<?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-143454714473919964</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:04:51.457-08:00</updated><category term='party'/><category term='jordan'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='school'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='park'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='Grandpa'/><category term='Trae'/><title type='text'>Everything We</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to our world!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-6645794647466042002</id><published>2009-04-27T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:54:06.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>My boy is 8!  Pics coming soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday was Traeden's birthday. He turned 8 and now I feel really old. Given all the sadness that has been surrounding our family, I really wanted to make this a special day for him. He had made a comment to one of my friends a few days before that he was afraid everyone would forget his birthday too which made me even sadder then I already was. So I was bound and determined to make sure he had a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started of pouring rain Saturday morning which was very, very bad. You see, he had a soccer game (he never has soccer on Saturdays!) and he was so excited to play a game on his birthday that I started to cry (very easy to do right now) when I woke up and saw all the rain. I though for sure the game would be cancelled even if it wasn't raining because of the field conditions. But the league decided to leave that decision up to the coaches and so they ended up playing. He was glad, but they ended up playing one of the hardest teams. They ended up losing 3-2 but he was still happy that the game didn't get cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the game we had a few of his friends come over and play some basketball. He was able to get in a couple of 3 on 3 games and a slam dunk contest. There were some pretty awesome dunks too. Kids can be pretty creative. Overall though I think that Traeden had the best dunk-course I'm biased though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they were all basketballed out (not really), we took everyone to Tepanyaki. It's a really fun Japanese Steak house where they cook the food in front of you on a big grill. It was me, Jordan, Elie, my dad, Jordan's dad, my grandma, Traeden, and 5 of his friends. All the kids got a riot out to presentation. They thought the parts with the fire were the best. Plus he really, really liked the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, he left with Grandpa Butch for the Jazz game. It was game four of the finals against the Lakers. Since the regular season ends the beginning of April, the Jazz haven't played on his birthday so was super excited about that. And he chose to go with grandpa too. He is pretty much his basketball buddy. Well, the Jazz didn't exactly win, but Traeden was still excited plus grandpa bought him another jersey. This time he got a Paul Milsap jersey. There aren't very many now that he doesn't have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my sister put together a surprise party for Trae. It was pretty neat. He kept asking when the 'family party' was. My kids are just way to smart now. I had to lie the best I could and told him that Kelly had a present for him and that's why we were going out there. We BBQ'd and had all the family there. It was a good time for all, I think. My sister bought a little slide for my 22 month old niece and all the kids had a great time on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone that was a part of this weekend. Traeden had a great time with all his friends and family. Now it is time to focus on the baptism this Saturday. It's at 10 am and if you'd like to come, just let me know and I'll get you the details. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143454714473919964-6645794647466042002?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/6645794647466042002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=6645794647466042002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/6645794647466042002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/6645794647466042002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-boy-is-8-pics-coming-soon.html' title='My boy is 8!  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Not that bad for my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mohawk&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143454714473919964-3349244724381951278?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/3349244724381951278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=3349244724381951278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/3349244724381951278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/3349244724381951278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-kind-of-mom.html' title='What kind of Mom...'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SZH1HkkfEPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/prYUo6N0gRo/s72-c/iphone+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-1630459751465380664</id><published>2008-09-17T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:41:48.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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are the usual signs that summer is behind us and fall is beginning. For me though, the signs are different. School starting again and the first soccer game of the season are what gets me thinking that fall is fast approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Traeden&lt;/span&gt; had his first soccer game last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;. He was so excited too. This year he is green (a new color for us) and his team name is the Rocky Mountain Green Grapes (?). Jordan was on his way to Michigan (another post for another day) so he wasn't able to be there. But Me and Elie made it and we picked up Grandma Grace on our way. My dad, Grandpa Butch, joined us in the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; quarter. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Traeden&lt;/span&gt; did have quite the audience anyways. This year it is 5 on 5 with goalies (something new this year) which is where he started. From the very beginning his team was obviously the dominant one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Traeden&lt;/span&gt; never had to worry about blocking a goal because the ball never made it down by him. I would glance down in his direction every so often to make sure he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, and he would be standing with his hands on his hips or biting his fingernails. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually he made his way into the action. And he was pretty darn good (IMHO). He scored 2 points and had a couple of nasty spills, but as the saying goes 'No Pain, No Gain,' right? Just kidding. His team ended up winning 9-1. Of course it's nice to win, but we were just happy to playing again. We try to teach him that winning isn't everything, but it is kind of fun to see all the kids happy after playing a good game (and winning).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; is Elie's first game, so stay posted for those pictures. It will probably be pretty interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Rocky Mountain Green Grapes warming up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241109078219185986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLwo8CRUX0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/sU_EnhGe2DM/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trae as goalie (he looks bored, right?)