<?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-7340507510451763720</id><updated>2011-10-11T00:57:05.373-07:00</updated><category term='We all had a great time.'/><category term='Happy New Year'/><category term='THANKS FOR LISTENING'/><title type='text'>Ma and Pa Jeffs</title><subtitle type='html'>THE TIME TO RELAX IS WHEN YOU DON'T HAVE TIME FOR IT.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-7266589858180026818</id><published>2011-01-13T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T08:38:02.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;These pictures are more of RELAXATION, not laziness. Also, everyone's idea of relaxation are so different!  I like watching others relax! And others like to relax while others keep busy.  But mostly for me, relaxation is being with my family and having them enjoy each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8nOzNcpTI/AAAAAAAACFE/B87rsPtwn2s/s1600/IMG_2561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561707200044115250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8nOzNcpTI/AAAAAAAACFE/B87rsPtwn2s/s320/IMG_2561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8nCbc7xfI/AAAAAAAACE8/X3IftX39WDM/s1600/IMG_2563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561706987508188658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8nCbc7xfI/AAAAAAAACE8/X3IftX39WDM/s320/IMG_2563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8mzruG8pI/AAAAAAAACE0/_rrUEGMW4sU/s1600/IMG_2553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561706734177153682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8mzruG8pI/AAAAAAAACE0/_rrUEGMW4sU/s320/IMG_2553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8mhrEuA5I/AAAAAAAACEs/DJxuIqO-rDo/s1600/IMG_2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561706424765907858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8mhrEuA5I/AAAAAAAACEs/DJxuIqO-rDo/s320/IMG_2036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8mMeEhHFI/AAAAAAAACEk/gHfq_5ZnnYM/s1600/IMG_1967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561706060498148434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8mMeEhHFI/AAAAAAAACEk/gHfq_5ZnnYM/s320/IMG_1967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8l_K-635I/AAAAAAAACEc/g4Rvu1o9RIQ/s1600/IMG_1965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561705832036097938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8l_K-635I/AAAAAAAACEc/g4Rvu1o9RIQ/s320/IMG_1965.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8lWvv5FEI/AAAAAAAACEU/8OeZwdH07mU/s1600/IMG_2624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561705137530541122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8lWvv5FEI/AAAAAAAACEU/8OeZwdH07mU/s320/IMG_2624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8lG9kbCzI/AAAAAAAACEM/T8PamOVjD-I/s1600/IMG_2617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561704866362624818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8lG9kbCzI/AAAAAAAACEM/T8PamOVjD-I/s320/IMG_2617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-7266589858180026818?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/7266589858180026818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=7266589858180026818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7266589858180026818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7266589858180026818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2011/01/laziness-is-nothing-more-than-habit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS8nOzNcpTI/AAAAAAAACFE/B87rsPtwn2s/s72-c/IMG_2561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-3256501264165387197</id><published>2011-01-12T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T07:54:06.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"IF THERE IS ANYTHING HALF SO MUCH FUN AS BEING ALIVE, I'D LIKE TO KNOW WHAT IT IS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3Nl4gfmPI/AAAAAAAACEE/it8zfaVmaZ0/s1600/IMG_2600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561327165579958514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3Nl4gfmPI/AAAAAAAACEE/it8zfaVmaZ0/s320/IMG_2600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAKE POWELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3NYVVBktI/AAAAAAAACD8/cL6ZzUSIqYo/s1600/IMG_2575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561326932798313170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3NYVVBktI/AAAAAAAACD8/cL6ZzUSIqYo/s320/IMG_2575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BIRTHDAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3M-806E9I/AAAAAAAACD0/xF5wUSN-iJs/s1600/IMG_2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561326496724423634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3M-806E9I/AAAAAAAACD0/xF5wUSN-iJs/s320/IMG_2141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A DISNEYLAND SURPRISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3Mw21SubI/AAAAAAAACDs/hZ7jqiirWFA/s1600/IMG_2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561326254597257650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3Mw21SubI/AAAAAAAACDs/hZ7jqiirWFA/s320/IMG_2120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TRIP TO DISNEYLAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3L-4ytBjI/AAAAAAAACDc/HnKmmiGifgM/s1600/IMG_2541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561325396129809970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3L-4ytBjI/AAAAAAAACDc/HnKmmiGifgM/s320/IMG_2541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SISTERS! A NEW FAMILY MEMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3LmnH0sHI/AAAAAAAACDU/yk-rC3T6eQ0/s1600/IMG_2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561324979069694066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3LmnH0sHI/AAAAAAAACDU/yk-rC3T6eQ0/s320/IMG_2392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PRETENDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3LEV7R8QI/AAAAAAAACDM/g1-lT31jlGI/s1600/IMG_1097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561324390338130178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3LEV7R8QI/AAAAAAAACDM/g1-lT31jlGI/s320/IMG_1097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEING A KID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3Kwm9QqsI/AAAAAAAACDE/7xnfq3BLeVw/s1600/IMG_1052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561324051312454338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3Kwm9QqsI/AAAAAAAACDE/7xnfq3BLeVw/s320/IMG_1052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3KhAtPRUI/AAAAAAAACC8/a-rlaHQL7EA/s1600/IMG_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561323783346668866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3KhAtPRUI/AAAAAAAACC8/a-rlaHQL7EA/s320/IMG_1046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3J9kPKPQI/AAAAAAAACCs/Hm56c_hQewg/s1600/IMG_0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561323174408895746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3J9kPKPQI/AAAAAAAACCs/Hm56c_hQewg/s320/IMG_0946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIDING A BIKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3Jy7kC_WI/AAAAAAAACCk/QMId6y9l6pY/s1600/IMG_0942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561322991691955554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3Jy7kC_WI/AAAAAAAACCk/QMId6y9l6pY/s320/IMG_0942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE ELSE'S BIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-3256501264165387197?