<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:26:40.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little House Bytheway</title><subtitle type='html'>the goings on that make us who we are</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-5219475142317956426</id><published>2011-03-08T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T08:25:54.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess I've fallen off of the "blogosphere" for a while, and for that, I apologize. But it's not that we've been bored by any means, or that there wasn't anything to report!  Crazy!  Since my last post, we've traveled to Alaska, put the kids back in school, traveled to Canada and the New England Coast, had Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's, a trip to Israel and Jordan, Valentine's, many birthdays in between...It's been a busy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I'll pretend like you and I are just picking up where we left off, like we've chatted on the phone every day between then and now.  Today, rather than posting a bunch of pictures and trying to recapture my life for the last nine months, I'll just sit down and type what's up TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...that's really nothing.  My two little ones are sitting together ON the kitchen table, sharing a bowl of milk (yes, you read that right).  The Honey-nut Cheerios are all gone, and now they are taking turns drinking what's left in the bottom of the bowl.  We got about 6" of snow last night, so the glow from the whiteness outside is making the whole house a little bit lighter.  There are dishes to be done, laundry to fold, carpets to vacuum, and trash to take out.  Maybe I'm stalling, but I prefer to call it blogging. (Not that I'm really saying anything...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there it is.  I'm back.  For right now.  I hope it's not too long before I post again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-5219475142317956426?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5219475142317956426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=5219475142317956426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/5219475142317956426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/5219475142317956426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2011/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-7867045402570539769</id><published>2010-07-28T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T11:14:56.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation!!!</title><content type='html'>Four days after John was sustained as Bishop, we took off for two weeks for a cruise that had been planned for over a year! I think it was hard for John to be away for so long with his new calling weighing heavily, but thanks to amazingly capable counselors and their equally amazing and supportive wives, we had a wonderfully care-free vacation to Denmark, Sweden, Norway, Finland, Estonia, and Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no WAY to put it all here, so I'll just post some of the highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "original" Christus from which the Christus at Temple Square was modeled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBeQLKSZyI/AAAAAAAACOI/V5n6LqRJ4rs/s1600/IMG_3202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498998776986232610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBeQLKSZyI/AAAAAAAACOI/V5n6LqRJ4rs/s400/IMG_3202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Copenhagen Denmark Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBegIXQN_I/AAAAAAAACOQ/r3-FTFQH8ZA/s1600/IMG_3222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498999051113215986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBegIXQN_I/AAAAAAAACOQ/r3-FTFQH8ZA/s400/IMG_3222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBesUlpR0I/AAAAAAAACOY/y1Ff2IpYovM/s1600/IMG_3211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498999260553234242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBesUlpR0I/AAAAAAAACOY/y1Ff2IpYovM/s400/IMG_3211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statue of one of my favorite childhood storytellers, Hans Christian Andersen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBdnDy9CvI/AAAAAAAACOA/exrJXCcgmYA/s1600/IMG_3123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498998070634679026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBdnDy9CvI/AAAAAAAACOA/exrJXCcgmYA/s400/IMG_3123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original statue of the Little Mermaid is on display in China for the World's Fair, so they had this live video feed of her in her original place in Denmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBfKlF1e1I/AAAAAAAACOg/-vE37s6aQ-M/s1600/IMG_3235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498999780379294546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBfKlF1e1I/AAAAAAAACOg/-vE37s6aQ-M/s400/IMG_3235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may recognize "Kristina", a statue dedicated to the many Mormon immigrants who came from Denmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBfKzLlwEI/AAAAAAAACOo/SHd2HuQTtrY/s1600/IMG_3237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498999784161525826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBfKzLlwEI/AAAAAAAACOo/SHd2HuQTtrY/s400/IMG_3237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "gold room" where the Nobel Prize Dinner is held In Stockholm, Sweden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBgpbX5lYI/AAAAAAAACPA/cvR9JcLpcFE/s1600/IMG_3316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499001409858278786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBgpbX5lYI/AAAAAAAACPA/cvR9JcLpcFE/s400/IMG_3316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Place Setting for the Nobel Dinner (now WHICH cup do I use first???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBgovmgutI/AAAAAAAACOw/mlP_DEkqe5c/s1600/IMG_3325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499001398108404434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBgovmgutI/AAAAAAAACOw/mlP_DEkqe5c/s400/IMG_3325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AMAZING Vasa Museum with a full-sized ship. Pictures don't do justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBgozrjjSI/AAAAAAAACO4/L4NlReAbIVM/s1600/IMG_3361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499001399203302690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBgozrjjSI/AAAAAAAACO4/L4NlReAbIVM/s400/IMG_3361.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical Swedish architecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBis-UD51I/AAAAAAAACPI/xaXqLhlu0LQ/s1600/IMG_3344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499003669800281938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBis-UD51I/AAAAAAAACPI/xaXqLhlu0LQ/s400/IMG_3344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINLAND&lt;br /&gt;The greatest little town called "Porvoo" near Helsinki. Loved this quaint little place with it's old Churches and cobblestone streets and fun shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBjOvVLUOI/AAAAAAAACPQ/WRZdkZV5UQs/s1600/IMG_3501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499004249893982434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBjOvVLUOI/AAAAAAAACPQ/WRZdkZV5UQs/s400/IMG_3501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBkH4hCwsI/AAAAAAAACPY/HEV3gYHwGNs/s1600/IMG_3522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499005231612216002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBkH4hCwsI/AAAAAAAACPY/HEV3gYHwGNs/s400/IMG_3522.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Helsinki Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBkICsltdI/AAAAAAAACPg/QnUtPHaBHa4/s1600/IMG_3534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499005234344998354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBkICsltdI/AAAAAAAACPg/QnUtPHaBHa4/s400/IMG_3534.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Rock Church" in Helsinki, literally carved out of the rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBkIjVJNqI/AAAAAAAACPo/8YbJ3JDJ2Ec/s1600/IMG_3549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499005243105031842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBkIjVJNqI/AAAAAAAACPo/8YbJ3JDJ2Ec/s400/IMG_3549.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical Finnish Architecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBkyr_gMDI/AAAAAAAACPw/yAwitoB7Y_8/s1600/IMG_3553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499005966984687666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBkyr_gMDI/AAAAAAAACPw/yAwitoB7Y_8/s400/IMG_3553.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUSSIA&lt;br /&gt;St. Petersberg&lt;br /&gt;This was literally the first site we saw off of the ship: Government housing. This typified much of the "regular" parts of housing...dull and frankly, depressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBlpqg8ixI/AAAAAAAACP4/V7cNFxFHh_U/s1600/IMG_3554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499006911480892178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBlpqg8ixI/AAAAAAAACP4/V7cNFxFHh_U/s400/IMG_3554.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrasted with the AMAZING palaces and rich gardens of the royalty here at "Peterhoff"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBlqF2gm6I/AAAAAAAACQA/ESOw6qzeKyQ/s1600/IMG_3602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499006918819093410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBlqF2gm6I/AAAAAAAACQA/ESOw6qzeKyQ/s400/IMG_3602.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBnGGc8fGI/AAAAAAAACQw/fLSwAKq-GnM/s1600/IMG_3616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBnGGc8fGI/AAAAAAAACQw/fLSwAKq-GnM/s400/IMG_3616.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499008499528268898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBnFh2DQ-I/AAAAAAAACQo/m8rtwcuqj2I/s1600/IMG_3604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBnFh2DQ-I/AAAAAAAACQo/m8rtwcuqj2I/s400/IMG_3604.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499008489701458914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most visibly famous "onion top" church "The Church of the Spilt Blood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBlq56aThI/AAAAAAAACQQ/czZgdseVkVo/s1600/IMG_3671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499006932794101266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBlq56aThI/AAAAAAAACQQ/czZgdseVkVo/s400/IMG_3671.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBlqub3YmI/AAAAAAAACQI/LuWJyef5hwE/s1600/IMG_3668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499006929713193570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBlqub3YmI/AAAAAAAACQI/LuWJyef5hwE/s400/IMG_3668.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Isaac's Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBn9IT9m8I/AAAAAAAACRI/k8U5Ao6AlpE/s1600/IMG_3701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBn9IT9m8I/AAAAAAAACRI/k8U5Ao6AlpE/s400/IMG_3701.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499009444920269762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBn8tcyNzI/AAAAAAAACRA/pzFjCCLCdzU/s1600/IMG_3699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBn8tcyNzI/AAAAAAAACRA/pzFjCCLCdzU/s400/IMG_3699.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499009437709514546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBn8EMfo8I/AAAAAAAACQ4/64JkLFHaME4/s1600/IMG_3692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBn8EMfo8I/AAAAAAAACQ4/64JkLFHaME4/s400/IMG_3692.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499009426635334594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance to St. Catherine's Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBoY7NMzlI/AAAAAAAACRQ/BAl-5y1xPiQ/s1600/IMG_3746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBoY7NMzlI/AAAAAAAACRQ/BAl-5y1xPiQ/s400/IMG_3746.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499009922438581842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so unbelievably ornate, it made me think, "is it any WONDER there was a revolution here?"  Crazy.  This woman had something like 15,000 dresses in her possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpLPXdimI/AAAAAAAACRw/I9xy3YUcksk/s1600/IMG_3798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpLPXdimI/AAAAAAAACRw/I9xy3YUcksk/s400/IMG_3798.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499010786843789922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpK4E5D3I/AAAAAAAACRo/ZEBMpFuJ-K0/s1600/IMG_3790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpK4E5D3I/AAAAAAAACRo/ZEBMpFuJ-K0/s400/IMG_3790.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499010780591886194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpKXTSNvI/AAAAAAAACRg/oirTaR_iSDg/s1600/IMG_3780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpKXTSNvI/AAAAAAAACRg/oirTaR_iSDg/s400/IMG_3780.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499010771793884914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpJ7WccsI/AAAAAAAACRY/3cIrROHOtbk/s1600/IMG_3753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpJ7WccsI/AAAAAAAACRY/3cIrROHOtbk/s400/IMG_3753.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499010764290945730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and Stalin...do you see any resemblance?  hee hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpvl6KhtI/AAAAAAAACR4/ZIMZFdntlGs/s1600/IMG_3828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpvl6KhtI/AAAAAAAACR4/ZIMZFdntlGs/s400/IMG_3828.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499011411370215122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch in this Beautiful Russian woman's home.  Three small bedrooms, a tiny kitchen, a miniscule bathroom, and she lived there as a child during communist rule with THREE other families...one FAMILY per tiny 8x12 room.  AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpwLT5vJI/AAAAAAAACSA/1e0oDzNgJR4/s1600/IMG_3855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBpwLT5vJI/AAAAAAAACSA/1e0oDzNgJR4/s400/IMG_3855.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499011421410278546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTONIA&lt;br /&gt;This was my favorite place.  It was the quaintest little quiet place straight off of a postcard.  Loved it!  The people there were in traditional "time period" dress that added to the charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBqrSXis2I/AAAAAAAACSI/AlD8rBRDxg4/s1600/IMG_3951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBqrSXis2I/AAAAAAAACSI/AlD8rBRDxg4/s400/IMG_3951.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499012436916876130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBrp8SH-rI/AAAAAAAACSo/u0W6x7T1GJ4/s1600/IMG_3990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBrp8SH-rI/AAAAAAAACSo/u0W6x7T1GJ4/s400/IMG_3990.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499013513320331954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBrpLbuAEI/AAAAAAAACSg/iBCvb0ORIhw/s1600/IMG_3968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBrpLbuAEI/AAAAAAAACSg/iBCvb0ORIhw/s400/IMG_3968.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499013500207235138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBroz09TQI/AAAAAAAACSY/lDhsRzTBHD4/s1600/IMG_3999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBroz09TQI/AAAAAAAACSY/lDhsRzTBHD4/s400/IMG_3999.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499013493870644482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBroZDHXPI/AAAAAAAACSQ/YNwM2H45Gp4/s1600/IMG_3994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBroZDHXPI/AAAAAAAACSQ/YNwM2H45Gp4/s400/IMG_3994.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499013486682266866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POLAND, Gydansk&lt;br /&gt;Typical Polish architecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBtNDrVaFI/AAAAAAAACTA/XKpHNkAdmxw/s1600/IMG_4032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBtNDrVaFI/AAAAAAAACTA/XKpHNkAdmxw/s400/IMG_4032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499015216112166994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This clock was made by a man, who, as soon as he was finished, had his eyes put out by the Church who commissioned the clock so that he could never make another.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBtMiiuB5I/AAAAAAAACS4/fQ01orgHzjE/s1600/IMG_4060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBtMiiuB5I/AAAAAAAACS4/fQ01orgHzjE/s400/IMG_4060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499015207217661842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Medieval Castle.  It is the largest BRICK castle in the world (not stone, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBtMOLGgNI/AAAAAAAACSw/IQWEjfVsjQc/s1600/IMG_4098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBtMOLGgNI/AAAAAAAACSw/IQWEjfVsjQc/s400/IMG_4098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499015201749893330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could still see the bullet holes in the brick from World War II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBtnw5m0lI/AAAAAAAACTI/-EttBf-9uvI/s1600/IMG_4144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBtnw5m0lI/AAAAAAAACTI/-EttBf-9uvI/s400/IMG_4144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499015674928222802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Cruise ship passed underneath the bridge that connects Sweden and Denmark?  I forget... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBuDhTU84I/AAAAAAAACTY/my6R91pjrFI/s1600/IMG_4155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBuDhTU84I/AAAAAAAACTY/my6R91pjrFI/s400/IMG_4155.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499016151777473410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBuDZIInII/AAAAAAAACTQ/qwZxJfMzFnM/s1600/IMG_4153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBuDZIInII/AAAAAAAACTQ/qwZxJfMzFnM/s400/IMG_4153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499016149583043714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On board the Ship at dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBuhLGUpDI/AAAAAAAACTg/5pPjhh5nPDQ/s1600/IMG_4160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBuhLGUpDI/AAAAAAAACTg/5pPjhh5nPDQ/s400/IMG_4160.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499016661213422642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to throw this picture in of Mike and Margo Homer.  We came to adore this man and his wife.  Honestly, he reminded me of my brother-in-law, Tim Johnson, so much.  This is what Tim will be like in a 40 or more years!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBuhtxCzkI/AAAAAAAACTo/U78LOXJvKQo/s1600/IMG_4167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBuhtxCzkI/AAAAAAAACTo/U78LOXJvKQo/s400/IMG_4167.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499016670519414338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBuiKpEoyI/AAAAAAAACTw/snaFjq9KUa4/s1600/IMG_4043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBuiKpEoyI/AAAAAAAACTw/snaFjq9KUa4/s400/IMG_4043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499016678270608162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost embarrassing to admit that this is what I ordered for dessert one night.  I couldn't decide, so I had them bring all three, then the waiter knew that I loved blackberries, so he just brought me a bowl for fun.  I was stuffed to say the least! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBvIt9GGnI/AAAAAAAACT4/MfmgvIBXCIU/s1600/IMG_4172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBvIt9GGnI/AAAAAAAACT4/MfmgvIBXCIU/s400/IMG_4172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499017340584860274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NORWAY&lt;br /&gt;A most interesting park in Norway, with dozens if not hundreds of statues of people all in different and complex positions.  Vigeland sculpture park in Oslo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBwaQMQfgI/AAAAAAAACUY/3HigV4GBfok/s1600/IMG_4204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBwaQMQfgI/AAAAAAAACUY/3HigV4GBfok/s400/IMG_4204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499018741344665090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBwZXC-YbI/AAAAAAAACUI/mUbeyMWyDoA/s1600/IMG_4201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBwZXC-YbI/AAAAAAAACUI/mUbeyMWyDoA/s400/IMG_4201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499018726004908466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBw-S_4ftI/AAAAAAAACUg/ZFiSCofXKh8/s1600/monolith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBw-S_4ftI/AAAAAAAACUg/ZFiSCofXKh8/s400/monolith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499019360573357778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, NOT ON SALE, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFByIP4OLzI/AAAAAAAACUo/-Z21zbvDEbc/s1600/IMG_4209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFByIP4OLzI/AAAAAAAACUo/-Z21zbvDEbc/s400/IMG_4209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499020631046238002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Statue from Easter Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFByIpKxXgI/AAAAAAAACUw/sQ3O8pKXb5E/s1600/IMG_4239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFByIpKxXgI/AAAAAAAACUw/sQ3O8pKXb5E/s400/IMG_4239.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499020637834927618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Viking Ship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBygBh4NJI/AAAAAAAACU4/n3mdOD4_XpI/s1600/IMG_4211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBygBh4NJI/AAAAAAAACU4/n3mdOD4_XpI/s400/IMG_4211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499021039511286930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These represent such a tiny portion of the wonderful and interesting things we saw.  I can't begin to tell you how grateful we feel to see the other parts of the world that make it so amazing and diverse.  What a blessing in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such an amazing trip, and we are so grateful to CruiseLady for taking us on such an adventure!  We NEVER could have done it without the help of my parents and other family members who kept our children, watched our cat, and minded things back home while we were away.  Also, thanks again to John's amazing counselors who had to play "Bishop" in John's absence!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was such a fun getaway for us and we enjoyed every minute together.  We are so blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-7867045402570539769?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7867045402570539769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=7867045402570539769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7867045402570539769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7867045402570539769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacation.html' title='Vacation!!!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBeQLKSZyI/AAAAAAAACOI/V5n6LqRJ4rs/s72-c/IMG_3202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-7278817106915496055</id><published>2010-07-28T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T09:31:38.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bishop Bytheway</title><content type='html'>John recently got called to serve as the Bishop of our ward. It was a bit unexpected to say the least, but he and his amazing counselors, Bob Woods and Chris VanLeeuwen, have such great plans for our ward, and we are all fired up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBZs9AYGfI/AAAAAAAACNg/OWiUK4MuuaA/s1600/IMG_3021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498993773844634098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBZs9AYGfI/AAAAAAAACNg/OWiUK4MuuaA/s400/IMG_3021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday they introduced our ward's "theme." It's "Onward and Upward Together." Each member of the bishopric spoke about one part of the theme. Onward means working forward, planning, and setting goals (like Enduring to the end, only becoming better in the process!). Upward means exactly that. It means coming up to higher ground and doing better each day than we did the day before. It means coming to the temple. Together implies becoming "one" and more of a "Zion"-feeling ward. This includes fellowshipping and supporting one another in all of our callings. I'm so excited for the ideas and for the fire that they have lit underneath all of us to try harder and commit more. How fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBZsAjJnBI/AAAAAAAACNY/tLK3n_bLb7o/s1600/IMG_3013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498993757615922194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBZsAjJnBI/AAAAAAAACNY/tLK3n_bLb7o/s400/IMG_3013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day John was set apart, all of our family was there to support him. My older sister recently sent me a beautiful thought when I asked if she could babysit for me. She said that even though they aren't in our ward, they also raised their hand to sustain John, and to her, that meant serving and helping us with a smile when we need her help to babysit for Church-related activities where we can't take our children. We are so blessed to have such an amazing family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're excited for what this assignment will bring to our family, and for the opportunities for growth that this will give all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of the cake we had made for John for dinner that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBZt8HkRRI/AAAAAAAACNo/2Y2LKvQ2JIs/s1600/IMG_3026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498993790786225426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBZt8HkRRI/AAAAAAAACNo/2Y2LKvQ2JIs/s400/IMG_3026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says "Farewell, and Good Luck"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and Natalie made John a little gift bag with things to help him stay awake on the stand! It was the "anti-sleeping-on-the-stand Pack."  It had red-hots, sour patch kids, everlasting gobstoppers, and other "stay awake" candies! Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBZuewb9uI/AAAAAAAACNw/VW0tZlW1eoE/s1600/IMG_3028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498993800084453090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBZuewb9uI/AAAAAAAACNw/VW0tZlW1eoE/s400/IMG_3028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBZu_w1mII/AAAAAAAACN4/cROfj8UC3EU/s1600/IMG_3029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498993808944502914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBZu_w1mII/AAAAAAAACN4/cROfj8UC3EU/s400/IMG_3029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've already felt such an outpouring of love and support from family, friends, and neighbors, and we feel so blessed and excited.  Thank you to all of our loved ones!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-7278817106915496055?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7278817106915496055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=7278817106915496055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7278817106915496055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7278817106915496055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/07/bishop-bytheway.html' title='Bishop Bytheway'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TFBZs9AYGfI/AAAAAAAACNg/OWiUK4MuuaA/s72-c/IMG_3021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-8337930687358631214</id><published>2010-06-06T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:53:41.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>I thugged these pics from my friend's blog.  Thanks!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwmqO8loBI/AAAAAAAACNQ/p3q5dLTUOlM/s1600/rich+and+stef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479797353611632658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwmqO8loBI/AAAAAAAACNQ/p3q5dLTUOlM/s400/rich+and+stef.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwmp5LnE3I/AAAAAAAACNI/s1AYWK7sW8E/s1600/algers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479797347769062258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwmp5LnE3I/AAAAAAAACNI/s1AYWK7sW8E/s400/algers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brain is elsewhere today, and when I posted my last weeks' posts, I didn't do them in order. I should have started out talking about my great friends, the Algers. We met about 4 years ago at Aspen Grove Family Camp. We didn't have much time together, just a few days, but we became fast friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the years we have mostly chatted through email and kept in touch through blogs, but that has been enough! They are the kind of people you feel close to, even though you live hundreds of miles apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steph is one of those people that I have so much in common with, and yet, someone that is so much better than I am in so many ways. She inspires me! She has NINE children who are some of the most polite and well-behaved kids I have ever seen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've only seen them twice since we first met, but they came to visit us recently before heading up to Aspen Grove for their bi-annual family reunion. You'd think that 9 children plus our 6 would make for an overly- "full house" but truly, it was like filling your home with angels. We had a lot of time to chat, play, laugh, and just enjoy each others' company!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sure love you all! The week went by too quickly, but I can't wait until our next vacation together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-8337930687358631214?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8337930687358631214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=8337930687358631214&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8337930687358631214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8337930687358631214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/06/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwmqO8loBI/AAAAAAAACNQ/p3q5dLTUOlM/s72-c/rich+and+stef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-4122611538255367793</id><published>2010-06-06T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:34:03.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Feeding the masses!  Look at all those happy faces!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwgHnz0uKI/AAAAAAAACNA/xAgYi1hFW5s/s1600/IMG_2756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479790161920571554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwgHnz0uKI/AAAAAAAACNA/xAgYi1hFW5s/s400/IMG_2756.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shadow, our cat, left us a little present.  I was so sad when I saw this bird, but it was so beautiful I had to photograph it.  I'd never seen such a brightly colored bird in our yard before.  Turns out, it's a "Tanager."  Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwgHNnl1GI/AAAAAAAACM4/AfStiDnPofw/s1600/IMG_2759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479790154889942114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwgHNnl1GI/AAAAAAAACM4/AfStiDnPofw/s400/IMG_2759.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley and Josh getting ready to bury the bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwgGkT1XtI/AAAAAAAACMw/8Ml7iYAkUxY/s1600/IMG_2761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479790143801220818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwgGkT1XtI/AAAAAAAACMw/8Ml7iYAkUxY/s400/IMG_2761.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tim and Tiffany are the most gracious hosts, and didn't disappoint on Memorial Day. We inaugurated her new barbecue grill on Memorial day with a fabulous get-together with all of the family (minus the Dustins) and even our Alger friends from Arizona! It was a PARTY!!! Thanks so much, Tim and Tiff! It was SO FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids crammed into Thomas's bedroom to play the Wii around a tiny television!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwfVseZIII/AAAAAAAACMo/H_O3VdnqyVI/s1600/IMG_2773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479789304179400834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwfVseZIII/AAAAAAAACMo/H_O3VdnqyVI/s400/IMG_2773.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwfVI5wGNI/AAAAAAAACMg/6vhaAN0zJPo/s1600/IMG_2764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479789294630475986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwfVI5wGNI/AAAAAAAACMg/6vhaAN0zJPo/s400/IMG_2764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madelyn and Elayna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwfUtl5TQI/AAAAAAAACMY/1F8Y6HZunDs/s1600/IMG_2765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479789287299435778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwfUtl5TQI/AAAAAAAACMY/1F8Y6HZunDs/s400/IMG_2765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John and Rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwfUGm4yEI/AAAAAAAACMQ/ZSdvKEt3oL4/s1600/IMG_2767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479789276834613314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwfUGm4yEI/AAAAAAAACMQ/ZSdvKEt3oL4/s400/IMG_2767.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwfTs3dy7I/AAAAAAAACMI/jBz7tRwfKpk/s1600/IMG_2770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479789269924826034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwfTs3dy7I/AAAAAAAACMI/jBz7tRwfKpk/s400/IMG_2770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madelyn, Daniel, Elizabeth, and Ava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwedeFU1cI/AAAAAAAACMA/LOyNN_jHtto/s1600/IMG_2775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479788338243491266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwedeFU1cI/AAAAAAAACMA/LOyNN_jHtto/s400/IMG_2775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Steph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwec1LFa0I/AAAAAAAACL4/-Hw761e3868/s1600/IMG_2777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479788327261793090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwec1LFa0I/AAAAAAAACL4/-Hw761e3868/s400/IMG_2777.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our "killer" game of Elimination (adults only, please!--and the occasional courageous youth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwectxpNfI/AAAAAAAACLw/JHnXgQ7G1BI/s1600/IMG_2779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479788325276038642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwectxpNfI/AAAAAAAACLw/JHnXgQ7G1BI/s400/IMG_2779.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mario Warriors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAweb5xWHZI/AAAAAAAACLo/Xcmt6BEfZuQ/s1600/IMG_2790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479788311316143506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAweb5xWHZI/AAAAAAAACLo/Xcmt6BEfZuQ/s400/IMG_2790.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steph and Laney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwebKmCjEI/AAAAAAAACLg/ZJQahxOAwfs/s1600/IMG_2793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479788298652257346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwebKmCjEI/AAAAAAAACLg/ZJQahxOAwfs/s400/IMG_2793.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had such a fun weekend with everyone!  I'm not the greatest picture taker in the world, and missed so many fun "kodak moments" but we sure had fun!&lt;br /&gt; Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-4122611538255367793?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4122611538255367793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=4122611538255367793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4122611538255367793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4122611538255367793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/06/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwgHnz0uKI/AAAAAAAACNA/xAgYi1hFW5s/s72-c/IMG_2756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-1363258787996599223</id><published>2010-06-06T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:14:22.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splashing with cousins and friends</title><content type='html'>We had a great week visiting with our "Alger cousins." We're not really related legally, but certainly emotionally! We went to the 7 canyons splashground at Liberty Park with the Dustins, Hendricksons, and Algers and had a great afternoon! Love all you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bessaboo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwcXzxBssI/AAAAAAAACLQ/FHI-ee_VWAc/s1600/IMG_2803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479786041961460418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwcXzxBssI/AAAAAAAACLQ/FHI-ee_VWAc/s400/IMG_2803.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauren, Bethany, Ava holding Madison, Timothy, and Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwcXb7lyeI/AAAAAAAACLI/jQO10avJWv8/s1600/IMG_2827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479786035563317730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwcXb7lyeI/AAAAAAAACLI/jQO10avJWv8/s400/IMG_2827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava and Timothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwcWxkakzI/AAAAAAAACLA/XWdSY2IWcAo/s1600/IMG_2835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479786024191824690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwcWxkakzI/AAAAAAAACLA/XWdSY2IWcAo/s400/IMG_2835.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My "sister" Stefanie Alger and her son, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwcWUUYyuI/AAAAAAAACK4/pkwTnZP7BMg/s1600/IMG_2840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479786016339970786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwcWUUYyuI/AAAAAAAACK4/pkwTnZP7BMg/s400/IMG_2840.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at all those cute kids! Note: the NINE children that aren't mine are ALL Algers. What a woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwdZeIBokI/AAAAAAAACLY/37Plnkw6sWs/s1600/IMG_2848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479787170023711298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwdZeIBokI/AAAAAAAACLY/37Plnkw6sWs/s400/IMG_2848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-1363258787996599223?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1363258787996599223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=1363258787996599223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1363258787996599223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1363258787996599223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/06/splashing-with-cousins-and-friends.html' title='Splashing with cousins and friends'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwcXzxBssI/AAAAAAAACLQ/FHI-ee_VWAc/s72-c/IMG_2803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-9070965320518278304</id><published>2010-06-06T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:04:28.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kirtland!</title><content type='html'>John and I got to take a whirlwind trip to Kirtland to speak at a Young Single Adult Conference just before Memorial weekend.  Our trip was short, but not so short that we didn't feel the amazing spirit that resides there.  As the missionaries put it, New York is the site of the organization of the Church, but Kirtland is the site of the Restoration.  It was so great to be there with these SHARP missionaries as well as the young single adults and their leaders who brought us to Kirtland!  So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the Newel K. Whitney Store, the site of the School of the Prophets&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwZz57qZlI/AAAAAAAACKo/_UW3FJmDKwc/s1600/IMG_2754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479783226118137426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwZz57qZlI/AAAAAAAACKo/_UW3FJmDKwc/s400/IMG_2754.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside the upper room of the store.  So many significant stories originate in this room.  John said his first visit to this place, a couple of women came up the stairs, led by their missionary tour guide, and when they reached this room, the women audibly said, "What happened in HERE?"  Very special place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479783216575755778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwZzWYlNgI/AAAAAAAACKg/dfbKNlX1eMY/s400/IMG_2752.jpg" /&gt; Outside the Kirtland temple, first temple built by the Saints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwZyyu_uTI/AAAAAAAACKY/NTFHtuSBQPc/s1600/IMG_2750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479783207006091570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwZyyu_uTI/AAAAAAAACKY/NTFHtuSBQPc/s400/IMG_2750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way home, the pilot and a flight attendant recognized John and asked to have their pictures taken with him...Gee...sit in the cockpit?  I &lt;em&gt;guess&lt;/em&gt; so... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwZyQPeKJI/AAAAAAAACKQ/uzDkR_5UirU/s1600/IMG_2745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479783197747062930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwZyQPeKJI/AAAAAAAACKQ/uzDkR_5UirU/s400/IMG_2745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-9070965320518278304?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/9070965320518278304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=9070965320518278304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/9070965320518278304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/9070965320518278304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/06/kirtland.html' title='Kirtland!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwZz57qZlI/AAAAAAAACKo/_UW3FJmDKwc/s72-c/IMG_2754.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-127164794040835282</id><published>2010-06-06T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:53:55.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Not much "news" to post, just some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley finishes out the soccer season with a smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwXo6ukrbI/AAAAAAAACKI/E-SD0VUwLV0/s1600/IMG_2734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479780838329855410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwXo6ukrbI/AAAAAAAACKI/E-SD0VUwLV0/s400/IMG_2734.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bethany teaches Timothy to drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwXof1UIqI/AAAAAAAACKA/7SxPbHY5ijo/s1600/IMG_2719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479780831110374050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwXof1UIqI/AAAAAAAACKA/7SxPbHY5ijo/s400/IMG_2719.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew makes his own breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwXnzLQ-rI/AAAAAAAACJ4/-BcI5Moum8A/s1600/IMG_2691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479780819122846386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwXnzLQ-rI/AAAAAAAACJ4/-BcI5Moum8A/s400/IMG_2691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava found some green food coloring in the basement!  Leprechaun toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwXnRyKlkI/AAAAAAAACJw/mkvwInvgAck/s1600/IMG_2689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479780810159199810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwXnRyKlkI/AAAAAAAACJw/mkvwInvgAck/s400/IMG_2689.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby sister Amy turns 28!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwXm361AwI/AAAAAAAACJo/DhqA-dM9CZ8/s1600/IMG_2676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479780803216212738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwXm361AwI/AAAAAAAACJo/DhqA-dM9CZ8/s400/IMG_2676.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew takes a break during a soccer game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwWb2Qlu4I/AAAAAAAACJg/01w0S22hEck/s1600/IMG_2660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479779514280426370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwWb2Qlu4I/AAAAAAAACJg/01w0S22hEck/s400/IMG_2660.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hand the camera over to one of the children...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwWbeUthjI/AAAAAAAACJY/o1vSG8YqRfU/s1600/IMG_2661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479779507855263282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwWbeUthjI/AAAAAAAACJY/o1vSG8YqRfU/s400/IMG_2661.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew pondering the complexity of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwWazniaqI/AAAAAAAACJQ/ewjyvZbZZkU/s1600/IMG_2642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479779496391502498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwWazniaqI/AAAAAAAACJQ/ewjyvZbZZkU/s400/IMG_2642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Timothy finds a new use for the football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwWZ4vSY-I/AAAAAAAACJI/NKTQROc1aWc/s1600/IMG_2638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479779480586314722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwWZ4vSY-I/AAAAAAAACJI/NKTQROc1aWc/s400/IMG_2638.