<?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-1647755123641121104</id><updated>2011-12-27T21:37:14.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-9189694672181671291</id><published>2011-09-11T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T18:41:05.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooklyn Emma Kovac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Wow- over a year since the last post...What better way to start again than introducing you all to our newest addition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdlirL3tntI/TmzX6qtdAsI/AAAAAAAAA1U/NieMoofn-LI/s1600/brooklyn%2B%252819%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="426" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651129035340448450" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdlirL3tntI/TmzX6qtdAsI/AAAAAAAAA1U/NieMoofn-LI/s640/brooklyn%2B%252819%2529.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Life has been a wild ride since coming to Detroit, Michigan.  At this time, Kylin is in the middle of his three month orthopedic trauma rotation at the level one trauma center in downtown Detroit.  To say he is busy and never around would be an understatement!  At that, trying to plan when this baby would come required lots of guessing and assuming on my part...good thing I was wrong all together. My other three children have all come before 38 wks- so of course number four would be even earlier because it is number four..wrong!  She was very comfortable and not wanting to grace us with her presence until 39 wks.  I had family here from 37 weeks on just in case and I am so grateful for that.  With Kylin gone it was a stressful thought to go into labor and have to find someone to take the kids and someone else to take me to the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After only progressing to about a 2 1/2 or so at my 38 wk appointment, we decided to go ahead and schedule the c-section instead of waiting to attempt a v-bac.  I knew Kylin was wasn't scheduled for call on Mon. Aug 22, so we set the date for 5:30 am.  Upon arriving at the hospital I asked the on call Dr. to check me to see if I had progressed any more over the previous few days before they prepped me for surgery.  To my excitement, i was a 3+ which doesn't seem like much, but with that, positioning and effacement he felt it was good enough to classify as early progressive labor and was willing to induce labor.  He called my Dr. who was on board as well and gave orders to begin labor.  They took me to my room, hooked me up and started the pit drip at the lowest level possible due to possibilities of uteran rupture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My nurse Erin was heaven sent, I knew her from all of my OB visits as she works at Dr. Goldstein's office as well.  She made the day go by so fast!  With the pit drip, my body naturally kicked in and the contractions came long and hard.  Around 11:00 I got the epidural but still wasn't past a 4 because she was posterior.  Erin was positive that she knew a position to get the baby turned- so on my knees I went facing the back of my bed which was now at a 90 degree angle.  While holding on to the back of the bed I was supposed to shake my bum especially during contractions.  Silly I know- Kylin and her made it quite a humorous event- all we needed was some music to turn it into a serious party :)  After about 20 min or so she helped me lay back down and had me tilt from side to side after every 20 min.  It was now about 1:30 or so and she left us for a few minutes to see if all that shaking worked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Did it ever...within about 10 min or so I started feeling really heavy pressure.  She came back in and I actually asked her to up the epidural if possible (I didn't feel like being tough!), when she told me it was just the baby descending and was a really good sign that I was feeling it. At that point I was at an 8. She walked out for another few minutes (maybe 30 or so) and when she came back She walked in and was a little nervous to see my knuckles white gripping the hospital bed.  She ran over to check me and saw the baby's head crowned and coming.  She told me to try and sit tight for a min while we located the Dr. (who was a few floors away) who came running at the call.  By the time the Dr. arrived, they didn't even have time to break the bed down before I was pushing (whether ready or not, she was coming).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So, 5 glorious minutes of pushing, and Brooklyn was out at 2:40 pm.  I have to say, even though it was only five min., there was one point where the pain was so great I thought to myself- "I should have just done the c-section!"  Then I looked up at Kylin and saw his eyes big and wide watching in amazement and said, "the head just keeps coming!"  I knew the earlier pregnancy predictions were right by that point and this was a big baby!  As soon as she was out they placed her on my stomach and I saw her for the first time...Although she was beautiful and the emotions of that moment are indescribable- I noticed her rolls under the chin, on her legs and under her arms!!!  the nurse placed her on the scale which continued to rise for a long time and finally decided to stop at 9 lbs 4 oz.  That is 2 1/2 pounds bigger than any of my others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oTXsbvVRMKk/Tmzm1QV8AXI/AAAAAAAAA10/ikxu-6qQvOk/s1600/CIMG6548.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651145435037565298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oTXsbvVRMKk/Tmzm1QV8AXI/AAAAAAAAA10/ikxu-6qQvOk/s320/CIMG6548.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHMxWHk8TwI/Tmzm0hcmIuI/AAAAAAAAA1k/6GWmhBaidqU/s1600/CIMG6433.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651145422449025762" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHMxWHk8TwI/Tmzm0hcmIuI/AAAAAAAAA1k/6GWmhBaidqU/s320/CIMG6433.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0OFPuSe5Gw/Tmzm1A9suBI/AAAAAAAAA1s/PciQaEcfLHw/s1600/CIMG6460.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651145430909368338" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0OFPuSe5Gw/Tmzm1A9suBI/AAAAAAAAA1s/PciQaEcfLHw/s320/CIMG6460.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She is precious, beautiful and so sweet!  She takes all the love that her siblings offer 'patiently'!  We left the hospital 24 hours later and have been adjusting to the life with a newborn again ever since!  And life couldn't be better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEjrc9ysSOE/TnAGBQtTKkI/AAAAAAAAA14/u0XWH86nSc0/s1600/slide.001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="488" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEjrc9ysSOE/TnAGBQtTKkI/AAAAAAAAA14/u0XWH86nSc0/s640/slide.001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-9189694672181671291?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9189694672181671291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=9189694672181671291' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/9189694672181671291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/9189694672181671291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/brooklyn-emma-kovac.html' title='Brooklyn Emma Kovac'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdlirL3tntI/TmzX6qtdAsI/AAAAAAAAA1U/NieMoofn-LI/s72-c/brooklyn%2B%252819%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-1681211389893116425</id><published>2010-08-09T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T14:27:23.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Submarine"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As soon as we arrived in Michigan and began our exploration we knew that the beaches and lakes would be a huge part of our next three year adventure here.  When Kylin and I told him regardless  of our financial situation while raising our family- I wanted a boat.  Although a canoe was not exactly the type of boat I had in mind...it is a start nonetheless. It may be a slow and gradual progression to our ski boat we hope to have later in life, but as for "Submarine"  we are suited perfectly for the time being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TGAH8Dp_sKI/AAAAAAAAAzE/gTDDXiW_ewQ/s1600/slide.001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="483" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503407473001738402" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TGAH8Dp_sKI/AAAAAAAAAzE/gTDDXiW_ewQ/s640/slide.001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Why a canoe?  Some friends of our have one and were talking about how fun it was to go out with the family.  Kylin's eyes looked like a child's in a candy store as they were telling stories about their outings.  Kylin had a Birthday, Father's day and Medical School graduation coming up, all in the same week- so I knew a canoe would be the perfect gift!  The best part about it is that it is a gift that continually gives.  Before he started his residency we were able to go to the lake nearly every day that weather permitted- and even some where the weather wasn't cooperating so well!  Even with his busy schedule we manage to make it to the lake about once a week to take the canoe out, fish, swim and play in the sand.  What better way to make lasting memories, spend quality time as a family and pass these lazy summer days by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name "submarine" was created by Koleson.  His first time in the canoe he was terrified as we had just come back from our trip to Disneyland. we couldn't figure out why he kept panicking and telling us not to go under.  Once we finished the first half of our canoe trip and began paddling back he reassured himself that it wasn't yellow so it won't go under "Right?" he asked.  It was only then that I racked my brain and remembered the sweet Little Nemo Submarine ride at Disneyland that does in fact go under water.  Once we cleared that issue- the kids favorite pastime quickly became riding in the canoe and dangling their fingers over the edge to see who can catch the biggest seaweed, spot the biggest fish, cast their rod the furthest and help us row the fastest!  Now we have our own canoe tales to tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-1681211389893116425?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1681211389893116425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=1681211389893116425' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1681211389893116425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1681211389893116425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/submarine.html' title='&quot;Submarine&quot;'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TGAH8Dp_sKI/AAAAAAAAAzE/gTDDXiW_ewQ/s72-c/slide.001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-1021665143150382534</id><published>2010-08-09T06:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T07:41:06.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Lakes Crossing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know that we will ever find a mall that tops the Jordan Creek Mall in Iowa as far as play structures go- but I found a close second here in Michigan  It has tons of huge soft food pieces for the kids to climb and jump all over.  The best part really is the shopping! It is like a little Mall of America.  The Children's Place in this mall is like none I have ever seen before.  It is so big it even has its own shoe section and outdoor entrance!  Can you imagine about fifteen times the regular store size!  I Love it, the kids love it which makes for an unusually pleasant shopping experience!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TGATO62nI-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/hhX2W9cs7X8/s1600/slide.001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TGATO62nI-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/hhX2W9cs7X8/s400/slide.001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503419891684156386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-1021665143150382534?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1021665143150382534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=1021665143150382534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1021665143150382534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1021665143150382534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/great-lakes-crossing.html' title='Great Lakes Crossing'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TGATO62nI-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/hhX2W9cs7X8/s72-c/slide.001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-6072042967954802667</id><published>2010-08-09T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T07:55:19.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmers Market</title><content type='html'>Nothing like homegrown goods, friends and laughter!  We set out this on Saturday to the Downtown Detroit Farmers Market.  Besides sticking out like a sore thumb with three families  with eight kids in total, four strollers and all toe heads...we had a great time buying local goods and sampling delicious creations!  Aferwards we went to one of the oldest Koney Islands in town- I won't say it was the best food I have ever had because I for one am not a huge hot dog fan, and just because it is smothered in chili and onions doesn't make the disguised out come any better.  But it is a Detroit thing...and all about the experience!  So, in that case- I had the best Koney dog ever!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TGAWlzUay3I/AAAAAAAAAzc/w54g8h2ltuQ/s1600/slide.001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TGAWlzUay3I/AAAAAAAAAzc/w54g8h2ltuQ/s400/slide.001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503423583333567346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice Jocelyn's hands full of food...she just can't get enough!&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/1647755123641121104-6072042967954802667?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6072042967954802667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=6072042967954802667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/6072042967954802667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/6072042967954802667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/farmers-market.html' title='Farmers Market'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TGAWlzUay3I/AAAAAAAAAzc/w54g8h2ltuQ/s72-c/slide.001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-1932860125872988996</id><published>2010-07-27T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T12:53:45.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess now is a good enough time as any to bring this blog back to life!  It was sort of one of those things easiest to put on the back burner while life took on us a great ride.  I got so far behind that it felt overwhelming to try to catch up...ever have one of those thoughts?  Anyway, you will most likely see some 'oldies but goodies' posts over the next little bit as s much has happened with our little family over the last few months! But to revive the blog, here are a few things we were up to last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE82c_nln8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/NtNnmOv9TUI/s1600/CIMG5157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE82c_nln8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/NtNnmOv9TUI/s200/CIMG5157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498673541784379330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE82ca3ROgI/AAAAAAAAAxU/bTchkFAOlcs/s1600/CIMG5154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE82ca3ROgI/AAAAAAAAAxU/bTchkFAOlcs/s200/CIMG5154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498673531918039554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little town of Birmingham hosts a band in the park every Wednesday night!  We went with some good friends, the Wilhelm family, sat back and enjoyed an older band re-live their glory days!  They were actually very entertaining and put on a good show for us.  The kids loved dancing and rolling down the hill.  Jocelyn loves anything that goes in her mouth- so the free popcorn was a huge hit that kept her occupied for a while...like father like daughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE82cKE0jOI/AAAAAAAAAxM/6Lva7x72bHQ/s1600/CIMG5152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE82cKE0jOI/AAAAAAAAAxM/6Lva7x72bHQ/s200/CIMG5152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498673527411477730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE82bYZNmKI/AAAAAAAAAxE/g0_hlcvHMs8/s1600/CIMG5151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE82bYZNmKI/AAAAAAAAAxE/g0_hlcvHMs8/s200/CIMG5151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498673514075232418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE83e4zAXGI/AAAAAAAAAxk/9sji1lNWukA/s1600/CIMG5161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE83e4zAXGI/AAAAAAAAAxk/9sji1lNWukA/s200/CIMG5161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498674673824586850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE83faP-ahI/AAAAAAAAAxs/A2VuLk_w_lY/s1600/CIMG5162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE83faP-ahI/AAAAAAAAAxs/A2VuLk_w_lY/s200/CIMG5162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498674682804464146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the band we let the kids play at the park, but the biggest hit was the turf hill they have with cardboard boxes laying all around.  It took only one time of watching for Koleson to see how it was done- and off he went, bum, belly and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE83gc6WdpI/AAAAAAAAAx8/05uIKrvbSEA/s1600/CIMG5168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE83gc6WdpI/AAAAAAAAAx8/05uIKrvbSEA/s200/CIMG5168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498674700698941074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE83gCUvu2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/DvlHTtX3WBk/s1600/CIMG5165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE83gCUvu2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/DvlHTtX3WBk/s200/CIMG5165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498674693561891682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday to celebrate Pioneer Day, the stake hosts an annual BBQ at Belle Isle in downtown Detroit right off the river.  It is a pretty place, and I am sure back in the day was a hot spot.  It is a little run down these days and smewhat abandoned looking...but fun nonetheless.  Kylin has always wanted to get into fishing, so when Koleson insisted on a fishing rod for his birthday, I found it to be the perfect opportunity to get both boys a rod and send them on their way.  Thanks to our friend Tyler, he took us out before the BBQ and gave us the 101 to fishing!  Koleson casted and caught three fish all by himself- then Kylin jumped in to be in the picture (or take the credit :) for the catch)!  They were just little rainbow fish so we let them go but it was sure fun!  I on the other hand, I couldn't catch a thing. I remember as a little kid fishing as a family and my dad would reassure us that there were many bites but they got away- I spent the day reassuring myself that I did in fact have many bites...and yes they got away...with my worm most of the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84EIAw9aI/AAAAAAAAAyM/tnUyhoKbGHQ/s1600/CIMG5172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84EIAw9aI/AAAAAAAAAyM/tnUyhoKbGHQ/s200/CIMG5172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498675313563989410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84EpKPlEI/AAAAAAAAAyU/rM4xf7Wz9TA/s1600/CIMG5176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84EpKPlEI/AAAAAAAAAyU/rM4xf7Wz9TA/s200/CIMG5176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498675322462114882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84p-JRNaI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Lh3QTOvd554/s1600/CIMG5186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84p-JRNaI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Lh3QTOvd554/s200/CIMG5186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498675963750331810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84o-A5psI/AAAAAAAAAys/56HSnGCQpRg/s1600/CIMG5183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84o-A5psI/AAAAAAAAAys/56HSnGCQpRg/s200/CIMG5183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498675946535364290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any pictures of the BBQ as it was a down pour for most of it as we all tried to hurry and eat under our umbrellas.  All in all, it was a fun and rainy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84FF9dPnI/AAAAAAAAAyc/KhSRJiokg8s/s1600/CIMG5180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84FF9dPnI/AAAAAAAAAyc/KhSRJiokg8s/s200/CIMG5180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498675330193112690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84q1rggdI/AAAAAAAAAy8/np1FpY0qTvg/s1600/CIMG5190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84q1rggdI/AAAAAAAAAy8/np1FpY0qTvg/s200/CIMG5190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498675978657890770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84n9eNwUI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xu9ImwIhfYg/s1600/CIMG5181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE84n9eNwUI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xu9ImwIhfYg/s200/CIMG5181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498675929210011970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-1932860125872988996?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1932860125872988996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=1932860125872988996' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1932860125872988996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1932860125872988996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/forgotten.html' title='Forgotten'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/TE82c_nln8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/NtNnmOv9TUI/s72-c/CIMG5157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-4910046970124096433</id><published>2009-11-24T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T07:37:33.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday Blog About Laurie!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwtdZUZA6fI/AAAAAAAAAwM/iFhqmqekOww/s1600/Laurie+-+Straight+Hari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407518467140151794" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwtdZUZA6fI/AAAAAAAAAwM/iFhqmqekOww/s320/Laurie+-+Straight+Hari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Laurie!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This is Kylin, and I just thought that I would take this chance to wish Laurie a happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;. I figured since we are still over 2000 miles apart from each other this would be a good place to express my love and appreciation for the women of my dreams! We have been apart now for&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;8 Months&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and it has been the hardest thing that we have ever done. I can't believe what a strong person Laurie has been through all of this. I was thinking the other day about those early pioneer women who had to raise their families alone as their husbands served missions and built the kingdom. Let me just say that Laurie would rival them all! In the last 8 months she has moved west to Utah while 7 months pregnant towing 2 kids along (although we did have a budget truck instead of a handcart!), given birth to a new baby, only to see her husband leave her side again four days later not to return for another 6 months. She so skillfully and single-handedly raises our 3 kids, who are 3 years and under, without ever getting a break. She finds time to serve others around her, be a good missionary, teach our children the gospel and provide a place where the spirit can dwell in our home, all while being&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Fabulously Frugal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!! She is an inspiration to me every day and she completes me. She truly does complement my weakness and she fills in my many gaps and shortcomings that I have. I know that I have not expressed my love to her enough, so I just want her and everyone else to know how blessed I feel to have her in my life. I was reading in my journal the other day of the circumstances surrounding the first time that I met Laurie. I know that it is nothing short of the divine hand of God that we are together, and I truly thank him in my prayers every night for leading me to her. My life has been so empty without her by my side these past months. I am just so excited to be able to finally make it home this coming weekend and be together again!! I love you so much Laurie. Happy Birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kylin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-4910046970124096433?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4910046970124096433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=4910046970124096433' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4910046970124096433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4910046970124096433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-blog-about-laurie.html' title='A Birthday Blog About Laurie!!'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwtdZUZA6fI/AAAAAAAAAwM/iFhqmqekOww/s72-c/Laurie+-+Straight+Hari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-234729883096675282</id><published>2009-11-04T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:47:38.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Newest US Citizen</title><content type='html'>Kylin was able to come home for a few day break in the Allentown program in order to take oath and be sworn in as a United States Citizen.  Yep!  you heard me right...he is no longer an alien with a green card- he is now a citizen with a certificate!  Congratulations Kylin!  The ceremony was actually very touching.  There were 105 candidates receiving citizenship on this day and many of them have been striving to achieve this their entire lives!  After they denounced any allegiance to their own country and took the US oath, they passed the microphone around and allowed people to share their stories.  Some fled their countries for safety and others came in search of a better life.  Altogether the message was clear, how grateful we are to be Americans and to have the privilege of being born into a land of freedom, a land of faith, a land of blessings and endless opportunities!  We truly are proud to now 'ALL' be Americans!  Kylin's story wasn't emotional like so many others who were there.  He has lived more of his life in the US than he has in Canada, and Canada is also an amazing place with many possibilities...not for us though...7 months of winter is way too many for me to handle! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwR3QIRRqHI/AAAAAAAAAv4/SGB_wJ4M5uw/s1600/CIMG4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwR3QIRRqHI/AAAAAAAAAv4/SGB_wJ4M5uw/s200/CIMG4127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405576571732994162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwR3QtMhAiI/AAAAAAAAAwA/GjIyd8OEed0/s1600/CIMG4136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwR3QtMhAiI/AAAAAAAAAwA/GjIyd8OEed0/s200/CIMG4136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405576581645140514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-234729883096675282?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/234729883096675282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=234729883096675282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/234729883096675282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/234729883096675282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-newest-us-citizen.html' title='Our Newest US Citizen'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwR3QIRRqHI/AAAAAAAAAv4/SGB_wJ4M5uw/s72-c/CIMG4127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-1563176197896313073</id><published>2009-10-15T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:24:14.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMYOT8CfwI/AAAAAAAAAuo/fRgG8Q6ECGw/s1600/CIMG4048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMYOT8CfwI/AAAAAAAAAuo/fRgG8Q6ECGw/s200/CIMG4048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405190611924057858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was the time of year I was really looking forward to when we decided to come back to Utah for the year. I miss all the farm happenings in Iowa- but how can you top these beautiful mountains and the colors autumn brings!  Today I decided to take the kids in the mountains for a picnic lunch and a nature walk for different colored leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMbWbd8wXI/AAAAAAAAAuw/CYdPojlWjcs/s1600/CIMG4064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMbWbd8wXI/AAAAAAAAAuw/CYdPojlWjcs/s200/CIMG4064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405194049919172978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMbXEz87EI/AAAAAAAAAu4/GFpTe4fLRmg/s1600/CIMG4068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMbXEz87EI/AAAAAAAAAu4/GFpTe4fLRmg/s200/CIMG4068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405194061017312322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun!  