tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59622300037954749372024-03-05T18:25:09.368-08:00The Steele FamilyThe Steele Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18006350181778472127noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962230003795474937.post-79714801903121069672010-04-21T17:25:00.000-07:002010-04-21T17:35:00.336-07:00April 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3DlQlvVvJmywt_t_tK3RQnHBVm7mCA-71jQLzj0nslwwv2S0er74CL8fNPlWVolBOT8WAIHlAHbEuYnsQaCMKyi27v1kyH0judwbRUk84QPXXJ8CxtGMW-9xEv_ru8OszG1O9sD1MGHK8/s1600/c4083189-5145-47a7-91f5-1541c27ebd8bw.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3DlQlvVvJmywt_t_tK3RQnHBVm7mCA-71jQLzj0nslwwv2S0er74CL8fNPlWVolBOT8WAIHlAHbEuYnsQaCMKyi27v1kyH0judwbRUk84QPXXJ8CxtGMW-9xEv_ru8OszG1O9sD1MGHK8/s320/c4083189-5145-47a7-91f5-1541c27ebd8bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462753546641506850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5G7Y0YTDDmKGBvB9dRDmMbRGZjd5uIBhLw7ZD8FI5Qcmi3xCj5rhLt1IrcjENF0stUAdH9tlEHxsnje7NcVLE27-Snf1f8TPuCsN-1CeApTnmnrJNAKmeQWe8c3e1D7pDDKTyZrmcEIXB/s1600/d1dd4c38-7785-4cfb-a603-597a01164dd1w.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 312px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5G7Y0YTDDmKGBvB9dRDmMbRGZjd5uIBhLw7ZD8FI5Qcmi3xCj5rhLt1IrcjENF0stUAdH9tlEHxsnje7NcVLE27-Snf1f8TPuCsN-1CeApTnmnrJNAKmeQWe8c3e1D7pDDKTyZrmcEIXB/s320/d1dd4c38-7785-4cfb-a603-597a01164dd1w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462753541421471106" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlmNG4byo3i-PSPFQpv3aTEIBYQxZiJ-m1JTRw2qUApEXvCxId0zoaARauN-3Pv1FDI6AWky5zCIVhTAZEsSc82XKKDs5e-NTaiHEA-hBtY5UPY67dC7d44IeKykSCRHItcS4oi8zwoPs/s1600/4907734f-80b4-496c-a652-239af0fe8bf9w.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlmNG4byo3i-PSPFQpv3aTEIBYQxZiJ-m1JTRw2qUApEXvCxId0zoaARauN-3Pv1FDI6AWky5zCIVhTAZEsSc82XKKDs5e-NTaiHEA-hBtY5UPY67dC7d44IeKykSCRHItcS4oi8zwoPs/s320/4907734f-80b4-496c-a652-239af0fe8bf9w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462753533587561890" border="0" /></a><br />Birthdays have come and gone for the Steele Family. Kirk is fourteen and was ordained to the office of a Teacher at Church. He is growing so tall. He has grown about 9 inches since school started. I know he secretly is excited to be taller than Mom. We went to Universal Studios for his birthday. He had his best friend, Katie, along. We all had a blast. I think I am getting too old to be on the roller coasters. Jordan was able to go on one of the "big kid" roller coaster with Kirk and he was excited!!!!<br /><br />Recently, I turned 40. I have mixed emotions about this age. Can it be true? 40--really? I am excited about my life. I love my husband, my three children, and my career. I love being in Primary and being around the children. I love that we are busy, but would love to take a time out. Let's see how the next 40 years go!!<br /><br />Here are some pictures of our two youngest ones. Kirk went to a Dodger game at the last minute. The ticket came with all you can eat......and he ate all that he could!! Thank you Katie----I am glad you and Kirk are friends.<br /><br />I love our Family!!!The Steele Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18006350181778472127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962230003795474937.post-7218790011667941282009-10-18T19:39:00.000-07:002009-10-18T19:43:03.357-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis84_HEPMFvBz1ykwr6dzg93oej9qPuk1WJoeeQ-LU5LWwGI4XeRZBlRmEZE_rO_ln-EvII8U9QdiN9XztvgbYck4Tn0UsbemHTx2Xs6gv0BxAerfiqVSaINXYzkmBF1tsw9zdWkt6jsnY/s1600-h/029.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394135918612255474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis84_HEPMFvBz1ykwr6dzg93oej9qPuk1WJoeeQ-LU5LWwGI4XeRZBlRmEZE_rO_ln-EvII8U9QdiN9XztvgbYck4Tn0UsbemHTx2Xs6gv0BxAerfiqVSaINXYzkmBF1tsw9zdWkt6jsnY/s320/029.