tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53224365446173455432023-11-15T23:12:10.777-08:00The McRae FamilyJulie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.comBlogger143125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-39784767434585959762011-12-05T18:37:00.000-08:002011-12-05T18:38:19.786-08:00Snow Canyon Tuff Kids Race<div style="text-align: center;">The kids have been talking about running a race for the last several months.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">In November, St. George held the Snow Canyon Tuff Kids Race.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">PERFECT!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Shay, Miriam and I signed up our kiddos to run and they had a BLAST!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The kids with their timing chips on their shoes...gearing up and ready to run!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lincoln, Charlee, Griffin, Peyton, Maycee, Cooper, Kai, Emmy, and Belle</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was a really cold morning and looking back, I wish we would have brought more clothing!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My little kiddos. So cute!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Peyton on the move!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cooper coming around the last turn...almost to the finish line.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Maycee, Belle, Griffin and Me</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lincoln on the home stretch!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Charlee, Griffin and Me - I kept telling her to hustle and run as fast as she could to beat the girl on her right...With some extra encouragement she zipped right past her and crossed the finish before the other little girl did!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Shay and Boston right before the finish.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All these AMAZING little runners at the finish - wearing their medals!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Peyton came in 2nd and Cooper took 3rd place!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So proud of all our future marathoners!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-57082041084126624912011-11-03T13:44:00.000-07:002011-11-03T13:44:51.937-07:00Happy Halloween 2011<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3sSS4l2vha2_jgu1TlNGC_x_L_vk-1f2VQS3mGPpTroAeeyCha-R5PoiqWUA44RQLQmeDSdNph-pE0ExtSqV4SvnGVoNfqDMNbZiMZRlSLy2kM-dSI8aN00c6AeCGNb9KpNRY7UNviHGn/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3sSS4l2vha2_jgu1TlNGC_x_L_vk-1f2VQS3mGPpTroAeeyCha-R5PoiqWUA44RQLQmeDSdNph-pE0ExtSqV4SvnGVoNfqDMNbZiMZRlSLy2kM-dSI8aN00c6AeCGNb9KpNRY7UNviHGn/s400/a.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-72462494137018775902011-10-17T19:38:00.000-07:002011-10-17T19:46:48.876-07:00St. George Marathon 2011<div align="center"> Where do I begin?<br />
Last year I ran the St. George Marathon. I was so happy I did, but I vowed I would NEVER do it again. The memories were all to vivid... waking up at 4 a.m. to go on the long runs, short runs throughout the week, pushing Griffin in the jogging stroller, thigh muscles so big my pants wouldn't fit anymore, the late night hunger, the actual day of the marathon, the pain and suffering, the enduring to the end...OH, it was a tough day.<br />
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All in all, I was so happy I did it. I had such a sense of accomplishment. Running the marathon was hard for me. I am not a born runner, I am not even 5 feet tall. I have to take three times as many steps as an average size person. So to say the least, I am short and stubby. I had to work hard to get in the miles so it truly was a HUGE accomplishment for me.<br />
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Last May I started training for the Bryce Canyon Half Marathon. 13.1 miles are so much better than 26.2. I tried to convince myself that a Half Marathon is such as big of a deal as a full. I trained and ran my guts out. I ended up getting a great time at the half - 2 hours 2 minutes! And, the best part? I felt good at the end!<br />
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So, I did what any normal person would do. I decided that I would do the St. George Marathon AGAIN! Because really, who's kidding who? A full marathon is so much more COOL than a half!<br />
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I think I have a sick disease because really, I fell in love with running - all over again.<br />
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RACE DAY!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I woke up at 4:00 a.m. Took care of my morning running ritual.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You know, get dressed, go potty, put the contacts in, brush the teeth, socks and shoes, headband, Garmin, ipod, deodorant, potty again, make a PB&H sandwich...blah, blah, blah.</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
