMG_1793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348664966279334466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjpGcsmoCkI/AAAAAAAAAiY/IvgGUuLKQlg/s400/IMG_1812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348664971883832546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjpGdBe15OI/AAAAAAAAAig/5tIT4Qx8-84/s400/IMG_1818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348668309073223842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjpJfRey4KI/AAAAAAAAAio/bDuMyvRFLfQ/s400/IMG_1822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-6187740388615257204?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6187740388615257204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=6187740388615257204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/6187740388615257204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/6187740388615257204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/few-more-pictures-from-dance-recital.html' title='A Few More Pictures...Dance Recital 2009'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjpGcFpmt-I/AAAAAAAAAiI/6jEP0_yc9hA/s72-c/IMG_1805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-4589386850249206800</id><published>2009-06-16T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:08:16.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance Recital'/><title type='text'>Dance Recital 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjiShksJGDI/AAAAAAAAAhg/sqzNPrRCy4s/s1600-h/June+2009+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348185662984624178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjiShksJGDI/AAAAAAAAAhg/sqzNPrRCy4s/s400/June+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend we were consumed with the big dance recital that the girls had been working on for a few months now in their dance classes at Arizona &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunrays&lt;/span&gt; Dance Studio. It was a big deal at our house because it was the Cali's 1st recital (Madison is a pro at performing by now!) and I was a little nervous about how she would do in front of all those people. Cali's costume was hilarious and she looked like she just walked off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas strip. She did a tap number to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rockin&lt;/span&gt; Robin" and was a blob of yellow feathers and glitter. Her favorite part of the whole dance was the beginning, where her back was facing the audience and she got to shake her tail feathers, or as her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jido&lt;/span&gt; likes to call it, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shakin&lt;/span&gt; her booty." She did a great job and we were so proud of her...although daddy was not too excited about seeing her in makeup, but the show must go on, right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here she is in all her glory:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348187614526840018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjiUTKwEHNI/AAAAAAAAAh4/cRo7vHtnEo4/s400/June+2009+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She is getting ready to shake those feathers! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348185653401164642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjiShA_RG2I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/4BSe2dGDY-E/s400/June+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The big finale off the stage!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348185659203373570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjiShWmnygI/AAAAAAAAAhY/OHLLUw67q9E/s400/June+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madison back stage warming up for her tap routine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348185672771730530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjiSiJJkfGI/AAAAAAAAAho/263h4vmSJ18/s400/June+2009+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Madison was part of the Sunbeams group this year, which is her first year of company, and she competed in several competitions throughout the year. At the recital she performed a tap number and a jazz routine and loved every minute of it. Going to dance class was always a highlight of her week and she made some great friends this year and it really built up her confidence. She loves being up on the big stage, but her favorite part is getting the flowers from all her fans and the end! Congrats to both of my girls! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348185676000652018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjiSiVLZ6vI/AAAAAAAAAhw/01nUp0gnTVc/s400/June+2009+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks Grandma for the beautiful flowers and for coming to support us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-4589386850249206800?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4589386850249206800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=4589386850249206800' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4589386850249206800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4589386850249206800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/dance-recital-2009.html' title='Dance Recital 2009'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SjiShksJGDI/AAAAAAAAAhg/sqzNPrRCy4s/s72-c/June+2009+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-367030533556716687</id><published>2009-05-26T21:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:36:17.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><title type='text'>Bless You Cali!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have been meaning to post about this other little Cali story for a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;warning to all you mothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out there so listen closely. For the past week or so Cali has been acting like she has allergies...sneezing, itching her nose, and breathing funny at night. I even called my pediatrician to find out what over the counter medicine I could give her. Then, a couple of Fridays ago (the day after the hair cutting incident), Cali was sitting on the potty, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sneezed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and out popped a button. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; right...a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; flew out of her nose! I was so mortified but still couldn't stop laughing for about 10 minutes. She finally fessed up (if you can believe a 3 year old) and told me she had put it up there about a week ago when we were at a store...and sure enough, I thought back over our week and realized the only place she could have picked up the button was a Target about 5 days earlier! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GROSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I guess I am not going to win any mother-of-the-year awards, at least not this year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Actually, my day got progressively worse due to this button. It must have upset her entire system because later that day she fell asleep on my chest (very unusual) and when she woke up, she proceeded to throw up all over me about 10 times in a row. I was dripping, literally, from my hair down to my toes. To make matters worse, I was in the hospital waiting room when this happened, waiting for my sister-in-law to come out of surgery, and we pretty much cleared out the entire room. Everyone was looking at us like we had the swine flu! Needless to say, I had to wear my sister-in-laws clothes out of the hospital and we went straight home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340357429445928850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ShzCyaO-J5I/AAAAAAAAAhE/DEmn_rZJ1Ow/s400/Cali+December+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(Don't let looks be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;deceiving&lt;/span&gt;...she's not that innocent!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I had a dollar for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I have been thrown up on as a mother.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-367030533556716687?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/367030533556716687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=367030533556716687' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/367030533556716687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/367030533556716687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/bless-you-cali.html' title='Bless You Cali!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ShzCyaO-J5I/AAAAAAAAAhE/DEmn_rZJ1Ow/s72-c/Cali+December+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-841916125332722396</id><published>2009-05-18T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:12:07.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><title type='text'>I Love This Man!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337326359070005970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ShH-C5KyWtI/AAAAAAAAAgU/AVjbBZV8i9s/s400/DSCN2101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just A Little History...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freshman year&lt;/strong&gt;...1995: 14 years ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337333568836994866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ShIEmjpMBzI/AAAAAAAAAgk/HCUnHu5Z4wg/s400/Freshman+Year+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night of our &lt;strong&gt;first kiss&lt;/strong&gt;...1997: 12 years ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337332208122351874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ShIDXWliUQI/AAAAAAAAAgc/rcAo9o_8UwU/s400/May+17,+1997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; dance&lt;/strong&gt; together...1997!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337333580036299122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ShIEnNXT2XI/AAAAAAAAAg8/G1_9EwrIDmM/s400/1998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Wedding Day&lt;/strong&gt;...May 18, 2001: 8 years ago!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337333571833085634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ShIEmuzgvsI/AAAAAAAAAgs/h3xtED15bms/s400/may+18,+2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...and still going strong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337333572384698962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ShIEmw3BslI/AAAAAAAAAg0/bnqFCbt6l84/s400/December+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Anniversary to my darling husband! We have had 8 wonderful years together and eternity to go. I love you more than ever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-841916125332722396?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/841916125332722396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=841916125332722396' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/841916125332722396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/841916125332722396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-this-man.html' title='I Love This Man!!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ShH-C5KyWtI/AAAAAAAAAgU/AVjbBZV8i9s/s72-c/DSCN2101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-1469706975589690135</id><published>2009-05-14T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:59:23.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><title type='text'>This is what happens when mommy works out at home....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This morning I decided to use my elliptical machine at home instead of dragging the kids to the gym like usual. Unfortunately this left Cali unsupervised and it suddenly dawned on me that it was VERY quiet. I went to go find her and the bathroom door was shut and locked...NOT A GOOD SIGN. When I finally got it unlocked, this is what I found.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335721838737091858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgxKvhI37RI/AAAAAAAAAgE/uHVxAB2TVTw/s400/May+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A mother's nightmare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I asked her what she was thinking and she told me she was just trying to "look pretty" and then followed it up with, "Can I still stay in this family?". Oh well, I guess hair does grow back eventually and it will make for a good story to tell at her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gene must run in my family because my brother Marc gave my other brother, Brad, a similar haircut when they were younger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335724926875581186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgxNjRWduwI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9q69TGXCoNM/s400/May+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks like she feels really bad about it huh?! I can hardly stand to look at her. In case you can't tell, she cut a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chunk&lt;/span&gt; out of the side of her hair....I wish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nabby&lt;/span&gt; was here to fix this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-1469706975589690135?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1469706975589690135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=1469706975589690135' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/1469706975589690135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/1469706975589690135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-what-happens-when-mommy-works.html' title='This is what happens when mommy works out at home....'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgxKvhI37RI/AAAAAAAAAgE/uHVxAB2TVTw/s72-c/May+2009+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-8365550431241489092</id><published>2009-05-07T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:07:35.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>There's No Place Like....NEWPORT BEACH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPW-0YQoRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/yPt8MMFE92A/s1600-h/Newport+May+2009+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333342758437429522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPW-0YQoRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/yPt8MMFE92A/s400/Newport+May+2009+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last weekend, we took one last family "hurrah" before our new bundle of joy arrives and hung out at the Newport Coast Villas in California. "Breathtaking" does not even do the resort justice and we had a wonderful weekend spending quality time with our girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPTwM6sRNI/AAAAAAAAAfE/I5Wj_X2VzLY/s1600-h/Newport+May+2009+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333339208791377106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPTwM6sRNI/AAAAAAAAAfE/I5Wj_X2VzLY/s400/Newport+May+2009+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls were pretty excited when we finally arrived at our "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hotelo&lt;/span&gt;", as Madison calls it. She actually looks like she is preparing to do a cheer stunt with Cali here...like mother like daughter, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPTvrl3QiI/AAAAAAAAAe8/68L_1CvGIHY/s1600-h/Newport+May+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333339199845646882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPTvrl3QiI/AAAAAAAAAe8/68L_1CvGIHY/s400/Newport+May+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333342748533724258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPW-PfCFGI/AAAAAAAAAfc/8LpSa3s7iXs/s400/Newport+May+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They were pretty fascinated with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Koi&lt;/span&gt; fish and are now begging their daddy to get them each a fish for their bedrooms. The poor fish wouldn't stand a chance with Cali around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333339212662818946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPTwbVtyII/AAAAAAAAAfU/g1Ow4qBIS_g/s400/Newport+May+2009+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Just hanging out on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Laguna&lt;/span&gt; Beach! TJ swears he saw Spencer Pratt drive by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333342752912554242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPW-fzBuQI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ehUl-uIQtcA/s400/Newport+May+2009+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All Madison wanted to do everyday was go to the beach to build sandcastles...she even choose that over going to Disneyland one day! I guess that means we have officially spoiled them with too many Disneyland trips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333342755624311826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPW-p5j3BI/AAAAAAAAAfs/GVVDH8A4Smk/s400/Newport+May+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Until next time...How is daddy going to keep up with 3 little girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333342763594339810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPW_Hlw1eI/AAAAAAAAAf8/HX78xpfrM0Q/s400/Newport+May+2009+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-8365550431241489092?