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decided not to "friend" out my "friendship bread" starters, and ended up with these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwWZd-9QUI/AAAAAAAACJA/B3s6Lw7hKgU/s1600/IMG_2588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479779473404281154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwWZd-9QUI/AAAAAAAACJA/B3s6Lw7hKgU/s400/IMG_2588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-127164794040835282?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/127164794040835282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=127164794040835282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/127164794040835282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/127164794040835282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/06/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/TAwXo6ukrbI/AAAAAAAACKI/E-SD0VUwLV0/s72-c/IMG_2734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-6168482312590813042</id><published>2010-05-03T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:18:21.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domestic</title><content type='html'>John's Mom turned 80 this past month, and so I was asked to bring 4 dozen treats.  Feeling ambitious about such a special occasion, my amazing mom helped me whip out 6 dozen of the prettiest little fruit tarts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made them with sugar cookie dough, and put them in cupcake cups (like pie crust) and baked them, then drizzled 1/4 inch of chocolate in the bottom, made the "filling" with 1/2 whipped cream and 1/2 jello vanilla pudding (with just 2 1/2 cups of milk instead of 3) then arranged the fruit...and for that beautiful shiny glaze, melted apple jelly on the stove, then brushed the fruit with it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOILA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S989MR20qMI/AAAAAAAACIo/JT4moUuXeVw/s1600/IMG_2463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S989MR20qMI/AAAAAAAACIo/JT4moUuXeVw/s400/IMG_2463.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467155753812142274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S989L5320mI/AAAAAAAACIg/2GgRFVncQ3c/s1600/IMG_2459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S989L5320mI/AAAAAAAACIg/2GgRFVncQ3c/s400/IMG_2459.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467155747374027362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S989Km4FuFI/AAAAAAAACIY/FW44ZLJ82Uc/s1600/IMG_2467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S989Km4FuFI/AAAAAAAACIY/FW44ZLJ82Uc/s400/IMG_2467.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467155725094860882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S989NsjJYMI/AAAAAAAACI4/1TN5eO2j8Ss/s1600/IMG_2470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S989NsjJYMI/AAAAAAAACI4/1TN5eO2j8Ss/s400/IMG_2470.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467155778157240514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S989NAGNV7I/AAAAAAAACIw/YgjJ0xKzs80/s1600/IMG_2471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S989NAGNV7I/AAAAAAAACIw/YgjJ0xKzs80/s400/IMG_2471.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467155766224705458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-6168482312590813042?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6168482312590813042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=6168482312590813042&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/6168482312590813042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/6168482312590813042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/05/domestic.html' title='Domestic'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S989MR20qMI/AAAAAAAACIo/JT4moUuXeVw/s72-c/IMG_2463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-2958747375306726797</id><published>2010-05-03T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:49:19.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Season</title><content type='html'>After being cooped up, the kids were SO READY to start running around outside!  We haven't done soccer for YEARS, but that didn't matter!  The kids LOVE it and are crazy at chasing after that ball!  Go Team orange, maroon, and green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME ANDREW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980jkYk2wI/AAAAAAAACHI/MM0097YHo2E/s1600/IMG_2562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980jkYk2wI/AAAAAAAACHI/MM0097YHo2E/s400/IMG_2562.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467146258317892354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980WlvZsII/AAAAAAAACHA/rMqNM2fUhB4/s1600/IMG_2573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980WlvZsII/AAAAAAAACHA/rMqNM2fUhB4/s400/IMG_2573.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467146035343765634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING ASHLEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980V7xNA4I/AAAAAAAACG4/f5HUXAMoTBY/s1600/IMG_2571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980V7xNA4I/AAAAAAAACG4/f5HUXAMoTBY/s400/IMG_2571.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467146024077034370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980Va5NKlI/AAAAAAAACGw/pV6KXt-f9Sw/s1600/IMG_2564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980Va5NKlI/AAAAAAAACGw/pV6KXt-f9Sw/s400/IMG_2564.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467146015252228690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GNARLY NATTLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980UzDX5NI/AAAAAAAACGo/0hGeTOoH0EA/s1600/IMG_2536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980UzDX5NI/AAAAAAAACGo/0hGeTOoH0EA/s400/IMG_2536.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467146004557456594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980UWyTeII/AAAAAAAACGg/uI7Se05KzeI/s1600/IMG_2538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980UWyTeII/AAAAAAAACGg/uI7Se05KzeI/s400/IMG_2538.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467145996969670786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGNIFICENT MATTHEW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S981lRWuiYI/AAAAAAAACHg/v0BZfpf5E5s/s1600/100_4023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S981lRWuiYI/AAAAAAAACHg/v0BZfpf5E5s/s400/100_4023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467147387081230722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S981lLkVK2I/AAAAAAAACHY/JBTuhtcmnLI/s1600/100_4032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S981lLkVK2I/AAAAAAAACHY/JBTuhtcmnLI/s400/100_4032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467147385527675746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal Cheerleader:  all tied up in knots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980kJx127I/AAAAAAAACHQ/qSuQJfaCqWQ/s1600/IMG_2554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980kJx127I/AAAAAAAACHQ/qSuQJfaCqWQ/s400/IMG_2554.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467146268355976114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEAM BYTHEWAY: (minus Ashley)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S981mEqGPTI/AAAAAAAACHo/4M3Tu8O7IEM/s1600/100_4013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S981mEqGPTI/AAAAAAAACHo/4M3Tu8O7IEM/s400/100_4013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467147400852684082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-2958747375306726797?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2958747375306726797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=2958747375306726797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2958747375306726797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2958747375306726797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/05/soccer-season.html' title='Soccer Season'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S980jkYk2wI/AAAAAAAACHI/MM0097YHo2E/s72-c/IMG_2562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-4927522820002046820</id><published>2010-05-03T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:34:05.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Talented Family</title><content type='html'>Amy and Marshall planned a fun-filled talent show for the Loveridge family!  The instructions were simple:  &lt;strong&gt;show off&lt;/strong&gt;.  With so many talented family members, the night proved to be a great success!  Thanks for the GREAT reminder to all of us of what an amazing family we have!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the stars of the evening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby recites "The Road Less Traveled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98vhX7Z_BI/AAAAAAAACFQ/FT1zo-GGeWA/s1600/IMG_2488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98vhX7Z_BI/AAAAAAAACFQ/FT1zo-GGeWA/s400/IMG_2488.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467140723056442386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam trips his fingers across the ivories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98vg0jVzCI/AAAAAAAACFI/sJY9pnJJ4E0/s1600/IMG_2486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98vg0jVzCI/AAAAAAAACFI/sJY9pnJJ4E0/s400/IMG_2486.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467140713560263714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava and Lauren do an impromptu dance to "Sugarplum Fairies"&lt;br /&gt;*note the adorable baby-seat cover in the background made by Tiffany and Mom, gifted to Jennifer as a surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98vf0rtMyI/AAAAAAAACFA/8usVc2645fU/s1600/IMG_2480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98vf0rtMyI/AAAAAAAACFA/8usVc2645fU/s400/IMG_2480.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467140696415482658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate demonstrates her AMAZING hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98viX3G_6I/AAAAAAAACFY/hKtQh8yQlC4/s1600/IMG_2496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98viX3G_6I/AAAAAAAACFY/hKtQh8yQlC4/s400/IMG_2496.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467140740218290082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie plays "Waltz for a Princess"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98vfI4GTCI/AAAAAAAACE4/ypDXSM2YbNY/s1600/IMG_2474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98vfI4GTCI/AAAAAAAACE4/ypDXSM2YbNY/s400/IMG_2474.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467140684656299042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim shows off his most recent scrapbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98wFNuPA1I/AAAAAAAACF4/nwY7PVHR_KY/s1600/IMG_2498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98wFNuPA1I/AAAAAAAACF4/nwY7PVHR_KY/s400/IMG_2498.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467141338792133458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron shows off his home-made go-kart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98wEjH7LyI/AAAAAAAACFw/LkXMGW8mBs4/s1600/IMG_2520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98wEjH7LyI/AAAAAAAACFw/LkXMGW8mBs4/s400/IMG_2520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467141327357161250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew and Elizabeth dance (*note the black and white photography above their heads, taken by Tim and Tiffany)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98wDisqWMI/AAAAAAAACFg/pONifIckTdc/s1600/IMG_2512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98wDisqWMI/AAAAAAAACFg/pONifIckTdc/s400/IMG_2512.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467141310062942402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom drags us in for "I did, I does, and I do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98wEGBSTcI/AAAAAAAACFo/85q9wV25XIE/s1600/IMG_2499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98wEGBSTcI/AAAAAAAACFo/85q9wV25XIE/s400/IMG_2499.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467141319544688066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other talents not pictured:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley plays "Alla Turca" and Andrew plays "Scherzo" on the piano.  Joshua does a dramatic reading of Shel Silverstein, Thomas shows everyone how good he is at hiding during Hide and Seek, Madelyn and Elayna show off their beautiful ballet costumes, and John shows a video of "learning to play the banjo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward we retreated outdoors for some fun:&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel enjoys cake like NOBODY'S BUSINESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98wFzGPc_I/AAAAAAAACGA/fmZneMBAO2A/s1600/IMG_2528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98wFzGPc_I/AAAAAAAACGA/fmZneMBAO2A/s400/IMG_2528.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467141348824937458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids in the wagon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98y4OnckFI/AAAAAAAACGI/BBXYyYqv_YY/s1600/IMG_2530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98y4OnckFI/AAAAAAAACGI/BBXYyYqv_YY/s400/IMG_2530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467144414228680786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98y490m7KI/AAAAAAAACGQ/WQM0F0bl5Y0/s1600/IMG_2534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98y490m7KI/AAAAAAAACGQ/WQM0F0bl5Y0/s400/IMG_2534.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467144426900352162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew opens a few birthday gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98y5bvvvPI/AAAAAAAACGY/xVdnD1Cms6c/s1600/IMG_2525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98y5bvvvPI/AAAAAAAACGY/xVdnD1Cms6c/s400/IMG_2525.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467144434933021938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a talented family!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-4927522820002046820?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4927522820002046820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=4927522820002046820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4927522820002046820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4927522820002046820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-talented-family.html' title='My Talented Family'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S98vhX7Z_BI/AAAAAAAACFQ/FT1zo-GGeWA/s72-c/IMG_2488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-1452397234772660200</id><published>2010-04-19T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:00:27.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dodging Bullets</title><content type='html'>If you read my last post, you learned I'm in limbo, waiting for my new drivers license to come, and waiting to call and find out how much my fine is for my traffic stop.  When the cop generously offered to "waive" the speeding issue in order to seize my license, I asked him outright if he was doing that because he knew it was more expensive to drive on an expired license than it was to speed.  (I just ask quesitons so I know how many tissues to buy when I make the call to get the fine.  Risky?  Maybe.)  The cop simply told me that they can't quote fines, and he wasn't sure.  Well, I knew a girl once (of COURSE not ME) who got a speeding ticket for $150or so...same number of miles over the limit, and I was braced for the worst.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I called.  I figured my fine would be somewhere in the range between "I'm never getting in a car again" and "can I get some sort of car-diabling device installed in my car if I go over 25?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dialed the number, and after only 6 or 7 menu tree branches, I wound up typing in my citation number.  "Your fine is......(enter digigized automated voice)....$300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH?????  REALLY????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I was going to court for this one.  I'd heard that if you appear, they are likely to lessen the fine just because you went out of your way to contest.  My defense?  SIX KIDS.  Need I say more?  Doesn't that cover a multitude of sins?  Aren't I entitled to forget a few doozies now and again simply based on the fact that some mornings I can't even remember if I put on deodorant or not?  And hey, I donated to the Sheriff's "Shop with a Cop" program last Christmas.  I figured that was worth at least a couple hundred dollars right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dialed again, choosing a NEW maze of menus to navigate through for a court date, and landed with a LIVE person.  I gave the citation number...and BINGO.  Suddenly, all those little good deeds I've done in my life started falling out of the sky onto the scales of justice...(dinner for the new mothers, changing diapers, pulling slivers out of my kids' hands, not purposely stepping on certain bugs on the sidewalk, on and on and on...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady said there was a mistake, and apparently when the cop wrote up the ticket, he wrote in the code for "Driving on a SUSPENDED license."  I was merely driving on an EXPIRED one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the bonus.  If he had cited me for speeding (for which I was guilty), the fine was around $150 (as per my FRIEND'S past experience).  The fine for driving on an expired license?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to write out a check right now for "shop with a cop."  Oh, and I'm going out to get new shoes.  But I still have an ugly license picture.  You can't win 'em all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-1452397234772660200?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1452397234772660200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=1452397234772660200&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1452397234772660200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1452397234772660200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/04/dodging-bullets.html' title='Dodging Bullets'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-4630445795525803129</id><published>2010-04-16T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T09:55:28.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illegal</title><content type='html'>Don't you think a good Driver's License picture is as rare as a matching pair of child's shoes on a Sunday morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I do.  But I happen to actually like mine.  Well, I DID.  I DID until about three days ago.  You see, when I got it about 5 years ago, I went to an unknown little division of the DMV where I was one of about 5 patrons.  When the guy took my picture, he swung his computer screen around and said, "are you happy with the picture, or should I take another?"  LIKE THAT EVER HAPPENS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for 5 years, I was HAPPY to show my I.D. whenever asked.  Three days ago when I got pulled over, even though I was feeling bad for WHATEVER I was being unjustly accused of, I knew at least my picture was cute.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cop was funny.  Not only did he flash his lights at me, he waited a good three or four blocks before he did...AND, he turned on his SIREN.  WHAT???  I KNEW I wasn't doing anything wrong.  Was Timothy jumping up and down in the back of the car without his seatbelt?  Was a tail-light out?  Why in the world did he target ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as it turns out, my eyes don't work as well as my lead-foot, and I was speeding.  He took my license, and when he came back, he said, "the news just went from bad to worse."  huh?  I haven't had THAT many tickets before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my license had expired about a month before on my birthday.  So, this man decided to SEIZE my license to "encourage" me to take care of the matter quickly.  I jokingly asked him "well, if you have my license, how am I supposed to get home?"  He said, "Carefully."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't help that I had all six kids with me, and Ashley remarked "I can't wait to get to school tomorrow and tell my friends that you got your license taken away."  I'm sure you can't, honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, and 2 hours and 47 people ahead of me at the DMV later (they closed my favorite little unknown branch) I have a license (at least on paper until the "hard copy" arrives) and UGH.  I HATE the picture.  I guess good things can't last forever.  My picture, OR my driving record.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-4630445795525803129?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4630445795525803129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=4630445795525803129&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4630445795525803129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4630445795525803129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/04/illegal.html' title='Illegal'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-5239220955413161431</id><published>2010-04-16T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T09:44:47.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinewood Derby</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure where the communication break-down occurred, but the night before the Pinewood Derby, we got a call saying it was the following night.  We hadn't even STARTED making Andrew's car, and I was pretty certain I'd seen Timothy sometime in the last week walking around with some unnamed block of wood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I picked up the kids from school and headed to the Scout store.  I was looking for those mostly-done derby cars that you basically paint and hammer in the wheels.  No go.  I should have known the BOY SCOUT STORE was going to want me to make it from scratch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On limited time, I ran to Michael's...they were out.  I ran to Robert's...they were out.  I turned to Andrew, and told him there was another store, but a considerable distance away.  He said, "Mom, I'm tired of shopping.  I don't care if I don't have a car.  Let's just go and I'll cheer on my friends."  I asked him over and over if that's what he wanted to do, and he assured me it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening, I asked Andrew again if he wanted a car and he matter-of-factly said, "Last year I worked hard on my car, and took second place, and all I got was a small bag of M&amp;Ms."  Secretly I was chuckling, but a bit mortified that that's what it all boiled down to for this kid.  Where's his sense of competition???  Where's the pride in beating everyone else?  (OK...my competitive side is coming out...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we showed up to the church at 6:00 (later found out it didn't start until 6:30) but saw the Scout Master pulling out some cute TROPHIES and putting them on the table.  NOTHING woos a little 10-year-old like a trophy!  He turned to me and said, "Mom, now I feel a little bad for not making a car."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to disappoint, I got on the phone and called not one, but TWO nearby family members to see if they had any "winning" cars we could borrow.  (Shameful, I know).  Jennifer AND Mom and Dad came through beautifully!!!  Michael is apparently WAY into this!  He gave us a really cool "shark" car...and...Andrew took second place at the derby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realized later that ALL of the boys got trophies.  I felt sheepish letting Andrew accept one...but he was proud.  Not sure why...he didn't do ANYTHING to earn it!  Oh well.  Today goes down in history as "bad mothering" episode 7,352.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iT3VOX8rI/AAAAAAAACEw/_F_ylsR8raM/s1600/IMG_2457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iT3VOX8rI/AAAAAAAACEw/_F_ylsR8raM/s400/IMG_2457.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460777126986248882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iT2zMveeI/AAAAAAAACEo/dSy46kumEH4/s1600/IMG_2456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iT2zMveeI/AAAAAAAACEo/dSy46kumEH4/s400/IMG_2456.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460777117852596706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-5239220955413161431?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5239220955413161431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=5239220955413161431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/5239220955413161431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/5239220955413161431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/04/pinewood-derby.html' title='Pinewood Derby'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iT3VOX8rI/AAAAAAAACEw/_F_ylsR8raM/s72-c/IMG_2457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-820558952977588797</id><published>2010-04-16T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T09:33:07.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip!</title><content type='html'>Once in a rare while, I get to go on a field trip with my kids' classes at school.  Back in the Fall, the school postponed a trip to the zoo due to weather, and rescheduled this week.  Of course, we were still snowed on, but we had a great time.  The older grades (Ashley's class) got to "chaperone" the kindergarteners (Matthew's class) on the trip, and I was luckily invited to go along.  Great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught this snow leopard just about feeding time.  Check out that bone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQOMOu1KI/AAAAAAAACDo/1YXLfLh_ZAk/s1600/IMG_2437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQOMOu1KI/AAAAAAAACDo/1YXLfLh_ZAk/s400/IMG_2437.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460773121662309538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOUCHED this snake.  REALLY good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQPoOOw5I/AAAAAAAACEA/Icm3Z3CSFnI/s1600/IMG_2446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQPoOOw5I/AAAAAAAACEA/Icm3Z3CSFnI/s400/IMG_2446.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460773146356269970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the carousel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQPLAYV2I/AAAAAAAACD4/d8tOFtSZTbo/s1600/IMG_2448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQPLAYV2I/AAAAAAAACD4/d8tOFtSZTbo/s400/IMG_2448.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460773138513549154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQOqVApeI/AAAAAAAACDw/rSDH0-IdKtA/s1600/IMG_2449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQOqVApeI/AAAAAAAACDw/rSDH0-IdKtA/s400/IMG_2449.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460773129741706722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do those kids measure up???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQQI8szQI/AAAAAAAACEI/iQJaOFh0Oqs/s1600/IMG_2424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQQI8szQI/AAAAAAAACEI/iQJaOFh0Oqs/s400/IMG_2424.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460773155141111042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up close and personal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQygTSenI/AAAAAAAACEg/VtGzGVYokH0/s1600/IMG_2436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQygTSenI/AAAAAAAACEg/VtGzGVYokH0/s400/IMG_2436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460773745525422706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew makes friends with a bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQyM8YkmI/AAAAAAAACEY/sHsxSDo1abc/s1600/IMG_2438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQyM8YkmI/AAAAAAAACEY/sHsxSDo1abc/s400/IMG_2438.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460773740329079394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geese with their newly hatched little ones.  (the highlight for Ashley!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQxsRS_II/AAAAAAAACEQ/28R7-VY2mbc/s1600/IMG_2429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQxsRS_II/AAAAAAAACEQ/28R7-VY2mbc/s400/IMG_2429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460773731558423682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great (albeit cold) time!  Can't wait for the next invite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-820558952977588797?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/820558952977588797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=820558952977588797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/820558952977588797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/820558952977588797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/04/field-trip.html' title='Field Trip!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iQOMOu1KI/AAAAAAAACDo/1YXLfLh_ZAk/s72-c/IMG_2437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-7769209187858496501</id><published>2010-04-16T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T09:05:21.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>Most kids get a few days off for Spring Break, but our kids got 10 days! We opted to stay home for our vacation but we still had fun! Between Easter and Conference, there was much to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I got a new niece!!! Emily Nicole Dustin was born on April 3, weighing in at 9 lbs., 4 oz., measuring 20 1/2 inches long!!!  Jenn, you're AMAZING!  Her face was a little bruised, but isn't she just ADORABLE!  Just like her mommy!  Love you, Jenn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8h9vYR9zwI/AAAAAAAACBI/mUY3M6LU1tw/s1600/IMG_2295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460752801111854850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8h9vYR9zwI/AAAAAAAACBI/mUY3M6LU1tw/s400/IMG_2295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460752790342764562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8h9uwKaiBI/AAAAAAAACBA/AG24KmOfgdQ/s400/IMG_2297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Aaron, Abby, and Daniel over to watch conference with us while Mommy and Daddy were at the hospital, and they did so GREAT!  We played Conference Bingo with M&amp;amp;Ms...I think I heard "Bingo" so much (the kids get a mini candy bar when they get bingo) that we were ALL on a sugar rush for the whole weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we went to Grandma Loveridge's house to dye Easter Eggs!  We had a great time with the Hendricksons and Johnsons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iJxCsVE8I/AAAAAAAACDg/PDIYkaRLYg4/s1600/IMG_2329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iJxCsVE8I/AAAAAAAACDg/PDIYkaRLYg4/s400/IMG_2329.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460766023816123330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iJwljlmFI/AAAAAAAACDY/19tAkVIzMJk/s1600/IMG_2325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iJwljlmFI/AAAAAAAACDY/19tAkVIzMJk/s400/IMG_2325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460766015994828882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iJwdgtnHI/AAAAAAAACDQ/RLHvTnGhQn4/s1600/IMG_2324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iJwdgtnHI/AAAAAAAACDQ/RLHvTnGhQn4/s400/IMG_2324.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460766013835287666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iJvzcFgTI/AAAAAAAACDI/j4nP57FWEok/s1600/IMG_2323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iJvzcFgTI/AAAAAAAACDI/j4nP57FWEok/s400/IMG_2323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460766002541592882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iJvMHW1WI/AAAAAAAACDA/v9RV1qNcWQw/s1600/IMG_2315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iJvMHW1WI/AAAAAAAACDA/v9RV1qNcWQw/s400/IMG_2315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460765991985665378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter Sunday was a little uneventful.  On Saturday night, I was at the store with Andrew, and I asked him a question about easter baskets.  He replied, "What's an Easter Basket?"  Uh...I KNOW I've done them before, but I guess it's been a few years!  I just go overboard with the chocolate, and decided to stop doing baskets as an excuse for more treats and toys that my kids don't need!  Funny, huh?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom told me later that she said something to Adam (my sister's son) and he also replied, "What's an easter basket!"  The only funny thing is, I think she DOES  do one every year!!!  Well, feeling sheepish, I dropped 6 giant chocolate Easter bunnies and  a few other treats into one giant Easter basket that the kids got to go through when they woke up Sunday morning.  (Baskets:  check.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conference of course is a HIGHLIGHT in my life.  I feel like those 8 hours FLY by, and WAY too quickly.  I can't wait for the Ensign to come out, but until then, we've been watching our tapes of the recorded conference.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, we took ALL the kids (cousins included!) to tour the Sweet's Candy Factory.  Here is Amy with her three girls donning their gorgeous "smurf" hats.  My favorite part of the tour?  Discounted candy in their store!  Chocolate covered cinnamon bears!!!  yay!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8h9w0TPgvI/AAAAAAAACBg/_rLHLUKJl7Q/s1600/IMG_2340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460752825813271282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8h9w0TPgvI/AAAAAAAACBg/_rLHLUKJl7Q/s400/IMG_2340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we realized on the first day of Spring Break that our Wii was broken.  We sent it in to be fixed, realizing it wouldn't be back for about 1-2 weeks.  Truthfully, I think that made for a much better Spring Break!  Andrew created his own "Mario Kart" game with cards...he designed them with me on the computer, and we had a great week playing that instead.  The kids also took the Wii driving wheels, and ran around the house all week long "racing."  That was even better!  We did have pretty cold weather for the vacation, so I was glad for some indoor fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Matthew's birthday!!!  My little guy turned 6 this week!  I LOVE LOVE LOVE this kid.  He is so sweet and loving, and constantly gives me hugs.  He has a litte problem with focusing at school, so I think he enjoyed being away and just running around the house with family all week.  With Andrew's Mario Kart Card game, he did a lot of reading of the cards (which usually he doesn't like, but put a little Mario in it, and he LOVES reading!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iD4evSGZI/AAAAAAAACBw/qEv5zT_Ov2A/s1600/IMG_2347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iD4evSGZI/AAAAAAAACBw/qEv5zT_Ov2A/s400/IMG_2347.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460759554534021522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew is a funny little man, and although a little "distracted" at times, truly has a sweet and loving heart.  He is kind, and really wants to be a helper.  He IDOLIZES Andrew, and likes to do anything Andrew does.  Andrew is so cute to sit and draw with him, or play ball with him.  Andrew also lets Matthew sleep in his bed at night (the top bunk on the bunk bed.)  It's great to see my boys getting along so well!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Matthew's birthday, I was looking forward to going out to dinner and maybe some fun activity like bowling or a movie.  I asked Matthew what he wanted to do that night, throwing out a few restaurant suggestions.  He didn't like ANY that I suggested.  I started to get "kid"-minded.  I stopped suggesting places like "Applebee's" and started to recommend McDonald's playplace and Fat Cats.  He didn't want to do those either.  (I could see my vision of a night out crumbling fast.)  He finally came to me that afternoon and said, "Mom, I just want to stay home and eat Macaroni and Cheese and make Easter decorations."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought the idea (I wanted to go out!) but that's what we did.  Matthew got his macaroni, I got Pizza Hut for the rest of us, and he made some giant Easter Eggs out of construction paper.  Ashley and Andrew decorated the kitchen with crepe paper, and all was right with the 6-year-old's world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnsons, Hendricksons, and Grandma and Grandpa Loveridge came over to help us celebrate and eat that gigantic Costco cake!!!  Love this family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iD4EszicI/AAAAAAAACBo/Q_7OyP_lwOk/s1600/IMG_2346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iD4EszicI/AAAAAAAACBo/Q_7OyP_lwOk/s400/IMG_2346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460759547544308162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iD4_jup5I/AAAAAAAACB4/V37GwOCahnY/s1600/IMG_2358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iD4_jup5I/AAAAAAAACB4/V37GwOCahnY/s400/IMG_2358.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460759563343931282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hendricksons brought him a Sprite.  He was SO EXCITED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iFvxtG6kI/AAAAAAAACCQ/zjMZfgrE2Us/s1600/IMG_2365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iFvxtG6kI/AAAAAAAACCQ/zjMZfgrE2Us/s400/IMG_2365.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460761604029606466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iD52nQYwI/AAAAAAAACCI/eorfqtTD0UU/s1600/IMG_2383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iD52nQYwI/AAAAAAAACCI/eorfqtTD0UU/s400/IMG_2383.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460759578122674946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we took the kids swimming.  They were so excited about going, but about 30 minutes after arriving, some were asking when we could go home.  Oh well.  We had fun while it lasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iGgLFh8hI/AAAAAAAACC4/0JKOAfv597I/s1600/IMG_2399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iGgLFh8hI/AAAAAAAACC4/0JKOAfv597I/s400/IMG_2399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460762435476648466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iGfto8_tI/AAAAAAAACCw/ocgKUhQxkCk/s1600/IMG_2422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iGfto8_tI/AAAAAAAACCw/ocgKUhQxkCk/s400/IMG_2422.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460762427572158162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iGezoQvUI/AAAAAAAACCo/5p2ZDxL0PH8/s1600/IMG_2397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iGezoQvUI/AAAAAAAACCo/5p2ZDxL0PH8/s400/IMG_2397.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460762412000001346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iGeSfBFHI/AAAAAAAACCg/3Vx7d02NT6o/s1600/IMG_2405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iGeSfBFHI/AAAAAAAACCg/3Vx7d02NT6o/s400/IMG_2405.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460762403102856306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iGd_K5yjI/AAAAAAAACCY/2fcDE5qc9Kg/s1600/IMG_2396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8iGd_K5yjI/AAAAAAAACCY/2fcDE5qc9Kg/s400/IMG_2396.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460762397918218802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we had a great spring break, but I think when it was over, the kids were ready to get back to a regular schedule.  I'm so grateful that we have such fun together, and that we have so many family members who live close enough that we can do so many fun things together!  Love my family!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-7769209187858496501?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7769209187858496501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=7769209187858496501&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7769209187858496501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7769209187858496501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S8h9vYR9zwI/AAAAAAAACBI/mUY3M6LU1tw/s72-c/IMG_2295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-7777739180337362211</id><published>2010-03-31T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T09:36:05.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Konnichiwa!</title><content type='html'>John and I just got home from a week in Japan! I knew I was in for adventure when I married John, but I had no idea the places we would see throughout our lifetime. We are so lucky and blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear friends, Rich and Corina Clark invited us to attend their Youth Conference 13 years ago in Japan. Now they are back living there, and put in charge of Youth Conference again! So, with the help of my amazing family who offered to babysit our 6(!) kids (THANKS MOM AND AMY AND MARSHALL AND JENNIFER!!!) we agreed to speak, which turned from Youth Conference into also visiting the Tokyo missionaries as well as speaking to a couple of groups for the American School in Japan. It was so much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began our trip with a rather long train ride from the airport, but in Japan, most people don't own cars, and trains are the only way to go! By the end of the vacation, we were pros! Loved this sign posted in the train station. This is typical of their culture...so RESPECTFUL of everyone around you. I bet I could count on two fingers the pieces of litter I saw the ENTIRE TRIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454817013307806386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NnLDj4ErI/AAAAAAAAB_A/5kEnwBWJimA/s400/IMG_2220.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454817023898267090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NnLrA1rdI/AAAAAAAAB_I/V2qw2y0ragg/s400/IMG_2223.jpg" /&gt;Having "American" breakfast in Japan (thanks to our hosts, Rich and Corina!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454815435208262994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NlvMroBVI/AAAAAAAAB-I/IK1EwG2w2HY/s400/IMG_2199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454815440203776754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NlvfSpgvI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/XCCe8c-C86c/s400/IMG_2200.jpg" /&gt;We met for Youth Conference outside the Tokyo Temple!  The Angel Moroni is a new addition since our visit 13 years ago.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NlwdRrT9I/AAAAAAAAB-g/4c6Lwel7Ywk/s1600/IMG_2205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454815456842698706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NlwdRrT9I/AAAAAAAAB-g/4c6Lwel7Ywk/s400/IMG_2205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our friends, Rich and Corina Clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NlvwsQkpI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/5S4-33AQ2iw/s1600/IMG_2202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454815444874597010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NlvwsQkpI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/5S4-33AQ2iw/s400/IMG_2202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We headed to Youth Conference, about an hour away from the city of Tokyo (little side-note: they do NOT heat this facility. Bring battery-powered socks next time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our traditional "futons" on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454816995248911298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NnKASTM8I/AAAAAAAAB-w/G62APiFhtgs/s400/IMG_2214.jpg" /&gt; I loved the slogan on this ice-cream vending machine in the cafeteria:  "Good taste, health and happiness.  With the angel, the messenger of happiness, as our symbol, we have contributed to a richer life."  Oh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NnKpq2sfI/AAAAAAAAB-4/PFn0MgkVspM/s1600/IMG_2215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454817006357754354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NnKpq2sfI/AAAAAAAAB-4/PFn0MgkVspM/s400/IMG_2215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating "cafeteria style". (note: do not be fooled. In a room that was probably 50 degrees, the Japanese "spaghetti" was cold...as was the rest of the food. Good thing they serve hot rice and miso soup! Too bad I didn't have my camera ready when we ate the Nato...fermented beans. No need to say more.) But we LOVED the curry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nlw0BiagI/AAAAAAAAB-o/MP4q_saXrL8/s1600/IMG_2212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454815462949022210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nlw0BiagI/AAAAAAAAB-o/MP4q_saXrL8/s400/IMG_2212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But the rest of the time in Japan we ate like KINGS! Our new friends, the Hymases (sp?) took us for a really nice dinner of (I forget the traditional Japanese name) some pork, breaded and fried...SO AMAZINGLY GOOD! Check me out with the chopsticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nn-HRqvEI/AAAAAAAAB_4/j0yPxbsWvzo/s1600/IMG_2237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454817890478505026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nn-HRqvEI/AAAAAAAAB_4/j0yPxbsWvzo/s400/IMG_2237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I forget what this was called.  