I woke up Mike and we headed off to the P.D.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's only 5:15 a.m. I was a little nervous when I got out of the car...it was already warm. EEK! I said a little prayer that the day wouldn't get to hot to fast. The heat kills me while I'm running! Then posed for a little pre-run photo op! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Before I knew it, RUNNING FRIENDS arrived!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here is LeAnn, Shay, Me and Shaunna (who just had a baby 4 months ago! Yeah, really!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We all talked up a storm and made several comments as to WHY all the girls were running and the husbands were the ones dropping us off....? Kinda weird?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then, it was time. Time to get into the van and start the journey up the mountain - to the start line. There really isn't any turning back now.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Okay, so we are lucky. Perks of being police wives, we were able to ride up in the patti wagon.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">No waiting for buses, or standing up at the start line for hours.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hope in the van, take our time riding up the mountain and then only having to wait around for about 15 minutes before the race starts. Yeah, I felt kind special for a minute.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div align="center">Once we got to the start line we met up with other friends from our running group. Isn't it cute? We all had matching shirts!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Tom, Jacqui, Me & Shay.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Getting WAY to excited to start this race...notice the line up of port-o-potties? Yeah, we chose the best backdrop possible!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I'm not going to give a mile by mile recap - that's long and boring.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Because in all reality - no one cares about what happened while you were running. They all just want to know if and when you finished. Right? It's okay to admit it. It won't hurt my feelings.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Shay Shay running her guts out - I seriously DO NOT know how she had the ability to sprint at the finish. But look at her GO! And with her little Davey (bike cop husband) riding along beside her!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Okay, I do have to say THIS - Dave you are pretty awesome! Those last few miles were HELL. Knowing I would see you every few minutes to encourage me, have a familiar face telling me "YOU GOT THIS" was the best.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here I come...towards the finish line. I was searching for my family...but never could find them.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They were there, right by the finish line - taking the pictures. But I must have been so delusional, because I never saw them, heard them...NOTHING.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I did it. Again. 5 hours 15 minutes. I didn't make my goal time...Argh. I can't beat myself up to much because I beat my time from last year by 20 minutes.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After I crossed the finish line, I got my super cool finisher medal. I was a little scattered because I was thinking "Really? They didn't make it here on time? Where is my family?!" Because honestly, it wasn't like I finished in record time. I gave them PLENTY of time to get there. "WHERE THE FREAK IS MY FAMILY?" Then, I found them! Best sight ever. I seriously almost cried.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Afterwards, I went into the runners area...scored myself a Popsicle and sat down. Which was a bad idea. I realized how tired I was and knew if I stayed sitting down, it was going to be impossible to get myself back up. I got up and began the search through the sea of people to find the family.</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There they all were to greet me! I really couldn't have made it through all the training if I didn't have their support and encouragement. Love them ALL for everything.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wouldn't have signed up if I knew I couldn't finish.</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-54820775483703905192011-10-05T19:46:00.000-07:002011-10-05T19:49:59.568-07:00The RoDeO<div align="center"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In September, St. George has a RODEO! It's kind of a big deal for our little town.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We also paid tribute to the men and women of service in our community. Police Officers, Firemen, and the Armed Forces. I am such an emotional wreck when it comes to this "topic," I tear up, the National Anthem begins and then I'm a big mess. I hid behind my camera, snapping pictures so others would witness my emotional state.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had a fantastic time at the Rodeo....smelled the horse poop, watched the calves, sheep, and bulls all endure some type of physical pain...saw some cowboys get beat up... You know... all that great stuff that goes on at the R.O.D.E.O.</div></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-9596891492922140272011-08-21T11:28:00.000-07:002011-08-21T11:28:18.348-07:00Back To School<div align="center">Summer went to quickly for me this year.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I cannot believe the kids are back in school. Generally I am pretty "okay" with school starting up again. But this year, I'm kind of sad. We had a great summer, spent many days at the pool, playing at the park and just hanging out together.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"> I guess they have to go back...to learn...?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">So, here they are! All ready for their first day back.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Cooper is starting 4th grade and Charlee is going into 2nd.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They are growing up to fast.</div><div align="center"></div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-59727157318789909932011-08-04T20:57:00.000-07:002011-08-04T20:57:20.391-07:00Griffin<div align="center">I can't get enough of this kid.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">It is what it is.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What face is that? Griffin's "I'm Tough" face.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And then his sweet as ever face. Don't you just want to kiss it?