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8365550431241489092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=8365550431241489092' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/8365550431241489092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/8365550431241489092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-no-place-likenewport-beach.html' title='There&apos;s No Place Like....NEWPORT BEACH'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SgPW-0YQoRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/yPt8MMFE92A/s72-c/Newport+May+2009+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-591688803935188469</id><published>2009-04-15T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:11:58.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Madison Beth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325331879254790338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SedhIR4LkMI/AAAAAAAAAec/ls5Xel6VENM/s400/Madison+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Madison Beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; turned &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 YEARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; old today and I am a little emotional about it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; reminded me this morning that we only have 13 years left with her in our house and that got the tears flowing. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; has been a joy to have in our home since the day she arrived and I feel so honored and blessed to be chosen to be her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325330051055531378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sedfd3TgtXI/AAAAAAAAAd8/o7EH-_YiEAA/s400/Madison%27s+birth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When she was sent to us from heaven, we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; sent an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325331328268003378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SedgoNSsaDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/E0bm2Us4eZE/s400/Madison%27s+birth+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I love this picture of her and my dad...he was SO excited to meet her and was smitten with her from the moment she was born. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325332188716151650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SedhaSthM2I/AAAAAAAAAek/MhPSauG6duM/s400/Madison%27s+birth+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They immediately had a special connection and bond and losing him was really hard on her. She still talks about her "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bampa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" several times a week and always wants me to tell her stories about him. She brought him so much joy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; when he was sick because she would sit by him for hours just looking at books or playing with toys while he rested. It just brought a smile to his face to know she was near and she got so use to seeing him on a daily basis. She has a very sensitive spirit and I believe that she still feels that strong connection with her beloved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bampa&lt;/span&gt;, who I know is watching over her and so proud of the little girl she has become!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325324572471438498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sedae9_RrKI/AAAAAAAAAdc/RDv1RW7gbJc/s400/April+2009+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Madison is such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good big sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and being the oldest in a family of girls is the perfect calling for her. She will be a wonderful role model for her little sisters. In fact, I had to take a picture when I came downstairs yesterday morning and found Madison holding Cali on her lap, teaching her how to do puzzles. She is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt; to have a new baby around and is constantly kissing my tummy and talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325324575069939874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SedafHqzqKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/nLjEPB7Bdto/s400/April+2009+203.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Madison has always had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with her daddy and the highlight of her day was meeting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; for lunch and getting a dozen PINK roses from him and a princess balloon (I have a feeling that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; will be buying A LOT of roses for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; his girls throughout his lifetime!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325337165221998834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sedl79o-MPI/AAAAAAAAAe0/3fKNMT2ur6Y/s400/Madison%27s+birth+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Her heart is so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;full of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and if you ever need a hug or a snuggle, she is your go to girl! I am amazed at her testimony of the Savior and how spiritual she is at such a young age. I have been sick for a couple weeks now and I told her yesterday that I feel like I will be sick forever. She gave me a hug and said, " Don't worry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mamma&lt;/span&gt;, Jesus will heal you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325336779214180482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SedllfpiUII/AAAAAAAAAes/1vJfjTUN5WM/s400/April+2009+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Madison had a great day celebrating with her cousins and grandparents and thank you to everyone who made her birthday a special one. Madison-We are so proud of all your accomplishments and love you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-591688803935188469?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/591688803935188469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=591688803935188469' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/591688803935188469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/591688803935188469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-madison-beth.html' title='Happy Birthday Madison Beth!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SedhIR4LkMI/AAAAAAAAAec/ls5Xel6VENM/s72-c/Madison+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-764695847066216604</id><published>2009-04-01T19:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:29:12.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><title type='text'>April Fool's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdQiJABTTmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/FS_J10wccoM/s1600-h/March+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319914597851024994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdQiJABTTmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/FS_J10wccoM/s400/March+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madison thought the concept of April Fool's Day was so silly and tried to play little jokes on me all day long. Most of them didn't make much sense, but this one was quite creative. She drew and cut out all sorts of spiders and hide them in our bed to scare us. Very tricky and quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt;...look at that face!&lt;br /&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/4658662932338799915-764695847066216604?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/764695847066216604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=764695847066216604' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/764695847066216604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/764695847066216604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fool&apos;s!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdQiJABTTmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/FS_J10wccoM/s72-c/March+2008+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-4458132151849144916</id><published>2009-03-30T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:34:13.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland'/><title type='text'>Weekend Getaways</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As most of you know, this year we have been Disneyland &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fanatics&lt;/span&gt; (don't worry, we don't all have matching mickey ears with our names &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;embroidered&lt;/span&gt; on them or anything, but the thought has crossed our minds!). We got season passes last summer and have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; gotten our money's worth. We headed over on New Years Day with Chad and Michelle's family. According to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TJ's&lt;/span&gt; great research, the day after New Years is dead and is the best time to go. Well, I don't think we will trust &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TJ's judgement&lt;/span&gt; anymore, because I have never seen it so crowed before! In fact, we overheard a worker even say that she had never seen it so busy! Oh, well...the kids still had such a blast and we took in all the Christmas festivities. I love Disneyland during the holidays...if you have never been during Christmas, it is a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316547948777077426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ScgsMO4werI/AAAAAAAAAbw/yKSjS23hkvQ/s400/January+2009+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isn't Minnie Mouse the cutest little elf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316547936798710722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ScgsLiQ5G8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/yXn7vemNZsA/s400/January+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All the cousins...they have this Disneyland thing down to a science!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316547950664993954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ScgsMV63zKI/AAAAAAAAAb4/d6pEzDFeMJM/s400/January+2009+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                             Cali was a little unsure about Mickey getting so fresh with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also headed over to Disneyland again with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TJ's&lt;/span&gt; parents and Chad and Michelle's family at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of March for another weekend adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319015065153430114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdDwBTlr4mI/AAAAAAAAAcA/nnKJaTeerK0/s400/March+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was quite amusing because Jim rented us a wheelchair so we could use the wheelchair entrance and walk right on all the rides (he always knows how to work the system!)...it was kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;legit&lt;/span&gt; though because Candace did just have surgery a few weeks prior. We got some questioning looks when we pushed her up and asked if all 11 of us could get on! It worked like a charm though and we got so many rides in that we had never even tried before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319015075100404290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdDwB4pOqkI/AAAAAAAAAcI/gDhyTxIuRoc/s400/March+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                              She was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;trooper&lt;/span&gt; and played the part well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319015078099027346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdDwCD0KBZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/HhhJCLO4wtI/s400/March+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Madison had to go on every ride with her daddy...he always says he feels like they are dating and are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a couple! I didn't mind too much because Cali is such a mommy's girl still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319015081891281554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdDwCR8TOpI/AAAAAAAAAcY/kbkoR0Jz5EQ/s400/March+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                        Thumbs up while waiting for the High School Musical parade to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319015086830107794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdDwCkVzvJI/AAAAAAAAAcg/7xkHRYp8E2U/s400/March+2009+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The weather was beautiful during the day but we had to bundle up at night...just waiting to ride King &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Arthur's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;carousel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319017094163036786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdDx3aPRenI/AAAAAAAAAco/NsnomCn7iXI/s400/March+2009+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                        We finally made it to Pixie Hollow to see Cali's favorite...TINKERBELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319017102798575506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdDx36aJV5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/AE4hwA1lHAE/s400/March+2009+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cali was full of smiles as we took a spin in the teacups...not a good idea while pregnant. I almost lost it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319017110236991634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdDx4WHmkJI/AAAAAAAAAc4/UO21rvJ856g/s400/March+2009+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                        Madison and Julia...future movie stars, just waiting to be discovered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319017117096455218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdDx4vrBrDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/aldStGzfgI8/s400/March+2009+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                            Justin and Cali loving their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jido&lt;/span&gt; (that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Lebanese&lt;/span&gt; for "grandpa")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319017124124705810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SdDx5J2sRBI/AAAAAAAAAdI/H7QoP6qvbIQ/s400/March+2009+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All the girls got to go have dinner with the princesses at Ariel's grotto. They loved dancing with their favorites and got time to talk to all of them...a dream come true for any little girl. Thanks Grandma and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Jido&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January, we snuck away, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;kidfree&lt;/span&gt;, on our first ever trip to Chicago with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;TJ's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; parents. I must say we were a little crazy to go at the coldest time of the year, but we got a taste of what an amazing city it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; is. We came back with a new found appreciation for AZ weather and vowed to never move away! I came to the conclusion that I would NEVER survive in true winter weather and can't really fathom how I even lasted during my college days in Utah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304343143970606322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZzP_F8ljPI/AAAAAAAAAZU/px92w9PignM/s400/Chicago+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I in front of the WICKED theater...we tried for two days to get tickets by entering their lottery, but had no luck. It was the last weekend it was playing in the city so it was the hot ticket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304343153222125570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZzP_oaUiAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/fdBQP1kuEv0/s400/Jersey+Boys.