It was like really stiff jello in texture, but SO GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nn9icfUtI/AAAAAAAAB_w/RQQktZ6qzvg/s1600/IMG_2235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454817880591782610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nn9icfUtI/AAAAAAAAB_w/RQQktZ6qzvg/s400/IMG_2235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our amazing dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nn9I5mv3I/AAAAAAAAB_o/kizSo_8QpV0/s1600/IMG_2234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454817873734582130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nn9I5mv3I/AAAAAAAAB_o/kizSo_8QpV0/s400/IMG_2234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sister Hymas (this woman is around 60.  WHAT????!!!  She is so BEAUTIFUL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nn8n2P-iI/AAAAAAAAB_g/R5EWBFoaezQ/s1600/IMG_2232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454817864862136866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nn8n2P-iI/AAAAAAAAB_g/R5EWBFoaezQ/s400/IMG_2232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I remember correctly, this is tofu.  It was so yummy with the ginger on top!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nn8Slik5I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/nifBWMlPw0E/s1600/IMG_2226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454817859154908050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nn8Slik5I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/nifBWMlPw0E/s400/IMG_2226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NnL5AtK-I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/U6x4x-0AERs/s1600/IMG_2225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454817027655805922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NnL5AtK-I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/U6x4x-0AERs/s400/IMG_2225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We also tried another little place. They served Kimchi (LOVED IT) and we cooked our own meat on a little hibachi grill. SO UNBELIEVABLY GOOD!  (These are the LEFTOVERS!  You wouldn't believe the rest of the meal.  Huge, even by American standards.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NovP-bvbI/AAAAAAAACAI/0hM8P3-oMM0/s1600/IMG_2246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454818734627339698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NovP-bvbI/AAAAAAAACAI/0hM8P3-oMM0/s400/IMG_2246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Hard Rock Cafe Tokyo.  (I laughed out loud at King Kong when I saw him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Novv3pAjI/AAAAAAAACAQ/nhYSd9dB1ck/s1600/IMG_2249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454818743188783666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Novv3pAjI/AAAAAAAACAQ/nhYSd9dB1ck/s400/IMG_2249.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Visiting an observatory with an overview of the city of Tokyo. I'm not sure what motivated the "spider" artwork outside.  Up close, you can even see an egg sac.  (I think the camera caught John off-guard.)  From the top of the tower, you can see the Tokyo Tower in the background. It was a bit overcast, but we could see the base of Mt. Fuji from here! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454818748981844498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NowFc0GhI/AAAAAAAACAY/0DTROtNVVOg/s400/IMG_2251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nowk2hlpI/AAAAAAAACAg/IJUjWckelH0/s1600/IMG_2255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454818757411182226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Nowk2hlpI/AAAAAAAACAg/IJUjWckelH0/s400/IMG_2255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We left the Clark's home and stayed with the Millers. What gracious people all of our hosts were! We are so lucky to meet so many great people! Their neighbor, Diane Harris took us to a nearby shrine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Npd10VwjI/AAAAAAAACAo/Ap87Wmf6qcY/s1600/IMG_2261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454819535059534386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Npd10VwjI/AAAAAAAACAo/Ap87Wmf6qcY/s400/IMG_2261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We drank the Holy Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Npeanpx-I/AAAAAAAACAw/fUuYOU5Z_Oc/s1600/IMG_2263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454819544938432482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7Npeanpx-I/AAAAAAAACAw/fUuYOU5Z_Oc/s400/IMG_2263.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and just enjoyed the tranquility of this place inside the buzzing city outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NpfEXp1tI/AAAAAAAACA4/rbOTUh8eKyk/s1600/IMG_2275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454819556145616594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NpfEXp1tI/AAAAAAAACA4/rbOTUh8eKyk/s400/IMG_2275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were luky enough to be there during the Cherry Blossom festival.  It was FREEZING outside, and we were rushing to get to church on time, but saw these beautiful Japanese dancers and grabbed a quick picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NouTN5hsI/AAAAAAAACAA/AKqDZ2H2v20/s1600/IMG_2241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454818718317643458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NouTN5hsI/AAAAAAAACAA/AKqDZ2H2v20/s400/IMG_2241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are so thankful for the people who made our trip possible, and for all of the new friends we made! We love you all! Thanks Family, old friends, and new friends! Domo Arigato!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-7777739180337362211?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7777739180337362211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=7777739180337362211&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7777739180337362211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7777739180337362211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/03/konnichiwa.html' title='Konnichiwa!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S7NnLDj4ErI/AAAAAAAAB_A/5kEnwBWJimA/s72-c/IMG_2220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-8257263262218849725</id><published>2010-03-20T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:49:43.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visions of Sugarplums</title><content type='html'>Christmas is a full 9 months away, but those visions of sugarplums dancing in Timothy's sleepy little head are less and less like visions, and more and more like REALITIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how he looked when he woke up yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S6UYUWcM6GI/AAAAAAAAB94/KikUusEoa64/s1600-h/IMG_2195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S6UYUWcM6GI/AAAAAAAAB94/KikUusEoa64/s400/IMG_2195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450789661902170210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm a bad mother.  I have NO IDEA where he got the sucker in the first place, and well, the cookie?  That was his breakfast.  (Thanks, Amy for that GIGANTIC bag of chocolate chip cookies....but maybe I need to hide them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when I went to tuck them in around 1 a.m. (late night with the cousins at Grandma's house) he had ANOTHER sucker in his hand!  WHAT???  I'm going to go on a "search and destroy" later today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S6UYVPez51I/AAAAAAAAB-A/F_AIzDhB1Oo/s1600-h/IMG_2197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S6UYVPez51I/AAAAAAAAB-A/F_AIzDhB1Oo/s400/IMG_2197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450789677213935442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-8257263262218849725?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8257263262218849725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=8257263262218849725&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8257263262218849725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8257263262218849725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/03/visions-of-sugarplums.html' title='Visions of Sugarplums'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S6UYUWcM6GI/AAAAAAAAB94/KikUusEoa64/s72-c/IMG_2195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-1854316422920685917</id><published>2010-03-20T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:43:12.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Aint Easy Being Green</title><content type='html'>Well, St. Patrick's sorta sneaked up on me this year, and in an effort to try and be a teensey weensey bit like my mother and create memories for my children, I ventured to make green shamrock pancakes for the kids for breakfast, which really looked more like green misshapen circles, blobs, and well, deformed flora.  Oh well.  I think they tasted good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew was so funny.  I dropped a bit of green food coloring in the bottom of his glass, so when he came and ate first, he poured his white milk from the carton, and it turned green in his glass.  I've done this many times before on other occasions, but for some reason, he was confused.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, why is the milk doing that?  Why is it green?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it IS St. Patrick's day. I guess it's just St. Patrick's Day magic!"  (wink wink, because, hey, this kid is TEN YEARS OLD!)&lt;br /&gt;"WOW."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it for about 5 minutes, when suddenly he bursts out..."oh.  I get it!"  (He had looked in the other glasses and saw the food coloring.  I wonder why it took him so long!  I guess they still like surprises!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S6UXCALWSsI/AAAAAAAAB9o/p3Hy-q3Diw8/s1600-h/IMG_2194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S6UXCALWSsI/AAAAAAAAB9o/p3Hy-q3Diw8/s400/IMG_2194.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450788247176628930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we were invited to "green dinner" with my mom and a few cousins, and of COURSE I forgot my camera!  Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  I did manage to sneak chocolate gold coins into their lunches without them seeing.  Not much else happened.  I guess we'll find that rainbow another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-1854316422920685917?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1854316422920685917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=1854316422920685917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1854316422920685917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1854316422920685917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-aint-easy-being-green.html' title='It Aint Easy Being Green'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S6UXCALWSsI/AAAAAAAAB9o/p3Hy-q3Diw8/s72-c/IMG_2194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-2791422305184652982</id><published>2010-03-07T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:40:46.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin' the Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S5RU9tz5JUI/AAAAAAAAB8g/hrzMlJ1v73o/s1600-h/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S5RU9tz5JUI/AAAAAAAAB8g/hrzMlJ1v73o/s400/35.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446071268643775810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.  I turned 35.  I wasn't really thinking much about my birthday.  For me, this year, it seemed the real reason for celebrating was so that my children could have some cake.  I remember not too many years past my birthday was a sort of colossal event that took days of planning and filled weeks with anticipation.  Now, it kinda seems like "just another day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong.  It started like any other day.  Matthew had a program at school, so we went.  I came home, helped John shovel the driveway from our surprise snow storm, and checked my email.  That's when the celebration began.  There were so many messages from friends and family, many on facebook wishing me a Happy Birthday.  As I was reading, my doorbell rang, and a couple from my ward (it was also his birthday) came and gave me a gift certificate for a 60-minute massage (she is a therapist!).  I was feeling so LOVED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left and ran to Zupa's to catch lunch with my awesome family that could make it (Dad, Tiffany, Carrie, Amy and her two daughters.  What a great time we had just talking and laughing.  Tiffany shared some very cute and personal thoughts with me about a dream she had regarding me.  It was just a very sweet afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S5RT3Hv2hFI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/z3SRzq6EVWk/s1600-h/IMG_2165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S5RT3Hv2hFI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/z3SRzq6EVWk/s400/IMG_2165.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446070055835436114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed up with pastries from Cafe Normandie, and took them down to Jennifer who was tending all of the children so that we could enjoy lunch (I forget her "lame" excuse for not joining us, but she offered babysitting, and when she makes up her mind, there's no changing it.)  We delivered the pastries, then sat around and laughed hours longer with her.  I came home to sweet little notes from my children, and a kitchen decorated by John and Timothy with crepe paper.  (Nice deco Job, boys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day continued with gifts and surprises and phone calls from my amazing friends and family.  I can't believe how MUCH each little call and visit meant to me.  It really MADE MY DAY.  My cousin, Bryan, lives in Boston, and somehow convinced a friend here in Salt Lake to even bring some cookies by my house.  WHAT???  Molly, Carol, Kate and Erik, Lynette, Michelle and Linda, Marjean, Mary, Elder Swinton, and of course, my FAMILY!!!...you are ALL so thoughtful.  I feel so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S5RT3gLBl9I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/rM1uUcm5cWQ/s1600-h/IMG_2174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S5RT3gLBl9I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/rM1uUcm5cWQ/s400/IMG_2174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446070062391859154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then dropped pastries off to my mom (she was diagnosed with pneumonia!) and spent a few minutes visiting with her.  Later, John wanted to go to the Roof for dinner, but I was feeling more like a low-key kind of celebration, so we ended up at Outback Steak House for my favorite "chicken on the barbie."  Yum.  We went home, rented a redbox movie, and just relaxed with the kids.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really was a perfect day filled with friends, family, FOOD (my GOODNESS, the SWEETS!) and lots and lots of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to ALL OF YOU for making my day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-2791422305184652982?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2791422305184652982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=2791422305184652982&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2791422305184652982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2791422305184652982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/03/feelin-love.html' title='Feelin&apos; the Love'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S5RU9tz5JUI/AAAAAAAAB8g/hrzMlJ1v73o/s72-c/35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-8319159489793236377</id><published>2010-03-02T07:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:30:29.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Has the Time Gone?</title><content type='html'>I'm facing turning 35 this week. I think that's a sufficient excuse for not having blogged for the past four months. It's either that or those six "other" little reasons running around under my feet asking for cereal and peanut butter sandwiches and diaper changes and baths and trips to McDonald's and new shoes and tadpoles (WHAT???) and the like that have kept me from this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I haven't been on my computer. No. I've got 100% record on 69 games of FreeCell right now. THAT'S something to be proud of. (Really, if John dies early, and I need a new husband, that's going on the dating resume).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while the rest of the world accomplishes goals, runs marathons, makes science fair projects with their kids, I'm jumping back into the blogging world. Here we go. Jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past four months. Do I recap? There is TOO MUCH! Let's sum up in a list (Thanks for the "boost" idea Steph!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS. I don't think a whole lot needs to be said, here. I managed to stay within my Christmas budget this year, and still surprised my kids with a Wii. I remember the first time I sat down to play the new game "Super Smash Brothers Brawl" with my kids, Ashley, Andrew, and Matthew. I was pumped, because with the Playstation, they CREAMED me at every game, because Uncle Christian had a playstation long before we did, and I could never beat my kids at ANYTHING. The Wii, however, is new to all of us. Within 3 or so minutes, all of my 5 lives had been lost. To Matthew (my 5-year old.) Huh? Are my remote batteries charged? This button IS the jump button, right? Come to find out, Super Smash Brothers Brawl is a newer version of a game Uncle Christian had on his game cube. BUMMER. At least I can still beat them at bowling (the REAL version without bumpers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41DHguJ0PI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/s9VKyTzg9ug/s1600-h/family+pic-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41DHguJ0PI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/s9VKyTzg9ug/s400/family+pic-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444081320882458866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41G0ZUB1PI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/Wtak9COKkG0/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41G0ZUB1PI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/Wtak9COKkG0/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444085390522832114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY.  Natalie turned eight years old.  She gets more excited about holidays and special days than any of my other kids.  Being Christmas vacation, we got to spend the day together with cousins having all kinds of fun.  I splurged and bought her a really nice baby doll to play with.  She carried it around with her every day, changing clothes each morning and night.  It was interesting to watch her do that, because she had never really played with dolls before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41G1I6U8bI/AAAAAAAAB7g/3YXHzrKF6SI/s1600-h/IMG_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41G1I6U8bI/AAAAAAAAB7g/3YXHzrKF6SI/s400/IMG_0079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444085403299934642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY.  Bethany turns 2!!!  My baby is 2!!!  Time has flown.  I can't believe what a little angel this girl is.  She is really so sweet.  She hardly ever gets upset, and when she is, can usually be calmed down quickly.  I guess Heavenly Father knew with 5 older siblings we needed a little "calm" to our storm around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41FwS7lF0I/AAAAAAAAB6g/_t5P58UVQ8I/s1600-h/IMG_0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41FwS7lF0I/AAAAAAAAB6g/_t5P58UVQ8I/s400/IMG_0115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444084220578568002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAPTISM. Natalie got baptized. I love this girl. She honestly exudes joy and light and happiness everywhere she goes.  She flits around the church hugging all of the neighbors (gathering fruit snacks in the process....it's all coming clear to me now...) but everyone LOVES her.  I get at least one person every week telling me how much they love her.  And it's obvious why.  She loves everyone.  She was baptized by John the first Saturday in January.  I found a little "necklace pack" at Walmart that I gave her for Christmas.  It's one chain with 5 charms you change out.  One was a locket.  Forget the other 4 charms.  It's her favorite.  She calls it her baptism necklace, because I put a picture of her, me, and John on her baptism day inside.  Love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41HScO5NWI/AAAAAAAAB7w/od9bgvegrRQ/s1600-h/IMG_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41HScO5NWI/AAAAAAAAB7w/od9bgvegrRQ/s400/IMG_0105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444085906702677346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY PARTY:  I've never been one to do "friend" birthday parties, so I told my children they get one when they turn 8, 12, and 16.  Natalie wanted to do her party at the Lion House.  They put on such a beautiful and classy party, and play pioneer games and tour the Lion House.  They pull taffy and eat special ribbon sandwiches that they even served when I turned eight!  At the end, they surprise the birthday child with a beautiful porcelain doll to take home.  Such a great party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41FzPB1tfI/AAAAAAAAB64/bfun2FuzXrc/s1600-h/IMG_0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41FzPB1tfI/AAAAAAAAB64/bfun2FuzXrc/s400/IMG_0245.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444084271070688754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41FyKxXbBI/AAAAAAAAB6w/9IdtcAuEpKo/s1600-h/IMG_0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41FyKxXbBI/AAAAAAAAB6w/9IdtcAuEpKo/s400/IMG_0270.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444084252747983890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY MADISON IS BORN:  After a long and sometimes scary pregnancy, including MONTHS of bedrest (some even in the hospital), Baby Madison finally was born on January 12.  She is absolutely ADORABLE just like her sisters.  This makes girl #3 for their family, and Amy and Marshall couldn't be happier, and neither could we!  Love her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41FxVlkjEI/AAAAAAAAB6o/tthE8eGcVsQ/s1600-h/IMG_0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41FxVlkjEI/AAAAAAAAB6o/tthE8eGcVsQ/s400/IMG_0221.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444084238471433282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRACES:  Ashley got her braces.  She was so excited.  I remember as a child wanting braces so I took a paperclip and bent it along my teeth so it appeared like I had a retainer.  Ashley got the real deal (*lucky*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41Fztw0NBI/AAAAAAAAB7A/eFxkvui8GVY/s1600-h/IMG_0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41Fztw0NBI/AAAAAAAAB7A/eFxkvui8GVY/s400/IMG_0286.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444084279320785938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41GzDR8oZI/AAAAAAAAB7I/uGZGET5JA54/s1600-h/IMG_0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41GzDR8oZI/AAAAAAAAB7I/uGZGET5JA54/s400/IMG_0289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444085367428653458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL OF THAT SQUISHED INTO TWO WEEKS PRIOR TO OUR AMAZING TRIP OF A LIFETIME TO &lt;em&gt;ISRAEL&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIP PREPARATIONS.  When most people plan to leave the country, they get lots of time to prepare and get things in order.  With Christmas, birthdays, braces, parties, and the like, I had no time to think about our vacation.  About 12 hours before we left, I threw some clothes into a suitcase and called it good.  I had tried in the previous months to "read up", but my "study" was minimal.  After putting children to bed and doing scripture study, there wasn't much time to do more than just fall into bed each night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at a bit of a loss as to what to do with our children.  When someone offers you a trip to Jerusalem, you say "yes" first, and worry about the details later.  We originally had my older sister, Jennifer, tending our children, but figured that with she being pregnant and working, it was too much for her to handle, especially on the nights she was working and her poor husband would have to worry about "crazy" time (bedtime/scriptures/bath/prayer at our house) all by himself with our 6 kids and three of his own.  She was almost DESPERATELY wanting to help us, but we just felt like it wasn't fair to her husband.  She's too kind anyway.  She does SO much for EVERYONE around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, "cue the second angel."  Tiffany called me one day and said, "don't say "no" until you hear me out."  She then laid out a ridiculously organized and well-thought-out plan as to how she would care for my SIX children in addition to her FIVE.  CRAZY.  I've thought about this many times since it all happened.  There are special places in heaven reserved for people like her, but I think most of them will be wearing straight jackets.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan:  borrow a 12-passenger van from a neighbor (who charged SO MUCH LESS than a rental agency), and get ALL 11 kids in the van by 7:50 in the morning, including the ironed, pressed, and combed 7 school-aged kids (all having been fed, of course).  Drop her own children off at their school in SANDY, then drive 30 minutes to SUGARHOUSE where my kids go to school.  (You see where the straight Jacket imagery comes into play, here.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had the bedrooms all set up, chore charts, menus, snacks, and even a piano practicing schedule.  AMAZING.  She figured out the meal budget, and dotted every "i", and crossed every "t."  (Even with just 6 kids, I don't know how she did it all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip itself is its own blog post.  But I wanted to mention that if she wasn't busy enough with her 11 children, she STILL found time to set up a blog: "From Utah to Israel With Love" where she posted pictures and kept us updated so that we could check on the kids while we were gone.  Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, she and my other sister, Jennifer, still managed to take care of our cat who was still living at home, and Jenn even "rotated" which lights she left on every night so that it would look like we were there.  My sisters are honestly too good.  How can you plan a family like that?  Boy, did I SCORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Watch for an upcoming post about Israel.  No promises as to when....just a promise that it will happen.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41KZnaYeHI/AAAAAAAAB8I/73qrflbFbCU/s1600-h/IMG_1434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41KZnaYeHI/AAAAAAAAB8I/73qrflbFbCU/s400/IMG_1434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444089328497621106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41KZHck_5I/AAAAAAAAB8A/HT-pFjwUA5E/s1600-h/IMG_1403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41KZHck_5I/AAAAAAAAB8A/HT-pFjwUA5E/s400/IMG_1403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444089319916896146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESUME PAST 4-MONTH UNBLOGGING RECAP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALLING:  I get to work in the Relief Society Presidency with some of the most amazing women I know.  LOVE LOVE LOVE them.  My job is to work out "Sundays."  I think that my title is officially the "education counselor."  The task is simple enough.  I organize who teaches what, and when.  We  have two regular teachers, then have a "floating" spot that we ask sisters in the Relief Society to fill for a one-time teaching day.  I LOVE this idea.  It gives those who don't otherwise have a teaching calling currently to share what's in their hearts for a lesson.  So great.  In addition, we had a goal to visit all of the sisters.  WOW.  We do lots of visiting and have had some very important talks with sisters that I otherwise might not have gotten to know very well.  My current job is to take everyone's pictures (just a headshot) and make a book of their faces.  We have so many new move-ins, that we  thought it helpful if we all had a picture reference for us to learn each other's names better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY:  Timothy turned 4!!!  He is such a smart little whip!  He loves puzzles and loves making his own cereal and peanut butter sandwiches.  He had an interview for pre-school (for the upcoming fall) and it seemed a little strange to see this teacher take him by the hand and lead him away down the hall.  He just seemed so LITTLE.  He is a tiny little thing (I think Bethany outweighs him by a pound).  I'm going to miss him so much in the fall, even if it is just 3 1/2 hrs. a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41J8Scvu4I/AAAAAAAAB74/27IKRx21n3Y/s1600-h/IMG_2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41J8Scvu4I/AAAAAAAAB74/27IKRx21n3Y/s400/IMG_2039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444088824654183298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VALENTINE'S DAY:  John agreed that &lt;strong&gt;WE&lt;/strong&gt; would speak at a Valentine's dinner in Tooele for our Friday Valentine's day.  Yep.  But actually, I like speaking with John, and we had a chocolate fountain AND cheesecake, and a GREAT group of the most generous and kind people to share our evening with.  What more could a girl want?  And top it all off, I got a round trip long drive in the car alone with my husband.  (That doesn't happen very often.)  Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY:  Andrew turns 10!!!  This brilliant little guy is so great!  He loves to make his own board games and is tutoring Matthew at all of the ins and outs of BYU football.  He is so helpful and kind (when he wants to be!) and such a delight in our family.  He is a great big brother!  How did I get such cool kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41GzjMvMSI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/lKqyojYaGCc/s1600-h/IMG_2134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41GzjMvMSI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/lKqyojYaGCc/s400/IMG_2134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444085375996735778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW BEGINNINGS:  Ashley turns 12 this year.  She is definitely mature, but so child-like and innocent in so many ways.  It's strange how I seem to date my life according to how old my children are.  Am I ready to parent a Young Woman?  Do I remember all of the "issues?"  Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESERET BOOK AUTHOR DINNER:  Every year Deseret Book hosts a nice dinner for those authors and artists that have published with them in the previous year.  It is one of my favorite nights of the year.  Elder Scott, Elder Ballard, and presiden Eyring attended this year, along with the "who's who" among LDS authors and artists.  It's not your typical church meeting.  They play a silly movie (John played "Robin"...as in "Batman and Robin") starring Superman, Mr. Incredible, and other notables.  So funny.  Elder Scott and President Eyring also spoke.  What an amazing group to be with.  John had a very tender personal exchange with President Eyring and Elder Ballard.  What an amazing night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, it's March.  I'm going to be consistent.  No more eternal "recaps."  Hope you enjoyed the read, both of you readers out there.  Thanks for the support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-8319159489793236377?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8319159489793236377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=8319159489793236377&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8319159489793236377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8319159489793236377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where Has the Time Gone?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/S41DHguJ0PI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/s9VKyTzg9ug/s72-c/family+pic-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-4508697404167157350</id><published>2009-12-06T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:47:03.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise and Shout!!!</title><content type='html'>We have loved a whole season of BYU football tickets, but of course, the game I looked forward to most this year was the last home game against the Utes.  As usual, the game was a real nail-biter, but it seems this rivalry is always that way for me!  It was great fun to cheer the cougs to their final home-game victory.  Way to go!  I forgot to take my camera into the stadium but managed to catch this one in the car before we got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and Aaron "Cougars in training"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sxxd_27lOQI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/yslSOwhlr9o/s1600-h/IMG_4596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sxxd_27lOQI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/yslSOwhlr9o/s400/IMG_4596.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412304203851053314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las Vegas, here we come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-4508697404167157350?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4508697404167157350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=4508697404167157350&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4508697404167157350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4508697404167157350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/12/rise-and-shout.html' title='Rise and Shout!!!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sxxd_27lOQI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/yslSOwhlr9o/s72-c/IMG_4596.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-4323803017944426141</id><published>2009-12-06T16:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:42:51.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>Recently I had someone tell me that I seemed to be one of those people to whom life comes easily, and that I didn't appear to have any trials. Of course, as any person would, I beg to differ, because we all struggle with many things in our lives whether or not they are visible to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this Thanksgiving, I chose to be grateful. Today in Church we talked about the blessing of being content. It doesn't matter who you are or what your special circumstances are. You can be thankful for the things you have and the blessings that are so abundantly showered down...and they are...on ALL of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412298546435559106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxY2janjsI/AAAAAAAAB54/KDmdca7FwWY/s400/a-christmas-carol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is supposed to be my Thanksgiving post, but in this lesson (now in December) we talked about Charles Dickens' "A Christmas Carol" and looked at the many people Dickens wove into the story, and what we stood to learn from each one of them. We talked about Scrooge's nephew Fred who ALWAYS extended his annual invitation to Christmas dinner, expecting rejection, yet nevertheless unwaivering in his attempt at a family connection with his uncle. Then there was Fezziwig and his wife who were joyful, cheerful, delightful, and very generous. Of course, there are the Kratchits. Bob made next to nothing, but had such a great treasure. His family loved one another. They cared for and loved their disabled little brother, and on Christmas morning (before the visits of the three spirits) Bob Kratchit made a toast to Scrooge, the "founder of the feast" which wasn't much of a feast at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a parallel discussion that followed the Proclamation to the World on the family. Dickens managed to portray such different circumstances in these different characters, yet all seemed to have Truth. They knew the value of family and recognized it as their greatest treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this Thanksgiving season helped me reflect on the many blessings I have in the form of the angels that surround me in my family. I have AMAZING parents who are two of my greatest friends. I have AWESOME siblings (and siblings-in-law) that I LOVE to spend time with and learn from. I have the greatest aunts and uncles, and completely cool cousins you could ever imagine. I have wonderful nieces and nephews, and even some great-neices and nephews! I am married to the most indescribably great man I ever could dream of. I have six healthy, happy, and busy children. Yes, I do have much to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this season, I'll put aside my perhaps disguised trials, and focus on the very obvious blessings I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Thanksgiving celebration started off the night before. We have sadly realized we can't fit much pie in after all of the turkey and stuffing (of our bodies), so we have pie night before Thanksgiving. Everyone brought pies :)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxcYvhdMGI/AAAAAAAAB6I/ot-bI-j0Eqw/s1600-h/IMG_4563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412302432335900770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxcYvhdMGI/AAAAAAAAB6I/ot-bI-j0Eqw/s400/IMG_4563.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412296612957052210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxXGApa3TI/AAAAAAAAB34/JFzo4B2Yh3E/s400/IMG_4560.jpg" /&gt;Natalie and Ashton and Elayna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412296625058014114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxXGtug46I/AAAAAAAAB4A/55PCk2uNC0A/s400/IMG_4562.jpg" /&gt;Tiffany and Amy (on supposed bed-rest) &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412296627747255394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxXG3vrdGI/AAAAAAAAB4I/Df5XIaYZQzE/s400/IMG_4564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauren wants more pie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412296631031796098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxXHD-xkYI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/8e90es9wQJI/s400/IMG_4566.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany and Tim took on the gargantuan task of hosting our entire Loveridge family at their home. Not only was it beautifully and tastefully decorated, the spirit was there. Their home just "feels" nice...and that's with 35 people, most of them children, running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thanksgiving Day, Tim started us off with a spiritual thought on gratitude and Thanksgiving before we started eating. It was a beautiful expression of the gratitude we all feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412297775865652498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYJs0b5RI/AAAAAAAAB5A/CswLSfm4EOs/s400/IMG_4582.jpg" /&gt;Tiffany's beautiful table decorations&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxcYYF3c8I/AAAAAAAAB6A/8NaFrb9watA/s1600-h/IMG_4572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412302426046165954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxcYYF3c8I/AAAAAAAAB6A/8NaFrb9watA/s400/IMG_4572.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412296642759707906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxXHvq7TQI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/p18yrTg6LVM/s400/IMG_4571.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYIURBpcI/AAAAAAAAB4o/F6Q6OoFM44s/s1600-h/IMG_4576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412297752094811586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYIURBpcI/AAAAAAAAB4o/F6Q6OoFM44s/s400/IMG_4576.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412298268392430754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYmXn-HKI/AAAAAAAAB5o/If_zzr-cYdg/s400/IMG_4591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYxag3whI/AAAAAAAAB5w/OCbdCQ9UJLw/s1600-h/IMG_4592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412298458146521618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYxag3whI/AAAAAAAAB5w/OCbdCQ9UJLw/s400/IMG_4592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYl6g-EEI/AAAAAAAAB5g/-d1EJWuJ6gs/s1600-h/IMG_4590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412298260578439234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYl6g-EEI/AAAAAAAAB5g/-d1EJWuJ6gs/s400/IMG_4590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYlljRJzI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/rnn_FplKD0c/s1600-h/IMG_4589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412298254950934322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYlljRJzI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/rnn_FplKD0c/s400/IMG_4589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Daniel is trying to say he's "finished"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412298252664687074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYldCLyeI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/s-074eEDAh8/s400/IMG_4588.jpg" /&gt;Look at all of those children!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412298242857696386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYk4gA_II/AAAAAAAAB5I/E924zttyYSc/s400/IMG_4587.jpg" /&gt;Carrie baked a beautiful cornucopia out of bread. So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYJH9JfgI/AAAAAAAAB44/FX7R0cRJK_Y/s1600-h/IMG_4580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412297765970083330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYJH9JfgI/AAAAAAAAB44/FX7R0cRJK_Y/s400/IMG_4580.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first homemade cherry pie. Dad was thankful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYI1XLzsI/AAAAAAAAB4w/_v-0oPIC4qg/s1600-h/IMG_4578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412297760979013314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxYI1XLzsI/AAAAAAAAB4w/_v-0oPIC4qg/s400/IMG_4578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that we have this national day set aside for us to remember our many blessings.  It's a nice preview to the Christmas season.  Of course, my greatest blessing is my Savior, and his sacrifice so that I have the opportunity to repent and live with my family forever.  Yeah, I am blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-4323803017944426141?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4323803017944426141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=4323803017944426141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4323803017944426141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4323803017944426141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/12/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SxxY2janjsI/AAAAAAAAB54/KDmdca7FwWY/s72-c/a-christmas-carol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-1327652049838556551</id><published>2009-11-23T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:46:47.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Budding Balloonist</title><content type='html'>Natalie's friend had a "magic" birthday party complete with magician and tricks.  The best part was that they learned to make their own balloon animals and hats.  She was so anxious to show us her tricks and to make us all our own animals.  What a fun idea!  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swtk9EHiuPI/AAAAAAAAB3w/fkXV7_DWoR4/s1600/IMG_4548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407526777828587762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swtk9EHiuPI/AAAAAAAAB3w/fkXV7_DWoR4/s400/IMG_4548.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-1327652049838556551?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1327652049838556551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=1327652049838556551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1327652049838556551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1327652049838556551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/budding-balloonist.html' title='Budding Balloonist'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swtk9EHiuPI/AAAAAAAAB3w/fkXV7_DWoR4/s72-c/IMG_4548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-4919989114376447406</id><published>2009-11-23T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:45:00.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtkUnjjKuI/AAAAAAAAB3o/Zz_XycQSV6E/s1600/IMG_4547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407526082966661858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtkUnjjKuI/AAAAAAAAB3o/Zz_XycQSV6E/s400/IMG_4547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the last minute, I got a phone call from Tiffany, ecstatic that she had gotten us tickets to go and see the new Twilight movie "New Moon."  