They stashed their bags with every possible shape and color (some bugs decided to hitch-hike their way into the bags also!)  We came home and placed all the colors we found on a large piece of paper and hung it up on the back kitchen wall.  They are so proud of their masterpieces!  I am too- they did a great job leaf hunting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMbXnahLAI/AAAAAAAAAvA/yWZDF6LiChw/s1600/CIMG4075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMbXnahLAI/AAAAAAAAAvA/yWZDF6LiChw/s200/CIMG4075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405194070305876994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-1563176197896313073?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1563176197896313073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=1563176197896313073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1563176197896313073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1563176197896313073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMYOT8CfwI/AAAAAAAAAuo/fRgG8Q6ECGw/s72-c/CIMG4048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-851035633728398333</id><published>2009-09-22T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T13:21:32.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jocelyn at 4 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMSpx1mgfI/AAAAAAAAAtw/0ZgdusIvE8Q/s1600/CIMG4022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMSpx1mgfI/AAAAAAAAAtw/0ZgdusIvE8Q/s200/CIMG4022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405184486736822770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes I feel as though Jocelyn's life is not documented as well as the other two, partly because of the situation of life right now and partly because the other two keep me so busy!  neither of those are good enough excuses...so here she is at four months old.  She is starting to really show her personality and  is also not as demanding!  Her reflux is under control, and she is healthy and happy in every way!  She loves to be around Koleson and Allyssum, but especially Koleson!  He can always make her happy, and is the only one that can get her to laugh hysterically!  I think sometimes Allyssum doesn't know when smothering is too much- but they all are having fun with her.  At four months she started sitting up on her own, leaning forward a bit but keeping her balance in the process.  She loves to talk, coo and hold her feet.  She recently started grabbing for objects and getting them so close she has to go cross-eyed to see them.  My favorite trait about her at this point is the spirit of peace she brings into the home.  She is always smiling and loves to make eye contact with others so she can share her huge dimples smile!  We love her so much are are so blessed to have her in our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMSrX2_m_I/AAAAAAAAAuI/uE93mJLDeLE/s1600/CIMG3934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMSrX2_m_I/AAAAAAAAAuI/uE93mJLDeLE/s200/CIMG3934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405184514123078642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMSq8NKENI/AAAAAAAAAuA/oqOox0QJR48/s1600/CIMG3975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMSq8NKENI/AAAAAAAAAuA/oqOox0QJR48/s200/CIMG3975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405184506699845842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMSqi8U-nI/AAAAAAAAAt4/NLQeHg6YTRw/s1600/CIMG3989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMSqi8U-nI/AAAAAAAAAt4/NLQeHg6YTRw/s200/CIMG3989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405184499918371442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMSplK2OfI/AAAAAAAAAto/7wZXbARizFs/s1600/CIMG4078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMSplK2OfI/AAAAAAAAAto/7wZXbARizFs/s200/CIMG4078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405184483336272370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-851035633728398333?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/851035633728398333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=851035633728398333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/851035633728398333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/851035633728398333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/jocelyn-at-4-months.html' title='Jocelyn at 4 Months'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMSpx1mgfI/AAAAAAAAAtw/0ZgdusIvE8Q/s72-c/CIMG4022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-916782091662099788</id><published>2009-09-18T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:22:02.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend with Kylin</title><content type='html'>Kylin had to book a last minute flight to Utah as he has been working through the process the last couple of months to become a US citizen...He is only an Alien with a green card now!!! :)  This time it was to take the test where he has to be able to say a sentence in English, write a sentence in English and read a sentence in English.  Gee- we were really nervous about that part...It actually was a joke.  He arrived and the guy sat and talked to him for awhile, learned about his current situation and for some reason decided to let him forgo the 100 question test.  Kylin must really speak English well!- or the fact that he will soon be graduating med school might play a part!  Congratulations babe for passing!  Now we just have the swearing in ceremony until he will be an official US Citizen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a very short trip, but we made the most of it.  Friday night we went out with my parents and Jake and Kayla and had a blast.  It has been a long time since I have laughed so hard my cheeks hurt like crazy...what else would you expect in happy town at none other than Trafalga.  We played a game of mini-golf which I won- yeah! )With a few cheating strokes, SHHH!)  Might I had the excitement on the 13th hole when we encountered a mouse that Jake chased and brutally beat with his club to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwRj-JuI4bI/AAAAAAAAAvY/vkRjQxLBjD0/s1600/P1010078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwRj-JuI4bI/AAAAAAAAAvY/vkRjQxLBjD0/s200/P1010078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405555372163916210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwRj9pmYimI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/WXCUZTQypc4/s1600/P1010076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwRj9pmYimI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/WXCUZTQypc4/s200/P1010076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405555363541453410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we headed to the go-karts!  I love go karts and am not to shabby of a driver if crazy is what you are looking for!  We only got stuck or flipped around a few times- but had a blast!  We ended the night with dippn' dots before heading home to Koleson and Allyssum!  Thanks guys for a wonderful night!  It was fun to get out and feel young again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwRj_MpU36I/AAAAAAAAAvw/ba11s7v0ai0/s1600/P1010138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwRj_MpU36I/AAAAAAAAAvw/ba11s7v0ai0/s200/P1010138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405555390128906146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwRj-w5zGEI/AAAAAAAAAvo/ctUPx1Viifg/s1600/P1010118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwRj-w5zGEI/AAAAAAAAAvo/ctUPx1Viifg/s200/P1010118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405555382681802818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwRj-rBjI2I/AAAAAAAAAvg/cijzJSfzQ5E/s1600/P1010107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwRj-rBjI2I/AAAAAAAAAvg/cijzJSfzQ5E/s200/P1010107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405555381103698786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Saturday was Governor's Day.  Jake is in the National Guard- so we all went to watch the National Guard parade where they all march into the Rice Eccles Stadium, salute the governor, listen to his speech and march out in a nutshell. They had three helicopters and two jets fly overhead as well!  It really was neat to see, another one of those moments where you truly do feel proud to be an American!  After the ceremony, they had helicopters, trucks and tanks for the kids to get in and climb around, free ice cream and inflatables!  We called off the visit to the Utah State Fair because the kids had so much fun, they were completely worn out!  Thanks Jake for giving your time  to our Country and allowing us to continue to live in peace and freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMMW7LiskI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/hEQ1-whZ1K8/s1600/CIMG3945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMMW7LiskI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/hEQ1-whZ1K8/s200/CIMG3945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177565757485634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMMXw3_LZI/AAAAAAAAAtg/zLk1TbcG-Zg/s1600/CIMG3960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMMXw3_LZI/AAAAAAAAAtg/zLk1TbcG-Zg/s200/CIMG3960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177580170980754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMMXieimrI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ftEN-wG-Brs/s1600/CIMG3957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMMXieimrI/AAAAAAAAAtY/ftEN-wG-Brs/s200/CIMG3957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405177576306154162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-916782091662099788?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/916782091662099788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=916782091662099788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/916782091662099788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/916782091662099788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/trafalga.html' title='A Weekend with Kylin'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwRj-JuI4bI/AAAAAAAAAvY/vkRjQxLBjD0/s72-c/P1010078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-6834616288108767779</id><published>2009-09-09T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:38:13.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koleson's First Day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>We are sad to see summer gone- long days of riding cars, bikes, swimming, parks, picnics and cousins.  But on the other hand, Koleson was so excited to go back to school and get back into a routine.  His school is only about a mile away- so we frequented it numerous times throughout the summer, doing drive-bys and waving!  When the day finally came, he was so excited!  He spent all of Tuesday night preparing his backpack with all of his favorite toys and cars for school the next day!  We got to school and took a few pictures, he found his name on his locker and we tucked his toy filled backpack in the locker and slammed the door.  We had to wait in line for all the moms to say goodbye to their children.  Many children were crying and many moms shed a few tears a s well!  I was not so sure about how Koleson would do, luckily, all the toys, decorations, books, puzzles, etc. looked enough like a playland that he signed his name in and ran off to the table.  After he sat down he looked up at me, ran back over and gave me a hug saying, "bye mommy, have fun, see ya later!" Then returned to his seat to play with the blocks.  He is getting so big so fast it seems.  But i really do appreciate the hug and know it was for my own benefit- not his!  I got back in the car with Jocelyn and Allyssum and headed off for some much needed errands.  I definitely miss Koleson- but am not going to lie and say that it isn't wonderful to have a few hours a week without three kids to do my shopping, errands and a little more quiet than what we are normally used to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMI61menUI/AAAAAAAAAs4/kXjbMSVxUEI/s1600/CIMG3909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMI61menUI/AAAAAAAAAs4/kXjbMSVxUEI/s200/CIMG3909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405173784688631106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMI7xUnAgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/J32sOvV00xM/s1600/CIMG3917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMI7xUnAgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/J32sOvV00xM/s200/CIMG3917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405173800719811074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMI8_XQzmI/AAAAAAAAAtI/sAVSyrwhn1U/s1600/CIMG3919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMI8_XQzmI/AAAAAAAAAtI/sAVSyrwhn1U/s200/CIMG3919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405173821668904546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-6834616288108767779?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6834616288108767779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=6834616288108767779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/6834616288108767779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/6834616288108767779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/kolesons-first-day-of-preschool.html' title='Koleson&apos;s First Day of Preschool'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SwMI61menUI/AAAAAAAAAs4/kXjbMSVxUEI/s72-c/CIMG3909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-4916437339304297583</id><published>2009-09-03T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:21:48.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Family Visit to Detroit</title><content type='html'>First of all I can not thank Nick and Lisa enough for allowing us to completely bombard their home for 10 days.  It was so much fun, and wonderful to feel like we had a husband and Daddy again.  Life actually felt a little normal with Kylin leaving in the mornings and coming back in the late afternoons to spend time with us. I am sure Nick and Lisa were glad to have some peace and quiet restored to their home once we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ1aH8fFwI/AAAAAAAAApA/L3EUyDf4I74/s1600-h/CIMG3783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ1aH8fFwI/AAAAAAAAApA/L3EUyDf4I74/s200/CIMG3783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392626695492540162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is our family of 5 crammed into three seats for our flight to Detroit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kylin had a few days of light schedules- so we took full advantage of them and toured the town.  Here are a few of the highlights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ1b2zCDUI/AAAAAAAAApY/J1e024IMPjs/s1600-h/CIMG3793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ1b2zCDUI/AAAAAAAAApY/J1e024IMPjs/s200/CIMG3793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392626725249224002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ1bQ0y2OI/AAAAAAAAApQ/CzN3IIB2-WY/s1600-h/CIMG3791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ1bQ0y2OI/AAAAAAAAApQ/CzN3IIB2-WY/s200/CIMG3791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392626715056068834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course one of the first stops we had to make as a family is a Canadian favorite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ1akAslaI/AAAAAAAAApI/-xhRo8Pu5n8/s1600-h/CIMG3790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ1akAslaI/AAAAAAAAApI/-xhRo8Pu5n8/s200/CIMG3790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392626703026394530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The next stop was recovering from jet lag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ8G48eepI/AAAAAAAAAqo/wY1_gdnM3gs/s1600-h/CIMG3844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ8G48eepI/AAAAAAAAAqo/wY1_gdnM3gs/s200/CIMG3844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392634061629848210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ8Fj3r_LI/AAAAAAAAAqY/5wsQ-K6CGzY/s1600-h/CIMG3839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ8Fj3r_LI/AAAAAAAAAqY/5wsQ-K6CGzY/s200/CIMG3839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392634038792748210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ8FPi_n_I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/gNpEeIY1xx0/s1600-h/CIMG3834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ8FPi_n_I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/gNpEeIY1xx0/s200/CIMG3834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392634033337245682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ5RS2FDrI/AAAAAAAAAqI/dB53QSpCucY/s1600-h/CIMG3828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ5RS2FDrI/AAAAAAAAAqI/dB53QSpCucY/s200/CIMG3828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392630941846146738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ5Q1Bv7dI/AAAAAAAAAqA/OxnYzvivf8U/s1600-h/CIMG3821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ5Q1Bv7dI/AAAAAAAAAqA/OxnYzvivf8U/s200/CIMG3821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392630933842030034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;One of he local farms has the tractor rides and a huge apple orchard.  We rode the tactor out to the different types of apples we wanted to pick, filled our bag and rode the tractor back.  There is something about tree fresh apples...we couldn't get the kids to keep them out of their mouths even for a quick picture!  to end the farm experience, we had heard everyone rave about these apple cinnamon donuts.  Oh my,  I am not a huge donut lover but these were amazing beyond description!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ1cnNbiZI/AAAAAAAAApg/y_f1MV80ZlM/s1600-h/CIMG3805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ1cnNbiZI/AAAAAAAAApg/y_f1MV80ZlM/s200/CIMG3805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392626738244848018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ5Pt3QhvI/AAAAAAAAApw/lsVrK2ezaX0/s1600-h/CIMG3812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ5Pt3QhvI/AAAAAAAAApw/lsVrK2ezaX0/s200/CIMG3812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392630914739111666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ5PMEbJuI/AAAAAAAAApo/_V2YaB8wE60/s1600-h/CIMG3807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ5PMEbJuI/AAAAAAAAApo/_V2YaB8wE60/s200/CIMG3807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392630905667528418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ5QNuUHrI/AAAAAAAAAp4/G8xk03OPMlc/s1600-h/CIMG3816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ5QNuUHrI/AAAAAAAAAp4/G8xk03OPMlc/s200/CIMG3816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392630923291532978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;One day we hit the lake, it was too cold to get in the water, so we just built sand castles and played in the sand...until Allyssum thought she would take a plunge- that was quickly regretted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ8HUgZ9hI/AAAAAAAAAqw/oR7lbsElTv0/s1600-h/CIMG3853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ8HUgZ9hI/AAAAAAAAAqw/oR7lbsElTv0/s200/CIMG3853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392634069028304402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaCkKrJNRI/AAAAAAAAAro/Uo9BmgTz1sU/s1600-h/CIMG3871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaCkKrJNRI/AAAAAAAAAro/Uo9BmgTz1sU/s200/CIMG3871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392641161674962194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaACEUB8vI/AAAAAAAAAq4/J1s5hp1_HF4/s1600-h/CIMG3855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaACEUB8vI/AAAAAAAAAq4/J1s5hp1_HF4/s200/CIMG3855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392638376828596978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaCjr0vdiI/AAAAAAAAArg/XquhKO1gGAQ/s1600-h/CIMG3869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaCjr0vdiI/AAAAAAAAArg/XquhKO1gGAQ/s200/CIMG3869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392641153393718818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaAEYI3X1I/AAAAAAAAArY/bC7x5PIFPVQ/s1600-h/CIMG3866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaAEYI3X1I/AAAAAAAAArY/bC7x5PIFPVQ/s200/CIMG3866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392638416510213970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaADc6MKDI/AAAAAAAAArI/SX0CKgSDxDs/s1600-h/CIMG3858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaADc6MKDI/AAAAAAAAArI/SX0CKgSDxDs/s200/CIMG3858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392638400610969650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaAD56sYmI/AAAAAAAAArQ/VtptrNpr9Zo/s1600-h/CIMG3856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaAD56sYmI/AAAAAAAAArQ/VtptrNpr9Zo/s200/CIMG3856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392638408397709922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;We were able to go to the Detroit zoo which was quite large.  Of course it wouldn't be a full zoo experience for Koleson without the train ride!  Only in Detroit would you have a classic train engine made by Chrysler!  It was lots of fun, but tiring for all of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaEb_IFb7I/AAAAAAAAAsg/Dm3JDcGm4Sk/s1600-h/CIMG3888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaEb_IFb7I/AAAAAAAAAsg/Dm3JDcGm4Sk/s200/CIMG3888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392643220159426482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaEbKqOvyI/AAAAAAAAAsY/uY8MJpqMYqY/s1600-h/CIMG3887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaEbKqOvyI/AAAAAAAAAsY/uY8MJpqMYqY/s200/CIMG3887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392643206075563810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaCkx3b7pI/AAAAAAAAArw/hNkr2q2vaLA/s1600-h/CIMG3874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaCkx3b7pI/AAAAAAAAArw/hNkr2q2vaLA/s200/CIMG3874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392641172195503762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaClZhqKgI/AAAAAAAAAr4/YiWDlmPfPP8/s1600-h/CIMG3876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaClZhqKgI/AAAAAAAAAr4/YiWDlmPfPP8/s200/CIMG3876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392641182841580034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaCl8RJxwI/AAAAAAAAAsA/3_vBVr_mo-U/s1600-h/CIMG3880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaCl8RJxwI/AAAAAAAAAsA/3_vBVr_mo-U/s200/CIMG3880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392641192167589634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaEaUsLTII/AAAAAAAAAsQ/inL4jAEPWHE/s1600-h/CIMG3884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaEaUsLTII/AAAAAAAAAsQ/inL4jAEPWHE/s200/CIMG3884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392643191588211842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaEaF-XDlI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ALiSVbvSPwo/s1600-h/CIMG3881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StaEaF-XDlI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ALiSVbvSPwo/s200/CIMG3881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392643187637947986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We managed to find one day warm enough to go to metro beach a take advantage of the kids fountains they have by the lake.  It was tons of fun for Koleson and Allyssum- Koleson is definitely more daring than Allyssum.  After awhile, they didn't want to go just have a rest...so Allyssum took to emptying one bottle of water to the next, while Koleson searched for warmth.  When the bench wasn't good enough, he went for the drain.  Silly boy- he insisted that his two ideas were better than a towel!  Jocelyn was a little trooper!  She just enjoyed being outside among her siblings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think most of all the kids are going to miss Joey, Nick and Lisa's adorable dog.  Koleson and Allyssum absolutely adored torturing, wrestling and playing with this dog non-stop!  I don't think Joey minded it too much either.  During nap time, Joey would sit at the bottom of the stairs waiting for them to wake-up to play some more.  Joey knew exactly how gentle to be with each child- with Koleson he would wrestle, pin, fight over toys and play. Koleson even bit the dog from time to time (Yummy!)  When Allyssum came around, Joey would do some of the same things, but being very gentle in the process.  Joey just loved to lick Jocelyn any and every opportunity he got.  Might I mind you that Joey is a Boxer- not exactly a wussy dog...When nick came home it is a full out rumble and tackling match! That just goes to show what an excellent job they have done in raising and training their dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-4916437339304297583?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4916437339304297583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=4916437339304297583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4916437339304297583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4916437339304297583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-visit-to-detroit.html' title='A Family Visit to Detroit'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/StZ1aH8fFwI/AAAAAAAAApA/L3EUyDf4I74/s72-c/CIMG3783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-4855997724424562662</id><published>2009-08-17T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T17:45:40.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reitz family visit</title><content type='html'>We were so glad to get the cousins together finally...after how long?  Shel and Corey are still living in New Mexico, it seems that when ever we could visit they couldn't and vice versa.  Finally, with us living here in Utah now it made the reunion much easier!  The Pettit fam was all together minus a key part...things just aren't the same without Ryan around.  Michelle had never met Allyssum or Jocelyn, and we had never seen Beckett, so it really was fun to all be together again. We explored all their is to do in the area during their visit.  Koleson and sher got along really well- most of the time!  Thanks for coming out Michelle and Corey, it was so fun to have you here and get to know your little ones better!  We hope some day we can all live a little closer to have these get-togethers more frequently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly Michelle was the photographer during her visit, so I need to get a copy of all he pictures of the cousins together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-4855997724424562662?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4855997724424562662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=4855997724424562662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4855997724424562662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4855997724424562662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/reitz-family-visit.html' title='The Reitz family visit'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-7893898506020065013</id><published>2009-08-10T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:57:42.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Park City Fun</title><content type='html'>I was craving a trip to the outlets and so off we went to Park city to cure my crave.  Kylin was so patient with Koleson and Allyssum trying hard to entertain them in the car and at the park while Jocelyn and I hopped from store to store.  We managed to find a few good finds- but nothing to get too excited about!  Afterwards we headed into town to ride the alpine slide and coaster. It was fun to have Koleson finally be old enough to ride go on the rides as a passenger.  I was the first one to take him down the coaster, the whole way up the mountain he couldn't stop jabbering with excitement pointing out every flower, every tree, bush, leaf, bug and noise he heard.  The minute we got to the top of the track and began going down the only words uttered from his mouth were faster mommy faster!  A boy after my own heart.  I used the brake only once around a tight corner that made even me a little nervous- but Koleson enjoyed every second.  Kylin took him next and experienced the same excitement with Koleson as  I had.  We ran out of time for the Alpine slide- so we will soon be retuning to use our tickets...stay tuned for that adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8OwCS2jWI/AAAAAAAAAmY/B3JYF_HYuMs/s1600-h/CIMG3691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8OwCS2jWI/AAAAAAAAAmY/B3JYF_HYuMs/s200/CIMG3691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381536298143485282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8Oydg6ldI/AAAAAAAAAmw/R2ZeB55UncM/s1600-h/CIMG3698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8Oydg6ldI/AAAAAAAAAmw/R2ZeB55UncM/s200/CIMG3698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381536339809965522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile at the bottom of the mountain Jocelyn slept, tired out from her day of shopping and Allyssum anxiously awaited in the crisp, cool air the return of her brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8OxU2mlwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/ceHf2DUjqK4/s1600-h/CIMG3697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8OxU2mlwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/ceHf2DUjqK4/s200/CIMG3697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381536320305141506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8OwgikxbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/6lswDS1iolE/s1600-h/CIMG3696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8OwgikxbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/6lswDS1iolE/s200/CIMG3696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381536306262492594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-7893898506020065013?