tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39754812922788609912024-03-05T22:00:25.104-08:00Vest Empty NestWe value our human connections!Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-37266391796068164412009-08-31T12:57:00.000-07:002009-10-16T10:08:19.260-07:002009 Vest Family Reunion - July 23rd through July 28, 2009<div align="center"><strong>Fiesta Days is such a perfect time to hold our annual Vest Family Reunion.</strong></div><br /><div align="center">We watched the parade from our usual sight on Main and 4th North and then in the afternoon went to the pavillion above the reservoir for the annual Binks Family Picnic. It was a yummy pot luck dinner with everyone bringing KFC and a potluck item. It was fun riding in the canoe and playing in the sand for the kids and of course just visiting.<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392909866261123746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFqAF-b5apsVth-7-SB5HD85ghjvZWH7db7rP9fvn5m1Fzd4TjzAb71aOdh-yEm_192uQpHNh5eSBtKKx0pzZkCsGOCcnUvUAEeJDmuQ4ZLDPijfaIthl5Kad05O-eFt-XqjE9xhXUGzXn/s400/DSC01821.JPG" /> It was so fun to have Tammy, Richard and Katie here from Ohio to help us celebrate.<br /><div align="center"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392907862548860930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7wTKVXdQc372ly_sKNpS6Myxtv_qyHDnW58cPAzBe4XxtX6WgCaXYng6n_LE4tkyib18CljF_zF1p839wWc-CckjokSWb8HMEIG1nfxvPdgHP-Gl0Gdd1-f3XlyLQCpTzWpRWAq03bk-6/s400/Singin+in+the+Rain.jpg" /> "Singin in the Rain"</strong> was the city production this summer.<br /><div align="center">Michael Carrasco was the lead and it was so fun. The kids (even Cooper) had a great time. The funnest part was when they kicked real water on the first couple of rows. Cooper, Brynn, Abby and Delaney were covered with bright yellow raincoats to protect them from getting wet. They were trying harder to get wet.<br />The next morning we all headed down to our spot for the Fiesta Days parade and then after had a picnic at the pavillion and canoe rides for the kids. </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjezaM0xzAVFPv4TsuW1gYgTKMTuQRjjBE4dtMEPL646EmBmiexAuedY5uLzPbmiOwxdJ9rRHE5M-MiMpK7jeDpq65zT1ebiziEci6jdV3Rfw-C4ED7tuGr2Bdxqd9r_q0Rijz9zlEOzUHP/s1600-h/DSC01832.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393240202881644178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjezaM0xzAVFPv4TsuW1gYgTKMTuQRjjBE4dtMEPL646EmBmiexAuedY5uLzPbmiOwxdJ9rRHE5M-MiMpK7jeDpq65zT1ebiziEci6jdV3Rfw-C4ED7tuGr2Bdxqd9r_q0Rijz9zlEOzUHP/s400/DSC01832.JPG" /></a> Wade was the guide . Look at that strength!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6N4-LMxe2nV6pdzCiJtf3aDmNIME7WwY6LLY5Ownpp1FYoOSNRxXmwa-fDAZt6ddKMZz5eRGi_cSwgWiDVMupzqiY8VwL90D09vAHdl-3V_ifVLNwXbtPY5CbHkF5Zaq5mUuy2ObVr9ww/s1600-h/DSC01823.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393239883482296818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6N4-LMxe2nV6pdzCiJtf3aDmNIME7WwY6LLY5Ownpp1FYoOSNRxXmwa-fDAZt6ddKMZz5eRGi_cSwgWiDVMupzqiY8VwL90D09vAHdl-3V_ifVLNwXbtPY5CbHkF5Zaq5mUuy2ObVr9ww/s400/DSC01823.JPG" /></a>The canoe was really fun for the kids to ride in at the reservoir.<br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">The 24th of July would not be the same without the "<strong>Fiesta Days Rodeo"</strong><br />Friday evening we went to the Fiesta Days Rodeo with the whole family. It was so funny to see how the kids reacted to the excitement especially Kaden, Aaron and Boston. Boston is so animated it still makes me laugh to think of it and when they are together it is so funny. They all love animals and it was hilarious to see their reactions as the events took place. After the rodeo we went home to watch the fireworks and light up our sparklers. It was a full day.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK__loz-1ssYJ1GM-PiB2DswerDC-VOnKDbot0rU1QUxe0OG-ILLSJ_L0_pdPJK3G_vwLK4G-31_cK0SO07UOCjiuoV7OBx3r6yzRhsYUGOP8oG_Tc98wASq48ezmJ7mODtqOSkNQ-t0St/s1600-h/Stephen+and+Kaden+at+rodeo+2009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392919548384550562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK__loz-1ssYJ1GM-PiB2DswerDC-VOnKDbot0rU1QUxe0OG-ILLSJ_L0_pdPJK3G_vwLK4G-31_cK0SO07UOCjiuoV7OBx3r6yzRhsYUGOP8oG_Tc98wASq48ezmJ7mODtqOSkNQ-t0St/s400/Stephen+and+Kaden+at+rodeo+2009.jpg" /></a> Stephen and Kaden<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyuukDgGw8BFZSZsirf1kzAEjZUwNMS1dZd9ziUv-aWTC5oq22qiuzetyU3RSxC8JuoNv8B8JGuXuQJ3yRseVJS9pI-d6TlCeQwJJqtAbMl7WAQZDekAW3qdVhbpTztlmj9h73mPvXg-1u/s1600-h/July+2009+rodeo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392919484006126658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyuukDgGw8BFZSZsirf1kzAEjZUwNMS1dZd9ziUv-aWTC5oq22qiuzetyU3RSxC8JuoNv8B8JGuXuQJ3yRseVJS9pI-d6TlCeQwJJqtAbMl7WAQZDekAW3qdVhbpTztlmj9h73mPvXg-1u/s400/July+2009+rodeo.jpg" /></a> Boston kept Aaron totally occupied<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6WCWynDwhEn3LyOnqx2GfHjMQql24SaQn-zPtgKlk6OeKjxXKdE7QcqCCokWMoPHharmHZOYAbb0kdWo_K16DbgskUQNTtdJJPtLIf0hoYLU-2iMzMQWtlirtmdbEIsrXNKwGt0ntVCnK/s1600-h/Boston+watching+animals+at+rodeo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392919092015108946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6WCWynDwhEn3LyOnqx2GfHjMQql24SaQn-zPtgKlk6OeKjxXKdE7QcqCCokWMoPHharmHZOYAbb0kdWo_K16DbgskUQNTtdJJPtLIf0hoYLU-2iMzMQWtlirtmdbEIsrXNKwGt0ntVCnK/s400/Boston+watching+animals+at+rodeo.jpg" /></a> There were a few scary moments.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXSMzn6IIrFo9fiVEgs2X-fzAFOLOhJ3uv52E8s6NEq-zIBASdcrcGm9t__Pcke0-cvs6hNFMmcZcnNE8ObtcQevf8OCjrFD3GUtROFok9R_3aWiuzP_JXigtpqro_Nc81PyDhDrSXL2k/s1600-h/Boston+and+Aaron+rodeo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392918982357975746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXSMzn6IIrFo9fiVEgs2X-fzAFOLOhJ3uv52E8s6NEq-zIBASdcrcGm9t__Pcke0-cvs6hNFMmcZcnNE8ObtcQevf8OCjrFD3GUtROFok9R_3aWiuzP_JXigtpqro_Nc81PyDhDrSXL2k/s400/Boston+and+Aaron+rodeo.jpg" /></a> They animated every move the animals made.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhajy0pmeNZ2hbiEICSMxJVQjNf5mrc2Pn87YlOGNQG11X82vUfK8tKEFCHfijCKFkPRldvsepwmtFi7tNGDXkFpTa4h5ADXqIL94mmZk5wXn9sEPKvPAc_AkfqOqGIJO6gpRgZ8584aHUH/s1600-h/Family+at+the+Rodeo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392918895487659682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhajy0pmeNZ2hbiEICSMxJVQjNf5mrc2Pn87YlOGNQG11X82vUfK8tKEFCHfijCKFkPRldvsepwmtFi7tNGDXkFpTa4h5ADXqIL94mmZk5wXn9sEPKvPAc_AkfqOqGIJO6gpRgZ8584aHUH/s400/Family+at+the+Rodeo.jpg" /></a> It was a little chilly for the girls. Cute still. </div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center">Saturday morning we all woke up early and left for Grandpa Vest's Service Project. We had decided to clean up the backyard which included taking down the grape vines and digging up the lake rocks that were buried with deep grass roots all around them. The kids were amazing. I've never seen anyone work as hard as McKenzie to complete a task. She went full steam ahead until we were finished 5 hours later. Everyone had an important job to do from hauling literally tons of rocks away to mowing the lawn, to hauling loads to the dump, to trimming down shrubs. It was such a fun project to complete together. The pictures tell the rest of the story.</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNmBcS1kIkYBJ2We0gC47dB6-qrzayeeBWSuPCtzg8-9bKcdyZv6dyJvMdFH6HSjO7SxjPMLND1vQTFZ70sxXfT24ugYyawCXHAI1B9WtZV9mBwKOtQZ9tQ127xlN60AJkEi1TMBWT-v6X/s1600-h/DSC01855.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393242864753301074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNmBcS1kIkYBJ2We0gC47dB6-qrzayeeBWSuPCtzg8-9bKcdyZv6dyJvMdFH6HSjO7SxjPMLND1vQTFZ70sxXfT24ugYyawCXHAI1B9WtZV9mBwKOtQZ9tQ127xlN60AJkEi1TMBWT-v6X/s400/DSC01855.JPG" /></a> Beginning to clean up Grandpa's yard<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicEJaBJxCLHLfXGUWnnNlP3_OhpEfrevofIvPEOcDxNWfKqcxnsjbZTWC9nKjCaBS4_A51XXtgBbs5nWP7cwrGRfYH7uGD9iy8nz8SWlLmU1Ur27aiDoNjZYO8yPd4OSXRNbIu-VLXSBn2/s1600-h/DSC01860.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392878835282032610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicEJaBJxCLHLfXGUWnnNlP3_OhpEfrevofIvPEOcDxNWfKqcxnsjbZTWC9nKjCaBS4_A51XXtgBbs5nWP7cwrGRfYH7uGD9iy8nz8SWlLmU1Ur27aiDoNjZYO8yPd4OSXRNbIu-VLXSBn2/s320/DSC01860.JPG" /></a> Everyone worked so hard from start to finish!<br /></div><br /><div align="left">We were dressed for the occasion.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvxJOqVFwKY60j2s_7r9cWEX3DmhdWKDmFXwkqt0q5TN11cp1GNjMQms_xUAcDKI2Uuy34p0n6MCJssMSSUmMy_5azUBhO7XWEzAoCrfM4M3SyouwTdZRSHDVblWsPGuDFEkkRaf96NL7E/s1600-h/DSC01856.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392878732435121746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvxJOqVFwKY60j2s_7r9cWEX3DmhdWKDmFXwkqt0q5TN11cp1GNjMQms_xUAcDKI2Uuy34p0n6MCJssMSSUmMy_5azUBhO7XWEzAoCrfM4M3SyouwTdZRSHDVblWsPGuDFEkkRaf96NL7E/s320/DSC01856.JPG" /></a> The kids did a great job of pulling all of the weeds in Grandma and Grandpa's flowerbed.<br /></div><br /><div align="center">At this years reunion we decided to organize in a little different way that Billy and I felt was a huge success. We wanted to incorporate into our little reunion the ideas of fun, family, love and service. So... after much deliberating we decided that cleaning up Grandpa Vest's yard would be a great service project to work on together. Over the past 5 or 6 years Grandpa and Fred built a gazebo in the back yard. It worked for Grandpa to keep him busy when he was alive but soon became a risk and a hazard for the children in the neighborhood. So with gloves and shovels in hand we began our service project at Grandpa Vest's. The pictures tell the story. What great kids and grandkids we have. They ALL worked so hard all morning long to clear away all of the tons of rocks imbedded in the grass and within hours a miraculous project was coming to an end. We are the Vest's with the BEST kids and grandkids in the world.<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Anh8B8-2VZUiI7Skggnml_tNt4LVGsjypTF4umNLeg9owJNhHJEMucnUF0zU9El2mNbHy3jiy9rW8XH03IqKyVfi42rzydF4jERKCi7JdOjpFS19SEZqQFAM-zQmEof4_03shEtpc9u7/s1600-h/DSC01865.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392903868196251362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Anh8B8-2VZUiI7Skggnml_tNt4LVGsjypTF4umNLeg9owJNhHJEMucnUF0zU9El2mNbHy3jiy9rW8XH03IqKyVfi42rzydF4jERKCi7JdOjpFS19SEZqQFAM-zQmEof4_03shEtpc9u7/s400/DSC01865.JPG" /></a> This is the after picture, but it just doesn't do it justice. However, you can tell how much walking and carrying we did as you look how smooshed down the grass is.<br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">After finish the project we quickly went back home and loaded up our van and headed to Park City to jump in the pool and for the guys to golf together at the Park City course. Every spare moment was filled with FAMILY FUN!!!<br /><div align="center"><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicK9FccXnG3zlli3wfoRweKswU_X2qYQTeV3f2yQUlcoEGyoXr7VVsUVGbSIIavJXcVLhf2MgxHU1v1Gaz4mynGLeiZ2bFu6vF62HxvuolFhoywC_2CwZW1fw2iw0CKHPg6z1cc8HuREv7/s1600-h/Family+enjoying+refreshing+swim.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392935092784867826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicK9FccXnG3zlli3wfoRweKswU_X2qYQTeV3f2yQUlcoEGyoXr7VVsUVGbSIIavJXcVLhf2MgxHU1v1Gaz4mynGLeiZ2bFu6vF62HxvuolFhoywC_2CwZW1fw2iw0CKHPg6z1cc8HuREv7/s400/Family+enjoying+refreshing+swim.JPG" /></a> Refreshing dunk in the pool!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392950175402347922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYm8LTvE4si2ALrmzOZeu3dKBtPd16x3WP8ipZ7DM0uwu6zwb2b5OJ7enqMutxbKqjRFzRhA4jJr5N-7gYIwHB6W3qm_K4r53n5ABfUJT_0Lf6woFZMIRJCoDwK-ibVLgMe94bgm19dt2C/s400/Making+jewelry.JPG" /> Annette brough all of the equipment for making bracelets and necklaces. Creativity!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMXMtZblgMB8Y5PEImIGyNZXLpQfgg8RM_2AqEkQIKNyChdycn0HSvpeiq4K7w0EG_R6vNuiY0c_RGssLAt-yQifC0O84hPHTeC0tNp1v-WJJjYzd9pe2S2nvV7Zy0ZwTKnXsSw8akeQoc/s1600-h/Kids+making+placemats.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392949986193265714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMXMtZblgMB8Y5PEImIGyNZXLpQfgg8RM_2AqEkQIKNyChdycn0HSvpeiq4K7w0EG_R6vNuiY0c_RGssLAt-yQifC0O84hPHTeC0tNp1v-WJJjYzd9pe2S2nvV7Zy0ZwTKnXsSw8akeQoc/s400/Kids+making+placemats.JPG" /></a>Brynn, Delaney, McKenzie, Jenn (our creator) and Arden making placemats.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NbrMeHZJ9A7YMuA16rg6iygvhh5N2lcIMYuW2wSch7Ao791cWkLaAbsq9lqZ7J6eV4JDsKDQO1GisSun_K8NHjrfpXD5obis1bsJYFbcOG5AoqrxZQIavXUIW_qFNPfD35-kbkNkj53d/s1600-h/Adult+Sunday+School.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392949808987449730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NbrMeHZJ9A7YMuA16rg6iygvhh5N2lcIMYuW2wSch7Ao791cWkLaAbsq9lqZ7J6eV4JDsKDQO1GisSun_K8NHjrfpXD5obis1bsJYFbcOG5AoqrxZQIavXUIW_qFNPfD35-kbkNkj53d/s400/Adult+Sunday+School.JPG" /></a> Chad and Billy giving Sunday lesson to the adults </div><br /><div align="center">One interesting note,<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiufMswKnsxH67GMPHfwapXVNe-QBX-os6m3cjXAc9d1G16pZykIpnzGGzNHzAWZd3Kvh8B3IHqmLwCwwBgE-BPQw-11PZ2pawROwGH0TEIZwe50hZz4hLSFcOg_9HBLeosKXdchx7PVtLZ/s1600-h/Jen+giving+lesson+at+Primary.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392949730402010738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiufMswKnsxH67GMPHfwapXVNe-QBX-os6m3cjXAc9d1G16pZykIpnzGGzNHzAWZd3Kvh8B3IHqmLwCwwBgE-BPQw-11PZ2pawROwGH0TEIZwe50hZz4hLSFcOg_9HBLeosKXdchx7PVtLZ/s400/Jen+giving+lesson+at+Primary.JPG" /></a> Jenn gave a beautiful primary lesson about putting on the armor of God<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFMVJs2yDCK8-Kj2R1bxJj_qClbXFdw3eX16B0FEGg5nZeF_z8crjNFdIxUb9jSAncNnTsYPuDeMOPtuqJy2GRY44cDbnBo5fK-7ZI4xGvi_tUtIjZ7zs-v7Gx0Og6mROfYmI6Ded02TrL/s1600-h/Girls+watch+squirrel.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392949575771112930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFMVJs2yDCK8-Kj2R1bxJj_qClbXFdw3eX16B0FEGg5nZeF_z8crjNFdIxUb9jSAncNnTsYPuDeMOPtuqJy2GRY44cDbnBo5fK-7ZI4xGvi_tUtIjZ7zs-v7Gx0Og6mROfYmI6Ded02TrL/s400/Girls+watch+squirrel.JPG" /></a> Brynn and Abby looking at a friendly critter (squirrel) nibbling nearby.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhm_DzyD7oxkdGf19XiMuwe5i-_ILpxIJqgdDJpWQK8K_gmDAnUE9x3_RYd4S04yBI9D2_XUqm8XxfQao48ZYSgjvUbdGKBC9thFJ3LR3juWkqJWAX10cExdahyphenhyphen8aTcVRcx11z4UIsp8yT/s1600-h/Flower+placemats.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392949416749055106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhm_DzyD7oxkdGf19XiMuwe5i-_ILpxIJqgdDJpWQK8K_gmDAnUE9x3_RYd4S04yBI9D2_XUqm8XxfQao48ZYSgjvUbdGKBC9thFJ3LR3juWkqJWAX10cExdahyphenhyphen8aTcVRcx11z4UIsp8yT/s400/Flower+placemats.JPG" /></a> Emily helped the little girls make their placemats.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDy4zCXuoHJFDevStK4mUGLhR5oLLarREJkqEdOBUhEZbWv6hDGlkmgDV0H9FTyFYB8uELgcot9mXNG_nL7RvkiS9jSML8IVGy1ClxG4IgNAdVv9jE1nmGnroLVcr_LXTduy47sYu5bhGw/s1600-h/Fingernail+painting.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392949256895092690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDy4zCXuoHJFDevStK4mUGLhR5oLLarREJkqEdOBUhEZbWv6hDGlkmgDV0H9FTyFYB8uELgcot9mXNG_nL7RvkiS9jSML8IVGy1ClxG4IgNAdVv9jE1nmGnroLVcr_LXTduy47sYu5bhGw/s400/Fingernail+painting.JPG" /></a> Manicures and pedicures. Girl fun!<br /></div></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWpmcb-JywkZpi9mhmHDdRZB8ovoUvG_EiOOu5ZpXk50c15shyphenhyphen9Yj_jbJm_F6NZJONtMxIpjAbpsaXO__SIjv_47-usM2EkVz6gXJEsym8YWZOOEuhqp7DSn_CUIvjHo60Q2cV7M_G6Zdx/s1600-h/Tennis+matches.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392948572342213218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWpmcb-JywkZpi9mhmHDdRZB8ovoUvG_EiOOu5ZpXk50c15shyphenhyphen9Yj_jbJm_F6NZJONtMxIpjAbpsaXO__SIjv_47-usM2EkVz6gXJEsym8YWZOOEuhqp7DSn_CUIvjHo60Q2cV7M_G6Zdx/s400/Tennis+matches.JPG" /></a> Even a friendly little tennis match!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJgQIbonRBrAABup4B0dwEZjEKdncIwlT3S8VxamkMhHTojGYT9s5xqV8b4Z5dz2RAjBuN3Nk2ICBUAl8Ss-lYEwC9ZHMlhXHka3cYwC9swiU78LKCHzJeMhysa5V4eeatsZBIdSOba_3n/s1600-h/Kickball.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392948393202715650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJgQIbonRBrAABup4B0dwEZjEKdncIwlT3S8VxamkMhHTojGYT9s5xqV8b4Z5dz2RAjBuN3Nk2ICBUAl8Ss-lYEwC9ZHMlhXHka3cYwC9swiU78LKCHzJeMhysa5V4eeatsZBIdSOba_3n/s400/Kickball.JPG" /></a> Kickball game!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKW5rNviSt1IwcM199ZugtEiHfXhjGk9TpPqAMVbhZK6opPE4l6WMHnLyb0aiD1VMDaE7IkvhesBRm0bmx5WWJ8Jc4DGwsxAE3t7SOucZhnjcyYdwxeq7weuygA-HbtmQslZmrhP58XOHc/s1600-h/DSC01924.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392939991440690114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKW5rNviSt1IwcM199ZugtEiHfXhjGk9TpPqAMVbhZK6opPE4l6WMHnLyb0aiD1VMDaE7IkvhesBRm0bmx5WWJ8Jc4DGwsxAE3t7SOucZhnjcyYdwxeq7weuygA-HbtmQslZmrhP58XOHc/s400/DSC01924.JPG" /></a> Riding the gondola, over and over again!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDGo2uaJL3ICx9JD84Et0TfR5L1JoVbvz2KOLiqSD3j25W1gYuwkA97SvkaprL7NcHUg_JkGr_4FglvFDkDCXM1LZRI71FRgSGwX4Tvh9U4T4yY5GLvE7hW-XMTQ2wNsBVP8LIZ6aOsbFi/s1600-h/Free+Gondola+rides.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392939753509544402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDGo2uaJL3ICx9JD84Et0TfR5L1JoVbvz2KOLiqSD3j25W1gYuwkA97SvkaprL7NcHUg_JkGr_4FglvFDkDCXM1LZRI71FRgSGwX4Tvh9U4T4yY5GLvE7hW-XMTQ2wNsBVP8LIZ6aOsbFi/s400/Free+Gondola+rides.JPG" /></a>FUN taking in the beauties of the outdoors!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT0GMDeotgmb-lQqU9UutOufeI3WIVFy2_oG2SZgEHmob2iCn80RzKL8543-Uxk7OsXR6PSpSaNZ3ZrDin0UM9ldKvPar0feiT1228gB3ksXjFfw0dLI6LEd-sydGoc3oyBN2AuIN_C4ox/s1600-h/Cemetary+fun.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392939364788862610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT0GMDeotgmb-lQqU9UutOufeI3WIVFy2_oG2SZgEHmob2iCn80RzKL8543-Uxk7OsXR6PSpSaNZ3ZrDin0UM9ldKvPar0feiT1228gB3ksXjFfw0dLI6LEd-sydGoc3oyBN2AuIN_C4ox/s400/Cemetary+fun.JPG" /></a> Searching for our prophets!<br /><br /><br />After leaving Park City we traveled to SLC for some lunch and to have a fun little<br /><br />"PROPHET SEARCH"<br /><br /><br />We had a map of the cemetary that included the addresses for all of the prophets including Gordon B. Hinckley, David O. McKay, Spencer W. Kimball and many more. It also included many of the apostles who have served in the church. It was so fun when we would say '"Okay, over on that block in the left corner look for the name "Lee"' (Harold B.)<br />The kids would run as fast as they could and the first one to find the marker would be the winner. Then the adults would share stories they remembered about their personal lives to bring them back to life for the kids. It was really interesting even for the adults. When Wade went back to work in St. George he was telling his boss what we did and his boss replied "You did what? Most grandparents take their grandchildren to Lagoon or Disneyland and you went to the Salt Lake Cemetary?" Believe it or not it was a highlight of our trip.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPnxegnUEUWazYgYQUonqJ-mRWZg1e3tVROhBB2cwWtxlMWcEyzpUHMnaLojOIZlZBx8X8fO71KdzYX83nQk-2NOPFRgwQIDEcCOH4vJMSUim_b9j0ZaZkYzMe40bIRtcag6c7Y3giIf45/s1600-h/Cemetary.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392939239252369906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPnxegnUEUWazYgYQUonqJ-mRWZg1e3tVROhBB2cwWtxlMWcEyzpUHMnaLojOIZlZBx8X8fO71KdzYX83nQk-2NOPFRgwQIDEcCOH4vJMSUim_b9j0ZaZkYzMe40bIRtcag6c7Y3giIf45/s400/Cemetary.JPG" /></a> The grandkids at Howard W. Hunters grave. Annette told us a great personal story about how President Hunter took care of his ailing wife and when she passed away he remarried "Inez" and she took care of him until he passed away. She was known to be a cute little lade that wore cute little hats to match her clothing. One was buried on one side and one on the other.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiP7OKCbN3e6fgKqR7pZ39SP-ZrD2azSrVO3T-0X7QSEJdDeiLFur-tK60_CzAqGGaIiX-1IVFZrlwIAziW3iHr-hHp4C3BymxvhLXo2ZryOaotADg2eNDY2ZcqohXd3tCNCbn_MlGa1Xi/s1600-h/At+the+top.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392939128514959378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiP7OKCbN3e6fgKqR7pZ39SP-ZrD2azSrVO3T-0X7QSEJdDeiLFur-tK60_CzAqGGaIiX-1IVFZrlwIAziW3iHr-hHp4C3BymxvhLXo2ZryOaotADg2eNDY2ZcqohXd3tCNCbn_MlGa1Xi/s400/At+the+top.JPG" /></a> Joe and Amy with Abby, Isaac and Aaron at the top of Ensign Peak. Beautiful little hike.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjR-6ofiahkk88Yd1Cy9mXuHmMKaIWsH1opd1UdH6VHUmYj6OGet2HmrdxJGPBov_OSLtJbXHCLZyEhA4FQD6ZaUO7WbFyFcTiDPciWKfDX4RgYEEAoTFj_3XnnBzR1vVSlnmb0JZDY3s9/s1600-h/Hiking+Ensign+Peak.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392938636905220914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjR-6ofiahkk88Yd1Cy9mXuHmMKaIWsH1opd1UdH6VHUmYj6OGet2HmrdxJGPBov_OSLtJbXHCLZyEhA4FQD6ZaUO7WbFyFcTiDPciWKfDX4RgYEEAoTFj_3XnnBzR1vVSlnmb0JZDY3s9/s400/Hiking+Ensign+Peak.JPG" /></a> It was a hot, hot afternoon. Abby walked most of the way then Amy gave her a ride the rest. What a trooper Amy!<br /></div><br /><div>THE END</div><br /><div>Where will our reunion be for next year? Any suggestions? Love to hear them!!!</div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmttCuQTr0faQAQPsmgpX9Dv-Fv6nqIbKdtPavu7lO5gCWuyCJDvWpUYz0lalAoo6Ip-4yyr-vMmhgk1dnPSlmcFPFi2QzyRaUTvGuO6BklEqzYjqy2ak5HMxX6doLQhCSoT6LJJa2GCGy/s1600-h/Adult+Sunday+School.JPG"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwCT-kqV_73ENOZW_TbNScE-d9_LZHtn5P3n_PvDjO5aIvOb-ooXhLeeBGYEVoyAsQpvNV4NbYo8S4P5XbHBY_wRMpfgiWXnVnd6bGO_P31Gy_En-X5Dq853b9x9x9C4OaWZzQmlAVtotu/s1600-h/Girls+watch+squirrel.JPG"></a></div></div></div><br /></div></div>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-9136308115941121972009-07-10T08:42:00.000-07:002009-10-15T20:29:14.489-07:00Sand Hollow Mini-Triathlon, Dance Review and Piano Recital<div align="center">This last March we spent a fun weekend in St. George to watch Scott in his first mini Tri-Athlon called SPRINT located in Sand Hollow. There were thousands of participants and the weather was beautiful until we reached the Sand Hollow Resort and it was warm but a little windy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAo9Q9kxzxU-WqFd6QfOvzWmfYpa2ckym299A93hDCXml2CdCvBUiC9nDCYBtvpMKRjimpk3QrwoY3AhA_mGIdaomoJvfN1WAafmNC2gCqYprOlhml16eGHzicdH3wM2gViWSoozJG7ANG/s1600-h/DSC01532.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356861084811166818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAo9Q9kxzxU-WqFd6QfOvzWmfYpa2ckym299A93hDCXml2CdCvBUiC9nDCYBtvpMKRjimpk3QrwoY3AhA_mGIdaomoJvfN1WAafmNC2gCqYprOlhml16eGHzicdH3wM2gViWSoozJG7ANG/s320/DSC01532.JPG" /></a>. We wondered why there were several cars with kayaks on top driving away from the<span style="font-size:0;"></span> event. Because of the wind and the threat that the kayaks could not keep up with the swimmers the swimming portion of the race was cancelled and instead of swimming they would run a second 3.2 miles. It was such beautiful scenery. Normally they would first swim 1 mile in the Sand Hollow Reservoir then bike 12 miles and finally run a 5 K (3.2 miles). For Scott it was a bit tougher because swimming is a sport he does well in.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393023520718221170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxOMPG-wVkbYp-V2vnsPPI4SGsUgEzW8QPmJom9FZd_EbKflmr8Rv_6kWB-J89NiVBY-sXOYygbf_yjnTsWnxQxJ7GF5qCVlTIGNiu5-YrX4amt-0lGG2yroVkZVa06mYHELqtzICcIRdq/s400/DSC01533.JPG" /> Numbers are written on back of legs </div><div align="center"><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393022243686311858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihyLhG3p5-df1KpDVzw_dWPYbIiZEn2AFwfM8i7-OfbWpxBakN1YEXfzLZQUvYx4kuCNO6Hih4h_84QWAZFwYlZLrC0ATKAqc1YryPNSYKczqJ5s1FF28RKPXWts8-XgdrFtSFnGrE5AcC/s400/Copy+of+DSC01539.JPG" /> Scott on the first leg of the race<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9GbVKzYb9dVIYpLDEQksK2Prb3rGvNeh7MWty_MjxembPJlWH9T1dtcaIwvUt7cCDbBm3jQ-w1ghqgsA6MVV81wBht3VfoD0r44EOuWf53RW1dJJm-xKU9ATc0AM8juWQrKJrGVPAVrnm/s1600-h/DSC01544.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393022513520508642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9GbVKzYb9dVIYpLDEQksK2Prb3rGvNeh7MWty_MjxembPJlWH9T1dtcaIwvUt7cCDbBm3jQ-w1ghqgsA6MVV81wBht3VfoD0r44EOuWf53RW1dJJm-xKU9ATc0AM8juWQrKJrGVPAVrnm/s400/DSC01544.JPG" /></a>Scott on the second leg of the mini-triathlon<br /><br /><br /><div><div><div>Finishing up!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBabVAzttSyK8Fn_kyLsKHqtmIMSeGk2_A4wQKzUJeblwrQK0g2RS6OPa1t30cCBrQQvmNdUbElNW4aRgynrh_In328DAHZkvsQc3Jjg9y70h6u1DhaUnJNfHSoyD49z9rMy4DRHolYTQl/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393023029946129970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBabVAzttSyK8Fn_kyLsKHqtmIMSeGk2_A4wQKzUJeblwrQK0g2RS6OPa1t30cCBrQQvmNdUbElNW4aRgynrh_In328DAHZkvsQc3Jjg9y70h6u1DhaUnJNfHSoyD49z9rMy4DRHolYTQl/s400/DSC01554.JPG" /></a> The last and final leg of the race, running again because the swimming portion was cancelled due to rough windy conditions at Sand Hollow Reservoir.