THEN, she broke the news that our showing was at 2:50 in the morning!  CRAZY!!!  But I love those fun times that break up life!  I really liked the movie (minus the FAKE make-up on the vamp lead, and the expressionless acting) but really, the story was great.  Thanks again Tiff for mixing it up!  It was a great time!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-4919989114376447406?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4919989114376447406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=4919989114376447406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4919989114376447406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4919989114376447406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/midnight-madness.html' title='Midnight Madness'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtkUnjjKuI/AAAAAAAAB3o/Zz_XycQSV6E/s72-c/IMG_4547.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-6810496318186550729</id><published>2009-11-23T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:42:19.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not old enough yet...but still fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swtj9jDSm_I/AAAAAAAAB3g/JPWopkd2Wqc/s1600/IMG_4530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407525686620625906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swtj9jDSm_I/AAAAAAAAB3g/JPWopkd2Wqc/s400/IMG_4530.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashley was in a play at school, and was directed to put on make-up before arriving at school. It was so fun to see what a LOVELY thing she is. Her eyelashes are like tarantulas! Lucky thing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just growing up too fast.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-6810496318186550729?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6810496318186550729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=6810496318186550729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/6810496318186550729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/6810496318186550729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-old-enough-yetbut-still-fun.html' title='Not old enough yet...but still fun'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swtj9jDSm_I/AAAAAAAAB3g/JPWopkd2Wqc/s72-c/IMG_4530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-2759118145490374382</id><published>2009-11-23T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:40:48.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls' Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This year marked the first year of our annual tradition...a favorite of mine (I can already tell.) We kissed our husbands and kids goodbye and went to Park City for an overnighter full (and boy, do I mean FULL) of food and fun. Special thanks to hubby John for footing the bill for our hotel room! LOVE THAT GUY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just before dinner (homemade Egg-drop soup and asian chicken salad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carrie, Natalie, Mom, Amy, and Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swti2J_TtTI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/uKr8CtVSqmM/s1600/IMG_4516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407524460122322226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swti2J_TtTI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/uKr8CtVSqmM/s400/IMG_4516.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tiffany and Mom (after NO sleep) making an early breakfast for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swti1isbtKI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/wvQua1QNtHs/s1600/IMG_4521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407524449574171810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swti1isbtKI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/wvQua1QNtHs/s400/IMG_4521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carrie and Amy in the bathroom getting ready to hit the outlet stores in style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swti1G10ZsI/AAAAAAAAB3I/bfwsQh3drmg/s1600/IMG_4522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407524442097346242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swti1G10ZsI/AAAAAAAAB3I/bfwsQh3drmg/s400/IMG_4522.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of us again...minus Amy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Mom, Carrie, Natalie, Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swti0g1iy2I/AAAAAAAAB3A/RDSZ4OF1png/s1600/IMG_4518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407524431895645026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swti0g1iy2I/AAAAAAAAB3A/RDSZ4OF1png/s400/IMG_4518.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You girls are the BEST!  I can't believe the coolest people I know are in my very own FAMILY!  I'm one lucky chica!  Love you all!  Can't wait for next year!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-2759118145490374382?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2759118145490374382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=2759118145490374382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2759118145490374382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2759118145490374382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/girls-getaway.html' title='Girls&apos; Getaway'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swti2J_TtTI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/uKr8CtVSqmM/s72-c/IMG_4516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-4109834343707987631</id><published>2009-11-23T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:34:56.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN!</title><content type='html'>I just LOVE Halloween! My kids did the best to "scrounge" up their costumes after weeks and weeks of indecision. John and I did alright as well! I dug up my wedding dress and threw it on with Tiffany's veil, and voila! Costume! My mother, of course, was MORTIFIED that I would trapse around town dragging my dress. I figured it was nice to actually let the thing breathe for once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We trunk-or-treated our ward parking lot, then headed off to Grandma Loveridge's neighborhood to increase our loot! The weather was great, and the kids FAST! I think they're finally catching on to the trick...We had a great time with the Mercers, Johnsons, Dustins, and Hendricksons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, on the other hand, spent her night in the ER...she was sharpening a knife, looked up to see a play during the U of U game, and SLICED her thumb! She was trying to be brave, but when Dr. Tim showed up, immediately shooed her off to get it looked at. She was sent from InstaCare to a specialist who diagnosed her cut TENDON. Crazy! She got surgery, and is now healing...but talk about a SCARY HALLOWEEN! Love you, Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley...Indian...(after I talked her out of being an "archer.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtgZv9nA2I/AAAAAAAAB2w/erqFBJdFUkI/s1600/IMG_4501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407521773076284258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtgZv9nA2I/AAAAAAAAB2w/erqFBJdFUkI/s400/IMG_4501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew...never gets tired of the BYU thing.  I think this is 3 years running.  Looks like many of his friends wanted to show thier colors this year as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtgZNzru7I/AAAAAAAAB2o/H4PeMhPKfMM/s1600/IMG_4498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407521763907845042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtgZNzru7I/AAAAAAAAB2o/H4PeMhPKfMM/s400/IMG_4498.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Natalie, the good little witch.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407521752847746898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtgYkmwB1I/AAAAAAAAB2g/JsrxoKkk110/s400/IMG_4492.jpg" /&gt;Matthew...Navy admiral.  Love that grin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407521743311460674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtgYBFH2UI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/xPbKFbF-6sw/s400/IMG_4488.jpg" /&gt;Here we all are!  For the first year, Ashley asked to trick-or-treat with friends.  She was a little torn, because she wanted to be with us, but gave into her friend and went with her.  We truly missed having her with us, but she had a good night!  Happy Halloween!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407521774466378002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtgZ1JCKRI/AAAAAAAAB24/MXcUJKhOvKU/s400/IMG_4511.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-4109834343707987631?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4109834343707987631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=4109834343707987631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4109834343707987631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4109834343707987631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtgZv9nA2I/AAAAAAAAB2w/erqFBJdFUkI/s72-c/IMG_4501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-7679325450922939630</id><published>2009-11-23T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:24:09.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesecake, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to Jeff and Josh who earned degrees...Jeff a masters in Education, and Josh his Bachelor's in nutrition?  I can't remember.  Sorry!  :)  But I DO remember the party!  Love you guys!  Way to go!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtfoGPPEoI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/-tm6SxBadRI/s1600/IMG_4467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407520920062333570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtfoGPPEoI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/-tm6SxBadRI/s400/IMG_4467.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-7679325450922939630?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7679325450922939630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=7679325450922939630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7679325450922939630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7679325450922939630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheesecake-anyone.html' title='Cheesecake, Anyone?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtfoGPPEoI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/-tm6SxBadRI/s72-c/IMG_4467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-173875743119981664</id><published>2009-11-23T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:22:20.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeler Farm</title><content type='html'>My sister, Tiffany, teaches a little pre-school with some other moms, and during their study of animals, decided to visit the farm! She invited me and Amy and Marshall along with our kids to join them!  It was  a fun day!  Thanks again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy and the TRACTOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swteq6w-_HI/AAAAAAAAB2I/jB9jG1ZafBQ/s1600/IMG_4460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407519869010639986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swteq6w-_HI/AAAAAAAAB2I/jB9jG1ZafBQ/s400/IMG_4460.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sisters  :)  (Me, Amy, and Tiffany)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swteqk7E1MI/AAAAAAAAB2A/INnvVLsdXZA/s1600/IMG_4462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407519863147386050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swteqk7E1MI/AAAAAAAAB2A/INnvVLsdXZA/s400/IMG_4462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauren braves up and tries to reach out to pet the horses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwteqHV9rZI/AAAAAAAAB14/FCvXmI4scAg/s1600/IMG_4452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407519855207099794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwteqHV9rZI/AAAAAAAAB14/FCvXmI4scAg/s400/IMG_4452.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elizabeth, Bethany, and Timothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtepomO0tI/AAAAAAAAB1w/h64c8_-dJ50/s1600/IMG_4434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407519846953833170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtepomO0tI/AAAAAAAAB1w/h64c8_-dJ50/s400/IMG_4434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Timothy tries to make friends with the geese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtepIr67yI/AAAAAAAAB1o/t-HU10t3xLI/s1600/IMG_4412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407519838387760930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SwtepIr67yI/AAAAAAAAB1o/t-HU10t3xLI/s400/IMG_4412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-173875743119981664?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/173875743119981664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=173875743119981664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/173875743119981664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/173875743119981664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/wheeler-farm.html' title='Wheeler Farm'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Swteq6w-_HI/AAAAAAAAB2I/jB9jG1ZafBQ/s72-c/IMG_4460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-7155891764115153029</id><published>2009-10-22T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:47:51.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear John</title><content type='html'>This is a tough post to write. I love that line in the movie "Contact" when Jodie Foster is in "space" and has to try and describe to others what she is seeing. She simply says, "You should have sent a poet." That completely describes how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love John. He's just one of those people that I never knew existed until I found him. He is kind, caring, and so very thoughtful. He is so other-centered and selfless. He spends much of his time doing things for others. The best part is, he does most of that for me. He has made me his priority...and yet, accomplished so much for so many other people in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCK6USuYuI/AAAAAAAAB0w/AVWrJRs23io/s1600-h/John.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395465088074146530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCK6USuYuI/AAAAAAAAB0w/AVWrJRs23io/s400/John.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just turned 47. I can't believe how much he has become in so few years. He reminds me of what Ezra Taft Benson said: "Men and women who turn their lives over to God will find out that He can make a lot more out of their lives than they can." John is one who truly has turned his life over to God. He just wants to fulfill the mission that he said he would finish. He is constantly engaged in that work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCJ5CVD1jI/AAAAAAAAB0A/QCWE3lJGwco/s1600-h/IMG_4332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395463966560605746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCJ5CVD1jI/AAAAAAAAB0A/QCWE3lJGwco/s400/IMG_4332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCJ6svV60I/AAAAAAAAB0g/-bsL9dIS-To/s1600-h/IMG_3485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395463995125001026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCJ6svV60I/AAAAAAAAB0g/-bsL9dIS-To/s400/IMG_3485.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a GREAT sense of humor. We laugh ourselves silly at our house. People often ask me what John is "really" like, and it's so fun to tell them that what they see is what they get. He is what he seems and more: Funny, happy, spiritual, and lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCK6DzsqPI/AAAAAAAAB0o/yegeBjfT_p0/s1600-h/IMG_3266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395465083649042674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCK6DzsqPI/AAAAAAAAB0o/yegeBjfT_p0/s400/IMG_3266.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCJ6cY34wI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/qeeYsZ6GnKE/s1600-h/IMG_3365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395463990735790850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCJ6cY34wI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/qeeYsZ6GnKE/s400/IMG_3365.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John is a great dad. EVERY one of my children could be described as a "Daddy's girl" or "Daddy's boy." They ADORE him. It's very obvious who the favorite parent is at our house, and I simply LOVE that, because they couldn't love a better man. He is always laughing with them, playing with them, teaching them in ways that only he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCK61AsR0I/AAAAAAAAB04/ZhBbWSGY4Lo/s1600-h/Baby+bethany+(2+weeks+old)+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395465096856880962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCK61AsR0I/AAAAAAAAB04/ZhBbWSGY4Lo/s400/Baby+bethany+(2+weeks+old)+069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a hard worker. I used to not understand how on vacation he constantly had his computer with him so he could write, or how he was always reading and studying something. But now I know that it's just IN him. He is a worker. He is happiest when he is accomplishing something, and he accomplishes great things. He recently taught himself to play the banjo! He's always trying new things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCJ5y_9pfI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/jzMdFqEr2W4/s1600-h/Alaska,+Jeff%27s+camera+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395463979625457138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCJ5y_9pfI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/jzMdFqEr2W4/s400/Alaska,+Jeff%27s+camera+154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is generous. I don't mean to embarrass him, but he is ALWAYS doing things for others. Whether he pays for others' car repairs, lends them his truck, or slips them some needed money, he is always doing for others. He spends at least a couple of nights a week helping others, either in his church calling, or his own chosen goal to better others' lives. It's amazing to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCJ5jmKfsI/AAAAAAAAB0I/h5lBVgmZpNQ/s1600-h/Alaska,+Jeff%27s+camera+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395463975490715330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCJ5jmKfsI/AAAAAAAAB0I/h5lBVgmZpNQ/s400/Alaska,+Jeff%27s+camera+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I get him. He is the best friend I've ever had. He doesn't judge me for my inadequacies, but focuses on my better traits. What more could I ask for? He's simply perfect for me. I love you, honey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCLXcxh6KI/AAAAAAAAB1g/RB40WhOt0J0/s1600-h/1+john+and+kim+at+lake+powell.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395465588567042210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCLXcxh6KI/AAAAAAAAB1g/RB40WhOt0J0/s400/1+john+and+kim+at+lake+powell.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCLWy3ICPI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/XqSj42_Rz3I/s1600-h/1+john+and+kim+at+Calgary+bobsled+run.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395465577316223218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCLWy3ICPI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/XqSj42_Rz3I/s400/1+john+and+kim+at+Calgary+bobsled+run.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCLWl4UzSI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/WtZchrPMows/s1600-h/1+john+and+kim+at+carthage+jail.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395465573831593250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCLWl4UzSI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/WtZchrPMows/s400/1+john+and+kim+at+carthage+jail.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCLWdAvxSI/AAAAAAAAB1I/w9pv2e6lkP0/s1600-h/1+john+and+kim+and+Maine+lighthouse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395465571450996002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCLWdAvxSI/AAAAAAAAB1I/w9pv2e6lkP0/s400/1+john+and+kim+and+Maine+lighthouse.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCLWAxKvBI/AAAAAAAAB1A/taVepziAOcs/s1600-h/1+john+and+kim+at+williamsburg+va.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395465563869461522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCLWAxKvBI/AAAAAAAAB1A/taVepziAOcs/s400/1+john+and+kim+at+williamsburg+va.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-7155891764115153029?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7155891764115153029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=7155891764115153029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7155891764115153029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7155891764115153029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-john.html' title='Dear John'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCK6USuYuI/AAAAAAAAB0w/AVWrJRs23io/s72-c/John.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-2320135309806461842</id><published>2009-10-22T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:11:07.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Trouble</title><content type='html'>I just love bathtime pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Sometimes happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDLAo8B1I/AAAAAAAABzY/6hSIDlQaKGo/s1600-h/IMG_4390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDLAo8B1I/AAAAAAAABzY/6hSIDlQaKGo/s400/IMG_4390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395456578763360082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDK_z08sI/AAAAAAAABzQ/lZ8aalcq6-M/s1600-h/IMG_4389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDK_z08sI/AAAAAAAABzQ/lZ8aalcq6-M/s400/IMG_4389.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395456578540597954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDKeZOGaI/AAAAAAAABzI/9P4eq09qgvg/s1600-h/IMG_4378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDKeZOGaI/AAAAAAAABzI/9P4eq09qgvg/s400/IMG_4378.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395456569570630050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Sometimes sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDL1iOv9I/AAAAAAAABzo/VN4HBY5FuCc/s1600-h/IMG_4399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDL1iOv9I/AAAAAAAABzo/VN4HBY5FuCc/s400/IMG_4399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395456592962306002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDLpta0JI/AAAAAAAABzg/wdTuuVkw1EA/s1600-h/IMG_4397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDLpta0JI/AAAAAAAABzg/wdTuuVkw1EA/s400/IMG_4397.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395456589788008594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDgnWvR0I/AAAAAAAABzw/xTpX7P299wg/s1600-h/IMG_4402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDgnWvR0I/AAAAAAAABzw/xTpX7P299wg/s400/IMG_4402.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395456949933262658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Nice and clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDg8bIBkI/AAAAAAAABz4/LZ5Qnep0g_M/s1600-h/IMG_4408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDg8bIBkI/AAAAAAAABz4/LZ5Qnep0g_M/s400/IMG_4408.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395456955588806210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-2320135309806461842?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2320135309806461842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=2320135309806461842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2320135309806461842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2320135309806461842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/10/bubble-trouble.html' title='Bubble Trouble'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCDLAo8B1I/AAAAAAAABzY/6hSIDlQaKGo/s72-c/IMG_4390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-610755698600812577</id><published>2009-10-22T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:05:02.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Season</title><content type='html'>Andrew and John have been playing flag football all fall...well, Andrew has played, and John has coached!  The games are usually at night, and with a cheap camera, the pics aren't so good, but you get the idea!  Way to go Andrew!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCCYEPxHMI/AAAAAAAABzA/zz7gV35WdjE/s1600-h/IMG_4409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCCYEPxHMI/AAAAAAAABzA/zz7gV35WdjE/s400/IMG_4409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395455703558200514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCCXq_GcwI/AAAAAAAABy4/EcKi7heuWtc/s1600-h/IMG_4322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCCXq_GcwI/AAAAAAAABy4/EcKi7heuWtc/s400/IMG_4322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395455696777409282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCCW6TW_DI/AAAAAAAAByw/3s2VioDMGdw/s1600-h/IMG_4319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCCW6TW_DI/AAAAAAAAByw/3s2VioDMGdw/s400/IMG_4319.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395455683709041714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-610755698600812577?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/610755698600812577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=610755698600812577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/610755698600812577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/610755698600812577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/10/football-season.html' title='Football Season'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCCYEPxHMI/AAAAAAAABzA/zz7gV35WdjE/s72-c/IMG_4409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-4629179956152481985</id><published>2009-10-22T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:01:13.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy, Caramel, Cool Crowd, and a dash of Chaos</title><content type='html'>Every year we have our annual "Haunted Gingerbread House" Family Home Evening. Of course, they're not that haunted, and they're not gingerbread, but we have fun nonetheless. My friend gave me an ingenius idea...I melted sugar on the stove and pre-made the houses for the kids.  I just dipped the sides of the crackers in the liquid sugar, and put the houses together.  The sugar hardens like a sucker, so those houses held up so well!  Great idea!  Here are pics:&lt;br /&gt;Look at all that Candy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8UBapQiI/AAAAAAAABvw/wGF3pTmV_Ec/s1600-h/IMG_4328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449037009273378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8UBapQiI/AAAAAAAABvw/wGF3pTmV_Ec/s400/IMG_4328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8VuFDV5I/AAAAAAAABwI/BHYffHljdX0/s1600-h/IMG_4341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449066178172818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8VuFDV5I/AAAAAAAABwI/BHYffHljdX0/s400/IMG_4341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8v4lCCYI/AAAAAAAABww/UttCwF__FU8/s1600-h/IMG_4346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449515673258370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8v4lCCYI/AAAAAAAABww/UttCwF__FU8/s400/IMG_4346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8VCEgHAI/AAAAAAAABwA/brBywQopG40/s1600-h/IMG_4340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449054364703746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8VCEgHAI/AAAAAAAABwA/brBywQopG40/s400/IMG_4340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9N691b2I/AAAAAAAABxQ/jLk0eYSONg4/s1600-h/IMG_4353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395450031710236514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9N691b2I/AAAAAAAABxQ/jLk0eYSONg4/s400/IMG_4353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8vpxzaZI/AAAAAAAABwo/GxZXHAux45o/s1600-h/IMG_4344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449511700294034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8vpxzaZI/AAAAAAAABwo/GxZXHAux45o/s400/IMG_4344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8wQ_bRLI/AAAAAAAABw4/lq0cf9CiMTQ/s1600-h/IMG_4347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449522226414770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8wQ_bRLI/AAAAAAAABw4/lq0cf9CiMTQ/s400/IMG_4347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8Vx5kwcI/AAAAAAAABwQ/dK6rhvatySg/s1600-h/IMG_4342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449067203772866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8Vx5kwcI/AAAAAAAABwQ/dK6rhvatySg/s400/IMG_4342.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a small sample&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8vPDq9DI/AAAAAAAABwg/m-jKIOeZ6Wo/s1600-h/IMG_4343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449504527479858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8vPDq9DI/AAAAAAAABwg/m-jKIOeZ6Wo/s400/IMG_4343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8uxiU_eI/AAAAAAAABwY/_vTF5h0eaU4/s1600-h/IMG_4339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449496603000290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8uxiU_eI/AAAAAAAABwY/_vTF5h0eaU4/s400/IMG_4339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9NPYv2AI/AAAAAAAABxA/D54byFimw60/s1600-h/IMG_4350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395450020011956226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9NPYv2AI/AAAAAAAABxA/D54byFimw60/s400/IMG_4350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crowd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8UuSYW7I/AAAAAAAABv4/GOIuemXylzU/s1600-h/IMG_4337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395449049054206898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8UuSYW7I/AAAAAAAABv4/GOIuemXylzU/s400/IMG_4337.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie and Holden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9OoCXB3I/AAAAAAAABxg/Kt6hkx5u2KA/s1600-h/IMG_4357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395450043808810866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9OoCXB3I/AAAAAAAABxg/Kt6hkx5u2KA/s400/IMG_4357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and Joshua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9OOEhMHI/AAAAAAAABxY/JlJHZzIaQdQ/s1600-h/IMG_4354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395450036838543474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9OOEhMHI/AAAAAAAABxY/JlJHZzIaQdQ/s400/IMG_4354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley, Abbie, and Natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9NZGu7OI/AAAAAAAABxI/fdmbz2dt3Vg/s1600-h/IMG_4352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395450022620753122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9NZGu7OI/AAAAAAAABxI/fdmbz2dt3Vg/s400/IMG_4352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren takes a nibble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9n6a_2pI/AAAAAAAABxo/zfQm7wBK9Sk/s1600-h/IMG_4361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395450478240717458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9n6a_2pI/AAAAAAAABxo/zfQm7wBK9Sk/s400/IMG_4361.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9oH__cdI/AAAAAAAABxw/yMINI738wJU/s1600-h/IMG_4362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395450481885540818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9oH__cdI/AAAAAAAABxw/yMINI738wJU/s400/IMG_4362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elayna, Ava, and Timothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9oRw4DdI/AAAAAAAABx4/xLHYzNJ8LN0/s1600-h/IMG_4365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395450484506496466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9oRw4DdI/AAAAAAAABx4/xLHYzNJ8LN0/s400/IMG_4365.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9oz86zCI/AAAAAAAAByA/YoOqnyi-r5o/s1600-h/IMG_4368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395450493683813410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9oz86zCI/AAAAAAAAByA/YoOqnyi-r5o/s400/IMG_4368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to make some caramel apples as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9pF5xUcI/AAAAAAAAByI/YtmsXvSdyB4/s1600-h/IMG_4372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395450498502447554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB9pF5xUcI/AAAAAAAAByI/YtmsXvSdyB4/s400/IMG_4372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley decided to make a "torture chamber". I think she gets these genes from her Grandpa Loveridge. (He has a guilloutine in his Law Office). Note the skeleton, used to be a man with a spear through him...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCARz_LZJI/AAAAAAAAByg/SUU78axMIAk/s1600-h/IMG_4375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395453397091181714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCARz_LZJI/AAAAAAAAByg/SUU78axMIAk/s400/IMG_4375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the bigger picture...note the skulls atop sticks...what????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCARjp6WTI/AAAAAAAAByY/0s1Zn0YNwFE/s1600-h/IMG_4374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395453392707017010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCARjp6WTI/AAAAAAAAByY/0s1Zn0YNwFE/s400/IMG_4374.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an "orange man" who has been, uh, "speared" also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCARWUI8MI/AAAAAAAAByQ/6EcHXG51OBA/s1600-h/IMG_4364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395453389126037698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCARWUI8MI/AAAAAAAAByQ/6EcHXG51OBA/s400/IMG_4364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held this during the U of U game...here are the die-hard fans, Michael, Marshall, and Tim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCASqkzzuI/AAAAAAAAByo/-tOpwXX8ddI/s1600-h/IMG_4363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395453411744534242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuCASqkzzuI/AAAAAAAAByo/-tOpwXX8ddI/s400/IMG_4363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an AWESOME night with everyone! Thanks again for all the treats everyone contributed! For me, one of the best nights of the year! Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-4629179956152481985?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4629179956152481985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=4629179956152481985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4629179956152481985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4629179956152481985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/10/candy-caramel-cool-crowd-and-dash-of.html' title='Candy, Caramel, Cool Crowd, and a dash of Chaos'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SuB8UBapQiI/AAAAAAAABvw/wGF3pTmV_Ec/s72-c/IMG_4328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-6434477276064077653</id><published>2009-10-01T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:06:36.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just Like My Kids</title><content type='html'>I just like my kids. I think it's funny when they turn my kitchen into a restaurant (almost weekly). I like it when they head-butt my thigh and hug it to tell me they love me. I'm even getting used to their own "decor" in their bedrooms, including their dart-gun targets and "do not enter unless you are Adam, Aaron, Joshua, Thomas, Ashley (or any other cousin.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SsTggD1frsI/AAAAAAAABvg/IvqFdHaki7g/s1600-h/IMG_4285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387677895632072386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SsTggD1frsI/AAAAAAAABvg/IvqFdHaki7g/s400/IMG_4285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Monday for FHE we did a little lesson, then afterward built a temple out of blocks.  I thought the "Angel Moroni" was particularly clever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SsTggcodbsI/AAAAAAAABvo/iNG00892et4/s1600-h/IMG_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387677902288285378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SsTggcodbsI/AAAAAAAABvo/iNG00892et4/s400/IMG_4289.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yep, I just like my kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-6434477276064077653?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6434477276064077653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=6434477276064077653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/6434477276064077653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/6434477276064077653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-just-like-my-kids.html' title='I just Like My Kids'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SsTggD1frsI/AAAAAAAABvg/IvqFdHaki7g/s72-c/IMG_4285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-8491175506069514275</id><published>2009-09-23T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T12:40:36.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought 35 was the new 25!!</title><content type='html'>So, although I'm not yet "approaching" 35 (I've got well above 5 months to go...), I thought I'd post my frustrations about my age. I remember after my first baby was born, I lost those whopping 25 extra pounds in about 6 hours (give or take a few minutes.) Fast forward to child number six, 20 months old already, and I'm still struggling to lose that last 10 lbs! It used to be that if I sacrificed an only ate the HALF dozen donuts, the weight would drop off. Now I'm subsisting on water and celery and gaining weight every time I pass the candy bar aisle at the grocery store. So, thanks to my friend who posted this comic...it made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Srp5TbDDZFI/AAAAAAAABvY/0QReeZjatjo/s1600-h/cellulite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384749679059887186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Srp5TbDDZFI/AAAAAAAABvY/0QReeZjatjo/s400/cellulite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-8491175506069514275?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8491175506069514275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=8491175506069514275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8491175506069514275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8491175506069514275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-thought-35-was-new-25.html' title='I thought 35 was the new 25!!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Srp5TbDDZFI/AAAAAAAABvY/0QReeZjatjo/s72-c/cellulite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-2135557456578735808</id><published>2009-09-16T11:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:22:08.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timothy</title><content type='html'>I love how this kid gets into the car.  It's like a Herculean effort just to open the door.  I wish they could stay this little forever.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr5pvjPxI/AAAAAAAABvI/O1zWzpZLaYI/s1600-h/IMG_4259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr5pvjPxI/AAAAAAAABvI/O1zWzpZLaYI/s400/IMG_4259.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382131299142287122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-2135557456578735808?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2135557456578735808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=2135557456578735808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2135557456578735808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2135557456578735808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/09/timothy.html' title='Timothy'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr5pvjPxI/AAAAAAAABvI/O1zWzpZLaYI/s72-c/IMG_4259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-1060971908047170505</id><published>2009-09-16T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:21:10.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School!</title><content type='html'>AT LAST!  My kids were so anxious to start school and the day finally came! We had been ready for school to start for weeks, since most of the kids in the neighborhood started school two weeks earlier.  We did make a last-minute stop off to buy shoes with Auntie Tiffany...who makes EVERY shopping trip fun!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr363CH5I/AAAAAAAABuw/VuI6THjEkh8/s1600-h/IMG_4254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr363CH5I/AAAAAAAABuw/VuI6THjEkh8/s400/IMG_4254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382131269377335186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr3Z57Y3I/AAAAAAAABuo/5cG_or40Rdg/s1600-h/IMG_4253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr3Z57Y3I/AAAAAAAABuo/5cG_or40Rdg/s400/IMG_4253.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382131260531106674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got some caramel apples for the teachers, woke up late (!) and sent them off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr4b66bhI/AAAAAAAABu4/Avq_bOeHGX4/s1600-h/IMG_4255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr4b66bhI/AAAAAAAABu4/Avq_bOeHGX4/s400/IMG_4255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382131278251978258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr5PPwG2I/AAAAAAAABvA/ldxcZcTgRuM/s1600-h/IMG_4261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr5PPwG2I/AAAAAAAABvA/ldxcZcTgRuM/s400/IMG_4261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382131292029590370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are so QUIET during the day with all four of them in for a full day!  I miss thier running, chasing, teasing, chaos,....um, wait.  I miss THEM.  Not that other stuff.  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-1060971908047170505?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1060971908047170505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=1060971908047170505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1060971908047170505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1060971908047170505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/09/school.html' title='School!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SrEr363CH5I/AAAAAAAABuw/VuI6THjEkh8/s72-c/IMG_4254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-600334182856869529</id><published>2009-09-13T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:06:43.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's in a Jam...Raspberry.</title><content type='html'>Last week I dropped in at my parents' home, and Dad was in the kitchen, proudly hovering over his latest creation: his own self-bottled freezer jam. He went to the store, bought bottles, something like 10 packages of pectin (a little much, Dad!), and went to town. In just a few hours, he had raspberry jam to last a season, and a sense of accomplishment to match. Way to go, Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381169120637220274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sq3Azffh9bI/AAAAAAAABuY/2MC7gzmnyiU/s400/IMG_4218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sq3Azt8XxsI/AAAAAAAABug/nQa7xg73ACc/s1600-h/IMG_4220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381169124516284098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sq3Azt8XxsI/AAAAAAAABug/nQa7xg73ACc/s400/IMG_4220.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-600334182856869529?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/600334182856869529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=600334182856869529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/600334182856869529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/600334182856869529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/09/dads-in-jamraspberry.html' title='Dad&apos;s in a Jam...Raspberry.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sq3Azffh9bI/AAAAAAAABuY/2MC7gzmnyiU/s72-c/IMG_4218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-4954550069645428182</id><published>2009-09-10T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:00:56.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebrations</title><content type='html'>For Ashley's birthday, we took the kids up to Park City to ride the Alpine Slide. It was such fun! Ashley zips down first... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381165953132377906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sq297HnhtzI/AAAAAAAABuQ/5AE1VHXj1aE/s400/IMG_4185.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;followed closely by Nattles&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380051861287354738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnIqcE2QXI/AAAAAAAABsw/9AtLiisYe3Y/s400/IMG_4192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Andrew....