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7893898506020065013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=7893898506020065013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7893898506020065013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7893898506020065013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/park-city-fun.html' title='Park City Fun'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8OwCS2jWI/AAAAAAAAAmY/B3JYF_HYuMs/s72-c/CIMG3691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-3036044001287140681</id><published>2009-08-08T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:41:56.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Lake City Farmer's Market</title><content type='html'>Missing Iowa, we decided to attempt the Salt Lake City Farmer's Market.  It was not anywhere near the size of the Downtown Des Moines market we used to frequent, but good nonetheless.  There is something so fun about huge crowds, fresh samples and yummy food! There was actually a clown walking around making balloons for the children- which they loved and kept them occupied while we sampled and shopped some more!  The highlight of this trip was not necessarily the food as who we saw.  I had stepped away for a minute to go look at something when Kylin heard the man next to him speaking German.  He looked over at the couple to see Elder Uchtdorf and his wife.  After making eye contact with Kylin he bent over and said hello to Koleson and Allyssum sitting in the jogger.  When I came back Kylin told me what I had missed.  I asked him to hurry and get the camera out for a picture but he told me that it was inappropriate.  Okay, I totally agree after thinking about it- especially since he was wearing your normal down to earth Saturday attire.  It was fun though to see him mixed in with the Salt Lake crowd- most of which had no clue they were rubbing shoulders with an apostle of the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8KM7dGxdI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0QLfz5oBy7Y/s1600-h/CIMG3679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8KM7dGxdI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0QLfz5oBy7Y/s320/CIMG3679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381531296965510610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The market is done at Pioneer Park in Downtown SLC.  They have put a nice new little park at the west end which the kids enjoyed after patiently waiting for us to finish our shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8KMcMy7JI/AAAAAAAAAmI/QaqMq2OSILQ/s1600-h/CIMG3684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8KMcMy7JI/AAAAAAAAAmI/QaqMq2OSILQ/s320/CIMG3684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381531288575601810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-3036044001287140681?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3036044001287140681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=3036044001287140681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3036044001287140681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3036044001287140681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/salt-lake-city-farmers-market.html' title='Salt Lake City Farmer&apos;s Market'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq8KM7dGxdI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0QLfz5oBy7Y/s72-c/CIMG3679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-5330443196128799535</id><published>2009-08-01T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:16:34.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antelope Island</title><content type='html'>If you have ever thought about going to Antelope Island...think again!  With the few days together with daddy, we thought we would explore some of Utah.  Both of us had a few great memories from our childhood about going to the Great Salt Lake.  The kids love water, sand, buckets and the great outdoors- so we thought why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking out the stats to the different beach locations online, we thought Antelope Island sounded like a good match because the others all talked about bugs and rocky sand.  We loaded in the car and drove all the way out to our destination.  We first wet up by the visitors center which was a good choice for only one reason, we were able to see a buffalo. The rest of what I saw would only cause me nightmares and anxiety for a few days.  Might I remind you that this is the desert, and there is tons of sage brush lining the streets, paths, and clumped together as far as the eye can see.  Each bush is webbed to its neighboring bush, and living on the webs are millions of Brown Recluse spiders.  Talk about the eeriest thing you have ever seen.  This entire island is etched with them.  Just standing where we were looking out at the buffalo caused me to see thousands of these little suckers-yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq28eLPRpvI/AAAAAAAAAlw/HGwO8Es-150/s1600-h/CIMG3658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq28eLPRpvI/AAAAAAAAAlw/HGwO8Es-150/s200/CIMG3658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381164356376569586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq28dA06hUI/AAAAAAAAAlg/hAajOKwrj94/s1600-h/CIMG3654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq28dA06hUI/AAAAAAAAAlg/hAajOKwrj94/s200/CIMG3654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381164336401777986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Checking out the sight of the buffalo and spiders)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq28dtVjGpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/N9c9KPT8K38/s1600-h/CIMG3656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq28dtVjGpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/N9c9KPT8K38/s200/CIMG3656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381164348349815442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(One of the ugly, creepy crawlers up close)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, we got back in the car (itching all over) and headed to the beach.  It was a scorching 106 degrees outside and the sand was unbearably hot.  the parking lot was about 1/2 mile walk through sand to the waterfront.  I had Jocelyn in the carrier on me with all of our water toys and towels, and Kylin carried the other two through the burning sand all the way to the water.  Once we got a little closer- I took Koleson and we ran for the water with his bucket in hand.  I think the water excited me so much due to the heat and long trek out that I didn't notice the foul smelling water- at first!  It only took walking to the water before I turned around and ran the other direction flailing my arms in all directions to rid myself of the little bugs that had swarmed me.  I got to Kylin and realized I had left Koleson standing out there with all the bugs.  Meanwhile, Koleson had started crying because bugs were all over him and his bucket.  The smell was awful, the bugs persistent, heat scorching, sand burning- and the trek back to the car seemed twice as long than it had coming!  I honestly don't know what kind of bugs/flies/gnats those were that attacked us, but they wouldn't leave us alone once they found us.  We kept rolling down the window on the way home trying to get the stowaways out of the car!  Needless to say, that was a once in a lifetime experience...glad we did it and glad we will never do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq28fK1n3NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/gU7_0M_Pq34/s1600-h/CIMG3665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq28fK1n3NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/gU7_0M_Pq34/s200/CIMG3665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381164373448842450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq28elpwCAI/AAAAAAAAAl4/hEWdStweuUw/s1600-h/CIMG3664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq28elpwCAI/AAAAAAAAAl4/hEWdStweuUw/s200/CIMG3664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381164363466934274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Just to give you an idea of how long we had to put up with the tortuous sand and pesky bugs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So What was it that made those childhood memories so magical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-5330443196128799535?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5330443196128799535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=5330443196128799535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5330443196128799535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5330443196128799535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/antelope-island.html' title='Antelope Island'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq28eLPRpvI/AAAAAAAAAlw/HGwO8Es-150/s72-c/CIMG3658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-1177397561854251181</id><published>2009-07-31T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:36:13.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic at Bridal Veil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq25Z_rMpXI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7txptY8HEBs/s1600-h/CIMG3640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq25Z_rMpXI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7txptY8HEBs/s200/CIMG3640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381160986018096498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We love Daddy's visits and the adventures we get to have while he is here!  The kids and I venture out by ourselves quite a bit-but have been staying away from most water activities for two reasons:  1)Three kids and one adult just never is a safe combo and 2) Everyone would run the other direction if I were in a suit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq25YJBoKCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/kbSIk43ZQAs/s1600-h/CIMG3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq25YJBoKCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/kbSIk43ZQAs/s200/CIMG3606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381160954168354850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So with Kylin, we had a nice little picnic up at Bridal Veil Falls, then let the kids play in the ice cold water.  Seriously- it hurt our feet to walk in the water.  Koleson didn't seem to mind a bit.  We walked up to the bottom of the falls (above the pond area) and the kids had a blast picking up rocks out of the water and throwing them in the fall below.  They could've spent hours up there pursuing this activity- but Jocelyn was a little sad she wasn't old enough to join in. Her cries of hunger sent us on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq25ZEW6WAI/AAAAAAAAAlI/oWE4rcsZZT0/s1600-h/CIMG3639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq25ZEW6WAI/AAAAAAAAAlI/oWE4rcsZZT0/s200/CIMG3639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381160970095319042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq25YpsvnMI/AAAAAAAAAlA/xMTjZdMtttw/s1600-h/CIMG3637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq25YpsvnMI/AAAAAAAAAlA/xMTjZdMtttw/s200/CIMG3637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381160962939133122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished our Provo outing at the BYU creamery!  Gotta love that ice cream, or maybe it's the memories that correspond with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq25aQNDAVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/9aZgMXBmA_M/s1600-h/CIMG3646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq25aQNDAVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/9aZgMXBmA_M/s200/CIMG3646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381160990455038290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-1177397561854251181?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1177397561854251181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=1177397561854251181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1177397561854251181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1177397561854251181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/picnic-at-bridal-veil.html' title='Picnic at Bridal Veil'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq25Z_rMpXI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7txptY8HEBs/s72-c/CIMG3640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-1610300247331206240</id><published>2009-07-27T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:19:01.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq2Yi1SfRgI/AAAAAAAAAkw/FUvHEYkLR00/s1600-h/CIMG3599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq2Yi1SfRgI/AAAAAAAAAkw/FUvHEYkLR00/s400/CIMG3599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381124853965211138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to break the norm of our daily summer days with some entertainment.  We put Koleson in a five week gymnastics summer class since he has been really into trampolines, somersaults, skipping, twirling, etc.  We thought he would love it...we thought wrong!  Pretty sad when I have to fight and convince my hysterical child  for the first 15 minutes of the 50 minute class that this really is a fun thing.  Each week as the parents and teachers all sat watching me put up the fight while Jocelyn sat crying in her car seat and Allyssum whining to have her chance to do gymnastics- I told myself this is the last week!  But I didn't want to waist the money we had paid for him to do this...so we fought on!  Really, once they got past the warm-ups, he had a blast!  He is just all about action and releasing the energy bursting at the his seams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-1610300247331206240?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1610300247331206240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=1610300247331206240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1610300247331206240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1610300247331206240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/fight.html' title='The Fight'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sq2Yi1SfRgI/AAAAAAAAAkw/FUvHEYkLR00/s72-c/CIMG3599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-8382507867546468094</id><published>2009-07-26T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:53:27.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Leaving on a Jet Plane...</title><content type='html'>Leaving on a jet plane...don't know if I wanna come back again!  Just kidding, however my weekend trip to Detroit to visit Kylin was a wonderful break.  I of course brought Jocelyn, who loved every minute of ALL the attention she got!  It was also nice for Kylin to be able to spend time with Jocelyn.  When he comes home to visit, Koleson and Allyssum fight for his attention every waking minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sqx13MzonVI/AAAAAAAAAkY/tFlIOjV2zcw/s1600-h/CIMG3587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sqx13MzonVI/AAAAAAAAAkY/tFlIOjV2zcw/s200/CIMG3587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380805245991951698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Jocelyn cuddling with her little bear blankie and smiling at her Daddy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I arrived late Wednesday night and actually slept in Thursday until 10:45!  Ouch!- That is the latest I have ever slept in-ever!!!  (Might I remind you all of the two hour time difference to make me not look SO bad! :)  Kylin still had to work, so I spent the rest of my lazy morning talking to Lisa (the family Kylin is living with), then getting ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to see some of the sights- visit metro beach, go to the mall (built on two sides of the road with an overhead tunnel connecting them), Tim Hortons (a Canadian Fave),  a Tigers vs. White socks game that was very exciting and sold out I might add (Tigers won) and lounging around!  I was able to meet and reacquaint with many friends old and new who's husbands Kylin has been working with.  It was so nice of them, each night someone new had us over for dinner.  I felt like a missionary all over again!  Thank you all so much for your generosity, kindness and support to our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sqx11oQeieI/AAAAAAAAAkA/5zFdqwGMwQ4/s1600-h/CIMG3575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sqx11oQeieI/AAAAAAAAAkA/5zFdqwGMwQ4/s200/CIMG3575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380805219000945122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sqx12JPP8YI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3rffpumreVY/s1600-h/CIMG3581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sqx12JPP8YI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3rffpumreVY/s200/CIMG3581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380805227854164354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This is us hanging out at metro beach- you gotta love this pic of Jocelyn all wide eyed!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sqx2PBR2a2I/AAAAAAAAAko/3UOpoch7VhI/s1600-h/CIMG3597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sqx2PBR2a2I/AAAAAAAAAko/3UOpoch7VhI/s200/CIMG3597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380805655214320482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(The Tiger's stadium, she actually slept through most of the game.  But once it went into overtime we thought we had better leave due to the noise!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sqx12tQFmwI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/8FNwmx2b2cw/s1600-h/CIMG3582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sqx12tQFmwI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/8FNwmx2b2cw/s200/CIMG3582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380805237521357570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This pic needs no explanation!  Kylin would've done this the entire weekend if I would have let him!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the weekend was exactly what the doctor ordered!  I did miss Koleson and Allyssum terribly- everything we did or saw somehow reminded me of them.  Thank you so much to Grandpa and Grandma Kovac for keeping the little ones for a few days!  It definitely made leaving them easier knowing they were in good hands and well loved!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-8382507867546468094?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8382507867546468094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=8382507867546468094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/8382507867546468094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/8382507867546468094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='I&apos;m Leaving on a Jet Plane...'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Sqx13MzonVI/AAAAAAAAAkY/tFlIOjV2zcw/s72-c/CIMG3587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-7318797071626272862</id><published>2009-07-21T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:59:05.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peak at the Floats</title><content type='html'>Ryan and Valli (Kylin's sister and brother-in-law) invited us to go preview the 24th of July parade floats.  I guess they put them at the South Towne Expo Center every year a couple days before the parade and allow the public to come get a sneak peak and also vote for your favorite.  It is a tradition for their family and we were so glad we were able to tag along this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsMyhypflI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Q1-fpTKM7Gc/s1600-h/CIMG3561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsMyhypflI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Q1-fpTKM7Gc/s200/CIMG3561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380408242027986514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love parades...knowing I would be out of town this year for the Pioneer day parade made me sad- but this made up for it.  I had a few faves, and a few I just had to take pictures of.  Might I add, the pictures do not do the floats any justice!  The soldier float was very touching, and the BYU float in memory of Kylin and those fun years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsMzr2XaiI/AAAAAAAAAjo/W6R-q2cOPKE/s1600-h/CIMG3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsMzr2XaiI/AAAAAAAAAjo/W6R-q2cOPKE/s200/CIMG3567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380408261907802658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsM0mEmmxI/AAAAAAAAAj4/qI8uUbTJkqc/s1600-h/CIMG3572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsM0mEmmxI/AAAAAAAAAj4/qI8uUbTJkqc/s200/CIMG3572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380408277536774930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really enjoyed the ship one, you can't tell by looking at the picture, but the whole float was made out of quilts! Pretty amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsM0NY6rTI/AAAAAAAAAjw/QvDr4gUvIPM/s1600-h/CIMG3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsM0NY6rTI/AAAAAAAAAjw/QvDr4gUvIPM/s200/CIMG3571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380408270911089970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsMzN2P55I/AAAAAAAAAjg/FCVr3b6v0fs/s1600-h/CIMG3564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsMzN2P55I/AAAAAAAAAjg/FCVr3b6v0fs/s200/CIMG3564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380408253854246802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1647755123641121104-7318797071626272862?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7318797071626272862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=7318797071626272862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7318797071626272862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7318797071626272862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/sneak-peak-at-floats.html' title='Sneak Peak at the Floats'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsMyhypflI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Q1-fpTKM7Gc/s72-c/CIMG3561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-5002177134220906572</id><published>2009-07-19T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:44:10.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Church</title><content type='html'>Having two girls right in a row has been so fun!  Especially getting them all dolled up in matching attire.  I spent three years watching the Spjuts and Allreds dress their girls...and only dreamed!  Now I have two of my own and just wish I had more money to really outfit them.  Having had Koleson first, I know it is funny but I don't want him to feel left out- so he usually color coordinates somehow.  I am awful I know!!!  These are just a few of the matching girls before church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsJkm4vcjI/AAAAAAAAAi4/71Ype1Ch1Y0/s1600-h/CIMG3556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsJkm4vcjI/AAAAAAAAAi4/71Ype1Ch1Y0/s200/CIMG3556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380404704342667826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsJlMHVImI/AAAAAAAAAjA/KP8mGvuFYv0/s1600-h/CIMG3557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsJlMHVImI/AAAAAAAAAjA/KP8mGvuFYv0/s200/CIMG3557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380404714335969890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsJmN3MTHI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/oXprfCGtaFs/s1600-h/Kovac+161a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsJmN3MTHI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/oXprfCGtaFs/s200/Kovac+161a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380404731985022066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsJllHY70I/AAAAAAAAAjI/fUtyt9QT9mc/s1600-h/CIMG3743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsJllHY70I/AAAAAAAAAjI/fUtyt9QT9mc/s200/CIMG3743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380404721047105346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get asked every time we are out if Koleson and Allyssum are twins?  I always respond they are 18 months apart and the next questions seems to always follow...Who is older?  Poor Koleson, he'll grow soon- hopefully!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-5002177134220906572?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5002177134220906572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=5002177134220906572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5002177134220906572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5002177134220906572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/ready-for-church.html' title='Ready for Church'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqsJkm4vcjI/AAAAAAAAAi4/71Ype1Ch1Y0/s72-c/CIMG3556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-2718380298601544215</id><published>2009-07-14T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:11:37.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zoo with Grandma Daisy</title><content type='html'>My kids love the zoo, but the Zoo with Grandma was even better!  Can you say spoiled?  It was a hot one- but so much fun!  Not too long after arriving, Koleson started chasing a wondering peacock.  In the midst of the peacocks frantic flight, it lost a long feather- which Koleson was more than happy to pick-up and carry around.  After a while, we convinced him to put it down, and continued with the other sights.  Through the course of our zoo visit, the kids rode the train, the carousel, enjoyed ice cream and picked out their favorite toy in the zoo store...all courtesy of Grandma!  Allyssum was so cute picking out her toy.  she knew she wanted a stuffed animal and must have tried nearly all of them to find the right one.  One by one she picked them up and tucked them under her arm the way she caries her dolls.  If it didn't fit right, she put it back and went for the next one.  Finally, the monkey was the perfect fit.  Once she placed it under her arm, she carried it around the store until the rest of us were ready.  She is such a girl!  So after all that fun, it is no wonder the kids want Grandma to come to the zoo every time we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnMEjRLCBI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/uHZ_y8Asi40/s1600-h/CIMG3539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnMEjRLCBI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/uHZ_y8Asi40/s200/CIMG3539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380055608429578258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnMFNB-gAI/AAAAAAAAAiY/zf_lXfBwGrQ/s1600-h/CIMG3540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnMFNB-gAI/AAAAAAAAAiY/zf_lXfBwGrQ/s200/CIMG3540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380055619640131586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnMFrjt7sI/AAAAAAAAAig/-3aCfvnJMlo/s1600-h/CIMG3546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnMFrjt7sI/AAAAAAAAAig/-3aCfvnJMlo/s200/CIMG3546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380055627834715842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnMGmIUKEI/AAAAAAAAAiw/oKBiGBCreaA/s1600-h/CIMG3550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnMGmIUKEI/AAAAAAAAAiw/oKBiGBCreaA/s200/CIMG3550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380055643557472322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnMGMjn_LI/AAAAAAAAAio/5h0wWMbcqM4/s1600-h/CIMG3548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnMGMjn_LI/AAAAAAAAAio/5h0wWMbcqM4/s200/CIMG3548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380055636692696242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-2718380298601544215?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2718380298601544215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=2718380298601544215' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/2718380298601544215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/2718380298601544215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/zoo-with-grandma-daisy.html' title='The Zoo with Grandma Daisy'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnMEjRLCBI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/uHZ_y8Asi40/s72-c/CIMG3539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-5622079098183248374</id><published>2009-07-02T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:44:00.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home Daddy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnAZRcV5gI/AAAAAAAAAgY/uB0AdFhknm0/s1600-h/CIMG3418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnAZRcV5gI/AAAAAAAAAgY/uB0AdFhknm0/s320/CIMG3418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380042770282309122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kylin left us just days after bringing Jocelyn home from the hospital!  We weren't sure exactly how soon it would be before we could get him back home!  Let me just say that it was a long and almost painful 5 1/2 weeks until we saw him again.  