tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80772341624131696702011-04-21T19:13:35.307-07:00momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04327997592516499623noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077234162413169670.post-81339273448780103142008-10-26T09:03:00.000-07:002008-10-26T09:07:52.637-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5diOPGlZ0Jo/SQSVaB6ULJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m4jwVDjy3Zo/s1600-h/Justus+in+Todd%27%27s+Room.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5diOPGlZ0Jo/SQSVaB6ULJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m4jwVDjy3Zo/s320/Justus+in+Todd%27%27s+Room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261494539097746578" border="0" /></a>My first attempt at putting my pictures on my blog, of course I had Wendy looking over my shoulder. What do you think of this cute little guy? He's not so little any more but still as cute!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077234162413169670-8133927344878010314?l=strolldownlarsonlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04327997592516499623noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8077234162413169670.post-26112705386831305792008-09-28T16:19:00.000-07:002008-09-28T16:40:27.061-07:00This week is a very special week<br /> it is a week of firsts:<br /><br />The<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> first</span> time to write in a Blog ( it may be the last if I can't figure out how to do pictures)<br /><br />The birthday of our <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">first</span> child Tiffany Marie Larson Otterstrom who has grown into a beautiful woman, and is raising a wonderful family with her wonderful husband David.<br /><br />Its also the birthday of my <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">first</span> and only father in law who I consider a Father: David Grant Larson who we all love and miss very much.<br /><br />Its also the <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">first</span> time I have dyed my mothers hair while we were visiting in Tabiona<br /><br />Its my<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> first</span> time I have eaten "Zuchinni Quickie" a recipe in Terris cook book. Thats strange I didn't know "quiche" was pronounced Quickie Terri? <br /><br />Its the<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> first</span> time I have been grocery shopping in a Park City Albertsons. Did you know they sale alot of different stuff in there than the West Valley Albertsons and did you know the prices are cheaper in Park City.<br /><br />My<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> first</span> drive through the mountains this fall to see the amazing colors. I felt like I was traveling through rivers of shimmer.<br /><br />And its the<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> first</span> time on a Computer that I pledge my undying love to my patient wonderful husband, and beat him in saying , did I tell you I love you today.<br /><br />Now that I have written this, now what do I do?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8077234162413169670-2611270538683130579?l=strolldownlarsonlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04327997592516499623noreply@blogger.com12