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380051850398333858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnIpzgs-6I/AAAAAAAABso/Aexl82H_CpU/s400/IMG_4190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the first round, Matthew rode with John, but then for the second ride, he was supposed to go with me. He was so mad, and probably couldn't quite understand WHY he had to go with me, so he said he would rather just sit and cry, and MISS riding with me because he couldn't go with John...and somebody called it the terrible TWOs. I think it's the frustrating FIVEs. :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380051840174473698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnIpNbJQeI/AAAAAAAABsg/UA6uhJYDzog/s400/IMG_4186.jpg" /&gt; I'd rather just sit here and cry...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380052509713565714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJQLptCBI/AAAAAAAABtA/HPovwLX5eEA/s400/IMG_4211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom came along to sit with me and tend Bethany while we awaited our turn down the slide.  Mom's a speedster down that mountain!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380051867272280162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnIqyXw-GI/AAAAAAAABs4/U7y6cnwawIk/s400/IMG_4199.jpg" /&gt;Riding on the lift up the mountain with Timothy&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380053296263236738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJ99xwjII/AAAAAAAABuI/-gPRyFKECrs/s400/IMG_4196.jpg" /&gt;That night we opened presents...and of course I forgot my camera, but thankfully Auntie Amy had hers handy!  While we wait for pictures, we'll just post the "present!"   We gave Ashley a certificate for horseback riding with us up the canyons at Snowbird Ski Resort. She was in HEAVEN! It was the perfect activity in the perfect venue. We had a great time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Riding the Snowbird tram to the lookout point. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380053284486899090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJ9R6D5ZI/AAAAAAAABuA/m2mm8Y6yV5k/s400/IMG_4252.jpg" /&gt;What a view! On top of the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJ8wURKaI/AAAAAAAABt4/5hW40ACavlE/s1600-h/IMG_4247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380053275470014882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJ8wURKaI/AAAAAAAABt4/5hW40ACavlE/s400/IMG_4247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Helmets on for a rocky ride down the canyon in a little 4-wheeler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJQg9Pe2I/AAAAAAAABtI/su7UyCIp_DE/s1600-h/IMG_4224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380052515432659810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJQg9Pe2I/AAAAAAAABtI/su7UyCIp_DE/s400/IMG_4224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We passed a tree that had been struck by lightning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJ7sSaUhI/AAAAAAAABto/AjBLxgwbQ3Y/s1600-h/IMG_4236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380053257208615442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJ7sSaUhI/AAAAAAAABto/AjBLxgwbQ3Y/s400/IMG_4236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley on "Captain Morgan." Check out those horse's blue eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJR8Ff76I/AAAAAAAABtY/MGt8DK1t75U/s1600-h/IMG_4232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380052539894919074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJR8Ff76I/AAAAAAAABtY/MGt8DK1t75U/s400/IMG_4232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John on "Malone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJRceFlTI/AAAAAAAABtQ/tCRGUT-iLWI/s1600-h/IMG_4231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380052531408114994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJRceFlTI/AAAAAAAABtQ/tCRGUT-iLWI/s400/IMG_4231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am on "Easy Money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJ8JgynbI/AAAAAAAABtw/noeiqUSznhU/s1600-h/IMG_4240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380053265053556146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJ8JgynbI/AAAAAAAABtw/noeiqUSznhU/s400/IMG_4240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Malone had one speed....slow and steady...and WAY behind.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380052550292469698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqnJSi0d98I/AAAAAAAABtg/O8Pqq6Xjlb0/s400/IMG_4233.jpg" /&gt; We rode for about an hour in the BEAUTIFUL back-country of Snowbird and loved every minute.  The horses were so mild, and even trotted a bit from time to time.  What a fun birthday present for ALL of us! Thanks again, John, for a fun day out with our not-so-little girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-4954550069645428182?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4954550069645428182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=4954550069645428182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4954550069645428182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4954550069645428182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-celebrations.html' title='Birthday Celebrations'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sq297HnhtzI/AAAAAAAABuQ/5AE1VHXj1aE/s72-c/IMG_4185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-7603214106196545933</id><published>2009-09-10T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:04:35.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and before you know it...</title><content type='html'>Your baby's ELEVEN! Happy Happy Happy Birthday Ashley. Eleven reasons why I LOVE this girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkYHbQFgbI/AAAAAAAABpw/Eyh-y59X55g/s1600-h/IMG_4202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379857745724146098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkYHbQFgbI/AAAAAAAABpw/Eyh-y59X55g/s400/IMG_4202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) She is so responsible! She has started babysitting, and after her first job, the mom called me to thank me...not only for being a great babysitter and playing with the kids, but for feeding them and CLEANING up her kitchen. Way to go Ashley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkZK4xGA6I/AAAAAAAABqw/k-RmhhkAGzc/s1600-h/spring+and+summer+2009+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379858904698454946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkZK4xGA6I/AAAAAAAABqw/k-RmhhkAGzc/s400/spring+and+summer+2009+093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Her smile. Who can't love that face of hers. She is such a sparkler and flashes those pearly whites often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkYG-ygmSI/AAAAAAAABpo/8s3GSptQ1w0/s1600-h/IMG_4248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379857738083899682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkYG-ygmSI/AAAAAAAABpo/8s3GSptQ1w0/s400/IMG_4248.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Her sense of humor. She is always telling jokes and making us laugh. She has a very witty comment or remark often, and keeps us in stitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkhAqpPuvI/AAAAAAAABq4/1kSU732MxkM/s1600-h/Ashley%27s+comic,+9-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379857755355787314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkYH_IcsDI/AAAAAAAABp4/Zuhw8e5fmTI/s400/IMG_4209.jpg" /a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Her amazing artistic ability. From a very young age, Ashley showed her special ability to draw and create pictures! We LOVE it when she draws. She is constantly working on her art, trying to improve her talent. One of our favorite things is when she combines her artistic talent with her witty sense of humor with her original comic strips. Here's one she drew after she learned how to play badminton up at Aspen Grove:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sqkird4eAQI/AAAAAAAABrA/KtIXxZqKBPQ/s1600-h/Ashley%27s+comic,+9-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379869360021963010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sqkird4eAQI/AAAAAAAABrA/KtIXxZqKBPQ/s400/Ashley%27s+comic,+9-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (the caption reads: "Tim, maybe we should stop playing since you can't leave the birdie alone.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Her ability to "sense" a situation and act accordingly. I can't tell you how often I'll be feeling a little overwhelmed, and without being asked, Ashley will dive in and start doing something to help me: dishes, vacuuming, etc. What a doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkYIQwNzEI/AAAAAAAABqA/wf0LZ2K5-5g/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379857760085986370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkYIQwNzEI/AAAAAAAABqA/wf0LZ2K5-5g/s400/IMG_0022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Her ability to entertain other children. Ashley is the "head" of so much of the play that happens at our house. She is giving somebody a "horsie" ride on her back or building huts, or playing some sort of game, or helping someone build something. Her imagination is endless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkYIzZ7CEI/AAAAAAAABqI/HGhF0Mp4cdg/s1600-h/IMG_2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379857769387722818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkYIzZ7CEI/AAAAAAAABqI/HGhF0Mp4cdg/s400/IMG_2042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) She is turning into such a lady. She is starting to mature so much and has just started to get into those little "girly" things...but not too quickly! She's the perfect balance between childhood and pre-teen. Perfect! I might add that she is also an adventurer. She will try new things without worrying. She loves green marinated olives, Brie cheese, and tried pheasant for the first time this summer. She LOVES it when I buy her those strange and unusual fruits and veggies at the grocery store (that right now I can't even name because they're so unusual!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkZIwZcPGI/AAAAAAAABqQ/xGhUBSrfjXQ/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379858868092025954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkZIwZcPGI/AAAAAAAABqQ/xGhUBSrfjXQ/s400/Picture+056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) She is grateful. Whenever we do something for her, even the littlest thing, she is always gracious and thanks us...sincerely. She truly appreciates everything we do for her, from buying her new socks to making meals. She is just appreciative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkZJWO5rvI/AAAAAAAABqY/0ZDMDbjs0qU/s1600-h/Picture+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379858878248365810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkZJWO5rvI/AAAAAAAABqY/0ZDMDbjs0qU/s400/Picture+200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) She is smart! She gets great grades, and although may need to work a little harder at some things, sticks to it and hangs in there until she gets it done. She takes pride in her own work and doesn't have to be pushed by us to do well. She just wants that for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkZJ-nS3KI/AAAAAAAABqg/ypfUUZ_vO6o/s1600-h/spring+and+summer+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379858889088097442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkZJ-nS3KI/AAAAAAAABqg/ypfUUZ_vO6o/s400/spring+and+summer+2009+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Ashley is unassuming. When we go to the store, she NEVER asks for things. If another child asks for a candy bar or something, I'll see her nudge them and quietly tell them, "Don't ask. That's not nice." I LOVE that! I guess it sort-of goes back to the "appreciative" thing. She doesn't expect anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkZKbljzdI/AAAAAAAABqo/hCiuOPoi_zo/s1600-h/spring+and+summer+2009+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379858896865447378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkZKbljzdI/AAAAAAAABqo/hCiuOPoi_zo/s400/spring+and+summer+2009+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) She is mine. What a blessing in my life to have this first child, and such a gem. She is truly a rare and wonderful gift to our family. She is a leader in our home and such a great teacher to her little brothers and sisters. We couldn't feel more blessed to have her in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Ashley!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-7603214106196545933?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7603214106196545933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=7603214106196545933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7603214106196545933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7603214106196545933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-before-you-know-it.html' title='...and before you know it...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkYHbQFgbI/AAAAAAAABpw/Eyh-y59X55g/s72-c/IMG_4202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-1631626197747549994</id><published>2009-09-10T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T07:57:20.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspen Grove Family Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Every so often, we are invited to go to BYU's Alumni Aspen Grove. This time, it was for their family camp. We just LOVE this place. It it this little "resort" tucked up Provo Canyon above Sundance. During the day, the kids get to play with supervised groups of kids their own ages while the adults attend classes (or really just do whatever they want!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have a great cafeteria with good food, and a buffet where the kids can easily serve themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is Basketball, Badminton, volleyball, two extensive playgrounds, an old-fashioned cowboy town, tramplines, rock climbing, a ropes course, trout fishing, entertainment, every board game you can imagine, swimming, a family dance, ping pong and billiards, air hockey, arts and crafts center...the list goes on and on. You could spend all your time doing something new each day. And the best part? No television.  The perfect getaway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eating lunch&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkSF-xTJGI/AAAAAAAABpg/Pp7fHTPz9ek/s1600-h/IMG_4175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379851123829187682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkSF-xTJGI/AAAAAAAABpg/Pp7fHTPz9ek/s400/IMG_4175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379849956105202674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkRCAqNK_I/AAAAAAAABpQ/dMV9grCKmvc/s400/IMG_4174.jpg" /&gt;Ashley with her fish (these fish are very well-fed creatures, as the pond is fed from a running stream, so the fishing is not for the weak-hearted! Most fishermen leave empty-handed, but Ashley was so lucky to catch a fish early on!)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379849950936811378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkRBtZ9x3I/AAAAAAAABpI/zoMEjMYV9gA/s400/IMG_4173.jpg" /&gt;Ashley tries rappelling &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379849577243007826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkQr9Sa21I/AAAAAAAABpA/BDpfPGZW_e8/s400/IMG_4172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379849569164816658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkQrfMbcRI/AAAAAAAABo4/izguY-6WXtU/s400/IMG_4170.jpg" /&gt;Natalie, Timothy, and Daddy playing Candyland&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379849559191412786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkQq6ClYDI/AAAAAAAABow/t78MHWGKvsc/s400/IMG_4169.jpg" /&gt;Bethany tries her hand at badminton&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379849545915052802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkQqIlQMwI/AAAAAAAABoo/sOvAjuHFEDY/s400/IMG_4168.jpg" /&gt;Matthew at the pool &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379849536039950802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkQpjy2GdI/AAAAAAAABog/ONDm8UyoauQ/s400/IMG_4166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time.  Thanks again, Aspen Grove!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-1631626197747549994?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1631626197747549994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=1631626197747549994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1631626197747549994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1631626197747549994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/09/aspen-grove-family-camp.html' title='Aspen Grove Family Camp'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SqkSF-xTJGI/AAAAAAAABpg/Pp7fHTPz9ek/s72-c/IMG_4175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-3561926784188640881</id><published>2009-08-23T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:45:50.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Selfless</title><content type='html'>I just love my kids. Today I woke up to the heavenly aroma of cake being baked. This is what Ashley made for me...and Natalie helped decorate. Love you, girls!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373293639897519234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpHGGLf1FII/AAAAAAAABoY/Cqa2gMsT-yo/s400/IMG_4157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpHFXIRLfkI/AAAAAAAABoQ/DzCP0pSn638/s1600-h/IMG_4158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373292831576915522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpHFXIRLfkI/AAAAAAAABoQ/DzCP0pSn638/s400/IMG_4158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-3561926784188640881?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3561926784188640881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=3561926784188640881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/3561926784188640881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/3561926784188640881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/08/simply-selfless.html' title='Simply Selfless'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpHGGLf1FII/AAAAAAAABoY/Cqa2gMsT-yo/s72-c/IMG_4157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-9163056658615956808</id><published>2009-08-23T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:38:29.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Family that Plays Together...</title><content type='html'>For Loveridge FHE this month, Jeff and Natalie organized fun in the sun at their neighborhood splash ground! It was amazingly hot, but the water was as cool as the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeff splashes a little with Ashton&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG1lJ4OrGI/AAAAAAAABnw/jNEKgPcOMkI/s1600-h/IMG_4087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373275480341261410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG1lJ4OrGI/AAAAAAAABnw/jNEKgPcOMkI/s400/IMG_4087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thomas...just walking and waiting for the perfect time to join the fun&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373275470739305202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG1kmG8cvI/AAAAAAAABno/CmcXdTLjXQ8/s400/IMG_4043.jpg" /&gt; Bess-a-boo&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373275461006668578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG1kB2gMyI/AAAAAAAABng/qWLQ30HAhIM/s400/IMG_4018.jpg" /&gt;Adam with his newly broken arm stayed on the outskirts. Notice the mis-matched flip flop! Boys will be boys.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373275458576446338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG1j4zF84I/AAAAAAAABnY/aZjdYBg_e4s/s400/IMG_4001.jpg" /&gt;Holden tries to "man" the blow fish gun&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373275451077382690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG1jc3LUiI/AAAAAAAABnQ/Npi8AkIjnWo/s400/IMG_4005.jpg" /&gt;Even in the extreme heat, it feels good to snuggle in a warm towel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373274700327755730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG03wGhH9I/AAAAAAAABnI/mE1m-eqrtOI/s400/IMG_4006.jpg" /&gt;Carrie, Mom and Dad, relaxing in the shade&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373274695822162114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG03fUTOMI/AAAAAAAABnA/n6OHsHNF3Mw/s400/IMG_4007.jpg" /&gt;Our splashground hostess, Natalie&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373274683911695058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG02y8n6tI/AAAAAAAABm4/etMuql8jjw0/s400/IMG_4010.jpg" /&gt; Adam takes a reading break&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373289798706664002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpHCml8kEkI/AAAAAAAABoA/Kf-mvlgjBA0/s400/IMG_4060.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Tiffany, enjoying the shade&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373274682009182690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG02r3B4eI/AAAAAAAABmw/8yfmui8twow/s400/IMG_4011.jpg" /&gt;Timothy and John&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373274672568063346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG02IsF1XI/AAAAAAAABmo/h4akrvK2mzE/s400/IMG_4014.jpg" /&gt;Timothy&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373274013419825810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG0PxK56pI/AAAAAAAABmg/mczJhW6W9iY/s400/IMG_4019.jpg" /&gt;Elizabeth, smiling in the sun&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373274004283336034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG0PPImJWI/AAAAAAAABmY/tK2ScWO9YW8/s400/IMG_4032.jpg" /&gt;Joshua, runnin' around&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273999706697874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG0O-FcMJI/AAAAAAAABmQ/sgwkIS_SXSY/s400/IMG_4037.jpg" /&gt;First-grader Madelyn&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273988049180274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG0OSqElnI/AAAAAAAABmI/CRX0CJKPx6I/s400/IMG_4044.jpg" /&gt;Marshall managed to get himself in the middle of a waterfight with EVERY child on the playground!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273380702159362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGzq8HQggI/AAAAAAAABlg/Nyxso3jo4XA/s400/IMG_4066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273979512386850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG0Ny2vdSI/AAAAAAAABmA/FdCkZeo9cvM/s400/IMG_4082.jpg" /&gt;The entire Hendrickson Family&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273389664332098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGzrdgAaUI/AAAAAAAABlo/6kWSFh6HR7c/s400/IMG_4056.jpg" /&gt;Gabriel is at that stage between walking and crawling. He can do both, but sometimes, it's just easier to combine the two!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273405891413986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGzsZ82B-I/AAAAAAAABl4/Y0YF7ThSlqg/s400/IMG_4048.jpg" /&gt;Bethany trying to endure the heat&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273397951079410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGzr8XuI_I/AAAAAAAABlw/sU1GzGjtOnw/s400/IMG_4058.jpg" /&gt;The kids take a break for lunch&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373273369226512914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGzqRXQChI/AAAAAAAABlY/SOmA7CNx4m0/s400/IMG_4084.jpg" /&gt;Ashley versus Andrew&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272825999429410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGzKpr0jyI/AAAAAAAABlQ/VZFRNajQ08k/s400/IMG_4093.jpg" /&gt;Andrew and Aaron&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272817211119842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGzKI8hmOI/AAAAAAAABlI/CpPmgUpSRw8/s400/IMG_4098.jpg" /&gt; Jeff, the new target of the kids, uses Ashton as a shield.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272811579580338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGzJz93H7I/AAAAAAAABlA/Kga5XsX2XsU/s400/IMG_4101.jpg" /&gt;Then he realizes he can use the blow-fish "gun." All those hours of "Blackhawk Down" sure can come in handy!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272803575680882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGzJWJlT3I/AAAAAAAABk4/ilAOIIaAZ5Y/s400/IMG_4108.jpg" /&gt;The kids plan their next attack!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272796162436610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGzI6iILgI/AAAAAAAABkw/W2SI8GPyu3w/s400/IMG_4110.jpg" /&gt; Kate Keeps Hydrated&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272327114136882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGytnMTHTI/AAAAAAAABko/G6HWruPqwj8/s400/IMG_4150.jpg" /&gt;I played with Daniel's curly locks and got him this "Who hair"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272319771075954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGytL1k5XI/AAAAAAAABkg/rIW6ASH1TIk/s400/IMG_4115.jpg" /&gt;The Birthday bunch &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Gabriel reached out and grabbed the cake while we were singing. He just couldn't wait!)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272308624326242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGysiT-_mI/AAAAAAAABkY/dvXC09mVxG0/s400/IMG_4123.jpg" /&gt;"Even the best-laid plans...." Jeff and Natalie brought the amazing cake, but accidentally forgot the forks! The cake literally was..."finger-lickin' good!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272303026253938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGysNdTMHI/AAAAAAAABkQ/TTDfGc2pYzo/s400/IMG_4134.jpg" /&gt;Michael and Tim enjoy their ice-cream&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373272294954018850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGyrvYuqCI/AAAAAAAABkI/oJQm0x0CRRc/s400/IMG_4138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373289786672684690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpHCl5HcHpI/AAAAAAAABn4/5knx-fLCqB4/s400/IMG_4136.jpg" /&gt;We had a GREAT time together! Thanks again everyone! We sure love you all and feel so lucky to be part of such an amazing family! Kisses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-9163056658615956808?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/9163056658615956808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=9163056658615956808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/9163056658615956808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/9163056658615956808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-that-plays-together.html' title='The Family that Plays Together...'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpG1lJ4OrGI/AAAAAAAABnw/jNEKgPcOMkI/s72-c/IMG_4087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-7908891912041464981</id><published>2009-08-23T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:17:08.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm not too domestic. I admit it. I've never made homemade pizza in my marriage. But, you throw in a lazy Friday night, the Johnson cousins, Tiffany's handy kitchen skills, a trip to the grocery store, and voila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGxldcQ8OI/AAAAAAAABkA/rWRMqJvA3os/s1600-h/IMG_3995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373271087546167522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGxldcQ8OI/AAAAAAAABkA/rWRMqJvA3os/s400/IMG_3995.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You may notice the lack of cheese on Tiffany's pizza.  I guess in her hurry she forgot it...but not to worry...we smothered it on top, and it all tasted wonderful. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-7908891912041464981?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7908891912041464981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=7908891912041464981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7908891912041464981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7908891912041464981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/08/pizza-night.html' title='Pizza Night'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGxldcQ8OI/AAAAAAAABkA/rWRMqJvA3os/s72-c/IMG_3995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-6736176694597093715</id><published>2009-08-23T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:12:31.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Love with Lagoon</title><content type='html'>I haven't been to Lagoon in years. No, let me retract. I haven't been to Lagoon &lt;em&gt;when I'm not pregnant&lt;/em&gt; in years. Usually I stay off the big rides with whatever small children are clinging to my motherly skirts and watch all of the big kids have fun with John. (I did cheat when I was 5 mos. pregnant with Timothy and ride the Rocket as well as the Spider, but alas, I digress.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, with the benevolence of Jennifer and Amy in my corner, I left Bethany, Timothy, and Matthew home, took on cousins Aaron and Abby, and left with Ashley, Andrew, and Natalie to Farmington. It promised to be 100 degrees, and I had it in my head that you can't wear open-toed shoes there for certain rides. So, I wore my shoes and socks, but didn't have any of those cute little "hidden" socks that look like you're wearing NO socks, so I thought I'd have to wear pants because you just don't wear calf-length socks with capris! Then, as I got ready, I realized I didnt' have any t-shirts...just a capped-sleeve turtleneck...which I wore, and to any who know me, YES...it WAS black. I think I looked like the biggest idiot with long pants, shoes, and a turtleneck! Oh well! I had fun regardless!  I'll let the pictures do the talking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ran to the Wild Mouse FIRST!!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373266077850371138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGtB23thEI/AAAAAAAABiI/l1cbk2PKw9o/s400/IMG_3880.jpg" /&gt;Music Express&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373266086478260210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGtCXAwp_I/AAAAAAAABiQ/68owIuL948g/s400/IMG_3891.jpg" /&gt;Waiting for the Spider&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373267361376995074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGuMkYThwI/AAAAAAAABjw/mCQxyfXRV7A/s400/IMG_3888.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A mid-day rest&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGuM9u9VeI/AAAAAAAABj4/tz1epvZ5H5w/s1600-h/IMG_3920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373267368182896098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGuM9u9VeI/AAAAAAAABj4/tz1epvZ5H5w/s400/IMG_3920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In line for the Log ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGuMDvHpAI/AAAAAAAABjo/6VyeX19CVM4/s1600-h/IMG_3984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373267352614315010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGuMDvHpAI/AAAAAAAABjo/6VyeX19CVM4/s400/IMG_3984.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to avoid the Waterfall on Rattlesnake Rapids&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373267340699231666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGuLXWV5bI/AAAAAAAABjY/wPExV1YxW74/s400/IMG_3977.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AFTER Rattlesnake Rapids&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373267343279490626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGuLg9hhkI/AAAAAAAABjg/HNKb_y-4Inw/s400/IMG_3981.jpg" /&gt;Sometimes the kiddie rides don't hold enough excitement for an almost-11-year-old&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373266719665956738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGtnN0eJ4I/AAAAAAAABjQ/Uq9tzB2sw00/s400/IMG_3962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373266708213021490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGtmjJ4OzI/AAAAAAAABjI/Sl1J2beEITg/s400/IMG_3957.jpg" /&gt;The Scrambler!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373266703734554386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGtmSeIPxI/AAAAAAAABjA/kQXbuiVq0K8/s400/IMG_3946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373266692171505234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGtlnZSHlI/AAAAAAAABi4/cAEiQydEYL4/s400/IMG_3944.jpg" /&gt;These two are the cutest little friends&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373266683104106082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGtlFnclmI/AAAAAAAABiw/JRLuQdFpu2U/s400/IMG_3931.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373266118172932818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGtENFW-tI/AAAAAAAABio/J6JB3oWP-vk/s400/IMG_3919.jpg" /&gt;Buddies Aaron and Andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373266106752341938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGtDiiel7I/AAAAAAAABig/KW-46ivB2NY/s400/IMG_3930.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; On the Cliffhanger...sopping wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373266101052606162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGtDNTjhtI/AAAAAAAABiY/B5SowxmkqhE/s400/IMG_3910.jpg" /&gt;Thanks again to the babysitters!  At the end of the night, Ashley and I ran to the Samurai for one last ride.  That thing is a killer!  When the ride ended, the park was closing, but there were still 15 people in line for the last ride that could hold 30 people, so we rode once more.  Twice in a row was a little much for me!  I think for the first time in my life I was a little nauseated getting off of a ride!  Hmmm....  But we love Lagoon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-6736176694597093715?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6736176694597093715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=6736176694597093715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/6736176694597093715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/6736176694597093715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-love-with-lagoon.html' title='In Love with Lagoon'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SpGtB23thEI/AAAAAAAABiI/l1cbk2PKw9o/s72-c/IMG_3880.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-3945332760240714894</id><published>2009-08-19T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:05:59.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splash</title><content type='html'>With summer coming to a close, we're trying to fit in as many fun activities as we can! Yesterday we ended up at the Gateway for some splashin' fun! We had a great time with the Dustins, Mercers, and Hendricksons! It was a great day! Auntie Jennifer bought everyone pizza and drinks so we could splash on full stomachs! Thanks Jenn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel tries out his walking skills! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371772682442792754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxeyzcmXzI/AAAAAAAABfY/xhr0R-KUF3E/s400/IMG_3803.jpg" /&gt;Daniel--ready for action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371772672422617618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxeyOHmohI/AAAAAAAABfQ/yrIMuC2HhEo/s400/IMG_3801.jpg" /&gt;Holden waiting for the water to spray... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371774364206103602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxgUsgN_DI/AAAAAAAABho/v8XSk2AJQY4/s400/IMG_3831.jpg" /&gt; Matthew, in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soxmyht7EOI/AAAAAAAABiA/P966kitNzWI/s1600-h/IMG_3849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371781473776636130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soxmyht7EOI/AAAAAAAABiA/P966kitNzWI/s400/IMG_3849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew and Aaron having fun &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371774841736072338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxgwfcPDJI/AAAAAAAABhw/kfcwTcT2ffM/s400/IMG_3835.jpg" /&gt;Bethany, a little too timid to brave the "splash ground."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371774848956767474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soxgw6VyHPI/AAAAAAAABh4/ZaklRXcwxRQ/s400/IMG_3858.jpg" /&gt; Fun to watch the synchronized musical water show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371774358667032546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxgUX3md-I/AAAAAAAABhg/L11OBFngVuY/s400/IMG_3847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371774345889819682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxgToRRrCI/AAAAAAAABhY/vgLapnItjn0/s400/IMG_3846.jpg" /&gt; Natalie, waiting, waiting, waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371774339010060386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxgTOpA4GI/AAAAAAAABhQ/9LWBRq8Ujf8/s400/IMG_3806.jpg" /&gt;Ashley tries to coax Bethany into the fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371774328986513874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxgSpTNsdI/AAAAAAAABhI/VmPGGOYB3Pw/s400/IMG_3836.jpg" /&gt; Timothy learns what happens when you look down into one of the splash holes...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371773736475537186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxfwKBlryI/AAAAAAAABgg/BAWKFjMvg6c/s400/IMG_3842.jpg" /&gt;(Uh, note the "floating" swimming suit. I told the kids to get their swimming suits on, and Timothy INSISTED on wearing this suit rather than his swimming trunks. Oh well. No sunburn to worry about with him!) &lt;p&gt;Andrew fell and got a little "owie" and a nearby concerned citizen decided to call security! We had to file a report for his "scraped knee." More excitement than they usually get, I'd wager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371773258865330994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxfUWycSzI/AAAAAAAABgI/M0ivABbKsv8/s400/IMG_3859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371773271659111362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxfVGct48I/AAAAAAAABgQ/TLn_1fVg5Ek/s400/IMG_3861.jpg" /&gt; Natalie takes a break and tries to get warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371773280686237122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxfVoE85cI/AAAAAAAABgY/q4zzavINDWw/s400/IMG_3865.jpg" /&gt; Holden gets the biggest thrill of the day when he sees an airplane! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371772693804449170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxezdxbfZI/AAAAAAAABfg/HgDY36oL0gI/s400/IMG_3819.jpg" /&gt;Carrie splurges and buys everyone snowies..the best slushies we've ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371773762429024786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxfxqtYehI/AAAAAAAABgw/F_ox6YZcliM/s400/IMG_3872.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxfyzggvgI/AAAAAAAABhA/-2DrzCE1Hh4/s1600-h/IMG_3874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371773781970828802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxfyzggvgI/AAAAAAAABhA/-2DrzCE1Hh4/s400/IMG_3874.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxfydHOFeI/AAAAAAAABg4/r6LfTo9OD-U/s1600-h/IMG_3876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371773775959168482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxfydHOFeI/AAAAAAAABg4/r6LfTo9OD-U/s400/IMG_3876.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew struggled the entire time to keep his swimming suit up!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371773250529797650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxfT3vGJhI/AAAAAAAABgA/qZEf7cpXfmo/s400/IMG_3853.jpg" /&gt;Ash Splash&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371773236085699650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoxfTB7WtEI/AAAAAAAABf4/TZrxNFJQaGo/s400/IMG_3824.jpg" /&gt;Too shy to get in the wet, Ava spent most of the time singing on the sidelines!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371772710274699058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soxe0bIPjzI/AAAAAAAABfw/pl0RDGysDWo/s400/IMG_3866.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and little sister Lauren followed suit!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371772699479140370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soxezy6YaBI/AAAAAAAABfo/DWzrdZRbQhQ/s400/IMG_3868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting ready to go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soxfw5DNdEI/AAAAAAAABgo/PqAuEJ7s8JM/s1600-h/IMG_3870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371773749098804290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soxfw5DNdEI/AAAAAAAABgo/PqAuEJ7s8JM/s400/IMG_3870.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had such a great time! We are so lucky to have so many fun cousins nearby! 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Rushmore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks to Jennifer and Michael, we took a caravan trip to Mt. Rushmore last week with them and with Mom and Dad! It was amazing. I don't think it was on the top of my list of places to visit, but thanks to their planning, we tagged along...and what an adventure! I am so grateful we got to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rented a 31-foot motorhome, and drove the 700+ miles via Martin's Cove in Wyoming to Custer, South Dakota, and saw Crazy Horse monument, Mt. Rushmore, the Jewel caves, and drove through Custer State Park. It was such a wonderful vacation. Thanks again Jenn and Michael for inviting us along! It will definitely be a trip to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we drove, the highway was so bumpy in spots, Mom held up the Pollyanna board so we could still play games without our pieces moving! Now that's game dedication!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370309089272708610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocrqeAmvgI/AAAAAAAABY4/vHE3uSPaG2U/s400/IMG_3490.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bethany was pretty content to sit in her carseat for most of the ride! She would often fuss until we put her in, then she'd clap her hands as we buckled her up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310131580434834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocsnI6IeZI/AAAAAAAABaA/bb0EbNiFLKc/s400/IMG_3534.jpg" /&gt;As we drove, we realized that on the range, the antelope really do play...and in abundance. We saw so many!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310107575442226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Socslve5WzI/AAAAAAAABZo/3_AEgv45oZs/s400/IMG_3509.jpg" /&gt;First we stopped over in Martin's Cove. Near this visitor's center, the Pioneers who left late in the season got stranded and weathered severe winter storms without protection or food. Rescue eventually came, but the death toll reached over 10%. It was a very sobering thing to see all of the names of the pioneers in the Willey and Martin companies, with the ones who died highlighted in red. Amazing. It really made me think I have never really had to sacrifice anything.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370309098887608482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocrrB0-eKI/AAAAAAAABZA/w_1P5QDcOLU/s400/IMG_3495.jpg" /&gt;The kids get a chance to pull a small handcart as the pioneers did.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310097898989538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocslLb2Z-I/AAAAAAAABZg/F6pX4Hbjh1c/s400/IMG_3500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310113282263090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocsmEvgiDI/AAAAAAAABZw/3J2e9U0-crM/s400/IMG_3517.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370309110017456770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocrrrSieoI/AAAAAAAABZI/1K7rboQBXy8/s400/IMG_3501.jpg" /&gt;John, here in front of Rattlesnake Pass (leading between the mountains behind) through which the pioneers passed, as well as the pony express. Part of the Oregon Trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370309117348373378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocrsGmXY4I/AAAAAAAABZQ/VvtvTTN2sTw/s400/IMG_3504.jpg" /&gt;John, in front of Devil's Gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370309126850171570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Socrsp_xUrI/AAAAAAAABZY/Di5MI8KQB_M/s400/IMG_3507.jpg" /&gt;And on to Custer! We found a great campsite with electrical, sewer, and internet hookups. What more could you want when you're camping? The kids are having breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310121088039394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Socsmh0jOeI/AAAAAAAABZ4/fT9K6rucf5w/s400/IMG_3532.jpg" /&gt; When you're staying in a small town, there aren't many franchises around, but we did manage to find a Pizza Hut buffet! The kids were in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310889400213106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoctTQAcnnI/AAAAAAAABaI/kOVDhb8lK-k/s400/IMG_3544.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SodA7oIpErI/AAAAAAAABfI/4BELM3N9Mmk/s1600-h/IMG_3542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370332473792729778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SodA7oIpErI/AAAAAAAABfI/4BELM3N9Mmk/s400/IMG_3542.