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHix8DvOTNbRyPJV0pPEItP-JvlaZPU4w48Q3bGYpnuf4LDSvuLjAkaNMywTPwzyaTvTRIOco_Z7LruxdabPpHX0pdkM-Vdzibe4FpVu5V42_vQf73CX8JOihMo1XDVjXbPXE-vs5hgdky/s1600-h/DSC01557.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393023223051431154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHix8DvOTNbRyPJV0pPEItP-JvlaZPU4w48Q3bGYpnuf4LDSvuLjAkaNMywTPwzyaTvTRIOco_Z7LruxdabPpHX0pdkM-Vdzibe4FpVu5V42_vQf73CX8JOihMo1XDVjXbPXE-vs5hgdky/s400/DSC01557.JPG" /></a> Scott has a great fan club. </div><div></div><div>This next entrance is of the girls getting ready for their Dixie Review. The Vest's really know how to pack in the events over the weekend.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggT06Czg3Q0Ef8tLZf8o0w47bTXNyLDcNfdcstJgk1-epgOvc17S0SgkGjeajk-ukXyuBJNiUDTBfZSGipcGhrENFjYcvH-NxRS9biHh8AWi2BYd4uJL2HzRIRt21ps6ijqGzUF1NGamNK/s1600-h/DSC01381.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393021646751313746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggT06Czg3Q0Ef8tLZf8o0w47bTXNyLDcNfdcstJgk1-epgOvc17S0SgkGjeajk-ukXyuBJNiUDTBfZSGipcGhrENFjYcvH-NxRS9biHh8AWi2BYd4uJL2HzRIRt21ps6ijqGzUF1NGamNK/s400/DSC01381.JPG" /></a> Delaney getting her hair done for pictures.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKyxtq6CGyflyyHKCyOweZyIKt4pkwXa3ItsDjkwtu1TSwD8iYqHDiNlAK1ojOutCGJ6kjBdJp9K7TDvvpu2WNLeFTkr5hWOZDj2HgpuHBhjT_qOq_snwKT13e1kn09pDUxTDpDaAp618K/s1600-h/DSC01377.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393021468637709058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKyxtq6CGyflyyHKCyOweZyIKt4pkwXa3ItsDjkwtu1TSwD8iYqHDiNlAK1ojOutCGJ6kjBdJp9K7TDvvpu2WNLeFTkr5hWOZDj2HgpuHBhjT_qOq_snwKT13e1kn09pDUxTDpDaAp618K/s400/DSC01377.JPG" /></a> Mckenzie after getting her hair in a beautiful updo for dance pictures.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3x5awYtnHmzx2TRpvUA3bC5jl-yfYSSWT6jwaSoEbLCxlt4fbcOH52Gmph8INE5IGJx_sxB0_iMJuMG89rzDo2U3HMiCqzAArsjbpcB2SrXnPkKVh7UADhe3bVlsRjkk2hAFhHE1VrEor/s1600-h/DSC01376.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393021244230311058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3x5awYtnHmzx2TRpvUA3bC5jl-yfYSSWT6jwaSoEbLCxlt4fbcOH52Gmph8INE5IGJx_sxB0_iMJuMG89rzDo2U3HMiCqzAArsjbpcB2SrXnPkKVh7UADhe3bVlsRjkk2hAFhHE1VrEor/s400/DSC01376.JPG" /></a> After the dance review we went to Jimmy Johns for ice cream. Such cute kids.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYskl7KK1wmLHIVRc3LprFnODk7U3eaEOgNWBi7LFvgCC879rcv1B_YW370b1nf3seudOCFUfHYuzJlrwGZg3-853ICSqdja9yFukylUdExT7LdV3x4A5MKxOZ02hZq9nSqa8GWR7PVUiW/s1600-h/DSC01589.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366093228269969442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYskl7KK1wmLHIVRc3LprFnODk7U3eaEOgNWBi7LFvgCC879rcv1B_YW370b1nf3seudOCFUfHYuzJlrwGZg3-853ICSqdja9yFukylUdExT7LdV3x4A5MKxOZ02hZq9nSqa8GWR7PVUiW/s320/DSC01589.JPG" /></a> The same trip was the piano review for McKenzie and Delaney. They played beautifully. We were so proud of them that they had their piece memorized perfectly. It was awesome. They are such sweet girls. We are so proud of them. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9_rv55sh39QqBkJfkLpfeEc25MJSjM9EiSPMSnd7FkixZZc0EwYIfFyDoTS0tk4zdvVFS9t-UB-_rPYmYkCx-2fTKwJ41lJdpz_uttDbg2ppHmJgvaUbvfe6v9ZflRY-m6Zxz8f7ZhFsu/s1600-h/DSC01532.JPG"></a><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulqtS8gRDZUj89AIp621cIeXdRT3Y14H1Xu8yrtGkrCYLRjtT_dRL8tZlvDQDyWHCt2SQqWedZmVue4fD13ddOcDGUVSALmq57o0RriRIbKo2ECfhQuT53GgrLWJUa3V73IUpSkRXDIIK/s1600-h/DSC01570.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393017575376796370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulqtS8gRDZUj89AIp621cIeXdRT3Y14H1Xu8yrtGkrCYLRjtT_dRL8tZlvDQDyWHCt2SQqWedZmVue4fD13ddOcDGUVSALmq57o0RriRIbKo2ECfhQuT53GgrLWJUa3V73IUpSkRXDIIK/s400/DSC01570.JPG" /></a> Delaney and McKenzie at their piano recital.<br /></div></div></div></div></div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsKOmlebzjvh2XXwho7KoMMPA18N9amcNY56gYASwEE1KEFvzbuN5wW6AzoKqvsi5eT0huYk71Oa2v8JwCgN9IDGwHEPJZiSikpUDLzkiH9dkmPw9tARkCLcw_vt-JiDfOr8xp34errBK/s1600-h/McKenzie,+Delaney+dance+picture.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389570579000370610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsKOmlebzjvh2XXwho7KoMMPA18N9amcNY56gYASwEE1KEFvzbuN5wW6AzoKqvsi5eT0huYk71Oa2v8JwCgN9IDGwHEPJZiSikpUDLzkiH9dkmPw9tARkCLcw_vt-JiDfOr8xp34errBK/s320/McKenzie,+Delaney+dance+picture.jpg" /></a><br /><br />McKenzie and Delaney with their dancing teacher.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><br /></div>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-71471591110403507952009-05-31T16:29:00.000-07:002009-06-21T23:03:16.693-07:00Spring Break in Monterey, California 2009Last month for Spring Break Billy and I decided to vacation in Californiato visit the grandkids and take a little side trip to Monterey, CA. Wearrived in Oakland where Amy and the kids picked us up and we went to a hotel and the kids performed for us on the ledge of the window. The curtains were a covering in front of a deep window ledge that was their stage and it was quite fun. We also had someballoons for them to shoot off in the air and they got quite a kick out of them. We also had Easter eggs for them to find the next day at home in Woodland. We woke up early the next morning and had a wonderful breakfast down in the lobby and then went to the Oakland temple to do initiatories.Amy and the kids walked around outside and visited the visitors centerwhile we were inside. It is such a beautiful temple and is such a greatreminder for us of Annette and Scott's engagement there about 13 or 14years ago. Inside the visitors center is a big huge gigantic window thatoverlooks the bay area. It is such a beautiful sight. Afterwards we droveover to San Francisco with the help of "Virginia" our GPS sweetheart and ate at Boudin's. It was heavenly. Fresh sourdough bread bowls filled withfresh clam chowder. We also bought some bread to take home for Joe to try. We then went into a little town called Sasalito and then back to Woodlandto be with Joe. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_sMQZbKik6eDTJpbfqKfmgz2_rSmAt00aX6hWScT0lkPIyxaGXZzv2u0ayxuC1TSq9EAI90pZM5oKd0Y4-9hT5qowtU8l0SL3Uzi2rP-Q_LSOP4goGnW_eyInbIylj4W9rWlPnBOqGNj/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+060.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350005379459045826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_sMQZbKik6eDTJpbfqKfmgz2_rSmAt00aX6hWScT0lkPIyxaGXZzv2u0ayxuC1TSq9EAI90pZM5oKd0Y4-9hT5qowtU8l0SL3Uzi2rP-Q_LSOP4goGnW_eyInbIylj4W9rWlPnBOqGNj/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+060.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><div>Brynn and Abby with new fingernails and making creative sticky styrofoam balls with grandpa.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBOcnN-36BMka4SY9IwJU53WjJr4TyP9PUYOLlk7X_ya8p4qr_t0JXjUrKtqe_Vm-yKQFsZIHlixjE1v82B1FoARzwVO2N9ObZdWKKUC-EgqEP2dCTCCBS13jtj64yKcG0gOB9cSOVZ0pR/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350024386588718530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBOcnN-36BMka4SY9IwJU53WjJr4TyP9PUYOLlk7X_ya8p4qr_t0JXjUrKtqe_Vm-yKQFsZIHlixjE1v82B1FoARzwVO2N9ObZdWKKUC-EgqEP2dCTCCBS13jtj64yKcG0gOB9cSOVZ0pR/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM-mt-e06UwzYzhxKDKWIqU98yE-sZ8YZ41HDWcEToqTXvOblAxuyJM9hlkoQupUT4326jt4KbEPc1e1G4wUiyYkvN4bIWzLo_Xcp7Csf1va4_cgFwAoCXvZQZb8wpbWL6U8MAaqlwJ_CJ/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+075.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350024858718748482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM-mt-e06UwzYzhxKDKWIqU98yE-sZ8YZ41HDWcEToqTXvOblAxuyJM9hlkoQupUT4326jt4KbEPc1e1G4wUiyYkvN4bIWzLo_Xcp7Csf1va4_cgFwAoCXvZQZb8wpbWL6U8MAaqlwJ_CJ/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+075.jpg" border="0" /></a>Isaac was a trooper on the trip. He loves to go and is such a big part of the family. Don't you love those rolls.</p><p></p><p>The next day was our Easter Egg Hunt. The kids had a great time searching for their eggs and finding the one special egg with money in it that had their name written on it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrVt5usysEM4AUhgW7MsCVPEIZwsV8HzWrZhz_96WmynBHrAbquVFMrc_bU5MVfktV5JTDt_YxcexQsimpmb9T4bpxnw9vaz-d-7RD5YdYn2Yf6t6Tx-nIOOm1SBZQlCI6a4RJdC_Fy9Ic/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009446078922194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrVt5usysEM4AUhgW7MsCVPEIZwsV8HzWrZhz_96WmynBHrAbquVFMrc_bU5MVfktV5JTDt_YxcexQsimpmb9T4bpxnw9vaz-d-7RD5YdYn2Yf6t6Tx-nIOOm1SBZQlCI6a4RJdC_Fy9Ic/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+019.jpg" border="0" /></a> Aaron looked at his dollar and wondered what in the world is this piece of green and white paper?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyUgZo3lTK4lY2Jr2peYlj0_Vqy2-xofcThycVxyzfMvkiBPBX-gYE6vCk-ckaHcNDhQUTLPuv68HGmKdAC4A9fza60zs7IP6F0DWBr6FGrrOUJQ4YjBNvnuLntgcgqa16blLuqxUnMzeh/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+080.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350004112871634450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyUgZo3lTK4lY2Jr2peYlj0_Vqy2-xofcThycVxyzfMvkiBPBX-gYE6vCk-ckaHcNDhQUTLPuv68HGmKdAC4A9fza60zs7IP6F0DWBr6FGrrOUJQ4YjBNvnuLntgcgqa16blLuqxUnMzeh/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+080.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p>Abby had to show us her Care Bear costume )that was 3 sizes too small) Cute as a button anyway!</p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtg_cWe0dh-GhA7gHblfR6AxFyb6HrAhWcKFBfshxcDEOwROHriIgtd61n_c8BpNl_SeBpm1n0adO1b9suWNZ7fK_fwBbb6rtjuIbrNURpAehA6SqFi1vmwcAgEVu5f4zbsPchojFXFm0y/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350001477606853202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtg_cWe0dh-GhA7gHblfR6AxFyb6HrAhWcKFBfshxcDEOwROHriIgtd61n_c8BpNl_SeBpm1n0adO1b9suWNZ7fK_fwBbb6rtjuIbrNURpAehA6SqFi1vmwcAgEVu5f4zbsPchojFXFm0y/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+012.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAxfXUOWXwxy00Fnhmo94xKg3ptB3Z-aDNnnR8Hd1ySJM-cf7w5TY9jiXtgSswNRsP_r6d3AZJh2MIoimYmT6WH3ZRhgXbP3QOK_KVhmBOAN3IZRAagfY1pWGB0AMjb6vnD6hDaGBGK0PS/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350001190083214850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAxfXUOWXwxy00Fnhmo94xKg3ptB3Z-aDNnnR8Hd1ySJM-cf7w5TY9jiXtgSswNRsP_r6d3AZJh2MIoimYmT6WH3ZRhgXbP3QOK_KVhmBOAN3IZRAagfY1pWGB0AMjb6vnD6hDaGBGK0PS/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+014.jpg" border="0" /></a>After straightening up the house we then hopped in the car and headed for the Jelly Bean Factory. Surprisingly enough it was a busy day at the factory. It was quite interesting as we sampled many different flavors of jelly beans and then took the tour to see first hand how they were processed and packaged. Of course we couldn't leave until we purchased several packages of flip flops. These were damaged or imperfect jelly beans that were sold at a discounted price. It was really fun! </div><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVA9JeY6kQoKVIDhy05JGLUjCyg-F1apHWdfvi2dIwPqIiwl7x15M0m98puNBgVCoi-KHKyvUrmJyrHL6VhdV2iq-P3AYHqCsjGbZBjDahphPg7NBDRu7rsfvAz2OfBz3HeOdNEdW7ZaG5/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+084.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350003402384157314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVA9JeY6kQoKVIDhy05JGLUjCyg-F1apHWdfvi2dIwPqIiwl7x15M0m98puNBgVCoi-KHKyvUrmJyrHL6VhdV2iq-P3AYHqCsjGbZBjDahphPg7NBDRu7rsfvAz2OfBz3HeOdNEdW7ZaG5/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+084.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaRXfTQGj2-vz4TE6QWMN7EK64UugroBwd-NV12UUj9K05yx2dRb_AUXGZuXIi8-L-77-hTi-la6I7AsPxsF6nrgSyVRJB3aMmV4jsA-_nC4WdfPd5vaGpEShYrGXO3etuEdTA7QKStsZr/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+083.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350003580094692290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaRXfTQGj2-vz4TE6QWMN7EK64UugroBwd-NV12UUj9K05yx2dRb_AUXGZuXIi8-L-77-hTi-la6I7AsPxsF6nrgSyVRJB3aMmV4jsA-_nC4WdfPd5vaGpEShYrGXO3etuEdTA7QKStsZr/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+083.jpg" border="0" /></a>Friday we picked up around the house, then took the girls to dancing and off we went for Monterey. It took us quite some time to get there, but when we arrived at the Holiday Inn express we quickly put on our swimming suits and headed for the jacuzzi. It was so nice. It was an indoor/outdoor room that had pigeons sitting high up on the ledge. We went to bed early so that the next morning we could get up early on Saturday and go to the aquarium and visit the shops on Cannery Row and Pebble Beach. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8bPL282VSBJ31K4NR26OX5D20q_NH2Y4Potiny90mJc77Lcqql9bZuEiVHenF0HUJrWsIiOgAUGTHfGhjMJ7vXxI00MELbQF0qH9c2sC26CtVtd7gmzcOJ9DVpAz3DdXO2G2snJEyQX0i/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350008999035870642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8bPL282VSBJ31K4NR26OX5D20q_NH2Y4Potiny90mJc77Lcqql9bZuEiVHenF0HUJrWsIiOgAUGTHfGhjMJ7vXxI00MELbQF0qH9c2sC26CtVtd7gmzcOJ9DVpAz3DdXO2G2snJEyQX0i/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+023.jpg" border="0" /></a>Billy wanted to hit a bucket of balls if possible. It was so beautiful and very breathtaking. The weather was really nice and Brynn and Abby had a ball putting on the green. We then took a beautiful 17 mile drive around the golf courses of Pebble Beach. It was incredible. Next we did tide pooling at the beach. Brynn and Abby were with us and Aaron and Isaac were with Amy and Joe. We found crabs and little fish and all kinds of seaweed and sea animals. Amy and Joe soon hooked up with us and they brought a yummy lunch for us to share. There happened to be several squirrels close by our table and soon we began sharing our lunch with them. They were not afraid of people at all. They were really brave, much braver than Abby as she took off for the van and stayed in it alone for the rest of our lunch break. We then took off for another drive to a beach in Monterey near Carmel called Point Lobos. Billy and I hiked to it while the kids were playing on the beach and knew it would be a great hiking experience for the kids. We then went back to the beach and watched the sun set and watched the seals in the water. The sound of the wavescoming in was such a relaxing experience. After it got dark we drove to Carmel to the "Hogs Breath Inn" in a little quaint town called "Carmel bythe Sea." It was a little pricy so we decided to go to a Mexican restaurant called El Torito that was on the bay by the aquarium. It was a really full day and we didn't sit down to eat until about 10:00 pm in the evening. After eating we quickly hopped in the car and headed for our motel. Sunday morning we woke up early and went downstairs for a wonderful breakfast and dressed in our Sunday clothes and good old "Virginia" took us to church right near Pebble Beach. It was a big ward and was packed with people. It seemed that there were several visitors and the mission president and his wife spoke about missionary work. It was great and very motivational. After church we changed our clothes in the car and drove to Point Lobos for our hiking experience. It was wonderful. We hiked for about 1/2 mile to the beach as it overlooked the bay and then we hiked down into a little cove where a mother seal and her baby were basking on a rock in the sun. We then hiked back up the hill and on further down the path and saw about 20 mother seals and their babies laying out in the sun and watched as the mothers taught their little ones how to swim. It was so fun. We continued to hike until we reached the point and watched as the waves crashed into the big rocks. It was a perfectly beautiful clear day, one I have never before experienced in Northern California. We could see out for miles as the sun burned off the mists on the water. We had fun yelling at the seals to see if they would respond to us and sure enough they did. It was quite comical. Amy was the best horn honker of all and we laughed as the seals would turn around and look up at her as she did her seal call. We decided we had better go and get some lunch and head for the airport as our plane left that evening for home. We stopped in Carmel and couldn't find anywhere to eat with the whole family so we asked "Virginia" to help us find a goodplace to eat. She is a sweetheart! We ended up eating at an Italian restaurant called Allegro Pizzeria that was East of Carmel in a little shopping area. We had a tasty pizza and salad. We then quickly hopped in the car and headed on highway 1 to Oakland. It was a good thing that we did as the traffic was bumper to bumper going 10 miles per hour for about 2 hours. We finally made it to the airport with 1/2 hour to spare. What a whirlwind fun trip we had, but it is always hard to say goodbye.</div><div><div><br /><div> Billy hit some great shots on one of the Pebble Beach courses.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtjV8clPIH5UVCJj0w3ICYjlLO45RxUArydbR7D6HDUGneUyqMmkI2EzptIgr0G10XSubsSpJHnFacuONvXC97a4ItnV_MbAMySVWhlQAGM9IHIGKTsaDOKCup4akYNMXcYBPPsa0puJH/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350008768504500914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtjV8clPIH5UVCJj0w3ICYjlLO45RxUArydbR7D6HDUGneUyqMmkI2EzptIgr0G10XSubsSpJHnFacuONvXC97a4ItnV_MbAMySVWhlQAGM9IHIGKTsaDOKCup4akYNMXcYBPPsa0puJH/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+027.jpg" border="0" /></a> Bill was in heaven as he hit a bucket of balls on Pebble Beach. Someday he will have togo nine holes with the boys. Brynn and Abby had a great time putting around the greens with the other golfers.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCVKiYVioK979ZQKpQftjF2aimSb0y7QlQgSQFZFAZjmWRclJD1pb8mVhAmosJ_5vJ40381pNhadv0XRrq2GCUtnhY2Z2MLSDJlP2ZQ95wO-BwH48pzsTkjk_Y7g4ZPeFvUCUZxAbNMDOO/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350008250299007378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCVKiYVioK979ZQKpQftjF2aimSb0y7QlQgSQFZFAZjmWRclJD1pb8mVhAmosJ_5vJ40381pNhadv0XRrq2GCUtnhY2Z2MLSDJlP2ZQ95wO-BwH48pzsTkjk_Y7g4ZPeFvUCUZxAbNMDOO/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+029.jpg" border="0" /></a> Tide pooling after the tide had come in was so fun. Lots of crabs and sea creatures.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioNbDdaTsO-zsbjZ3vuwbvpHtOAMfBr5P0pWuEUBHR2z11QH3lqFEL85soSzUK05x_jNJbxfMSNAyX8VJITs_onapDlD_wQhD6-ra_93w0fRhYP2tTgNMq7PGin6c_6EkfSi2qC2OR__w-/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350007996462486258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioNbDdaTsO-zsbjZ3vuwbvpHtOAMfBr5P0pWuEUBHR2z11QH3lqFEL85soSzUK05x_jNJbxfMSNAyX8VJITs_onapDlD_wQhD6-ra_93w0fRhYP2tTgNMq7PGin6c_6EkfSi2qC2OR__w-/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+032.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikdJ_rTfi815mIrlemcdQUqONp24BAUnfo3igtY4cMFYFKCgP6hWQLo3Nn_fEDILiAlow0kLaWESGJb3lziAurOVAjat1JrkTwMjshDgxw7Jc5Rdch5VSQlf7nsTTwFJNaRXIs9HzTCim2/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350007705269865986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikdJ_rTfi815mIrlemcdQUqONp24BAUnfo3igtY4cMFYFKCgP6hWQLo3Nn_fEDILiAlow0kLaWESGJb3lziAurOVAjat1JrkTwMjshDgxw7Jc5Rdch5VSQlf7nsTTwFJNaRXIs9HzTCim2/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+043.jpg" border="0" /></a> Watching the sun set was so beautiful.<br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB1M5Bv9K6HjnPiEhD7CruRSAPAHGCYOFjdXt7vrdrkvP8o02eVJl8Lt7-nV-KwAcNvbKWuppPvW-hTo_1qOJsIsRFFCPK4-zynT0xGdJQ8gjf8tYVd4Ux9mrg-eXb8norJF-J3SIoXFvk/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350007398714514642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB1M5Bv9K6HjnPiEhD7CruRSAPAHGCYOFjdXt7vrdrkvP8o02eVJl8Lt7-nV-KwAcNvbKWuppPvW-hTo_1qOJsIsRFFCPK4-zynT0xGdJQ8gjf8tYVd4Ux9mrg-eXb8norJF-J3SIoXFvk/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+041.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4Ke8Uf6agajQr35QOQFu-6owwRJOT30Tfg8Z_k5HZJu4Wao6QC39f1sc-_Fe5hn52Z1ZvqItZOHtjtCxiiThGcIZcRBFMdsqIHEfRh4tpMnDPUTDr9EYYzw_g_IWfjbuCx2_CMxv3p1l/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+086.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350002986115061346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4Ke8Uf6agajQr35QOQFu-6owwRJOT30Tfg8Z_k5HZJu4Wao6QC39f1sc-_Fe5hn52Z1ZvqItZOHtjtCxiiThGcIZcRBFMdsqIHEfRh4tpMnDPUTDr9EYYzw_g_IWfjbuCx2_CMxv3p1l/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+086.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div> Point Lobos was one of our favorite spots. We were on the furthest points on the seashore and it was very windy and quite chilly! Aaron loved hiking out there and loved the exploration. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-UFOi6V35tGm7ZX2tOReFFPoBCjg2EmxAkPrTOaC6kquvPxQ_epd6IPMrHnbgHdi92qfGuiq0jn_0mSBCbr47PvRIaoQKlO_Q0hdnT5qCerhU_s6DiIZExFlC0Mufnj50oXYsh5yA9xd/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350007114414906642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-UFOi6V35tGm7ZX2tOReFFPoBCjg2EmxAkPrTOaC6kquvPxQ_epd6IPMrHnbgHdi92qfGuiq0jn_0mSBCbr47PvRIaoQKlO_Q0hdnT5qCerhU_s6DiIZExFlC0Mufnj50oXYsh5yA9xd/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+045.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div>Aaron was too busy exploring to be in the family picture. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVXSpEEDg2ocsTCQ-DlrotlskAhjOR0FE7-mQwh5Qd_j-lWCSYwCDMM5N1PdiE4mLG6n6xUZEBuQrE5Rc30s8PF-HMjCAm7WcFVFG6O6KBtWo7qaG81c666bZ67YAlTo8n6WPv-pH5hXZT/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350006924036267618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVXSpEEDg2ocsTCQ-DlrotlskAhjOR0FE7-mQwh5Qd_j-lWCSYwCDMM5N1PdiE4mLG6n6xUZEBuQrE5Rc30s8PF-HMjCAm7WcFVFG6O6KBtWo7qaG81c666bZ67YAlTo8n6WPv-pH5hXZT/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+046.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>Yummy food and great company!<br /></div><div></div><div>This was a great Spring Break and look forward to vacationing with family again soon. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-8592538471990944312009-05-07T08:33:00.000-07:002009-05-13T22:14:20.155-07:00Last year Wade and Annette prepared and trained to run the St. George marathon in October. It was a cloudy rainy day as they made the trip up into Pine Valley to begin the race. This was Wade's first marathon and Annette's 5th. Annette came in before Wader with a time of 3:59 and Wade with a time of around 3:39. Wade was making great time even good enough time to run the Boston when on the 20th mile he began to cramp up. It was cold and raining and didn't seem to help his situation. With all of that in mind he did really well in the race. Much better than expected. It was so fun to see Sara waiting for him with the Wade fan club waiting for Wade to appear. Wade is the YM President in his ward and the Young Men did a ward breakfast serving a full pancake breakfast. They cooked Wade a set of pancakes and gave them to him at the end of the race. It was such a thoughtfull thing for them to do. Sara ran with him for as long as they would allow and then she met up with him after the race. It was great to have all of the support from Sara's family there to cheer Wade on. The funniest part was when Boston saw Wader and was so excited to see him and then when Wade kept running Bosty couldn't understand and began to cry. I couldn't help but take a picture of this cute little sad boy. He loves his Uncle Wader.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0u1LN913vjkS87F7ZIZW7LuM8SQK17iY-GEO2uwCUu5maWjDfZfjVBmNMYgmTkYFQ0aq_dPAZdzFUVQLKmnzAFtyXDahJjUx72Va4L2nmJzXj7dMd1HdADKMvwAqVp641jEgUrFbnXoBa/s1600-h/DSC01063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334779030263957282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0u1LN913vjkS87F7ZIZW7LuM8SQK17iY-GEO2uwCUu5maWjDfZfjVBmNMYgmTkYFQ0aq_dPAZdzFUVQLKmnzAFtyXDahJjUx72Va4L2nmJzXj7dMd1HdADKMvwAqVp641jEgUrFbnXoBa/s320/DSC01063.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sara spotted Wade and ran to meet him.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuMchj8aF-k4a1wopqUOdTkuD0BhFHMyYnO3KlJhwnlEd7iQjQ2OtqhILXLkTTm0KgAczriSMl55-D8224nGgUAgOkVrCe4Rdq_7AbqFzOCtCXndtGaSaFP2N8PHgrMCxJo6HCnfYDzL9D/s1600-h/DSC01064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334783298774915794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuMchj8aF-k4a1wopqUOdTkuD0BhFHMyYnO3KlJhwnlEd7iQjQ2OtqhILXLkTTm0KgAczriSMl55-D8224nGgUAgOkVrCe4Rdq_7AbqFzOCtCXndtGaSaFP2N8PHgrMCxJo6HCnfYDzL9D/s320/DSC01064.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sara joined Wade for a little bit at the end of the race.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS6J4vyQfIGEngTYd7T_9eO1GXCN8SrevSY1SNwJKQCxByDqXlRRA6ZcT4ZoCat_5WYxcm7jvJmWYaZHAnT9zvph1d3VCDu2u_UBgtOhfFxHyPIqgU0OHYoLxDifLpvNl7vckQDpTqRrUL/s1600-h/St.+Grg+mara+Wade+pancake.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785543878419874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS6J4vyQfIGEngTYd7T_9eO1GXCN8SrevSY1SNwJKQCxByDqXlRRA6ZcT4ZoCat_5WYxcm7jvJmWYaZHAnT9zvph1d3VCDu2u_UBgtOhfFxHyPIqgU0OHYoLxDifLpvNl7vckQDpTqRrUL/s320/St.+Grg+mara+Wade+pancake.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is the picture of Wade's Young Men giving him a pancake to give him energy to finish the race. It was so awesome to see how much the boys love him. He is a great leader!