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241109090342542930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLwo8vbwHlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Ro3Co7-DSXU/s320/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Playing the game&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241109094269004658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLwo8-D5K3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/0QhnJ4C5eps/s320/097.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/143454714473919964-647509399917387880?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/647509399917387880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=647509399917387880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/647509399917387880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/647509399917387880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2008/09/true-signs-of-fall.html' title='The true signs of fall'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLwo8CRUX0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/sU_EnhGe2DM/s72-c/092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-4534960548986286526</id><published>2008-08-27T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:10:15.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jordan'/><title type='text'>Whats a girl to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLYlFRevfhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VWvoHLAVOyQ/s1600-h/utah-06-msthd-index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239415989014068754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLYlFRevfhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VWvoHLAVOyQ/s400/utah-06-msthd-index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear sweet husband is leaving me (us) for the weekend tomorrow. He is joining his friend and heading off for Detroit. It is a total guys trip-an NFL game tomorrow in Cleveland, a MLB game in Detroit on Friday, and a U of U (can you believe it?!) football game on Saturday and then hopefully returning home on Sunday (you never know with standby so cross your fingers). Now I have to come up with ways to entertain the kids while dad is gone, so any suggestions would be nice.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. If I can get a sitter on Saturday I just might try to hit a movie or dinner of something kid free if anyone would care to join me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143454714473919964-4534960548986286526?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/4534960548986286526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=4534960548986286526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/4534960548986286526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/4534960548986286526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-girl-to-do.html' title='Whats a girl to do?'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLYlFRevfhI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VWvoHLAVOyQ/s72-c/utah-06-msthd-index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-1638890195695409430</id><published>2008-08-27T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:08:01.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>What Fun Is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Thursday we decided to pack up the kids and head up to Lagoon. They were having a 2 for 1 admission so we decided to take advantage of the deal, plus our friends were going. We kind of a late start, we didn't get there until around 3 pm (I was shooting for 1 pm-oh well). Leslie and Connor ended up joining us and we all met Chad, Ann, Tenney, and Christian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We dropped off our stuff and the first ride we chose was Rattlesnake Rapids, then the guys (Jordan and Chad) took all the kids to Lagoon-A-Beach while the girls (Me, Ann, and Leslie) went on the big rides. At this point Lisa and Art met us. By the time we met up with everyone, Me and Leslie, with Art and Lisa, took the kids around the kiddie land while Jordan, Chad, and Ann went to Wicked (the most fun roller coaster ever) and few other rides. We all met up again and while the kids went on the new ride OdySea, Leslie, Ann, and I went on Jet Star. When we got up to the front, there was a sign that said 'No Single Riders' but there was no way we were all 3 going to fit in one section of the car, so we asked the attendant what we could do. All he did was point to the sign (he was such a jerk) and so Leslie didn't get to go. Me and Ann sat down and the attendant was still a jerk. He kept making snide remarks to us up until the ride started. I have to say that that was the least fun I had the whole day (and it wasn't because of you Ann), the guy just didn't make the experience a very pleasant one, plus it really hurt my legs because I was in a awkward position. After Jetstar, we joined everyone back at the OdySea. The kids rode that ride like 5 more times because they liked it so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all that we went to Pioneer Village to get some ice cream. Along the way we noticed that there was no line for the Log ride so we did that first. We ended doing that ride 3 or 4 times and never had to get out of the log. There was absolutely no line! Then we got our ice cream. It was a pretty hot day so the ice cream was a nice treat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all that I took Trae on his favorite ride-Music Express. He loves that one. I had Trae and Tenney with me and Leslie had Conner and Elie with her. We did that ride a couple of times too. Trae and Tenney laughed the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The park was just about to close by this time, and we all kind of split up to leave, but not before making it on one last ride-the Carousel. The kids still have a good time on that ride and I like to see their faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821156932446&amp;amp;site=widget-5e.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156932446&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/p1/2161727821156932446/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156932446&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/p2/2161727821156932446/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156932446&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/p4/2161727821156932446/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143454714473919964-1638890195695409430?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/1638890195695409430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=1638890195695409430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/1638890195695409430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/1638890195695409430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-fun-is.html' title='What Fun Is!'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-1710078488385045655</id><published>2008-08-26T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T07:07:25.