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next place we visited was Crazy Horse monument. It is a mountain sculpture in the works depicting "Crazy Horse" pointing over the lands where his ancestors are buried. It is (if I remember correctly) going to be 5x the size of Mt. Rushmore when completed. The man who began the project has refused funding from the government in an effort to show that the Indian Nation is independent. The project has reportedly turned down offers of $20 million from the government to complete it. Thus, it has been in the works for over 50 years, with what seems like hundreds of years to go to completion. Here is Jennifer in front of the mountain. If you look closely to the left you can see the face of "Crazy Horse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370314614738205522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocwsF-PO1I/AAAAAAAABaw/M_fk893I8mI/s400/IMG_3559.jpg" /&gt; A small-scale sculpture of what the finished mountain will look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370314625841364290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocwsvVb_UI/AAAAAAAABa4/gb9xvRKXkC8/s400/IMG_3564.jpg" /&gt;Dad teasing Daniel. That kid is ALWAYS smiling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370314632205977410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocwtHC4R0I/AAAAAAAABbA/qcUk39u68tw/s400/IMG_3575.jpg" /&gt; Matthew was tired, and having a hard time getting comfortable in the stroller, so he just parked it and got cozy on the wooden deck. We tried to hold him, but he just wanted to be left alone to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370319362146681250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc1AbcnwaI/AAAAAAAABcA/N3kyeddaNok/s400/IMG_3579.jpg" /&gt;Abby and Natalie in front of a motorcycle on display at Crazy Horse. I'm not really sure what it has to do with the whole thing, but I thought the picture was cute nonetheless. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310922405821842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoctVK9mPZI/AAAAAAAABao/rA98VM64syY/s400/IMG_3556.jpg" /&gt;After Crazy Horse, we headed to the Jewel Caves. Here we are in front of the elevator that will take us some 39 stories underground! With a temperature of 49 degrees in the caves, we tried to bundle up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310897158139506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoctTs6FLnI/AAAAAAAABaQ/nhqCyTS-1Iw/s400/IMG_3546.jpg" /&gt; Inside the Jewel Caves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310914355691106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoctUs-S_mI/AAAAAAAABag/50HcZYAOn3Q/s400/IMG_3555.jpg" /&gt;I think this rock is called "Bacon" rock. The picture doesn't do it justice, but it really did look like a big piece of bacon.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370319369903782450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc1A4WDujI/AAAAAAAABcI/qiNI_huiYUc/s400/IMG_3554.jpg" /&gt;I think I learned just how many times a tour guide can say "don't touch" in one tour by walking around with this kid underground. 357.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310905054346850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SoctUKUrvmI/AAAAAAAABaY/oeUNha-w1Lc/s400/IMG_3547.jpg" /&gt;After the caves, we headed to Mt. Rushmore. It is absolutely breathtaking. George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Theodore Roosevelt, and Abraham Lincoln. Great men. Washington, who turned down a third term to be president, also declining job as emperor or king of the country, Jefferson who made the Louisana Purchase and penned the Constitution, Roosevelt who was instrumental in getting the Panama Canal, and Lincoln, President during the Emancipation Proclamation, are all depicted, immortalized in stone.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370316076819206466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocyBMpg0UI/AAAAAAAABbg/sM8lRorAHEI/s400/IMG_3587.jpg" /&gt;Our group on the hiking trail at the base of Mt. Rushmore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocyCqYiKuI/AAAAAAAABb4/8CnjVuEWFho/s1600-h/IMG_3621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370316101980924642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocyCqYiKuI/AAAAAAAABb4/8CnjVuEWFho/s400/IMG_3621.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Mt. Rushmore, the Avenue of Flags, representing all 50 states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370316066126811058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocyAk0Pz7I/AAAAAAAABbY/pUeeuOTCRb8/s400/IMG_3586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370316083557446754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocyBlwCNGI/AAAAAAAABbo/tySmwyVB3C8/s400/IMG_3615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to our recorded tour to get the fullest experience and to learn the most about Mt. Rushmore. Highly recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370319395429252050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc1CXbze9I/AAAAAAAABcg/atZsFq4I4Pk/s400/IMG_3596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kids had little booklets that they completed, answering questions during a very detailed "interrogation" so that they could become Jr. Rangers. We were SO SO proud!!! (You think I'm kidding. The guy drilled them for a good 40 minutes total before he would pass out those plastic badges. They EARNED those puppies!)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370319388386665858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc1B9MuJYI/AAAAAAAABcY/XoZfiFPGZLc/s400/IMG_3629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids hiking on the GRANITE rocks in the BLACK hills, near the PONDEROSA pines at Mt. Rushmore. (They're not the ONLY ones who learned something. Where's MY badge?)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370319380145120466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc1BefyJNI/AAAAAAAABcQ/fVg_a4DInP4/s400/IMG_3624.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we headed to Custer State Park for a drive. The wildlife there was amazing! The kids got up close and personal with donkeys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc16zTyX5I/AAAAAAAABdI/Q9VQxGY17yg/s1600-h/IMG_3701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370320364984491922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc16zTyX5I/AAAAAAAABdI/Q9VQxGY17yg/s400/IMG_3701.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc16TrchgI/AAAAAAAABdA/GikDNASh5Jg/s1600-h/IMG_3689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370320356493788674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc16TrchgI/AAAAAAAABdA/GikDNASh5Jg/s400/IMG_3689.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc15gTe3lI/AAAAAAAABc4/M9WOvFRROrk/s1600-h/IMG_3679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370320342703070802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc15gTe3lI/AAAAAAAABc4/M9WOvFRROrk/s400/IMG_3679.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc15XMc4aI/AAAAAAAABcw/jgPqSDqO914/s1600-h/IMG_3661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370320340257661346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc15XMc4aI/AAAAAAAABcw/jgPqSDqO914/s400/IMG_3661.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad had the chance to pet this buffalo, but wimped out. Bummer. I was hoping for a great photo op at the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370321275381640962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc2vyzYbwI/AAAAAAAABdQ/v-PnQ1K2CzI/s400/IMG_3711.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For lunch, we ate at scenic Sylvan Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370321281885257810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc2wLB9wFI/AAAAAAAABdY/qUu4WyQk2QU/s400/IMG_3717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370322346422973122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc3uIviMsI/AAAAAAAABd4/JoNq9MstEek/s400/IMG_3753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids were BEGGING to swim, so although the water was FREEZING (by my standard) they all went in anyway. Andrew and Aaron feeling safe with their floating devices!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370322352954960674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc3uhE4ayI/AAAAAAAABeA/w-j7HlqSE3k/s400/IMG_3754.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were many "creatures" in the water. Tadpoles, minnows, and crawfish! Abby gives "fishing" a go.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370322365095119234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc3vOTUiYI/AAAAAAAABeI/vCARQSOHX-Q/s400/IMG_3759.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370322382226747794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc3wOH0cZI/AAAAAAAABeY/l8diuho_S-Q/s400/IMG_3757.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370322372638434194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc3vqZyY5I/AAAAAAAABeQ/vL1W5L0UkIE/s400/IMG_3758.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370323054436491474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc4XWTHINI/AAAAAAAABeg/r5qBkuCksjM/s400/IMG_3762.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Michael drove us up to a place called "Needles", named for the cool rock formations. We had a great time crawling around!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370321301715473522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc2xU521HI/AAAAAAAABdo/cbJo5C3cTtQ/s400/IMG_3741.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370321317205737538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc2yOnBgEI/AAAAAAAABdw/ylI6nNxZltM/s400/IMG_3752.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370321288284945826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc2wi3xPaI/AAAAAAAABdg/4M3W1hd0Mxo/s400/IMG_3736.jpg" /&gt;We drove into a small town called Keystone to do a little shopping. Cute place with some really interesting shops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370323083350069874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc4ZCApUnI/AAAAAAAABe4/fI750sKwfH0/s400/IMG_3772.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370323073201156098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc4YcM9MAI/AAAAAAAABew/vuIMFH0-4yQ/s400/IMG_3769.jpg" /&gt;But a child can only stand so much shopping. We thought this pose that Timothy had when he fell asleep was so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370323064119705218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc4X6XxPoI/AAAAAAAABeo/at2VJDHj0Lc/s400/IMG_3765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back at camp, Abby and Natalie made themselves a little town out of dirt. Abby used her new souvenir jewelry, as well as rocks gathered from around the camp to create their settlement. They had a petting zoo, Crazy Horse, Rushmore, and even a bowling alley. Sounds like a great place to visit!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370320333714468130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc14-0brSI/AAAAAAAABco/762p7PvWM80/s400/IMG_3645.jpg" /&gt;Then we all went to bed for the long trek home. We made the drive in record time, with only a few small stops for the most essential things:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370323094250463746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Soc4ZqngIgI/AAAAAAAABfA/PoD3PDwYYgo/s400/IMG_3776.jpg" /&gt;All in all, we were only gone for a few days, but packed in so much! We had a wonderful time! Thanks again to the Dustins and Mom and Dad for making the trip so fun! 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Rushmore'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SocrqeAmvgI/AAAAAAAABY4/vHE3uSPaG2U/s72-c/IMG_3490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-8115008409853267465</id><published>2009-07-21T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:24:15.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alaska</title><content type='html'>We are among the lucky ones. Last week we took a cruise up to Alaska. It was amazing. But even more amazing than the opportunity to be there was the chance we had to be there with Mom and Dad, Jeff and Natalie, four of our kids, John's mom, and two of his aunts and two uncles. SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went with an LDS group organized through a company called "Cruise Lady." It's so fun to be there on board with not only family, but a large group (over 160) who are all LDS. You have such fun getting to know people during the trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a couple of days on board the ship, but stopped in Ketchikan, Juneau, Skagway, and Victoria, Canada. There were so many highlights to the trip, but I'll let the pictures do most of the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All Aboard!!! (I think Ashley's smile was fading by the time I got Matthew to even LOOK at the camera!) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361137688698197106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaWUsbQlHI/AAAAAAAABVA/5gxRdOVtuQE/s400/IMG_3091.jpg" /&gt;And Straight to the Buffet (a really hard habit to break now that we're home!) Honestly, you go from two meals a day at home (well, that's me talking) to eating at least FIVE! Thank heavens for the menu selection of "sweet and nutritious fruit"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361138526253805522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaXFckE79I/AAAAAAAABVw/86g3exJ5F_Q/s400/IMG_3101.jpg" /&gt;Is there life without shrimp????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361140334579243490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYutGdWeI/AAAAAAAABXw/yowF9SyYSBc/s400/IMG_3191.jpg" /&gt;After our first day at sea, we stopped in Ketchikan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Totem Byte Park:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361139152711904978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaXp6TU7tI/AAAAAAAABWY/TWJM-UDoRus/s400/IMG_3152.jpg" /&gt;Ashley and Andrew were so happy to find handfuls of "Salmon Berries" along the path. The berries look like "pink" raspberries, and much more tart!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361138543300448162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaXGcEUD6I/AAAAAAAABWA/JIylN0uLYws/s400/IMG_3133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gorgeous Natalie in front of a totem pole&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361138545683702482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaXGk8hotI/AAAAAAAABWI/wgcIT0zgfu0/s400/IMG_3139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;John, just lookin' good.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361139144406024306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaXpbXDQHI/AAAAAAAABWQ/JjtcLtYY8Ak/s400/IMG_3140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was an amazing view of the ocean nearby.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361139158312653650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaXqPKpk1I/AAAAAAAABWg/EsfCVzi5fMk/s400/IMG_3142.jpg" /&gt;Messing around in the gift shops:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361139170147173986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaXq7QOBmI/AAAAAAAABWw/xFhhfI4KZ88/s400/IMG_3155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361139160068311986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaXqVtOy7I/AAAAAAAABWo/1AFON-AAdp8/s400/IMG_3156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Natalie tries on an $80,000 GREEN DIAMOND ring. (That was the SALE price!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361139894678332034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYVGV6IoI/AAAAAAAABXQ/oEdb1vvnJJ8/s400/IMG_3180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back aboard, the kids ask, "what should we do in 65 degree weather? SWIM, of course!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361137691437797458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaWU2obkFI/AAAAAAAABVI/Gy5J6bOVca4/s400/IMG_3098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Panning for Gold in Skagway:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361139885263771746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYUjRTWGI/AAAAAAAABXI/Rjyvp_IpbNs/s400/IMG_3170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad hits the jackpot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361140345686439666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYvWentvI/AAAAAAAABYA/ML0xGR7iaJU/s400/IMG_3086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Natalie: Worth her weight in gold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361140338870406482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYu9FjTVI/AAAAAAAABX4/UbE1iV52URw/s400/IMG_3079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Breathtaking Butchart Gardens in Victoria Canada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaZcVIRUPI/AAAAAAAABYo/MqODerkELU4/s1600-h/IMG_3234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361141118418374898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaZcVIRUPI/AAAAAAAABYo/MqODerkELU4/s400/IMG_3234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaZb7Z6TAI/AAAAAAAABYg/uq6ExcrIBs4/s1600-h/IMG_3240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361141111513041922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaZb7Z6TAI/AAAAAAAABYg/uq6ExcrIBs4/s400/IMG_3240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361141101181684194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaZbU6uSeI/AAAAAAAABYY/Z-1BjVNey2U/s400/IMG_3227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361141097211483586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaZbGIJ1cI/AAAAAAAABYQ/C6Jyqu-73mM/s400/IMG_3212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361141061663589426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaZZBs4BDI/AAAAAAAABYI/XCZdKhuUOB0/s400/IMG_3224.jpg" /&gt;Formal night on the Ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeff and Natalie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361137698375826914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaWVQelfeI/AAAAAAAABVQ/iyO9O3F6WMU/s400/IMG_3107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmagZbfFVuI/AAAAAAAABYw/VJWnfc_3gI0/s1600-h/Mom+and+Dad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361148765166458594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmagZbfFVuI/AAAAAAAABYw/VJWnfc_3gI0/s400/Mom+and+Dad.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kim and John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361137706279969010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaWVt7FIPI/AAAAAAAABVY/WqDQQ3Qkg3w/s400/IMG_3108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashley wanted to try the Pheasant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361140326491273666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYuO-IucI/AAAAAAAABXo/x8aBnPpHuE8/s400/IMG_3188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361138521350060962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaXFKS7u6I/AAAAAAAABVo/K82J82hCiyw/s400/IMG_3111.jpg" /&gt;Jeff, with his SECOND helping of Lobster Tails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYt6MiOsI/AAAAAAAABXg/6givEkeIDBw/s1600-h/IMG_3190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361140320914520770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYt6MiOsI/AAAAAAAABXg/6givEkeIDBw/s400/IMG_3190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Dessert never disappoints!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361138535417791794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaXF-s8RTI/AAAAAAAABV4/EMTvESMWF3s/s400/IMG_3181.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at the eagles on shore...with NO zoom lens. No kidding, they were 10 yards away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361139876426848754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYUCWamfI/AAAAAAAABXA/XvUier4CFpw/s400/IMG_3162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeff makes friends with a sea urchin:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361139868667288066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYTlcZGgI/AAAAAAAABW4/d5n4UPeZEf0/s400/IMG_3160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could it even BE a vacation without Settlers of Catan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYVq7f80I/AAAAAAAABXY/m00WtwCRCwY/s1600-h/IMG_3187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361139904499675970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaYVq7f80I/AAAAAAAABXY/m00WtwCRCwY/s400/IMG_3187.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's so amazing to realize the great opportunities we have!  We are so blessed!  We couldn't have done it without the Cruise Lady, and especially the help of Amy and Marshall for watching our two babies and kitty while we were away!  You guys are the best!  We love you.  Thanks again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;...and to Alaska:  See you next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-8115008409853267465?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8115008409853267465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=8115008409853267465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8115008409853267465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8115008409853267465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/07/alaska.html' title='Alaska'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SmaWUsbQlHI/AAAAAAAABVA/5gxRdOVtuQE/s72-c/IMG_3091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-6005826263133930291</id><published>2009-07-10T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:00:10.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, Christian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Slduiq1g0vI/AAAAAAAABUY/Bp4QkoeGigI/s1600-h/IMG_3064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356871823673840370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Slduiq1g0vI/AAAAAAAABUY/Bp4QkoeGigI/s400/IMG_3064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amy started a new blog for Christian documenting his mission, and is doing a beautiful job. She has great posts, and you can check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.elderloveridge.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.elderloveridge.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a few things to add. We spend a lot of time together as a family. At least some of us are together probably 4 or 5 days a week. But with Christian leaving on his mission, I think I at least saw him every single day for the last three or more weeks. Crazy! We are really going to miss him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just before he was set apart with his Stake Presidency and bishop. I could hardly believe what a BEAUTIFUL blessing he received as he was set apart. It was specific and custom-made for him. It was an amazing experience to be there. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356871801942335282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SlduhZ4UXzI/AAAAAAAABUA/GsR-UIChyRo/s400/IMG_3018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With the new MTC drop-off rule, you can only have ONE car drop him off at the curb, and NO family goes inside the MTC. So, we had a breakfast buffet at Tiffany's home in the morning, and then those who could drove to Provo, and we met at a nearby church parking lot so we could see him off once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SldujOtKtwI/AAAAAAAABUk/Bb89Zhrj9qs/s1600-h/IMG_3072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356871833302513410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SldujOtKtwI/AAAAAAAABUk/Bb89Zhrj9qs/s400/IMG_3072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SlduhystxQI/AAAAAAAABUI/o4_5lJt0VU4/s1600-h/IMG_3033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356871808604554498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SlduhystxQI/AAAAAAAABUI/o4_5lJt0VU4/s400/IMG_3033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As my parents drove him the last two blocks to the MTC, we all stood in a long line and waved goodbye, and just as Christian drove past, he stuck his head out the window, threw his fist in the air, and yelled, "Hurrah for Israel!" What a cool brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As we waited for Mom and Dad to come back and report, I asked the kids what they were going to miss most about Christian. Andrew said, "playing games, like Sardines." Ashley said, "leadership." Adam said, "him just being there." They LOVE their Uncle Christian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SlduiNtVUjI/AAAAAAAABUQ/3QPKK4t3GS0/s1600-h/IMG_3043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356871815854903858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SlduiNtVUjI/AAAAAAAABUQ/3QPKK4t3GS0/s400/IMG_3043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Slduzb6Q-tI/AAAAAAAABUw/qE1s3umlkg0/s1600-h/IMG_3055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356872111725017810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Slduzb6Q-tI/AAAAAAAABUw/qE1s3umlkg0/s400/IMG_3055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad said the MTC was short and HARD, and sweet. They pulled up and a couple of dozen missionaries greeted them as they unloaded his luggage. Mom described them as just "BEAMING." Dad said he was glad that they didn't have to go inside because that would have torn him apart. He said it was hard enough as it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that afternoon, we went to Brick Oven for lunch, and as I sat there with Dad, he said he was thinking that if Christian had been born sooner after the other children (he's 8 years after my youngest sister) that he would be graduating from graduate school about now. I said, "yeah, but isn't it sweet to have this experience of sending a missionary off this late in your life?" He then got a bit emotional, and said, "Christian is like an encore. You go to the performance, and you think it's over, and then, they play an encore, and it's like they saved the best for last." Coming from a musician, I thought that was a beautiful analogy. He really is like a wonderful "addendum" to our family, and we simply wouldn't be complete without him. LOVE YOU CHRISTIAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bethany waves goodbye:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SlduzuqydcI/AAAAAAAABU4/t1E4yrkJhCA/s1600-h/IMG_3075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356872116760376770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SlduzuqydcI/AAAAAAAABU4/t1E4yrkJhCA/s400/IMG_3075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-6005826263133930291?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6005826263133930291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=6005826263133930291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/6005826263133930291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/6005826263133930291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/07/farewell-christian.html' title='Farewell, Christian'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Slduiq1g0vI/AAAAAAAABUY/Bp4QkoeGigI/s72-c/IMG_3064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-4576092983495812230</id><published>2009-07-10T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:35:20.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nacho Libre!</title><content type='html'>So, I've seen Nacho Libre once in my life, and thought it amusing, but when my brother-in-law decided to host a Nacho Libre party, I thought we'd better get our kids decked out for the occasion.  I got online to get the costume ideas.  Andrew, of course is "Nacho Libre" and Matthew (far right) is his side-kick.  Timothy is one of the opponents...I remember my brother-in-law showing me a clip of these two little dudes in furry costumes (I think they're called the Devil's cavemen) so I knew he at LEAST would get a kick out of Timothy's costume.  Thanks for planning a fun night for all of us!  I didn't take enough pictures at the event...All the kids had decorated their own little paper plate masks, and Christian had SEWED a "Strong Bad" from Home Star Runner mask!  I'll have to get pics from the fam for that.  We had Nachos, toast, and of course, "the Lord's cheeps."  Thanks, Marshall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SldsZsYCDZI/AAAAAAAABT4/xtBfv8pgvow/s1600-h/IMG_3007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356869470444981650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SldsZsYCDZI/AAAAAAAABT4/xtBfv8pgvow/s400/IMG_3007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-4576092983495812230?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4576092983495812230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=4576092983495812230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4576092983495812230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4576092983495812230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/07/nacho-libre.html' title='Nacho Libre!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SldsZsYCDZI/AAAAAAAABT4/xtBfv8pgvow/s72-c/IMG_3007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-5341239494774547618</id><published>2009-07-02T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:23:16.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oquirrh Hills Temple</title><content type='html'>Today, thanks to Jenn getting reservations, we went to the Oquirrh Hills Temple Open House. We had the chance earlier this year to see the Draper Hills Temple, so we feel doubly blessed to be able to take our children inside TWO temples. I remember as a child going to the Jordan River temple before it was dedicated, and am grateful that we get to give our children the same experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually saw some friends who had never been to an open house before, and who probably don't know much about the LDS church, so it was an added bonus to see them there! Overall, it was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I am with all of my kids! And they're all looking and smiling! A rarity! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354019276197621170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sk1MKjZabbI/AAAAAAAABTI/o3q-xtbOcwc/s400/end+of+june,+oquirrh+hills+temple+fix.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jennifer with her sweet kids! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354026832652671698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sk1TCZYsGtI/AAAAAAAABTw/bdaExbDCApA/s400/end+of+june,+oquirrh+hills+temple+dustins+fix.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Aaron and Abby &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sk1MLE9IeaI/AAAAAAAABTY/zurzvTSSbTg/s1600-h/end+of+june,+oquirrh+hills+temple+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354019285205809570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sk1MLE9IeaI/AAAAAAAABTY/zurzvTSSbTg/s400/end+of+june,+oquirrh+hills+temple+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;All of the cousins together &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sk1MK6DcJeI/AAAAAAAABTQ/RZZLUel0uSA/s1600-h/end+of+june,+oquirrh+hills+temple+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354019282279474658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sk1MK6DcJeI/AAAAAAAABTQ/RZZLUel0uSA/s400/end+of+june,+oquirrh+hills+temple+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Natalie and Abby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354019299924834626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sk1ML7ya-UI/AAAAAAAABTo/XUQ2SNvounA/s400/end+of+june,+oquirrh+hills+temple+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-5341239494774547618?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5341239494774547618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=5341239494774547618&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/5341239494774547618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/5341239494774547618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/07/oquirrh-hills-temple.html' title='Oquirrh Hills Temple'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sk1MKjZabbI/AAAAAAAABTI/o3q-xtbOcwc/s72-c/end+of+june,+oquirrh+hills+temple+fix.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-90634978423602409</id><published>2009-06-21T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:20:41.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349935257017581922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JxWXfAWI/AAAAAAAABSQ/0lxp5aGafj8/s400/spring+and+summer+2009+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how you think many things, but often they don't make it onto paper. Actually, I think my family is pretty good at expressing love, and we're pretty good about writing notes and things, but I don't think I've taken the time to share publicly how cooooool my dad is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JxzpOcEI/AAAAAAAABSg/fDNUFYBRje8/s1600-h/IMG_2078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349935264876621890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JxzpOcEI/AAAAAAAABSg/fDNUFYBRje8/s400/IMG_2078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad rocks! He is often called "the life of the party." He is quick to laugh, ALWAYS has a joke ready, and loves to share his quick wit in conversations. He is jovial, fun, and a great joy to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7IbmGbtjI/AAAAAAAABQw/koFp0hQVCzQ/s1600-h/december+2003+kids+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349933783772280370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7IbmGbtjI/AAAAAAAABQw/koFp0hQVCzQ/s400/december+2003+kids+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is smart. He is an attorney by profession, but his wisdom extends FAR beyond his book-learning. He is "people" smart. He is a genius with others and really knows how to love. He is fun in his office and when I meet his clients, they rarely tell me that they met my Dad without adding how much fun they had with him and telling what a wonderful man he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JxuWMvgI/AAAAAAAABSY/dQi5IuI8c3E/s1600-h/spring+and+summer+2009+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349935263454641666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JxuWMvgI/AAAAAAAABSY/dQi5IuI8c3E/s400/spring+and+summer+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves his family. My dad shares that his parents RARELY used the words "I love you" with him, but I can't imagine being with him that he doesn't hug me or tell me that he loves me. He is free with his emotions and makes sure that we all know that he loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349935470278003410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7J9w0uytI/AAAAAAAABSw/kz6k_82UdxI/s400/IMG_2235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad serves. As a small example, when we visit their home, he is ALWAYS at the door helping carry out small children or bags of our "litter" to our car. It was especially apparent when I was pregnant, and he wouldn't let me carry anything! Even when he's at my house and I have heavy things to carry, he, with his "bad knee" will heft things up my garage stairs to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JwpJBZZI/AAAAAAAABSA/szwd4xgV0jo/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349935244877325714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JwpJBZZI/AAAAAAAABSA/szwd4xgV0jo/s400/Picture+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is a great GRANDPA!!! My kids LOVE him. He is a bit of a tease, and likes to tickle, excite, and surprise all of the grandkids. He's good at letting us know if we need to watch the kids, but rarely gets after the kids himself when they need to be calmed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JHmTOd6I/AAAAAAAABR4/EA83M6A-rlk/s1600-h/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349934539740182434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JHmTOd6I/AAAAAAAABR4/EA83M6A-rlk/s400/Picture+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad likes to be with others. If we're all together, and someone has to run an errand, he's quick to jump in the car and go along. He's quick to pick up the bill for treats and other outings, and is extremely generous. From my very early years, I learned that Dad would do anything for us. He really, honestly, just would love to shower us with everything he could. Secretly, he would spoil us all if he could. He is so giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JHeGUeDI/AAAAAAAABRw/aproXU-vkXI/s1600-h/Halloween+2006+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349934537538566194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JHeGUeDI/AAAAAAAABRw/aproXU-vkXI/s400/Halloween+2006+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is a giant. I have watched him for years take the "high road" in ways that I often couldn't understand. He has been the champion of the underdog, and has a real understanding and love for those who need an extra push. He has given of himself in church, family, private, and even professional matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JHMdAKoI/AAAAAAAABRo/nHF_JictvHc/s1600-h/S3010092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349934532801866370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JHMdAKoI/AAAAAAAABRo/nHF_JictvHc/s400/S3010092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is a teacher. He has lived life...and I mean that in a way that only those who have lived that roller-coaster life full of ups and downs can understand. He has seen the highest of highs, and the lowest of lows, but ALWAYS comes out on top. He has wisdom to share, and experiences to offer. He wants the best for his friends and family, and hopes they can learn from his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JG05aYRI/AAAAAAAABRg/xHyEjENixTY/s1600-h/criuse+pictures,+october+2005+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349934526478573842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JG05aYRI/AAAAAAAABRg/xHyEjENixTY/s400/criuse+pictures,+october+2005+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is my friend. I love hanging out with him. He has achieved that delicate balance between father and friend, and knows how to be both, without being "too much" of one or the other. He knows when to back off, he knows when to jump in. He knows just the right things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7Icl0Yj4I/AAAAAAAABRQ/VKev5S4EmR4/s1600-h/amy%27s+ward,+john%27s+car+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349933800876445570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7Icl0Yj4I/AAAAAAAABRQ/VKev5S4EmR4/s400/amy%27s+ward,+john%27s+car+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed. Yesterday at Youth Conference, youth were asked to name something that can be "hard" in their lives. One girl said, "Parents." I simply cannot relate. This isn't to say that mine are perfect by any stretch...nobody's are. But mine try, and they try perfectly, and that's what really matters. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349935254538968978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JxNIiX5I/AAAAAAAABSI/3U9S47GG8ds/s400/Picture+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate what a "glue" my Dad is in our family. He likes a good party, he often initiates get-togethers (especially when they involve restaurants ;) ) and is right in the middle of every discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7J9gYEq5I/AAAAAAAABSo/lYzfpHxV6a4/s1600-h/IMG_2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349935465862835090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7J9gYEq5I/AAAAAAAABSo/lYzfpHxV6a4/s400/IMG_2155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad has a testimony. Together with my mom, he taught me that participation in the church is not optional. We don't question our leaders, we just do what we are asked to do. We keep the Sabbath day holy. We are honest with our fellow men. We try to help others. We work together as a family to help each other out. When somebody needs help, we are ALL there to shoulder the load. I learned these things from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7MimvsddI/AAAAAAAABTA/KRh0XzgBs7c/s1600-h/Family+Photo,+July+2004+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349938302250939858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7MimvsddI/AAAAAAAABTA/KRh0XzgBs7c/s400/Family+Photo,+July+2004+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, you are amazing. You can't fit a heart-ful of gratitude on paper, but I know you know how much you are loved. You have achieved with your family what eludes so many. You and Mom have kept us together as friends through the years and years of family activities and outings. You continue to keep us together, sometimes at the sacrifice of a clean yard, or child-proof home, but your example will be felt for generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-90634978423602409?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/90634978423602409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=90634978423602409&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/90634978423602409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/90634978423602409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-dad.html' title='My Dad'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/Sj7JxWXfAWI/AAAAAAAABSQ/0lxp5aGafj8/s72-c/spring+and+summer+2009+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-4491682714117464429</id><published>2009-05-11T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:09:32.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello?  Is anybody there?</title><content type='html'>So, Uh, where DOES the time go?  Since my last post, I've kissed two, yes, you read that right, TWO computers goodbye.  Does ANYONE have that kind of bad luck?  Well, in losing all of my email contact list and a few photos (thank heavens for the separate hard drive Dad encouraged me to buy), I sorta lost heart as well.  But now, thanks to a SAINTLY neighbor who BUILT me the fabulosa machine I'm using today, I'm up and running.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've wished three kids Happy Birthday, as well as myself, said goodbye to my 91-year-old Grandma (what a lady!) and lived life as fully as we know how.  Here are a few photos of the past three months...if I can find them on this new computer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, messing around when I'm trying to take a picture for his passport:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghHZ1-mPhI/AAAAAAAABQo/dKTXiWJPBoI/s1600-h/Picture+316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghHZ1-mPhI/AAAAAAAABQo/dKTXiWJPBoI/s400/Picture+316.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334592267932286482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam's Club really takes it out of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghHZ2Bcf7I/AAAAAAAABQg/FhMi6-Q_J0g/s1600-h/Picture+313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghHZ2Bcf7I/AAAAAAAABQg/FhMi6-Q_J0g/s400/Picture+313.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334592267944230834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie's Easter cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghHZS6u1iI/AAAAAAAABQY/kwTwnP8nfRY/s1600-h/Picture+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghHZS6u1iI/AAAAAAAABQY/kwTwnP8nfRY/s400/Picture+243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334592258520831522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids making cookies at Grandma's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghGsneOQII/AAAAAAAABQQ/3UVvAAsyqPc/s1600-h/Picture+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghGsneOQII/AAAAAAAABQQ/3UVvAAsyqPc/s400/Picture+236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334591490944286850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie, Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghGsTQZXaI/AAAAAAAABQI/O-ceb5-9Tok/s1600-h/Picture+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghGsTQZXaI/AAAAAAAABQI/O-ceb5-9Tok/s400/Picture+233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334591485517585826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bethany in Nursery (illegally until July!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghGsKGgixI/AAAAAAAABQA/FP_TF3q8sqY/s1600-h/Picture+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghGsKGgixI/AAAAAAAABQA/FP_TF3q8sqY/s400/Picture+220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334591483060194066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids on Easter morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghGr4G_3yI/AAAAAAAABP4/7VC4i673zeE/s1600-h/Picture+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghGr4G_3yI/AAAAAAAABP4/7VC4i673zeE/s400/Picture+216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334591478230408994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghGrjA_V1I/AAAAAAAABPw/uIcCbSAp4HI/s1600-h/Picture+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghGrjA_V1I/AAAAAAAABPw/uIcCbSAp4HI/s400/Picture+200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334591472568063826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom...a little hairspray goes a LONG way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghF-olMiQI/AAAAAAAABPo/omBevoBmgus/s1600-h/Picture+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghF-olMiQI/AAAAAAAABPo/omBevoBmgus/s400/Picture+187.