I am not sure if it was harder for me or him- nonetheless, we survived!  The kids were so excited to go pick Daddy up at the airport.  We do the Web Cam almost every night- and Daddy was almost becoming the name of our computer rather than a real person.  The kids helped me decorate a sign that we held up as he strolled out of the terminal.  I would say Jocelyn for sure changed the most during those 5 1/2 weeks.  For one, she was not as angelic as when he left her and was already growing out of her wardrobe!  Not to say she is a bad baby- just not a good one!  She is now on reflux medicine which seems to be helping her sleep longer periods throughout the night and not be so cranky during the day!  If she is being held, she is her old angelic self again.  But that can't happen all the time with two toddlers already causing chaos!  Jocelyn celebrated Daddy's return with a BIG BLOW out of the diaper.  I think she was just testing Daddy's real love for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnAZ6DEZkI/AAAAAAAAAgg/YMbMsuEBdu4/s1600-h/CIMG3419.JPG"&gt;     &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnAZ6DEZkI/AAAAAAAAAgg/YMbMsuEBdu4/s320/CIMG3419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380042781182158402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Koleson's Birthday was on June 23, but we waited for Kylin to come home to celebrate.  Since he still isn't old enough to be able to tell one day from the next, postponing wasn't too big a deal, and we knew having Daddy there to celebrate was very important!  It was quite the birthday celebration.  We borrowed Grandma Daisy's blow up water slide, invited all the cousins and grandparents for a fun BBQ and day in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnBobFCv3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/uTz4G3yuaw4/s1600-h/CIMG3426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnBobFCv3I/AAAAAAAAAg4/uTz4G3yuaw4/s320/CIMG3426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380044130078605170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnBpP-ImfI/AAAAAAAAAhA/n-Y_f5IYVrw/s1600-h/CIMG3427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnBpP-ImfI/AAAAAAAAAhA/n-Y_f5IYVrw/s320/CIMG3427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380044144276707826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koleson has been really into Mickey Mouse since we moved to Utah and got cable with the Disney channel.  It is pretty sad when your child doesn't know who Mickey Mouse is until right before his third birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnCmS-qWmI/AAAAAAAAAhI/9Hb0PlIb_oE/s1600-h/CIMG3441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnCmS-qWmI/AAAAAAAAAhI/9Hb0PlIb_oE/s320/CIMG3441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380045193056246370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You would have thought it was Christmas with all the fun toys he received.  Thanks to everyone!  (In the morning, we filled up he baby pool so it would have time to heat up for the little ones.  Koleson just couldn't wait to take a dip...so he put on his best birthday suit and jumped right on in!  Allyssum later joined him with a diaper at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnAagprLiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/tjZeHYt4-pw/s1600-h/CIMG3422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnAagprLiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/tjZeHYt4-pw/s320/CIMG3422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380042791544630818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnBn_p03yI/AAAAAAAAAgw/WVlFYaJqJjQ/s1600-h/CIMG3423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnBn_p03yI/AAAAAAAAAgw/WVlFYaJqJjQ/s320/CIMG3423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380044122716692258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;July 5 we were able to bless Jocelyn.  She was a perfect angel on her special day!  she looked absolutely gorgeous in her blessing dress and slept nearly the entire time.  Kylin said during the blessing her eyes were wide open staring at everyone. as soon as it finished though she drifted back to sleep and was passed around the rest of sacrament meeting.  Blessing a child is such a special experience for me as a mother.  Many times I hold her in my arms and can't help but try to visualize where she was before she entered our lives.  I am so blessed to have this little miracle in our lives.  On her blessing day, the feelings of the spirit were so strong as we presented our precious bundle to the Lord to give her a name and her first father's blessing!  I thank my Father in Heaven each day for sending me his precious daughter to be my little girl and a perfect addition to our growing family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnEbvFJi7I/AAAAAAAAAiI/ffqObo8cdQg/s1600-h/CIMG3527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnEbvFJi7I/AAAAAAAAAiI/ffqObo8cdQg/s320/CIMG3527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380047210644343730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnEawxJhPI/AAAAAAAAAiA/nmHsWcP_X3A/s1600-h/CIMG3511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnEawxJhPI/AAAAAAAAAiA/nmHsWcP_X3A/s320/CIMG3511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380047193917457650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnCnO6jLkI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/k_9vnTh4umI/s1600-h/CIMG3479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnCnO6jLkI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/k_9vnTh4umI/s320/CIMG3479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380045209145126466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnEaVqfixI/AAAAAAAAAh4/0ge0LI0xvMA/s1600-h/CIMG3506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnEaVqfixI/AAAAAAAAAh4/0ge0LI0xvMA/s320/CIMG3506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380047186641783570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnCnqmHBZI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ugJvEBH30bo/s1600-h/CIMG3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnCnqmHBZI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ugJvEBH30bo/s320/CIMG3488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380045216575587730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnDtJUDC5I/AAAAAAAAAhg/UvkroQwfs_0/s1600-h/CIMG3494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnDtJUDC5I/AAAAAAAAAhg/UvkroQwfs_0/s320/CIMG3494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380046410232302482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Many of or friends and family were able to celebrate this special day with us.  Following the meeting, we headed to a nearby park for lunch.  This weekend was definitely jammed with many activities and special events.  We were not ready to say goodbye to Daddy on Monday- but we were sure grateful to have him for the holiday weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnDuDYF_xI/AAAAAAAAAhw/evOHwN_W8Is/s1600-h/CIMG3499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnDuDYF_xI/AAAAAAAAAhw/evOHwN_W8Is/s320/CIMG3499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380046425818529554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnDto-tycI/AAAAAAAAAho/eqDj5_ezJfc/s1600-h/CIMG3498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnDto-tycI/AAAAAAAAAho/eqDj5_ezJfc/s320/CIMG3498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380046418732763586" border="0" /&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/1647755123641121104-5622079098183248374?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5622079098183248374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=5622079098183248374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5622079098183248374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5622079098183248374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-home-daddy.html' title='Welcome Home Daddy!!!'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SqnAZRcV5gI/AAAAAAAAAgY/uB0AdFhknm0/s72-c/CIMG3418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-5235867759005902350</id><published>2009-07-01T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:54:14.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasant Grove Strawberry Days</title><content type='html'>So, I had never been to a rodeo before- and my first impression was definitely a shock for the cruelty to the animals. Oddly enough, I was drawn in and loved it! We went with some of my family to the Pleasant grove Strawberry Days Rodeo. It started so late that we left Allyssum home in bed with a babysitter, and took off with Koleson and Jocelyn. Grandpa was Koleson's little sidekick, leaving the stands about every 20 mi. and coming back with some kind of treat in hand.  The best though...the strawberries and cream.  After all, what would Strawberry Days be like without the strawberries?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkp3RQZgGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FrNKffxbb88/s1600-h/CIMG3314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkp3RQZgGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FrNKffxbb88/s200/CIMG3314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352855661608271970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkp3_qYGaI/AAAAAAAAAfg/LXFcmrexHqs/s1600-h/CIMG3310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkp3_qYGaI/AAAAAAAAAfg/LXFcmrexHqs/s200/CIMG3310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352855674065263010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkp3i46p8I/AAAAAAAAAfY/5irsfcOO5v0/s1600-h/CIMG3313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkp3i46p8I/AAAAAAAAAfY/5irsfcOO5v0/s200/CIMG3313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352855666341619650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Without a doubt, Koleson's favorite thing was the dirt biking at the end. These two guys were incredible doing all kinds of flips and jumps in the air!  He talked about it for days after the rodeo, and ever since he thinks he is something else on his little power wheel motorcycle.  He rides his without hands, standing, leaning to the ground and kneeling on the seat!  We have our own little stunt devil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkp280GUGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/aC9e5up-ZaE/s1600-h/CIMG3374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkp280GUGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/aC9e5up-ZaE/s200/CIMG3374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352855656120864866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-5235867759005902350?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5235867759005902350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=5235867759005902350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5235867759005902350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5235867759005902350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/s.html' title='Pleasant Grove Strawberry Days'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkp3RQZgGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/FrNKffxbb88/s72-c/CIMG3314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-1306707986969261960</id><published>2009-06-29T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:25:46.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sneek Peak of Daddy's Life in Detroit</title><content type='html'>Kylin reported to the Detroit Medical Center program on June 1st.  Due to Jocelyn's birth, he only had Sunday to travel from Des Moines to Detroit before he had to begin rotations on Monday.  The traffic was hardly promising that he would make it on time.  Outside Chicago area  he ran into heavy traffic or should we say stopped traffic.  The cars were parked on the freeway not moving at all for almost an hour.  Kylin said that everybody was out of the cars trying to enjoy the "fresh air" and make the best of the long wait!  Here are a few pics taken of what would be just the beginning of many adventures in Detroit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkuQ73rzdcI/AAAAAAAAAfo/PRMnvlB4iZE/s1600-h/DSC01918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkuQ73rzdcI/AAAAAAAAAfo/PRMnvlB4iZE/s200/DSC01918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353531940294325698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkuQ8jp5BFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/bEcqKTeYto0/s1600-h/DSC01919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkuQ8jp5BFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/bEcqKTeYto0/s200/DSC01919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353531952097461330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After arriving and getting slightly acquainted with the area and his new home (a huge thanks to Nick and Lisa for allowing Kylin to stay with them, and for all they do for him!  It's nice to know that he is being well taken care of!) Kylin called and said good night to all of us and headed off to bed.  The month of June held many fun times...golfing, movies, eating out, professional baseball games, parties and Tim Horton's doughnuts.  Sounds like a rough life huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkuQ83Z9fUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/hbTTDb4utwI/s1600-h/DSC01924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkuQ83Z9fUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/hbTTDb4utwI/s200/DSC01924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353531957399354690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkuQ9kT1lMI/AAAAAAAAAgI/vUUN7n3yCyA/s1600-h/DSC01927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkuQ9kT1lMI/AAAAAAAAAgI/vUUN7n3yCyA/s200/DSC01927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353531969453266114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually, these are a few side notes to the long days and nights he has had as he assists in surgeries, rounds the hospitals and works in clinic.  He is giving his all, and although some days are long...he is enjoying every minute!  Good job Kylin for all your hard work!  We can't wait to see you!&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/1647755123641121104-1306707986969261960?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1306707986969261960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=1306707986969261960' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1306707986969261960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1306707986969261960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/sneek-peak-of-daddys-life-in-detroit.html' title='A Sneek Peak of Daddy&apos;s Life in Detroit'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkuQ73rzdcI/AAAAAAAAAfo/PRMnvlB4iZE/s72-c/DSC01918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-7542473823214774403</id><published>2009-06-20T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T14:48:15.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Without Daddy</title><content type='html'>It was so hard to say goodbye to Kylin.  The kids still don't quite understand what has been going on, and why he is constantly away from us.  I think this time was hardest though- with a one week  old baby, off we were again to the familiar airport to say goodbye for another couple of weeks!  These are just a few of the final moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkhBVkCBAI/AAAAAAAAAeI/NNKLpFLh9Tw/s1600-h/CIMG3246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkhBVkCBAI/AAAAAAAAAeI/NNKLpFLh9Tw/s200/CIMG3246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352845938958402562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkhA2DhZfI/AAAAAAAAAeA/_tHTdQgPios/s1600-h/CIMG3253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkhA2DhZfI/AAAAAAAAAeA/_tHTdQgPios/s200/CIMG3253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352845930500548082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkhAvH1lbI/AAAAAAAAAd4/WwzFKSo4VM0/s1600-h/CIMG3257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkhAvH1lbI/AAAAAAAAAd4/WwzFKSo4VM0/s200/CIMG3257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352845928639600050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Allyssum loves carrying this picture around and placing it next to her where ever she plays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkhAbTMHtI/AAAAAAAAAdw/YkQO-3N1mmM/s1600-h/CIMG3263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkhAbTMHtI/AAAAAAAAAdw/YkQO-3N1mmM/s200/CIMG3263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352845923318505170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first week was by far the worst, but we are surviving!  Once we figured out daily routines, and I figured out how to get by with little sleep- we are managing to still be smiling at the end of the day!  I of course need to give a big thanks to all of our family members for the extra hands they have been!  It is nice to have a little breather here and there!  The kids are stepping up to the plate...Koleson loves to hold Jocelyn, and Allyssum is practicing every day how to feed her babies, burp them and change their diapers so that she will soon be able to help me with the real baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkjp5OfPqI/AAAAAAAAAeY/39_tNoAD0MA/s1600-h/CIMG3259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkjp5OfPqI/AAAAAAAAAeY/39_tNoAD0MA/s200/CIMG3259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352848834749742754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkmxGnJfFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-JlE3dAjvzE/s1600-h/CIMG3414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkmxGnJfFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-JlE3dAjvzE/s200/CIMG3414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352852257136802898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even Koleson is learning how to care for a baby!  The other day I caught him with his shirt up and his stuffed dog on his tummy.  I asked what he was doing and he responded that his dog was hungry!  Luckily the camera was close by for that memory!  I can use that as black male in the teenage years! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkmxmy8OzI/AAAAAAAAAeo/5NWMQWuV4rw/s1600-h/CIMG3413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkmxmy8OzI/AAAAAAAAAeo/5NWMQWuV4rw/s200/CIMG3413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352852265776200498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We spend a great portion of our days playing outside in their cars and running around with the cousins!  I have learned how to shop with three, and adjust all of our schedules around feeding times!  Of course, even though we are managing to get by- we are on a countdown until Daddy comes home to visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jocelyn's first bath, which she loved...just like her mommy!  Notice my curious helper to the side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkjZLZmL5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PoAEgM76D90/s1600-h/CIMG3268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkjZLZmL5I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PoAEgM76D90/s200/CIMG3268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352848547570397074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is Jocelyn at one month old and nearly two pounds heavier!  She is starting to make eye contact and even smile and laugh here and there.  She loves her face to be stroked and her feet rubbed.  She has started to get quite fussy, but after a few days of no sleep- I have learned the tummy to be the trick. If I lay her on her tummy she immediately calms down and finds her way to sleep.  It does make me a bit nervous, but that is obviously her preference...and up to this point she is calling the shots on the whole sleep positioning ordeal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkmyN0mdQI/AAAAAAAAAe4/iMgu6ID23gY/s1600-h/CIMG3251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkmyN0mdQI/AAAAAAAAAe4/iMgu6ID23gY/s200/CIMG3251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352852276252144898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkmx1OPoRI/AAAAAAAAAew/phjmj0G77gQ/s1600-h/CIMG3410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skkmx1OPoRI/AAAAAAAAAew/phjmj0G77gQ/s200/CIMG3410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352852269648814354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-7542473823214774403?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7542473823214774403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=7542473823214774403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7542473823214774403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7542473823214774403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-without-daddy.html' title='Life Without Daddy'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkhBVkCBAI/AAAAAAAAAeI/NNKLpFLh9Tw/s72-c/CIMG3246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-3035708674924324606</id><published>2009-05-29T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:06:32.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jocelyn's First Photo Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkaG_tBMoI/AAAAAAAAAco/e-6NkyoaO8c/s1600-h/Kovac+253a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkaG_tBMoI/AAAAAAAAAco/e-6NkyoaO8c/s200/Kovac+253a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352838339588338306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you living in Iowa are lucky to have talent coming your way, and we hate to see her go!  Danna is still getting into photography (as she would say it!)  but she has the newborns mastered!  She took some pictures of Jocelyn when she was only one week old and did an amazing job!  Thank you Danna for capturing the memories of our sweet new addition!  it was hard to choose our favorites to put up because they all turned out so good- so here are just a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkY7BrKusI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Y28lVdzwEq8/s1600-h/Kovac+263a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkY7BrKusI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Y28lVdzwEq8/s200/Kovac+263a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352837034447387330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkY6NITmVI/AAAAAAAAAcI/gpOBika2WrU/s1600-h/Kovac+321a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkY6NITmVI/AAAAAAAAAcI/gpOBika2WrU/s200/Kovac+321a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352837020342524242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkY6e8_MHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/jDIXuepo71o/s1600-h/Kovac+279a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkY6e8_MHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/jDIXuepo71o/s200/Kovac+279a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352837025126887538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkY6jjVfFI/AAAAAAAAAcY/uk_rJR4JYiY/s1600-h/Kovac+273a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkY6jjVfFI/AAAAAAAAAcY/uk_rJR4JYiY/s200/Kovac+273a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352837026361474130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkaHHt1wgI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FnfOrCBlVSI/s1600-h/Kovac+249a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkaHHt1wgI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FnfOrCBlVSI/s200/Kovac+249a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352838341739266562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to do some single and family shots of the rest of the family...but the rest of us were not nearly as cooperative as Jocelyn.  She managed to get a few of Koleson and Allyssum actually looking at the camera!  Again Danna, thank you for your patience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkeFE81-tI/AAAAAAAAAdg/sSSjG11HpVc/s1600-h/Kovac+017c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkeFE81-tI/AAAAAAAAAdg/sSSjG11HpVc/s200/Kovac+017c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352842704683662034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkeNhn0GLI/AAAAAAAAAdo/snbAaO1GHm8/s1600-h/Kovac+098a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkeNhn0GLI/AAAAAAAAAdo/snbAaO1GHm8/s200/Kovac+098a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352842849819039922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkbclUx1iI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/8ttZY-r5e7o/s1600-h/Kovac+161a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkbclUx1iI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/8ttZY-r5e7o/s200/Kovac+161a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352839809976096290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkbcMvKpuI/AAAAAAAAAdA/yQDfUAYY814/s1600-h/Kovac+154a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkbcMvKpuI/AAAAAAAAAdA/yQDfUAYY814/s200/Kovac+154a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352839803375888098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1647755123641121104-3035708674924324606?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3035708674924324606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=3035708674924324606' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3035708674924324606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3035708674924324606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/jocelyns-first-photo-session.html' title='Jocelyn&apos;s First Photo Session'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkaG_tBMoI/AAAAAAAAAco/e-6NkyoaO8c/s72-c/Kovac+253a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-5166690414926132154</id><published>2009-05-27T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:33:04.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kylin's Birthday</title><content type='html'>A special shout out to the most amazing man I know!  Kylin turned a whopping 28 on May 27, 2009!  Kylin was fortunate enough to start the day of doing horse rides, the afternoon sleeping, and the evening celebrating with family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkWtJ7NIFI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rGOzTsMBP2M/s1600-h/CIMG3227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkWtJ7NIFI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rGOzTsMBP2M/s200/CIMG3227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352834597120712786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkVyIsJllI/AAAAAAAAAbo/iHisawegMFU/s1600-h/CIMG3234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkVyIsJllI/AAAAAAAAAbo/iHisawegMFU/s200/CIMG3234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352833583176848978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much and can't thank you enough for all you do!  I could not have married a more honest, hard working, loving, sensitive, driven, accomplished, understanding, handsome, talented and a genuinely good all around person! These last few months apart have not been easy- and although we miss him so much, we love and cherish all the moments we do get of him whether it be in person or on the computer!  Thank you Kylin for being you, my heavenly angel and eternal companion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkWsuHAJTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/UV_Kr01OcKQ/s1600-h/CIMG3231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkWsuHAJTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/UV_Kr01OcKQ/s200/CIMG3231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352834589654000946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkWsSToiTI/AAAAAAAAAbw/4To4wpjeUUU/s1600-h/CIMG3233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkWsSToiTI/AAAAAAAAAbw/4To4wpjeUUU/s200/CIMG3233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352834582190786866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-5166690414926132154?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5166690414926132154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=5166690414926132154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5166690414926132154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5166690414926132154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/kylins-birthday.html' title='Kylin&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkWtJ7NIFI/AAAAAAAAAcA/rGOzTsMBP2M/s72-c/CIMG3227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-4901445107700993104</id><published>2009-05-25T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:12:55.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Jocelyn</title><content type='html'>Here's the belly at the hospital right before the delivery process began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkL3QEAK6I/AAAAAAAAAYg/CUrzSOoEoJo/s1600-h/CIMG3041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkL3QEAK6I/AAAAAAAAAYg/CUrzSOoEoJo/s200/CIMG3041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352822675939011490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkL3n_Mz6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/PFSys-3PnXk/s1600-h/CIMG3042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkL3n_Mz6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/PFSys-3PnXk/s200/CIMG3042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352822682361319330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...so the news that all have been waiting for!  Jocelyn has arrived and been such a blessing to our home.  