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>First day of school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe another summer has come and gone. In the beginning I was going crazy trying to come up with things for Traeden to do because he was getting very bored. I thought 'Man, this is going to be a very, very, long, summer. And then in a blink of an eye it was August. And now school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course there always has to be alittle drama though. I called the lady that I carpooled with last year to make sure that we were still on-which of course we were and when I got off the phone Trae was whining (alot). He didn't want J to pick him up-he just wanted me to come get him. I thought he would be excited because he would get to see 2 of his friends (that he always plays with), so after grilling him for about 10 minutes I finally learned the truth. Apparently the last time the boys were here they got in a big fight. Usually when that happens though I hear about it immediately from someone, so this was a shock to me. Trae didn't want to go with them because he thought they were going to be mean and mad to him. I called their mom and explained all this and she said her boys were complaining too. They didn't want Trae to ride with them because of the fight-but they didn't tell her about it either. So we both said tough to our boys-and continued with the carpool. Of course I am the dorky mom who has to take pictures of everything-so here is Trae on his first day of 2nd grade:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Playing a little Guitar Hero to calm the nerves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238826703929015218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLQNIXeE-7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/xNyP0_VS6J0/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238826707611012978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLQNIlL7z3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/DzcSeuxPSpU/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Walking out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238826716813076546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLQNJHd4KEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/C7hV3Vn0guY/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These shoes are a 3, he wears a 12.5-I just had to get a picture of what clown shoes look like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238826726444473250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLQNJrWLm6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/26AmW0--480/s320/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It turns out that the carpool turned out OK. That's one thing you gotta love about kids-they can get mad and be in a fight and then the minute someone talks about a video game (of doll or whatever) they act like nothing ever happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be going through all this in 2 weeks with Elie as she starts preschool on Sept. 8th. Hopefully there will be less drama (but with her, I seriously doubt it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143454714473919964-1710078488385045655?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/1710078488385045655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=1710078488385045655' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/1710078488385045655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/1710078488385045655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school.'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SLQNIXeE-7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/xNyP0_VS6J0/s72-c/067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-8051006758722385609</id><published>2008-08-19T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:12:52.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa'/><title type='text'>Grandpa Butch's birthday party (1 fo 2)</title><content type='html'>Last night we all went up to my parents to celebrate my dad's birthday. They ordered take out from a really good Chinese place and decided to watch the Olympics and play alittle ball on their new court (Traeden's new favorite thing). We all had a good time and here are some of the pictures to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-5b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821156803675&amp;amp;site=widget-5b.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156803675&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5b.slide.com/p1/2161727821156803675/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156803675&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5b.slide.com/p2/2161727821156803675/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156803675&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5b.slide.com/p4/2161727821156803675/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/143454714473919964-8051006758722385609?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/8051006758722385609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=8051006758722385609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/8051006758722385609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/8051006758722385609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2008/08/grandpa-butchs-birthday-party-1-fo-2.html' title='Grandpa Butch&apos;s birthday party (1 fo 2)'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-753489938637064556</id><published>2008-08-17T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:40:38.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'>Fun at the park...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe that summer is almost over. Time really flies when your having fun. Last week we got invited to a picnic. It was a work party for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SIL&lt;/span&gt;, so I knew a few people but not many. We went just to get out of the house and take the kids to a park. We all had a good time. I forget how fun a visit to the park can really be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jordan and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Trae&lt;/span&gt; playing around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235695403664011586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SKjtOs-J8UI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3VPIXg7Kkh8/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Just finishing one game &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235695412353201682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SKjtPNV0dhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/z5imYTTXva8/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Trae&lt;/span&gt; just being cute...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235695389000544818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SKjtN2WHMjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CxOUmoppFqA/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And a little cocky.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235695415380238226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SKjtPYnhX5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/0lewJx4r42c/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Elison&lt;/span&gt; is just pretending to be camera shy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235696963429229554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SKjupfjKY_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/fTs-b8k3fJo/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here she is striking a pose&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235696965858147586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SKjupomQvQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cD5EBGhKQnY/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And sitting with a new friend.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235696971365085922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SKjup9HN8uI/AAAAAAAAAE0/GSc_IpO62so/s320/013.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/143454714473919964-753489938637064556?