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I do.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He is my little people watcher. Always checking out what everybody else is doing.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Griffin and Jack - these two boys couldn't be more different yet the are so similiar.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I LOVE THESE TWO.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I don't know how else to describe the love I have for them.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They know exactly how to push my buttons BUT</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">they have the cutest little giggles and know how to make me smile.</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-90998319136208055722011-07-19T19:28:00.000-07:002011-07-19T19:28:18.700-07:00Bryce Canyon Half Marathon 2011<div style="text-align: center;">I am not really sure when and where my addiction for running began, but I really can't get enough of it! This year I decided to give the Bryce Canyon Half Marathon race a try.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I trained with some fabulous friends. And, made a few new friends along the way.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jealin and Shay - you TWO are wonderful!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The stock pile of "Running Goods"</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">When my little Charlee Boo saw this picture she said, "Wow Mom, that is a big crew!"</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The race started at 6:00 a.m. - so our alarm went off at 5:00 a.m.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thank goodness our hotel was only about two blocks away from the start line and I loved it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I didn't feel rushed, had plenty of time to get up, get ready, eat some breakfast and do some stretching. And the best part? We did it in our nice, WARM room.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A few minutes before the start. It was a warm temperature of 47 degrees. For this Southern Utah girl, that is COLD!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I handed Mike my jacket and snugly blanket. Had a little potty break - gotta love those outhouses and headed down to the road.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But not before one more picture!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I loved that Mike and Dave (Shay's husband) were able to be there with us. They were our own little paparazzi. Snapping pictures left and right! Made me feel famous. For a minute.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I can't believe how fast the sun came up. We hadn't been running for more than a minute and it was light outside! It was also freezing COLD!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I kid you not when I say I couldn't feel my hands. They were numb.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We came around a bend in the road and the finish line was in sight!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And then we were done.... 2:02:17 was my finish time. My personal record.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A bunch of us at the finish. Congrats to all on a great run!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our support group! Fantastic!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mike got a little camera happy and started snapping shots at everything.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After the race, showered and ready to head for home!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">WAY TO GO!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Everyone did amazing and what a great accomplishment!</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-52745525440078469612011-07-10T20:23:00.000-07:002011-07-10T20:23:26.969-07:00Splash Pad Fun<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOso5Wyh80j9P1NH-dHStgK_1wU9Rq4_w8rlKjGhAH4ybNaZr28F5lQaB1K5PyyM7fN2-IMaViRqStmYZo-bDkv6isIuSxktrPTIq8nDDttpc6C4hcrjFyDKytiCIRqSvRStTqo0nYxmrd/s1600/7.9.11+085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOso5Wyh80j9P1NH-dHStgK_1wU9Rq4_w8rlKjGhAH4ybNaZr28F5lQaB1K5PyyM7fN2-IMaViRqStmYZo-bDkv6isIuSxktrPTIq8nDDttpc6C4hcrjFyDKytiCIRqSvRStTqo0nYxmrd/s400/7.9.11+085.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Griffin LOVES to wear his swimsuit. He also LOVES the idea of water.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But, when it comes right down to it...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
The kid doesn't LOVE it. He doesn't like to splashed, get sprinkled on, or wet.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Wierd...I sometimes questions if he is really mine. But, by his looks I can't deny he IS my child.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Charlee on the other hand LOVES everything about the water.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Splashing and playing in the water is a favorite way to pass the time.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Brody couldn't get enough of the water, the playground, the drinking fountain...all of it.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cracker Jack on the other hand is a FISH! I can't keep him out of the water. He loves to be splashed and have water dumped on him.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cooper just chillaxin' under the palm tree. Really? Can this kid get any cuter? I am so lucky to have a kiddo like him. He plays with the kids and always has them laughing.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Enjoying some snow cones on a nice sunny day!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Griffin loves to eat. The snowcone was the highlight of his day! If you see Grif, he's probably got food in his mouth or asking for some. I swear he never stops!