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334590700967987458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew pulling Bethany on his tricycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghF-b1LYoI/AAAAAAAABPg/XpHv0OrsPeg/s1600-h/Picture+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghF-b1LYoI/AAAAAAAABPg/XpHv0OrsPeg/s400/Picture+195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334590697545360002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' together with some cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghF-KNZxSI/AAAAAAAABPY/veVosT9mBU8/s1600-h/Picture+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghF-KNZxSI/AAAAAAAABPY/veVosT9mBU8/s400/Picture+184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334590692815127842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew with some Birthday guests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghF9wvD3qI/AAAAAAAABPQ/fOYX1joSEB8/s1600-h/Picture+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghF9wvD3qI/AAAAAAAABPQ/fOYX1joSEB8/s400/Picture+179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334590685976977058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew turns 5!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghF9uH62yI/AAAAAAAABPI/IV9Ca5IBOe0/s1600-h/Picture+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghF9uH62yI/AAAAAAAABPI/IV9Ca5IBOe0/s400/Picture+171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334590685275937570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley with a butterfly she nurtured herself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghE5OoRVlI/AAAAAAAABPA/FAoc68Ccils/s1600-h/Picture+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghE5OoRVlI/AAAAAAAABPA/FAoc68Ccils/s400/Picture+154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334589508590589522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy:  "Can I cook?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghE46C-o4I/AAAAAAAABO4/VkCpTjaZviA/s1600-h/Picture+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghE46C-o4I/AAAAAAAABO4/VkCpTjaZviA/s400/Picture+152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334589503065465730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Zoo with the Hendricksons..."Gobble gobble, Ava and Lauren!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghE4on4p9I/AAAAAAAABOw/RZTGhFohYiU/s1600-h/Picture+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghE4on4p9I/AAAAAAAABOw/RZTGhFohYiU/s400/Picture+139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334589498388424658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and Christian.  We REALLY only go to the Zoo for the hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghE4eJY_TI/AAAAAAAABOo/HIohKUDv89A/s1600-h/Picture+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghE4eJY_TI/AAAAAAAABOo/HIohKUDv89A/s400/Picture+127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334589495576165682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Zoo with my "babies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghE4J3rH6I/AAAAAAAABOg/4OBKuLd5sxI/s1600-h/Picture+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghE4J3rH6I/AAAAAAAABOg/4OBKuLd5sxI/s400/Picture+126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334589490133147554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning 34...or is that 24?  I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghEB_x4xjI/AAAAAAAABOY/BjfHWCygIvQ/s1600-h/Picture+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghEB_x4xjI/AAAAAAAABOY/BjfHWCygIvQ/s400/Picture+111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334588559711585842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing "Kiss the Mommy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghEBv9P8eI/AAAAAAAABOQ/WMEzHddaPcY/s1600-h/Picture+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghEBv9P8eI/AAAAAAAABOQ/WMEzHddaPcY/s400/Picture+104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334588555464274402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghEBdATq1I/AAAAAAAABOI/qFLVuwhBAWc/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghEBdATq1I/AAAAAAAABOI/qFLVuwhBAWc/s400/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334588550376827730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew with his "Famous Dave's" fangs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghEBK_mSAI/AAAAAAAABOA/abxVsl12ZKQ/s1600-h/Picture+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghEBK_mSAI/AAAAAAAABOA/abxVsl12ZKQ/s400/Picture+075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334588545542014978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy swims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghEA5vo_nI/AAAAAAAABN4/UK7ldcXSWNQ/s1600-h/Picture+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghEA5vo_nI/AAAAAAAABN4/UK7ldcXSWNQ/s400/Picture+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334588540911681138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew bowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghDHkJYo2I/AAAAAAAABNw/9gHxBi9X4fs/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghDHkJYo2I/AAAAAAAABNw/9gHxBi9X4fs/s400/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334587555861537634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie gets a strike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghDHJwyCSI/AAAAAAAABNg/JSjTY2kV9Bs/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghDHJwyCSI/AAAAAAAABNg/JSjTY2kV9Bs/s400/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334587548779022626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash and Andrew await their turns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghDGwrmFfI/AAAAAAAABNY/eZ6NR6DDnII/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghDGwrmFfI/AAAAAAAABNY/eZ6NR6DDnII/s400/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334587542046381554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew turns 9!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghDGipFH4I/AAAAAAAABNQ/9yLiLOrjubY/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghDGipFH4I/AAAAAAAABNQ/9yLiLOrjubY/s400/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334587538277736322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a wonderful few months with so much more packed in that there's no time to mention.  Life is good!  ...and here's to blogging again. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-4491682714117464429?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4491682714117464429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=4491682714117464429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4491682714117464429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/4491682714117464429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-is-anybody-there.html' title='Hello?  Is anybody there?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SghHZ1-mPhI/AAAAAAAABQo/dKTXiWJPBoI/s72-c/Picture+316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-7786915702570142470</id><published>2009-02-03T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:14:15.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiest Place on Earth</title><content type='html'>There are just some feelings that surface no matter how old I get.  I get that giddy feeling whenever I'm riding up a ski lift for my first run of the day, every day when I pick up Matthew from school, when my husband comes home from work, and of course, when we round the corner on Harbor Boulevard in Anaheim California and see DISNEYLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the kids Sunday morning dressed and ready to find a church in Anaheim.  Of all the wards we could have attended, surprisingly, we ended up in cousin Scott's ward on accident!  What a fun surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhs5-qmEZI/AAAAAAAABIY/osRkX4_ESZQ/s1600-h/IMG_2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhs5-qmEZI/AAAAAAAABIY/osRkX4_ESZQ/s400/IMG_2118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298604704931385746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Christina and fam hosted our family for a CRAZY Sunday dinner at her home.  With Uncle Bob and Aunt Sandy, Todd and Celene and kids, Mark, Scott and Kelly and kids, and her own kids, coupled with my kids, Tiff's kids, and Mom and Dad, it was so FUN...and loud.  ;)  Thanks again Christina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:  Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh5HQceOZI/AAAAAAAABMw/U5Owya4RR2U/s1600-h/IMG_2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh5HQceOZI/AAAAAAAABMw/U5Owya4RR2U/s400/IMG_2133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298618127181822354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Heidi, my new BFF got us some AMAZING passes that saved us all HUNDREDS of dollars!  We love you, Heidi!  What a gal!  She even gave us some passes that allowed us to walk onto any ride we wanted.  The lines were short enough that we used them when the line promised to hold us back 20 minutes!  We felt so spoiled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an especially large crew this year...Mom and Dad, Jenn and Michael and their kids, Tim and Tiffany and their kids, and of course, our crew.  What a party!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhs6XJR9PI/AAAAAAAABIw/6LA8T3wncS4/s1600-h/IMG_2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhs6XJR9PI/AAAAAAAABIw/6LA8T3wncS4/s400/IMG_2137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298604711502542066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhs6Ej-LNI/AAAAAAAABIo/tp-UbkyHrUk/s1600-h/IMG_2143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhs6Ej-LNI/AAAAAAAABIo/tp-UbkyHrUk/s400/IMG_2143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298604706514218194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhs5lOdLNI/AAAAAAAABIQ/FkK1lm3_re0/s1600-h/IMG_2130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhs5lOdLNI/AAAAAAAABIQ/FkK1lm3_re0/s400/IMG_2130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298604698102475986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on Main for the rides to open...even the candy store was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhunL0jHNI/AAAAAAAABI4/eAIDvcYdT_w/s1600-h/IMG_2144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhunL0jHNI/AAAAAAAABI4/eAIDvcYdT_w/s400/IMG_2144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298606581068537042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhunW830TI/AAAAAAAABJA/I1agZHLTJ9g/s1600-h/IMG_2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhunW830TI/AAAAAAAABJA/I1agZHLTJ9g/s400/IMG_2149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298606584056238386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhuqN-EylI/AAAAAAAABJY/Uo8kSrw1wa8/s1600-h/IMG_2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhuqN-EylI/AAAAAAAABJY/Uo8kSrw1wa8/s400/IMG_2155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298606633184971346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn and Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhvs9-gtsI/AAAAAAAABJg/WGBEu1neelo/s1600-h/IMG_2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhvs9-gtsI/AAAAAAAABJg/WGBEu1neelo/s400/IMG_2156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298607779943069378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim and Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhupu4OdUI/AAAAAAAABJQ/Olu9SzWeaNY/s1600-h/IMG_2154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhupu4OdUI/AAAAAAAABJQ/Olu9SzWeaNY/s400/IMG_2154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298606624838939970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim and Ashley  (John?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhvtoVqa9I/AAAAAAAABJo/e4CvbARX8h0/s1600-h/IMG_2158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhvtoVqa9I/AAAAAAAABJo/e4CvbARX8h0/s400/IMG_2158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298607791314463698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The babies were PERFECT the whole time:&lt;br /&gt;Daniel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhz9eSUDyI/AAAAAAAABLw/fUVfz--kZEA/s1600-h/IMG_2188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhz9eSUDyI/AAAAAAAABLw/fUVfz--kZEA/s400/IMG_2188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298612461540478754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany and Kate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhuntBDEqI/AAAAAAAABJI/6ULeKqPqnNM/s1600-h/IMG_2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhuntBDEqI/AAAAAAAABJI/6ULeKqPqnNM/s400/IMG_2141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298606589979333282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Bess-a-boo, sick the whole time (threw up her lunch!) but still content to sleep in her stroller most of the time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh3fE90PhI/AAAAAAAABMo/NHghT7ReuFQ/s1600-h/IMG_2233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh3fE90PhI/AAAAAAAABMo/NHghT7ReuFQ/s400/IMG_2233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298616337394056722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the first riders on Splash Mountain.  Now, note to others:  If your smallish children haven't been to Disneyland before, and are somehow tall enough to ride Splash Mountain...DON'T GO THERE FIRST.  It's one of my favorite rides in the park, but we dragged little 4-year-old Matthew, and 4-year old Elizabeth on the ride, and it spoiled them for the day.  They were scared of EVERY ride after that.  UGH!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhvvG9VPaI/AAAAAAAABJw/rsE40_-ejmo/s1600-h/IMG_2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhvvG9VPaI/AAAAAAAABJw/rsE40_-ejmo/s400/IMG_2160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298607816713780642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, one of the funniest moments of the day was on Star Tours with Elizabeth.  Just as the ride starts (it's a movie in a "moving" chamber, so it feels like you're actually moving through space) Elizabeth screamed out "No!  I don't want to go down!"  Tiffany leaned over and tried to tell her that it was only a movie, but she cried out, "but MOM!  I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; things!"  At least we could get them calm on our driving sprees!&lt;br /&gt;Jenn and Aaron lead the pack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhz9ksLqlI/AAAAAAAABL4/8olX61sDkYI/s1600-h/IMG_2219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhz9ksLqlI/AAAAAAAABL4/8olX61sDkYI/s400/IMG_2219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298612463259593298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad takes the wheel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh1rANgZoI/AAAAAAAABMY/b0faxC1kgcU/s1600-h/IMG_2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh1rANgZoI/AAAAAAAABMY/b0faxC1kgcU/s400/IMG_2215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298614343252862594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh1quzywYI/AAAAAAAABMI/Zq9p2Nae9H0/s1600-h/IMG_2206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh1quzywYI/AAAAAAAABMI/Zq9p2Nae9H0/s400/IMG_2206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298614338581610882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and Adam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh1qb3J9jI/AAAAAAAABMA/5xpGbMHrQ10/s1600-h/IMG_2185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh1qb3J9jI/AAAAAAAABMA/5xpGbMHrQ10/s400/IMG_2185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298614333495440946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny moment came on California Soarin'.  Dad was trying to buckle his seatbelt, and Michael "reminded" him to be sure and "thread" his seatbelt through the little strap between his legs.  Now, of COURSE that little 6-inch strap is reserved for very small children to keep them in place on the ride, but Dad didn't realize that, and this very "grown-up" guy was trying to thread his seatbelt down between his legs to the "hidden" strap...meanwhile Michael is nudging everyone around him to look at Dad as he strapped in.  Finally, in frustration Dad said, "I can't get this thing" and Michael said something to the effect that it was for "all you little avaitors."  We are still teasing Dad about that.&lt;br /&gt;Tim practices his skills on a less-threatening L.A. freeway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh1q9y4YaI/AAAAAAAABMQ/8pNyfl3xnsM/s1600-h/IMG_2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh1q9y4YaI/AAAAAAAABMQ/8pNyfl3xnsM/s400/IMG_2214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298614342604317090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our little "honeys"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhz9BJf78I/AAAAAAAABLo/tKhxgolwg9E/s1600-h/IMG_2187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhz9BJf78I/AAAAAAAABLo/tKhxgolwg9E/s400/IMG_2187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298612453718880194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Toad's wild car:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhyCG0_sqI/AAAAAAAABLQ/9buNWtX8ZAk/s1600-h/IMG_2254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhyCG0_sqI/AAAAAAAABLQ/9buNWtX8ZAk/s400/IMG_2254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298610342119584418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhyBnHinLI/AAAAAAAABLA/gCvn9OusLhI/s1600-h/IMG_2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhyBnHinLI/AAAAAAAABLA/gCvn9OusLhI/s400/IMG_2212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298610333607435442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh6qb9w9MI/AAAAAAAABM4/V_rJqSMzXYc/s1600-h/IMG_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh6qb9w9MI/AAAAAAAABM4/V_rJqSMzXYc/s400/IMG_2252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298619831081301186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhyBGq_5nI/AAAAAAAABK4/O0R1gBI8RZg/s1600-h/IMG_2246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhyBGq_5nI/AAAAAAAABK4/O0R1gBI8RZg/s400/IMG_2246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298610324897785458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhyA03n_KI/AAAAAAAABKw/jZDM1WA5If0/s1600-h/IMG_2210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhyA03n_KI/AAAAAAAABKw/jZDM1WA5If0/s400/IMG_2210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298610320118906018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhw7eC0CsI/AAAAAAAABKo/6YrLBhX3NwM/s1600-h/IMG_2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhw7eC0CsI/AAAAAAAABKo/6YrLBhX3NwM/s400/IMG_2209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298609128580844226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhw7Xu4DQI/AAAAAAAABKg/hYimiZU-BAQ/s1600-h/IMG_2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhw7Xu4DQI/AAAAAAAABKg/hYimiZU-BAQ/s400/IMG_2201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298609126886608130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhw7Mi8EoI/AAAAAAAABKY/hVUvbwp3VEI/s1600-h/IMG_2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhw7Mi8EoI/AAAAAAAABKY/hVUvbwp3VEI/s400/IMG_2198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298609123883750018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhw6_awFHI/AAAAAAAABKQ/DQWFKDJRh6I/s1600-h/IMG_2196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhw6_awFHI/AAAAAAAABKQ/DQWFKDJRh6I/s400/IMG_2196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298609120359748722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhw6kXqf_I/AAAAAAAABKI/XW4nEEtqpgc/s1600-h/IMG_2184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhw6kXqf_I/AAAAAAAABKI/XW4nEEtqpgc/s400/IMG_2184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298609113099042802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhvxZ4pXaI/AAAAAAAABKA/1qW22VQoiys/s1600-h/IMG_2182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhvxZ4pXaI/AAAAAAAABKA/1qW22VQoiys/s400/IMG_2182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298607856154140066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhvwayOKVI/AAAAAAAABJ4/USHn3P_YvG0/s1600-h/IMG_2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhvwayOKVI/AAAAAAAABJ4/USHn3P_YvG0/s400/IMG_2168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298607839215757650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last ride of the trip, we raced to the Matterhorn and as the man asked us how many were in our group (there were 6 of us) he motioned us into the lanes where you wait for the car to arrive.  As we all paired off, I came to the realization that my little sister Tiffany was paired off with Jennifer's husband, Michael.  I said, "oh, you're going to have to ride with Michael" (realizing that you straddle the seat like a motorcycle, almost) and said..."awkward!"  I sorta chuckled under my breath, and Tiffany, looking over and realizing I was right said difinitively "I am NOT riding with Michael."  She grabbed Abby, Michael's daughter who had wanted to ride with me and said, "come on, Abby.  You're riding with your dad."  Of course Abby didn't want to, and put up a little fit, all while we were laughing and laughing at the comedy of the situation.  Fortunately the people in front of us listening to the exchange thought it was pretty funny, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we rode the Matterhorn, John took Matthew to see the Tikki room.  At the end of the birds' performance, they said, "and now we're going to do a trick.  We're going to make all of you disappear..."  and Matthew looked up at John and started to cry!  "I want to go see Mommy."  I guess he never got over the fear after Splash Mountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we have to agree; It is the Happiest Place on Earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh1rN51jQI/AAAAAAAABMg/xrJ4lO7n9y8/s1600-h/IMG_2230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYh1rN51jQI/AAAAAAAABMg/xrJ4lO7n9y8/s400/IMG_2230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298614346928459010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhz9HKLZLI/AAAAAAAABLg/KG61kGKKAL4/s1600-h/IMG_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhz9HKLZLI/AAAAAAAABLg/KG61kGKKAL4/s400/IMG_2257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298612455332340914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-7786915702570142470?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7786915702570142470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=7786915702570142470&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7786915702570142470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7786915702570142470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/02/happiest-place-on-earth.html' title='The Happiest Place on Earth'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SYhs5-qmEZI/AAAAAAAABIY/osRkX4_ESZQ/s72-c/IMG_2118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-8734111863157054977</id><published>2009-01-18T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:17:22.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin' out at home</title><content type='html'>Amidst the low buzz of general chaos, occasionally you can hear strains of actual civility from time to time in our home.  I just loved this picture, captured one evening...with no planning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP-nVTsErI/AAAAAAAABHw/EFpp9s6kD4g/s1600-h/IMG_2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP-nVTsErI/AAAAAAAABHw/EFpp9s6kD4g/s400/IMG_2086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292853938778542770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no turmoil a little bit of guitar can't quell. Yep, I married well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-8734111863157054977?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8734111863157054977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=8734111863157054977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8734111863157054977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8734111863157054977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/hangin-out-at-home.html' title='Hangin&apos; out at home'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP-nVTsErI/AAAAAAAABHw/EFpp9s6kD4g/s72-c/IMG_2086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-1749732157261990705</id><published>2009-01-18T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:12:10.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bethany turns ONE!</title><content type='html'>My goodness how time flies!  I can't believe it has been one whole year since this little bundle of joy came into our lives.  She is an angel and a dream.  Happy Birthday, Bethany!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza for dinner (her first taste of the good stuff!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP7NKTRVeI/AAAAAAAABGQ/GQvbUMxTfzA/s1600-h/IMG_2051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP7NKTRVeI/AAAAAAAABGQ/GQvbUMxTfzA/s400/IMG_2051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850190612518370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the cake!--but who can be happy when you're wearing such a silly hat??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP7NKh7_rI/AAAAAAAABGY/NMoBkqrtVlU/s1600-h/IMG_2053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP7NKh7_rI/AAAAAAAABGY/NMoBkqrtVlU/s400/IMG_2053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850190674034354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Birthday to you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP8NeWiswI/AAAAAAAABHI/zb3lw9eySAU/s1600-h/IMG_2060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP8NeWiswI/AAAAAAAABHI/zb3lw9eySAU/s400/IMG_2060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292851295506576130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a little swipe of frosting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP7NYosdKI/AAAAAAAABGg/01IRL7uKzsE/s1600-h/IMG_2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP7NYosdKI/AAAAAAAABGg/01IRL7uKzsE/s400/IMG_2055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850194460472482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a fistful of chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP7N6IPGeI/AAAAAAAABGo/hFTycOj_B9Y/s1600-h/IMG_2064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP7N6IPGeI/AAAAAAAABGo/hFTycOj_B9Y/s400/IMG_2064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850203451136482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP7OLQn9GI/AAAAAAAABGw/OQ1U-Z4weII/s1600-h/IMG_2065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP7OLQn9GI/AAAAAAAABGw/OQ1U-Z4weII/s400/IMG_2065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292850208049722466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP8Nvdc2MI/AAAAAAAABHQ/DFxDZMjqtA0/s1600-h/IMG_2076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP8Nvdc2MI/AAAAAAAABHQ/DFxDZMjqtA0/s400/IMG_2076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292851300098955458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It CAN'T be all gone ALREADY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP8M20Ic6I/AAAAAAAABG4/MfaFX8W5Kro/s1600-h/IMG_2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP8M20Ic6I/AAAAAAAABG4/MfaFX8W5Kro/s400/IMG_2071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292851284893266850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's my party, and I'll cry if I want to..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP8NT7SLCI/AAAAAAAABHA/zo0GsiTh8IE/s1600-h/IMG_2074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP8NT7SLCI/AAAAAAAABHA/zo0GsiTh8IE/s400/IMG_2074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292851292707892258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday wishes from Grandma and Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP9S5ukFsI/AAAAAAAABHo/v50j5E2gHEY/s1600-h/IMG_2078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP9S5ukFsI/AAAAAAAABHo/v50j5E2gHEY/s400/IMG_2078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292852488266061506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP9SsGyVwI/AAAAAAAABHg/AD_Mxmv6hr8/s1600-h/IMG_2077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP9SsGyVwI/AAAAAAAABHg/AD_Mxmv6hr8/s400/IMG_2077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292852484609562370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-1749732157261990705?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1749732157261990705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=1749732157261990705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1749732157261990705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1749732157261990705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/bethany-turns-one.html' title='Bethany turns ONE!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP7NKTRVeI/AAAAAAAABGQ/GQvbUMxTfzA/s72-c/IMG_2051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-9165720721229047169</id><published>2009-01-18T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:56:55.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Madness</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the Johnsons for planning a fun family outing sledding up Little Cottonwood Canyon!  We had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP3K6-Ku4I/AAAAAAAABEg/5MpNCMmHkk0/s1600-h/IMG_2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP3K6-Ku4I/AAAAAAAABEg/5MpNCMmHkk0/s400/IMG_2025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292845754091223938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP3LYaqtsI/AAAAAAAABEw/1irO0VMO3_I/s1600-h/IMG_2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP3LYaqtsI/AAAAAAAABEw/1irO0VMO3_I/s400/IMG_2024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292845761995388610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP3KuoqDOI/AAAAAAAABEY/8vpHZMoiu_I/s1600-h/IMG_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP3KuoqDOI/AAAAAAAABEY/8vpHZMoiu_I/s400/IMG_2020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292845750779776226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bethany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP3KcBwphI/AAAAAAAABEQ/rHKIFHTAqww/s1600-h/IMG_2019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP3KcBwphI/AAAAAAAABEQ/rHKIFHTAqww/s400/IMG_2019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292845745784792594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP3LLcBPII/AAAAAAAABEo/yKUV8J-Ep1A/s1600-h/IMG_2022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP3LLcBPII/AAAAAAAABEo/yKUV8J-Ep1A/s400/IMG_2022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292845758511398018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany, Adam, and Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP4EOl4aPI/AAAAAAAABFI/tIs1nzGbgi8/s1600-h/IMG_2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP4EOl4aPI/AAAAAAAABFI/tIs1nzGbgi8/s400/IMG_2035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292846738610612466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim and Andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP4DjjcvRI/AAAAAAAABFA/Jbc-l0Eywe8/s1600-h/IMG_2033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP4DjjcvRI/AAAAAAAABFA/Jbc-l0Eywe8/s400/IMG_2033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292846727057685778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP4DXYgaII/AAAAAAAABE4/msvHYDuOsuU/s1600-h/IMG_2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP4DXYgaII/AAAAAAAABE4/msvHYDuOsuU/s400/IMG_2031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292846723790563458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam, cuttin' it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP5bvw4gcI/AAAAAAAABGI/BISMZ7fsLic/s1600-h/IMG_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP5bvw4gcI/AAAAAAAABGI/BISMZ7fsLic/s400/IMG_2039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292848242163745218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP4ER7sjGI/AAAAAAAABFQ/aDfxTosFygU/s1600-h/IMG_2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP4ER7sjGI/AAAAAAAABFQ/aDfxTosFygU/s400/IMG_2036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292846739507416162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie and Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP4EojSh2I/AAAAAAAABFY/ee-2lLnTcBw/s1600-h/IMG_2037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP4EojSh2I/AAAAAAAABFY/ee-2lLnTcBw/s400/IMG_2037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292846745579063138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP46yyRaJI/AAAAAAAABF4/R5vMnCIpAeY/s1600-h/IMG_2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP46yyRaJI/AAAAAAAABF4/R5vMnCIpAeY/s400/IMG_2047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292847676039194770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim and Natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP46n9G8GI/AAAAAAAABFw/NKmYk-SofYI/s1600-h/IMG_2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP46n9G8GI/AAAAAAAABFw/NKmYk-SofYI/s400/IMG_2044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292847673131855970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP46eBWanI/AAAAAAAABFo/URcC2KhENZ4/s1600-h/IMG_2021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP46eBWanI/AAAAAAAABFo/URcC2KhENZ4/s400/IMG_2021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292847670465292914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were all done, Tim stayed behind to let the big kids go on a few more runs, while the rest of us crammed into the car to try and get warm with "Horton Hears a Who" and hot-chocolate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP46HhYz3I/AAAAAAAABFg/WpWrtNI06DU/s1600-h/IMG_2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP46HhYz3I/AAAAAAAABFg/WpWrtNI06DU/s400/IMG_2049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292847664425652082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great afternoon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-9165720721229047169?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/9165720721229047169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=9165720721229047169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/9165720721229047169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/9165720721229047169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/mountain-madness.html' title='Mountain Madness'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SXP3K6-Ku4I/AAAAAAAABEg/5MpNCMmHkk0/s72-c/IMG_2025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-1974440914148753091</id><published>2009-01-13T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:17:30.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auld Lang Syne</title><content type='html'>We had a very special New Year's celebration this year.  Due to an unfortunate and sudden illness, my dear Aunt Susan spent her holiday in the ICU, but the blessing amidst the trial was that we got to enjoy the company of my cousins who came all the way from Texas and back East to be with her.  I'm so glad we could see them!  Love you guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few family pics:&lt;br /&gt;me and the "bubbly" martinelli's (and my "party" shirt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1JZpqra9I/AAAAAAAABBQ/-AvjiiviRr8/s1600-h/IMG_2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1JZpqra9I/AAAAAAAABBQ/-AvjiiviRr8/s400/IMG_2001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290965842260618194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are Mom and Dad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1JZ5R0LmI/AAAAAAAABBY/RNgghL0Dyto/s1600-h/IMG_2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1JZ5R0LmI/AAAAAAAABBY/RNgghL0Dyto/s400/IMG_2003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290965846451301986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you guys just &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;KISS&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1JaAhTCnI/AAAAAAAABBg/c9HPlDltObo/s1600-h/IMG_2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1JaAhTCnI/AAAAAAAABBg/c9HPlDltObo/s400/IMG_2004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290965848395287154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1JasxjRQI/AAAAAAAABBw/7EpR9AUgWGk/s1600-h/IMG_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1JasxjRQI/AAAAAAAABBw/7EpR9AUgWGk/s400/IMG_2006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290965860274619650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1JaU0GlHI/AAAAAAAABBo/4m88uZilJZE/s1600-h/IMG_2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1JaU0GlHI/AAAAAAAABBo/4m88uZilJZE/s400/IMG_2005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290965853842871410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine and Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1KlZu5hxI/AAAAAAAABB4/yiHBW1zLk4k/s1600-h/IMG_2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1KlZu5hxI/AAAAAAAABB4/yiHBW1zLk4k/s400/IMG_2007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290967143653410578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn and Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1KlWUmkBI/AAAAAAAABCA/FHHEvhxnSxg/s1600-h/IMG_2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1KlWUmkBI/AAAAAAAABCA/FHHEvhxnSxg/s400/IMG_2008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290967142737809426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1Kli2muaI/AAAAAAAABCI/319TNN-1PIk/s1600-h/IMG_2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1Kli2muaI/AAAAAAAABCI/319TNN-1PIk/s400/IMG_2009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290967146101651874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Mom's famous Trifle...a perfect New Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1KmOHPHnI/AAAAAAAABCQ/h7Tq1jfXrC0/s1600-h/IMG_2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1KmOHPHnI/AAAAAAAABCQ/h7Tq1jfXrC0/s400/IMG_2010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290967157714132594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-1974440914148753091?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1974440914148753091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=1974440914148753091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1974440914148753091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1974440914148753091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/auld-lang-syne.html' title='Auld Lang Syne'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1JZpqra9I/AAAAAAAABBQ/-AvjiiviRr8/s72-c/IMG_2001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-2866059797680341392</id><published>2009-01-13T17:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:02:57.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven is heaven</title><content type='html'>Natalie turned 7!!!  I vividly remember that Christmas eve back in 2001 when I was having contractions, and despite my self-imposed bedrest to avoid a Christmas baby, I thought the baby was coming anyway.  After our Christmas Eve parties, we went to bed, KNOWING in a few hours we'd probably be at the hospital having our baby...but she WAITED!  We did some shopping exchanges on the 26th, and Natalie Noelle was born on the 27th (Auntie Carrie's birthday, too!)  What a fun memory.  Happy Birthday, honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1G3RuqoBI/AAAAAAAABBI/YivV5PnsWnQ/s1600-h/IMG_1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1G3RuqoBI/AAAAAAAABBI/YivV5PnsWnQ/s400/IMG_1978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290963052696084498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1G3NRE0BI/AAAAAAAABBA/e8VYBdr94AE/s1600-h/IMG_1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1G3NRE0BI/AAAAAAAABBA/e8VYBdr94AE/s400/IMG_1985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290963051498229778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1G21nEj0I/AAAAAAAABA4/UIqL_BOBrj0/s1600-h/IMG_1963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1G21nEj0I/AAAAAAAABA4/UIqL_BOBrj0/s400/IMG_1963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290963045148036930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1G1P5EvhI/AAAAAAAABAw/PNMxGLJCzNk/s1600-h/IMG_1962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1G1P5EvhI/AAAAAAAABAw/PNMxGLJCzNk/s400/IMG_1962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290963017843129874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1G0zuYwYI/AAAAAAAABAo/xNlxwyqaphY/s1600-h/IMG_1961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1G0zuYwYI/AAAAAAAABAo/xNlxwyqaphY/s400/IMG_1961.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290963010282111362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I love about Natalie:  she is a SWEETHEART.  She is ALWAYS thinking of others.  She got a gift-certificate to Build-a-bear for Christmas, and wanted to buy bears for everyone in the family!  She is constantly making pictures and letters for everyone, and is the "huggiest" child I've ever known.  She is loving and thoughtful, and a real nurturing soul.  She always asks for "one more kiss" and "one more hug" at bedtime, before leaving for school, and loves to snuggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is every bit a little princess, and loves to look "pretty" and feminine.  She has MANY friends at school (she said to me the other day, "mom, all my friends keep asking me if they can have a playdate with me, and I just say, 'I'll have to think about it.'")  So funny!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves having "company" whatever she does (is this a fatal flaw?)  For example, "Natalie, please clean your room" is quickly followed up with a response of "what is Ashley doing?"  But the best part is that she loves to hold hands and sit on my lap, and I hope she always does.  She's a little angel, perfectly situated at the middle of our family to balance the rest of us out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, Nattles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-2866059797680341392?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2866059797680341392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=2866059797680341392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2866059797680341392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/2866059797680341392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/seven-is-heaven.html' title='Seven is heaven'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1G3RuqoBI/AAAAAAAABBI/YivV5PnsWnQ/s72-c/IMG_1978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-5830828470763400929</id><published>2009-01-13T17:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:53:11.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas morning</title><content type='html'>Well, the kids slept well.  In fact, I think I slept well, too...except for the second time in my life, I'm pretty certain I could hear Santa bustling around our living room in the night.  I'm not one to spoil his Christmas secrets, so I lay quietly letting him get his midnight work done.  He was very kind to us this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1EEnflqQI/AAAAAAAABAg/5JXet1iT8Ac/s1600-h/IMG_1950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1EEnflqQI/AAAAAAAABAg/5JXet1iT8Ac/s400/IMG_1950.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290959983341840642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1EEJon85I/AAAAAAAABAQ/x8JpYthrpE0/s1600-h/IMG_1946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1EEJon85I/AAAAAAAABAQ/x8JpYthrpE0/s400/IMG_1946.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290959975326675858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1EDusZF1I/AAAAAAAABAI/wW-hjcA1FTw/s1600-h/IMG_1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1EDusZF1I/AAAAAAAABAI/wW-hjcA1FTw/s400/IMG_1952.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290959968094721874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1EDVJKoRI/AAAAAAAABAA/izfUubTBD0c/s1600-h/IMG_1944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1EDVJKoRI/AAAAAAAABAA/izfUubTBD0c/s400/IMG_1944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290959961236087058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was a fun fun day.  Love it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-5830828470763400929?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5830828470763400929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=5830828470763400929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/5830828470763400929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/5830828470763400929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas morning'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1EEnflqQI/AAAAAAAABAg/5JXet1iT8Ac/s72-c/IMG_1950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-8146919733742234171</id><published>2009-01-13T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:42:28.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>I once read somewhere that 6 months was an acceptable "grace" period for sending out Thank you cards from your wedding...and thus, here's my Christmas post, well within the confines suitable for "Dear Abby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before we took off for Christmas Eve, I had to get a picture of the kids in front of the tree.  