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/753489938637064556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=753489938637064556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/753489938637064556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/753489938637064556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-at-park.html' title='Fun at the park...'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SKjtOs-J8UI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3VPIXg7Kkh8/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-3486543950874411731</id><published>2008-08-06T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T18:41:48.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Show On Earth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SJpSqwzsy3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/rk962RMWf8Q/s1600-h/circus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231584811753982834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SJpSqwzsy3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/rk962RMWf8Q/s320/circus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just received an email for discount tickets to the Ringling Bros. and Barnum &amp;amp; Bailey circus that is coming to SLC Sept 24-28. Here is the info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coming Wed. SEP. 24 - Sun. SEP. 28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To EnergySolutions Arena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Save 20% when you order by Sun. AUG. 17!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #bb131a" href="http://www.ticketmaster.com/venueartist/246072/804232?" target="_blank"&gt;BUY NOW&lt;/a&gt; using code Z3682&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They have the pre-show where you can take your kids to meet all the circus stars like the acrobats, clowns, and animals. We've taken our kids before and they've always loved it. Let me know if you have any questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143454714473919964-3486543950874411731?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/3486543950874411731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=3486543950874411731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/3486543950874411731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/3486543950874411731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2008/08/greatest-show-on-earth.html' title='The Greatest Show On Earth!'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SJpSqwzsy3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/rk962RMWf8Q/s72-c/circus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-7247029495730789390</id><published>2008-07-29T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:27:20.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you swim in a pool to make yourself cool?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a way of beating the heat, my sister, sister-in-law and I all decided to take our kids to the local rec center.  We are members and go quite frequently.  The others are not, but they are trying to get their little ones adjusted to pool life.  We met there right when they opened, to beat the crowd, and spent some time indoors in the lazy river and water slide.  Then we all decided to move outdoors and get some fresh air.  It was hot, but the water felt really good.  I think that all the kids really had a ball.  Elizabeth and Isabella were pretty tired by the time we left (about 3 hours later).  But I think they did pretty good considering all the people, the heat, the noise, and the accidental trips which sent them under.  My kids are like little fishes.  We strap Elie's life jacket on and she just floats around and around the river.  Trae has gotten pretty brave and will now go down the water slide all by himself.  I think that we all had a great time, and I look forward to doing it again before the summer's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-24.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821156373796&amp;amp;site=widget-24.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156373796&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-24.slide.com/p1/2161727821156373796/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156373796&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-24.slide.com/p2/2161727821156373796/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156373796&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-24.slide.com/p4/2161727821156373796/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/143454714473919964-7247029495730789390?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/7247029495730789390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=7247029495730789390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/7247029495730789390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/7247029495730789390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-you-swim-in-pool-to-make-yourself.html' title='Do you swim in a pool to make yourself cool?'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-5561225754571168520</id><published>2008-07-28T16:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:45:50.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fruits of our labors....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really it is just Jordan's labors. I can't really take any credit for this. Me and him spent most of our free time last week at either Lowe's or a local nursery. Lowe's had lots of trees and plants on clearance and the other nursery had their big annual pioneer day sale where they put everything 1/2 off. We picked out a few trees and pines and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;boxwoods&lt;/span&gt; at Lowe's and bought the rest at this other place. They only do the sale on the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and seeing as I had to work, Jordan spent a good couple of hours in the morning there with my mom. She is really good at knowing what to plant, so it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He came home almost every night last week and weeded and prepped and pulled and planted. I offered to help, but I think that I was more in the way. He said that I had already worked outside so it was his turn (pretty thoughtful, huh?). Anyways, this is our reward: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By our front patio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228217636451549426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SI5cPXUggPI/AAAAAAAAADc/dbAAV68_fRY/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The front yard&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228215242116445954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SI5aD_uiNwI/AAAAAAAAACs/-PSRs_CiqKs/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228215253422674962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SI5aEp2JlBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2SjkPokpZNs/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228215922861210786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SI5arnsu_KI/AAAAAAAAADM/99ig04D22eo/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And last but not least, the parking strip&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228215242508861458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SI5aEBMGABI/AAAAAAAAAC0/m-aQItgozLE/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We still have some more planting to do, but I just wanted to acknowledge all of the hard work that Jordan has done.  It is awesome to look out our window or pull out of our driveway and see some plants-not just weeds and our neighbors non-pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rock wall&lt;/span&gt;.  