Nothing brings serenity and peace better than a new baby straight from heaven!  Her delivery really couldn't have been any better- and a huge thanks goes out to our amazing doctor here at the University of Utah for working with us and allowing me my dream delivery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is how the story goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday the 19th of May I made my way into his office with my mom (just in case something unexpected happened!  And my sanity support as well!)  Note- I have not lasted more than 37 1/2 weeks with either of my other pregnancies, and was already passing that point.  This was a special visit that would last a few hours as they planned to start me off with an ultrasound following an amniocentesis, then a fetal non-stress test, and to top it off, a regular check-up!  You may be asking what the whole point of all this was...I wanted Kylin home for the delivery and the only way to do it and have some recovery time would be an induction on Thursday! (Two days away)  So, as long as the amnio came back resulting in developed lungs, the Dr. would go ahead with the induction.  Tuesday night the Dr. called letting me know that I had an apptointment to check into the hospital Thursday night at 7:00pm.  Nothing better than a planned delivery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkL3zXmsHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/z089_V9R97k/s1600-h/CIMG3043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkL3zXmsHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/z089_V9R97k/s200/CIMG3043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352822685416468594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kylin flew in late Wednesday night, and we had the day to prepare ourselves and the kids for a new baby in the home.   About  6:30, we dropped the kids off with Grandma and grandpa Kovac and headed to the hospital.  It felt like we were off to a hotel or something leaving with a packed bag for an overnight visit without children! We arrived, checked into 'our room'  and got hooked up to all the monitors.  They started me on a slow drip of pitocen and were given orders to up it  every half hour as long as my body reacted well until the pit was at 4.  It was there I stayed all night, comfortable and calm- at least as much as possible in a hospital room.   by early morning I had progressed a little, but not nearly enough to be in active labor.  the Dr. came in and checked me with a caution that the outcome is still unknown (whether it be c-section or VBAC).  A long story short, the baby was responding beautifully to the pitocin and they were able to up the dosage to an 8- and by this point my body had kicked itself into full hard labor and the pitocin was turned off, epidural was given around 1:00 and it was time to cross fingers and hope my body held up for the VBAC.  It still took another couple hours, and by about 5:30 pm I started feeling a strong urge to push.  The resident and Dr. came in and confirmed that labor was indeed around the corner.  They began preparing the room for delivery, and I began pushing slightly after 6:00 pm.  The baby's head was pretty much crowned- which made the next stage heaven for me.  I only pushed for about twenty minutes until I heard the coughing and grunting of our new little one!  They had a hard time getting her to cry and worried about her breathing for a few minutes- but she pulled through beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkM4s_krGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/o3Ypkgzw8RY/s1600-h/CIMG3052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkM4s_krGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/o3Ypkgzw8RY/s200/CIMG3052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352823800396557410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jocelyn Addie Kovac was born on May 22, 200 at 6:26 pm weighing 6 lbs. 6 oz. and 19 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkM5Izk-AI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hSRtPhkJCr8/s1600-h/CIMG3096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkM5Izk-AI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hSRtPhkJCr8/s200/CIMG3096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352823807862437890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkOGwBRt0I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_b3TZVwZrQ8/s1600-h/CIMG3102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkOGwBRt0I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_b3TZVwZrQ8/s200/CIMG3102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352825141238806338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkM45_PA9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/RuXf7OJ5BF0/s1600-h/CIMG3088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkM45_PA9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/RuXf7OJ5BF0/s200/CIMG3088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352823803884798930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkPKNUNReI/AAAAAAAAAaA/fxkUJEkb0r8/s1600-h/CIMG3133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkPKNUNReI/AAAAAAAAAaA/fxkUJEkb0r8/s200/CIMG3133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352826300154070498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to describe the amazing experience it was for me to be able to have a successful vaginal delivery!  Many were against and very skeptical of this decision, so I am grateful for the Dr. that went against all odds and made it happen!  It was a very emotional and incredible experience!  I treasured every minute of the pushing, loved watching the whole thing and having the baby on my chest immediately after delivery.  That was the birth I have always dreamed of.  Words can't describe how grateful I am to have had this experience at least once.  I know without doubt that the Lord's hand was in this whole process and throughout the pregnancy!  The Dr. even said he was surprised that it went so perfect! Why should we be surprised when so many prayers were in our behalf at this time in our lives, and the only one capable of achieving perfection was on our side.  I am eternally grateful for this miracle in our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkOH_HqiEI/AAAAAAAAAZo/kuY-3dkEOrQ/s1600-h/CIMG3116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkOH_HqiEI/AAAAAAAAAZo/kuY-3dkEOrQ/s200/CIMG3116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352825162471999554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkPJgpoNrI/AAAAAAAAAZw/6LEWzpWWQm8/s1600-h/CIMG3119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkPJgpoNrI/AAAAAAAAAZw/6LEWzpWWQm8/s200/CIMG3119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352826288164320946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all of our family members who helped us during this time and came to visit our sweet new little  angel.  We couldn't have done it without you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkOHNxtjLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/RJEiF3HYlf0/s1600-h/CIMG3110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkOHNxtjLI/AAAAAAAAAZY/RJEiF3HYlf0/s200/CIMG3110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352825149226585266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkRo2qTI3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/qMf9CMBAJ1M/s1600-h/CIMG3074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkRo2qTI3I/AAAAAAAAAbI/qMf9CMBAJ1M/s200/CIMG3074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352829025671914354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkPJ1EN_aI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/P4Ad8PDG4Qk/s1600-h/CIMG3121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkPJ1EN_aI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/P4Ad8PDG4Qk/s200/CIMG3121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352826293644557730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkOHlF5xRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WUIK8sqNars/s1600-h/CIMG3113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkOHlF5xRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WUIK8sqNars/s200/CIMG3113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352825155485287698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkQLHcbH_I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/8dji3h2Atzk/s1600-h/CIMG3155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkQLHcbH_I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/8dji3h2Atzk/s200/CIMG3155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352827415269416946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkPKUyWNII/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZrpKvGgTEUo/s1600-h/CIMG3142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkPKUyWNII/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZrpKvGgTEUo/s200/CIMG3142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352826302159533186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then the day came to take our sweet bundle home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkQMF0YnvI/AAAAAAAAAao/YU8H9mFMlE8/s1600-h/CIMG3179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkQMF0YnvI/AAAAAAAAAao/YU8H9mFMlE8/s200/CIMG3179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352827432012914418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkQLuOHEaI/AAAAAAAAAag/RWaXPy4Y4LI/s1600-h/CIMG3174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkQLuOHEaI/AAAAAAAAAag/RWaXPy4Y4LI/s200/CIMG3174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352827425678365090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkRH_vUjBI/AAAAAAAAAaw/eIu7tzv54Is/s1600-h/CIMG3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkRH_vUjBI/AAAAAAAAAaw/eIu7tzv54Is/s200/CIMG3184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352828461173214226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkRIRdRHoI/AAAAAAAAAa4/1zC2Q-7f5xY/s1600-h/CIMG3185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkRIRdRHoI/AAAAAAAAAa4/1zC2Q-7f5xY/s200/CIMG3185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352828465929330306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkRIQSzUbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/UMP2TTSVzT4/s1600-h/CIMG3203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkRIQSzUbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/UMP2TTSVzT4/s200/CIMG3203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352828465616998834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-4901445107700993104?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4901445107700993104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=4901445107700993104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4901445107700993104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4901445107700993104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting-for-jocelyn.html' title='Waiting for Jocelyn'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkkL3QEAK6I/AAAAAAAAAYg/CUrzSOoEoJo/s72-c/CIMG3041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-1265147139711559365</id><published>2009-05-16T19:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:54:56.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjusting to Utah</title><content type='html'>So far we have found living back in Utah very enjoyable.  Despite the fact that Daddy is away, we are making the most of each day.  We talk to Kylin every night on skype, which really is the highlight of our days.  Allyssum's favorite phrase is, "where's Daddy?" with arms out and shoulders shrugged.  Koleson usually responds to her with 'on an airplane!"  I think he believes that daddy is just flying around in the air for weeks at a time, because when Kylin goes we have been telling him that he has to go bye bye on the plane again.  Recently I have changed that to telling him where Daddy really is...at the hospital learning to be a doctor.  That makes a little more sense than flying aimlessly through the skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, we are surviving and keeping busy living life with two toddlers and preparing for a baby!  These are just a few of our fun outings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkhLVwxzCMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/arQt9JFNoxw/s1600-h/CIMG3033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkhLVwxzCMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/arQt9JFNoxw/s200/CIMG3033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352610994372937922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkhLVVmPorI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/IYpzAfslG_s/s1600-h/CIMG3030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkhLVVmPorI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/IYpzAfslG_s/s200/CIMG3030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352610987076723378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my children have a passion for motorbikes, especially Koleson!  Thanks grandpa for all the rides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkhJuHn6IkI/AAAAAAAAAX4/jFkXmDrud_A/s1600-h/CIMG3000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkhJuHn6IkI/AAAAAAAAAX4/jFkXmDrud_A/s200/CIMG3000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352609213799080514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkhLU-FIUVI/AAAAAAAAAYA/IuFgBHeZQHQ/s1600-h/CIMG3003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkhLU-FIUVI/AAAAAAAAAYA/IuFgBHeZQHQ/s200/CIMG3003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352610980763816274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkhLVEDeFeI/AAAAAAAAAYI/sRaecvKMF7k/s1600-h/CIMG3006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkhLVEDeFeI/AAAAAAAAAYI/sRaecvKMF7k/s200/CIMG3006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352610982367466978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fun BBQ's with the family and all the cousins!  Leave it to Grandpa Kovac to show off his Utah root"BEER"!  One of Our favorite things about our new house is the huge grass area and private lane for the kids to ride their bikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfsrmoZeJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6KwT8SWD01M/s1600-h/CIMG2994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfsrmoZeJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6KwT8SWD01M/s200/CIMG2994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352506916001642642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfsrS7ovpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/-C2A7Srk1a8/s1600-h/CIMG2992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfsrS7ovpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/-C2A7Srk1a8/s200/CIMG2992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352506910713626258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfsq_33XrI/AAAAAAAAAXA/NJ1G9Te7CDg/s1600-h/CIMG2979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfsq_33XrI/AAAAAAAAAXA/NJ1G9Te7CDg/s200/CIMG2979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352506905597533874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfsqpF9k2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/Ltn9yRVKa04/s1600-h/CIMG2973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfsqpF9k2I/AAAAAAAAAW4/Ltn9yRVKa04/s200/CIMG2973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352506899482645346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love the Hogle Zoo!  It is about twice the size of the Iowa Zoo- and a new atmosphere still!  We especially love it when daddy can join us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-1265147139711559365?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1265147139711559365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=1265147139711559365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1265147139711559365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1265147139711559365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/adjusting-to-utah.html' title='Adjusting to Utah'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkhLVwxzCMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/arQt9JFNoxw/s72-c/CIMG3033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-5598696004522633893</id><published>2009-04-15T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:56:31.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfp704IA4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/j41v34W7GYo/s1600-h/CIMG2953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfp704IA4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/j41v34W7GYo/s200/CIMG2953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352503896168727426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfp7bMvTZI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GAmDgtNzDHQ/s1600-h/CIMG2951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfp7bMvTZI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GAmDgtNzDHQ/s200/CIMG2951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352503889275866514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been fun moving into our new home for the next year even better to have family around. Looking back, it seems kind of funny the circle we have made.  We were so excited to move away and start our adventure on our own- together as a family.  It was a great experience- but we are ready and love having family close again even if it is only for a year.  Hopefully all this training will guide us closer to family in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfp8C3icxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Yo_6sjCbxiQ/s1600-h/CIMG2957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfp8C3icxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Yo_6sjCbxiQ/s200/CIMG2957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352503899924362002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kylin was able to help us move in and get totally settled before he headed back to Iowa to finish his last month and a half. The first few days Koleson continually asked to go home and play with Maggie.  I think it was hard for him to gain full understanding of what was really happening.  After a couple fun outings with all of his cousins he quickly developed a huge love for the new house.  If Maggie lived next door that would be the cherry on top of his perfect sundae!  He continually asks to play with her.  His imagination is growing by the day and it is so funny to hear the adventures he creates while playing with his little people toys.  It usually involves Maggie, Hallie and Kassius going for ice cream or to the park.  We sure do miss all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfo7lNuJvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/w2Wkb0xTMlM/s1600-h/CIMG2946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfo7lNuJvI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/w2Wkb0xTMlM/s320/CIMG2946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352502792452712178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfnYCF-6cI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FZC7aIMYikQ/s1600-h/CIMG2936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfnYCF-6cI/AAAAAAAAAVg/FZC7aIMYikQ/s320/CIMG2936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352501082217966018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfo67ub63I/AAAAAAAAAWA/73N8TaM6r50/s1600-h/CIMG2940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfo67ub63I/AAAAAAAAAWA/73N8TaM6r50/s320/CIMG2940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352502781315640178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course you can't have to much of a good thing, reality had to strike at some point.  Kylin left us Easter morning and I became a single mom.  I am not going to lie, I cried the whole way home from the airport. This is something we have known for some time was going to happen- but it is also something I believe you can't prepare yourself for.  Monday rolled around and I realized the more positive I am- the easier this will be on all of us.  The kids and I have embarked on many adventures, and spent numberless days riding bikes in our front yard.  We couldn't have found a better place to live than where we are- with a huge grass area to one side and a dead end street in front of us from our private lane.  We love our neighbors, and family is right around the corner by the park and swimming pool.  The second day here Koleson looked out the back window pointing to our backyard and said "look mommy, a park!"  bless his little deprived heart!  My little boy full of energy finally has room to run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfo7WAGADI/AAAAAAAAAWI/kMDESQtLvNc/s1600-h/CIMG2948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfo7WAGADI/AAAAAAAAAWI/kMDESQtLvNc/s320/CIMG2948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352502788369023026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfo7ywM24I/AAAAAAAAAWY/BLxiuPxO3uM/s1600-h/CIMG2949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfo7ywM24I/AAAAAAAAAWY/BLxiuPxO3uM/s320/CIMG2949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352502796086991746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have a fun Easter, it was cute to see Allyssum dig into her candy and eggs.  Koleson found one and cracked it open to eat the candy one by one, while Allyssum cracked them all and  couldn't get them in her mouth fast enough.  The Easter Bunny filled upside down life jackets for the kids.  I was very grateful, I think the Easter Bunny was thinking ahead with that idea, knowing I would soon have my hands full with three kids...and a pool?  At least life jackets will keep them on top of the water until I get to them- If we ever do make it to the pool that is!   I spent Easter Sunday afternoon explaining to Koleson and Allyssum with pictures why we celebrate  Easter and the real  reasons behind this special day!  Koleson went around he rest of the evening telling Allyssum that Jesus is not dead, he's 'wiving'!   As I sat hearing this statement over and over again- I pondered to myself the truthfulness of this statement.  Jesus is not dead...He lives!  And because he lives so can we.  I am so grateful for my Savior and the light he shines each day in my life and the life of my children.  It is so fun to have kids and listen to the tenderness that the spirit brings out in their sweet and simple testimonies.  It brings us back to the basics of the gospel and why we are really here...Jesus is not dead, He lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-5598696004522633893?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5598696004522633893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=5598696004522633893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5598696004522633893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/5598696004522633893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfp704IA4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/j41v34W7GYo/s72-c/CIMG2953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-7846101101943366425</id><published>2009-04-02T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:38:31.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Days in Iowa</title><content type='html'>Koleson will greatly miss his best friend Maggie.  It was the saddest thing as we packed up the final belongings and said good bye to the Allred's, even little Maggie's eyes were full of tears.  We couldn't have been blessed with greater friends in Iowa.  We love you all! these are just a few of the pics we took at Jumping Jacks.  I had to take the kids out a few days before the big move to get away from all the boxes and chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfklmJOwII/AAAAAAAAAUo/lLPtmd3wzPg/s1600-h/CIMG2854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfklmJOwII/AAAAAAAAAUo/lLPtmd3wzPg/s320/CIMG2854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352498016698679426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfjrdzhPwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Y71x88j9JxY/s1600-h/CIMG2853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfjrdzhPwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Y71x88j9JxY/s320/CIMG2853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352497018027720450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfjrFee50I/AAAAAAAAAUY/EkbsCW1p7T0/s1600-h/CIMG2852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfjrFee50I/AAAAAAAAAUY/EkbsCW1p7T0/s320/CIMG2852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352497011497035586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a very hectic  last couple of weeks in Iowa- and I seriously would not have stayed sane had it not been for our amazing friends!  It was Kylin's busiest time ever between the rotation he was on and finishing up his MHA courses and exams!  I feel bad pointing the finger at him because he was working very hard completing his school priority list which left me to attend to everything else.  He managed to pack up the pictures in the house (a job I didn't want the responsibility of), while eight months pregnant I packed up the rest of the house.  I chose a section each day which made the task at hand very manageable, but grateful in the same respect that we decided to switch the move to an earlier date.  Otherwise I could have put myself into labor lifting and bending the way a move requires.  Koleson loved decorating his train box...this is after all one of the most important boxes in the house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfkmer6-NI/AAAAAAAAAVA/2YjO_adrxXI/s1600-h/CIMG2905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfkmer6-NI/AAAAAAAAAVA/2YjO_adrxXI/s320/CIMG2905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352498031876569298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of the kids favorite pastimes as the adults stood outside talking was playing in the back of Kylin's truck.  We didn't mind as it kept them contained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkflWeTmYJI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/EPzTRarcOQI/s1600-h/CIMG2912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkflWeTmYJI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/EPzTRarcOQI/s320/CIMG2912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352498856408277138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfjq-ESb1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/6iF_j3fAR1g/s1600-h/CIMG2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfjq-ESb1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/6iF_j3fAR1g/s320/CIMG2823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352497009508118354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was exciting to start our next adventure and move close to family, it was really sad leaving Iowa. We loved everything about it (minus the weather!)  Ryan and Danna are going to continue our legacy there for us and we can relive our favorite things about Iowa vicariously through them :)  We will be so jealous of them especially when the fall rolls around!  Fall time in Iowa is what the season is really about...tractors, farms, pumpkins and corn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everybody who helped pack us up.  We got a huge truck thinking we would have plenty of room and of course we filled it!  I think we will need to try down sizing a bit when we get to Utah.  Koleson and his friends loved running up and down the ramp as well as playing inside the cab of the moving truck.  A huge thanks again to our amazing friends, especially Katie who made sure that we didn't sneak out unnoticed.  As the next chapter of our life begins- we will forever be grateful for the one we have just finished...for the lessons learned, friendships gained and life lived in the good  old corn state of Iowa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfkmOu6NzI/AAAAAAAAAU4/dhU4YE86YIw/s1600-h/CIMG2902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfkmOu6NzI/AAAAAAAAAU4/dhU4YE86YIw/s320/CIMG2902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352498027594135346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfkl8iBYCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/duMlLCsjzo4/s1600-h/CIMG2900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/Skfkl8iBYCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/duMlLCsjzo4/s320/CIMG2900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352498022708240418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkflWsTSjnI/AAAAAAAAAVY/KPRt1RVfAUE/s1600-h/CIMG2916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkflWsTSjnI/AAAAAAAAAVY/KPRt1RVfAUE/s320/CIMG2916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352498860165074546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkflWH6g_NI/AAAAAAAAAVI/rDrcB2J-8CA/s1600-h/CIMG2906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkflWH6g_NI/AAAAAAAAAVI/rDrcB2J-8CA/s320/CIMG2906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352498850397486290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-7846101101943366425?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7846101101943366425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=7846101101943366425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7846101101943366425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7846101101943366425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-days-in-iowa.html' title='Final Days in Iowa'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SkfklmJOwII/AAAAAAAAAUo/lLPtmd3wzPg/s72-c/CIMG2854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-3447334443942700413</id><published>2009-03-17T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:40:08.