I realize that I don't remember to take Christmas pictures, so if nothing else, I would have this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW07PGRh0XI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/1HGZVttEqxw/s1600-h/IMG_1881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW07PGRh0XI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/1HGZVttEqxw/s400/IMG_1881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290950267798409586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW07PTKmxiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/zTDqMIkTekw/s1600-h/IMG_1887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW07PTKmxiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/zTDqMIkTekw/s400/IMG_1887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290950271259035170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we began the evening in Bethlehem:  Here are a few random pictures of fellow travelers headed to the city, singing as they went:&lt;br /&gt;Here's cousin Aaron (shepherd) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW07QOWmRxI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Z9tjhLwcsF4/s1600-h/IMG_1890+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW07QOWmRxI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Z9tjhLwcsF4/s400/IMG_1890+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290950287147026194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angel (Natalie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW07P6KBrOI/AAAAAAAAA8o/32WLRCzik2I/s1600-h/IMG_1889+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW07P6KBrOI/AAAAAAAAA8o/32WLRCzik2I/s400/IMG_1889+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290950281725586658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a "royal" pair (Ashley and Adam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW09Nyszk2I/AAAAAAAAA9g/DzlGbfM1ZL8/s1600-h/IMG_1892+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW09Nyszk2I/AAAAAAAAA9g/DzlGbfM1ZL8/s400/IMG_1892+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290952444387496802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO Marys (Elizabeth and Madelyn)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0951TuDiI/AAAAAAAAA-I/F6gwbdpqg7g/s1600-h/IMG_1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0951TuDiI/AAAAAAAAA-I/F6gwbdpqg7g/s400/IMG_1902.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290953201001827874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and Michael (not the ancient ones, the Dustin ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW095tRSZII/AAAAAAAAA-A/5994dvdzz4A/s1600-h/IMG_1901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW095tRSZII/AAAAAAAAA-A/5994dvdzz4A/s400/IMG_1901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290953198844142722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew--the shepherd version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW095H2AfDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/v1HANSNNNj8/s1600-h/IMG_1897+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW095H2AfDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/v1HANSNNNj8/s400/IMG_1897+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290953188797611058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and Eva--Yes, this time the Ancient version!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW09474YbdI/AAAAAAAAA9o/MS3W0wYKztc/s1600-h/IMG_1893+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW09474YbdI/AAAAAAAAA9o/MS3W0wYKztc/s400/IMG_1893+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290953185586343378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Loveridge bedouins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0_YMzsVqI/AAAAAAAAA-w/_-iAwB6bZtk/s1600-h/IMG_1911+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0_YMzsVqI/AAAAAAAAA-w/_-iAwB6bZtk/s400/IMG_1911+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290954822217651874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany and Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0_X55JUXI/AAAAAAAAA-o/qiA-8-1vVjI/s1600-h/IMG_1912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0_X55JUXI/AAAAAAAAA-o/qiA-8-1vVjI/s400/IMG_1912.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290954817140248946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0_Xek1sCI/AAAAAAAAA-g/1hD_PaDuBIg/s1600-h/IMG_1914+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0_Xek1sCI/AAAAAAAAA-g/1hD_PaDuBIg/s400/IMG_1914+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290954809807319074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0_XHfRu0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/_1BsEipHeOk/s1600-h/IMG_1904+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0_XHfRu0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/_1BsEipHeOk/s400/IMG_1904+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290954803609975618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our THIRD Mary, Elayna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0_Wy-4pII/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2OHFuSuZ2Gc/s1600-h/IMG_1903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW0_Wy-4pII/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2OHFuSuZ2Gc/s400/IMG_1903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290954798105404546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shot of the ancient appetizing food:  Greek Salad, hummus, steak strips, chicken, pita bread, apples and grapes with honey, and of course, white grape juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW07Pnr8kvI/AAAAAAAAA8g/sDkAFxH8yMs/s1600-h/IMG_1888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW07Pnr8kvI/AAAAAAAAA8g/sDkAFxH8yMs/s400/IMG_1888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290950276767585010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here it is:  BETHLEHEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1BayW8WrI/AAAAAAAAA_g/8G6fiCsTkUo/s1600-h/IMG_1919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1BayW8WrI/AAAAAAAAA_g/8G6fiCsTkUo/s400/IMG_1919.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290957065680607922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1AQ0oPF8I/AAAAAAAAA_A/9kbCC5R-yNQ/s1600-h/IMG_1918+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1AQ0oPF8I/AAAAAAAAA_A/9kbCC5R-yNQ/s400/IMG_1918+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290955794979690434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1ARqfQiEI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/NiP-bSFDaHk/s1600-h/IMG_1922+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1ARqfQiEI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/NiP-bSFDaHk/s400/IMG_1922+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290955809437550658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1ARQSyQ3I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/deyRrzCOK1E/s1600-h/IMG_1921+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1ARQSyQ3I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/deyRrzCOK1E/s400/IMG_1921+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290955802405913458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1ARIwdVgI/AAAAAAAAA_I/bTAUfeOUJdk/s1600-h/IMG_1920+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1ARIwdVgI/AAAAAAAAA_I/bTAUfeOUJdk/s400/IMG_1920+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290955800382887426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1BbL-3eWI/AAAAAAAAA_o/AZRJhJBQJWs/s1600-h/IMG_1935+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1BbL-3eWI/AAAAAAAAA_o/AZRJhJBQJWs/s400/IMG_1935+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290957072558946658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1AQQShgVI/AAAAAAAAA-4/x2ub8EkrRk0/s1600-h/IMG_1917+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1AQQShgVI/AAAAAAAAA-4/x2ub8EkrRk0/s400/IMG_1917+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290955785224946002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Mom and Dad for hosting such a wonderful event.  I LOVE LOVE LOVE the atmosphere of Christmas eve at Grandma's house!  We read some great stories, re-enacted the nativity, and had a wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;After, we stopped into Grandma Bytheways for a talent show and PRESENTS!!!  Then we rushed home and opened jammies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1CH_hlypI/AAAAAAAAA_4/DeKQGg18pMA/s1600-h/IMG_1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1CH_hlypI/AAAAAAAAA_4/DeKQGg18pMA/s400/IMG_1943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290957842309040786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1CHvjJGaI/AAAAAAAAA_w/p4SBziZsckU/s1600-h/IMG_1937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW1CHvjJGaI/AAAAAAAAA_w/p4SBziZsckU/s400/IMG_1937.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290957838020581794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the kids were nestled all snug in their wee little beds, John and I brought out the Martinelli's and enjoyed a relaxing evening, waiting for Santa to come...and COME HE DID!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-8146919733742234171?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8146919733742234171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=8146919733742234171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8146919733742234171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8146919733742234171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SW07PGRh0XI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/1HGZVttEqxw/s72-c/IMG_1881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-3142588515156001325</id><published>2008-12-28T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:18:52.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do people really blog during Christmas?  I'm not ready to post the holiday stuff yet, but my little sister had this on her blog, so I thugged it, and want to pass it on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are supposed to copy the list, and bold the things that you have done (mine are bolded).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Started your own blog&lt;br /&gt;2. Slept under the stars&lt;br /&gt;3. Played in a band (Does XBOX Rockband count? :D)&lt;br /&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;7. Been to Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;8. Climbed a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Held a praying mantis (Kim Smith dropped one down my shirt in 9th grade!)&lt;br /&gt;10. Sang a solo&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;16. Had food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;21. Had a pillow fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;br /&gt;24. Built a snow fort&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a Marathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;32. Been on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language (do a few phrases count?  I'm oct-lingual!)&lt;br /&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;41. Sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;br /&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;47. Had your portrait painted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;52. Kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;53. Played in the mud&lt;br /&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;55. Been in a movie (Cinderella... a Loveridge Production, thanks, Amy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;57. Started a business (sorta)&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;59. Visited Russia --going next summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;br /&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason&lt;br /&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;71. Eaten Caviar &lt;br /&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;br /&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle (25mph was way fast for me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;82. Bought a car... on Ebay :) (twice!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating--pioneer trek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;88. Had chickenpox&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone’s life (Carrie thinks I saved hers when we were kids...whatever, lol!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;br /&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;br /&gt;93. Lost a loved one&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby (SIX!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;98. Owned a cell phone&lt;br /&gt;99. Been stung by a bee&lt;br /&gt;100. Totally copied a post from someone else's blog to your own-- (Yeah, this one!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few more I'd like to do...CHINA?  Hint, hint, John!  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-3142588515156001325?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3142588515156001325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=3142588515156001325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/3142588515156001325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/3142588515156001325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-people-really-blog-during-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-1122729074446206007</id><published>2008-12-06T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:49:37.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>Wow!  So much has happened since my last post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD KIDS:&lt;br /&gt;I love my kids.  This is what I woke up to the other morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq5sGBE5-I/AAAAAAAAA70/4CMuIV8pzgU/s1600-h/IMG_1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq5sGBE5-I/AAAAAAAAA70/4CMuIV8pzgU/s400/IMG_1777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276734080598468578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that.  Thanks Andrew!  Ashley also made this fun game that the kids enjoy playing on Sunday mornings before Church.  It's called "food-opoly".  She even made all of the "mortgage" cards for each individual space on the board including the cost of rent, the cost to build a food stand (house) and the cost of a grocery store (hotel).  She included each of the four food groups: Meats, Vegetables, Fruits, and Grains.  She even cut up her own money!  I love it when they create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq5sTMkqlI/AAAAAAAAA78/1-uh_dQeq_M/s1600-h/IMG_1827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq5sTMkqlI/AAAAAAAAA78/1-uh_dQeq_M/s400/IMG_1827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276734084136348242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq4MpYiKYI/AAAAAAAAA7E/0-jMTpXfAF8/s1600-h/IMG_1828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq4MpYiKYI/AAAAAAAAA7E/0-jMTpXfAF8/s400/IMG_1828.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276732440824654210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKSGIVING:&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful holiday beginning with the annual Pie Pig-Out at my mom's house a couple of days before Thanksgiving.  The idea is that because you're so "full" after Thanksgiving dinner and have no room for pie, we have a "pie only" night just before Thanksgiving!  We have a few minor appetizers, and pie, pie, pie.  Love this tradition!  For Thanksgiving day, we headed to John's sister's home where she hosted 46 (!) of us for a wonderful dinner!  It was so great to be there with everyone, laughing and sharing memories.  Then we followed up with our traditional viewing of "White Christmas" with Bing Crosby.  What a great night!  (Oh, and I DID have enough room for pie as it was :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK FRIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did it again, but this year, I was smarter. I slept in until 5:30, and arrived at the stores around 6:00 to avoid the "standing in line in the freezing cold" thing.  I got some AMAZING deals at Toys 'r' us, and of course, WALMART!  Half-way through my shopping spree, John called me to tell me to be careful, because a Walmart employee was trampled and killed in New York.  How sad.  I didn't get to WalMart until the rush was over, so I didn't trample anyone that I know of, but still got 90% of my shopping completed!  I dragged Carrie out later that day to Walmart (a different one in Sandy) and had the humiliating experience of getting my card declined!  (John had put in a transfer that morning, and I guess it hadn't registered yet!)  Fortunately, I wrote a check for the bounty, and we were on our way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNIVERSARY:&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if 13 is a lucky number or not, but all I can say is our anniversary was unbelievably MAGICAL!  Of course, it didn't hurt that my fabulous lifetime friend, Suzie, gave us a "getaway" package to the Little America hotel that we were able to use!  We were given an amazingly HUGE room at the hotel, and a wonderful gift certificate that we could use anywhere in the hotel.  We ended up having steak and salmon in their very romantic restaurant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq4MD7sFoI/AAAAAAAAA68/G31WAYhEO9c/s1600-h/IMG_1824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq4MD7sFoI/AAAAAAAAA68/G31WAYhEO9c/s400/IMG_1824.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276732430771558018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the celebration was just that: a celebration of 13 years of being the luckiest girl on the planet!  Even one week later, I can't believe how our little get-away has affected my mood!  I've been walking on air since we got home!  I feel like I'm engaged again!  John, you're amazing, wonderful, and well, PERFECT for me.  Thanks again to Suzie, and of course, to John!  I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS DECORATING!&lt;br /&gt;We always put the nativity up first.  Maybe I shouldn't allow it, but my kids play with it like they do a dollhouse.  I love that.  Every day that I come in, the figures are placed in a new position.  I guess as long as nothing gets broken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq5rwQOTBI/AAAAAAAAA7s/wgF1hb-S6Y8/s1600-h/IMG_1855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq5rwQOTBI/AAAAAAAAA7s/wgF1hb-S6Y8/s400/IMG_1855.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276734074756418578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the tree up just after Thanksgiving.  I did a major overhaul on the tree this year and went RED RED RED!  I'm so grateful for Tai-pan Trading!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq4M0BYGII/AAAAAAAAA7M/j2nqG_quAs0/s1600-h/IMG_1832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq4M0BYGII/AAAAAAAAA7M/j2nqG_quAs0/s400/IMG_1832.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276732443680315522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night the kids got to decorate "their" tree.  They were so cute!  They kept saying "this is beautiful.  We need to enter it in a tree-decorating contest!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq4NdkYJvI/AAAAAAAAA7c/M2OcVC6VVDw/s1600-h/IMG_1853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq4NdkYJvI/AAAAAAAAA7c/M2OcVC6VVDw/s400/IMG_1853.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276732454832973554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing a little under my breath, at the hap-hazarly placed ornaments all crusted the front-only of the tree leaving the sides and top mostly empty, but they were proud of themselves, and I LOVE that they were enjoying themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq5rTwL33I/AAAAAAAAA7k/-F_-wSqfLl0/s1600-h/IMG_1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq5rTwL33I/AAAAAAAAA7k/-F_-wSqfLl0/s400/IMG_1854.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276734067105849202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've already had our first school Christmas pageant!  Here's little Matthew as a shepherd.  I LOVE having my kids in a school where they can actually celebrate CHRIST'S BIRTH as the center of the holiday!  Matthew has been singing "Far Far Away on Judea's Plains" all around the house for the last two weeks!  YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq4NLckheI/AAAAAAAAA7U/XfBwi_RjNnk/s1600-h/IMG_1845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq4NLckheI/AAAAAAAAA7U/XfBwi_RjNnk/s400/IMG_1845.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276732449968391650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for the rest of the season.  I LOVE Christmas!  I'm looking for ways to create "magic" in some unsuspecting people's lives, and that is probably my favorite part of the season!  Merry Christmas!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-1122729074446206007?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1122729074446206007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=1122729074446206007&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1122729074446206007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1122729074446206007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/STq5sGBE5-I/AAAAAAAAA70/4CMuIV8pzgU/s72-c/IMG_1777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-1256213539023217817</id><published>2008-11-25T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:32:05.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clever Sisters</title><content type='html'>I have such clever and creative sisters.  Two of my little sisters have ventured into the small-business world and I just wanted to share the joy!  My sister Tiffany is a beautiful "princess."  She shows up to your little girl's birthday party, or your corporate event and dazzles these youngsters with her fun games, her winning personality, and her cute puppets and stories.  Of course she is a princess in real life, but she doesn't always get to wear the crown and ball gown when she's doing dishes, so these parties are a great way for these little girls to see her in her "true form" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1JQ0_ziI/AAAAAAAAA5s/__DJXjqDMR4/s1600-h/wheeler+farm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1JQ0_ziI/AAAAAAAAA5s/__DJXjqDMR4/s400/wheeler+farm.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272647696996355618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1FVUBp0I/AAAAAAAAA5k/nbhpXBOex0g/s1600-h/tiff+with+puppet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1FVUBp0I/AAAAAAAAA5k/nbhpXBOex0g/s400/tiff+with+puppet.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272647629480765250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1A2pS7GI/AAAAAAAAA5c/B1VA9LZ93vg/s1600-h/princess+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1A2pS7GI/AAAAAAAAA5c/B1VA9LZ93vg/s400/princess+party.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272647552529001570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw09D61YaI/AAAAAAAAA5U/px2jn4FhYRs/s1600-h/make-up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw09D61YaI/AAAAAAAAA5U/px2jn4FhYRs/s400/make-up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272647487372747170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Check out her blog!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.pinkprincessparties.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other little sister is the artsy type.  Amy has created GORGEOUS felt pictures that have brought my family home evenings and nursery and Sunday School lessons back to life.  They are adorable.  I just got some for my family for Christmas, but when I saw how ADORABLE they were, I just had to open them on the spot.  See for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1_mTebaI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Fqq5wTNnHlw/s1600-h/IMG_1810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1_mTebaI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Fqq5wTNnHlw/s400/IMG_1810.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272648630474272162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1_Z4qTgI/AAAAAAAAA6E/709Xk7qV3gM/s1600-h/IMG_1806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1_Z4qTgI/AAAAAAAAA6E/709Xk7qV3gM/s400/IMG_1806.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272648627140578818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1-3lRYdI/AAAAAAAAA58/rdWWOWuhOyk/s1600-h/IMG_1802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1-3lRYdI/AAAAAAAAA58/rdWWOWuhOyk/s400/IMG_1802.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272648617932448210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1-XH6YWI/AAAAAAAAA50/vSP7YyPfLh4/s1600-h/IMG_1798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1-XH6YWI/AAAAAAAAA50/vSP7YyPfLh4/s400/IMG_1798.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272648609219371362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out her blog!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.familynightfelt.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun being related to such a talented crew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-1256213539023217817?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1256213539023217817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=1256213539023217817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1256213539023217817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/1256213539023217817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/clever-sisters.html' title='Clever Sisters'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSw1JQ0_ziI/AAAAAAAAA5s/__DJXjqDMR4/s72-c/wheeler+farm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-7718776253385740481</id><published>2008-11-24T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:25:47.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Colors</title><content type='html'>Rise and Shout...a Utah Man am I!?&lt;br /&gt;I laughed out loud when a few days before the big game, Ashley came home from Art Class with this special little clay model:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrUzeC5mtI/AAAAAAAAA4o/nT8WrRxCdx4/s1600-h/IMG_1749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrUzeC5mtI/AAAAAAAAA4o/nT8WrRxCdx4/s400/IMG_1749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272260294494231250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little hard to tell 2-D, but it's a cougar pinning down a red-tailed hawk!  I thought that was so funny.  Anyway, we were all set and ready for the big game!&lt;br /&gt;And, despite a blowout for the Utes, the extended family had a BLAST at our BYU/Utah rivalry party!  Pics below:&lt;br /&gt;Most of the fans...like the window painting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrOHNwwM9I/AAAAAAAAA3g/2qTE49QHCzs/s1600-h/IMG_1780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrOHNwwM9I/AAAAAAAAA3g/2qTE49QHCzs/s400/IMG_1780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272252937139139538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYU BLUE BYTHEWAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrOS24znmI/AAAAAAAAA3o/4EUjV7Qvbto/s1600-h/IMG_1786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrOS24znmI/AAAAAAAAA3o/4EUjV7Qvbto/s400/IMG_1786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272253137157332578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Decorators:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrPI3P3pHI/AAAAAAAAA3w/BYNtjddbCqU/s1600-h/IMG_1790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrPI3P3pHI/AAAAAAAAA3w/BYNtjddbCqU/s400/IMG_1790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272254064967001202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrPJb5fbCI/AAAAAAAAA34/oueGmiFO3Jg/s1600-h/IMG_1791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrPJb5fbCI/AAAAAAAAA34/oueGmiFO3Jg/s400/IMG_1791.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272254074805251106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important part; THE FOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrQJ42bLhI/AAAAAAAAA4g/z0daoWKau8I/s1600-h/IMG_1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrQJ42bLhI/AAAAAAAAA4g/z0daoWKau8I/s400/IMG_1796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272255182088646162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrQJu7vB0I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/wnYuWpER3aA/s1600-h/IMG_1795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrQJu7vB0I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/wnYuWpER3aA/s400/IMG_1795.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272255179426563906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrQJSAA5yI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/i8-ykhRH5Do/s1600-h/IMG_1794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrQJSAA5yI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/i8-ykhRH5Do/s400/IMG_1794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272255171659884322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrQI4KipAI/AAAAAAAAA4I/u8SJcTCYKX8/s1600-h/IMG_1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrQI4KipAI/AAAAAAAAA4I/u8SJcTCYKX8/s400/IMG_1793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272255164724716546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrQIv0vgEI/AAAAAAAAA4A/kXmChsHKxCk/s1600-h/IMG_1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrQIv0vgEI/AAAAAAAAA4A/kXmChsHKxCk/s400/IMG_1792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272255162485801026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And despite a crushing blow for the Cougar fans, and a lost king-sized Snickers to Michael from me, it was a wonderful evening!  Win or lose, I can't wait for next year!  Go COUGARS!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-7718776253385740481?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7718776253385740481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=7718776253385740481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7718776253385740481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/7718776253385740481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-colors.html' title='True Colors'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSrUzeC5mtI/AAAAAAAAA4o/nT8WrRxCdx4/s72-c/IMG_1749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-373291840605671467</id><published>2008-11-19T14:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:10:36.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's at it Again!</title><content type='html'>So, speaking of art, just wanted to post John's latest.  I think this took him an hour and a half.  Isn't he cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSOt5gGnxI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6VUJNr5Ysv0/s1600-h/Watercolor+11+17+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSOt5gGnxI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6VUJNr5Ysv0/s400/Watercolor+11+17+2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270494383111053074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-373291840605671467?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/373291840605671467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=373291840605671467&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/373291840605671467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/373291840605671467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/hes-at-it-again.html' title='He&apos;s at it Again!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSOt5gGnxI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6VUJNr5Ysv0/s72-c/Watercolor+11+17+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-8409178339005103726</id><published>2008-11-19T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:05:56.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite Artist for Children</title><content type='html'>I love the artwork by Scott Gustafson.  I don't think the detail will show in these little pictures, but he really has a way of making these little Fairy Tales seem "magical."  I dream that someday when I'm old and grey, I will have a "grandchildren room" and these paintings will line the walls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Frog Prince (notice the face on this sweet little girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSIWVlo5qI/AAAAAAAAAzI/g1FH-S_7AQk/s1600-h/frog+prince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSIWVlo5qI/AAAAAAAAAzI/g1FH-S_7AQk/s400/frog+prince.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270487381263836834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Little Bo Peep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSIVhmYZLI/AAAAAAAAAyw/zF8dpl1cdy8/s1600-h/bo+peep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSIVhmYZLI/AAAAAAAAAyw/zF8dpl1cdy8/s400/bo+peep.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270487367308305586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSIVKvqYcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/_agzr-2XZqw/s1600-h/alice+in+wonderland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSIVKvqYcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/_agzr-2XZqw/s400/alice+in+wonderland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270487361173217730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKxez69VI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Na8LTbVw6HA/s1600-h/mary+quite+contrary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKxez69VI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Na8LTbVw6HA/s400/mary+quite+contrary.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270490046619383122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSK-RP1f8I/AAAAAAAAA1w/QmPVCq_qbeI/s1600-h/peter+pumpkin+eater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSK-RP1f8I/AAAAAAAAA1w/QmPVCq_qbeI/s400/peter+pumpkin+eater.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270490266316668866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patty-cake"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSK-YnresI/AAAAAAAAA1o/5bwoDpSR3ro/s1600-h/pat-a-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSK-YnresI/AAAAAAAAA1o/5bwoDpSR3ro/s400/pat-a-cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270490268295723714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Owl and the Pussycat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSK-EBk73I/AAAAAAAAA1g/H0-u7kf2XDc/s1600-h/owl+and+pussycat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSK-EBk73I/AAAAAAAAA1g/H0-u7kf2XDc/s400/owl+and+pussycat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270490262767202162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old King Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSK-MVSQWI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/W0PrR2dcveg/s1600-h/Old+king+cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSK-MVSQWI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/W0PrR2dcveg/s400/Old+king+cole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270490264997347682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Muffet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSK9nIOjOI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/i9fsnTuIu0k/s1600-h/miss+muffet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSK9nIOjOI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/i9fsnTuIu0k/s400/miss+muffet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270490255010467042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKxF2LkRI/AAAAAAAAA1A/tqCcOjzULu4/s1600-h/little+red+riding+hood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKxF2LkRI/AAAAAAAAA1A/tqCcOjzULu4/s400/little+red+riding+hood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270490039917973778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack and the Beanstalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKqWEMHzI/AAAAAAAAA04/JM8-bkRh8hE/s1600-h/jack+and+the+beanstalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKqWEMHzI/AAAAAAAAA04/JM8-bkRh8hE/s400/jack+and+the+beanstalk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270489924012613426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humpty Dumpty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKmEprv8I/AAAAAAAAA0w/K9ak9Nu66Xk/s1600-h/Humpty+dumpty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKmEprv8I/AAAAAAAAA0w/K9ak9Nu66Xk/s400/Humpty+dumpty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270489850618560450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hansel and Gretel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKh7OuOJI/AAAAAAAAA0o/NLblbkQcus0/s1600-h/hansel+and+gretel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKh7OuOJI/AAAAAAAAA0o/NLblbkQcus0/s400/hansel+and+gretel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270489779370080402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goldilocks and the Three Bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKdphammI/AAAAAAAAA0g/qldErRErd5g/s1600-h/goldilocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSKdphammI/AAAAAAAAA0g/qldErRErd5g/s400/goldilocks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270489705897171554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMqEvqXII/AAAAAAAAA3I/d9_hK0E6g14/s1600-h/oz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMqEvqXII/AAAAAAAAA3I/d9_hK0E6g14/s400/oz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270492118386367618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entitled "Happily Ever After"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMgvTimdI/AAAAAAAAA3A/liyALeyFOrI/s1600-h/happily+ever+after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMgvTimdI/AAAAAAAAA3A/liyALeyFOrI/s400/happily+ever+after.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270491958012451282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Nicholas in his Study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMgbAz2QI/AAAAAAAAA24/dgf1eAawrNg/s1600-h/st+nick+in+study.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMgbAz2QI/AAAAAAAAA24/dgf1eAawrNg/s400/st+nick+in+study.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270491952565180674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Night Before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMgbfD4II/AAAAAAAAA2w/aVGg0lMeg_4/s1600-h/st+nick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMgbfD4II/AAAAAAAAA2w/aVGg0lMeg_4/s400/st+nick.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270491952692060290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Thumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMgL4HrFI/AAAAAAAAA2o/am3uW8_9QlE/s1600-h/tom+thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMgL4HrFI/AAAAAAAAA2o/am3uW8_9QlE/s400/tom+thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270491948502199378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Three Little Pigs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMf0vw9dI/AAAAAAAAA2g/0POt-tgC6So/s1600-h/three+little+pigs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMf0vw9dI/AAAAAAAAA2g/0POt-tgC6So/s400/three+little+pigs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270491942293140946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entitled "The Journey Begins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMEHHF3MI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/ZaxWz66z-Hw/s1600-h/the+journey+begins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMEHHF3MI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/ZaxWz66z-Hw/s400/the+journey+begins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270491466186480834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entitled "Special Delivery"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMEHF4N6I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/UFn_4M0eHQg/s1600-h/special+delivery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMEHF4N6I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/UFn_4M0eHQg/s400/special+delivery.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270491466181392290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumplestiltskin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMD-twPcI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Fl8Ih2NkNX8/s1600-h/rumplestiltskin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMD-twPcI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Fl8Ih2NkNX8/s400/rumplestiltskin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270491463932722626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Queen of Hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMDw3vmPI/AAAAAAAAA2A/DURm9O6B34U/s1600-h/queen+of+hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMDw3vmPI/AAAAAAAAA2A/DURm9O6B34U/s400/queen+of+hearts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270491460216527090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puss in Boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMDqgad0I/AAAAAAAAA14/5ImGOk3173k/s1600-h/puss+in+boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSMDqgad0I/AAAAAAAAA14/5ImGOk3173k/s400/puss+in+boots.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270491458508060482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed visiting the gallery with me.  I just love the sweet little innocent faces of the children in these pictures.  Thanks for indulging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31926433-8409178339005103726?l=littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8409178339005103726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31926433&amp;postID=8409178339005103726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8409178339005103726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31926433/posts/default/8409178339005103726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlehousebytheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-favorite-artist-for-children.html' title='My favorite Artist for Children'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01181710240687308629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_b2-k_fIa200/R-buNvs8WpI/AAAAAAAAALk/FDtTTDe4ang/S220/face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SSSIWVlo5qI/AAAAAAAAAzI/g1FH-S_7AQk/s72-c/frog+prince.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31926433.post-2339758375764549724</id><published>2008-11-11T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:45:18.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing, really</title><content type='html'>I just thought I'd post some random pictures that made me smile.  There's really no point to this post, just some happiness for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley has taken to "stealing" my camera and going around the house trying to take pictures that make her laugh.  Here I am feeding Bethany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmwd5bkfBI/AAAAAAAAAoM/CtXU9ykbMgs/s1600-h/IMG_1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmwd5bkfBI/AAAAAAAAAoM/CtXU9ykbMgs/s400/IMG_1719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267435266865658898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up close and personal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmwenPSxQI/AAAAAAAAAoc/iuaPzmrRoSA/s1600-h/IMG_1725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmwenPSxQI/AAAAAAAAAoc/iuaPzmrRoSA/s400/IMG_1725.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267435279162197250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a typical scene in my house.  My kids constantly use my laundry baskets as "vehicles" to pull each other around.  I thought that gorgeous ribbon from Costco would go on presents; I never envisioned it's "double" duty as "reins."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmweSP9UkI/AAAAAAAAAoU/voPAZTxG3tg/s1600-h/IMG_1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmweSP9UkI/AAAAAAAAAoU/voPAZTxG3tg/s400/IMG_1723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267435273527841346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John likes to feed Bethany cheerios, however she's still fine-tuning those small-motor skills, and most end up dropping into her high-chair seat.  After she's done eating, she stands up and babbles.  John picked her up, and I had to laugh at her feet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmwfL_YgGI/AAAAAAAAAok/yVfeADPb9-s/s1600-h/IMG_1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmwfL_YgGI/AAAAAAAAAok/yVfeADPb9-s/s400/IMG_1726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267435289027575906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Uh, and notice the "jet" jammies.  That's what we call a lapse in the laundry chain...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmwfbM230I/AAAAAAAAAos/zZRBkSG3a8s/s1600-h/IMG_1727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmwfbM230I/AAAAAAAAAos/zZRBkSG3a8s/s400/IMG_1727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267435293110624066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shot of Timothy...another laundry lapse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmyRBrg5VI/AAAAAAAAApU/kLfZa-MCJjs/s1600-h/IMG_1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2-k_fIa200/SRmyRBrg5VI/AAAAAAAAApU/kLfZa-MCJjs/s400/IMG_1630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267437244764972370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon we were tending the Dustins, a rare treat.  Of course we got snow that morning, so the obvious option?  Build a snowman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href=