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;We did get tickets to see Jersey Boys one night, which was really a fun show with great music. It tells the story of Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons and if I hadn't been so cold, I would have even gotten up and danced to the music!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304343160542923330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZzQADrvCkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/JoS-DCSbcpQ/s400/Chicago+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we are in front of the famous bean sculpture in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Millennium&lt;/span&gt; Park, which shows the reflection of the city in it. I know I look like I live in Alaska, but I absolutely could not get enough clothes on me. I put on everything I could fit and was still freezing. I think with the windchill, it was like -15 below O! Who lives like that???!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304343159329733570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZzP__KfO8I/AAAAAAAAAZk/acLC3PNTNVc/s400/Chicago+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We made it to the top of the Hancock Building, which is 100 stories high (the Sears tower has 108 floors) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; drinks (hot coco) and enjoyed watching the sun set over the city. Even parts of Lake Michigan were completely frozen over!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304343161548767186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZzQAHbi_9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/cQM6bq9iPhQ/s400/Chicago+2009+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We still enjoyed shopping on the miracle mile and dining at all the amazing restaurants. Hopefully, we can make it back there someday, preferably in the summertime, so we can get the full Chicago &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-4458132151849144916?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4458132151849144916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=4458132151849144916' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4458132151849144916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4458132151849144916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekend-getaways.html' title='Weekend Getaways'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/ScgsMO4werI/AAAAAAAAAbw/yKSjS23hkvQ/s72-c/January+2009+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-1976278969742349030</id><published>2009-03-16T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:32:36.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZt2aPmNKFI/AAAAAAAAAYA/64uyOy1fbFw/s1600-h/December+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303963179394345042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZt2aPmNKFI/AAAAAAAAAYA/64uyOy1fbFw/s400/December+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our sweet little girl, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cali Christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, turned 3 years old on on Feb 13! As you can see from this picture, she is such a fun gal to be around and always keeps us laughing and on our toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314202890853328930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_XX5WqqCI/AAAAAAAAAa4/OCO9nNGGyp0/s400/Feb+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She had a great day celebrating and typical of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hazar&lt;/span&gt; girls, her birthday lasted practically all month long. One of the highlights of her day was her daddy surprising her at gymnastics class with a princess balloon and a rose. The minute she spotted him watching her, she got the biggest smile on her face and it was difficult for her to concentrate on the rest of her class! He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; is her real life Prince Charming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314202905602907842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_XYwTPXsI/AAAAAAAAAbA/CpxhaNsdpHM/s400/Feb+2009+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; That night we took her to one of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;all time&lt;/span&gt; favorite places, Peter Piper Pizza, and we were joined by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cherrington&lt;/span&gt; cousins, Grandma and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jido&lt;/span&gt;, and Grandma and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Deloy&lt;/span&gt;. Her favorite pastime is riding on merry-go-rounds and that night she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314205976728957186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_aLhIv8QI/AAAAAAAAAbg/hO5e_vnLEy8/s400/Feb+2009+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it was time for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PRESENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314204812276848690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_ZHvNu2DI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/dOsQZEHbR64/s400/Feb+2009+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only thing she wanted for her birthday was "red hair, purple boobies, and a tail." After being slightly concerned, I figured out that she wanted an Ariel costume...the one princess dress that we didn't have! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314204820352298370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_ZINTEbYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/DHS23mk-ha0/s400/Feb+2009+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Well, we couldn't find the red hair, but she was still thrilled and kept saying, "This is what I asked for and I got it!" She does make an adorable Ariel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314202843664577554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_XVJj_dBI/AAAAAAAAAaw/se4YKMCxYpM/s400/Cali%27s+Birthday+2009+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls' main birthday present this year was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in ground&lt;/span&gt; trampoline we just put in our backyard. It only took me about 2 years to convince &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; that this was practical and a necessity for our girls. I think once he realized we were having another girl, suddenly things like princess costumes, trampolines, and tutus seem like quite practical purchases! It was finished in time for us to have a little Birthday BBQ for Cali with friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314202828676464210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_XURui_lI/AAAAAAAAAag/BnaLTthmybQ/s400/Cali%27s+Birthday+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our good friend, Lisa, let us borrow her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bounce house&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; ones and a good time was had by all! Cali thoroughly enjoyed her cupcakes and rubbing the blue frosting all over her hands and arms like lotion! It only took me about 3 days and 5 baths later to get the dye off her hands. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314202840539301394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_XU963hhI/AAAAAAAAAao/H2W13739bvc/s400/Cali%27s+Birthday+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We love you Cali and couldn't imagine our family without you! You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; are a blessing in our lives and there is nothing better then when you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;squeeze&lt;/span&gt; my checks and tell me how much you love me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-1976278969742349030?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1976278969742349030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=1976278969742349030' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/1976278969742349030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/1976278969742349030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-baby.html' title='Happy Birthday Baby!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZt2aPmNKFI/AAAAAAAAAYA/64uyOy1fbFw/s72-c/December+2008+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-2797944669056884209</id><published>2009-02-18T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:14:00.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a...Girl! (ps I'm pregnant!)</title><content type='html'>We found out a couple weeks ago that we are having another precious baby girl (and for those of you who I haven't spilled the beans to yet...I AM PREGNANT!). The girls are thrilled to have a baby girl to dress up and take care of and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; came to grips a long time ago that he was going to be very outnumbered in our house (even our Golden R&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;etriever, Sandy,&lt;/span&gt; is a girl!). I thought it was so sweet though because the night we found out, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; said he felt pretty honored to be trusted with 3 daughters of our Heavenly Father to take care of. What a big responsibility that is! The teenage years will be quite interesting for me with all those girl hormones around, especially since I grew up in a house full of brothers, but it will be fun sharing and fighting over clothes and make-up, I'm sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-2797944669056884209?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2797944669056884209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=2797944669056884209' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2797944669056884209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2797944669056884209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-agirl-ps-im-pregnant.html' title='It&apos;s a...Girl! (ps I&apos;m pregnant!)'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-7595793021085908972</id><published>2009-02-18T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:04:46.475-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas...in February??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK,&lt;/span&gt; So I am officially 2 months behind on my blog, but that is true about my life in general...I have to admit that I am running a little slower these days! I almost skipped over the entire holiday season but I just couldn't resist doing a little Christmas summary since we really got in the spirit of things around here with our two little elves. It was such a magical season because the girls were amazed by everything from the decorations to the Christmas books that we read to them nightly. It was pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; to hear them sing their favorite song, "I want a Hippopotamus for Christmas," in perfect harmony on a daily basis and to hear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; read them that book EVERY single night before bed. I finally had to hid the book by mid-January!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303583836308923938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZodZkeyZiI/AAAAAAAAAV4/x9Z1eIOtxd4/s400/December+2008+177.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; seemed to fly by faster then ever, but we did get to fit in most of our favorite Christmas traditions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Making the famous &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sugar cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; although I think the cooks ate more of the frosting then they actually put on the cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZodZ5vr0HI/AAAAAAAAAWA/0ywODYaVftw/s1600-h/December+2008+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303583842016940146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZodZ5vr0HI/AAAAAAAAAWA/0ywODYaVftw/s400/December+2008+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madison's annual &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas Concert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and party at her preschool. I think she was the luckiest girl in the class because she got to have both of her grandmas there to support her. She is pretty spoiled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304277407295434418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZyUMtv5brI/AAAAAAAAAYY/wVo3XTSfSHQ/s400/December+2008+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gingerbread house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; decorating competition with Chad and Michelle's family. Again...I think more candy was eaten that night then put on the houses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304276705907104466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZyTj4342tI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/AUH9mU-aWzk/s400/December+2008+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All bundled up to go look at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...we found some great houses. One even had an actual stable full of animals that the kids could pet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZodZTYpMyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/92Myv1-6Tck/s1600-h/December+2008+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303583831719752482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZodZTYpMyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/92Myv1-6Tck/s400/December+2008+170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went down to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mesa Temple lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with our good friends, The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Redds&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;enjoyed&lt;/span&gt; walking around the temple. I know it doesn't look like it, but Cali thoroughly enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZoWhjUb4jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/8MPWfcG1_1o/s1600-h/December+2008+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303576276854628914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZoWhjUb4jI/AAAAAAAAAVo/8MPWfcG1_1o/s400/December+2008+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt, Sarah, Jack, and baby Ella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303576267365304466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZoWg_-ASJI/AAAAAAAAAVY/AFkC8HFLrVI/s400/December+2008+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is apparently Cali's new smiley face...she is pulling this face in most of my pictures from the past two months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZoWhSeE5bI/AAAAAAAAAVg/igM4p4Qbryg/s1600-h/December+2008+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303576272331662770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZoWhSeE5bI/AAAAAAAAAVg/igM4p4Qbryg/s400/December+2008+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our annual neighborhood Christmas party with a special visit from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Madison looks like a little angel and Cali is trying to be funny again. I actually had no idea she pulled this face until I downloaded the pictures. What a stinker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303576253479613138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZoWgMPZctI/AAAAAAAAAVI/abV32ePZyv4/s400/December+2008+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is how we do snow in Arizona...it was about 80 degrees outside! Most of the kiddos were playing in it in shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZoWgo8fduI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/J55C7WFiuUk/s1600-h/December+2008+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303576261184943842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZoWgo8fduI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/J55C7WFiuUk/s400/December+2008+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Eve we celebrated with Scott and Jenny at my mom's house where the kids put on their special Christmas concert. I must say, it gets more and more interesting each year and the gifts are getting more and more creative too...don't ask! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304281462363105826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZyX4wDXqiI/AAAAAAAAAYg/iO3YH4peZrQ/s400/December+2008+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304281472136079826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZyX5UdbadI/AAAAAAAAAYo/22aHiJU_x2E/s400/December+2008+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303583846134703154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZodaJFb5DI/AAAAAAAAAWI/-yRi6Eeg-BA/s400/December+2008+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed over to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TJ's&lt;/span&gt; parents house for their annual Christmas Eve party where we had a special visitor make a quick stop by on his busy night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303583850943365474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZodaa_6QWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/a53OUtglsRw/s400/December+2008+226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cali is just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;contemplating&lt;/span&gt; whether she made the naughty or nice list this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303919472675990514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZtOqLYhK_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/7i4iOaB4SG4/s400/December+2008+235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Christmas morning was a little sad at our house. The girls ran into our bedroom to wake us up in the morning and at about the same time as I wished Cali a Merry Christmas, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;proceeded&lt;/span&gt; to throw up all over me! We had to cancel having my mom an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Deloy&lt;/span&gt; over for breakfast and we took the morning easy. She rested and bounced back in time for us to head to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hazars&lt;/span&gt; to open presents. We finished the day by seeing the movie "Marley and Me," which was a great family show. The kids loved it and according to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt;, Julia, it taught us about "the circle of life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303919485495446418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZtOq7I6i5I/AAAAAAAAAXI/9rRBydYLVc8/s400/December+2008+315.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We continued celebrating Christmas for about another week while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;TJ's&lt;/span&gt; brother, David, and his family visited from Utah. We went to the Phoenix Zoo for Zoo lights and just enjoyed watching the cousins play together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304284396613626050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZyaji_NaMI/AAAAAAAAAY4/vV7-hc5Y9HM/s400/nov_2008_142%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303962450373745538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZt1vzyJm4I/AAAAAAAAAX4/1dk3satUz-0/s400/December+2008+345.jpg" border="0" /&gt; All the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hazar&lt;/span&gt; girl cousins: Julia, Clara, Madison, and Cali&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304284392256262706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZyajSwVUjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/sHviwvZdP7w/s400/nov_2008_134%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On New Year's Eve the kids acted out the Nativity. Madison had to be some sort of princess and refused to be a stinky barn animal, so she made up her own part as the angel's sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303919493942923138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZtOram8z4I/AAAAAAAAAXg/tvdQFV8al5g/s400/December+2008+376.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here she is proclaiming the birth of Baby Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303919489190776018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZtOrI58zNI/AAAAAAAAAXY/26QWjC43lDk/s400/December+2008+400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the night with a "feats of strength" competition, which included various physical challenges (thanks to Chad), but it actually was just a big ploy to get Candace to try to see if she could still do the splits. Quite impressive, I must say and look at that smile...she hardly looks a day older then her high school cheer photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303919485166063298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZtOq56YjsI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qOcCF4fyJfQ/s400/December+2008+401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We loved celebrating the season and teaching our girls about the true meaning of Christmas. We are so thankful for this time of year where we get to reflect on the life of our Savior and all He did for us. We love you all and wish you a wonderful New Year! We are already counting down the days until next Christmas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-7595793021085908972?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7595793021085908972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=7595793021085908972' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/7595793021085908972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/7595793021085908972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/merry-christmasin-february.html' title='Merry Christmas...in February??'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SZodZkeyZiI/AAAAAAAAAV4/x9Z1eIOtxd4/s72-c/December+2008+177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-4233107361920954911</id><published>2008-12-11T21:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:15:06.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Letter to the Birthday Boy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278767482036128786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SUHzDoqljBI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Bels34yzEHE/s400/December+2008+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Tuesday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TJ's&lt;/span&gt; 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday and I decided it was about time to roast and toast him. He has finally caught up to me so I don't feel like the OLDER woman anymore. We hope he enjoyed our little tradition of making a heart-shaped cake for the special day. The girls were so excited to sing to him and even hid little notes around the house for him to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SUHzEAQIWPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/P7JLbFxfHIk/s1600-h/December+2008+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278767488367614194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SUHzEAQIWPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/P7JLbFxfHIk/s400/December+2008+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When we were dating in high school, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; made me a list of 100 things he loved about me. Well for the sake of time, I decided to narrow things down a little and give him his own list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Top Ten Reasons Why We Love You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. You are such a "&lt;strong&gt;girl" daddy&lt;/strong&gt;, what can I say? Nothing melts my heart quicker then seeing you interact with your daughters, who think you are not only the strongest man in the world (which of course, you are!), but also their handsome prince who they get to marry someday (let's hope they continue to think this for a LONG time). You are so kind and loving with them and treat them like the princesses they think they really are. I hope and pray that they end up with a man just like you someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278778107893926962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SUH8uJEgTDI/AAAAAAAAAUk/RexBuowfGwQ/s400/Thanksgiving+2008+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;2. You are such a &lt;strong&gt;wonderful provider&lt;/strong&gt; for our family and have made it possible for me to do my favorite thing in the world...be a mother. I am grateful everyday for all of your efforts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You are an &lt;strong&gt;excellent kisser&lt;/strong&gt;...need I say more? Just look at the expression on Cali's face...she is blown away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278778116178349634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SUH8un7qjkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/pSWxeYNYiJI/s400/Thanksgiving+2008+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You make me feel &lt;strong&gt;so loved&lt;/strong&gt; and beautiful everyday...even when I am still in my pj&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; and it is already dinnertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You have a secret talent in the kitchen and are a &lt;strong&gt;wonderful cook&lt;/strong&gt;. I think someday you should go to chef school...maybe in retirement. It is comforting knowing that I will never have to cook my own turkey on Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You are so &lt;strong&gt;funny&lt;/strong&gt;...the girls think you are just the silliest person ever. I know you think we ignore all your jokes, but they don't go unnoticed...we are laughing on the inside, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278778119974063298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SUH8u2EojMI/AAAAAAAAAU0/bqVIy3xeb1g/s400/Thanksgiving+2008+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;7. Needless to say, you didn't inherit a &lt;strong&gt;"natural" dance&lt;/strong&gt; ability or love for dance (I could probably count the number of times we have danced on one, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; two hands), but you are pretty impressive shaking your hips playing Dance Dance Revolution on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;...just like it says in the game, "nobody moves like you do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278778124671119298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SUH8vHkf78I/AAAAAAAAAU8/a1Oo8SNE738/s400/Thanksgiving+2008+273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;entrepreneurial&lt;/span&gt; spirit&lt;/strong&gt;...you are always trying to come up with new inventions or business ideas. I love that you are so driven to succeed in life. You have already owned two of your own businesses, and I am sure there are many more to come in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You are a great &lt;strong&gt;TV partner&lt;/strong&gt;. I have never seen someone able to control the remote as effectively and gracefully as you...a very useful, lifelong skill, I know. I also love that you watch all my shows with me, from Gilmore Girls to Lipstick Jungle...I am not sure who is a bigger fan, you or me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;You are mine&lt;/strong&gt;...I feel like the luckiest woman in the world every night when I get to fall asleep next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a wonderful day and know that you are so loved and cherished in this house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL your girls!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-4233107361920954911?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4233107361920954911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=4233107361920954911' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4233107361920954911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4233107361920954911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-letters-to-birthday-boy.html' title='Love Letter to the Birthday Boy!!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SUHzDoqljBI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Bels34yzEHE/s72-c/December+2008+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-1514544306442235798</id><published>2008-11-23T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:34:40.422-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Competition'/><title type='text'>Our Dancing Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This weekend Madison had her first official dance competition. She is in the Sunbeams class at her dance studio, which is their first little "company" team. It was pretty amusing but the girls looked so cute and little up on that big stage, that I honestly got a little emotional watching. They performed a jazz routine to "I Love Lucy" and actually took first place in their division (I am not quite sure how many were in her division, but we will take it!). She was so excited to get a trophy and a ribbon and really enjoyed performing. It was a long day waiting for the awards ceremony, but well worth it! We are so proud of you Madison! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting ready backstage...I just love the hats on them. It completes the outfit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271988795582747234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSnd4JyMkmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/KQvKcd6Qh0Y/s400/November+2008+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Madison gets to take dance with her cousin and best friend, Julia, which is so fun for them. I am so glad that they get to share these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt; together!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271988798634194818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSnd4VJt94I/AAAAAAAAAUE/UedtzNi4Cfs/s400/November+2008+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the winners are...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Arizona &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sunrays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271988805667159922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSnd4vWgf3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/lVOjoVCnoSA/s400/November+2008+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-1514544306442235798?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1514544306442235798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=1514544306442235798' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/1514544306442235798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/1514544306442235798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-dancing-queen.html' title='Our Dancing Queen'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSnd4JyMkmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/KQvKcd6Qh0Y/s72-c/November+2008+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-2606299704709947567</id><published>2008-11-21T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:23:50.