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day!</title><content type='html'>Koleson decided this was one of his favorite days as everything was green (one of his most preferred colors.)  We started the morning off with green pancakes and green eggs, while reading the classic St. Patties day book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green Eggs and Ham.  &lt;/span&gt;We have been having beautiful weather these last two days and couldn't let the morning go by without taking a quick jog outside- while noticing everything green (although not a whole yet is green here---yet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/ScBszA4_hKI/AAAAAAAAATw/stGMFmJy7jE/s1600-h/CIMG2831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/ScBszA4_hKI/AAAAAAAAATw/stGMFmJy7jE/s320/CIMG2831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314367183965357218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After we were all dressed in our holiday attire, Koleson helped me make some green pigs in a blanket to take to our St. Patrick's Day party at the Summer's.  Thanks Megan for tons of fun!  It was fun to see everybody together again in the final days here in Iowa:(  I really am going to miss everything about this place (minus the weather!) We have met some incredible, talented and just amazing friends all around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/ScBsyybm3mI/AAAAAAAAATo/P2DWbYaV9Is/s1600-h/CIMG2837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/ScBsyybm3mI/AAAAAAAAATo/P2DWbYaV9Is/s320/CIMG2837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314367180084010594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids crashed after returning home and slept a good portion of the afternoon...I should of made better use of my time, but what is a pregnant lady to do when there is so much to get done...then sleep herself!  It felt good, but I will be paying for it as I lie awake tonight wishing I was asleep!  We had a nice barbecue to end our fun filled day!  It is always fun to break out of the normal routine with a fun holiday like today!  Koleson loved everything green, Allyssum was so proud of her huge bow, Koleson had to show off his hat to all of his friends...and I think we made it through the day by reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green Eggs and Ham &lt;/span&gt;only about ten times!  Looks like we may have found a new favorite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-3447334443942700413?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3447334443942700413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=3447334443942700413' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3447334443942700413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3447334443942700413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/ScBszA4_hKI/AAAAAAAAATw/stGMFmJy7jE/s72-c/CIMG2831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-2570672782548474106</id><published>2009-02-26T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T18:53:42.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one of those days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SadVecxPW6I/AAAAAAAAATY/yjFgis6dXvI/s1600-h/CIMG2821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SadVecxPW6I/AAAAAAAAATY/yjFgis6dXvI/s320/CIMG2821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307304667486575522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SadVeN5uQFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Y_avbmYXeyI/s1600-h/CIMG2816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SadVeN5uQFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Y_avbmYXeyI/s320/CIMG2816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307304663495622738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started off this cold, wet morning with the ambitious thought of picking up a friend and heading to the mall to let the kids get some energy out!  Normally it wouldn't be an 'ambitious endeavor' as it is a common activity for us...but lately everything seems one step harder than it used to be.  we were off to a great start, the kids bathed and clothed and playing great together (which should have been my first warning).  I decided to take the opportunity and jump in the shower, not more than a minute or two later Allyssum was pulling at the curtains laughing.  I then heard the cupboard doors start to open and shut, which is her favorite thing to do while we are in the bathroom.  about a minute into her enjoyment however, I heard the screaming tears begin.  She is not much of a crier- so I knew either Koleson was the culprit or something had really happened.  As I peeked my head around the curtain I saw Koleson rushing to her side giving her hugs and asking if she was ok (a practice he definitely wouldn't do if he was at fault) so I quickly got out and surveyed the damage.  Wouldn't you know it- a big gash +lots of blood=stitches right by her left eye!  I got grabbed the phone and called the Dr. while getting dressed and soothing Allysssum (it's amazing how much you can do at once when needed).  We hopped in the car and were off!  Because the cut was so close to her eye they didn't want to do stitches and were hesitant about glue, but decided that was most likely the best bet as long as we could keep it out of her eye!  She cried for about 20 seconds as we held her down to get the glue on and stopped as soon as I lifted her back up!  What a trooper.  All the nurses were amazed at her calm demeanor and the smiles and giggles so freely given as we went through this process!  So, what a great way to start our morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon progressed without too much excitement!  We managed to pick up our friend Maggie and head to the mall to play- then headed upstairs to the food court for a Wendy's special!  Gotta love that dollar menu!  Later on we decided to brave the ferocious wind and cold temperatures to get the mail.  We loaded in the car to drive around the corner (yes I am that lazy in the cold).  Koleson of course wanted to be my helper by putting the key in the hole and opening the box for me...Junk mail, of course!  So I opened up the passenger side door and headed to get in my side to find that Koleson had so lovingly locked the doors on me.  I tried and tried to get him to open it, but he kept staring at me with this blank look.  Meanwhile I'm freezing outside and doing all in my power to get him to open the door.  The biggest frustration came when I finally got him to move to the back seat and push the automatic door button that he pushes every time we get in and out of the car.  He again just sat there looking at it! ARGHH!  People from the ward keep driving by and stopping to get there mail hoping they can be of service...And there Koleson sits with his blank look and me freezing in the cold.  This is Kylin's long day where we don't see him from sun up to sun down- he holds the only spare key!  So to end this novel- After about fifteen minutes, I finally decided that luring Koleson to open the door for his good friend Maggie might be my only option...And it worked.  Although we weren't so luck to get the door, we did get the window!  What a little stinker!!!  The rest of the day was up and down- and now it has come to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SadVej1TtzI/AAAAAAAAATg/UaRNR6NIiEc/s1600-h/CIMG2822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SadVej1TtzI/AAAAAAAAATg/UaRNR6NIiEc/s320/CIMG2822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307304669382686514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have days like these I can't help but be thankful that I have children to keep things eventful and full of excitement!  I can't help but melt when they both come and curl up to me with books in hand to have mommy time, or the generous amount of hugs and kisses freely given, Koleson telling how yummy the waffles we had for dinner are, or my favorite words he says..."I yuv you mommy!"  Today was one of those busy non-stop days of not accomplishing anything you wanted or needed to, except for the most important task of being a mom- and that is something I wouldn't trade for the world- even on a day like today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-2570672782548474106?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2570672782548474106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=2570672782548474106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/2570672782548474106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/2570672782548474106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-one-of-those-days.html' title='Just one of those days!'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SadVecxPW6I/AAAAAAAAATY/yjFgis6dXvI/s72-c/CIMG2821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-6941768537047373614</id><published>2009-02-01T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:54:26.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allyssum's One Year Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SYZgRxldPzI/AAAAAAAAATI/IGgADp0K6o0/s1600-h/sc00bd9864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SYZgRxldPzI/AAAAAAAAATI/IGgADp0K6o0/s320/sc00bd9864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298027870132453170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SYZgRqcsPKI/AAAAAAAAATA/yS8inJlGJd4/s1600-h/sc00bd832f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SYZgRqcsPKI/AAAAAAAAATA/yS8inJlGJd4/s320/sc00bd832f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298027868216638626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess technically it is Allyssum's 13 month photos, we are just about done trying to play catch-up for the couple weeks we were gone and my procrastination!  I thought she would just ham it up in front of the camera like usual, but of course she had to play the hard ball in the beginning.  It wasn't until we started telling her she had 'stinky feet' that she burst out laughing!  That is a sure laugh starter for her at any given moment!  She also is an official walker now...unless she is racing for a toy with Koleson.  She kinda did things backwards, we thought she would be walking months ago with the way she was walking around furniture.  Instead, she would stand up in the middle of the floor- sit down again, crawl, stand up, sit down, crawl...   She has been taking steps off and on for the last month, but this weekend her feet haven't had much of a break!  Yeah for Allyssum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-6941768537047373614?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6941768537047373614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=6941768537047373614' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/6941768537047373614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/6941768537047373614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/allyssums-one-year-photo.html' title='Allyssum&apos;s One Year Photo'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SYZgRxldPzI/AAAAAAAAATI/IGgADp0K6o0/s72-c/sc00bd9864.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-8760409161063328347</id><published>2009-01-22T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:21:31.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Girl!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-IxnaSfOI/AAAAAAAAASg/NT6tm8cAAO8/s1600-h/sc003093ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-IxnaSfOI/AAAAAAAAASg/NT6tm8cAAO8/s320/sc003093ba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296102072785206498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-IxfA6DBI/AAAAAAAAASY/2FdF401wOUM/s1600-h/sc003076ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-IxfA6DBI/AAAAAAAAASY/2FdF401wOUM/s320/sc003076ba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296102070531263506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stand corrected!  I thought for sure we were going to have a boy with the way my pregnancy has gone thus far.  We had our ultrasound yesterday and everything detected that our little &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt; is as healthy as can be.  We are so excited to have two little girls right in a row, especially because they will be so close in age!  Shortly after the tech told us it was a girl I turned to Kylin and asked how far along they would let you be to have an abortion?  She probably thought I was awful and wanted a boy... but I really was marveling at this sweet miracle that is developing inside  of  me!  It breaks my heart to think that somebody could see a full developed baby, then take it's life.  Who knows why that came to mind in that moment- but I later explained the story to the nurse who went straight to the ultrasound tech to clarify my question!  Oops, that's what I get for thinking out loud!  We really are so excited and anxious for the arrival of our new little girl!  A name is yet to be determined so we are open for all possibilities!  It has been tradition for us to go out for ice cream (Coldstone to really splurge) the day of the gender ultrasound for celebration! We couldn't be happier about the news of our new little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-HXcH-pGI/AAAAAAAAASQ/7AIMQDGcqbw/s1600-h/CIMG2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-HXcH-pGI/AAAAAAAAASQ/7AIMQDGcqbw/s320/CIMG2747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296100523567391842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-8760409161063328347?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8760409161063328347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=8760409161063328347' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/8760409161063328347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/8760409161063328347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a Girl!!!'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-IxnaSfOI/AAAAAAAAASg/NT6tm8cAAO8/s72-c/sc003093ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-2937199129311069668</id><published>2009-01-20T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:12:38.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iowa Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-GxYFdRLI/AAAAAAAAASI/K6pDG1S__C0/s1600-h/CIMG2738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-GxYFdRLI/AAAAAAAAASI/K6pDG1S__C0/s200/CIMG2738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296099869648045234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-GxM4yS0I/AAAAAAAAASA/kKySf3rOQR4/s1600-h/CIMG2737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-GxM4yS0I/AAAAAAAAASA/kKySf3rOQR4/s200/CIMG2737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296099866642107202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sure have loved our time here in Iowa, but I personally could do without the weather.  The last few weeks have been bitter cold.  In the month of January, schools have been canceled three times, church once and we have had a bout 6 days of weather reaching no more than -30 degrees (including wind chill!)  As fun as it is, it makes for cold all around.  We have to crank the heat up in the house, dress warmer than usual for indoors- and not open the doors unless absolutely necessary!  We have managed to have fun indoors...we have had to be creative a bit in those desperate moments but all in all have survived!  One storm brought lots of snow, and the temperatures were just about above freezing- so Kylin and Koleson went out to brave the cold and conquer the snow hills!  They were outside for almost two hours and Koleson loved every minute of it!  Listen to my complaining!  At least I have a home and warmth to escape to.  I can't help but look out across these flat plains and imagine the pioneers who walked across these same grounds not so long ago!  I admire their bravery, perseverance and determination.  The church is true- because no one would battle this weather without a cause!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-2937199129311069668?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2937199129311069668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=2937199129311069668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/2937199129311069668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/2937199129311069668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/iowa-weather.html' title='Iowa Weather'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-GxYFdRLI/AAAAAAAAASI/K6pDG1S__C0/s72-c/CIMG2738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-1811281869210046314</id><published>2009-01-20T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:08:14.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-E244J2qI/AAAAAAAAARg/SDhtstAvZA0/s1600-h/CIMG2519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-E244J2qI/AAAAAAAAARg/SDhtstAvZA0/s320/CIMG2519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296097765326707362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-E2e4H7eI/AAAAAAAAARY/rhKIlRqEVjI/s1600-h/CIMG2517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-E2e4H7eI/AAAAAAAAARY/rhKIlRqEVjI/s320/CIMG2517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296097758347259362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-FZCbBibI/AAAAAAAAARw/OYoYIDzTvmU/s1600-h/CIMG2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-FZCbBibI/AAAAAAAAARw/OYoYIDzTvmU/s320/CIMG2640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296098352004434354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-E3DX3fHI/AAAAAAAAARo/hRbzzDLSS6w/s1600-h/IMG_0841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-E3DX3fHI/AAAAAAAAARo/hRbzzDLSS6w/s320/IMG_0841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296097768144075890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am a little late on getting Christmas posted.  For some reason it feels as though I have bee trying to play catch-up these last few weeks since we have been home.  You would think with several days of -30 degree wind chills, I would have plenty of time to get things done around the house...but inside time means stir crazy kids as well as a mommy!  Not a very good combo- so we have found various activities to do around the house to keep us occupied during these freezing days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say the least, we had an amazing Christmas vacation!  It was so nice to have Kylin to ourselves for a few weeks.  I think we got a little too spoiled though as the kids wondered where Daddy had gone once the break was over.  Allyssum kept pointing to Kylin's picture on the wall with her hands raised up as if to ask where?  And Koleson just wouldn't let the subject die.  luckily preschool started up again and in no time we were back into the routine of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent two weeks in Utah, about a week with each side of the family.  Luckily the weather cooperated with our long drive through the night until we got to Wyoming and the weather got a little tricky to drive in!  The blowing snow made for zero visibility so  we had to stop in the middle of the road a couple times and wait for the gust of wind to pass.    As soon as we made it out of Cheyenne, they closed down I-80 about three miles back from where we had passed! Lucky us, we made it safe and sound without being stuck in Cheyenne.  We definitely had a hand watching  over us as we traveled.  Once we arrived, we spent the first few days with my side of the fam.  Christmas morning was so fun...Koleson was still a little frightened of Santa, but every time he saw him he would yell from a distance "I want a train!"  I have never seen eyes so wide as he woke up Christmas morning and beheld Santa's gift.  Not only a train, but a train table loaded with trains and all kinds of extras.  We were opening presents for the next three weeks because he didn't care to share his attention with anything else!  Thank you Santa!  Allyssum surprised us all as well as she got a doll stroller and a doll.  She immediately took the bottle and put it right into the baby's mouth along with lots of hugs and kisses!  I am so amazed at the natural motherly intuition girls have over the natural way boys are built to play.  It was a fun filled day with all the family.  We were completely spoiled rotten by both families and are truly grateful for we received.  Our van was packed to the top coming home, which may have proved beneficial during the drive to keep us from sliding on the roads.  The next few days were spent with Kylin's family.  It was fun to have the entire family together and especially to have Great Grandma Kovac there as well.  I love watching the cousins all play together!  It is for sure crazy at times with seven kids two and under, but surprisingly pleasant all at the same time!  Koleson was so sad to leave his cousins and grandparents behind.  He is finally at the age to make connections and understand the whole extended family thing!  Hopefully soon we are closer for good rather than just two weeks at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was also very special as Koleson gets older and slowly starts to understand the role the little baby Jesus plays in his young life.  In preschool they taught the song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Away in a Manger, &lt;/span&gt;to sing at the Christmas program.  He sang it 24/7 and still will burst out in song from time to time.  We also bought a little toy nativity for the kids to be able to play with.  A few times while Alyssum was sleeping Koleson and I would take the pieces and role play the story  of little baby Jesus.    Everything about that simple story had meaning to my sweet little two year old.  The star, the angel, baby Jesus, the gifts, and even the stable animals.  Any time we were out shopping and he saw any of these objects- he would start to ask questions about the order of the nativity story- or start singing the song.  He especially loved all nativity sets, even those he couldn't touch as he new they were something special, especially with baby Jesus asleep in the hay.  Of course now the the Christmas season has come to an end, and the nativity sets are packed away, he is a bit confused as to why Jesus isn't always asleep in the hay.  So anytime he sees a picture of Christ he points and says,"Jesus asleep in the hay!"  What a precious reminder it has been for me this Christmas season to have my little one remind me of the simple pleasures that make this time of year worth celebrating.  It isn't the gifts or Santa that made it possible, but Jesus asleep in the hay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-FrU5zZ8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/zED2ToCw93A/s1600-h/CIMG2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-FrU5zZ8I/AAAAAAAAAR4/zED2ToCw93A/s400/CIMG2704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296098666203015106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-1811281869210046314?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1811281869210046314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=1811281869210046314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1811281869210046314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1811281869210046314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX-E244J2qI/AAAAAAAAARg/SDhtstAvZA0/s72-c/CIMG2519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-6650747868473064023</id><published>2008-12-22T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:33:45.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allysum's First Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX99gycqTgI/AAAAAAAAARQ/nOa0jwAXZe0/s1600-h/CIMG2624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX99gycqTgI/AAAAAAAAARQ/nOa0jwAXZe0/s400/CIMG2624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296089689062264322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Allyssum was so lucky to be able to celebrate her first birthday surrounded with family!  Wow, one year old!  It is so hard to believe that this time last year I was in the hospital celebrating the joy that had entered our lives.  She has truly been the most amazing baby one could ever hope for.  I don't think Heavenly father sends children more well behaved than this.  She makes our hearts melt time and time again.  She has a constant smile across her face that lights her eyes up and radiates to all around her.  She has been such a blessing in our home showering us all with hugs and kisses daily!  We are truly blessed to have her in our family and love her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves being the center of attention, so the whole singing and birthday cake were right up her alley.  One of her first words was "ELMO" so we couldn't resist an Elmo cake to allow her to fully indulge on this special day!  Credits for the cake go 100% to Kylin, who did an amazing job with his creation that even our little one year old Allyssum could identify it!  She was showered with gifts galore, a big thank you to all who helped make this a special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX984X74gBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/oa0n8eAaG1A/s1600-h/CIMG2578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX984X74gBI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/oa0n8eAaG1A/s200/CIMG2578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296088994750693394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX984mmWNMI/AAAAAAAAARA/J9AcJ9REP4o/s1600-h/CIMG2601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX984mmWNMI/AAAAAAAAARA/J9AcJ9REP4o/s200/CIMG2601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296088998686897346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX9844yI2uI/AAAAAAAAARI/7ESAYUpvZek/s1600-h/CIMG2636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX9844yI2uI/AAAAAAAAARI/7ESAYUpvZek/s200/CIMG2636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296089003568192226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/1647755123641121104-6650747868473064023?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6650747868473064023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=6650747868473064023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/6650747868473064023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/6650747868473064023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/allysums-first-birthday.html' title='Allysum&apos;s First Birthday!'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SX99gycqTgI/AAAAAAAAARQ/nOa0jwAXZe0/s72-c/CIMG2624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-1270566707890997801</id><published>2008-12-02T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:26:41.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV8CPdayII/AAAAAAAAANo/GO8kCAavCCI/s1600-h/CIMG2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV8CPdayII/AAAAAAAAANo/GO8kCAavCCI/s200/CIMG2459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275258916485908610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had such a fun weekend, I hated to see it end.  We actually had Daddy home with us for four days!  What a special treat!  Grandpa and Grandma Pettit were going to come out for the weekend but had to cancel last minute- which left the four of us celebrating the day together.  We found some takers on a last minute meal from the missionaries.  When will they ever turn you down, even though it was there second meal of the day!  Kylin had to work in the most the day, so the kids and I spent the day watching the parade, listening and dancing to Christmas music and cooking.  Koleson gave me a good laugh when he came and surprised me in the kitchen with his attire, or lack of!  Once Kylin got home, he carved the turkey and we sat to eat.  I love Thanksgiving dinner.  Although Grandpa and Grandma were missed, it was fun to have the missionaries over.  They bring such a special spirit in the home and reminded us of the thing we truly have to be thankful for.  Most importantly the gospel that shapes our lives, gives us hope and direction, and enlightens our future.  I am thankful for so many things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV7b3ml2mI/AAAAAAAAANY/l4sworUWrjY/s1600-h/CIMG2456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV7b3ml2mI/AAAAAAAAANY/l4sworUWrjY/s200/CIMG2456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275258257246902882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV7cPcdqaI/AAAAAAAAANg/aEKKxnU7nDs/s1600-h/CIMG2473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV7cPcdqaI/AAAAAAAAANg/aEKKxnU7nDs/s200/CIMG2473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275258263646874018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV7be4eYQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/170v50iFuGo/s1600-h/CIMG2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV7be4eYQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/170v50iFuGo/s200/CIMG2455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275258250611024130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my parents were coming into town, we thought it would be fun to go to Disney on Ice Thansgiving night.  When they couldn't come, we invited the missionaries to take their tickets.  We allate tons, and were able to sit back and be entertained.  It was a very fun evening.  