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNZl92XJR9uPnldxXpFFJ83SqEyVOKgAr868hi0zb-sACukrn0_YkUXdX_3NYSl91nQ60oVhc6YRUeWxi_TKp361VMkkRbjKTQ7a-TW0j8qzsPgW_r9hUNo51_faI_dHAeaeSktRWK72Zb/s1600-h/DSC01066.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334783515048333058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNZl92XJR9uPnldxXpFFJ83SqEyVOKgAr868hi0zb-sACukrn0_YkUXdX_3NYSl91nQ60oVhc6YRUeWxi_TKp361VMkkRbjKTQ7a-TW0j8qzsPgW_r9hUNo51_faI_dHAeaeSktRWK72Zb/s320/DSC01066.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyD1Y7oW_d6IpAQ_U5vGB9U4AGXZW-kh4T_pm3il5eT9zO00vVjy6QYYbfJhMC5fnfFe11-w20MgKWm40KGIDf-gd_UtbDuzryvFA_o6ieAdp6HfT8746Y434hia1mfIyXkppgZhSZwN7z/s1600-h/DSC01069.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Wader and Sara after the finish line. Sara was a trooper to weather the storm to share in this accomplishment with <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWYB_a8-LG-dkgN6g7tI_P6TPz59XlrFz0iFU9mOHFBMa9sCrpiCH-C3DDm0r-27mmgX2YHG9bRk0Bt8t_riizUti_KuyrCVvGIbYZ7_NUb8wRomOXSJAkwTOA7Qtiy_vHvhpf6-w98ppM/s1600-h/DSC01070.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334784113615145074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWYB_a8-LG-dkgN6g7tI_P6TPz59XlrFz0iFU9mOHFBMa9sCrpiCH-C3DDm0r-27mmgX2YHG9bRk0Bt8t_riizUti_KuyrCVvGIbYZ7_NUb8wRomOXSJAkwTOA7Qtiy_vHvhpf6-w98ppM/s320/DSC01070.JPG" border="0" /></a>Wade.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Wade and Annette after the finish line.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtGG5PtLCfc1XybPMwmIfk17Y4kUdcUxQHJRvfQrDz5LNzphtmRyEl_tr0HMsTSV-3EIqD8fzIYYZGgqAvj2YJbWnOJD1UZP67RRp3NdE485qTiFsogglN3PZIY-O5YnMvybzybMbnMjaO/s1600-h/DSC01061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335534815616273618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtGG5PtLCfc1XybPMwmIfk17Y4kUdcUxQHJRvfQrDz5LNzphtmRyEl_tr0HMsTSV-3EIqD8fzIYYZGgqAvj2YJbWnOJD1UZP67RRp3NdE485qTiFsogglN3PZIY-O5YnMvybzybMbnMjaO/s320/DSC01061.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><div><div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Boston was so sad that Wade didn't pick him up and take him along in the race.</div><div></div><div>In January we traveled to St. George to watch McKenzie and Delaney in the Jetette Review. This was Dixie High Schools drill squad. It was a fun program. The best part of all was seeing the big smiles on McKenzie and Delaney's face as they performed. They are very natural at performing and it made our day to see them so happy.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlNWw5PJT3USVnqG3rTMm3UlTwni__KDy7s_X5BlkMTjs14Xn_EFBRDWxwLDEYcwAQZ_ewkzEOJ79SBUHPB3wubqcggSdeKTAWEl3zlHvi9R_RHtPCl3sbchxdRD-Wftxmr0bPlAvvabcI/s1600-h/DSC01370.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335530845686635602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlNWw5PJT3USVnqG3rTMm3UlTwni__KDy7s_X5BlkMTjs14Xn_EFBRDWxwLDEYcwAQZ_ewkzEOJ79SBUHPB3wubqcggSdeKTAWEl3zlHvi9R_RHtPCl3sbchxdRD-Wftxmr0bPlAvvabcI/s320/DSC01370.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>McKenzie performing.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZnN8_llM2nHLfGrBm_x6PlG7qWlj1EMbMxEzFecbK8rTdDS8Y4H6FFk03ZwYLpXruKf5VTwkvQwWhArGJRtAUCjVuDFUaRVFYmd2QRKSqD-18K8k9DNOdLgSTE2eXTOFosRnnqT19BzAa/s1600-h/DSC01366.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335528710707273426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZnN8_llM2nHLfGrBm_x6PlG7qWlj1EMbMxEzFecbK8rTdDS8Y4H6FFk03ZwYLpXruKf5VTwkvQwWhArGJRtAUCjVuDFUaRVFYmd2QRKSqD-18K8k9DNOdLgSTE2eXTOFosRnnqT19BzAa/s320/DSC01366.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Delaney performing.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJkNHdxaiGuW5jCs1ivMxJcy0XnnQnswiI7xJj00Lm4E0VysMbyKIJlaE4rjhR7Rb6HrBXUWYjmFnrwl_NGfQzFqZxhH5SQmhCLqE9bcodMEZZq_9gFtto3aS66p9tVcahW6YL87Dmv_wr/s1600-h/DSC01377.JPG"></a><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQUwVKaW8TZPP3hQf47aNLsdEYI5qcZaqzhnjZE1-HVmA0F8zQfkFNQaSZmFDX0zuY7IRbtTd2NPaPetEmR2nR4dibVaiyyvISzjoquR9U_ydUAJQzhzPHUHF3T5IIHp8nWkzGJIx9aIc/s1600-h/DSC01367.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335529371844694418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQUwVKaW8TZPP3hQf47aNLsdEYI5qcZaqzhnjZE1-HVmA0F8zQfkFNQaSZmFDX0zuY7IRbtTd2NPaPetEmR2nR4dibVaiyyvISzjoquR9U_ydUAJQzhzPHUHF3T5IIHp8nWkzGJIx9aIc/s320/DSC01367.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Delaney having a great time dancing.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtZKjmxMEVSdoQXp7BtGQ5T3fF_c6ru3ohWj6RA_YPGN9z6NXss8J-YxJNzl_e26r7dX-5cK2Tdqa-Vn5GVyhvi5ynt9eoQrYHu6UZ9V9goKCIxgDOTj9tUDOhxNKm7MYqPmRgEIXZlckH/s1600-h/DSC01369.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335530652408164322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtZKjmxMEVSdoQXp7BtGQ5T3fF_c6ru3ohWj6RA_YPGN9z6NXss8J-YxJNzl_e26r7dX-5cK2Tdqa-Vn5GVyhvi5ynt9eoQrYHu6UZ9V9goKCIxgDOTj9tUDOhxNKm7MYqPmRgEIXZlckH/s320/DSC01369.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>McKenzie performing.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvn_3oDwVJeTBR6xYVhEWaIKqNrde0IqrbABBycx9o2DpPVj1lQHQPbrsrax8ez5PqMbn1fPRkduZ4tjPxeesVo0I4h3gw_VIeVkIXV7Q97Vy8yZRIkA4iGSaZNaCSsHgjvW3RvOBrMiBb/s1600-h/DSC01375.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335530185015222114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvn_3oDwVJeTBR6xYVhEWaIKqNrde0IqrbABBycx9o2DpPVj1lQHQPbrsrax8ez5PqMbn1fPRkduZ4tjPxeesVo0I4h3gw_VIeVkIXV7Q97Vy8yZRIkA4iGSaZNaCSsHgjvW3RvOBrMiBb/s320/DSC01375.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Sisters, sisters, there were never such fun sisters.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrswLVZZcR9dErBsFRipV2QUdKK6NPlmOzSH5-UJUckFdCOVFRQkYezhaadgQ8ThdoqsXtsLIoSsoCzH4JjmQGGZfNG3fM0lFBlzUgCKz9i4-0daMN8udGEIA78gCqMrHCCPUi1GG8qtpD/s1600-h/DSC01376.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335530366406480130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrswLVZZcR9dErBsFRipV2QUdKK6NPlmOzSH5-UJUckFdCOVFRQkYezhaadgQ8ThdoqsXtsLIoSsoCzH4JjmQGGZfNG3fM0lFBlzUgCKz9i4-0daMN8udGEIA78gCqMrHCCPUi1GG8qtpD/s320/DSC01376.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Treats after the performance. Coop is such a great support!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2uxNMIwAInk6MS_m57DOmNzSh6xmlbmdUhLPuM2RSpBXnOLh_dy3V-gF0jXDP1MXVYet53VNsdVl0yqAeO3HgqEpN6-7gUXsvQqGT_g8rotEGDGt6THmI1PrGVE3W1e6Uq5XPrQbBwJNB/s1600-h/DSC01380.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335529569579500226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2uxNMIwAInk6MS_m57DOmNzSh6xmlbmdUhLPuM2RSpBXnOLh_dy3V-gF0jXDP1MXVYet53VNsdVl0yqAeO3HgqEpN6-7gUXsvQqGT_g8rotEGDGt6THmI1PrGVE3W1e6Uq5XPrQbBwJNB/s320/DSC01380.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Delaney getting her hair done for dance pictures the next day.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifp0NHAbzy0MEuZqi7gcPKD3KMaoBOL3wIyNZ3cU_LPLYFOX6ex-Ii1B9cDIQAenkK3bTfqmlZGLLlTAqO1fGK3uyu2DXhJmCQSvGsO_xIWpY3fhIwKLysb6GHM4UeaMBBMpAx2wAlZ5In/s1600-h/DSC01383.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334789551764239186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifp0NHAbzy0MEuZqi7gcPKD3KMaoBOL3wIyNZ3cU_LPLYFOX6ex-Ii1B9cDIQAenkK3bTfqmlZGLLlTAqO1fGK3uyu2DXhJmCQSvGsO_xIWpY3fhIwKLysb6GHM4UeaMBBMpAx2wAlZ5In/s320/DSC01383.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div>McKenzie and Delaney after their half updos.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9HddYe0xwRbnnc2lzLu7dbUt1CKaBAzLiMCGXf1C872UQhtrywuAJKwdYfHbyC0gH7gQ7x34_tA0C6fJx8Kzp9y2gUcPMASZfEgxX0LvD4bRr_gTVmo2CS2zY5FX5oWodWil1kUEkrCH/s1600-h/DSC01382.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335529958364034386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9HddYe0xwRbnnc2lzLu7dbUt1CKaBAzLiMCGXf1C872UQhtrywuAJKwdYfHbyC0gH7gQ7x34_tA0C6fJx8Kzp9y2gUcPMASZfEgxX0LvD4bRr_gTVmo2CS2zY5FX5oWodWil1kUEkrCH/s320/DSC01382.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div>Cuties!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF7_M7tgF2XMtcYvdzNl6Hi_TpD4Mic_lBefBZMhvi7wB5ppIVNR6jyP3L-bdF_vki5G6If0mVKhlydYY-uoiLKHvVoo4l1k3r7neAWqANpbRZ9PxXWSHrPYyV9cCwknZ52ye_7HOXMIYR/s1600-h/DSC01378.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334788831214295522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF7_M7tgF2XMtcYvdzNl6Hi_TpD4Mic_lBefBZMhvi7wB5ppIVNR6jyP3L-bdF_vki5G6If0mVKhlydYY-uoiLKHvVoo4l1k3r7neAWqANpbRZ9PxXWSHrPYyV9cCwknZ52ye_7HOXMIYR/s320/DSC01378.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />What a beautiful side profile. Grandma made her do this. That is probably why she is smiling.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1hGDIbkNlZ7y2yA2GpmPUk8qhVmOR8lmv-3IqcVIhqIQLX_9XEcY_bPj2lqbQUw3YrpZ8uxCEZV4qeEMSkLLPpZ7YB6uJ7kOSlXkSyw_K3QrzcvKlL-N37nLY8W-rzjWZE92dsX6vC0Bs/s1600-h/Boston+March+2009+toughy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334974985666250194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1hGDIbkNlZ7y2yA2GpmPUk8qhVmOR8lmv-3IqcVIhqIQLX_9XEcY_bPj2lqbQUw3YrpZ8uxCEZV4qeEMSkLLPpZ7YB6uJ7kOSlXkSyw_K3QrzcvKlL-N37nLY8W-rzjWZE92dsX6vC0Bs/s320/Boston+March+2009+toughy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div>What a ham!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-kOlchqZeQ2geZmpwAc7oz-yHu0rBXxRrD30qRKHGAeWW6uOP0fAvRlZSuEyrrEUKeVCyrTEk_QMBDTPkOoBZDon96DKn71R8kPu9_sDUSUgZR2RcdL8KqMStdBBIDB-OD7SCWMmlxSrv/s1600-h/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334787936679985746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-kOlchqZeQ2geZmpwAc7oz-yHu0rBXxRrD30qRKHGAeWW6uOP0fAvRlZSuEyrrEUKeVCyrTEk_QMBDTPkOoBZDon96DKn71R8kPu9_sDUSUgZR2RcdL8KqMStdBBIDB-OD7SCWMmlxSrv/s320/Grandchildren+in+St.+George+and+Woodland+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8CUa72tpxGUKKPJQ0xM38bUvI1cbbCcpkulVVmuvdItF3uAutY8JXai_6dD0tTZV7Y1VH1RMey35e3Udq2KmW4RM3wKi4vQzfHhp10O2uOFLyEEEAJ2m84S8c2ct7LJgYB0unD_qtgNpg/s1600-h/DSC01375.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Bosty wasn't feeling well as he had swollen glands in his neck. But he was still very pleasant.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUMlhIipDU3fZE4_a6H8D402Yq-y5Ow6TSBvHlvpYPOeOQyAu3_GsDQ1aj26Bw_VUcOp1YC2SwiQKgEDhns-sep76NSjK8I6CsS7ECCjJKCfW4rFmgJ3SW99M60FWHAiuAbDrtznl8p4Aq/s1600-h/DSC01387.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335018947323100722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUMlhIipDU3fZE4_a6H8D402Yq-y5Ow6TSBvHlvpYPOeOQyAu3_GsDQ1aj26Bw_VUcOp1YC2SwiQKgEDhns-sep76NSjK8I6CsS7ECCjJKCfW4rFmgJ3SW99M60FWHAiuAbDrtznl8p4Aq/s320/DSC01387.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div> </div><div>A fun treat to go to the Pizza factory to celebrate the events of the day. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-69970811958113167202009-01-22T10:53:00.000-08:002009-05-10T17:47:27.637-07:00O My, How Time Flies<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ99Z3gXUujNi7xoCQvK_Vu8s7uHIXDGwrqr82pjUQyTtswDkQfsi-M-W8HgHkHeB8zRVdswky21giDotx-xZUAj5it0OJdzU2hTif2FrW8mepVVeIVElfqoZTQHrEhmi6r3qwpmRIfakC/s1600-h/Emily+announcement+picture.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333158508594835426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ99Z3gXUujNi7xoCQvK_Vu8s7uHIXDGwrqr82pjUQyTtswDkQfsi-M-W8HgHkHeB8zRVdswky21giDotx-xZUAj5it0OJdzU2hTif2FrW8mepVVeIVElfqoZTQHrEhmi6r3qwpmRIfakC/s320/Emily+announcement+picture.jpg" border="0" /></a> Oh how time flys when you are having so much fun!!! We have so much to share since our last blog it is overwhelming.<br /><div><div></div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div>On July 27th 2008 we concluded our annual Vest Family Reunion 2008 in Park City, UT. That evening Emily went to the home of Stephen R. Covey to assess the circumstances of her new job of taking care of his wife Sandra who had undergone a serious back surgery accompanied by some serious complications. As she was assessing the situation a grandson Shephen H. Covey happened to be visiting and saw her in the kitchen area and upon introducing himself to Emily mentioned that his Grandma would like him to ask Emily out. After some small talk Stephen got Emily's phone number and that was the end of that. She didn't think much of this because she knew that he was a recently returned missionary and she was older than he. Nevertheless, a few days later Stephen asked Emily out and they went on their first date to Sundance, on the ski lift and to dinner. They walked around Sun Dance and saw where Stephen's grandpa's cabin was and if was a fun date. But, Emily still didn't think much of this and blew it off because of the age difference. After a few dates Stephen mentioned to Emily "so, your birthday is on December 7th." Emily acknowledged that it was but responded to Stephen "but you don't know how old I am." He confidently replied "Yes I do, you're 24." Shocked Emily responded "And you still like me?" That was all that was needed to break the ice and from then on Emily and Stephen have not been apart.<br /></div><br /><div>On September 5th Stephen made an appointment with Billy and confidently asked if he could take Emily's hand in marriage. He asked quite simply and directly and assured Billy that he would take care of her physically, emotionally, financially and spiritually. Billy replied by going through the 7 basic habits quickly and informed Stephen that he had been teaching the 7 basic habits to our family for the last several years. They had a somewhat speedy visit and Stephen informed him that he was off to propose even then. We asked him as he was leaving if we could know what his plans were and he gave Billy and I the very well thought out details of the evening. We were so excited for he and Emily as we have felt the love and commitment from the both of them towards one another in their relationship. After visiting the temple and spending some time on the temple grounds they hopped in the car and headed south to Provo. On the way home Emily watched an unbelieveable clip of some of Stephen's favorite romantic chick flicks on his laptop and then he instructed Emily to put on a blindfold. He had yet another surprise for her. Upon arriving at an undisclosed destination (Pa Pa amd Mere Mere Covey's home) Stephen guided her to the beautiful and romantic (I might add) Gazebo in the backyard. It was beautifully decorated with hundreds and hundreds of beautiful red rose petals on the floor and a gorgeous bouquet of roses among hundreds of brightly lit candles. Stephen then got down on his knee and asked her if "Emily, do you love me?" to which she replied "Yes" and then still on bended knee he popped the question and said "Will you marry me?" with which she quickly responded "Yes." They hugged for a while and then she called us on the phone to share the news with us. Later that evening after showing Stephen's parents and PaPa and Mere Mere they drove back to Spanish Fork and showed the ring to us. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg36Upa3s8u2xpQIkeB8LBTbY4ZRXKrW3rl_86o83tNIvUYzSGbJTysTU5CZ0zACDHZc19tYnKwCkU2Hz6zooPVmR2zISeeOtQ6TOgyFr63Qj8f1H9Z7EHKSEcA09j3X1CU0nJKqwj_BrUt/s1600-h/Emily+endow.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332602095060954642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg36Upa3s8u2xpQIkeB8LBTbY4ZRXKrW3rl_86o83tNIvUYzSGbJTysTU5CZ0zACDHZc19tYnKwCkU2Hz6zooPVmR2zISeeOtQ6TOgyFr63Qj8f1H9Z7EHKSEcA09j3X1CU0nJKqwj_BrUt/s320/Emily+endow.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgre4HxAmRV5IKl83OBuDIcim8s5lWxVMmPfl5a2HBq1ESFL8rxwRu0WMN5MPZy8bT-Ynq6yduOt3EilNzMFS4v3UfoGObB88o3MZmeChyphenhyphenYMhFO18lnLRq_OHjYMvEltA7vcCzT4cjbsSx7/s1600-h/Emily+and+Stephen+engage.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332600616584530290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgre4HxAmRV5IKl83OBuDIcim8s5lWxVMmPfl5a2HBq1ESFL8rxwRu0WMN5MPZy8bT-Ynq6yduOt3EilNzMFS4v3UfoGObB88o3MZmeChyphenhyphenYMhFO18lnLRq_OHjYMvEltA7vcCzT4cjbsSx7/s320/Emily+and+Stephen+engage.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>During Emily and Stephen's fun filled courtship there were several showers and parties to celebrate their engagement and marriage. In September an engagement tea was hosted by Jeri (Stephen's mom) for Emily. It was so nice and fun to meet several of Stephen's family members and family friends. It was also nice to have the support of our family and Emily's friends. My only regret was that my mother couldn't share in this fun party with us as she would have loved every minute. In November there was a shower given by the Covey girls at PaPa and Mere Mere's home. It was great for us to meet many of the family members and celebrate the engagement of Emily and Stephen. They received many practical gifts and appreciated so much everything everyone had given them. A few weeks later a shower was given by Stephen's aunts on the Hutchings side at his Grandma and Grandpa Hutchings home. It was really fun and again they were so appreciative of the many gifts given in their behalf. Also in November Emily was given a shower by our ward members hosted by Barbara Forsey and Cathy Larsen with the help of other ward members. It was so fun to feel the love and support of our ward sisters for Emily, Stephen and our family. Then in December my sisters held another shower for our Emily and Stephen at Mary's home in Orem. It was so fun and after opening presents all of the girls went downstairs and watched Emily and Stephen's engagement clip on the tv. It was really fun to hear the ooohs and awhhhs as they watched. It was also fun to meet Stephen's sister McKinley as she had been in Vienna studying abroad until a couple of weeks before the wedding. She is such a fun girl with a good head on her shoulders. Earlier that morning Emily's friends held a shower for her and it was great to celebrate the occasion with all of her friends. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_I_74ESjhLo6FgUnqs6Z8vkpa6GnJss25VQvXnRaYsHq7SQXT8LB3NlP5akwEUfwfLTCnRB92lNtbZPTftfHL_7TBheuC-KOKxLtEoCr-qJIMB0ZtDPUb5mpzOULQelJtwY7q9_2fd1ex/s1600-h/Emily+announcement+tea+and+dress+pictures+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332604631206666962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_I_74ESjhLo6FgUnqs6Z8vkpa6GnJss25VQvXnRaYsHq7SQXT8LB3NlP5akwEUfwfLTCnRB92lNtbZPTftfHL_7TBheuC-KOKxLtEoCr-qJIMB0ZtDPUb5mpzOULQelJtwY7q9_2fd1ex/s320/Emily+announcement+tea+and+dress+pictures+018.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibzmyca2nH__aC_dB8Mnoy57Gnhgs6cS9EpSP8eJ4yIKieHpLxppAUoXPKdduSflgwZbrSIIVf-lp-syVdU9Y8bn8QA3JL_VF2RRODqbm51pjz4hPwH8vAapetD8ucEzNUfxeKgkVzR1zJ/s1600-h/Emily+announcement+tea+and+dress+pictures+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332921033456377234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibzmyca2nH__aC_dB8Mnoy57Gnhgs6cS9EpSP8eJ4yIKieHpLxppAUoXPKdduSflgwZbrSIIVf-lp-syVdU9Y8bn8QA3JL_VF2RRODqbm51pjz4hPwH8vAapetD8ucEzNUfxeKgkVzR1zJ/s320/Emily+announcement+tea+and+dress+pictures+009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Emily and Stephen were really blessed to have the opportunity to purchase a home to live in as newlyweds. It is a really cute little condo in northwest Provo that Stephen's a realtor helped them out with. It has 3 bedrooms and has tons of room for them to grow. </div><br /><div>This Christmas was the funnest and most exciting holiday for Billy and I and our family. It was so fun to have Amy and the kids home for a few days before the wedding and then Scott and Annette brought their whole family up Christmas afternoon to celebrate with us as well as Wade and Sara. A wedding dinner was held Christmas night at Stephen's church in Provo and it was so beautiful. All of the chairs were covered with beautiful brocaded chaircovers and the tables were covered in cream colored linens with cream sashes and beautiful gold and cream ornaments filling the large glass wine glasses as the centerpieces. There were also gold wreaths around the bottom of the wine glasses. It was beautiful!!! Stephen M.R. and Jeri were the perfect hosts for the evening. They had arranged a wonderful program which included a nativity and singing presented by all of the children. Emily and the neices and nephews sang a song to Stephen entitled"Hey Stephen." The Covey boys carried on a tradition by doing a Russian dance to entertain the group and then McKinley had arranged a clip that was a spoof on the song "My Love Will Go On." The actors and actresses in the clip were all of Stephen's cousins and brothers and sisters. They were awesome. It was hilarious and so cute. Even PaPa Covey was in on the movie. Most of the clip was done at Papa and Mere Mere's home and even Grandma and Grandpa Hutchings were featured in the movie. Emily's brothers Scott, Chad, Joseph and Wade produced and sang a song to Emily to the tune of "Joy to World." It went like this, Joy to the World, our sis is getting hitched, we thought she never would. A delicious Christmas dinner was served with turkey, mashed potatoes, homemade rolls, dressings, salads, stuffing, Magelby'schocolate cake. It was delicious. After the party we helped clean up and then loaded our Honda Pilot with decorations for the reception the following evening. What a great event for two very deserving children. I must mention that this was a family event. Every one of the children helped us out. Annette was a big help in getting all of the table coverings and linens from a friend in St. George. They were so beautiful. Wade and Sara helped us load and unload and load up again everything to go to the library the next morning. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7BfbFxMt_LIgH4mcWcl8pA-txrCJ93WKhE2sgyk4RS37XRZ_Pc0kWD52wDLH0ovr0ZT0AK9jMji0wAGmU_jfQcoD3a2VkN9VvooRJzsU1cBryPgdzu2LWNNMGpGpqU1Yik62v3AOO6kOK/s1600-h/DSC01309.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332919166698516482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7BfbFxMt_LIgH4mcWcl8pA-txrCJ93WKhE2sgyk4RS37XRZ_Pc0kWD52wDLH0ovr0ZT0AK9jMji0wAGmU_jfQcoD3a2VkN9VvooRJzsU1cBryPgdzu2LWNNMGpGpqU1Yik62v3AOO6kOK/s320/DSC01309.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik3j73yU-teVtDIZk1VycTQrY_hJZ16WqHXvlm0eQR2bB4T2UcrR5wevIbHQWq8BclBfrMCAG2fbL28AXdEanz65lBkfBCMHq8eyT89gPSXeLE9c2vTLbFJ4eOJ68FwcT3MEG4ljOKgD6Z/s1600-h/DSC01323.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332602569756485650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik3j73yU-teVtDIZk1VycTQrY_hJZ16WqHXvlm0eQR2bB4T2UcrR5wevIbHQWq8BclBfrMCAG2fbL28AXdEanz65lBkfBCMHq8eyT89gPSXeLE9c2vTLbFJ4eOJ68FwcT3MEG4ljOKgD6Z/s320/DSC01323.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHlOCsewebfS-Fi7inKYCTrtng0ZcdnBtoAu_BNgu9gNj6B9nEB7VUrWZTTikJARLxXHH0MNKapgKeSmwYjT-Enlg_aIoYrtD4xGazN0_EKOrYrZvjkhseQkjpcmZ5lpNtS0RGAme-7tVz/s1600-h/DSC01312.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332599611620299282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHlOCsewebfS-Fi7inKYCTrtng0ZcdnBtoAu_BNgu9gNj6B9nEB7VUrWZTTikJARLxXHH0MNKapgKeSmwYjT-Enlg_aIoYrtD4xGazN0_EKOrYrZvjkhseQkjpcmZ5lpNtS0RGAme-7tVz/s320/DSC01312.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFFj1xcFbNBepMbAtMJ_DKRadzbcVMrDqmCATAvJaimxXoOcXQegaxM3NLeFAZCRXeIq8l9q_j6kApA-TkM2YGCQmG66fEXu6mkOANROb8uisfv14t1LHJvdO-dS5XLByk9VUqkaJCZTWV/s1600-h/DSC01326.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332600073247180114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFFj1xcFbNBepMbAtMJ_DKRadzbcVMrDqmCATAvJaimxXoOcXQegaxM3NLeFAZCRXeIq8l9q_j6kApA-TkM2YGCQmG66fEXu6mkOANROb8uisfv14t1LHJvdO-dS5XLByk9VUqkaJCZTWV/s320/DSC01326.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxQyeROpWN8QZCyZxDYvOLjd4xCBalZVW8J7Tcph9RDexUhAQ4ILCaUA0gnkyhnWa1h9C6H1R93JNKW4X57pvlBYn_4fgN1XiDnx3-fcXuToQRoxQq1vWBmahHEkuSui1WSNr1c9J3tJ18/s1600-h/DSC01248.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332607567715526690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxQyeROpWN8QZCyZxDYvOLjd4xCBalZVW8J7Tcph9RDexUhAQ4ILCaUA0gnkyhnWa1h9C6H1R93JNKW4X57pvlBYn_4fgN1XiDnx3-fcXuToQRoxQq1vWBmahHEkuSui1WSNr1c9J3tJ18/s320/DSC01248.JPG" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332606591221083474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWUUhKdSisMJi7DLaHa1jn_vjVBwedK_zxTIKqMqSRa_8BXRKSDa-Q3i3BAZn13U4Zq62yZAJgmvy5TXqE5afw8RScHO1VX-7sjeeGZ3wxFNS_iMMKRG8rGCXFVZA_z6bDdJ0R8upZIaZh/s320/DSC01237.JPG" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ4c1TeYESYhVkHTczuASaLjB9Yajl_PhTLcx8mq3TM9AOF-bf8NuZWItOZZm86UmoQkph6NdCiJx8uqzjnIxM60c8E8BF094EwBATp_Tt81wyDP35eVImTXLvbYV-Diskype8R7KAERAO/s1600-h/DSC01259.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332605949258136418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ4c1TeYESYhVkHTczuASaLjB9Yajl_PhTLcx8mq3TM9AOF-bf8NuZWItOZZm86UmoQkph6NdCiJx8uqzjnIxM60c8E8BF094EwBATp_Tt81wyDP35eVImTXLvbYV-Diskype8R7KAERAO/s320/DSC01259.JPG" border="0" /></a> That night we retired as soon as we got home and the morning seemed to come very quickly. We picked up the poinsettias from the Flinders green room and the desserts from their freezer and headed to the Provo Library by 9:00 am. Thank goodness for great kids that stepped in and helped us cover tables, chairs and what would we ever do with out Uncle Mark and Aunt DeeAnn and the boys, Aaron and Nate. They literally saved our lives. A few days previously Mark and Aaron brought their trailer and truck to help us load 6 prelit Christmas trees from BYU. They were such a great help. Then on the morning of the wedding they put them all up one by one. After decorating the tables as best we could we went home and got ready to leave for the Salt Lake Temple to witness and celebrate the marriage and sealing of Emily and Stephen. It was so beautiful and they are so happy. Emily was absolutely radiant in her temple robes and Stephen was so handsome to match her. They had wonderful support from family members and friends and the best part of all is that Stephen's grandpa and Emily's boss Stephen R. Covey was privileged to perform the sealing as he is a sealer in the Provo temple. What a blessing! It was such a joy for us to have Sandra (Stephen's grandmother) well enough to join in the celebration and even though Emily's grandparents were not present physically we know they attended in spirit as their support was felt by many.