</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-25963514461410594732011-07-10T09:12:00.000-07:002011-07-10T09:12:32.734-07:00The Things You Find in the Mornings....<div style="text-align: center;">I woke up to some noise, a noise I was for sure was a "SNEEKY" noise.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I walk into the kitchen and see this.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I opened the pantry doors only to find.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ready to fight off anyone who attempts to attack.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I think his thoughts are "To shoot or not to shoot?"</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">These boys are two little partners in crime. They make me laugh everyday with the cute little things they do. They are inseperable and love each other SO much.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Love my boys.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-35234058799912472392011-07-10T08:36:00.000-07:002011-07-10T08:36:56.975-07:00Birthdays & Blessings<div style="text-align: center;">Brody's THIRD Birthday & Kennedy's Baby Blessing</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Little Kennedy ~ Such an angel!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My little brother Scott and his wife Shaunna blessed this sweet little thing on Sunday. Scott gave Kennedy a wonderful blessing. She is such a lucky little girl to have such wonderful parents.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And the Brodster turned THREE! I can't believe our little boys are growing up so fast. It seems like yesterday all three of us were bringing home these handsome little boys from the hospital.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And, this little stink....everytime I try to take a picture of him...he HIDES.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This picture with a bag of chips in front of his face is the best I could do!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mike holding Kennedy. It's been a while since I have seen him walking around with a newborn in his arms....so sweet.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tammie, Me & Kathy - notice how much taller I am than them? I wasn't standing on my tip toes..? Or was I? Can't remember....?</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Really? Who wants to mess with those guns?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And yes, she is shirtless here - who needs chocolate on their Sunday Dress?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had such a great day as a family. Thanks Scott and Shaunna for letting us be apart of such a wonderul day! We love you.</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-54698088670105984042011-06-25T21:13:00.000-07:002011-06-25T21:13:30.949-07:00Grease at Tuachan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf7MrZbuuNZFT9LMK_yevg5NH9cOSoJTUSy3i-ctyf1xr7SF5d8Qnc4tADpFo0qpjavJBttFcob_VrDHF0CzaiVnvbZU5len7RG_fZvxEMPTWUMgjveH9JCowWMo4gHdlxi39bYQ-pixcn/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="351" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf7MrZbuuNZFT9LMK_yevg5NH9cOSoJTUSy3i-ctyf1xr7SF5d8Qnc4tADpFo0qpjavJBttFcob_VrDHF0CzaiVnvbZU5len7RG_fZvxEMPTWUMgjveH9JCowWMo4gHdlxi39bYQ-pixcn/s400/1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All the girls in the family had the opportunity to see GREASE at Tuachan.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was a fun Girls Night Out.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My little HOPE. Except she's not little anymore. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She is a gorgeous teenager.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Samantha. My oldest niece - engaged to be married.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Now I am feeling really old.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Charlee and Scoti... Best Friends Forever.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">How cute are they? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We left early because these two were falling asleep.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They were walking ahead of me - holding hands and chatting.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They truly are the cutest friends.</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-34404854839878228882011-06-25T21:03:00.000-07:002011-06-25T21:03:58.871-07:00Father's Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9zKHPEmKTLIO0I7-rdu108UOCm78eFwqlAdgP51ITn8t5KeuKyIdSafcyJpRH5z0AUBOKA6MoQiNgUhptlmHY8LB_BvldjCPke-vg0GUQTseprj5ljeNkNkf3ahblcuGET0tTl9W1xYFt/s1600/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="383" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9zKHPEmKTLIO0I7-rdu108UOCm78eFwqlAdgP51ITn8t5KeuKyIdSafcyJpRH5z0AUBOKA6MoQiNgUhptlmHY8LB_BvldjCPke-vg0GUQTseprj5ljeNkNkf3ahblcuGET0tTl9W1xYFt/s400/12.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had such a great Father's Day this year.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Decorated the entry way - Just so the Dad's in our lives would know how much we love them!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Well, and because seriously, how cute is that banner? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I couldn't resist.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I made these little jars with the neckties for my Dad and brothers. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Dinner. Slightly nightmarish. Mike said he wanted BBQ Brisket for dinner.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Have you ever made Brisket? I never did, but I figured really, how hard can it be?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Apparently, harder than I thought. It was DISGUSTING.