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia1RoOz9PLu5hsNEscjEcjG91oBl0Vj7rFv5et_eKnw8oI-gz7RZ88LjSEM0szutlJegxiXL02XzIgriqaU9h6SjDSCbBONdjvB3u3RifaYIXs0N07DLPVkhfkljCXWrEp9fkFJHojKdX8/s1600-h/015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394135902153969730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia1RoOz9PLu5hsNEscjEcjG91oBl0Vj7rFv5et_eKnw8oI-gz7RZ88LjSEM0szutlJegxiXL02XzIgriqaU9h6SjDSCbBONdjvB3u3RifaYIXs0N07DLPVkhfkljCXWrEp9fkFJHojKdX8/s320/015.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCzJ2DkAyJtw7V0J7blfS0wCBRwekJkVZol4pUQHSVq7Kym7fo4b98WIrHXma32DUVQR5FK6eKEszmmQZhfCYZCUT0Oa6zjEr7csPfTEuWw7FzE3mGCC4eByJ4K9rO2rsS6lFnT8a55GUA/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394135891603980722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCzJ2DkAyJtw7V0J7blfS0wCBRwekJkVZol4pUQHSVq7Kym7fo4b98WIrHXma32DUVQR5FK6eKEszmmQZhfCYZCUT0Oa6zjEr7csPfTEuWw7FzE3mGCC4eByJ4K9rO2rsS6lFnT8a55GUA/s320/019.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3IXCJvyXn3vFAgqDRl_Xb8Xek2XDOsLLFFJHhWnVnj4hZs1b9j9jvXQwt6DZ63VmY0sXMnHThr1i0u2AM2EVpXNEMWtFMBvZcqU2Pk9utt6i6vGDtva6RlrQTbB-TiSZT9-6pY_ioZlBw/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394135883172418450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3IXCJvyXn3vFAgqDRl_Xb8Xek2XDOsLLFFJHhWnVnj4hZs1b9j9jvXQwt6DZ63VmY0sXMnHThr1i0u2AM2EVpXNEMWtFMBvZcqU2Pk9utt6i6vGDtva6RlrQTbB-TiSZT9-6pY_ioZlBw/s320/007.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>The Steele Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18006350181778472127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962230003795474937.post-3178330395184735812009-10-18T19:36:00.000-07:002009-10-18T19:38:53.095-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmXGeJQT3a6L1382kMmo5bdH8DJlfs0u8e53kKs7cFGRGuhH_KYaS0TLpOPPGJiCQvgDpOy7oTzlMGuPIdoDwNqK-XbyoKnZQIBgHH8M3CBWb0aUHJw65aElYAB4UzLH8ipj1Y7891CSBR/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394134678811007842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmXGeJQT3a6L1382kMmo5bdH8DJlfs0u8e53kKs7cFGRGuhH_KYaS0TLpOPPGJiCQvgDpOy7oTzlMGuPIdoDwNqK-XbyoKnZQIBgHH8M3CBWb0aUHJw65aElYAB4UzLH8ipj1Y7891CSBR/s320/001.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div>The Steele Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18006350181778472127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962230003795474937.post-86637795024472987332009-09-20T21:30:00.000-07:002009-09-21T07:20:45.139-07:00<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiROpip5I8WuWPquOTw1t_2dK7eod0OzmTE3prfP_q3dpQZ7QaNZATebPaRsJp002Pn5oNQQJm7QhHkhLXiQUrcZoFK9_I3mFsJw3pY5TF-ZO1MBsyRVXL6TvRAtpRIRoBbwShiHBbfIV13/s1600-h/048.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383774379732733010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiROpip5I8WuWPquOTw1t_2dK7eod0OzmTE3prfP_q3dpQZ7QaNZATebPaRsJp002Pn5oNQQJm7QhHkhLXiQUrcZoFK9_I3mFsJw3pY5TF-ZO1MBsyRVXL6TvRAtpRIRoBbwShiHBbfIV13/s320/048.JPG" /></a> Here is a picture of Emily Sue. She loves hats. She loves being a girl, but doesn't hesitate to let the boys when she is upset.She loves playing with dolls, sliding down the slides, climbing up and down things and loves her daddy. She will cuddle with her daddy anytime and anyplace. She is very tall and beautiful. Jim and I can't believe that she will be two years old on October 2<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">nd</span>.</div><div align="left">When Emily was born, my mom said that she was a "miracle". She was right. She can scream a scream that will drive mommy crazy. She also has a smile that will make you melt. Today, she finally said Uncle Jeremy's name. I don't know who was more excited: Uncle Jeremy or Mommy. She loves her family. She loves to greet everyone and will say hello and goodbye until she is content. We love her and her beautiful smile!<br /></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixC1QEPjC06d5IC0saSkoAP-b5Ay85PxTW-o4SP3jNBofVclnoYApr8d3im3Q6IZWQCY7kxbB06b77tBAFiIRj7XfvgTc6TpOWN44EWcjgpykSsU0JOjQILfOlDIJhRIyyw_rSkr9Bb9O2/s1600-h/049.