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><title type='text'>Viva Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270574538913802786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSTXnlIs6iI/AAAAAAAAATM/r9I1_dDBzuI/s400/November+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Last weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; and I ran away to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kidfree&lt;/span&gt;, thanks to the team effort of the grandparents (&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/strong&gt; both so much!). He had a work conference there and he was sweet enough to plan a little getaway for us before his conference started. He is always so good to plan fun little trips for the two of us and I feel so blessed to have such a thoughtful husband. We really just have so much fun being together and it always makes me feel like we are back in our dating years again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Venetian&lt;/span&gt;, which is an amazingly beautiful hotel and enjoyed just walking around the canal shops and eating at all the fun restaurants there. We always love the Grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lux&lt;/span&gt; Cafe and they have such a yummy breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gardens at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bellagio&lt;/span&gt; were spectacular, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt;, and all decorated for fall. They even had this cool talking tree that my girls would have thought was so silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSTXnyexVOI/AAAAAAAAATU/yfHaQTIfQ2M/s1600-h/November+2008+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270574542496027874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSTXnyexVOI/AAAAAAAAATU/yfHaQTIfQ2M/s400/November+2008+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270573389550378290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSTWkrbG3TI/AAAAAAAAAS0/7IWrK3HCQmg/s400/November+2008+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The last night we were there, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; took me to a fancy Italian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; and then we were off to see The Phantom of the Opera. It is always a touching show, but it was especially exciting because they had a few empty seats so they upgraded us to the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; row, center stage. Pretty lucky...I guess we should have hit the casinos more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270573394001302962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSTWk8ASlbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/_UN-MdwBkTE/s400/November+2008+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; thoroughly enjoyed all of our meals...I should have photographed them all because they were pretty impressive (for those of you who don't know...my husband has quite a hearty appetite...he is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hazar&lt;/span&gt;, what can I say!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSTWlYx3rBI/AAAAAAAAATE/zkSRK3zgSbw/s1600-h/November+2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270573401725447186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSTWlYx3rBI/AAAAAAAAATE/zkSRK3zgSbw/s400/November+2008+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; weekend. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; goes by too quickly, but there is nothing better then coming home to my girls. Back to reality.... &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/4658662932338799915-2606299704709947567?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2606299704709947567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=2606299704709947567' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2606299704709947567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/2606299704709947567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/viva-las-vegas.html' title='Viva Las Vegas'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSTXnlIs6iI/AAAAAAAAATM/r9I1_dDBzuI/s72-c/November+2008+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-7445454919745478166</id><published>2008-11-17T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:09:10.047-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU Love Shack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunion'/><title type='text'>Girls Just Want to Have FUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSJa0LoFVvI/AAAAAAAAASo/0X_CCt4h_FQ/s1600-h/November+2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269874366497511154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSJa0LoFVvI/AAAAAAAAASo/0X_CCt4h_FQ/s400/November+2008+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first annual &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVE SHACK REUNION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; took place at my house on the weekend of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt; 7-9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;! For those of you who aren't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;familiar&lt;/span&gt; with the term "Love Shack," it is the silly name me and my college &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;roommates&lt;/span&gt; gave ourselves when we moved into our first house at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt;. Six girls all under one roof...hence the name "love shack." Anyway, we finally decided to make it a tradition to get together once a year and it only took us about 8 years to pull it off. The girls, Amy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hirschi&lt;/span&gt; (Perkins), Becca &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Danguy&lt;/span&gt; (Long), Michele &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Drewery&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tingey&lt;/span&gt;), and the Texas Twiners, Erin Spencer and Kristin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cranney&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gluth&lt;/span&gt;), came from Missouri, Florida, Oklahoma, Texas, and Tucson to spend the weekend in warm sunny AZ. We had so much fun together and it was like no time had gone by at all. We spent the weekend pampering ourselves with pedicures, shopping, working out, eating out, and catching up on old times. I think we all realized that we weren't 20 anymore...staying up until 4am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt; wore us all out. I think I was sick for about a week after those all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nighters&lt;/span&gt;! How sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269869747962800722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSJWnWPmalI/AAAAAAAAASQ/l5nEHgMSaWU/s400/BYU+Love+Shack+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all the hubbies for stepping up and taking care of the kiddos for us. I feel so blessed to have such great friends in my life. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269869748855764546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSJWnZkf9kI/AAAAAAAAASY/pJlhj9U1TCU/s400/BYU+Love+Shack+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; Love Shack girls have turned out to be amazing women and mothers and I fell so blessed to have them in my life. Until next year...(maybe if the hubbies behave themselves, we will invite them sometime!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&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/4658662932338799915-7445454919745478166?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7445454919745478166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=7445454919745478166' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/7445454919745478166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/7445454919745478166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/girls-just-want-to-have-fun.html' title='Girls Just Want to Have FUN!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SSJa0LoFVvI/AAAAAAAAASo/0X_CCt4h_FQ/s72-c/November+2008+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-4843629059564506707</id><published>2008-11-01T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:07:04.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; was so FUN this year and very eventful at our house. The day before Halloween we had a cute little party with our neighborhood friends...this was a good trial run for the costumes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263941780057020178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ1HKM6i1xI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YJg4MUqmOA8/s400/Halloween+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madison was Little Bo Beep and Cali is suppose to be Mary Poppins (it turned out to be a cross between "Poppy" and Betty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Boop&lt;/span&gt;)...she absolutely LOVED this dance costume we already had so I tried to make it work. She was darling, whoever she was suppose to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263941782044608514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ1HKUUbCAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/S62TVSGUkJg/s400/Halloween+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;All the kids lined up for a photo shoot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263941787244737586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ1HKnsOtDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KmAng4xsT04/s400/Halloween+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A picnic pizza party!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263941791593371794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ1HK35BmJI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/mPhIOtSaVi8/s400/Halloween+2008+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bobbing for apples...the kids were a little unsure about this activity!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Halloween day&lt;/span&gt; was jammed packed. Madison had preschool in the morning and they had a cute monster party with disgusting treats. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263941801528216850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ1HLc5rTRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/tikmeXkQ3vo/s400/Halloween+2008+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here is Cali saying goodbye to her "sissy." This is Cali's first of &lt;strong&gt;3 costumes&lt;/strong&gt;, just on Halloween day. It was so exhausting but somethings just aren't worth fighting her over. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; we stopped at home, she ran upstairs and came down in a different outfit. I am just relieved she decided to be Mary Poppins for the trick or treating!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263943750516483234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ1I85csJKI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kXwYOl84RPg/s400/Halloween+2008+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After preschool, we headed to Madison's dance class, where Cali appeared as Sleeping Beauty and Madison had to wear her favorite fancy dance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;outfit in&lt;/span&gt; honor of Halloween.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263943754902386130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ1I9JyXtdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/tYWqVH1_1-s/s400/Halloween+2008+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Halloween night&lt;/span&gt;, Cali finally appeared as Mary Poppins...I love that little face! Madison always says that she thinks Cali has the cutest little face. I agree!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263943761620212306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ1I9i0BmlI/AAAAAAAAAQw/gSe4DWFodV4/s400/Halloween+2008+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My Little Bo Peep doing her model pose!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263943772073220642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ1I-JwN2iI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/_8Dn4iEiFTQ/s400/Halloween+2008+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; made his famous root beer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; this year. He calls it his "witches brew" and hands it out to all the kids. They all love it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it is made with dry ice so it is all smokey and spooky! It is so yummy and a fun tradition...good job daddy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263943773094538834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ1I-Njt7lI/AAAAAAAAARA/kf1fGAQr1Tw/s400/Halloween+2008+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our neighborhood is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;festive&lt;/span&gt; and there are a ton of kids. We always have a block party on our street and everyone brings food. This year one of our neighbors was even the DJ. We then headed out to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;trick or treat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264101202014325650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ3YJx_FS5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/tS5QKgw8gJg/s400/Halloween+2008+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had a little party at our house and Grandma and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Deloy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;came&lt;/span&gt; to join in on the fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264101236447673378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ3YLyQofCI/AAAAAAAAARY/66g3pALVBBQ/s400/Halloween+2008+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison looks like she is already in a sugar-induced coma!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264101194149164994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ3YJUr4d8I/AAAAAAAAARI/kvXSvljP8xk/s400/Halloween+2008+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our good friends, Sarah and Matt, came over with their little goldfish (Ella) and scary shark (Jack). She is hating her mom right now for putting her in this costume! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264108508678959442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ3ezFbrsVI/AAAAAAAAARo/pqsPNhy5Oxs/s400/Halloween+2008+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Chad and Michelle came over too with their little baseball players (Tyler and Justin) and their beautiful princess (Julia). All kids went around trick or treating one more time because we, of course, needed some more candy! It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; night and we loved having everyone over. Thanks to everyone for making this another great Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-4843629059564506707?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4843629059564506707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=4843629059564506707' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4843629059564506707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4843629059564506707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQ1HKM6i1xI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YJg4MUqmOA8/s72-c/Halloween+2008+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-4272727471386309336</id><published>2008-10-28T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:39:17.982-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pumpkin Carving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Fall is in the Air</title><content type='html'>Actually, not really here in AZ...it was still in the 90s today, but we are pretending like it is fall here. Last week at Madison's preschool, she had her annual country fair and Cali was allowed to join in on the fun with her preschool class. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262466070360069250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgJAl5blII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/69SOWCnH078/s400/Oct+2008+030.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;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262466079264912434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgJBHEgtDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/0LwqQ7oVELg/s400/Oct+2008+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Madison and Taylor...best buddies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262466082768565714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgJBUH2NdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ULD2qo9lOEs/s400/Oct+2008+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was so fun to see all the kiddos dressed in their country best. Here is Madison's entire class with her teachers, Mrs. Bauer and Mrs. Norton. She is having another really great year at La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cristo&lt;/span&gt; Preschool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262466066502067362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgJAXhnJKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/dLV0rQ3Z6OI/s400/Oct+2008+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This past Sunday night we had Chad and Michelle's family over to carve pumpkins...Grandma Candace, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jido&lt;/span&gt;, my mom, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Deloy&lt;/span&gt; were also there, but they all claimed they were "retired" from the pumpkin carving stages of their lives and were no help at all. Luckily the boys were pretty into it... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262469895919020450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgMfRNwqaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LVHWSsDVV9E/s400/Oct+2008+045.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;I think the boys scared the kids a little with the knifes and the grunting. It is hard work making a masterpiece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262469910586024514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgMgH2pYkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kcS4xni69Ts/s400/Oct+2008+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Michelle got her hands dirty and cleaned out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; goo...a job nobody would volunteered for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262469917051460626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgMgf8IHBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/fbNFtnuXe5c/s400/Oct+2008+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids waited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;patiently&lt;/span&gt; for the pumpkins to be cleaned out and the carving to begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262469922822269986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgMg1b_rCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZojBqzstR28/s400/Oct+2008+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Madison helped me pick out the pumpkins at the store and, of course, we came home with not one, but three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt; for her daddy to carve. He said he was done after two, but was a good sport about it. Surprisingly, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; has a hidden talent as a pumpkin carver and takes it pretty seriously. Every year he tries to outdo his pumpkin from the previously year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262469925980257266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgMhBM6u_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/XX1Y0h9SOmI/s400/Oct+2008+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tyler, the pumpkin man...we had fun trying the pumpkin face on the kids..surprisingly, it fit Chad's head perfectly. That is the beauty of signature &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cherrington&lt;/span&gt; head though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262470781826353698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgNS1ehyiI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Z2_tESU4ch8/s400/Oct+2008+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgOCv3FyYI/AAAAAAAAAPg/-NA7sVkUEMM/s1600-h/Oct+2008+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262471604952484226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgOCv3FyYI/AAAAAAAAAPg/-NA7sVkUEMM/s400/Oct+2008+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had to see how our finished products looked all lite up...let's hope these pumpkins make it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; night. Thanks to everyone who made it such a fun night!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262470778274732594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgNSoPwWjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/aIJymoYPXVY/s400/Oct+2008+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-4272727471386309336?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4272727471386309336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=4272727471386309336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4272727471386309336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4272727471386309336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-is-in-air.html' title='Fall is in the Air'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgJAl5blII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/69SOWCnH078/s72-c/Oct+2008+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-7875872992395245588</id><published>2008-10-28T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:39:34.244-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland'/><title type='text'>Disneyland or Bust!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We just got back from another successful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hazar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Family trip to Disneyland (well it has been a couple weeks now...I am a little slow at this blogging thing!). It is by far our favorite place to go on vacation right now with our girls being ages 2 and 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they just think it is so magical. They eat it all up! As we were walking in, Madison turned to me and ask, "Mommy, is this a dream?" She couldn't believe we were actually there! That little comment made the whole trip worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We drove over on Thursday and just couldn't help ourselves but to head to Disneyland that night for some fun. We have never been there before at Halloween time and it was so festive. Everywhere we turned it was decorated with candy corns and spooky things. Even all the characters were in costumes! Here is a shot of the entrance decor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260233247864002738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAaRN6iGLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/pFywxIjY8d0/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; went on Cali's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FAVORITE&lt;/span&gt; ride...Dumbo...I think we must have ridden that one at least 5 or 6 times that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260233249646537522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAaRUjhazI/AAAAAAAAAMY/GxinAF5uDBo/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed over to Madison's favorite ride...the TEACUPS. Actually it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TJ's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too but he doesn't like to admit it. The girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;squealed&lt;/span&gt; the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260229943772817586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAXQ5NzqLI/AAAAAAAAALY/xNcDuQSqKU0/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;girls&lt;/span&gt; were amazed by the crazy farm that was growing candy corns. They both inherited their mommy's love for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sweets &lt;/span&gt;so they thought this was heaven on earth! Madison's face says it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260237607424407666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAeO-iuuHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jokcN07l47s/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison loved keeping an eye out for characters and enjoyed posing with them. Cali was a little unsure about the whole idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260233253975289682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAaRkrk71I/AAAAAAAAAMg/6TNDQu1-Tls/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about our trip was getting to spend time with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hazar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cousins. The kids had so much fun together and I am so glad that they are all such great friends. I am so grateful to Jim and Candace, who always put forth such an effort to get the whole family together. They are helping to create such a wonderful childhood for my girls and all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; so THANK YOU so much! Your efforts do not go unnoticed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture cracks me up because Madison and Julia were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;insistent&lt;/span&gt; that they could ride Midway Mania together with no adults to help them. The point of the ride is to aim and shoot at different targets on screens. At the end of the ride, I looked over at Madison's score and it was 0 and Julia's score was a 10. (Just for a point of reference, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; scored like 150,000). They were just laughing and giggling at each other in the 3-D glasses the entire time. When we got off, Madison informed me that she taught Julia how to play, hence Julia's high score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260237620619059058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAePvslH3I/AAAAAAAAANA/SW0IyqmCvGI/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They were pretty proud of themselves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260229948596187458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAXRLLycUI/AAAAAAAAALg/iOCOXs-mmUw/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our somewhat sad attempt to get all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; together and smiling at the same time. Baby Alvin (David and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nabby's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; baby) was not too crazy about this idea. He better get use to the picture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;moments&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hazar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks Grandma Candace for the cute matching princess shirts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260237599489260402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAeOg-1-3I/AAAAAAAAAMo/i1p5rKCtl4U/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was even a petting zoo all set up for Halloween with sheep, goats, and cows. Both my girls absolutely LOVE animals, but they thought it was little stinky so they kept their distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260237615215570402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAePbkSbeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/I2FrYBZUnE8/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cali wasn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; of the pumpkin scarecrow though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260237621289012354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAePyMTzII/AAAAAAAAANI/G-4yehYVztk/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just one day, Cali insisted on several outfit changes. She went from being Minnie Mouse, to wearing her princess shirt, to actually being a princess. I wonder where she gets this from?? She makes packing a little challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260229952669961554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAXRaXDTVI/AAAAAAAAALo/xWQMWrdZ_GY/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cali and Grandma Candace posing with Winnie the Pooh outside the infamous "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;buzzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bee" ride. Ever since Cali was stung by a bee at our cabin in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pinetop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, she is petrified of the Winnie the Pooh ride because there are bees on it. She was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;adamant&lt;/span&gt; that we skip this ride...maybe next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260233225363651922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAaP6GB_VI/AAAAAAAAAMA/FFbLjXlB8XI/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was the highlight of the trip for my girls, once again! They loved taking pictures with the princesses and wearing their princess dresses for the princess coronation ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260229954756226386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAXRiIdLVI/AAAAAAAAALw/v0mNvAnwUsg/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even Minnie was dressed in her princess best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260229962026523394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAXR9N1GwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/AxsSp3q6B90/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At the ceremony they taught all the little girls a dance and they got to dance with Cinderella, Snow White, and Sleeping Beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260233238677403298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAaQrsRtqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/oGm2_iPsnDo/s400/Disneyland+Oct+2008+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; we do the Princess Extravaganza at Disneyland, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mutters something under his breath about needing to have a boy. Maybe someday honey...keep dreaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262463261521423634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgGdGKHLRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_e58JhAca_g/s400/Oct+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was such a fun and exhausting weekend. We even went for a couple hours on Sunday with Chad and Michelle's family before we gave in and drove home. What can I say, we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;die-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks to all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hazars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for some great memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-7875872992395245588?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7875872992395245588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=7875872992395245588' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/7875872992395245588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/7875872992395245588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/disneyland-or-bust.html' title='Disneyland or Bust!!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAaRN6iGLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/pFywxIjY8d0/s72-c/Disneyland+Oct+2008+134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-1471638467779710695</id><published>2008-10-22T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:39:49.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bed'/><title type='text'>Cali's a BIG GIRL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAmvmMU5YI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DtYKBSQZgIw/s1600-h/Oct+2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260246963916694914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAmvmMU5YI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DtYKBSQZgIw/s400/Oct+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; finally made me take down Cali's crib and set up her "big girl" bed. It was very traumatic for me, but Cali was so excited and ran around all weekend talking about how she is a big girl now. I always hate taking down the crib, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it makes me feel like I am really losing my baby! I was seriously depressed all day and even got a little teary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;packing&lt;/span&gt; up her sweet crib linens. I loved her nursery so part of me is hoping for another girl someday so I can use all her things again...