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thank goodness I tasted it before everyone got here. We had to make some last minute changes to the menu.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Poor Mike had to grill chicken on Father's Day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">HUGE FAIL. On my part.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So, I am leaving the brisket to the professionals. We can go out for BBQ if that's what he wants from now on.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mike and I gave our Dad's one of these guns. It's a 1930's war gun...somehow Russia is involved in the making... it has a bayonet attachement....some cool ammo sacks...la la la..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">See how much I know about them? Not very much.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But my Dad, LOVED it. He couldn't wipe the smile off his face.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am gonna say it was a HIT!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We gave Mike's dad his a few weeks ago when they were here visiting. I didn't get any pictures, but he was just as excited.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Boys and Guns.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I guess it's something I will never understand.</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-21073956620407156812011-06-25T20:52:00.000-07:002011-06-25T20:52:35.036-07:00Family Dinner<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I just LOVE when my big brother and his family comes down from Salt Lake.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We always have a GREAT time.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Especially the kids.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Conner and Cooper are inseparable when they are together.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I kept trying to get Conner to "SING FOR ME." It was a no go.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I got that face instead. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Me and Lover Boy.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Truly, the three of these kiddos ... TROUBLE!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Just kidding, it's more like pure hysterics. They always have some goofy joke or funny story.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And, just listening them have conversations - HILARIOUS!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My sweet little CHEESE BALL. He sees the camera in his face and constantly smiles and yells "CHEESE!" Love this boy.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This little guy. NEVER. CRIES. He is an absolute doll and the tiniest little peanut ever. He turns one this week, but he is so LITTLE! So sweet and precious is our Little Bruce - ster!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cooper always has some funny face for me. He was so excited about the FREE ice cream.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My Charlee Boo. She is such an angel and my saving grace.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I would not survive the day without her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The family, enjoying some dinner at Dickeys.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am so lucky to have you all.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">LOVE YOU!</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-49468712864463582602011-06-15T22:07:00.000-07:002011-06-15T22:11:52.687-07:00Ward Summer Party<div align="center">What happens when you put the Elders Quorum in charge of a Summer Ward Party?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"> Let me tell ya!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">You get a 100 foot Slip N' Slide on a gigantic downhill slab of grass.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Large quantities of kids.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">And several Dad's who are kids at heart..</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Charlee Boo with Bro. Tueller. He would toss the kids on his back, take off running and launch himself down the slide. You can tell by the look on their faces they are having a fabulous time.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cooper with Bro. Tueller. Really, he had to be exhausted when he left. The kids just wouldn't leave him alone. It was super cute watching them get so excited and have so much fun.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But who says it has to be the kids and dads who have all the fun.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Oh yeah, that's Kellie riding on her honey Shan's back. I seriously couldn't stop laughing at these two.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cooper thought it would be fun to start a water war. With Kellie. He snuck up behind her and dumped a 5 gallon bucket on her. I've never seen him take off so fast in his life - and with a smile of complete satisfaction. Not to long after, all the boys thought it would be fun to attack Kellie with buckets of water. I personally think they think she's cute - they wanted her attention!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Charlee playing on the park with her little friends from church.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cooper relaxing in the shade after plenty of sun.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You can't have a summer park party without Popsicles. I lost track of how many this kid ate. It seems like there was a never ending stash of those freakin' things. Every time I turned around he had a different color, enjoying every second of it too.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Just a little snap shot of my Griffie. I think this child would live outside if I let him.