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHwM4Ul-MxqXCc5DYeyWTTQLkWcfNbrDC8-CwJxtXc0lqlhyQzVIpLcw8o_q3K3foTAiD7CfguuCoQyuDJ_kA3IX9yMhyphenhyphenP7oSVI3fUhtwyoAKJYfXxnVk8o8hTUp149KbRsnEPHDX0Wlwp/s1600-h/EmilyV_w0046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332609032665556370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHwM4Ul-MxqXCc5DYeyWTTQLkWcfNbrDC8-CwJxtXc0lqlhyQzVIpLcw8o_q3K3foTAiD7CfguuCoQyuDJ_kA3IX9yMhyphenhyphenP7oSVI3fUhtwyoAKJYfXxnVk8o8hTUp149KbRsnEPHDX0Wlwp/s320/EmilyV_w0046.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnGnXHatQIMnUwToWv2sNka9QAkxhN5q4WnBXio-oP9kJqc5Y737em00EYrOm1_LLsaw8u-YBXzGUID9ItZnAeLZ2epZalhfhtu3sZkrbB4gMIn0ISS9RON3gxdx6B3KOAIpkdil_MON1S/s1600-h/EmilyV_w0041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332196914153622866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnGnXHatQIMnUwToWv2sNka9QAkxhN5q4WnBXio-oP9kJqc5Y737em00EYrOm1_LLsaw8u-YBXzGUID9ItZnAeLZ2epZalhfhtu3sZkrbB4gMIn0ISS9RON3gxdx6B3KOAIpkdil_MON1S/s320/EmilyV_w0041.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJZuUjdZAs8QiNeFGbdRkk4PN0DykOfybj4nCQoQ407Ba7AKxr6XRyWVqkBSU4nbp-GhZrYsgcYqzs6bYqAeYDcBZUjYFqgUYjKk85V-nRKCpcw0XR0WM5o3ScppUjIkTXaIEW4bNoA4dC/s1600-h/EmilyV_w0398.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332609835585482274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJZuUjdZAs8QiNeFGbdRkk4PN0DykOfybj4nCQoQ407Ba7AKxr6XRyWVqkBSU4nbp-GhZrYsgcYqzs6bYqAeYDcBZUjYFqgUYjKk85V-nRKCpcw0XR0WM5o3ScppUjIkTXaIEW4bNoA4dC/s320/EmilyV_w0398.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDrUQ8ECn3COIUaav-7ah3TWfV_L7f7kaglUuPKPcqpHC3mJ8W6vBO5xvtJy7UOwC9qCWsXUOyLbhfUVRIvfK8u9MfCTSjCSq0p3G7fhgPoRYU0oiPjP1BCUAhpYbf0LTC-RH_WAR27KeD/s1600-h/EmilyV_w0373.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332610462704028002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDrUQ8ECn3COIUaav-7ah3TWfV_L7f7kaglUuPKPcqpHC3mJ8W6vBO5xvtJy7UOwC9qCWsXUOyLbhfUVRIvfK8u9MfCTSjCSq0p3G7fhgPoRYU0oiPjP1BCUAhpYbf0LTC-RH_WAR27KeD/s320/EmilyV_w0373.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_E5iRO9KCS-YJHnQwyrPWDNP5s7MTZVKVOe5NP0kqsSPA4YuGIKFMZy9pG2s9V0VWK-4XtHmKmdgdvEVuOSlDjmkv7MhiqT7YLjQHAo0f3fx5LJO2F4LilOD1OeB3sBq3nSQ-pDHT8wuQ/s1600-h/Family+wedding+picture.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV3JycnngtTxBJtwU1Rm8ps9SDKTBJ5-iTQ6ctxn4CzNb8qLz4N9grKdcdMjHyl7D289jar6e4MBnnYQUWk3XTQqcyvUJVA-8sxcrpAdJX2Y63ul1luUoovMldCCPHkyl7TB-7h2MexJ8w/s1600-h/EmilyV_w0435.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332610809764674050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV3JycnngtTxBJtwU1Rm8ps9SDKTBJ5-iTQ6ctxn4CzNb8qLz4N9grKdcdMjHyl7D289jar6e4MBnnYQUWk3XTQqcyvUJVA-8sxcrpAdJX2Y63ul1luUoovMldCCPHkyl7TB-7h2MexJ8w/s320/EmilyV_w0435.JPG" border="0" /></a> After pictures with the family outside the temple we quickly hopped in the car and headed to Provo to tie up loose ends, get dressed and cleaned up before the reception. On the <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1b_Uhgjy4DCs_5GPIz5aYnGDgm2T11S-QeWjrJKNzNTY6V52hh_0ZiCOe35bT2NNS2vs-Le0VuKvakyx_2XZPKwYTcLjIhM4k35DhXMptepG4cmjh8IED1xeY_TvyS2y4vkv3WtPv-l5B/s1600-h/EmilyV_w0298.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333136644865565634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1b_Uhgjy4DCs_5GPIz5aYnGDgm2T11S-QeWjrJKNzNTY6V52hh_0ZiCOe35bT2NNS2vs-Le0VuKvakyx_2XZPKwYTcLjIhM4k35DhXMptepG4cmjh8IED1xeY_TvyS2y4vkv3WtPv-l5B/s320/EmilyV_w0298.JPG" border="0" /></a>way to the library we received a call from Nancy Swenson telling us that only half of the chair sashes were there. Quickly we got in touch with Barbara Hughes and ran to Spencer's house to pick up the rest. Whew! The Provo Library Ballroom was set up beautifully by Nancy Swenson. The band The flower girls Emily had chosen were Delaney, Brynn and Abby and Stephen's little sister Arden. Her bridesmaids were Amy, Annette, Jen, Sara, McKenzie and Stephen's younger sister McKinley. The best men were Christian, Britain, Brandon Howard, Scott, Chad, Wade and Joseph. The miniature best men were Cooper, Spencer, Boston, Aaron, Kayden and Isaac all dressed in tux's. They were honestly the best looking bridesmaids, flower girls, and best men that ever stood in a wedding line.<br /></div><br /><div>The band Rachel's Remedy had been there for quite some time during the day setting up and it was so fun to hear the music as we got things in order. The music was great and the kids loved dancing throughout the evening. We also had Rob Roberts on the piano. It was so beautiful. There was a wonderful crowd especially since it snowed that evening and was really cold on the day after Christmas. At the end of the evening Emily and Stephen danced with one another and then Emily danced with her father and Stephen danced with his mother. It was so fun to see. There were a few dances for the young people and everyone was having a wonderful time. The reception was coming to a close when Emily and Stephen appeared in a change of clothing to begin their honeymoon. Everyone went outside and lit their big long sparklers to wish them well. They were so excited to catch a plane in the morning to Hawaii. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivbC_TqvXoNJBiz1kOCBYV6JElPGoHzZqHMlG59_TcsKEhaELEXl2WfJ-5845JJ-OsNY9_t1wRmIef2X_gtoDrkTPFh1wTb-CYC0dHTfkf8mNghl2yo40rBY9SsM0_RwcoWMXOxITKgjWt/s1600-h/Aaron+dancing+the+night+away.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332922221019397522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivbC_TqvXoNJBiz1kOCBYV6JElPGoHzZqHMlG59_TcsKEhaELEXl2WfJ-5845JJ-OsNY9_t1wRmIef2X_gtoDrkTPFh1wTb-CYC0dHTfkf8mNghl2yo40rBY9SsM0_RwcoWMXOxITKgjWt/s320/Aaron+dancing+the+night+away.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><div>CONGRATULATIONS SARA STOREY VEST</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPs6AYQ65rU5Xj_4QJUsjFOS-17zlSQA_9Imx1jiegV8_d2IAEVDtAuSwICcIw3fp8OrLDosLIXsaju_EB0BepfKii3z0i9XxuIc0IzZDaWPaaJos9uCidP4e77VyCFTIWIpyib1WpNbN/s1600-h/Sara+grad1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332924392452626978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPs6AYQ65rU5Xj_4QJUsjFOS-17zlSQA_9Imx1jiegV8_d2IAEVDtAuSwICcIw3fp8OrLDosLIXsaju_EB0BepfKii3z0i9XxuIc0IzZDaWPaaJos9uCidP4e77VyCFTIWIpyib1WpNbN/s320/Sara+grad1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBh58dZpBohCwWRK_M5sWPqtGU_z0kADDz_R2zT4532cI3UGB2SzDdoEcnY0R0YHuwpkqfCxglOi2b8tLgIS4XLEd_Qi4527EnQ7Ja51rhpIj1ar6oFByTdZ9gZRNC6YmqFc8IWA4U4UqI/s1600-h/DSC01187.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332612697976105506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBh58dZpBohCwWRK_M5sWPqtGU_z0kADDz_R2zT4532cI3UGB2SzDdoEcnY0R0YHuwpkqfCxglOi2b8tLgIS4XLEd_Qi4527EnQ7Ja51rhpIj1ar6oFByTdZ9gZRNC6YmqFc8IWA4U4UqI/s320/DSC01187.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2umtJV4-aUZFAwYEnecmYLZ6i9qAJdxJ6VjZEPXfLDyJNi_zE7pPWRMUHkQhbDwY6TX_yzHDNRbBvWrkwxtaBQW1eFozdEkxGxRdt_hXgw8Q9UipuNQeyr54lHMGj6dCwNMvgXWte5T0t/s1600-h/Sara+graduation.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332733367837878994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2umtJV4-aUZFAwYEnecmYLZ6i9qAJdxJ6VjZEPXfLDyJNi_zE7pPWRMUHkQhbDwY6TX_yzHDNRbBvWrkwxtaBQW1eFozdEkxGxRdt_hXgw8Q9UipuNQeyr54lHMGj6dCwNMvgXWte5T0t/s320/Sara+graduation.jpg" border="0" /></a> In the meantime in the month of October Sara graduated from the Radiology program at Dixie <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXfxN2dAYvHv4ih9A75ZM2JuGSDkuPFiaRutUMhgUY_0vLMgxEUsg6X_4kAbRFfA4SlfPqOXJDGGPQ8PqZdAjOjpmrrFfZ4JkWqZf5ztoHBsDbG8VRfMeJdkKPTR9B8IcmRyls1Ij0pC82/s1600-h/DSC01185.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332613535819685282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXfxN2dAYvHv4ih9A75ZM2JuGSDkuPFiaRutUMhgUY_0vLMgxEUsg6X_4kAbRFfA4SlfPqOXJDGGPQ8PqZdAjOjpmrrFfZ4JkWqZf5ztoHBsDbG8VRfMeJdkKPTR9B8IcmRyls1Ij0pC82/s320/DSC01185.JPG" border="0" /></a>University and was the mistress of ceremonies and the speaker at her graduation exercises. Sara has done an exceptionally well job in studying this past few years and is so well qualified she already has landed a agreat job at the new Dixie Regional Hospital in St. George. We are so proud of her and her accomplishments. It was so fun to share in the excitement and joy with Craig and Miriam and Spencer. She gave a great talk and you could tell that everyone loved her so much. Wade was working at the time for Edwards Jones and doing okay despite the poor economy. After much deliberation and many prayers he and Sara decided that it would be a good time for him to go back to school and get his masters. At the present time he is working at Weber State in Ogden living with Sara's parents and Sara is holding down the fort in St. George along with her brother and sister in law Paige and Jake. We're so grateful that they are there as company to Sara. Even though she spends a lot of fun time with Scott and Annette it is good to have someone else in the home when you go to bed at night. They are happy with the news that Wade has been accepted in the Health Administration master's program at the U.<br /></div><div></div><br /><div>Chad and Jen have been plugging along taking great care of our two wonderful grandsons, Spencer and Kayden. Chad had been writing for the Spanish Fork News and it was taking up so much of his time as he is also going back to school. He and Jen finally decided that it was a good time to take a break and devote his time and energy to the family and to his schooling. He misses the writing but not as much as we miss reading his great articles. He will receive his associate degree after he completes the class he is currently taking. It was hard for us to have him let it go even though we knew it was for the best because Chad is a very talented writer. Actually he is amazing. We love his stories and pray that he will continue to write as there are many things in this world to write about. Hopefully he can use his talents in writing as a freelance writer. It is so fun to have them close by so that we get the chance to tend them when Chad and Jen go out. They are the kindest little boys!<br /></div><div></div><br /><div>Amy and Joe and the family traveled to Utah by air this trip. It was so much faster for them. Joe could only come for a few days so Amy and the kids came out alone and then he came a few days later. It was great to have Amy and kids here to tie up a few loose ends before Christmas and before the wedding.<br /></div></div><div>On October 31st we receievd the great anticipated news that Amy was in labor with our darling Isaac. He weighed 8 lbs and 3 oz and was 20 1/4" in length. He was born at 11:33 am. He was due on the 31st so he came at a perfect time. We were a little worried because I was flying out there on the 31st to stay for a week and the doctor would not start Amy for two more weeks. We wondered if I would be coming back home with no baby, but it all worked out, (as it always does). He was such a good baby I couldn't believe it. He was held constantly from the time I got there until I came home from a loving family of Brynn, Abby, Aaron, Amy and Joe. A few days after Amy got home from the hospital I received a terrible phone call from Billy that Grandpa Vest had passed away. What a shock! He had been feeling a little bit weak and weary during the previous couple of weeks and we just thought he was doing too much. He was always busy doing some kind of project around the yard. He had been working in the window wells so that he could see the birds come and eat out of a birdhouse he had. He later went in and took a hot bath and had a heartattack and passed away. What a loss! The good thing is that he is with Grandma now. What a happy reunion. Billy found him in the bathtub which was very unfortunate, but it was good to hear from the Dr. that he went suddenly. The services that were conducted for him were wonderful. Billy spoke along with Larry and all of the grandchildren individually related their favorite memories of Grandpa. Scott Scott talked about the great times Grandma and Grandpa spent down in St. George with he and Annette and their family. Chad remembered the fishing experiences and the story about Grandpa driving in the car with them and when they saw a man fishing Grandpa hollered out the window "Jerk, jerk," to catch a fish. (Chad thought that he was calling the man a jerk.) Amy talked about Grandpa coming swimming down at the Spanish Fork City pool and Grandpa walking in with his speedo on. All of the lifeguards asked her"Who is that guy in the speedo?" She proudly replied, "That's my grandpa." She also told how Grandpa would sunbathe. Five minutes on each of his four sides. Oh how we miss that guy! Wade remembered Grandpa yelling out when he was at bat, "Just a little home run." Emily shared the stories when Grandpa came to dinner every Sunday and would always complementing the cook by saying "Good Groceries." He would always say donkashein whenever anything was passed to him and his greeting to Emily was always "Hello beautiful." As Grandpa would leave he would always say "See ya around the campfire." Yes Grandpa we look forward to seeing you and Grandma around the campfire.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb0OuVb7xEIMjhgXoa1DZ6-ZDBM39pYAOSZV6MnaWQtJEGbEeCgs6lRjXCS6OVg602v5KJuHMCqS7Ho_6rmtmsePOY2gwYHI1ZWOf3nLsQw9o8LbW3IE6hH32PDACDn48l6A0dRNB38Gj_/s1600-h/DSC01200.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332612028596809330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb0OuVb7xEIMjhgXoa1DZ6-ZDBM39pYAOSZV6MnaWQtJEGbEeCgs6lRjXCS6OVg602v5KJuHMCqS7Ho_6rmtmsePOY2gwYHI1ZWOf3nLsQw9o8LbW3IE6hH32PDACDn48l6A0dRNB38Gj_/s320/DSC01200.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6DAFFyrVXUTWQ6vz3no0YjpNM_8uySpUGYx_15gXqKFp1Jo7DNKouH42tHIxJQswrDqmdTrtEW5KX7PSXyt2MTvR8uZjs2wnqxo3Rjr836GsEDVsOLtsyGsJMEBIH2b2Bsru7c5bLQZKA/s1600-h/DSC01199.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332611694683740242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6DAFFyrVXUTWQ6vz3no0YjpNM_8uySpUGYx_15gXqKFp1Jo7DNKouH42tHIxJQswrDqmdTrtEW5KX7PSXyt2MTvR8uZjs2wnqxo3Rjr836GsEDVsOLtsyGsJMEBIH2b2Bsru7c5bLQZKA/s320/DSC01199.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeD63uk7rt0WUv1qRQ5Y3lMS4eF5rHlpIDr_hz7-Q1UAapgEgUesJ7lYfpO4qtUtknnnY3tDG7USWVovM2p5a-kucNwaTQyrgNcnhd9XG5U6Aoo9QoAHRFaxc91rhe-KV75oiKv_u6cYQz/s1600-h/DSC01203.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332611308962042034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeD63uk7rt0WUv1qRQ5Y3lMS4eF5rHlpIDr_hz7-Q1UAapgEgUesJ7lYfpO4qtUtknnnY3tDG7USWVovM2p5a-kucNwaTQyrgNcnhd9XG5U6Aoo9QoAHRFaxc91rhe-KV75oiKv_u6cYQz/s320/DSC01203.JPG" border="0" /></a> It was a wonderful service as everyone celebrated Grandpa's love of life. </div><div><br /></div><div>In the middle of December I flew back to California to take care of the 3 older children while Amy and Joe attended a retreat in Southern California. Little Isaac had grown so much I couldn't believe it. It was so fun for us to be together and the weather was gorgeous for </div><div>December. (I even saw sunshine.)<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfAyfZGxZa10176aG_hcANlFACnxutQUHnhT-v27vxtTd-JnufV3bkh0DVP-vNPzr5VyvfkBNvo7yBIBeTB6Gyp6bQCxvrHc7i2QZEwa_58ZNBADWF6cviGILA5N8EwBb5EiVZ5ppElVPN/s1600-h/Isaac+newborn+closeup.jpg"></a></div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3HbZ254b3u7woeIvsghDO8LYgBtMsvRsL4pA5nMbTwALsFtmAygl_K8cbHv85mDam8Q-cFM3XIYrF_7K2eaJnNjN08AVr8gCx2iVI_iJsnaSK0pu0KHp7IcGqVleuJe5hv6QFGP6t_duB/s1600-h/Isaac+at+one+month.jpg"></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfAyfZGxZa10176aG_hcANlFACnxutQUHnhT-v27vxtTd-JnufV3bkh0DVP-vNPzr5VyvfkBNvo7yBIBeTB6Gyp6bQCxvrHc7i2QZEwa_58ZNBADWF6cviGILA5N8EwBb5EiVZ5ppElVPN/s1600-h/Isaac+newborn+closeup.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333190925314381602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfAyfZGxZa10176aG_hcANlFACnxutQUHnhT-v27vxtTd-JnufV3bkh0DVP-vNPzr5VyvfkBNvo7yBIBeTB6Gyp6bQCxvrHc7i2QZEwa_58ZNBADWF6cviGILA5N8EwBb5EiVZ5ppElVPN/s320/Isaac+newborn+closeup.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-sxW0BpHWwEO3QdvmKV1nBfq8_D6Kquk2NUwxFDp9Vvm1HUozZxut7VCXG5IDjb4wwEZZVIkYvSpO3S9MmUmbbAHfGYsvCWcmC8maIjLbpmONrsIMlW5I-UxEEmTv2NFz0xpUMgvDUXxa/s1600-h/Isaac's+birth.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333188971617976498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-sxW0BpHWwEO3QdvmKV1nBfq8_D6Kquk2NUwxFDp9Vvm1HUozZxut7VCXG5IDjb4wwEZZVIkYvSpO3S9MmUmbbAHfGYsvCWcmC8maIjLbpmONrsIMlW5I-UxEEmTv2NFz0xpUMgvDUXxa/s320/Isaac's+birth.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div>A few months later we received the unexpected sad news that Joe's father Blaine had passed away at his home of complications relating to diabetes. Blaine was such an intelligent talented man. It was so hard to see Joe heartbroken at the passing of his father. Joe gave a wonderful euology and tribute to his good father at the funeral. It was beautiful and very touching. Grandpa Blaine will sorely be missed. Isaac as a newborn. Isaac at 6 weeks with Aaron at 2 1/2 </div></div><div>Nothing like a big brother.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3HbZ254b3u7woeIvsghDO8LYgBtMsvRsL4pA5nMbTwALsFtmAygl_K8cbHv85mDam8Q-cFM3XIYrF_7K2eaJnNjN08AVr8gCx2iVI_iJsnaSK0pu0KHp7IcGqVleuJe5hv6QFGP6t_duB/s1600-h/Isaac+at+one+month.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333188628952612530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3HbZ254b3u7woeIvsghDO8LYgBtMsvRsL4pA5nMbTwALsFtmAygl_K8cbHv85mDam8Q-cFM3XIYrF_7K2eaJnNjN08AVr8gCx2iVI_iJsnaSK0pu0KHp7IcGqVleuJe5hv6QFGP6t_duB/s320/Isaac+at+one+month.jpg" border="0" /></a>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-8365578749068849342008-08-12T12:10:00.000-07:002008-08-21T22:16:48.141-07:00Vest Family Reunion 2008 Park City<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">A few days before our Vest Family Reunion McKenzie and Delaney were able to come up and spend a few days vacation with us. It was so fun to have them come. They helped out a lot and had fun spending time with Emily. They swam, went to movies, had a sleep over at her apartment and shopped. Delaney watered for Grandpa Billy and McKenzie refinished a doll cupboard and did a great job!</span></div><div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim6_Y2MJBF12EJz8WxbZFckaJvKnNtvcQDAoVm_yTmd3Qllmemrf7ZmnTW3WqqSq8ED9mQv4V3Jyx93Zsw8V8NCIiTfFfzxHVRa0w-ZJXSr_auVdtOMWUjXgtFy0wP5G1sBtcz7c4TLkBG/s1600-h/DSC00847.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234020700829924466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim6_Y2MJBF12EJz8WxbZFckaJvKnNtvcQDAoVm_yTmd3Qllmemrf7ZmnTW3WqqSq8ED9mQv4V3Jyx93Zsw8V8NCIiTfFfzxHVRa0w-ZJXSr_auVdtOMWUjXgtFy0wP5G1sBtcz7c4TLkBG/s320/DSC00847.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">My own personal secretary, Miss McKenzie. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">McKenzie is helping get ready for our reunion.<br /></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233758952482690578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYsCRAW37w6co0BwOcLkG-bqSMBRo30hloNq3Z-sQEB9YzlwewFdzHsbTPtnXkrnwdsNToNm3BxReq1a7YzD1K2IN4w4fHpE8tlJQfVxH-nzBX3IrTTtEUqrN5N86-H5xyPF_u-HbyFT4Z/s320/DSC00848.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">McKenzie refinishing the toy cupboard</span><span style="font-family:arial;">. Nice project Kenzie.<br /></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233715925050939746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGPPy7Dl2cMFq2Nmp6CXb9mc64YVw9ecTZglIwD12PDe0Ho1Bd-uVMr39EDX8jSQqBxXS3FE2J3ySjtXrtDpsXq248AmY2JICIVlPrra4w9XsbK7lhuZoaBL6ufBjRCyBh8qNAq60YbfwX/s320/DSC00850.JPG" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">This is a candid shot of Kenzie and Delaney after helping us clean the garage. Exhaustion! This was not staged at all. They were really tired!</span><br /></div><div align="center"><div><div align="center"><div><div><div><div align="center"><div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;">On July 24th we started our Vest Family Reunion beginning with Wade and Emily running the Speedy Spaniard race. Scott and Annette also did their running aside from the race. We then all got ready and went down to the Fiesta Days parade down in front of the Glass Hospital on main street and 4th north. It was a great parade to watch and wasn't too hot to sit in for a couple of hours. To their delight, the kids were treated to drinks, snaps that explode when thrown on the ground, frozen otter pops, and they were showered with tons of penny candy and cousins to play with galore. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;">After the parade we all met at the Spanish Fork Reservoir Pavillion for our annual Binks 24th of July luncheon. We reserved the brand new pavillion above the reservoir and everyone brought pot luck and their own drinks and KFC to eat. The pavillion was very nice and it was so fun to have the children's playground nearby. Everyone that wanted brought water toys to play in the reservoir and Billy and the boys picked up Grandpa Vest's canoe from his home to use in the water.</span><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233760090615385186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmq1BSZgWDIcIluhALiOzPayioSNBOc69hlZ8H7Iqjm9J1Rf-j4vzWHwo7j5Jh-Y_v4cxhUyW7iq82LV8mFrBVGaSP7zggEZpIV4Yc5K5_pgHI7C0_a_Kns9KWLcl6RfK6ZTXBa6DhyphenhyphenD3F/s320/DSC00902.JPG" border="0" />Wade being a dork and Sara, still thinks he's funny!</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234015729896842354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2AEYEVXo9zp0_2MNpVLl2tmbOSTQra68TLpkGB5d5yMuT0EFD8CTWsV2ncidSYO7Hlp-qLOIz__MjQ_JDxSgXRghxqcHEFuh7CDlXiwebKrQC4E4pC41iWqy6Am_kj-tewJRXr16inQPa/s320/DSC00903.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Wade feeding Boston bite by bite a chicken leg.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237087934060676194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYxzJIVAyjwcpJ0AIjTvuB1oBujIbnajcQSeg7mBUbBCvnuZF0vuJHeXqGNB2TTKOxPxIzfHkoP2DXTuO_wWUCtBiNvcK5TxUfrPd-4nmjaKft45vWP_SWn91X0epwqpLLn2A-nG6luGHf/s320/DSC00915.JPG" border="0" />WOW! What a handsome blue eyed boy!</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234016823689082962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw-TkVGuLlPc14ZF3XHfATk5YuW9ajeXSMJxBTYI3m_rlK6ANac0cIXTlAoeQoZaK-yLhhwwXRK-F7NYv9VIzLPqsmrHBLaibnmo3NcAfJv02Bm0bug669xIw3JVQa8ddWXEcvb-qq-7_w/s320/DSC00905.JPG" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Lots of yummy food for the Binks crew.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233753687024945362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcFfnnoKFYnw4-kSd8hbW7U7xRCNcyVHLWN79fz00bVBSik_7prm9msa3d_EorwobljJ-ohf_P1QPVMiFoJ8jxJoBYVEmIkg2roJbFJM-2XcgX8qip96EDfjwNY1NM6ULqullpNv2joFcb/s320/DSC00906.JPG" border="0" /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Help me Chad, help help me Chad!</span></div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;">There is moss on the bottom edge of the concrete that is so slick it is impossible to walk out. Scott was literally crawling on his belly to get out as the moss was super slick. I tried to help put Joseph in the canoe and slipped on my ####. It was hilarious!<br /></span><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234018690252787554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIImOEg_u2UKt1POyMDT5fvH6jDQ3wOQUlP75Ix0B9zfX41tkyJ47GDB4YmxpRmyt6aG-HGCn1U8Io3f8RjK1s3N0pRPzEeWPzK7fcinENFMNIwOhElhvXbr0AXRc8WGK8pUgjbayLURi4/s320/DSC00908.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">Scott was trying to help T and Kayson get out of the water.</span> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">It was a group effort.</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233754480204845586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsd81U7aku21xdIvroDw7FqEFOI_u8nLj-3-uAJ5hbcjQDxmrfvqk_50GA6wMNVvFZ01N9EY3cGhVtr-EjgZ353x_jKt_H_ZgUG_vXelfk4kTiu6dGbyDQtR4tIl3zKY7z_R3iHXiivm92/s320/DSC00907.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">This was the funniest shot because Scott could only crawl out because of the slick moss that was stuck on the edge of the reservoir. Chad went over to help but Scott had to crawl out on his belly. Everytime I look at this picture I laugh. Sorry Scott!</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233756815937050082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU5PDg0ttVkBaAzfer7JZnNWniGSJjrFhkhxayTN8dLZwoZKxEQHb84sXW1KimdmvhIDug_ufFbnmYoLvjestlQgNd2SiYon_xZqT_U4XV-xf7eN0aIqbUNGqB7PEDDDRJIzv3R5jTpaLv/s320/DSC00909.