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383774377584124066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixC1QEPjC06d5IC0saSkoAP-b5Ay85PxTW-o4SP3jNBofVclnoYApr8d3im3Q6IZWQCY7kxbB06b77tBAFiIRj7XfvgTc6TpOWN44EWcjgpykSsU0JOjQILfOlDIJhRIyyw_rSkr9Bb9O2/s320/049.JPG" /></a>Kirk is in the eighth grade. Jim and I are having difficulty with our oldest boy growing up. He is excited to be back in school. He loves his classes, his friends, and teachers. He is becoming a good young man and a great example to his brother and sister. Kirk was able to attend Scout Camp in New Mexico. He loved it. He loves being a scout. He was able to shoot arrows, guns, and ride horses. He is our little cowboy. He has grown 9 inches in 8 months. He is know 5 foot 9 inches. He is also wearing a size 13 in shoes..... Jim and I will have to buy stock in Nike- quick. He also has had his share of "accidents". The day before camp, he got a cut on his toe. While at camp, the cut became infected. He didn't complain to anyone. When Jim and I saw the cut, he went immediately to Urgent Care. He had a bad infection and had to be on a lot of antibiotics and stay off his foot as much as possible. Then when that healed, he went with the ward to a boating activity. Yep, you are right. He got hurt again. He didn't tell anyone and had a fractured finger. He has been wearing a splint and last week he was able to take the splint off! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yay</span> for Kirk or as Emily would say "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yah</span> Dirk"</div><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80kL7tAneYtRAnDBAzeajgoZTv3kOvJD1X-GD8a7Kq9r_NkTxF0zTu82EFyoHraIZyh663jK0B68XpSamFfecdZzcwlxkkQ6DPQ3Y9548ccOwkm8pYZ6IAizrDQRLIEpLHmNOl5CeL1N9/s1600-h/045.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383774364951503266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80kL7tAneYtRAnDBAzeajgoZTv3kOvJD1X-GD8a7Kq9r_NkTxF0zTu82EFyoHraIZyh663jK0B68XpSamFfecdZzcwlxkkQ6DPQ3Y9548ccOwkm8pYZ6IAizrDQRLIEpLHmNOl5CeL1N9/s320/045.JPG" /></a> On September 14, 2009, Jordan started Preschool. Jim was able to take Jordan to preschool and take a few pictures. Where has the time gone?It just seems like yesterday that I brought him home from the hospital. He is excited to go to Preschool and loves his teacher Miss Sharon. She is great! He was able to play with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">playdough</span> and even made some <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">playdough</span> at home with Emily and Mommy. He loves going to school. He also loves when Grandma Sara-Ann is able to pick him up from school. Then he is able to ride in her new car!!! Very cool. He wants to grow up and be big like Kirk. He loves spending time with Kirk as much as possible. He loves going to the movies with Grandma Sara-Ann, spending time with Papa Shelly, and wrestling with Uncle Jeremy.<br />He loves to call Papa <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Wacaster</span> and ask him when he is coming to his house. He also loves talking to his Auntie Annette. He wants her to visit soon- "when it isn't raining". He told Mommy that soon he will have homework and so we will need to sit at the table just like Kirk. He loves to go places with his daddy. He loves to sit in the van and sing with the radio.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGSEOKUMEqWAkKiLkwHrL3tFsQ8WTHv8tZWKIeRtOm2q4rOod5xT6YMO1BeETrR5qobKx4DIRA81-Og1zWXT7jwBW1ljJDGOPfo4nhKz-dEyEFsRNBiORkTx_ZdG1kTiI1JZBZprdfxEaN/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383774355507493522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGSEOKUMEqWAkKiLkwHrL3tFsQ8WTHv8tZWKIeRtOm2q4rOod5xT6YMO1BeETrR5qobKx4DIRA81-Og1zWXT7jwBW1ljJDGOPfo4nhKz-dEyEFsRNBiORkTx_ZdG1kTiI1JZBZprdfxEaN/s320/001.JPG" /></a><br />Couldn't resist. This is a picture of Emily taking a sip of her first shake. She giggled after she took he first sip and said it made her laugh. She and Jordan love <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mickel</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Donalds</span> .She also loves her daddy.