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Oh my gosh - he's just to cute.</div><div align="center"></div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-365993807438809732011-05-24T21:22:00.000-07:002011-05-24T21:22:41.160-07:00Pine Wood Derby 2011<div align="center">The Cub Scouts Annual Pine Wood Derby!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Cooper and The Mario Kart Wii Derby Car</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Check In - Weigh In. Here the pressure begins.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Heat 1 - First Place</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Heat 2 - First Place</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Heat 3- First Place</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The intensity and satisfaction. All his hard work is paying off.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Overall - He didn't win. So close though.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Coop - you did AWeSoMe. We are so lucky to have such an amazing kid. He congratulated the winners, encouraged those who's cars didn't move so quickly, offered help to the den leaders, and was just oh so happy to be there. I can't believe how quick you are growing up. You will ALWAYS be "My Little Man" even though you are turning into quite the young man. Congratulations on an excellent race!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Seriously, is he not the freakin' cutest kid?</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our Little Bran Muffin. She loved every minute of the race.</div><div align="center"></div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-66205075162632223392011-05-21T21:09:00.000-07:002011-05-21T21:13:04.302-07:00Sharing<div align="center">Do you remember growing up always being told "SHARE!"</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Well, I am constantly trying to teach the same lesson at my house "SHARE!"</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">After days and days of "that's mine" and "he took it away" or "Griffin's not SHARING" and "Scoti drank all the juice" or "Jack took the scooter" I begin to question if my kids are slow learners. Maybe I need to change the word SHARE to SHOOBY or VROOM because really? They don't give a what. I am pretty much talking to myself.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Until I wake up the other morning, stumble into the kitchen and see this</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Griffin and Jack managed to scoot two bar stools over to the counter, climb up with their blankies, sit down and SHARE a box of crackers with each other. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Do you see it? Griffin is handing Jack a cracker! They are SHARING.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Griffin is leaning over making sure Jack doesn't need another cracker. He is taking care of his little Cracker Jack (that's our nickname for Jack) They are the best of friends. Griffin loves him so much, he takes care of Jack, teaches him NAUGHTY things, pulls him up the ladder because Jack is just a little bit to small to make it. Griffin will not go ANYWHERE without his Jack. Man, I am so lucky to have these little boys.</div><br />
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</div><div align="center">Don't let this kid fool you with his sweet little innocent half smile...he is full on NAUGHTY!<br />
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Kinda like how he shouldn't have been in the pantry getting the crackers??! And climbing on the stools??! Oh yeah, and eating crackers before breakfast!?!<br />
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But, we are learning to <span style="font-size: large;">SHARE! WEEHAA!!</span></div><div align="center"></div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-40856882543827955052011-04-10T17:02:00.000-07:002011-04-10T17:06:14.929-07:00Cupcakes & More Cupcakes<div style="text-align: center;">I know, I know. I posted this on my craft blog and facebook, but this is my own little online journal of sorts. I have to update and keep track of the going on of one's life. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Along time ago, my older sister and I dreamed about having our own event planning business - weddings, parties, catering. The whole shebang. We even thought at one time of opening up a bakery and baking all day. I mean really, how sweet would that be? Baking yummy treats and pastries all day?! Can you say YUM?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, after years of talking and dreaming I thought "Why not?" I can bake. I can kind of cook. And yes, I think there is a HUGE difference. One thing I knew I was good at and I had a talent for was making a divine tasting cupcake look so desirable you had to take a bite. I know that my Heavenly Father gave me this talent and I needed to put it to use. Each and every one of us is passionately great at something. We have been blessed with the ability and have only been asked to develop it, learn from it, and grow from it. Sounds kind of silly to think I would be saying I have been blessed with a talent of baking a cupcake. I mean really!? Can't we all make a cupcake? Truth be told... I can't bake bread to save my life. Those who can bake delicious bread have talent in my book.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, here I am. Baking. Creating. Building.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I built the cupcake "tree" to fit into the bride's wedding theme. The cake was dark chocolate with coconut butter cream. Fresh orchids adorned the cake matching the bride's bouquet. The four cupcake flavors were: Chocolate Key Lime, Chocolate Coconut, Chocolate Raspberry and Chocolate Almond - sprinkled with white sugar giving each cupcake a touch of sparkle.