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">Boston and Emily relaxing in the water.<br /></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233757307781943906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJnHRwU8IWwWntzIG-bMsZi8ckeV-RjbQFzdsBhyphenhyphen8b3yq2Un-NUr78ZlnvvgxGVrG7IGb5P-s_TRWvI6LiAhuHH72Tr69Z61flUvYRtyiIpQAWaCqG3shYH9myNa1p2SEiNptEFNHdWph/s320/DSC00911.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div><span style="font-family:arial;">The water was nice and warm.</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234023885848182930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFlvptA9h4bkswFAZY2RcT9LBMrQ3zwY9K7v8gv3RwTLNdSpZFOAsBBXPqJYfVUGgzdyWrREsp7f528Jatahuh7H0TGbqXPHv0RkG48yymRYw9LFqDpxo1KqEA-re697PIzOksE1SddS-h/s320/DSC00912.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">Again, this was truly a group effort. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">The water was nice and warm. The reservoir was really low this year.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234031581206715858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvZ8lsAA9wRsQZQy_5OgYKPRw3CEYJQDsB5mmbgNrVm3W2lfoUzTyIVGLE0B5RtKuB9dfKcoFUdnMXiXGt9xtW6eS-lMl9sM9SiyATfTk-cPtwSrM3dBuqwTMacdCFoRkiZoEwIzqAfiZP/s320/DSC00914.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">There's Grandpa's white canoe. Fun to be together!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237003257918262290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqzDDxIyJeN9II50qeWufDnlEkCbdFrZjKjcHZpjNtg4qtjjH3RV8oRASECnXQ_nacHbYlEDz6t_jNCsMTIlPdyectQaN95lI-DBKnRJF8WS_brehrwvj7eBz5T0psJ2SB7z_DU605Q95V/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+025.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Kade and Spencer were dressed for the big rodeo. Ride em cowboys!</span></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237003122749749394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIxeEKFgXE9RdYIs6X2y-mk49m3gi2FroK1JViyHz0ORZJqk6JxfoBTATYS-hZ064Fn-Kz7DY6-Kkl8iNbOgJLRCYOjK7i0UGmvigLZiZsS92mW32RM-yUfPpdr4wCV8NsauBxodQoFJXQ/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+027.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Before the rodeo here are the cowboys and cowgirls. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237002768801712082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoYH2hUgJletuyM6L4WZGUeZ06fZ1LZCSv94S49FofHlFXQTlanwl7IVMfLTZ4efqvLRJjrgG56xQQSMNWdoF68mgaGj9Js3dSw_9jhNPSwGvY80aWxSsqCPTgSimlCE7uO2aJcOQO50pb/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+029.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Nice little pose.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237001751230772866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZjxYGnpVoKsqjnh2mgiAzXf-uPtPFBqGCvSp7-HtAgV2THS2Yu9orKVJh-jBVwLszBYH_FZjdhQI_x__P5AP8VlmWv5Q-i3ji7XMlRcHeUUQ38pJnrEGIcyQyruYEkOfu4IH7YpDtPsxf/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+032.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Two hotties!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237002611511162050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3K4be1bZZjcczTcQehwAT8VZGh5eprzbWThaqhzAhAEVrXKbaljFQcjTtqOb35z6bMa9rmrkcxae_fcK01XZCNQVuupkrAKihE-WmGp9c79y5VdUECJORcnrzJd9RlsalgAnHuOM_WaXL/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+030.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Fun candid shot of a cute couple!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237002291832813474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA-HOHpAivnWbckIoWgwCRtszJ38vtQkQkoUuL98UUkiLJ7Pm-ipu9EIV2FT-4gu2yWimUx__1DpyU7G_W4IEeCK9ZTJA-aTaunA6eyCFROmuTlVJM0KTiPVZJcGgJoLjY4k2uU9xNHGGq/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+031.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Fun to be together and enjoy a night at the rodeo.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237001629412600098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh64VEqq2nZ4cImLz2-YQN5P913jSYfR5wN70YcaCyk2IC1Y1zV6ylan4WSb16LQpCeoQ1cJmawIOsCLFVAWeuTrx4mlVnHTdZa8TbegXbWZlQfXbaRtu9RkzQ9-M8xvK09KAExMrM3uFyg/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+033.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Fireworks after the rodeo!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236999841625083762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNvWYPmzlAKtacXKfXsJSTG8iIzabqxJErh0BEHuCKaZNAwETa03AUtJTKnPR55rP2K6UrkleiKyqSVX-RyKiosnXNMweKQ-RyiQMDu65P7CFq9fMqG3LXvDHTe2pmeyRdSgH5A6uYFuCf/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+035.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Sara, the biggest kid of all!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">On Friday morning all of the adults went to the temple for a session while Emily and Katelynn tended the children. It was a wonderful session and a perfect way to start out a family reunion. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234042128558791090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYldJ_FQl652fun_I16J1l0MIS8ZXNg6dDcDvAv_3WhYXgVV-4-DkpV9-z3Rxu0NNmPNC3Xl_vl3q57IGnNDipBhgvsB28lpO_zcdf64QHBNuaCXtwxo2e2_y2kz7og40fFdQPrJWRp0s0/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+036.jpg" border="0" /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">After a session at the Provo temple.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">McKenzie and Delaney went to Meg's to have a pedicure. They looked soooo cute. We then came home and loaded up and headed to Park City. The condos were great! Scott, Chad, and Amy and their families were all together in one and Emily, Wade, Sara, Dad and I were in the other. We had Kenzie and Delaney and Cooper stay with us for a couple of nights. Our condo had an x-box and big screen dvd player. It was really nice. It was in L-4. The other one was T-30 and was a little older but bigger. It had a tv and dvd in every room. We kept all of our food there and ate together. It also had a big grassy area where the kids went out and played ball and frisby and ran through the sprinklers. Right above us was the gondola. We just about got to ride it free but the weather turned bad and they closed it down. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236998915027386994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaUlwPMA74diFNpU7svhyqdsLxCwo3GQpQnucqAttwdid3dR0MB4pHrku0N6pQBNU1U_iPP0sMljyxySdV9WCvt7SILmjG3T9bDfQ8jPtizBBS1DAR7b0gtMmsXneHJLTisSjQZIHQmyUY/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+001.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Catching bubbles and playing frisby were the greatest for these two little guys.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236999486899541986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV3Gxm22pZhC93i-6apChPHvUiE1o_0mDj9C2uIqiTA2FHFegto2IEUpKIqhQA1fvTXaMUZfykC358h8IMqN6spFvZsAaZ1_yteSdLX14rp7SMczzh-x5-mtqX0NqI-DzMX33KWUfDaVEn/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+040.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Our birthday boy! New shirt from Grandma Rowene and Yankees hat for Kaden's 2nd birthday.</span></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234043698423879634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1N0_YG-hwulZx8_0hctNetNJAK0aFzzUPCOQlzRwm2D1rrP2kux4UCsxSYhISJgmmEuOfV-tTLXm_aKXr6uC91cWk8q0vc_cGphcBsWJ0D2QOn3J_FX8FL4zWBPX4IS-RqGqcfjCO3Nod/s320/DSC02011.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">Do the limbo rock!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Emily and the kids, how low can you go?</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234043300739723298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg51akBxksREbOT46VUNkGth3uoVgN1vITmSwnbJgJ0UJkwAJ4tZyt4oUPhs43UWlWcqb3V89XUOx24pasLe5mRN8_wvSOIOQfRDY4JrduXfBKrMJ1P1L9zciJruNO9QV1JG2ssfsPCJHhyphenhyphen/s320/DSC02008.JPG" border="0" /></div></div><div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Delaney trying to figure out just how low she could go.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234047947263559714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHXFWtt-DVKSjex3AlZvZ60Oyd0h7oiTr_JlyzY76D8IyFbCeQhL1QZTXs1pCg6CsUq890UBk8EbL1n_t7FjJm-jEWnt-yE0vbATtaP9oec0KCDRX9cRJfMykNIHzZYh74D2kGDy2bVibD/s320/DSC02009.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">All of the kids waiting patiently in line for their turn.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236999611134333698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP4Dyfid33p-CV9t5xttrW6f_zwuvCKSbPVza6bWkGyfyM7c9tGk45Fj8XnA-dxVXzZUZ_itG7xOFBz0nofzFC_UvIhI6I5WDZrO9g14vrdKKU1ySoJnvvx_RDGQ_riKFRpzadr6MvPecA/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+038.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Kaden (our birthday boy) hugging his bear. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237007502457022834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDM6y-XOFRfE2-W-dMDrQUrIC1awTIfTaPM9HTBSQ8ZNA06DtMvmgazqEzNJexAi1xp0xX21TmSi2PY2hsNERp-x1Kd7PgojlgeMgfe-chao5Q0XiEeETtlLOdpqXxLKC29jLwwBhWkBBQ/s320/DSC02012.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Aaron is showing performing his talent at our talent show.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236999188856327554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvDPomhgkZEnCCtGbhnDI9dxrDhgpWvfqBAVbb5bJy6vgSSxLM4ssI2RXIYI9ZEhLaJt9Nji6BhJ5w2-CVm9vSB2UKg0LBtXy9dM5w8Z9z8WA6Gu9-VrvClni98f6irvHBnVvwbjbwYi1r/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+041.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Cousins are the best.</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234042970339288242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTbpSZu9iiIl-CW6HWEalLo5jXZujqwm4Cj2pH5PJSqrP0IMT_j_oxxrrnP53tdtW_ehJCR5-xhc_Lw7db0eMe-fTdpLg06EL0gRELlfp3sfRjA9Ia7rp9P48W7lloDQdNJaTbLeC2z9TW/s320/DSC02004.JPG" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">McKenzie and Delaney brought 3D glasses for all of the cousins to watch the replay of the Hannah Montana concert. This was so fun and soooo cute to see.<br /></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234042773394167330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihsY5R6VR6d7kBn_roGtTKOBajcnYi7Oq5j0nRbiPL0RKj-DiA1VMLY_rrWdc_D_C_J7_ZMRB3WDQveOPU3NGcgiDU8-p55LQeK09376ZCVGMP92fGrKYDd_opI6Z3ZnIqcDPwIjIKKhz8/s320/DSC02003.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Are they not the cutest grandkids in the world? Yes!!!</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234041760636462370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOpDanqIblbu4_l-A59_3217f_5SSpARd2JHddMeVB4VEsuNcr5fv249gGAXB-y9r3nkl_ceOm_ztbR8cU5OAhtw8IEaN1wsa1VLJrbQ2ygy58NmI4dPRDvfqeN4LYql2Xbu_1x0PtMU2u/s320/DSC01997.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Wade and Sara on their way to Wade's 10 year reunion. Awesome couple!</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234041416965874322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLgclG_hP5ZXoDOv8fxTRlhqAUciEchm9i88pfrSFJlW1WFPLYEsz7gNoWRSGheBVANPzriWTfHJp57xEPiJsW530TkC9oJAJwxwPRJyWP2FcuGRepPXBd4VwXl6SoZ_4uwurRcrFRRrt_/s320/DSC01996.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Grandma, Abby and Delaney having fun in the pool. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237086207659291042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTH524QipkseqgAECVPISPRyjznAbgE9rTrsWUKpEL2o4dvuJg9xz9uWIybpV4kBY1pHzY6MpKLkblebgsCvDAnKJx6psR2_5q8Fbypatc8G4dyjbfmxk_SOS5crxeZNLNu8gS5VJCg8Tg/s320/DSC01979.JPG" border="0" /> Spencer with the water shooter. He is becoming a good little swimmer.</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234041282812617682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3R1vh6mgQHko9tJAAS1I8UB3MouiGC5QnSB9Czar_b5wcRPDuDyEW5Vil40lbyWFay-ZcKeB_aW5XxlZIW8KLwE6xkml6_EuA-EBwjmQOjcjBQeaH6DSWLJECCPMVh71zj8Y97vz-UznI/s320/DSC01995.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Pete and repeat!</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234041058926605042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg055X54RZCkuXDTjGzl4TNKe7wphFYS2fnb-Z7G31vLG1FkZXv9Q4p_cfTzzn51nb_BskRhMPYXc5YCYAFJwP-Q3pepXvtn1Ow0ArIjRc1AT9qJPpSWi7flx4-FDAY-hgjYr8VRxh04FbM/s320/DSC01994.JPG" border="0" /></div><span style="font-family:arial;">Aaron has a great example to mimic.<br /></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237085658869911746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQBjLRd8pXwejoe55uB6DUHsimHqakSCnClkk12mgN4IzgpKIiCA7eTECG3CxeenM-MQBvkL1Jc6A5wgHzdYdyf3tWjsKHD7-5WsFRd_CeZublogI5K8yEkd35RjEAb-IAUdZS_sTvnFg/s320/DSC01980.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">McKenzie with that million $ smile.<br /></span><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234040894026267586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYVWzoVU1RyosN2IKbQNUcfzyzejGhM-NAgUynd0xtXExfOrJ2yj7L6Zp41FMH12mj8ac59uYU492WiJLoQhGp7cLqmSxEqgGV-O1d_7F-fFlRmWKUeWBpq3MCqUnYx46JyEmYCsd5nJ0z/s320/DSC01992.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Emily chatting with the girls.</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236698288637745186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZOjiZ6UTYL5MRnIhwDUqfj8_VNzG8R_NncHcMgoDSOBsKjFgEjv1vDBYkBbylGFtR5s2OV-2V00XrFkBhJvMyl5oL3PnLSkevPTf_tg64im5_SS43-mbO6NbUpYfb55vCWbRWiyuQz4VU/s320/DSC01991.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Our little pink beauty.</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234040488359418258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfp9Ko-8qUQNu1kKjjSWl6WgTROahhSN_6gTpjOsn8gRFlK1-dDYT2MyTn4ZtYg3nitljZvY1xyLOF0QCtPwQeaTHHO77w2VUU6WGd2XAxbQaov0iw4e4s6DfniUAS_PIjn0EQ_tQMfxvZ/s320/DSC01990.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Baby boy Lee will be with us around Halloween!. You look great Amy!</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234040143375604418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRtRrw57FWzUhM5FyajU_HF-lWnogfnrO7329Rs1Kki8dKd_vHYi7IWb0OQm6KftFQk9fYX0-sbgIZ2nwZIJHCQBFAGZXVoeJIia29q_xHIYGl5P1SFkOkeGmNNIf6Y3-Hdg1gGKeQjHYl/s320/DSC01989.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Super Duper swimmer Cooper.</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234039399155232354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhptc_N7QG6Skr6iKIy1ILTZqBm-UV2CskVc6v8AnQIwV_WRIgTIxH5IGyWSE-lQmTjf38_rT9ZMa1O8DbYhopZTpeLzz6RHjS8hkSooBpxHCpsHcJWw2sR8Rd9VLa9duMP4_TngPvONkdF/s320/DSC01972.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Joe and Cooper doing tricks in the pool.</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234039221978858018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5nZZ9H3wImBt5wcy7W4T5eLZCtrkdWANJdBxRD8ZsNbXMqM_PVtSokJimB9BerlovG2ri0bqPYOw885Z4_DsAcw4-Rd4z9Kk-5VVMWuSPKSsE9ulPRag58Q2e4DfYIk1IqK_L6u51DRLV/s320/DSC01987.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">Grandpa and Delaney doing playing ball in the water.</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234038973143188562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7tKQgpCike1eYqGvKj-LaR6n-3quXGaJaAU5MSnS_kEIEIQr-E6ADXTlW7kUx1So0ekWt4zSMxrARSKtfqMHnh6zTYraAHgFRnN748bIUgjSKllL6g3jeXNr6Z40SBZLO0UaTyXgeNLY8/s320/DSC01988.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Kaden has a new girlfriend. Look at those smiles!</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234038815971191586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinIkvyCeMtvdDvgk0pgW0XadQLlRKNq01pztgr87JM5tm6pSdZuiSJnnEsiFquxT-oJwtWAGU0VqN1w4GslEDdrYEAFhZ8KozB5FOqK9Clwmj1lAcvlZroJozhPfddHS7XZHai9rKiCZfP/s320/DSC01983.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Annette and Jen taking in some sun. It was so beautiful.</span> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237005277135368802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiMcJFx7AxAUf04hALZcihU0hhvBibFt3y4NY5hlrVPc4InbXSqWbX85K0tAb1568BFGM738MNJJlXEExeDQk8TrjxULynj384mEzRqfqabAwi0t8HD0nNA2xt88PTJN-3VWaZfR_A3vKS/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+009.jpg" border="0" /></div><div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Aaron with his great big smile.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237004668329540082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQeHRi4KUafLNiH_K6GB7EfFK3RT_w842UMON2Lr-iNCil0CLO-WBHA0Gs5M7EMY65_sNDAZ0xWUc3_KmOps_6t8SUltdGOKVvPk9EN2gHb2IaU6aO1OPZIS4rUgm_lmGeS2MuSub3QSsA/s320/DSC02002.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Emily with her nice neices at the top of Deer Valley where Joseph rode his bike all the way to the top. This was absolutely amazing!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237004402427937682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3iZEGlTNufPKwu8MOh2kdV4m-4MbloSg19ytbqy2m319vHk1qa-0RLqY9u0rdRokZa7Mfh3jjxPBV3Pdmx4G-j1SV8583DSwzVELU0pbTLAd2Rf0mzQUYggLNy2a8fMBOxtABcX-W7iDm/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+010.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">A few of the clan.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237004175671189106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLawKchF2SC2A4kzvorG9qTEYCfyz1S8MzDkItcyrMt2Iyk3QM_8Cg5T1CEZDOaIdhjHZzJOEADkXmCcZvGa5zbegcEuspy5Hf0-5PiHXKN3dlWT8KjB5zbk-PAp76tL5FneJ2Ix6Y-2FU/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+008.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Here is a bunch of our family.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237005896100727378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCPTuHFZtzpREFamhJyHg7b1Xv65riQeMLHO5cFaAQjBKZsALob2vNGTPhd_RH_Et8PYsv02B-31waJIW_5lgLGZLV3NbeTTL0prLanwbQ_CKhlC563sjybiUpOXpvWn9umWsVT3fMiShK/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2008+Emily+011.jpg" border="0" /></span></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Wade and Emily teasing as usual.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">After breakfast on Sunday morning we took off for home. Joe and Amy to Woodland, CA, Wade and Sara to St. George and Scott and Annette to our house for a couple of days as Annette's brother Rob and Katie gave birth to a new baby boy. </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">It was another fun packed </span><span style="font-family:arial;">family reunion and after a little discussion decided to begin planning for next year with the family. Thanks everybody for making it such a successful and fun reunion! We love all of you sooooooooo much.</span></p>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-18385327616987236062008-08-11T09:09:00.000-07:002008-08-12T11:23:18.916-07:00School Nutrition Association Annual Convention in Philadelphia, July 19-23, 2008<div align="center"> O<span style="font-family:Arial;">n July 19th we left SLC for the Philly airport to attend the annual SNA food conference. When we arrived at the Crowne Plaza Hotel on 19th and Market with 4 other ladies from Nebo School District we were famished and quickly went downtown to a little shop to try out their Philly steak sandwiches. The sandwich was nourishing so we took off by foot up the street to become familiar with downtown Philly. We had a great walk and planned out our next day as Billy had meetings to attend. As we walked around we came upon a little cafe that had yummy desserts and more. We ordered a Brown Betty dessert with coconut ice cream on the side. It was yummy. We then walked back to the motel where we rested our feet and went to bed. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233327008698345330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix7Jdhe1ueOv_PUp0oF40heW1hwceHvkMybkomUAGUJNp-Xz8JT_Qjyp5yZH0rrYZpjhS6aaCL175s1nQTfLAF-am2cPr23bolU4dN48bvI_kfhEEArjl0we-6oFXSYbpDXM2-tx8Rl02G/s320/DSC00854.JPG" border="0" /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Church in the Philadelphia branch </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><div><div><div><div><div><div align="center"><div align="center"><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">On Sunday while Billy was at meetings I went to church with a few of the other ladies and one man to the downtown Philadelphia Ward. It was a very humbling thought provoking experience. There were several black people that were very friendly and many without any teeth. The missionary in the picture is a young man from Payson, UT. Lori called his family that day and told them we had seen their missionary and that he was doing great.</span> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233375539650548690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga6c1JUbKdCeZoUGvWA5x3EAkOIv-y7Zpcdf1AYwIocw8zUIsA6ROkFmZChkx7zIDKL_PLTFlVoFSujV-chC0ljzyzVRIiQS4VNGCDEOeloyPS5-uyHDxAchA8JRe5ymlBhSlEVhUuv0Og/s320/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Turkey dinner at the Reading Terminal</span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">After Billy was through with meetings I met him at the convention center and we went to the Reading Terminal to get some lunch. This was a really fun place to eat as it had all kinds of homemade food and everything you would want to have including Billy's favorite, turkey with mashed potatoes and gravy and stuffing. It was really good! In the middle of the eating area was a band that played loud 50's music. It was a little too much for us old fogies. There were several Amish families that sold wonderful food. Another of our favorite's were the fruit and cream </span><span style="font-family:arial;">crepes'. They were out of this world. We also bought a couple of homemade raisin oatmeal cookies to share. Our favorite! Sunday evening we walked and walked and walked to Geno's and Pat's Philly Steak Sandwich shop that was in a scary part of town. We bought a sandwich and fries to share and then proceeded to walk back to the motel. On the way back we found out where the Jewelry Row was so that we could visit the next day. We were a little bit disappointed with the Philly Steak Sandwiches because the Italian Place in Utah has much better sandwiches by far. They have cream cheese.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233648877754640306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Nm5Dnx_Z0JUF6mFBiVL-IMTBhrqaERqvUsA6hvKRDrGpZILSCQjtayKvqctql2wwbV-sD3NrVHawvKZZlt0rJKXCi6YUaGVhrBaKSmnNVajbbndJ7A7PKZsigd1PsrNs8ohjMnGGA9ZI/s320/DSC00866.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Billy and I testing the Geno's Philly steak and fries.</span><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233641862389245954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaVNkLS3D6i87C15eFZZvyYA03z2aiiUY4YWmXgokX-Fs88sVlE3RXwmC6HGoYoS3o9lClTT8dXgKCMzOxk70ZD3cCHgUgUpJN_9Voz-pSB0V3fx7Je1KAUx5WPo8d3o_xfqWHtopgTBIn/s320/DSC00856.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">Billy looking at live crabs in Chinatown. (Smelly) </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Monday morning Billy had meetings again so I slept in and watched my favorite TV show, "The Today Show". Then I watched Regis and Kelly as I got ready for the day. I then hopped on a bus and met Billy at the convention center and we walked to the little mall to buy gifts for the kids and do a little touring. We walked to Chinatown and then Billy had meetings to get back to so I took off and walked to the Liberty Bell. Just as I went to get in line I noticed a family from Spanish Fork that were in the 6th ward when we lived there. They were the Tolmans. Judy and Marv and their family. They were serving a mission in New Jersey and their family had come to visit them and so they were able to take a little side trip to Philadelphia to see some of the historical sites. They invited me to come and join them in the line and that was great because it is always nice to be with friends and they saved me having to wait in line alone. They went through the museum quite quickly but I stayed and soaked in all of the historical information I could. </span><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233642475867888818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAvqHPiXqWdEHESY4oeXzY0USk9OiYsLJwl_j1ul0YYL-a2JtwUjHTH5lwJ4YNQaxExdfxQw0CrP3Kff8l6A2QHhyiB6sWl2fBCMAQeESlQWW32tgs1CWbHqKbibmPtw_c0hXTGiyuAKz3/s320/DSC00858.JPG" border="0" /></div></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">At the Liberty Bell. There is quite a story behind the bell.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233648690971948098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-oy1RKKz4prDHfrZsckrmg5ITKXzsHYQodl5EWLGgzn1R8fLLr9huwwFxqawa4Yea_7YOZ-fgyZNDk0Ogf6nLhevnZgfGoa3Oe05kBQrnEi7dYwmpio81gjc00WZLxeRNUrsFr2WyZ7s-/s320/DSC00862.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">The room where the Declaration of Independence was signed.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233648544625653874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ0s63NUFNPel7CWtZ_aqFft0RU_Vpb_I6jeIniLah044mwsEfn4dlAtsPvXY42zRshkvEFGo5am4OAgjxddczMCZtLvq0rIYxm53XCRLvnp-YGxK1FbngUHbuUKtFu2E-5NxJf0fQL8tY/s320/DSC00860.JPG" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">The supreme court building. </span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233648443669553490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgimLa2Ryu8XDCkcpN4iOA9K9UYgw1Uiuw6pdvwyPUEnnQbUlDWg7yA3aGmr9svsnScjXYFXBI6Lu5D70t6sFZKqNw9HqagGyFyIfzHhr4RrRHmI3oxBD7SKjUaLyCbBM25ZCNnB8BV8ac/s320/DSC00859.JPG" border="0" /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Museum of Declaration Signers</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">(Me and George)</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233652654671932242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmG7wuHib6BaCpPfHyw8bMdvXgzV06FhSat0IWjYUrrmwoi4oi_asLgsi9ntWzecALFLFUyGGD5uHLzRGobDawqaRh6GdESjbvqzpIXsNL1_ZHBbk9FvnU5F8KqCxADtj0Ing6qNMEMlN/s320/DSC00868.