I am not sure if Koleson enjoyed the stairs to the arena or the actual show better, but overall it was enjoyable for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV8k1Z-G3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/KRSlOlWEl88/s1600-h/CIMG2471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV8k1Z-G3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/KRSlOlWEl88/s200/CIMG2471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275259510787545970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV8kpzAJwI/AAAAAAAAANw/ZPzh6VKMpv0/s1600-h/CIMG2465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV8kpzAJwI/AAAAAAAAANw/ZPzh6VKMpv0/s200/CIMG2465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275259507671312130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We returned that evening, put the kids to bed and began our hunt through the shopping ads.  After all, what would this weekend be without the shopping the next day.  Yes, I am one of theose crazy shoppers who loves every minute of it.  Our mall opened at midnight, so a few of us girls headed out at 11:30 pm to get in line at the mall.  I only had two stops to make there until I headed for my bigger prize at Best Buy.  Kylin really wanted a GPS for Christmas, and we found a really good deal that could only be had in the stores.  So at 1:00 am I started my wait in the bitter cold by myself (the girls wanted to wait in line at kohls).  I thought I would only have to wait until 3:00 am when they were to come pass out tickets for the items we were waiting for.  They didn't come out until 3:30 or so, and of course, my item was not being ticketed.  So with only an hour and a half left to brave the cold until the store opened- I decided to tough the rest of the time out.  After all, by this point- I was about 15th in line.  All of us standing together got to be good buddies- all laughing at the drunk  "under-age" drinkers in front of us.  The time ended up going by a lot faster than imagined, and before I knew it the workers were lecturing us on kindness before they opened the doors.  I got my reward...and wow, did the rack disappear quick!  It was a fun experience, cold but entertaining.  I must add that Kylin volunteered to be the one to stand out- but i wanted to.  So he spent most of the night laying in bed awake hating the fact that I was out in the cold by myself.  After Best Buy I stopped off at a few other stores ad made it home by 6:00 am.  Just in time to get a half hour of sleep before the kids woke up!  Actually, Kylin was so generous to let me sleep in a few more hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend, we also headed off to the Iowa Science Center. They have tons of fun activities for the kids, and excuses for the parents to act like kids. THe have a big huge needle board, so here is an indentation of our family. We have several Koleson's across he bottom, me with my bug eyes (due to glasses) in the top left, Kylin in the top right, and Allyssum in the middle! We had such a wonderful holiday weekend as a family- I can't wait until Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV9Iv4LQOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/foOBuzaUfQQ/s1600-h/CIMG2480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV9Iv4LQOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/foOBuzaUfQQ/s200/CIMG2480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275260127778914530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV9IJoe7GI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-WhE_BMEY_U/s1600-h/CIMG2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV9IJoe7GI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-WhE_BMEY_U/s200/CIMG2483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275260117512547426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-1270566707890997801?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1270566707890997801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=1270566707890997801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1270566707890997801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1270566707890997801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STV8CPdayII/AAAAAAAAANo/GO8kCAavCCI/s72-c/CIMG2459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-8543634711495727306</id><published>2008-12-02T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:28:54.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Snowfall</title><content type='html'>We have officially begun the treacherous winter here in Iowa.  The first snowfall was an icebreaker as it dumped and then melted the next day!  Koleson was so anxious to get out and play in the snow, so Kylin took him out and made a quick snowman.  Allyssum wanted to be in on the fun also- so we let her join in for a few minutes.  Something about that white, cold, wet stuff made her laugh and smile non-stop, and of course- everything new is best tested for her in the mouth.  Koleson equally enjoyed himself running, jumping and falling all over in the big white fluffs.  He especially liked pushing around the big huge snowballs that eventually made our snowman.  Unfortunately the snowmans life was short lived as the sun shone brightly the next day.  so we waved farewell to that one and promised Koleson to "re-build" him on the next snowfall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVz03csVPI/AAAAAAAAANI/DGYI2sqZxfg/s1600-h/CIMG2435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVz03csVPI/AAAAAAAAANI/DGYI2sqZxfg/s200/CIMG2435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275249890609091826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVz0Puy6gI/AAAAAAAAAM4/kb_DsqPafMI/s1600-h/CIMG2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVz0Puy6gI/AAAAAAAAAM4/kb_DsqPafMI/s200/CIMG2442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275249879947602434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVz0WhAuWI/AAAAAAAAANA/KNi3Yqyhcrw/s1600-h/CIMG2437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVz0WhAuWI/AAAAAAAAANA/KNi3Yqyhcrw/s200/CIMG2437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275249881768835426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I officially turned 28 years old, or was it 21?  Who knows where the time goes as the years fly by...but who's counting anymore.  If it weren't for my birthday being on an even year I would forget how old I am.  We celebrated by going out to dinner then to a high school show choir performance with some friends.  It was lots of fun.  The kids especially enjoyed Mommy's birthday desert.  Yummy!  The Allred's had us over for a very delicious birthday dinner the day before where we also had cake and ice cream.  So Chili's desert the day of hit the spot just right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVyx9ZXKXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-_4PopQoH1U/s1600-h/CIMG2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVyx9ZXKXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-_4PopQoH1U/s200/CIMG2450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275248741154498930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVyxX8ih8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/9R2hsurYnjM/s1600-h/CIMG2451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVyxX8ih8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/9R2hsurYnjM/s200/CIMG2451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275248731101497282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVyxNSppLI/AAAAAAAAAMg/O0VbL_ju9T4/s1600-h/CIMG2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVyxNSppLI/AAAAAAAAAMg/O0VbL_ju9T4/s200/CIMG2452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275248728241448114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-8543634711495727306?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8543634711495727306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=8543634711495727306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/8543634711495727306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/8543634711495727306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-snowfall.html' title='First Snowfall'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVz03csVPI/AAAAAAAAANI/DGYI2sqZxfg/s72-c/CIMG2435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-6837379176716959026</id><published>2008-12-02T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:26:01.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy day at Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVFBY82gAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/MZKIJnXJyJw/s1600-h/CIMG2422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVFBY82gAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/MZKIJnXJyJw/s200/CIMG2422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275198428714270722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVFBqaYmlI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Nb4y2N7q018/s1600-h/CIMG2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVFBqaYmlI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Nb4y2N7q018/s200/CIMG2420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275198433401543250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVFAz7pCeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/itfvUgSkbcM/s1600-h/CIMG2423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVFAz7pCeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/itfvUgSkbcM/s200/CIMG2423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275198418777082338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koleson and I had lots of fun together as he showed me around his daily routine at preschool.   At first I thought maybe he was putting  on a show for me , but the teachers assured me that  he is always such a ham, especially during music time.   Koleson is known for loudly, and proudly singing the last few words of every line in songs.  And once the music starts he can barely contain himself.  He constantly jumps and bounces to music even if the actions don't require it.  It was so much fun to see him in  'his environment' and how proud he is to be such a big boy!  Our day entailed stories, snack, music, art and play! No wonder he naps well on school days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-6837379176716959026?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6837379176716959026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=6837379176716959026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/6837379176716959026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/6837379176716959026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/mommy-day-at-preschool.html' title='Mommy day at Preschool'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVFBY82gAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/MZKIJnXJyJw/s72-c/CIMG2422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-290939169516599488</id><published>2008-12-02T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:25:31.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVCsJ9-uzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Zznv3InFCco/s1600-h/CIMG2432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVCsJ9-uzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Zznv3InFCco/s320/CIMG2432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275195864891964210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVCrKOonyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6A1PKmpVgOI/s1600-h/CIMG2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVCrKOonyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6A1PKmpVgOI/s320/CIMG2433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275195847781949218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I jumped on the bandwagon!  A little later than most I must say.  I was trying to finish Koleson's scrapbook last year when the big craze came out, so I somehow missed out on all the excitement.  But I wasn't about to miss it this round.  So, borrowing the books from a friend, I read the entire set in one week(during nap times and lots of late nights.).  I actually was only planning on reading the first book in prep for the movie, but I got sucked in and completely addicted! So a group of us girls decided to feel young again and get tickets for the first midnight showing on opening night!  Might I add that we were the first in line at 8:00 just to make the experience that much more memorable.  We came prepared with games, food and laughs.  Most of the girls sported the Twilight t-shirts, I however was not on the ball enough for that.  It was tons of fun to get out and feel young again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-290939169516599488?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/290939169516599488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=290939169516599488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/290939169516599488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/290939169516599488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='TWILIGHT'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STVCsJ9-uzI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Zznv3InFCco/s72-c/CIMG2432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-9146478149543949169</id><published>2008-12-02T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:24:37.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stair Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So it is official...Allyssum is now a master at the stairs. We have to close the gate the second we hit the bottom or else she is already half way up. For so long she was perfectly content at waiting at the bottom for us to come down. Then out of nowhere she disappeared from the landing and to all of our surprise was found near the top in a few short seconds. I think she has been waiting at the bottom for weeks just strategizing this first move! One day after frustration set in of not being able to climb...she decided to entertain herself with what she found at the bottom.  So what is it you ask...good old fashioned dirt.  But she sure seems to be proud of her discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STU8Ppk1KHI/AAAAAAAAALw/rndLZ1mkLiE/s1600-h/CIMG2424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STU8Ppk1KHI/AAAAAAAAALw/rndLZ1mkLiE/s200/CIMG2424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275188778090440818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STU8PZxWkqI/AAAAAAAAALo/yJvXzrd7qSk/s1600-h/CIMG2417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STU8PZxWkqI/AAAAAAAAALo/yJvXzrd7qSk/s200/CIMG2417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275188773847995042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-9146478149543949169?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9146478149543949169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=9146478149543949169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/9146478149543949169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/9146478149543949169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/stair-master.html' title='Stair Master'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/STU8Ppk1KHI/AAAAAAAAALw/rndLZ1mkLiE/s72-c/CIMG2424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-1878305807681220927</id><published>2008-11-02T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:47:48.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two week Update</title><content type='html'>I have to say that fall is my favorite time of year especially here in Iowa. There are so many different activities to do as a family. There are several farms to visit, pumpkin patches, tractors, falling leaves, and cooler weather without the humidity! We have had so much fun over the past few weeks...but have been very busy! So here are a few of our highlights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReU8xMwRJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nrbYeyjMukM/s1600-h/CIMG2238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReU8xMwRJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nrbYeyjMukM/s320/CIMG2238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266842060952978578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReU8qUFtHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/bpyhxP2XbLw/s1600-h/CIMG2243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReU8qUFtHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/bpyhxP2XbLw/s320/CIMG2243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266842059104695410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReU8a26kjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9BztMNDxuSU/s1600-h/CIMG2235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReU8a26kjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9BztMNDxuSU/s320/CIMG2235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266842054955799090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReU77lxlxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8GaY3K5UePE/s1600-h/CIMG2233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReU77lxlxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8GaY3K5UePE/s320/CIMG2233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266842046562408210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of our favorite fall places to visit is Howell's Farm and Pumpkin Patch. They have so much to kept the little ones and adults entertained. The Saturday we went was actually still in the 80's so we didn't get to sport the fall attire for pics. It is kinda sad to think that this will be our last time to visit Howell's, as next year we will be moving on to greener pastures, or the "Water Wonderland" state of Michigan. We love the petting zoo, swings, teeter totters, pumpkins, slushies, plasma cars, hay maze, tractor rides and all the other fun activities it offers. Koleson loved it this year, which meant Kylin and I were a lot happier also! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReT3IZILNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vo2PXJ0Tiyk/s1600-h/CIMG2218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReT3IZILNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vo2PXJ0Tiyk/s320/CIMG2218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266840864588049618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReT1rn7DQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EIv4cA9eK78/s1600-h/CIMG2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReT1rn7DQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/EIv4cA9eK78/s320/CIMG2201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266840839685606658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReT2g_b8VI/AAAAAAAAAII/977temjgzpk/s1600-h/CIMG2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReT2g_b8VI/AAAAAAAAAII/977temjgzpk/s320/CIMG2208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266840854011310418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReT2HdeRfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ACVBEKnHPOY/s1600-h/CIMG2205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReT2HdeRfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ACVBEKnHPOY/s320/CIMG2205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266840847157970418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;A few weekends ago we also had the chance to vist Ledges State Park.  Who would have thought you could find a canyon in Iowa?  We had heard so much about it since we moved here but have never had the chance to visit as it is a short drive away.  We decided to go this time of year so we could see the beautiful fall leaves change as well.  We may have been a tad bit late for all the bright colors, but it was gorgeous nontheless.  As soon as we pulled up to the top view point we were in awe.  I actually got a few tears in my eyes as it reminded me of Utah, which still seems as home because we have always known that Iowa was just a stoppping point- even though it has been nothing but a blessing for our family to be here.  We drove through the canyon a ways (the whole thing is only about 7 miles long at most) and found a nice picnic table across a bridge.   After lunch, we went on two little hikes.  Koleson is our little mountain man, and I think we found the perfect way to waste his energy.  A young family with several kids was in front of us and Koleson kept passing them up anyone in front of him.  It was a pretty steep climb, but his little legs just kept trucking upward!  It was so fun to watch him be amazed with nature.  He found a hiking stick to start out our climb and he clung to it the whole way.  Along the path we spotted many leaves, bugs, sticks, trees and rocks, all of which are created Koleson's ideal atmosphere!  Allyssum just enjoyed being outside waving and smiling at all the people passing us!  We really enjoyed our trip to the small mountain in Iowa.  I only wished we would have gone sooner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReYCUx7LHI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LVe4k99LwUE/s1600-h/CIMG2315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReYCUx7LHI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LVe4k99LwUE/s320/CIMG2315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266845454938352754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReYCHQHyBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ScIEVNs-7w8/s1600-h/CIMG2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReYCHQHyBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ScIEVNs-7w8/s320/CIMG2313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266845451306911762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReYCHQHyBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ScIEVNs-7w8/s1600-h/CIMG2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReZB16iLRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/s9O6PBRExDc/s1600-h/CIMG2323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReZB16iLRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/s9O6PBRExDc/s320/CIMG2323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266846546164591890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReZBiSSpGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/fpLYOYmFCIs/s1600-h/CIMG2322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReZBiSSpGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/fpLYOYmFCIs/s320/CIMG2322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266846540895528034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReZBKZJlsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Zr3EKJR_Wrw/s1600-h/CIMG2319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReZBKZJlsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Zr3EKJR_Wrw/s320/CIMG2319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266846534481843906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was exceptionally wearing on the family.  Kylin and I have had colds for the last month and we just kept our fingers crossed that this round of sickness would pass the kids by.  So far so good for a couple weeks, until one morning Koleson woke up coughing like crazy.  Then, later on in the morning he threw up.  I thought maybe it was just because he was coughing so hard, until it kept happening.  To make a long week short- our whole family got the flu, felt like death and are finally back from the dead and feeling back to normal.  What ever the bug was that hit us, it hit hard!  Last Sunday was especially our day of death as all of us sat near a bathroom.  There's nothing like being sick all at once.  The worst thing of all is that Kylin and I both had weak stomaches- so whenever the kids had an episode we would also.  We are so glad that is over and thank Heavenly Father every night in our prayers for our restored health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReZ4vaJjCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/uyoq2ipX8Zk/s1600-h/CIMG2329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReZ4vaJjCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/uyoq2ipX8Zk/s320/CIMG2329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266847489310952482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We luckily got better in time for most of the Halloween festivities.  Koleson had to miss a few of his parties, but I suppose he doesn't really know the difference.  It seems as though iowa celebrates Halloween all week long.  Wednesday Koleson had his preschool Halloween party in the morning and in the afternoon was the DMU party.  Kylin's school hasts an annual Halloween party for the students children.  They do a great job with tons of games, activities and food.  It's kind of funny because with few exceptions, the "mormon clan" attending DMU are the only medical students with children.  So although the party is held at DMU, it looks more like a primary activity on the inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRea8cUpulI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IqEmer3ndwE/s1600-h/CIMG2338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRea8cUpulI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IqEmer3ndwE/s320/CIMG2338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266848652418726482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRea8LytvnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/V_EjB0-MKjI/s1600-h/CIMG2330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRea8LytvnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/V_EjB0-MKjI/s320/CIMG2330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266848647981416050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRebwcr0W_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OChrLPl0r8A/s1600-h/CIMG2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRebwcr0W_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OChrLPl0r8A/s320/CIMG2348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266849545869089778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRebv94m6LI/AAAAAAAAAKI/NLyEWCg5C30/s1600-h/CIMG2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRebv94m6LI/AAAAAAAAAKI/NLyEWCg5C30/s320/CIMG2345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266849537601235122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRebvgdXjGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tvWTF1UNcc4/s1600-h/CIMG2339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRebvgdXjGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tvWTF1UNcc4/s320/CIMG2339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266849529702354018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Thursday night Iowa does 'Beggars Night' which is the declared trick-or-treating night for the kids.  Allyssum was the lime-light of the evening as Koleson was a little pill and caused us to cut the night short.  Ally just sat in the car being pushed around smiling and talking to everbody in her little angel costume.  Koleson on the other hand too coaxing to even get him to the first door.  Then every door thereafter he took about 2 minutes deciding what candy he wanted while glaring the entire time at the person giving it to him.  One house gave him some play dough which he threw in the bush, but the next house gave a sucker that he had to eat right away.  Since he was occupied with the sucker it was taking forever getting from one house to the next (and I remind you that we live in a complex all connected to each other).  Oh, I almost forget, we carved our pumpkins also, and the kids loved getting all gooey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRecvQ9JFAI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tFL9in67z1Y/s1600-h/CIMG2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRecvQ9JFAI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tFL9in67z1Y/s320/CIMG2361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266850625052283906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRecuHpv0WI/AAAAAAAAAKY/WfoWF0hbUvE/s1600-h/CIMG2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRecuHpv0WI/AAAAAAAAAKY/WfoWF0hbUvE/s320/CIMG2356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266850605375148386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRecutYWD-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/7iyY3Uxe9JY/s1600-h/CIMG2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRecutYWD-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/7iyY3Uxe9JY/s320/CIMG2364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266850615502704610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Friday night our ward did a Trunk-or-Treat.  Koleson did a little better this time but still only made it to about a third of the cars before he discoverd that one sucker in his bucket that he just had to eat right away!  Oh well, maybe next year we will be able to get more in the Halloween, Trick-or-Treating spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRefCIynnII/AAAAAAAAAK4/iQf5fhh4MHE/s1600-h/CIMG2379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRefCIynnII/AAAAAAAAAK4/iQf5fhh4MHE/s320/CIMG2379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266853148301433986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRefBsOSNDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pUKXsYScJ5A/s1600-h/CIMG2376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRefBsOSNDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/pUKXsYScJ5A/s320/CIMG2376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266853140632843314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to end this novel of posts, yesterdays forecast for November 1st was 72 degrees.  So, we enjoyed the beautiful weather by taking a day trip to the Omaha zoo.  We spent over five hours there and still didn't get around to see everything.  