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was all so comfortable - like I belonged in this little world and I had my own perfect little spot.</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-3157639700116639482011-04-02T12:27:00.000-07:002011-04-04T13:14:25.679-07:00Day at the ParkA few weeks ago we headed up to the park with the Worthington's. The kids rode on the four wheeler, played on the slides, drove around the pink Jeep, had some lunch, and enjoyed spending time with great friends in the beautiful weather. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Photography compliments of Wendy Winget and Holly Worthington</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-24077489701371304102011-03-25T15:40:00.000-07:002011-03-25T18:19:07.748-07:00The Wedding....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Many of you have heard me talking about "The Wedding!" I had the opportunity to plan a wedding with a few friends. I will spare you all the boring details and just share the gorgeous pictures. The theme was "Music in the Park."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSrpFdzYEX6te7mdUstb6bhRCKAVxA0GRBeXNUs4FVaxTclvdYhZfWG_MtNGzfmr2jBVzCqzAlfgV7bO9Y7aWHc1Hi56x03E1huB-lJ85u5_p18PjbFdqbjpcJcDW-t5tKT15MNKM8H9FV/s1600/wedding1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="192" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSrpFdzYEX6te7mdUstb6bhRCKAVxA0GRBeXNUs4FVaxTclvdYhZfWG_MtNGzfmr2jBVzCqzAlfgV7bO9Y7aWHc1Hi56x03E1huB-lJ85u5_p18PjbFdqbjpcJcDW-t5tKT15MNKM8H9FV/s320/wedding1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Everything turned out beautiful. If you want to see more pictures, check out my craft blog! Thanks to Wendy Winget (Holly's sweet momma) for taking theses amazing pictures! </div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-40690238860560467072011-02-13T19:40:00.000-08:002011-02-13T19:40:16.042-08:00I'm Quite The Slacker...I have decided it is very hard to manage this blog. I have come to the conclusion that my life HAPPENS and that is why I cannot keep this darn thing updated. There are so many things going on everyday, this blog is the last thing on my mind! I need to be more mindful because I have tried to keep this as our family journal. But for now...I have WAY to much going on and that is all I have to say! So there!Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-81267283223708375542011-01-02T15:33:00.000-08:002011-01-02T15:33:34.455-08:00Christmas 2010<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Merry Christmas!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2010</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why does it always seem like we wait forever for the HOLIDAY season to get here, then once it's here, it's OVER? Just. Like. That. Even thought the season comes and goes so quick, I still love it, enjoy it, miss it, and wait for it to come around again.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This year our family did a little something different. Around Thanksgiving we sat the kids down for a Family Home Evening. During our lesson we talked about the real reason we celebrate Christmas. The birth of Christ was much different than a the birth of a child today. For Christ was born in a manger, not a hospital. Mary and Joseph delivered the Christ child alone - no doctor, no nurse. Baby Jesus was a gift to the world. A gift like no other, for He would bring peace, joy, and eternal life to this earth.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We then proceeded to tell of the Three Wise Men who traveled for many years to find the Christ child. They had THREE gifts to give Him. Frankincense, Myhhr, and Gold. Baby Jesus did not receive these gifts at birth. It was many years later the Three Kings found him, then did Jesus receive them. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This year, we did the same. Each child was to receive THREE gifts. And ONE gift from Santa - because the fun and excitement that Santa brings should be enjoyed by all children!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I know many of you have heard of this idea, and I was told about it from a great friend! Thanks Tara! I do have to say, our Christmas was much smaller this year but much more meaningful. I truly feel my children had a new respect for Christmas. They were even more excited this year than in years past because they had to really THINK and PONDER what they wanted. Since they only got three gifts, they knew they needed to put what they really wanted and needed on their list. Not just every toy they saw on T.V. that looked like fun. Without a doubt this will become a tradition for the McRae Family!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Christmas Morning. Growing up in my family, all the kids would sleep in ONE room Christmas Eve. My kids have taken on the tradition without any encouragement from me. I guess it's a known thing with kids....they all LOVE each other a little more during Christmas! See!? Can you just feel the LOVE! Aren't the so stinkin' cute!?</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All Charlee wanted was MAKEUP and NAIL STUFF! She makes me slightly nervous. What six year old doesn't want toys, or dolls? My daughter. She wants big girl stuff!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cooper! I LOVE this kid! I told Santa PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE. No more video or computer games. Cooper needs something else to do with his time!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Santa brought Griffin a BIG WHEEL TRIKE! I think I had more fun with this than Griffin did! He is now catching on that this toy is pretty freakin' awesome!</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope each one of you enjoyed your Holiday Season as much as we did. I hope you all felt the Spirit of Christ in your hearts and homes. This time of year brings such joy and happiness, may we carry it with us throughout the NEW YEAR!