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Constitution Hall upstairs dining room where the signers ate during their breaks, or if they were thirsty they would sometimes go down to the nearby pub for a drink or two. In the corner there was a room full of antique guns and ammunition.</span></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">I then went to the museum of the signers of the Declaration of Independence. It was really interesting. I had my picture taken next to the statue of George Washington. This was a really neat display and very well done. Lots of historical information about their personal lives and their many accomplishments. There was also a picture of Betsy Ross and Martha Washington. Very interesting women in the history of our country. It was very humid out in Philly and I had forgotten to take a bottle of water. I began getting thirsty as the temperature was high and the humidity also. I then went to Constitution Hall to see where the signing of the Declaration of Independence took place. It was very interesting and also to the courthouse that was in an adjoining room. I then received a phone call from Billy and he was done with his meetings and I met him back at the lobby of the hotel. We then went early to the Super Bakery Bash at the Hilton Hotel where we were invited to a smogasbord of all kinds of pastas, breads, salads, desserts, roast beef, turkey and were they ever tasty. There was a nice ice cream bar filled with all kinds of toppings that were really yummy. We were so full and really tired from the days adventures so we headed back to the hotel room to rest.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">On Tuesday morning Billy left early for meetings and then we met up and bought a ticket for "Phlash". This was the neatest way to travel in Philly. It cost us $5 per person for all day to the major tourist attractions and we could get on and off as many times as we wanted. We went to the Liberty Bell, Constitution Hall, Betsy Ross's house, the Philadelphia Art Museum (Rocky's steps and statue) and down to the shore of the Delaware River called Penn's Landing (I'm sure where William Penn landed and discovered Pennsylvania) where we hopped on a ferry and rode it over to the Aquarium in New Jersey. It was really fun. The aquarium was amazing. All kinds of sea life and the fun thing was that they let us touch sharks, starfish, and many other species of fish with our bare hands. Billy did this freely, but something about the feel of the sea creatures caused me to hold back and not be able to touch them. When we were ready to leave I finally got up the courage to touch a starfish. It felt much like rough sandpaper. I couldn't help but feel sorry for the sea animals because I wouldn't like everybody touching me and petting me all day long. There was a really big aquarium where you could sit down like in an auditorium and watch the sea life for hours. There were hammerhead sharks, sea turtles, sting rays, cow rays, sand sharks, lephard sharks, electric eels and spotted eels, and many more. It was incredible. We stayed there longer than we anticipated because it was so interesting. We hopped back on the ferry and went back to Penn's landing where we waited for the trolley to pick us up to head back to the hotel to get ready to attend a dinner at a restaurant called "The Fork." The trolley was there on the street waiting for us, but with no driver. Finally the driver showed up and said that there was a fire in the city and that the trolleys were jammed and we would have to find another way home. We quickly walked to the subway station and bought a couple of tokens to get us back to the hotel. In about 20 minutes we were showered and freshened and ready to hop back on the subway and surprisingly made our dinner appointment in plenty of time. It was a very nice restaurant with a menu of salmon baked in grape leaves, steak and other menu items that looked really good. They had a multi-grain roll that was to die for. There were several different varieties of breads that were very tasty. For dessert we had a chocolate mousse cake that was too chocolatey for me to enjoy. Needless to say we were stuffed to the max. We then hopped back on the subway and went back to our hotel to crash. </span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233671534974777106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHDS7l1HRluESqb4fDvLjXWcmq-EMlBRyrWuAAFId9ztwrWn1Y8-c9voz7kavYGKZoB5uhuh_W4aAeV9J3k3OnPPBL8fYUhiVdEEKz3SqDFGEGoNy4vGjlU_sf8AC7MkR33o4-qAAL0oc1/s320/Philly+Museum+of+Art+(2).JPG" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Rocky Vest da da dadada da da da da<br /></span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233658339155587826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtqxGQlz2TOCRBj4M8Hs3bVyAadSy1zUsLUeTJjtabuH58i41i87EN2z8kC3mTczzKEFcGqm2ae5sH5fc5pslW9eGDtUKrCsOt6vZjaIERSSiue5qMJacs74IDpG1k4jFbKHqmXkytQMPN/s320/DSC00884.JPG" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Yo Adrian and Rocky!!!</span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233671987388008738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Plrf6niQFfJUpgWkeWXIAKBQmZ4ijB0vZ_q-u7Loq0_7h-XVXVZhoXZmvrRmmGr9j3N8kqWe35-gpDTde4d0y9g5tyZr1Tfu8WyKQfDu0XmnAuDDRy7EEZDMdUnqp6L4mOLsrwqV1OJe/s320/Philly+Museum+of+Art+(6).JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">From the Philadelphia Museum of Art (bottom of Rocky steps) looking down Market Street at downtown Philadelphia<br /></span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233671327369337234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQTbXboL1l5PwHDhfq2iDfiUtUfI103JcIErBIIG2Et0I7DkFihksF_XLaegcvkCRVZM3EqXUpqwzIYbEnf6_ZiC1qFIBsK0ZQAXKZMiW1pUaigWRMb2NJ6wx_yYy31F-M40Ofd42hjyTG/s320/Rocky+statue+(4).JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233671149322509426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoH6mgLi433SKYkOLgBm5-n-Hj0HilgHwxeW_wKs_D0C-VLEElUp_iFL7AKP0UDK6b7JnrfvtKwWNPVeioZwfjK5eSCeFCTxuPwxBhfUDrxrOkVRvUJ8mXgJAquxXpc_DlJF7O6tU66Jar/s320/Rocky+statue.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233673174494031602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJPC4cJKLo0vdz36QRqxyADfNXNFvOSSYEsBJFZS4gsfd6l7AXIGDSIYg0vqfq3RNd1fWDYHmfJ8S46AbTiRM4vK5NnkKfSPEyWcZZnPG9e05qDveDk31Ku7bIEizosWNQIni-4lDpi6ha/s320/DSC00885.JPG" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">The ferry to the New Jersey Aquarium with Philly in the background.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233673325971033586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYXIUqq0ogznt0ljrTO2zxxU0666Mw6ah3XzF92Vsf_AmxPc58bTTE09A84_SUn8AueWV2cyWwrrvlqDCRaGN4ehTWCJfUqc1CXfrsAmkVpRNhLseBLd-srZTXbi4MHZ7XiPhvLAqI6vJl/s320/DSC00886.JPG" border="0" /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">On the ferry from Penn's landing to the aquarium in New Jersey.</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233674069424039938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTjLr1BeHU2VaOsSNkzv9L0xLSetY5szoSMNTjdSJmMGvN_TeJtel-C1YNaYza3xE1mUm8vMBZHmHgAHCbrVXmLYdKjHW-353jXE88lYWQQbO74b0sfc0N1-ADpyQ_DFolYsGkRsdwSIOA/s320/DSC00899.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">USS warship<br /></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233673889903777682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB8K-FHkmhPOYYNr1VJO8secw6wkwCQNyID0-JIHrD8xmAgjuLvIwYE3XdaSg6L6eM6oFJcq8Hv_g3DyYdCXFc1lOn45TD7TP4mAmjSbNzhyphenhyphen_kfRdSPUXqxyszI3tzuq46WEBBMI0pimSf/s320/DSC00889.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">These are sea creatures not plants. They are very much alive.</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233673733322402802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkuIZdLhuH9gJgNIFHfq4mEz0Cmo7GNkomz4HG2PSTpycJAhdgsWGP1GK55JTVJkaPMoI-haP_2JVXvV7gt1nY1iHnd_wUPPquAwAAyEbMREugz_wtQmt6NgduLVCQz-aSuRGWS9FUilJ8/s320/DSC00895.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">This shark was right above us in a glass dome.<br /></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233673553525518450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfuQiU5WwrmDdZHnjF3PGiBmWEz35lGDXNGubrFa8zKGtjlGXx2gcHafZHCQtWhgAFzvOtB2j8qvBFiftGYwlyY3BR8EqyJ_PXxXxKNKdAIFuEd_X54BAOfIsIyZuQrYN_UfOeOQDXf1eD/s320/DSC00893.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">This is a striped zebra shark.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Wednesday morning Billy again had meetings in the morning so we went to the Reading Terminal and to the mall that was nearby to finish getting Kaden a birthday present and to finish buying gifts for our reunion the next day. The fresh vegetables at the Reading Terminal were unbelieveable. They had every kind of vegetable you could imagine. I would like to have taken some of them home. We left our bags with the concierge and went back to the convention center and discovered that we could walk all around the mall and Reading Terminal without going outside. The buildings were connected up on top and it was so much nicer to be in an air conditioned building rather than walking outside in the humid air. After leaving the Reading Terminal for the last time and buying our trinkets to take home (jam for the office from Intercourse, Pennsylvania) we got back to the hotel to hop on a shuttle to take us to the airport.</span></p><div><span style="font-family:Arial;">We had a big scare after our plane started on the tarmak at the airport . At 3:30 pm on the afternoon of July 23rd we were at the airport to head for home. The plane was a little late, and we began to board at about 5:40 pm. We started to move out onto the tarmak when we realized and commented about how many airplanes were lined up. Needless to say we sat in the airplane on the runway for 5 hours watching black clouds come over us and threatening to causing our plane to be grounded. We later learned that this could have lasted several days. We were a little bit panicked because of our family arriving at home. It could have been a disastrous nightmare. The airplane was running this whole time and eating up gas but at about 10:00 pm the pilot informed us that the tornado weather was lightening up and we had enough fuel to make our trip. I screamed right out loud. Yippee!!! </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Arial;">We arrived home at about 3:00 am and went quickly to bed by 3:30 am. The next morning was the big 24th celebration and we had planned a big reunion with the Binks's up at a new pavillion at the Spanish Fork reservoir. The pavillion has a new playground right by the side and the kids brought all kinds of water toys to play in the water at the reservoir. It was really nice. After the parade everyone quickly arrived at the pavillion for an afternoon of great food and fun. Billy and the boys picked up Grandpa Vest's canoe from his home and took it for the kids to use in the water. It was really fun! It was also really nice to watch from the pavillion on top to see the beautiful view of the valley and watch everyone have fun. Many thanks were expressed as to the perfect setup for our 24th get together. We were never so happy to be home as we had plans of celebrating our Vest Family Reunion in Park City the next day. This was a fabulous adventure to Philadelphia and made us appreciate our founding fathers of this great nation of the United States of America. We owe a lot to these wise and learned men. </span></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-76939864594392982822008-08-06T09:12:00.000-07:002008-08-11T09:09:15.699-07:00Billy's Big Birthday Bash<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">It has been a while since I last took some time to update my blog, but we had a great surprise birthday celebration on the weekend of April 5th, 2008 for Grandpa Billy's 60th birthday. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">It was so much fun planning and even better when it all took place. We told all of the family members our plans and everyone made a special trip home conference weekend on April 5th. After a lot of secret phone calling Billy knew that something was up, but he didn't know exactly what. </span><br /></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233104973410186786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8tXv7Y6ryjBwQRC3Mv3JUrNnSEs8QDJ_FB9pPzjwMSCDzXDz9Q99F58Czi_rA0j8OzEvs94rzAGatQAAo7CMTK7YrPj1Bb7Q_Kw4vW5yNS4r6tXQcYgMMTV8nVMUxlQXwRJMvm1sxfY19/s320/Lee's+surprising+Grandpa+Billy.jpg" width="320" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:Arial;">Amy traveled from Woodland, California on Friday to surprise Grandpa, but when she arrived earlier than expected at the office it was a great surprise even to me. What a treat! Then later on in the evening Wade and Sara, Scott, Annette and the kids, Chad, Jen and the boys and Emily arrived for a fun weekend of celebration. </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">The next morning was General Conference Saturday sessions and we all listened as well as we could with 9 children under 11 playing together. It was so fun to have them home again. Then we had lunch and at 3 pm a big blown up Disney Castle was delivered out back for the kids to jump and play on. It was great, because the weather was a little chilly outside and the kids kept as warm as can be. </span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233106921680151234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-7JNrUJRYZ4yFJqz1B27CQAJBNxmTO-55xu7p8SRM68oZ9lPqH5m3M97gfAN8SnGC_Hnoz56pgBgj15CmQjceEnJ3Bg_tZ4rIO2l3NoTUOsKO-39MS1SiNFZ2I5cmyZhECismy_PrrUeC/s320/Aaron+and+Boston+teasing+each+other.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Aaron and Boston teasing each other</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233106125182017346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg38BGeZ5ugGbowewYKZNh_eb4FKKL4J-2Qa3N0gCAEVbKiOYPfH_dWUsIQIxNrxHe0nYqV5Xx3l1x7RiAHW0RErgUVvcmXI1JAxF-nl5b65waEGyJqvqPjTuWrRo4kjzAdDmQ5ZiqgWxKu/s320/Billy+birthday+cake+60.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Billy with his 60th birthday cake<br /></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233108168251023874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgELdQ-rwGzEja9oL-pliSjWJmIo6PeYFTH6quk-mweGA1eoD5L8_1HCzGS7bA4dTjW7vL5kvuFjLuL1ycNf7a7YPSHvomdtHQNpScfOHhwVqfQ-gusDrJHa1Zk26cA_8OCzPpRnbDopzoT/s320/Billy+celebrating+with+balloons.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Delaney and Grandpa Billy singing Happy Birthday</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233108742925676594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5bkpvaN_FSVZCPP66ckSWa4W8o_uzg10KJ7LfGBIOAXhPY0H6FzVB1X2aKCH2E4ao7xdaYyIu0q8R-0DyUX7K42K4CsX3YibkNvY6o7IBcG-o4eZJ7M_q6gMEIh3bZJT3lGJEHRPwcOSz/s320/Vests+watching+Grandpa%27s+picture+show.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Vest's watching Billy's dvd</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">The men went to priesthood meeting at 6:00 pm while the women stayed at home and got some goodies put together. After priesthood the boys returned and wah lah, we had a wonderful spread of goodies, shrimp, chocolate dipped strawberries, fresh vegetables on skewers, cake and ice cream. We then celebrated by singing Happy Birthday and having Grandpa Billy blow out the candles. All 2 of them, but of course he had a lot of help from the grandkids. </span></p><div><div><div><div><div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233278452007518338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGTcpH425bM1sAX3O1JphQSP6fwsb59N3kKuDwKaJXIV5ntT74XvEsl5b8b6QLtVjaWiTF8aY7Fwyy4ovJ3AqgdKsz00dGi6hV4RemaGGxm5_jhZ8NhdhpIRnbQWupWl8RQePeZmMKiXyq/s320/DSC00749.JPG" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Yummy food!!!</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233288511055143250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg07Mm__CD-lbkxN2EB_sOC2k-Mvexjq92To9NASV8dyN64YyWqb0LnCtq3Z3eJELZVJAwlYI4vWASma89d7d72js2BatdAQ1P9uZUzlLTzR7x_wJaP9dmKLd2ENdwaD7z60eDYOOS8xdtE/s320/DSC00745.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;">Earlier in the afternoon Subway sandwiches for everyone and chips to munch on.<br /></span><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233280461451388386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtZ7S197jj5KlWhB3iyR6rhPc1XHs0ZuscP4my0CVTqUoxt1sAVd5KWzQBeN0ICsthvHJTSbpaotLfaJgO90UBV44iVorOHgayuVyzz03pWhQT9GV0U2idiFE3Qd2NOSOkpIAgc4PQ7Odi/s320/DSC00746.JPG" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Ashley's kids dropped by and joined in the fun!<br /></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233280794745392290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg84ODAyUU-5DDHhlgHB4zO3cGcWGRktXe2AIaWr4F6Fa3ZHtei4ygKt1ZLKNAGbZlQW2dCTX2cYdWWtrpNrkCwwW61uD5zcV9JMbpOeBnnU3i3rIhGLOk3OQqKDcvt4MOnmBaHJlKY-4hu/s320/Easter,+Duck+Pond,+misc.+3-08+021.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">So fun to see children belly laugh!</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233108617077864402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw99a-QUclU2JOD_CZn0mfVpepqvhBiCZPYOm1-B3-RpWHEJwcskTnK-RytIruXB-zacVI2BkgJ_sDFSwGP0VojUJJbLcFjmhfkqu767P6Gv0s5TspC85Sm4HzvZegAe8THxmQLq69_gUv/s320/Wade+and+Sara+with+Grandpa+Billy.jpg" border="0" /> </div><span style="font-family:arial;">Sara, Grandpa and Wade with new golf hat<br /></span><div><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233107144861754978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2mxbmM1p7drvZTCN7p9mznxOGbWlx_QNSo5K0kO4TCMOe5ylnq8u6iqH0v0CzbjYbiVMTD1WMDH-Wz6Q_3jVBQpvWiZukFD2ayGxs9vHfvSNTHoijahTn2FUPrTXlC6ivFe8jcpK62g-M/s320/Abby+Happy+Birthday+cake.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Abby and Spencer enjoying the cake and dvd</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233281366599884402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJexgm9Y5LH6xspAhI9gqb-fSU2F3nHtvM98mEfXV6oGb2BRxQelx63iRzo1JhHREBI6ZWCV1zuS6fS_X7-FgyBUG4UP3waSyBTi4CF9BDwbp-PTPf1MkkTFJBDhagAc71sNnCVPKey-xX/s320/Easter,+Duck+Pond,+misc.+3-08+020.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Bubbies loves his Grandpa!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">After the picture show we all listened as Chad had written a tribute to "Dad" from all of the siblings about things they remembered about his life through the years. It was such a well done article that I decided to submit it also along with a few more pictures depicting the event.</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233108312016208626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq1kX7igUmftuKkNrt6LQgRDj3OyIwU7p8HzI1Djp6CfESdDsfR6v3df34TmU0Jhctmi22DLfykqKSjnmrhXT2Sbsj6mQ5qwJkd4Dml6NW8od-zFHLhGR4p5sK1Zgs0OnidWuZ6Ftwqk16/s320/Chad+paying+tribute+to+Dad.jpg" border="0" /></div><div><div><span style="font-family:Arial;">Happy 60th Dad! (Submitted by everyone, compiled by Chad)Dad, we decided to do a fun article on you for your 60th birthday to recount many fun memories we all have shared with you. The list could go on and on but in this story, we will sum up some of the greatest moments which have entertained us and blessed each of our lives. There are many reasons we love you and hopefully by sharing these experiences, we can all grow closer to Grandpa Billy. Comments from the Vest children will go in order of age.Scott commented on some great experiences. “Some of my favorite memories of spending time with dad while I was a youth were having him coach us in baseball and him telling Erlin Morrell to “go to hell” for accusing dad of making an illegal substitution. Not too long after dad cooled off enough to show up on her front porch to apologize for losing his cool. However, the good news is that dad has a great track record against Erlin and the Morrell boys having never lost to the White Sox or Elks. Those were fun times. Some other memories that are very fond are dad teaching his family life sports such as tennis and golf. It was such a great time to go with dad to the sports mall to see Dad and Uncle Larry try to beat Mack and the JB’s president. Learning about his love for the game of golf and how to become a good short game player was also awesome. My relationship with dad really grew when we went on the long trips to Vernal, Roosevelt, Price and Rexburg to do work with the machines or restaurant. Even though dad wasn’t a big fan of Robbie Nevil he acted like he was as we listened to the CD all the way from SF to Vernal. Dad has always been a great example of a righteous priesthood holder who values his family and loves the Lord. He has taught us and helped us gain a stronger testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. To this day I still sing ‘Hey everybody it’s family night, you better take the phone off the hook.’ When we sing this, Boston comes running to get the stool to set up a pulpit to lead the music and to pray. All of the other kids know what that means too. I appreciate such a great example in dad.Chad also recalled similar experiences. “Dad taught us to love and enjoy many different sports growing up. The only age group that dad didn’t coach us in was Pony League because he was too busy as JB’s director of product. When we played the Mustang League White Sox (Erlin Morrells team), she claimed that the sun had set during extra innings when our team was about to take last at bats on the JC field. Dad argued that the sun was behind the clouds but Morrell’s feistiness prevailed. She enticed the umpire to postpone the game for a couple of days. As we walked out of the ballpark, the sun came out from under the clouds just as dad had said. But it didn’t matter because we beat the Sox twice at the North Park South field in extra innings followed by another seven inning game. I love it how Dad has used his native tongue to say family prayers when we ask that of him. Our family was without dad for awhile during my senior year of high school while he was working in a different state. I so appreciated when dad would drive 600 plus miles just to see me play SF Dons baseball. In the summer of ’93 dad and I lived together in Rexburg for a couple of months before my mission. We had a bachelors’ blast hanging at the movie house, fishing at Henry’s Lake, taking in Idaho Falls Braves games and enjoying a fun trip to Jackson Hole as dad explained the temple course handbooks that I read. A few years back, I went through a hard time with my shoulder and work. Dad took me to a SL Stingers game and being at ball games with Dad is the greatest. After the game, we went for some food at a place called Catfish Mama’s. Well, Mama ran out of Catfish that night so dad and I ordered some BBQ beef ribs to go. We sat on some grass in front of 7-Eleven to enjoy our dinner when an older man from out of the blue approached us with his guitar. He was a vagabond and played for anyone that would lend an ear. He came to SLC one day with a backpack and the shirt on his back but he lucked out by snagging some special shoes he said. After explaining his story, he began to serenade us both with these words. ‘I got the Salt Lake City Blues in my Salt Lake City shoes’ as the chorus over and over again. I think I busted my own rib from laughing so hard while trying to hold it in as he sang. Dad and I sat down for a quick bite but little did we know that we would have dinner and a show. We laughed at that for an hour straight during our ride home. What a hoot! Sometimes belly laughs are the best medicine around. What I respect most about dad is his work ethic, gentle kindness, testimony of the restored gospel and his love for our family.”Amy shared some of her experiences. “I always loved changing machines with dad. I loved that I could always count on him to buy me a pink sugar cookie at Don Andrews diner up in Spanish Fork Canyon. Some of my most treasured times with dad were when we lived with them the year before law school and the year after. Both times were really hard for me because they were full of huge transitions. I loved each day when dad would come home from work and we could talk. He is a great listener and a great empathizer. I could tell him exactly what I was feeling and all the frustrations I was having about EVERYTHING and he would listen and only give advice when he could tell I was asking for it. He would also let me rattle off everything I read in my latest book and listen to all my grand plans for our future. I loved finishing off each lunch with a bowl of ice cream and not feeling a single bit guilty because I was sharing a moment with dad.” Dad is the among the kindest human beings I have ever met. He has a quiet steadiness that makes you want to always live your best.Joe has had some fun experiences with Dad too. “I’ll never forget an early memory of Dad. When Amy and I were 17 years old and dating in high school, I was completely smitten with her! Twitterpateded to the maximum! So much that I never wanted to leave her side… which meant I was at the Vest home nearly every day popping in and out of windows and bushes with a cheery ‘Hi Billy!’ Dad was remarkably patient with me and always extended a hand of fellowship and friendship (even though I’m sure he wanted to ring my neck!) Well, one evening when I showed up unannounced (and invaded Dad’s attempt at a quiet family evening,) dad pulled out two Nerf brand dart guns and challenged me to a dual which turned into a 30 minute chase around the house game of blasting each other with foam darts. I will never forget the sweat dripping off of our faces as we scurried, scampered, dived, crawled and leapt over couches and chairs only to turn again and fire our spring propelled foam bullet blasters at each other. There’s no doubt that it was a little symbolic “ringing of the neck” from Dad. He would never really shoot me, ring my neck or beat me up, but surely there were moments when he would have liked more quiet moments without “Hi Billy” from Mr. Happy face. I will always love Dad for his friendship, support and love. He has been a great example to me of family leadership and priesthood service. He showed Amy the kind of man a true husband should be… and I hope to become like him. Thanks Dad for being a living hero.”Wade had a story or two as well. “First off, the fishing trips were something I always looked forward to. It was so fun being with my brothers, my Dad and Grandpa. I wouldn’t have cared if we had caught anything or not, it was just so awesome being with all the boys and we almost always brought fish home to fry. I remember the good old times of driving with Dad to Rexburg. The summer before my eighth grade year, we moved up there for a couple of months. I remember painting the restaurant and how Dad got me on an all-star team to play tournaments in Montana and Twin Falls. Our family lived in a little apartment and it was one of the best summers. But the best times with Dad were having him as my coach each year in little league. I’ll tell you one thing. There is no coach in the city that could outsmart Dad. He always came up with the best lineups and strategies to help us win, but more than anything he made it fun for his sons and others to play the game. I’ll never forget when he made the biggest coaching move of his life and called to the bullpen to bring Ryan Jenkins into the game to close it out. We were undefeated at the time and going for the perfect season, but it was Ryan’s dream to pitch in a real live game. He came in and shut out the other team. The best part was when after we won, Ryan’s mom approached Dad and told him that Ryan should start the next game which was game one of the state tournament. With Dad, I never felt too much or too little pressure. I always think that when my boys are old enough to play, I’m going to be just like my Dad was with me. Looking back, I realized something I hadn’t before and that is that Dad always put his family first before anything else. He is the most unselfish person I have ever met. We love you Dad!”Emily, being the baby of the family has been around Dad as much as anyone in the past ten years. “Dad called Rexburg ‘Rexsceeburg’ of the trips we would take going to and from school and changing machines. He taught me the 7 Habits of Highly Effective People and the five step hard style every time and I have been able to use them and share those lessons with others. When our house flooded a couple of years ago, Dad would always tell Mom and me to not forget to close the door when we used the bathroom. (There was no door at the time.) When Mom, Dad and I went to Washington DC together, we became really hungry one night after walking the streets all day. We entered a McDonalds at a late hour and they said they’d give us some free fries if we sang to them. Dad began singing ‘Bah Bah Black Sheep, have you any fries?’ Mom and I about died because all of workers were African Americans. Dad quickly grabbed the fries after realizing what he sung and they darted out of Ronald’s house. This past while Dad has given me many father’s blessings that have been much needed. I am so grateful for how Dad honors his priesthood and uses it to bless our family. He is so fun to be around and is loved by everybody. We pretty much have the most awesome Dad ever!”A few of the Grandchildren even left their thoughts about Grandpa Billy. “I liked it when Grandpa would lay on th<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX9FxcQWSblywSuL_kvQxkaSeBWTLE1EUCLbErk4n-IhNipQNuFp-fSH43supjua3v0QEITy5G_h-jEF3rcEY5l9wwDiD-zg0QrVBCc5wMQ9adhtbkgQ07F4kEVC-hz4BnWkCaW-bBJVwQ/s1600-h/DSC00752.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231894278717740994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX9FxcQWSblywSuL_kvQxkaSeBWTLE1EUCLbErk4n-IhNipQNuFp-fSH43supjua3v0QEITy5G_h-jEF3rcEY5l9wwDiD-zg0QrVBCc5wMQ9adhtbkgQ07F4kEVC-hz4BnWkCaW-bBJVwQ/s320/DSC00752.JPG" border="0" /></a>e trampoline and we got to jump all over him,” said Brynn. Abby shared one of her favorites. “My favorite time with Grandpa was when I was playing hide and go seek with him and he was the counter and me and Brynn bonked heads.” Aaron likes that Grandpa nicknamed him “Bubbies.” Other Grandchildren love Grandpa for coming to their ball games, dance recitals, piano recitals and all other fun events. Sunday dinners are great when the boys get to wrestle with Grandpa after a big feast. The best qualities about Grandpa are his goodness and his kindness. Vacations are the most fun with Grandpa but just being around him anywhere lights up their life. We all love you Grandpa Billy! You are 60 years young to us! Love, “The Vest Family.” </span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-54662276348887342052007-10-25T11:38:00.000-07:002007-10-26T13:30:58.643-07:00San Diego Friends Trip - October 2007<div align="center"> We began our trip on Thursday morning as we met at the airport at 6:30 am to depart at around 8:30 am. Kaye and Ted, Dan and Nancy, Bob and Barbara and Bill and I were all wide eyed and bushy tailed and ready for a fun adventure as we congregated at the Delta gate for departure. We landed in San Diego and quickly picked up our cars from Enterprise and headed for Seaport Village. When we first arrived we found a young girl there who offered to take our group picture, but everyone was not accounted for so we declined her offer. When everyone finally met up Bob called out her by name and suggested that she could take our pictures. We laughed thinking that there is no way he could find her again as it had been a while since she was near us. Bob called her and almost instantaneously she appeared out of nowhere and we ushered her over to us for our picture. It was quite comical. </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125699154057588194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGwZm-nNLXQDr-OUALOjOFOUHH6YAISc6tohyphenhyphenTLX3xg0Sci04OHd8tv91gjL43s7JvvCcae-ab67yNTP8JXDpymBW4iKkgGl5MZXusmdahueID-bXzlMqIxiFj8Bczzr7q_wDMCzuY4bTp/s320/Seaport+Village2007.JPG" border="0" /> We ate at various eating venues at Seaport Village and then traveled to our motels not far away in<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilE45YH43UkroHjuxBQAQg0PG1fUdksdtyh1DoS8ym5zW-T3aAIO90IGb8-B3rt4hkb_zVtzx2jJktme0R0HrVILIxdCOOc8jM0lGXa6XB1vwsaThM2oyFa7yix8bHe76DCGzXDu3mWeoW/s1600-h/wicked-glinda-in-bubble-sm%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125698097495633362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilE45YH43UkroHjuxBQAQg0PG1fUdksdtyh1DoS8ym5zW-T3aAIO90IGb8-B3rt4hkb_zVtzx2jJktme0R0HrVILIxdCOOc8jM0lGXa6XB1vwsaThM2oyFa7yix8bHe76DCGzXDu3mWeoW/s320/wicked-glinda-in-bubble-sm%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a> San Diego. We stayed at the Marriott and it was a nice place to crash at night.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125348482862771458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="80" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRmmNQuGIccmLdU7u_s5F-NRVBfh5V6qWMRYKmMc3b6zrdl2hlOubtt6DMp2C7joW6LbWkceOV8bXV2hu9iLZPR1UfAZQ9AK6_ohmF8jYZGN_7f-h0RKXENAx_iJlA1LaRpUt765pnNegc/s320/wicked-logo.jpg" width="82" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"> Monday evening we traveled to Los Angeles to the Pantages Theater to see the production of Wicked. It was really good. Those of us who had seen it before really like the Galinda who perfomed in L. A. </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125348482862771442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="249" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzjg7eIDxD-G5d4mt2gI83jmhuEEPiJkdqwMqCEDy6Fiso_ebo1Zat9tij7nTQnlAlLRcsjwqUESs3mVK-c9diopudPdMUShI0hVp6rTdVSza3Gv-v3AI1LPjcBmIshRtlS8nLXubGD2Ee/s320/San+Diego+Temple+2007.JPG" width="332" border="0" /> The following morning we slept in until about 8:30 am and then got ready to attend the San Diego temple. It was so nice and beautiful. Dan and Nancy were invited to be the witness couple and it was really fun watching them take the lead. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPA4DMOGoh69mdQlWomYLbWVoSb0Y7d2OGHC2ER6wxmeqd2GqvU-SkL2pTDKBdloZXpaIP0FE13qu8kkQ5P7cIyZH7DEJaovIVxcUriNbVYF-RzVxedshKs1xvoKa1tHKjNwIsnv9cEVoo/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125713409054043746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPA4DMOGoh69mdQlWomYLbWVoSb0Y7d2OGHC2ER6wxmeqd2GqvU-SkL2pTDKBdloZXpaIP0FE13qu8kkQ5P7cIyZH7DEJaovIVxcUriNbVYF-RzVxedshKs1xvoKa1tHKjNwIsnv9cEVoo/s320/DSC00521.JPG" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125386617877392690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFqgkun8V8ZSkuikADKbXP6xd4V4P7fhWnjvY_eFbc3pIFReKfGArnrW3rfaUouwWmznjr3OzgvZeKPMeYRT8_LhGkK5yOh8HzFYasQLVt6L7Ss3hkTMbDVBczo3DJlt2bof30oGOawgOq/s320/San+Diego+2007.JPG" border="0" /> After the temple we took a little side trip to the Anthony's fish market and bought some fresh fish by the water. It was really yummy. Then we took a little side trip to Coronado Island where we stopped at Marie Calendar's for some yummy desserts and then to the del Coronado hotel for a little sightseeing and shopping. Before we left we took a little walk around the exterior of the hotel which is on the beach. It was really beautiful with the sound of the waves as they came in off of the ocean or bay. We went back to our rooms to watch a playoff game between the Colorado Rockies and the Arizona Diamondbacks to see who would be going to the World Series. The Rockies won. </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125739088663506754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPMhovyw3DrOkp7J9tisaOI_l_2XsiCXWPh3Op0tCDwUVzyUdqZka8R7sDiQKQEOS8ZR2wZyV0hhX2qNXO8jVq9vZQzL3NaLT1HX2hTFGEljqGpC-TlTFmrRX-ArcmxcwIYOwHb34ITASE/s320/Newport+Beach+temple.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center">Newport Beach LDS Temple</div><div align="center">We woke up early on Saturday morning and hurried to make our appointment at the Newport Beach temple at 8:30 am. It is a beautiful temple that is quite different than the San Diego temple. It is a light pinkish beige in color and at the time it was built the neighborhood was very critical of. It is that color because it has to coordinate with the homes and scenery in that area. Bob and Barbara were asked to be the witness couple during this session and it was fun to have them given this opportunity. After the session Scott, Annette and the children met us for lunch at a place call Pei Wei, a fast food PF Changs. It was really yummy. We then took off to see Dan and Nancy and Kaye and Ted's time shares at Marriott in Newport Beach. They were absolutely gorgeous and so family oriented. We then began our trip back to San Diego with a couple of stops on the way, first being Balboa Park where the walked and visited on the beach and another being Laguna Beach at sunset. It was a really fun cle<span style="font-size:+0;"></span>an beach with lots of families and surfers a<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwhTv0re1SgBKj8OUCMIQpfi7QXpugYqH3qO4DsJWnuUBaIYBXB8iVR-zASbUXBkjXpMGvCiVVN0vpw1WmASC-Q4gaVhHpHTdW3xN9KbvXe8Zdx4W6vCVwq8lnjPcvJw6hHuaWZSrwXryN/s1600-h/Balboa+Beach+2007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125734282595102498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwhTv0re1SgBKj8OUCMIQpfi7QXpugYqH3qO4DsJWnuUBaIYBXB8iVR-zASbUXBkjXpMGvCiVVN0vpw1WmASC-Q4gaVhHpHTdW3xN9KbvXe8Zdx4W6vCVwq8lnjPcvJw6hHuaWZSrwXryN/s320/Balboa+Beach+2007.JPG" border="0" /></a>nd barbecues going on. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNEVZan38-geQHZLbzQcHGzVuE7TKm_VcVY84WvQVlD-GRBOi6cQgVRs1fzwRZxWbiG1dcr5mYy3Aafn77hkA_MTx1UNuYKJBoKXCX4-PxwqTktvZfpWQvJVMPse4dDkmQfboo6GhdpzDh/s1600-h/Balboa+Park+Beach.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125734291185037106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNEVZan38-geQHZLbzQcHGzVuE7TKm_VcVY84WvQVlD-GRBOi6cQgVRs1fzwRZxWbiG1dcr5mYy3Aafn77hkA_MTx1UNuYKJBoKXCX4-PxwqTktvZfpWQvJVMPse4dDkmQfboo6GhdpzDh/s320/Balboa+Park+Beach.JPG" width="296" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">Walking on<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTmo-EVSTCG8TiUBEGaS6tCuIiLSi3PL0_wvHg-o-Wuff-K6K_g-SxNZgaieHLh1nUrZFVSrq1jN8MMK71bDICpX2_4eGx_xuXf1c22RiYbPEIpW4iamvH-IefBvSn1SGFD6H0EU0MZK1G/s1600-h/Laguna+Beach+Bob+and+Barb+2007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125728583173500594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="236" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTmo-EVSTCG8TiUBEGaS6tCuIiLSi3PL0_wvHg-o-Wuff-K6K_g-SxNZgaieHLh1nUrZFVSrq1jN8MMK71bDICpX2_4eGx_xuXf1c22RiYbPEIpW4iamvH-IefBvSn1SGFD6H0EU0MZK1G/s320/Laguna+Beach+Bob+and+Barb+2007.JPG" width="284" border="0" /></a> the beach at Balboa Park<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctZkETlrpvmxfuMU_Nvc755RU24_S66YdAp5hksGkW8y79lcHAs6H9XcuhbHxYQ7WcuKwp-nFOK8G5qLhmSQt0vIZcVYv67Pf63mCXiEB3fiyfLGUJHPjD0zKbcLjDsLovj22n3ER8PIR/s1600-h/Laguna+Beach+2007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125728557403696802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="233" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctZkETlrpvmxfuMU_Nvc755RU24_S66YdAp5hksGkW8y79lcHAs6H9XcuhbHxYQ7WcuKwp-nFOK8G5qLhmSQt0vIZcVYv67Pf63mCXiEB3fiyfLGUJHPjD0zKbcLjDsLovj22n3ER8PIR/s320/Laguna+Beach+2007.JPG" width="294" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125739887527423826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3lvKEOU-Jc41NUBmVpVmpmH_glNaGw6G2YiEcsmhY8PWD17YyDjyjvOTu_Dtx8rVxmdgzGLjvTYP6obB1mLQ5G621bZB-m_IK-eanml72H_829p3ozwrjxefwJMHW-a76esYWeMh0RI5w/s320/Sunset+2007.JPG" border="0" />Sunset at Laguna Beach with Billy and Barbara in the left corner background</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">The next morning we woke up to attend church at the San Diego 10th ward UC Branch/Deaf Blind Ward. The meeting started at 10:00 am. We arrived with a few minutes to spare and had a few extra minutes to take pictures of the meetinghouse. It is always fun to visit a different building and the different auxilliaries. It is such a small world and as we listened to testimonies Billy and I noticed that a woman who bore her testimony looked so familiar. I saw her again in Relief Society and after Nancy got the courage to talk to her I quickly went over to her as she was explaining that she had a brother who played ball for BYU. I asked what sport and sure enough it was baseball. Her brother is Jake Stubblefield. Her name is Emily and we visited with her at the games when Wade played ball. The meetings were very good and we had the opportunity to give input to the Sunday School lesson on following good examples in the New Testament. It was nice visiting with other sisters as you come to feel the same warm spirit everywhere in the church. It was fun for Billy to be able to share in the Finnish language with an older lady in the ward. She and her husband are both Finn's.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOjCc8OQvNKEv9qr5sy448SJD-e6fx30sD2XoheQwuqGPHCkede5WxwaOiqMmSY5hF2EkhcrQvhBlEg_U6ZE5LD3-NR-MyumZFwa1NSD3r8KS714FM0wxV91Lu0qA6oNU73LB-8XMJ31XQ/s1600-h/LDS+Church+in++San+Diego+2007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125732671982366450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOjCc8OQvNKEv9qr5sy448SJD-e6fx30sD2XoheQwuqGPHCkede5WxwaOiqMmSY5hF2EkhcrQvhBlEg_U6ZE5LD3-NR-MyumZFwa1NSD3r8KS714FM0wxV91Lu0qA6oNU73LB-8XMJ31XQ/s320/LDS+Church+in++San+Diego+2007.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125731752859365074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn4Yfl4EAwLQlGpMiEHOJVoBP34gsxJwH1GkuHXvFLljLo9EbRiRqMcARyBvjt3VYKnt61D7BS4c3_Q2ircR8yemjLx6hLES8oUXdb1kb11mlne3Z_2ClH7HOyJItY9aLMpulj2OPbwCrZ/s320/Brand+and+Ward.JPG" border="0" /> After church we stopped by Old Town to get a bite to eat and to visit the Mormon Battalion site. We ate at a really good Mexican Restaurant called Cafe Coyote. It was really yummy food and was close by the Memorial.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125733346292231954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGBXuN_OOqOM-8as_fJ4ffKiUVsszOUwHPEckW7WAmk9C5eZhBuULq4yuATaMZb2H2HGnMd9LWM0lydGIoKleO3cvIlZ159vP2JgBDQb843NHenO6zfkUgP6Oumn4xbZ9ayKyZS0P41893/s320/Mormon+Battalion.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"> The Mormon Battalion Visitors Center<br />The Mormon Battalion were volunteer men who joined the service from 1846-47. They started the trek in Council Bluffs, and ended in San Diego, CA. They chose not to wear the government uniforms, instead used their money to give to the church to help the westward movement to Utah. They were a unique group as they were the only religious group in the US. It was very interesting. We quickly left for the airport and to drop off our cars at the car rental. It was a fun trip and to visit other areas, but most of all it was fun being with great friends. </p>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-85178734126157296342007-10-24T10:05:00.000-07:002007-10-24T10:09:36.457-07:00This is in reply to a tag blog on Amy's blog.<br /><br />1. Best thing I cooked last week? Cooking for two is not very exciting, but we had a pasta, vegetable medley<br />2. If money, time and babysitting were no object, where would you go and with whom? Hands down I would pick up all of our children and grandchildren and go to Disney World for a week, then I would like to visit the temple with all of my children and their spouses, then I would take each of my grandchildren one on one for a week and just talk and play and jump on the tramp and cook fun things together and communicate with them about anything and have the weather be warm enough to lay outside on the lawn and look at the stars and dream. I would then take all of my boys and grandsons to Cooperstown to the Baseball Hall of Fame.<br />3. When was the last time you cried? Last night watching the best movie I have seen in a long long time. It is called the "Ultimate Gift". I don't know why people are not knocking down doors to see this. It was life changing.<br />4. 5 things you were doing this month 10 years ago. October 19971. I was loving the fact that I was a new grandma to our tiny little McKenzie. At that time they lived with us for a couple of months and then close by in Springville and we had the blessing of visiting often. 2. I was making McKenzie a daffodil Halloween costume that grandchildren are still wearing. 3. Working at the District every day.<br />5 things on your to do list today: 1. Visit my brother in the hospital. 2. Get caught up at work. 3. Go to a viewing of my neighbors father. 4. Participate in a productive FHE by studying the Preach My Gospel book. 5. Call my grandkids and children wherever they might be.<br />6. 6 favorite snacks: 1. Fresh raw almonds roasted in the oven at 325 for 20 minutes. Yum 2. Fresh tortillas sauteed and then rolled up and dipped in homemade ranch dressing. yummy 3. Fresh oranges or bananas 4. Mixed fruit yogurt with clumpy rich granola mixed in.<br />7. 5 bad habits: 1. Asking for people to do things that I can do for myself 2. Being too task oriented that I don't stop to smell the roses 4. I have a habit of getting somewhere just in the nick of time, like when we work in the temple I know just exactly how long it will take me to get there and get dressed so I'm not late. It drives Billy crazy.<br />8. 5 favorite foods: 1. Toasted home grown thick tomato sandwiches with nothing but butter, salt and pepper and tomatoes. 2. Salmon drizzled with honey and soy sauce topped with Mango Salsa and 3. Sara's recipe for Cafe Rio chicken salad. 4. Chile Rellenos 5. Lettuce Wraps from Pei Wei, or is it Wei, Pei. 6. I also love barbecued hamburgers on homemade buns.<br />9. 5 places I've been: Recently, New York and San Diego, but I have traveled to Washington DC, Finland, Recife, Brazil, various cities in Europe and Virginia Beach, but St. George and the Sacramento area has to be one of my favorites this year.<br />10. 10 favorite memories: Having lived 57 plus years I have too many to list, but here are a few but not in any order. 1.Giving birth to each of my 5 children. 2. Marrying the man of my dreams in the temple. 3. Seeing the beautiful color of fish while snorkeling in Hanama Bay. 4. Seeing our children graduate from college. 5. Being present to witness the miracle of birth with Brynn. Seeing the happines and true joy of our sons and sons-in-law as they shed tears at becoming a parent to a new little one. 6. Playing spoons in bed with our 80 year old Grandma Beck. 7. Taking care of my mother and father in their final days. 8. Watching Wader #5 make those unbelieveable plays for BYU. 9. Sitting in front of the fireplace as Emily gave me a visual display on a white board of the step by step reproductive process as she was studying for her anatomy final. 10. The night Billy received the word that he had been hired as Food Service Coordinator for Nebo School District.Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-804555241108656602007-10-09T12:12:00.000-07:002007-10-22T08:35:28.103-07:00St. George Marathon<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH49bi6RS_qXTJUc9xd_HHoTGFq2t_s7UEL0-kFE-8Pw5hqRFOJ_EhBAR2sm_gr28YsBi3HMerz0xJu2eVf5SMewh95kTX7n4ZGGMJR-N-xy81e01_CvIaK388wcY52VDKyZTC8eTh1FRI/s1600-h/DSC00505.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119417427637395394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH49bi6RS_qXTJUc9xd_HHoTGFq2t_s7UEL0-kFE-8Pw5hqRFOJ_EhBAR2sm_gr28YsBi3HMerz0xJu2eVf5SMewh95kTX7n4ZGGMJR-N-xy81e01_CvIaK388wcY52VDKyZTC8eTh1FRI/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">The Fans<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Scott, McKenzie, Delaney, Cooper, Boston,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Grandpa Billy and Emily's friend Chris were at mile marker 24 to cheer on the runners.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Gwo7E4gaNwHLi_an-f2Kjf9MjojkHT6uLnt2RT_47G6J6-wt_wBtTXv6i4XUMzvJvcL7bAl3K8M-w8fsOLkyYe7nTs48Pn8wiCs-dv-wbbU8gygwlAmBcj-7lMJ3GycpO1Ycf94dZmqx/s1600-h/DSC00506.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119417599436087250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Gwo7E4gaNwHLi_an-f2Kjf9MjojkHT6uLnt2RT_47G6J6-wt_wBtTXv6i4XUMzvJvcL7bAl3K8M-w8fsOLkyYe7nTs48Pn8wiCs-dv-wbbU8gygwlAmBcj-7lMJ3GycpO1Ycf94dZmqx/s320/DSC00506.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Annette was the first one in at 4 hours and 13 minutes. To look at Annette you would think that it was a breeze for her, but she became ill about 6 miles before the end of the race, but what a trooper, she kept going until she finished. </span><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">Annette at the 24 mile marker. </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnekEsw0ffKcVacuSM9CSMXBidfiewF721OEBIC6V1lKgL2-wNVH42XgGewBRxKVfoXhwmp0hiNecREK4xyob0gqrKAxeUeQcmEotynTaeUpyE7PE4YYRf_8jvbIBtnr3nlooh7aLGwkTr/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119417693925367778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnekEsw0ffKcVacuSM9CSMXBidfiewF721OEBIC6V1lKgL2-wNVH42XgGewBRxKVfoXhwmp0hiNecREK4xyob0gqrKAxeUeQcmEotynTaeUpyE7PE4YYRf_8jvbIBtnr3nlooh7aLGwkTr/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Emily at the 24 mile marker holding her head high.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Emily was feeling great at this point, but soon later she was feeling the pains of a marathon. Later in the evening she and Annette had a massage given by one of Scott and Annette's friends that seemed to sooth a few of the aches and pains they were experiencing.</span><br /><br /><br /></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFFhtHoIZEOCmlYa7c8iM4ku9OwWGWKR_WQXWncx7OGbCJbzo_h1SA-hUukQsnIjB7S3pzRG8UOuUeA8GVRn8DtuktGGYhgpid8QWztHFAOEShr0xSKWTQB5J2tl-1s6mhfNUvtHAZNmvi/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"></a></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFFhtHoIZEOCmlYa7c8iM4ku9OwWGWKR_WQXWncx7OGbCJbzo_h1SA-hUukQsnIjB7S3pzRG8UOuUeA8GVRn8DtuktGGYhgpid8QWztHFAOEShr0xSKWTQB5J2tl-1s6mhfNUvtHAZNmvi/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119422302425276434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFFhtHoIZEOCmlYa7c8iM4ku9OwWGWKR_WQXWncx7OGbCJbzo_h1SA-hUukQsnIjB7S3pzRG8UOuUeA8GVRn8DtuktGGYhgpid8QWztHFAOEShr0xSKWTQB5J2tl-1s6mhfNUvtHAZNmvi/s320/DSC00509.JPG" border="0" /></a></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">Emily came in at around 4 hours and 40 minutes. She had been training with her roomate Chelsey and they both did well in the race. They are not only students but try to keep active by running every chance they get.