<br /><br /></div>The Steele Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18006350181778472127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962230003795474937.post-65197151669628116442009-07-25T21:05:00.000-07:002009-07-25T21:15:45.874-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0mcL3itQz4rnprruCrRTD-n_8c9i19DBTaoD0FopnW8BsvtQcNl-2Y1bXNbTWBCPAuHabMW-doHvYo3RX9JOe8evWzZYASQSnMobzF36FGiTeIl2HNlfoTCa_awDopf1UGYqMN68cOHtZ/s1600-h/Emily+001.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362615769563150386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0mcL3itQz4rnprruCrRTD-n_8c9i19DBTaoD0FopnW8BsvtQcNl-2Y1bXNbTWBCPAuHabMW-doHvYo3RX9JOe8evWzZYASQSnMobzF36FGiTeIl2HNlfoTCa_awDopf1UGYqMN68cOHtZ/s320/Emily+001.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-pLldRX8grFDuBhlHDptyM9SPC8Id8n7F_GhcubJXdmsxkCJSahyJ0RrS5t2QAu0fSwOuP31IMdyrbotEEhSJBiWEtxMDvejEHDqwbZwXv8T7u9es8fVAl_V5tf2-9O1ZziQ7xWmM5vrZ/s1600-h/Emily+002.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362615764247051474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-pLldRX8grFDuBhlHDptyM9SPC8Id8n7F_GhcubJXdmsxkCJSahyJ0RrS5t2QAu0fSwOuP31IMdyrbotEEhSJBiWEtxMDvejEHDqwbZwXv8T7u9es8fVAl_V5tf2-9O1ZziQ7xWmM5vrZ/s320/Emily+002.JPG" /></a><br />July 25, 2009</div><div> </div><div>Today Kirk left for Boy Scout Camp. The camp is located somewhere in New Mexico. He left around 4: 30 this morning. Emily and Jordan are missing him. Emily calls Kirk "Dirk" and has been looking for Dirk all day. Jordan keeps telling us that Kirk is at camp.</div><div>Can you believe that Jordan is this dark at age 3? He loves going to Papa and Grandma Scherwin's pool. He is a little fish.</div><div>Emily will not be outdone. She is 22 months old and has no fear when it comes to the pool. I wish I could day the same about Mom.</div><div>Well, the house is pretty quiet without Kirk. </div><div>We hope he is at camp. The drive was 16</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihKgGDCPnFjTRa7qb_eBo8yyvto028Oe-8ZZkGFrzO11cwnYhYENm5nJSRgkexBP36ziaCE3X187avC2pqmi5gggAGqIJMwC7kOnIXDaZNh7axWiV_qqEgIidepqt6bW97UPoKKUO0Mt8p/s1600-h/Emily+003.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362615763526809794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihKgGDCPnFjTRa7qb_eBo8yyvto028Oe-8ZZkGFrzO11cwnYhYENm5nJSRgkexBP36ziaCE3X187avC2pqmi5gggAGqIJMwC7kOnIXDaZNh7axWiV_qqEgIidepqt6bW97UPoKKUO0Mt8p/s320/Emily+003.JPG" /></a> hours long. I hope he survived the heat.</div><div> Tonight, Jordan is spending the night with Grandma and Papa. He is excited to spend the night with Uncle Jordan, aka Big Jordan. We know Jordan will have a wonderful time and look forward for Jordan to tell us his overnight adventures.<br /><br /><br /></div><div></div>The Steele Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18006350181778472127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5962230003795474937.post-68608701554798237962009-07-23T22:09:00.001-07:002009-07-23T22:13:37.448-07:00Feeding the Ducks<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJWz0V-vdpd8P1ixhg71CB8DcMRBvN_CVGKGxowsg8TjpRjT-lJqS1ExGSH0jJ9VztbRDCJ9ib-081XXDNuFKVuG0QGvO8kEURvIhNdO5T4QtXjL0FQ8zHQRVkNMnfLYVzIrKSNvSX_xCr/s1600-h/Emily+004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361889721662503522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJWz0V-vdpd8P1ixhg71CB8DcMRBvN_CVGKGxowsg8TjpRjT-lJqS1ExGSH0jJ9VztbRDCJ9ib-081XXDNuFKVuG0QGvO8kEURvIhNdO5T4QtXjL0FQ8zHQRVkNMnfLYVzIrKSNvSX_xCr/s320/Emily+004.JPG" /></a> July 22, 2009<br />Today we went to the Rancho Park in Simi Valley to feed the ducks. I think this is the first time that Emily has fed the ducks. The kids had a blast. Jordan, Emily, and Kirk each had a bag filled with bread. They were able to feed the ducks with bread from their bag. They had a blast. Emily and Jordan even started to cry when we left. They loved feed ing the ducks. One duck ate bread out of Emily's hand. She is not afraid of anything except for naps.<br /><div></div>The Steele Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18006350181778472127noreply@blogger.com0