The highlight of Koleson's day was the train 25 minute train ride, Allyssum loved the penguins "kee kee" as she called them.  I think anything cute and fury looking she deems worthy of that name!  It was so fun and relaxing to be able to spend some time together outside in perfect zoo weather.  I love being able to have Kylin around a little more lately.  My favorite thing to do is spend time together as a family.  There is no greater reward than to have us all together, kids smiling, laughing and enjoying each other.  I have so many things to be thankful for, but my family is my greatest and most cherished blessing!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRegIbvxyRI/AAAAAAAAALg/fQrHDHseSbw/s1600-h/CIMG2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRegIbvxyRI/AAAAAAAAALg/fQrHDHseSbw/s320/CIMG2409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266854355980634386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRegH9flZsI/AAAAAAAAALY/CYwuMmTz1q0/s1600-h/CIMG2406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRegH9flZsI/AAAAAAAAALY/CYwuMmTz1q0/s320/CIMG2406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266854347859650242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRegHjTiWjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/UVSGPDgW8SA/s1600-h/CIMG2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRegHjTiWjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/UVSGPDgW8SA/s320/CIMG2403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266854340829796914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRegHNIBlTI/AAAAAAAAALI/h9uT_NgW7xc/s1600-h/CIMG2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRegHNIBlTI/AAAAAAAAALI/h9uT_NgW7xc/s320/CIMG2401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266854334875931954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRegGjZbnRI/AAAAAAAAALA/2R5GOAEB45s/s1600-h/CIMG2399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SRegGjZbnRI/AAAAAAAAALA/2R5GOAEB45s/s320/CIMG2399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266854323674651922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/1647755123641121104-1878305807681220927?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1878305807681220927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=1878305807681220927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1878305807681220927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/1878305807681220927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-week-update.html' title='Two week Update'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SReU8xMwRJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nrbYeyjMukM/s72-c/CIMG2238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-4671477123861499088</id><published>2008-10-19T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:17:55.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since living in Iowa, every Halloween season we have gone to Night Eyes at our zoo. The kids get in costume while we trick or treat around the zoo and see animals (that are normally sleeping during the day) in their most active state! They also have inflatable slides for the kids, free ice cream (in the 45 degree weather) and dressed up characters walking around. This year Koleson is definitely in the Halloween spirit more than any other year. He wanted to run from station to station. As soon as someone would drop candy in his bucket he looked ahead to the next one and said "I need more candy!" The funny thing is that Koleson doesn't even really like candy. The silly child would prefer any type of fruit before candy. So Koleson dressed up as a dinosaur and Allyssum was supposed to be an Angel, but thought the costume might be a little too cold for the evening. We borrowed a skunk costume from our neighbors. She was the cutest little skunk that you ever did see. We had so many people complimenting us on her costume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvJu1SVFKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/M1Y1l0hqvRg/s1600-h/CIMG2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvJu1SVFKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/M1Y1l0hqvRg/s200/CIMG2291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259018796300309666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvJvOqjC6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jjYvXAxqnXA/s1600-h/CIMG2299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvJvOqjC6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jjYvXAxqnXA/s200/CIMG2299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259018803112774562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvJv5UV-WI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EPgK9oEY_V4/s1600-h/CIMG2302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvJv5UV-WI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EPgK9oEY_V4/s200/CIMG2302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259018814562367842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvNDSX85iI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/98_LVmsYQf0/s1600-h/CIMG2287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvNDSX85iI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/98_LVmsYQf0/s200/CIMG2287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259022446240785954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvNDvzzh5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/b4iIJgkI_mg/s1600-h/CIMG2288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvNDvzzh5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/b4iIJgkI_mg/s200/CIMG2288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259022454142240658" border="0" /&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/1647755123641121104-4671477123861499088?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4671477123861499088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=4671477123861499088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4671477123861499088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4671477123861499088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/night-eyes.html' title='Night Eyes'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvJu1SVFKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/M1Y1l0hqvRg/s72-c/CIMG2291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-7728696688059218288</id><published>2008-10-19T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:17:26.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Murder Mystery Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had so much fun last weekend!  To start the weekend off, our friends hosted a murder mystery dinner.  I was Principal Amethyst, and Kylin was Pat Couric an Investigative Reporter.  Kylin will look for any excuse to whip out his bell-bottom suit.  Those who know him well, I'm sure would appreciate this image...the suit, the head bob to his imaginary beat, and flashbacks of moving to the beat in the good old days.  He still amazes me with his dancing ability!  I think it is his best kept secret!  Anyway, the mystery was so much fun, the decorations were perfect, and the night was a huge hit!  A big thanks to the Jankes for an amazing night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvNtcWNkxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Xm6tqx1Jyzg/s1600-h/CIMG2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvNtcWNkxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Xm6tqx1Jyzg/s200/CIMG2267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259023170472350482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvNuGC0AJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/lXlmUm2BQSk/s1600-h/CIMG2268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvNuGC0AJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/lXlmUm2BQSk/s200/CIMG2268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259023181665271954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvNuZrbrkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/PSkYFMJxZQQ/s1600-h/CIMG2270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvNuZrbrkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/PSkYFMJxZQQ/s200/CIMG2270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259023186935918146" border="0" /&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/1647755123641121104-7728696688059218288?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7728696688059218288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=7728696688059218288' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7728696688059218288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7728696688059218288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/murder-mystery-dinner.html' title='Murder Mystery Dinner'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SPvNtcWNkxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Xm6tqx1Jyzg/s72-c/CIMG2267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-8733502348421367201</id><published>2008-10-01T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:45:30.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Tumbler!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Allyssum is at the age now where she is getting into everything. I thought Koleson was a climber...but I think she is learning from the master. She loves to crawl to whatever object she thinks she can use to pull herself up...this time the entertainment center fought back! I am sure this will be the first of many knocks on her head...but hopefully none as great as this. The bump raised nearly half an inch off her sweet little forehead! She cried for a minute,but the real tears came as I tried to ice it. I never knew she had it in her to cry so hard. It wasn't long however until she was back an all four scouting out her next triumph!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SORDhNtgLcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/L14x8lyuyxk/s1600-h/CIMG2254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SORDhNtgLcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/L14x8lyuyxk/s320/CIMG2254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252397303316098498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SORDhPThYsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nj-2wHInsxE/s1600-h/CIMG2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SORDhPThYsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nj-2wHInsxE/s320/CIMG2251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252397303743996610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1647755123641121104-8733502348421367201?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8733502348421367201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=8733502348421367201' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/8733502348421367201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/8733502348421367201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-tumbler.html' title='Little Tumbler!'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SORDhNtgLcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/L14x8lyuyxk/s72-c/CIMG2254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-3191581753023477513</id><published>2008-09-29T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:17:25.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarantined!</title><content type='html'>I guess it has been a little over a week now that we are all healthy in the Kovac home. two Saturdays ago we put the kids down for a nap, and they both woke up with fevers over 102. we gave them so Tylenol, and waited for any other signs to indicate yet another ear infection. None came. So we still spent Saturday night at home watching a movie together as a family. Sunday came and everyone seemed perfectly fine, so we went to church. Upon arriving home, we sat to eat dinner and Koleson screamed as the first bite of food entered his mouth- and wouldn't take another bite after that. Then he wouldn't stop crying...Well, I wouldn't have either if I had sores in my mouth like he did his! Wow!!! We took him into the ER because that was all that was open at the time. Sure enough he had Hand, Foot and Mouth disease, and the worst thing about it is there is nothing that can be done! Koleson lovingly passed it onto Allyssum as well, but besides a sore throat (no sores) she had one outbreak on her hand. Lucky girl! So we had lots of fun during the healing time- lots of walks, games, books, movies and baths! It's funny how in this complete time of misery, we all had so much fun together. I need to be better at counting my blessings every second. My two little ones are growing up so fast, and every minute I am finding is one to be cherished! One of these pictures was taken a while back of Koleson, but I couldn't believe the resemblance of the two of them. Can you guess who is who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SOENaVV3JEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/EEUGSlAMwtQ/s1600-h/bath_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SOENaVV3JEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/EEUGSlAMwtQ/s320/bath_Page_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251493386547307586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-3191581753023477513?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3191581753023477513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=3191581753023477513' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3191581753023477513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3191581753023477513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/quarantined.html' title='Quarantined!'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SOENaVV3JEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/EEUGSlAMwtQ/s72-c/bath_Page_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-3221857795863905053</id><published>2008-09-08T11:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:09:00.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Allyssum's Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Allyssum underwent her very first surgery on Friday.  Kylin stayed home with Koleson while I took her to the surgery center at 6:00 am sharp!  She was a little confused as to why I woke her up so early, and even more confused when I didn't give her a bottle.  She is our little trooper though and was absolutely perfect during the waiting time leading up to the surgery.  She kept smiling at the nurses and doctors that came in to meet with us.  Once they took her from me, it was only about 10 minutes until she was back in my arms.  She was put under, so they made us wait awhile in recovery to make sure all was well!  Allyssum was a little fussy during this time- I guess we can't always expect perfection from her!!!  The tubes are in, and hopefully ear infections are out!  We have such luck with ears in our family...We can thank the Kovac side for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SMV2HADKuCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tQ3YXs2kDTY/s1600-h/ally"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SMV2HADKuCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tQ3YXs2kDTY/s320/ally" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243727203787257890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-3221857795863905053?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3221857795863905053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=3221857795863905053' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3221857795863905053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3221857795863905053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/allyssums-surgery.html' title='Allyssum&apos;s Surgery'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SMV2HADKuCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tQ3YXs2kDTY/s72-c/ally' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-4702370776763117942</id><published>2008-09-04T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:21:46.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Koleson's first day of preschool</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday, Koleson experienced his first day as a school boy.  He was so excited!  The night before we had to take his backpack for a walk (you can wear or roll this McQueen!)   I was running in circles just trying o get one good picture of him...his friend Maggie also started with him today.  Once we arrived at the school he ran in like he owned the place, until the next girl dropped off started crying...he started too.  Let's just say the whole class of 7 two year-olds were in tears.  I hung outside the door for a few minutes until Koleson stopped.  He only cried about three minutes because they quickly won him over playing Barney music (singing the alphabet).  I had a hard time leaving my baby!!!  Then I got in the car with Allyssum and couldn't decide what to do with our two hours of quiet time.  We ended up doing what us girls do best...shopping...without buying!  I arrived early to pick him up and was able to see them playing outside. He was having the time of his life!  My little boy is growing up so fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SMCG98OCMKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4q4Pcy6N4FE/s1600-h/school_Page_0-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SMCG98OCMKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4q4Pcy6N4FE/s320/school_Page_0-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242338364954390690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-4702370776763117942?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4702370776763117942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=4702370776763117942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4702370776763117942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/4702370776763117942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/kolesons-first-day-of-preschool.html' title='Koleson&apos;s first day of preschool'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SMCG98OCMKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4q4Pcy6N4FE/s72-c/school_Page_0-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-3542881100974268543</id><published>2008-09-03T18:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T06:32:44.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Center Grove Apple Orchard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SL8_bVToPUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ka9Ef4xgbQ8/s1600-h/slide.001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SL8_bVToPUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ka9Ef4xgbQ8/s320/slide.001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241978230091038018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        Fall is such a fun time in Iowa with so much to do. On Monday we headed off to Center Grove Apple Orchard and had so much fun. Not everything was up and going for the season since it is still a little early, but plenty entertaining nonetheless. They have the  cutest three little pig houses for the children to go play in, animals to feed, tractors to ride, corn pools to jump in and apples to pick! Koleson loved the corn pool, jumping from the hay bails into the mounds of corn kernals, then 'swimming' on his belly back to the top! Allyssum thought it quite fun as well. It became quite the game keeping the kernals out of her mouth. We will definitely be going back once the corn maze and pumpkin patch open up- but this was a good preview!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SL9EtQmbUEI/AAAAAAAAAEk/l-YcY_y7dUc/s1600-h/slide.003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SL9EtQmbUEI/AAAAAAAAAEk/l-YcY_y7dUc/s320/slide.003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241984035623489602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SL9Etc-lLnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-oczHDCsE98/s1600-h/slide.002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SL9Etc-lLnI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-oczHDCsE98/s320/slide.002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241984038946025074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SL9F1W8rwcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JIzRTM-2Ky8/s1600-h/slide.001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SL9F1W8rwcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JIzRTM-2Ky8/s320/slide.001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241985274278035906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-3542881100974268543?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3542881100974268543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=3542881100974268543' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3542881100974268543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3542881100974268543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-is-such-fun-time-in-iowa-with-so.html' title='Center Grove Apple Orchard'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SL8_bVToPUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ka9Ef4xgbQ8/s72-c/slide.001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-3031070622594176510</id><published>2008-06-10T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:58:46.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A glimpse of the past...</title><content type='html'>So, after much frustration I am finally blogging again- hopefully for good now! So much has happened over the past couple months here in Iowa, so here are a couple updates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-3031070622594176510?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3031070622594176510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=3031070622594176510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3031070622594176510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3031070622594176510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/glimpse-of-past_10.html' title='A glimpse of the past...'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-930797644905520759</id><published>2008-06-10T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T13:44:26.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long-time goal achieved!</title><content type='html'>For quite some time now I have wanted to run a marathon, but thought I better at least start with a half.  On June 7, I ran a half marathon in Minnesota.  It was perfect weather with a little rain just in time to cool us off!  Better than starting the race...I actually finished it...and in much better time than anticipated!  After crossing the finish line I was so overwhelmed with adrenaline, exhaustion  and emotion- I think this could become an addiction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/S1ttjSx-9vI/AAAAAAAAAwg/bBLPwwzqSak/s1600-h/CIMG1560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/S1ttjSx-9vI/AAAAAAAAAwg/bBLPwwzqSak/s200/CIMG1560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430054228829599474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1647755123641121104-930797644905520759?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/930797644905520759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=930797644905520759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/930797644905520759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/930797644905520759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-time-goal-achieved.html' title='A long-time goal achieved!'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/S1ttjSx-9vI/AAAAAAAAAwg/bBLPwwzqSak/s72-c/CIMG1560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-7406879549831525419</id><published>2008-06-10T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:56:47.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Smiler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SE823VJX_II/AAAAAAAAAD8/8h_dJDO9NAg/s1600-h/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SE823VJX_II/AAAAAAAAAD8/8h_dJDO9NAg/s320/Slide1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210443618088123522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allyssum is rarely seen without a smile on her face! The second she makes eye contact with anybody, her entire face lights up with excitement!  She is the happiest baby I have ever seen!  The only problem is that she is growing up too fast!  She is now rolling over, almost sitting, laughing like crazy, jabbering, loves her rice cereal and her thumb!  Yes, the last couple of weeks she has become a thumb sucker...I have to admit it is kinda cute!    She and Koleson are starting to act like siblings now...fighting for their own space in the stroller and arguing over toys.  I have a feeling this is just the beginning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-7406879549831525419?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7406879549831525419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=7406879549831525419' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7406879549831525419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7406879549831525419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-little-smiler.html' title='Our Little Smiler'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SE823VJX_II/AAAAAAAAAD8/8h_dJDO9NAg/s72-c/Slide1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-7559263970979396331</id><published>2008-06-10T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:51:43.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Koleson's foot surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SE7NNV1LeZI/AAAAAAAAADc/Jsn_oe7Z7qg/s1600-h/CIMG1347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SE7NNV1LeZI/AAAAAAAAADc/Jsn_oe7Z7qg/s320/CIMG1347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210327447996430738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koleson underwent his second surgery already in his short life.  He was put under as they went in and cut the tendons in his fourth toes hoping that it would help them to straighten out.  Once the surgery was over and bandages were off- we had to manipulate the toes back to their proper position.  It was a success for the right foot, but another surgery will be needed this fall for the left.  This is a picture of him in his hospital attire chasing his little plane up and down the hall before surgery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-7559263970979396331?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7559263970979396331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=7559263970979396331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7559263970979396331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/7559263970979396331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/kolesons-foot-surgery.html' title='Koleson&apos;s foot surgery'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SE7NNV1LeZI/AAAAAAAAADc/Jsn_oe7Z7qg/s72-c/CIMG1347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1647755123641121104.post-3439765208494700063</id><published>2008-06-10T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:23:20.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right of Passage Ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SE7FqQXBsAI/AAAAAAAAADM/9Bdi-cH_ImU/s1600-h/CIMG1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 308px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SE7FqQXBsAI/AAAAAAAAADM/9Bdi-cH_ImU/s320/CIMG1239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210319148650967042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SE7FqyYIdoI/AAAAAAAAADU/cw8H7WkcrSc/s1600-h/CIMG1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 249px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SE7FqyYIdoI/AAAAAAAAADU/cw8H7WkcrSc/s320/CIMG1310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210319157782410882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylin has officially finished his long and grueling second year of medical school.  At the close of the year they held a ceremony for them in honor of this great accomplishment!  You might ask why?...he still has like a zillion years left right?!  The answer is yes!!!  However, they called this ceremony the "Right of Passage" ceremony which means they have completed the classroom years and now progress to the clinical ones!  He really has done an amazing job if I may brag about him for a moment.  Very few could juggle three jobs, SCACFAS President, working on his masters degree, raising a family and spending quality time with us along with the regular demands of medical school while maintaining excellent grades!  I don't know how he does it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1647755123641121104-3439765208494700063?l=thekovacfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3439765208494700063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1647755123641121104&amp;postID=3439765208494700063' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3439765208494700063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1647755123641121104/posts/default/3439765208494700063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekovacfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/kylin-has-officially-finished-his-long.html' title='Right of Passage Ceremony'/><author><name>The Kovac Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02662471778167490958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wMdPbWuMGZs/SE7FqQXBsAI/AAAAAAAAADM/9Bdi-cH_ImU/s72-c/CIMG1239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