And we have done it all on a really cheap budget. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143454714473919964-5561225754571168520?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/5561225754571168520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=5561225754571168520' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/5561225754571168520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/5561225754571168520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2008/07/fruits-of-our-labors.html' title='The fruits of our labors....'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SI5cPXUggPI/AAAAAAAAADc/dbAAV68_fRY/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-417806033341856660</id><published>2008-07-26T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:45:50.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trae'/><title type='text'>Going, Going, Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIumPpwBAHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZGoknteLwHI/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227454580329087090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIumPpwBAHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZGoknteLwHI/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday was quite the day in our house. Not only did we have company and chaos, but Traedens' tooth became really loose. He wiggled and wiggled that thing until it came out about 6 hours later. It was quite gross if you ask me. At one point, he had that thing sticking straight out, so that with the blood was alittle more then my weak stomach could take. So, you would think that the tooth fairy would have visited by now right, WRONG. She must have taken the holiday off. Heck, she must have taken the whole weekend off cause he has had his tooth under his pillow for the last 2 nights and wakes up to nothing under his pillow. Trae is convinced it's because he hasn't worn his pj's to bed. He's fallen asleep in his street clothes the last 2 nights. I'll just let him think that for the time being. Hopefully I can get my act together tonight and get a hold of the fairy and let her know that she has a little boy down here that is getting very curious........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143454714473919964-417806033341856660?l=justtheforeofus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/feeds/417806033341856660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143454714473919964&amp;postID=417806033341856660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/417806033341856660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143454714473919964/posts/default/417806033341856660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justtheforeofus.blogspot.com/2008/07/going-going-gone.html' title='Going, Going, Gone'/><author><name>Just a thought....</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07678540625859313668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='14' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIX1JWNmrKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/dJtrEHI9rw8/S220/scan0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIumPpwBAHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZGoknteLwHI/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143454714473919964.post-3860917747447523889</id><published>2008-07-25T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:45:51.912-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>24th of July adventures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those of you that weren't able to join us yesterday, all I can say is that you really missed out. Both me and Jordan worked in the morning. After he came home, he just wanted to work out in the yard. We have bought a few plants (this blog coming later) and he was just itching to get as much done as he could. So after laboring in the 98 degree sun all day, he decided to take the kids to the pool (I can't for for a couple more days-lets just say that I was sick and don't want to start the crypto virus!) for an hour or so. While he was gone, my SIL and her fiancee, Lisa and Art, showed up as well as my friend and her son Leslie and Conner and my FIL. We just ordered pizza and sat around and talked until it was dark enough to do the fireworks. My dad decided to join us at this point. Art had bought some fireworks and we had some left over from last year. Plus our neighbors across the street was doing theirs so it lasted about an hour. There were some awesome ones, and so not-so-awesome ones. But I have to say that my favorite part was seeing the kids with the sparklers. Last year I ended up doing all the sparklers because the kids were so scared of them. They were really timid at first this year too, but they eventually came out of their shells and had a riot after that. Once they figured out that they could write in the air and that they weren't going to get burned, they wouldn't stop. The other highlight was seeing Art stand in the middle of the road holding one of the fireworks in his had. He was holding it like a torch and standing like the Statue of Liberty. It was so funny. I had good video of it until Trae knocked the camera and it fell to the ground. Of course I screamed his name and of course it was on the audio so I won't be showing it-Sorry! To end what was a really good night, we all came in and had homemade ice cream with brownies and chocolate sauce. We finally put our cranky kids to bed at about 11:30 pm. But it was all worth it. We had a really good time. So to everyone that came-Thank You, it was awesome and you all helped to make it that way. To those that didn't come-There is always next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trae and Elie&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226949964844172578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SInbTKlHBSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YiGC8uKIP2s/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Leslie and Conner&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226949967090458066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SInbTS8qndI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_plTfljyyws/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jordan (his mug shot) and Grandpa Ray&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226949972163670242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SInbTl2NsOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QkEzcyKD_Xw/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jordan (a better shot) and Grandpa Ray&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226949983243043858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SInbUPHvhBI/AAAAAAAAABE/-c2QUnfDSi4/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lisa and Art&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226949986527540130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SInbUbW086I/AAAAAAAAABM/WWkm0g9LraQ/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Elie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226952421711246466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIndiLH3dII/AAAAAAAAABU/Wyc7LZdSHPc/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Art-he's trying to show off&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226952429782346690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n9GwUyWvbpM/SIndipMKq8I/AAAAAAAAABc/HckuhMI9xYg/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Art again&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226952436902686882" style="DISPLAY: block; 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