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">Emily at the end of the race</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCcogFwldkaUCCFQxKzXH4D9udeYSUAwPJUWAl3WLTRC417tE2kRgqQ411Rp0_6QqlDHSb4aT2WZ-O0j8RaHekyAn8FyAxzxPEcOY-SOgFM77gWGInYbOZy2ql95h1ZYwYWyR4IuIYD1td/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifLBY6L2leVX8CwX76K124DNtiYMhXc5UIVVQCK0JFpTCRrDUX9sfwSxK1kh6Ckc7rx2UYAJ1SsjMaYfZ1eEgT05B6GTtD8N6hJx_qYtvY0jXveghlVjRkXeoagy9MY9wn4txD1_wJyidM/s1600-h/DSC00512.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119418024637849602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifLBY6L2leVX8CwX76K124DNtiYMhXc5UIVVQCK0JFpTCRrDUX9sfwSxK1kh6Ckc7rx2UYAJ1SsjMaYfZ1eEgT05B6GTtD8N6hJx_qYtvY0jXveghlVjRkXeoagy9MY9wn4txD1_wJyidM/s320/DSC00512.JPG" border="0" /></a>.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">After the race we quickly left for Delaney's soccer game. It was so fun to see her playing with her friends and scoring goals to help her team out. Delaney is a fast little runner and a great soccer player. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5z15PIgOZRr9hw1Oe-WTV-IDOVr0PAhFz2D-4SCV1y3mnjUOEitjISUa2apl7rGIYPt3ZxnTR4meHk4ioqitzhRSnaZnlkduKZ_7fNBJk-ExOArfSSE-mV3EoHW8sYBTfxVrNpnfsQHYl/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></a></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5z15PIgOZRr9hw1Oe-WTV-IDOVr0PAhFz2D-4SCV1y3mnjUOEitjISUa2apl7rGIYPt3ZxnTR4meHk4ioqitzhRSnaZnlkduKZ_7fNBJk-ExOArfSSE-mV3EoHW8sYBTfxVrNpnfsQHYl/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></a></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5z15PIgOZRr9hw1Oe-WTV-IDOVr0PAhFz2D-4SCV1y3mnjUOEitjISUa2apl7rGIYPt3ZxnTR4meHk4ioqitzhRSnaZnlkduKZ_7fNBJk-ExOArfSSE-mV3EoHW8sYBTfxVrNpnfsQHYl/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122792954104471586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5z15PIgOZRr9hw1Oe-WTV-IDOVr0PAhFz2D-4SCV1y3mnjUOEitjISUa2apl7rGIYPt3ZxnTR4meHk4ioqitzhRSnaZnlkduKZ_7fNBJk-ExOArfSSE-mV3EoHW8sYBTfxVrNpnfsQHYl/s320/DSC00514.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5z15PIgOZRr9hw1Oe-WTV-IDOVr0PAhFz2D-4SCV1y3mnjUOEitjISUa2apl7rGIYPt3ZxnTR4meHk4ioqitzhRSnaZnlkduKZ_7fNBJk-ExOArfSSE-mV3EoHW8sYBTfxVrNpnfsQHYl/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5z15PIgOZRr9hw1Oe-WTV-IDOVr0PAhFz2D-4SCV1y3mnjUOEitjISUa2apl7rGIYPt3ZxnTR4meHk4ioqitzhRSnaZnlkduKZ_7fNBJk-ExOArfSSE-mV3EoHW8sYBTfxVrNpnfsQHYl/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></a></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">Here is a fun shot with Delaney's team members after they finished their game. Cute little girls. </span></p>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-76071834244379331202007-10-04T07:14:00.000-07:002007-10-04T10:58:19.352-07:00Delaney Vest's Baptism and Confirmation into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk1o9hVywh_Y0Y9qXPqMviXvfTlgYuGjpDbzmofDwth1SxHkTnXqpV0mzT23YOmcJY5xAXnVvlvoP6yuUWZhLAogtz0UFSa1lDn2V9h6h1G5Hn-anejGol1qLedqDTb56GVjroO4cK1Ekg/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117512120015347554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" height="208" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk1o9hVywh_Y0Y9qXPqMviXvfTlgYuGjpDbzmofDwth1SxHkTnXqpV0mzT23YOmcJY5xAXnVvlvoP6yuUWZhLAogtz0UFSa1lDn2V9h6h1G5Hn-anejGol1qLedqDTb56GVjroO4cK1Ekg/s320/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+006.jpg" width="168" border="0" /></a> This past weekend we had the opportunity of traveling to St. George to witness the baptism of our granddaughter Delaney Vest. Delaney turned 8 on September 20th, 2007. What a beautiful young lady she was as she entered the waters of baptism. Delaney was baptized and confirmed by her father Scott in the Morningside Ward. The baptism program was presented by the stake with a talk about baptism and a talk on the Holy Ghost given by Delaney's Grandpa Billy. Grandpa compared the Holy Ghost to the warmth of a blanket protecting us from the cold in the winter time. Just as the warm blanket makes us feel warm and protected, the Holy Ghost can help us feel warm and protected also. When we seek the companionship of the Holy Ghost, it will give us a warm loving feeling and we will feel safe knowing that we have someone with us to protect, guide and help us all of the time. The children then sang a song together entitled "I Know That Jesus Lives." Three of the children were from the Morningside Ward, Delaney, Chastin and David. The children were then confirmed members of the church and welcomed into the ward by the primary presidency and bishopric.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyszdqwIZ05DIjK3N4JeLNZ7IAXMckrrbglSvCbcNQ-h3sEdV6-7W2K4CdSDZCtVjdoI9BMTJ8f0i7YsL-5rOVKAtpEQE9aJVnyFX0zv2wlOdIAcWUz9UUENHfvMsoFPWpJDDWnDMXX9L7/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+001.jpg"></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyszdqwIZ05DIjK3N4JeLNZ7IAXMckrrbglSvCbcNQ-h3sEdV6-7W2K4CdSDZCtVjdoI9BMTJ8f0i7YsL-5rOVKAtpEQE9aJVnyFX0zv2wlOdIAcWUz9UUENHfvMsoFPWpJDDWnDMXX9L7/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+001.jpg"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyszdqwIZ05DIjK3N4JeLNZ7IAXMckrrbglSvCbcNQ-h3sEdV6-7W2K4CdSDZCtVjdoI9BMTJ8f0i7YsL-5rOVKAtpEQE9aJVnyFX0zv2wlOdIAcWUz9UUENHfvMsoFPWpJDDWnDMXX9L7/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117515684838203250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyszdqwIZ05DIjK3N4JeLNZ7IAXMckrrbglSvCbcNQ-h3sEdV6-7W2K4CdSDZCtVjdoI9BMTJ8f0i7YsL-5rOVKAtpEQE9aJVnyFX0zv2wlOdIAcWUz9UUENHfvMsoFPWpJDDWnDMXX9L7/s320/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p> </p><p>After the baptism we all gathered together for a family picture. Katie, Bud with Porter, Grammy Sharon with Dakota, Grandpa Ed, Ryan, Craig, Erin, Brielle, Scott with Boston, Annette, Grandpa Billy, Grandma Rowene and Emily. In front is Cooper, Baylee, Delaney and McKenzie. Missing from the picture due to Cub Scout committments were Wade and Sara.<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyszdqwIZ05DIjK3N4JeLNZ7IAXMckrrbglSvCbcNQ-h3sEdV6-7W2K4CdSDZCtVjdoI9BMTJ8f0i7YsL-5rOVKAtpEQE9aJVnyFX0zv2wlOdIAcWUz9UUENHfvMsoFPWpJDDWnDMXX9L7/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+001.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyszdqwIZ05DIjK3N4JeLNZ7IAXMckrrbglSvCbcNQ-h3sEdV6-7W2K4CdSDZCtVjdoI9BMTJ8f0i7YsL-5rOVKAtpEQE9aJVnyFX0zv2wlOdIAcWUz9UUENHfvMsoFPWpJDDWnDMXX9L7/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+001.jpg"></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyszdqwIZ05DIjK3N4JeLNZ7IAXMckrrbglSvCbcNQ-h3sEdV6-7W2K4CdSDZCtVjdoI9BMTJ8f0i7YsL-5rOVKAtpEQE9aJVnyFX0zv2wlOdIAcWUz9UUENHfvMsoFPWpJDDWnDMXX9L7/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+001.jpg"></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyszdqwIZ05DIjK3N4JeLNZ7IAXMckrrbglSvCbcNQ-h3sEdV6-7W2K4CdSDZCtVjdoI9BMTJ8f0i7YsL-5rOVKAtpEQE9aJVnyFX0zv2wlOdIAcWUz9UUENHfvMsoFPWpJDDWnDMXX9L7/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+001.jpg"></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyszdqwIZ05DIjK3N4JeLNZ7IAXMckrrbglSvCbcNQ-h3sEdV6-7W2K4CdSDZCtVjdoI9BMTJ8f0i7YsL-5rOVKAtpEQE9aJVnyFX0zv2wlOdIAcWUz9UUENHfvMsoFPWpJDDWnDMXX9L7/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+001.jpg"></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyszdqwIZ05DIjK3N4JeLNZ7IAXMckrrbglSvCbcNQ-h3sEdV6-7W2K4CdSDZCtVjdoI9BMTJ8f0i7YsL-5rOVKAtpEQE9aJVnyFX0zv2wlOdIAcWUz9UUENHfvMsoFPWpJDDWnDMXX9L7/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+001.jpg"></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyszdqwIZ05DIjK3N4JeLNZ7IAXMckrrbglSvCbcNQ-h3sEdV6-7W2K4CdSDZCtVjdoI9BMTJ8f0i7YsL-5rOVKAtpEQE9aJVnyFX0zv2wlOdIAcWUz9UUENHfvMsoFPWpJDDWnDMXX9L7/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+001.jpg"></a></div><div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBQyjaDu4KTt8rJzw53wLc5oVk49DxQST9S73GjqMeGG0tkqVW3B8CDsRHbwOLeEo8bkuuxzVvJH1Ar5yRWXMaL1jkLenLY0UZQIIrEB8QcMNP3kuzlgaGtz6Qr6px4DM36-3PDYLvjAkJ/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117518309063221138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBQyjaDu4KTt8rJzw53wLc5oVk49DxQST9S73GjqMeGG0tkqVW3B8CDsRHbwOLeEo8bkuuxzVvJH1Ar5yRWXMaL1jkLenLY0UZQIIrEB8QcMNP3kuzlgaGtz6Qr6px4DM36-3PDYLvjAkJ/s320/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+003.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>Next we were off to the soccer game of Cooper held on the college field. Cooper and his buddies were so fun to watch. Cooper and his friend Luke made several goalies and most importantly they were made through assistance from one another. </div><div> </div><div>After the game we went back to Scott and Annette's for a wonderful lunch prepared by Scott and Annette (Cafe Rio) . It was fun to visit with the Bodily's again as we enjoyed the wonderful meal and yummy desserts of chocoate pudding bundt cake and brownies. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF98Fs1zY-CDcZOX7ZejN4p9JMW0BBdxs4x7Ob_suoZ7rEKez3FVTT72wm_6xriLYtKWPX6-ei5jIAtymDU7y8KRUJcTxESFf1vaJS5zizVWnNNWqupfQ8OsJXARU2y0NyOM100HLzNCj_/s1600-h/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117518845934133170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF98Fs1zY-CDcZOX7ZejN4p9JMW0BBdxs4x7Ob_suoZ7rEKez3FVTT72wm_6xriLYtKWPX6-ei5jIAtymDU7y8KRUJcTxESFf1vaJS5zizVWnNNWqupfQ8OsJXARU2y0NyOM100HLzNCj_/s320/Delaney's+Baptism+pictures+011.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>Thanks Delaney for allowing us to be a part of this wonderful blessing. We're so proud of your decision at such an important time in your life. </div><div> </div><div>We love you!</div></div>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3975481292278860991.post-2760606473888599362007-09-17T20:46:00.000-07:002007-09-20T19:00:46.475-07:00Bill and Rowene Vest Family Reunion 2007<div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWQxabGsHRWHz5ic0u8D__3j0vZkI_-6YAOZeDr8xr6Z90ml3D8nouWymjT81Mx4uIA7WYeo8jarvqq7k3mO5N4xZnAEUKprtgxVBIpySUOaTf6TwkKuqR73Z_EhKpt1CIX86-JqZ_l_ok/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112467672336260914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWQxabGsHRWHz5ic0u8D__3j0vZkI_-6YAOZeDr8xr6Z90ml3D8nouWymjT81Mx4uIA7WYeo8jarvqq7k3mO5N4xZnAEUKprtgxVBIpySUOaTf6TwkKuqR73Z_EhKpt1CIX86-JqZ_l_ok/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+045.jpg" border="0" /></a> On September 14th, 15th and 16th we celebrated our 6th annual Bill and Rowene Vest Family Reunion. Previously we have vacationed in San Diego, KOA in Nephi, Vest Family Home, Priest Lake, Vest Family Home, Pine Valley Cabin and this year at Scott and Annette's and Wade and Sara's home and the Abbey Inn in St. George. Our pictures speak for themselves as we enjoyed being together again.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><div></div><div>This is one of our favorite places in St. George. </div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjtA36SAyJmmrUNWmylGdN5tEAv8SNC8RgBUF4B7sB6hrmqPjPKnTfkzFxxb-_tVXcE3RAqHr511BWz6RNk_nQDm6WAskE2AZWqJxY7vurRGCo2BcKCrHMoIWp9ZQrgZYYS54XRIGT0kFq/s1600-h/ChadVest+Family+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112457128191549138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjtA36SAyJmmrUNWmylGdN5tEAv8SNC8RgBUF4B7sB6hrmqPjPKnTfkzFxxb-_tVXcE3RAqHr511BWz6RNk_nQDm6WAskE2AZWqJxY7vurRGCo2BcKCrHMoIWp9ZQrgZYYS54XRIGT0kFq/s320/ChadVest+Family+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf1Fl3aQ49tPqspJRuyqp9BXxtdVd4UMcPK8Yjr7LTbztcxzFz0nfV6E6Xq_Jll5xZOrLDZLgrJp0mbTpfYaGS1MwP-txHKKT7und83f81aN39HRWmEOfn0302AqYjqvxTcIowcoO4sZsx/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112447047903305186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf1Fl3aQ49tPqspJRuyqp9BXxtdVd4UMcPK8Yjr7LTbztcxzFz0nfV6E6Xq_Jll5xZOrLDZLgrJp0mbTpfYaGS1MwP-txHKKT7und83f81aN39HRWmEOfn0302AqYjqvxTcIowcoO4sZsx/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>We began our reunion on Friday morning by eating a wonderful breakfast at the Abbey Inn then going for a swim in the pool. We enjoyed having the pool to ourselves as we dawned our swim gear, intertubes, boats, flotation devices and floaties for our peace of mind and safety. We had goggles and snorkles to boot for all of the young avid swimmers. We had some fun contests where the competition was stiff. The most graceful jump into the pool was by Wade as he hiked his trunks up high and jumped in like a dork. McKenzie won the contest for the best Charpae from High School Musical 2, Brynn for the prettiest and Spencer for the spinning entrance. It was a fun time to laugh and let our hair down.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2G_aLfS7fOvB6Fe8M7qgdBCmKm6gMz1LglTfd2lnjzRZrzPW26RQkQ3SK4OMj8n-GEDlzp9AO_ENIICNgKU2IoeebVvzl288LzCgxD6n6rAjlBOpDU7AYu9Z76pTiP29DG8NluNX4dib7/s1600-h/Making+mrshmallow+shooters+07+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112447412975525362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2G_aLfS7fOvB6Fe8M7qgdBCmKm6gMz1LglTfd2lnjzRZrzPW26RQkQ3SK4OMj8n-GEDlzp9AO_ENIICNgKU2IoeebVvzl288LzCgxD6n6rAjlBOpDU7AYu9Z76pTiP29DG8NluNX4dib7/s320/Making+mrshmallow+shooters+07+008.jpg" border="0" /></a> We then went to Scott and Annette's home where Jenn, Chad provided all of the supplies for each of the families to make their own marshmallow shooters.<br /></div><div>While the children were making their shooters Annette pulled out the arts and craft project where the kids created their own designs out of brightly colored beads. After creating their masterpeice Annette and McKenzie pressed the design with a hot iron to set the design in place.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid1yHSTGbGMvzLSswkzX4w0NwKhl4kOEdEoGJlN02ZFp9YXwEWgwWeCEvalzf7zjGy1ZwypZxbScAZfYmHEpSc6uPaBOQmaDPRy-ukQwWcT4AtVO6NFg9XjPjsvtgbDJU3DiQ4nLYnA6Gz/s1600-h/Craft+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112470004503502674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid1yHSTGbGMvzLSswkzX4w0NwKhl4kOEdEoGJlN02ZFp9YXwEWgwWeCEvalzf7zjGy1ZwypZxbScAZfYmHEpSc6uPaBOQmaDPRy-ukQwWcT4AtVO6NFg9XjPjsvtgbDJU3DiQ4nLYnA6Gz/s320/Craft+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEGyhRfDe4x1jkJ8oHfOVGqfNB-ETVXPOQgxWn645iKo050JszEe75y30BpD5kakRd0YZ9AgX_UetF-GditjQfjXYrb2BsDduW4jo4A0WcUVRBEkysHAt4QuzrqFtTMO1QgLqk_UXIDfzW/s1600-h/Craft+007.jpg"></a></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div>They made some beautiful designs. We then all went back to our rooms for a rest to get ready for the grandchildren to have their pictures taken. Annette had purchased cream colored polo shirts for the little boys and cream tops for the girls that were adorable. The color scheme was perfect! </div><div>Thanks Annette for the color coordination. Great Job!!! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSmhqvu80isqD2421dDJ3T8mipEZfMzvqiIv8nR2VJ-Kwa2JuowNQTTY-kBA9cv9HgKosNVUTluPLd6ZNakbttHniOFfFzVByHB0wjjozSPUX8jMEinUM2vUG-1_gEGVUkpGg7pEjctFLE/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112467144055283490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSmhqvu80isqD2421dDJ3T8mipEZfMzvqiIv8nR2VJ-Kwa2JuowNQTTY-kBA9cv9HgKosNVUTluPLd6ZNakbttHniOFfFzVByHB0wjjozSPUX8jMEinUM2vUG-1_gEGVUkpGg7pEjctFLE/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+012.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg71Yl3C_7Ds2qMQHxdu3t8ADpinJgF8yNbt8Rvw1D1COeoYTGMxIwEb0nT2PuO2OCDI4ednWcFaYIKYbnjLErN_jAjLGIol5kiHVGP2f7-uINKn1XObKTYHeeApsY5IPm1G2r8s0fsuvSY/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112458837588532962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg71Yl3C_7Ds2qMQHxdu3t8ADpinJgF8yNbt8Rvw1D1COeoYTGMxIwEb0nT2PuO2OCDI4ednWcFaYIKYbnjLErN_jAjLGIol5kiHVGP2f7-uINKn1XObKTYHeeApsY5IPm1G2r8s0fsuvSY/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+020.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /></div><div></div><br /><div>At 6:00 pm we met in the grassy area behind Pizza Factory where we met a photographer named Ashlee. The little boys struggled with the picture but even though it was a difficult task they looked so cute. Later the girls had their picture taken together and we got some cute shots. Wade and Chad then went to Cafe Rio to pick up our dinner and we went to Cox Park in St. George for a picnic. It was yummy.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibTgirZDMxlkMRiuDgcMO_QzzlQA4JYnxzUHlHK_CK25hhbBPL5eSkL9ebs5BvV0da-IRpeIHw7288KtJGnS_Q1Ckk7zbeeqX210Xu6aPqYibvj3Vr8rqU6ZHDKcq-JVBBFTINfe4gr0D2/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112459365869510386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibTgirZDMxlkMRiuDgcMO_QzzlQA4JYnxzUHlHK_CK25hhbBPL5eSkL9ebs5BvV0da-IRpeIHw7288KtJGnS_Q1Ckk7zbeeqX210Xu6aPqYibvj3Vr8rqU6ZHDKcq-JVBBFTINfe4gr0D2/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+016.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div><div>We then traveled quickly to Tuacahn to attend the outdoor show of Cinderella. It was the Rodgers and Hammerstein version and was really entertaining. The night was not too hot as St. George can be in September. It was a lovely evening. On the way home Brynn, Delaney and Abbey commented that their favorite part was the wedding(Delaney and Brynn) and when they kissed (Abby). We all chuckled at their favorite scenes. Then Grandpa kissed Grandma and </div><div>WOW did they ever laugh!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRb9rCmvGzYgdg91p0e_l1TlKazoTZOlJXt6TDHRbi0d1M0Ud4TmjWuAzl4oKuHlyWHA8GfW0ztGh4lun-3mmZOBoeWERO8TmKjQceFqmIMsopxqSnSEbeCJkyNPGAN4e3uqqvR1NBQk3U/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112449835337080354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRb9rCmvGzYgdg91p0e_l1TlKazoTZOlJXt6TDHRbi0d1M0Ud4TmjWuAzl4oKuHlyWHA8GfW0ztGh4lun-3mmZOBoeWERO8TmKjQceFqmIMsopxqSnSEbeCJkyNPGAN4e3uqqvR1NBQk3U/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+023.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Saturday we woke up early and after a hearty breakfast of Belgium waffles, eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, fresh fruit, juices and yogurt we traveled to the Red Rock above St. George for our family hike. Cooper was brave as he with the help of Wader climbed the steep red rocks of St. George. It was a very war<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjehhYMTiM3TR179w2Ce-yJ31Yz1ZVv38B5uo-Zv6MPEuGQRwRuWeTebLfeRTOvVgRCQHOrFRnzvBQKhsxSuj0t7YHq75rUhFbhQuTUJtPwvcJ0nnljSZ1-LwMiT_N00zPdMpkxwQShHz8Q/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112453425929739890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjehhYMTiM3TR179w2Ce-yJ31Yz1ZVv38B5uo-Zv6MPEuGQRwRuWeTebLfeRTOvVgRCQHOrFRnzvBQKhsxSuj0t7YHq75rUhFbhQuTUJtPwvcJ0nnljSZ1-LwMiT_N00zPdMpkxwQShHz8Q/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+058.jpg" border="0" /></a>m day but a great little hike for the fam. Spencer and McKenzie were super troopers as they lead the way through the narrows. We were more than ready for the pool when we finished our hike.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEissxIrDSBYomf7aGEDBfX5qmQtV08txP5OP8czUkx7h0j1KgCzF6-iUwcwYMRnGtk8rO5qd69J8cgHhVCNAHok1lFRt21AFxqnFC8a0vAZ_e55waue_DWTEUTJbbkI0Sxt9D6zMno49r-x/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112452416612425298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEissxIrDSBYomf7aGEDBfX5qmQtV08txP5OP8czUkx7h0j1KgCzF6-iUwcwYMRnGtk8rO5qd69J8cgHhVCNAHok1lFRt21AFxqnFC8a0vAZ_e55waue_DWTEUTJbbkI0Sxt9D6zMno49r-x/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+025.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>The kids had another day of fun, fun, fun as they played and played in the pool. Brynn's favorite trick was blowing air down her swim suit until her whole suit made her look like a human marshmallow. It was so fun to see her belly laugh at how funny she was. </div><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1PleUSF6xKF0WDpM-nOpIcmJFRAGkBMM4-gBvwOpQeK7FXLusxCgMsSik1q3DAHMsFAqgPlmScvmnfWxlr-P82Iyvez10o79AAbYwsvnVx7GWIKecR3obIOldMDbf7hJYq-ffRdU3dPeZ/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112453005022944866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1PleUSF6xKF0WDpM-nOpIcmJFRAGkBMM4-gBvwOpQeK7FXLusxCgMsSik1q3DAHMsFAqgPlmScvmnfWxlr-P82Iyvez10o79AAbYwsvnVx7GWIKecR3obIOldMDbf7hJYq-ffRdU3dPeZ/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+039.jpg" border="0" /></a>Abby geared up with all of the swimming paraphenalia that she could find and used it however she chose.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAGcjx0rwVPqNHSH2ORmYzB6i15bxz0Pyc-3ovTkmbPOR9qgFAyAUwJE9m49AgXih3erHo_Zb-2zhYyKDQvl66uXIcmbndwbn0GdVTSQeg0TEsrnb-DAFkvco3rMTXbsbv1KThVw0R6jhf/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112454164664114818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAGcjx0rwVPqNHSH2ORmYzB6i15bxz0Pyc-3ovTkmbPOR9qgFAyAUwJE9m49AgXih3erHo_Zb-2zhYyKDQvl66uXIcmbndwbn0GdVTSQeg0TEsrnb-DAFkvco3rMTXbsbv1KThVw0R6jhf/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+032.jpg" border="0" /></a> Next we went back home for a rest and then to Scott and Annette's for a barbecue, games and visiting. Grandpa, McKenzie and Taylor (McKenzie's friend) filled a couple hundred balloons up with water for all of the children in the family to take turns aiming and firing at various targets. A couple went into the neighbors yard were the neighbor children quickly noticed and came to join us. It was so much fun. A definite game to play again next year. Another game we played was with a huge parachute. Amy used her teaching skills to teach us quickly how to make our own family balloon inside the parachute. It was a fun activity for everyone to participate in no matter what age.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVzD2QOR6hdJI4KGztyimj4U7UNlNthQ2-Q_PcYKO6ZN_BCqAWRQfyeAErQpRKC_Akl2cG-ggpdYNOSlmGPuqU3P9fX3Rqu_1o9_unpTkl43uCtADei0OHqXnO7yXYt45rKpnmL-LcBm6S/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112455659312733858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVzD2QOR6hdJI4KGztyimj4U7UNlNthQ2-Q_PcYKO6ZN_BCqAWRQfyeAErQpRKC_Akl2cG-ggpdYNOSlmGPuqU3P9fX3Rqu_1o9_unpTkl43uCtADei0OHqXnO7yXYt45rKpnmL-LcBm6S/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+041.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZPpT4-7x4sfOwAWQawGhT1ZG_5W9ritzROSB8XjdASVCdMFsgUOs5OtoF-5cmPiHnJ_7n_OLFiHeylxlhFpEAb-KZorx-MYl2iYH3befNKiaTu4xsVTb8QUxNYDjKLVl7f5tg5UiuO7Im/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112462123238514450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZPpT4-7x4sfOwAWQawGhT1ZG_5W9ritzROSB8XjdASVCdMFsgUOs5OtoF-5cmPiHnJ_7n_OLFiHeylxlhFpEAb-KZorx-MYl2iYH3befNKiaTu4xsVTb8QUxNYDjKLVl7f5tg5UiuO7Im/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div><br /><div></div><div>After visiting together and playing games the men and boys in the family went to the neighbors to watch the BYU vs. Tulsa football game while the girls visited and Annette gave pedicures to the girls. Later we went upstairs to watch the end of the movie Cinderella Story. It was a really fun evening as we treated ourselves to a yummy serving of ice cream. We retired to our rooms for a good nights sleep.</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div>Early Sunday morning we woke up and Grandpa went to Scott and Annette's to see who would like to come and join us for a hearty breakfast. While they were all enjoying their breakfast we received a call from Amy Joe saying Abby brought it to her attention that she must call Grandpa commenting "Grandpa forgot your youngest daughter for breakfast." Where does she think of those comments? </div><div></div><br /><div>We attended church as a family at Wade and Sara's ward. They have a wonderful ward. The children were very reverent and After sacrament meeting we went back to Scott and Annette's for pulled pork and salads and fresh salsa and fresh fruit. It was so yummy! Scott and Annette fixed our meal with the help of several other family members. </div><div></div><div> </div><div>Sunday afternoon was spent visiting and relaxing at Scott and Annette's. Emily and her friend Chris had fun entertaining the kids as well as we adults. </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPJIwqNgF6qvZIKWLPIYVkKmvcZffq1i0qOBEvMemqg2ypO7xxBsL5Wuy3KQbmNP4IQikbNeIYh1Muz-ZMs7IN5I7aS5UxhLNDQWv_hjUMyJ_GUAsDpW_iP_iuUfdex7G5v8IehHTFK7Tn/s1600-h/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112469544942001986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPJIwqNgF6qvZIKWLPIYVkKmvcZffq1i0qOBEvMemqg2ypO7xxBsL5Wuy3KQbmNP4IQikbNeIYh1Muz-ZMs7IN5I7aS5UxhLNDQWv_hjUMyJ_GUAsDpW_iP_iuUfdex7G5v8IehHTFK7Tn/s320/Vest+Family+Reunion+2007+051.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div></div><div>Slowly one by one the family began giving our hugs and saying our good-byes and heading for our various destinations. It was strange having Amy go home the other direction to Woodland. What a wonderful weekend. It could not have been any better except to have Joe be able to join us. We missed you Joe! Families are the best! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Bill and Rowene Vesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13992122776064901403noreply@blogger.com4