</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-41940512945619169462010-12-27T18:15:00.000-08:002010-12-27T18:15:44.443-08:00What Every Girl Wants For Christmas!<div align="center">Yeah, I know you're jealous! </div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Griffin Turned 2!!</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPUVN91E7oat2oJQIPiRByMV1kSSqNYOMU8g-iJYEMy8I88TyrdF5rWJODKdv01yIWDHFLB6Y_N1IMRZjROpuhv6EKvjVAjUjMrCAaiGbs_fLo6tL-46Yi-eqyc3R0UzsndiauhHRiqUIC/s1600/DSCN1581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPUVN91E7oat2oJQIPiRByMV1kSSqNYOMU8g-iJYEMy8I88TyrdF5rWJODKdv01yIWDHFLB6Y_N1IMRZjROpuhv6EKvjVAjUjMrCAaiGbs_fLo6tL-46Yi-eqyc3R0UzsndiauhHRiqUIC/s200/DSCN1581.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We celebrated Griffin, Jackson and Brody's SECOND birthday all together. We had a beach party theme and it turned out fabulous!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Meet Molly, Our Newest Addition!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This girl turned SIX! Can you believe my little girl is growing up so quick? She is turning into quite the little lady too!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Charlee's Birthday Party</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">CUPCAKES & ICE CREAM!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">I seriously think it is the cutest birthday party ever! I am going to post her party on my craft blog, I have so many more FUN pictures!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">And then there's this....</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Need I say more? Sorry Anne, I just had to post this picture...not a day you want to remember I am sure?!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">This Molly dog is getting bigger, and she loves to take her daily nap in the basket on the jogging stroller. All I have to say is she had better not chew this up or she's gonna need to find a new home.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This cute kid, Mr. Cooper, turned NINE! Can you believe I am old enough to have a NINE year old? Man, I am getting up there....</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">My candy corn wreath was featured on UCreate...the Oprah of craft blogs! You can't even imagine the perma grin that was on my face the ENTIRE day! I was so happy!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">And, I started this. I can't believe I actually did something so crazy! It has been so fun and rewarding! I have loved seeing the smiles a cupcake can bring to others faces!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-41166280762763195502010-10-19T19:04:00.000-07:002010-10-19T19:04:29.360-07:00Griffin, Jackson & BrodyI have this really cute friend Kesha and she took the little boys' TWO year old pictures for us last week. Can you believe these little stinkers are already TWO? I can't... but they are! These little boys are best little buds. They all have different personalities but love each other so much! Just thought I would share some of the cuteness with you...<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I don't think they really knew what was going on here...they all look a little confused!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Griffin, he's my little lover boy.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love this kid!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I know he's thinking..."Hum, how far can I throw this rock that's in my left hand?"</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Love those big brown eyes!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Once again, my lover boy!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Little Jack, he is so stinkin' sweet!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I think he started to panic a little...his head being stuck and all...</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is Brody pouting, he lays down on the ground. At least he isn't kickin' and screamin!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jack kept trying to hide from the camera, this is a little peek!</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5322436544617345543.post-43182196482847386582010-10-12T08:09:00.000-07:002010-10-12T08:09:54.223-07:00The Phantom of the Opera by Conner<div style="text-align: center;">I have the CUTEST nephew on the planet! It truly makes me sad they don't live here close to me anymore because I love this little kid so much. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> A few weeks ago my brother Jesse and his family were here to visit. We were sitting on the couch when Jesse said "Conner, sing the Phantom of the Opera for Aunt Boo!" Conner bursts out into song and let me tell you, it isn't just little kid singing that's cutesy. This kid can SING! I laughed so hard I almost cried...not because it is bad, but because he is amazingly good and he is so flippin cute I couldn't help but laugh, in a GOOD way!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, guess what? They are here again this week! Yippeee!!! And, I was prepared this time. I broke out the video camera and captured Conners talent! Check him out!</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I couldn't get him to be too serious because he had an audience of cousins. But, still this kid can sing! I love how he sings his name and then his great big beautiful smile when he is finished! </div><div style="text-align: center;">I LOVE THIS KID!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">p.s. please don't mind that all the kids are partially undressed...not sure why exactly!!</div>Julie the Cupcake Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09326314387085015746noreply@blogger.com1