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; thinks I am jinxing us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One final jump before Daddy tears it down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260240244222806162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAgodYdSJI/AAAAAAAAANY/qbPJySIN6ww/s400/Oct+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt;..she is a BIG GIRL and proud of it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260240247105236898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAgooHrr6I/AAAAAAAAANg/4QYVU4-YtVI/s400/Oct+2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls love snuggling together right before bed time, which is usually followed by a couple of monkeys jumping on the bed, and then a pillow fight with Daddy. Now that Cali's bed is set up, they always run into her room to say prayers together and then they want me to "tell them about tomorrow." They like to hear the play by play of what we are going to do the next day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260242976803133810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAjHhCYGXI/AAAAAAAAANw/JU3o3eBTVts/s400/Oct+2008+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The finished product...made for a princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262476524077864546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQgShFB-VmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FS-qHFZgpcw/s400/Oct+2008+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...and she is out! She looks like a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; when she is asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260240257198253586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAgpNuC5hI/AAAAAAAAANo/5PHuKCbNS1E/s400/Oct+2008+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cali did great the first night and then I gave her a stool to climb in and out of bed easier and she realized that she could come and go as she pleased. It always freaks me out a little when I find her wandering around the house in the middle of the night. We are working on it though...love you Cali!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-1471638467779710695?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1471638467779710695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=1471638467779710695' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/1471638467779710695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/1471638467779710695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/calis-big-girl.html' title='Cali&apos;s a BIG GIRL!!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SQAmvmMU5YI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DtYKBSQZgIw/s72-c/Oct+2008+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-4954176723271157068</id><published>2008-10-08T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:40:09.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haircut'/><title type='text'>Cali's New Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2e-6ojR-I/AAAAAAAAALI/y44C6Z6DIkc/s1600-h/October+2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255031143939655650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2e-6ojR-I/AAAAAAAAALI/y44C6Z6DIkc/s400/October+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just bobbed Cali's hair yesterday and took 2 1/2 inches off! That is a big step for me. She is just going through a phase where she hates to get her hair done and I was tired of fighting her. Our typical morning included chasing her down, wrestling her to the ground, finally getting a ponytail in her hair, and then 5 minutes later, her ripping it out. What can I say, it is now &lt;strong&gt;short and sassy&lt;/strong&gt;, just like her. I think it fits her little personality perfectly. She has been running around, flipping it with attitude and checking herself out in the mirror all day long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255029878816544706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2d1Rrsl8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/zlP-uJg12H8/s400/October+2008+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love that little face...I could eat her up (I don't know why she is poking out her tummy- she looks nine months pregnant)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-4954176723271157068?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4954176723271157068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=4954176723271157068' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4954176723271157068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4954176723271157068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/calis-new-do.html' title='Cali&apos;s New Do'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2e-6ojR-I/AAAAAAAAALI/y44C6Z6DIkc/s72-c/October+2008+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-4169483505216345087</id><published>2008-10-08T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:40:50.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Oh What Did We Do In The Summertime?? Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July is a miserable holiday in AZ so we usually try to get away and LOVE to spend it in Utah. It is always so festive there and the weather is beautiful in the summer. My girls just enjoy spending time with their cousins and actually being able to play outside without melting! We had a great time visiting my brother Brad and his family for a couple days...we even humored Brad with a day of "Christensen Olympics" and played in the 1st annual Christensen softball game, which was pretty pathetic, but entertaining. I realized that I don't think I have ever seen my mom run before in my life. Weird...needless to say, I didn't see her run that day either?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We then headed to Provo to spend some time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TJ's&lt;/span&gt; brother David and his family. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TJ's&lt;/span&gt; whole family came up for the weekend for the baby blessing of David and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nabby's&lt;/span&gt; newest addition, Alvin Mitchell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hazar&lt;/span&gt;. The highlight of the trip was getting to go to the Stadium of Fire at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; starring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; Cyrus AKA Hannah Montana! It was a pretty big deal to Madison and she and Julia even wore matching Hannah shirts to show their excitement. Madison loves Hannah and knows almost all of her songs. I have to admit, I was pretty excited too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Julia, Tyler, Reid, and Madison pose before heading to the Stadium of Fire on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255024068510791474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2YjEm2tzI/AAAAAAAAAJg/sF7JKAUdtHQ/s400/DSC00794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madison was warming up just in case she was called on stage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255024073743564450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2YjYGcfqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/VVmwRZ3_ynY/s400/DSC00811.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;All of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hazars&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nabby's&lt;/span&gt; parents on Alvin's blessing day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255024075449943506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2YjedRxdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/F8aRlZwgjx4/s400/DSC00843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All of the cousins, except Alvin...there are now 8 of them! What a cute group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255024076365631906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2Yjh3mEaI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uoZl0lN8OK8/s400/DSC00867_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hope everyone had a great holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255024081109754514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2YjziropI/AAAAAAAAAKA/XXJILQEE3Zw/s400/DSC00953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The highlight of my August was the trip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; took me on for my birthday to San Francisco for the weekend. I had come to the sad realization this year that birthdays just aren't as exciting as they use to be and it is not really that fun to get older anymore! How depressing...but this trip was a blast and it made my birthday month memorable. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; had never been to San Francisco before so it was fun to show him my roots (that is where I was born).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took a break from shopping to pose at Union Square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255026953400899218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2bK_qQVpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9T4hCgSasrI/s400/San+Francisco+Aug+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The highlight of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;TJ's&lt;/span&gt; trip was on Saturday morning, we went down to the Ferry Building across from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Embarcadero&lt;/span&gt; Center, where they have a huge farmer's market and food and craft fair. He was so happy here that I had to snap his picture. He said this was the best hot dog that he had ever had, which coming from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt;, is quite a compliment. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255026957507095506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2bLO9P69I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/WQd__vxuLDI/s400/San+Francisco+Aug+2008+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The highlight for me was riding around the city on the trolley cars...we were so fascinated by them that we even went to the trolley car museum on Sunday to learn about their history...don't laugh! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255026964133030978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2bLno_rEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jQONjStSdiI/s400/San+Francisco+Aug+2008+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Saturday afternoon, we headed down to Fisherman's Wharf area and Pier 39 for dinner. We stopped to walk down Lombard Street, America's crookedest street. I remember driving down this when I was a little girl and thought it was amazing...it still is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255026961248310306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2bLc5OVCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZM8EcC_YPk0/s400/San+Francisco+Aug+2008+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Sunday we were able to meet up with my best friend Becky, who is currently living in San Francisco working on her doctorate degree. She took us over to the little artsy town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Sausalito&lt;/span&gt; for the afternoon and then even entertained me by letting me out of the car to walk across the Golden Gate Bridge. She thought we were a little touristy but I know deep down she loved it too. It was so windy and cold that day, but it was breathtaking to look out over the city and Alcatraz. What an amazing city San Francisco is...I now understand the saying, "I left my heart in San Francisco."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255026962240430914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2bLglw40I/AAAAAAAAAKo/KeDTDUeGyWs/s400/San+Francisco+Aug+2008+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; for a wonderful weekend and for always spoiling me on my birthdays! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-4169483505216345087?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4169483505216345087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=4169483505216345087' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4169483505216345087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4169483505216345087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-what-did-we-do-in-summertime-part-ii.html' title='Oh What Did We Do In The Summertime?? Part II'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SO2YjEm2tzI/AAAAAAAAAJg/sF7JKAUdtHQ/s72-c/DSC00794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-6302104899619688831</id><published>2008-10-04T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:41:16.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newport Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Oh What Did We Do In the Summer Time??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had such a fun summer and since I really meant to start my blog months ago, I feel obligated to do a little summer recap. So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;June 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out the summer with a monumental trip to CA to meet up with all my brothers and their families for a Christensen Reunion. It was quite a group and a lot of chaos, but the cousins had such a blast playing with each other. There are 21 of us when we are all together (that includes 12 grandkids, thanks mostly to Brad and Melanie HA HA!). We stayed at the Newport Coast Villas, which was incredibly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fun in the Sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253445294433767138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOf8qU2sDuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VVC6nCe_MuI/s400/Newport+06052008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We posed while playing at Laguna Beach for a girls photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253447322366927154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOf-gXfoYTI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZjzWTOaVLgs/s400/CA+Trip+%26+Beth+Wedding+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Madison and Coleman spent all afternoon "chasing" the waves. They would try to out run the waves, belly laughing the whole time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253447328396233810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOf-gt9ITFI/AAAAAAAAADM/mZpHB5JOmpc/s400/Newport+06052008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They are quite good little buddies and Madison always talks about what a little "jokester" Coleman is (he is Brad and Melanie's 3rd boy). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253447331761863042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOf-g6fjuYI/AAAAAAAAADc/BHpM_zSeqPA/s400/Newport+06052008+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Maddie and her daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253447325282627202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOf-giWyboI/AAAAAAAAADU/D3YSArTh414/s400/Newport+06052008+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mommy's girl- Cali was a little unsure about the sand...she didn't even dare to take off her cover-up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254296524565695202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOsC2cNOyuI/AAAAAAAAAI8/N_hXXvHan6o/s400/CA+Trip+%26+Beth+Wedding+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My handsome brothers: Scott, Marc, and Brad...They still got it after all these years!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254297699435701106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOsD608EY3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/E-uCLr22eY0/s400/CA+Trip+%26+Beth+Wedding+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My crazy brother Brad- He will do just about anything for a laugh! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254296899733639618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOsDMR0PUcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/G7D4aiQ6PfI/s400/CA+Trip+%26+Beth+Wedding+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Uncle TJ &amp;amp; Baby Rachel- This was the first time we got to meet Marc and Chrissy's little girl. She is a doll, of course!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254293114402170866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOr_v8W45_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/VdrA3bGrrK4/s400/CA+Trip+%26+Beth+Wedding+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Grandma-Grandma" and Madison- My girls always call her "Grandma-Grandma." We think it is just because she is such an exceptional one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254300436154442706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOsGaIAqY9I/AAAAAAAAAJU/KIMG4HyyiUU/s400/Newport+06052008+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ and Cali practicing her back floats. She is surprisingly buoyant! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253466664363376098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgQGOC8PeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kBzbYHJkQ48/s400/Newport+06052008+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We wore them out every night. There is nothing better than catching our sleeping beauties spooning together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was special to all be together on the 2 year anniversary of my dad's passing away and I am sure he was looking down and so pleased to see his family all together again. We need to make this a tradition! Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here Comes the Bride &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254251336098432338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOrZwIDExVI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2RiWrG-IqLA/s400/P1000043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We ended our trip with a wedding! Most of you already know, but my mom got married to an old high school boyfriend, Deloy, whose wife had also passed away from cancer. The wedding was small and intimate with all of the grandkids running the show, but everything went beautiful. I never thought I would be the maid of honor for my mom...talk about role reversal!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253480396555139986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgcliclu5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/V1d_2T1osi0/s400/P1000007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My girls &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253480380970846466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgckoZASQI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bej0nYvpvQ4/s400/P1000009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Katelyn, Cali, and Madison were such darling little flower girls. They did a great job, but they were so focused on walking in sync down the isle and smiling at the same time that they forgot to throw any rose petals! Once they got up to the front, they all realized it so they just dumped out their bags where they were standing. It was classic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253480412960731282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgcmfj_MJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GdJQ82IKb9Q/s400/P1000053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Coleman giving the rest of the groomsmen a pep talk. I told you he was a jokester, just like his daddy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253482404488191602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgeaalInnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mrwgvJs5c2Q/s400/P1000096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The ceremony was performed around sunset and overlooking the ocean and a golf course. What could be better?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253482408521695250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgeapmzABI/AAAAAAAAAGk/x4o09Goflvk/s400/p6110202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Katelyn being escorted by Tanner and Kyle. What handsome groomsmen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253480406184471042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgcmGUZqgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/z9rpwbwBdtE/s400/P1000036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little family &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253482411385298610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgea0RiHrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/syvAPNag31A/s400/P1000131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Bride with her kids&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253482417819878226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgebMPqA1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/p2vj-QJCxfY/s400/P1000124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Whole Christensen-Paskett Group &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253480391678109202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgclQR0JhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/a9smS_nhnoE/s400/ca+trip+171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congrats!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Before we headed home, we spent a couple of days in Disneyland with TJ's parents, who were so supportive and met us in CA for the wedding. My girls truly believe it is the happiest place on earth and they couldn't get enough of Disney princesses, of course! Madison was finally tall enough to go on splash mountain. She was really brave but said one time was enough for her! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253486786369963490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgiZeXKReI/AAAAAAAAAG8/drw4dyGAyZM/s400/P1000203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253486790613131506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgiZuKz4PI/AAAAAAAAAHE/eBXZ8awpRXk/s400/P1000201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253486798279979570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgiaKuusjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/h74dsMZnIZg/s400/P1000245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was so hilarious. The girls were so excited every time they saw a princess so we waited in several lines just to get a chance to talk to them. All day Cali had been a little shy with them, but Belle really won her over. She ran up to her and just gave her the biggest hug and wouldn't let go. I'm not exaggerating when I say she hugged her for about 5 minutes. You can see in this next picture that she even got a little fresh with her (look at her right hand placement), but Belle was SO cute with her that she is now her favorite princess!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253488278908309858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgjwWgCEWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bqv8uSLNST4/s400/P1000248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Once we finally tore Cali away, she immediately ran to the back of the line to wait to see her one more time. We were all laughing so hard that we just let her go, so here is her second intimate moment with Belle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253488278439326962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgjwUwN9PI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Vnq1OqW4t14/s400/P1000258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253486799214441186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgiaONhcuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/T01EZ0gwtnc/s400/Newport+06052008+182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daddy even enjoyed watching the princesses dance almost as much as the girls! You can tell he is the daddy to little girls, huh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253488283813415506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgjwoxgClI/AAAAAAAAAH0/OsPYG4XMVJ8/s400/P1000302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Grand Finale&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253488289094912802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgjw8ctSyI/AAAAAAAAAH8/it_eS-CVhgQ/s400/P1000304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And they are out for the count!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we left CA around 4:30 am to get back in time for Madison's big dance recital that she worked all year long for. She did great despite being tired and said she loved being up on the big stage. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253488293472684306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOgjxMwcyRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/aF_mNV1WSTE/s400/Summer+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is her with Ms. Carolyn, her dance teacher for her tap, ballet, and broadway kids class. We just love her!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-6302104899619688831?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6302104899619688831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=6302104899619688831' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/6302104899619688831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/6302104899619688831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-what-did-we-do-in-summer-time.html' title='Oh What Did We Do In the Summer Time??'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOf8qU2sDuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VVC6nCe_MuI/s72-c/Newport+06052008+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-4571917643476471821</id><published>2008-09-30T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:41:29.677-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>A Little Insight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOMfR4vwEuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/eKrgE-_tQj4/s1600-h/P1000035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252075982595035874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOMfR4vwEuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/eKrgE-_tQj4/s320/P1000035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TJ and I have been married for 7 years now and, as corny as it sounds, are more in love with each other with every passing day. Who couldn't love a man who can look great wearing a princess crown and costume jewelry?! We met in middle school and have been best friends ever since. We recently sold Huddle, the business that has been in my family for years, which was definitely bitter sweet, but in retrospect, I know it was the correct decision for our family and especially for my darling girls. I now have more time to do things like blogging…Ha Ha! Ironically, now that my world is completely centered around my lovely little girls, I am busier then ever and loving every second of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOMZi7Vv0eI/AAAAAAAAACU/F3ld-hKHcaA/s1600-h/Madison%27s+Preschool+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252069678279283170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOMZi7Vv0eI/AAAAAAAAACU/F3ld-hKHcaA/s320/Madison%27s+Preschool+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madison is now 4 1/2 and just started her second year of preschool and thoroughly enjoys it. She loves learning and I am amazed at how much information she absorbs. She has such a calm, sensitive, and caring personality, which is a nice compliment to Cali (which we’ll get to in a second!). She always tells me how much she loves me just out of the blue, which makes motherhood so rewarding! She constantly wants to help me do things around the house, like cooking, cleaning, and folding the laundry so I can’t complain too much! Madison is involved in dance for the second year and just started gymnastics. I think she loves it so much because of the pretty outfits, but she is starting to become a good little athlete. She is my little “crafter” and will sit for hours coloring until her picture is perfect. Maybe she got her artistic gene from her Grandma Candace. The best is when her daddy and her color together …I have to admit that h&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOMZ_jEpmvI/AAAAAAAAACc/E6vXgLY8e5M/s1600-h/final-89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252070169981328114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOMZ_jEpmvI/AAAAAAAAACc/E6vXgLY8e5M/s320/final-89.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e can color quite a beautiful princess, a talent only a daddy of two girls should have! Unfortunately, Madison inherited her sweet tooth from her mom and enjoys pink ice cream with sprinkles on it. Madison’s favorite story is Repunzel and claims that she is never cutting her hair until it touches the floor (seriously, she hasn’t let me even trim it for months now)! It is half way down her back and she is quite particular about how she wants it styled everyday. Some days she likes 3 braids, other days, she wants curls and sparkles in it. It is quite stressful doing her hair! She is just a perfect big sister to Cali and they are the best of friends. They are so lucky to have each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOMa7zB_3aI/AAAAAAAAACk/lwml1qr3Qak/s1600-h/54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252071205057322402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOMa7zB_3aI/AAAAAAAAACk/lwml1qr3Qak/s320/54.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cali Christine is 2 ½ and truly believes she was born as one of the Disney princesses. Most days she is Aurora, otherwise better known as Sleeping Beauty. I constantly find her pretending to curl her hair for her wedding and getting ready for her “Prince Charming”, who is actually her daddy…lets hope it stays that way for a LONG time. She is such a happy child, which is funny, because she came into the world so mad and stayed that way for about 6 months! I always find her singing to herself, especially the lullaby song from Island Princess. It is actually really sweet and melts my heart every time I hear it, which is multiple times a day. If I don’t give her the reaction she expects, she will sing it louder and louder, until she is practically screaming. She has this cute little accent, kind of a cross between a New York taxi driver and Mary Poppins (which is her favorite movie of all time). She will actually be starring as Mary Poppins this Halloween, or “Poppie” as she likes to call her. Cali has the funniest personality, which makes it so hard to get mad at her…mostly because she laughs when I put her in time-out or try to discipline her and is extremely stubborn. She usually wins! I think we are going to have our work cut out with her but at least I know it will be an entertaining ride! Cali believes strongly in an all-dairy diet at the moment and eats yogurt, cheese, and milk in some form or the other for every single meal. Occasionally she will mix it up with spoonfuls of ketchup. Like I said, she is stubborn but has brought such joy to our lives at a time when we really needed to laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-4571917643476471821?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4571917643476471821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=4571917643476471821' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4571917643476471821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/4571917643476471821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-insight.html' title='A Little Insight...'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/SOMfR4vwEuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/eKrgE-_tQj4/s72-c/P1000035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658662932338799915.post-3447858224694527975</id><published>2008-09-29T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:32:01.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Finally Did It!!!</title><content type='html'>OK so I finally gave in and made a Hazar Family blog. It has been on my to-do list forever and this is exactly why it has taken me so long to do...it is 12:30 am and I should be sleeping! I have enjoyed reading all of your blogs out there for so long so I decided to join in and be better at keeping in touch. Here is goes....welcome to our little peice of heaven on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658662932338799915-3447858224694527975?l=hazarfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3447858224694527975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4658662932338799915&amp;postID=3447858224694527975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/3447858224694527975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4658662932338799915/posts/default/3447858224694527975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hazarfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-finally-did-it.html' title='I Finally Did It!!!'/><author><name>Carrie Hazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12063726824841369531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtZyrM1QJaQ/Sb_SnExhIBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uuk6S6McBJM/S220/final-26_copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