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/3256501264165387197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=3256501264165387197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3256501264165387197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3256501264165387197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-there-is-anything-half-so-much-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TS3Nl4gfmPI/AAAAAAAACEE/it8zfaVmaZ0/s72-c/IMG_2600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-2988959049999886739</id><published>2010-09-17T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T13:50:30.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 2010</title><content type='html'>So Maybe I'm going to have to just blog once a month.  So here is our August activities.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPRSRo9zYI/AAAAAAAACCY/zI5Ddd-vTqE/s1600/IMG_2668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPRSRo9zYI/AAAAAAAACCY/zI5Ddd-vTqE/s320/IMG_2668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517984080362065282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For our anniversary trip we went back to where we honeymooned; in the Uintahs. It was beautiful. I think we have found a favorite camping place. When I was younger my dad took me and my brothers here too for the week of the 24th of July. I took David to where we always camped. This is a miniature falls, that we called "Disney Falls". It's tiny and so perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPRCXBPckI/AAAAAAAACCQ/uTftj9UGmXc/s1600/IMG_2663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPRCXBPckI/AAAAAAAACCQ/uTftj9UGmXc/s320/IMG_2663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517983806928155202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got in a lot of 4 wheelin'. Such beautiful country and we had some gorgeous weather. Although we did get in rain storm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPQx0Y-SXI/AAAAAAAACCI/GcDSDbpLOjo/s1600/IMG_2674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPQx0Y-SXI/AAAAAAAACCI/GcDSDbpLOjo/s320/IMG_2674.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517983522754546034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the spot where my family camped. WOW! What a flood of emotion I felt. Memories are still happy and strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPQiDZs3aI/AAAAAAAACCA/xbgHNH6BJOM/s1600/IMG_2676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPQiDZs3aI/AAAAAAAACCA/xbgHNH6BJOM/s320/IMG_2676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517983251906223522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took the big girls shopping for a couple of school outfits. Here they are posing for you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPQSQRaifI/AAAAAAAACB4/JceYXKGNMu8/s1600/IMG_2689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPQSQRaifI/AAAAAAAACB4/JceYXKGNMu8/s320/IMG_2689.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517982980483222002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was dinner and dancing at Leslie's. Jaxon and Emily were the stars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPP7wQliQI/AAAAAAAACBw/hLAYgjzw3Lo/s1600/IMG_2706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPP7wQliQI/AAAAAAAACBw/hLAYgjzw3Lo/s320/IMG_2706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517982593932691714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a visit to the cabin we saw this deer on our way down. What's really funny is Tyler and Christine are on the four wheelers, but they are on the trailer behind the truck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPPup0IbeI/AAAAAAAACBo/Mv8LJ_nsmU8/s1600/IMG_2715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPPup0IbeI/AAAAAAAACBo/Mv8LJ_nsmU8/s320/IMG_2715.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517982368864431586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We loved the Uintahs so much we invited family and friends to go again. It was even better! The kids loved the 4 wheelers. They didn't even have to be going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPPb91Vq4I/AAAAAAAACBg/NChSlcgx0PA/s1600/IMG_2721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPPb91Vq4I/AAAAAAAACBg/NChSlcgx0PA/s320/IMG_2721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517982047820688258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh then there was fishing too. Kevin was so excited he couldn't wait to get his own fishing pole so he borrowed Kylee's Barbie pole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPPPQauNCI/AAAAAAAACBY/WQqclk8zQaQ/s1600/IMG_2727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPPPQauNCI/AAAAAAAACBY/WQqclk8zQaQ/s320/IMG_2727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517981829471024162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then there was the moose! Or should I say Meese.  There were 3 big ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPPFss4MFI/AAAAAAAACBQ/YPFsBbQtWrs/s1600/IMG_2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPPFss4MFI/AAAAAAAACBQ/YPFsBbQtWrs/s320/IMG_2747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517981665264676946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh, baby Jordyn was a gem. She likes camping and so does her mommy when she is so very good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPO8a0h4jI/AAAAAAAACBI/vvY5Nle3fxY/s1600/IMG_2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPO8a0h4jI/AAAAAAAACBI/vvY5Nle3fxY/s320/IMG_2770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517981505846108722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AHHHH! What precious kids. They love being together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPOrkOC3AI/AAAAAAAACBA/lCo0CU3T820/s1600/IMG_2750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPOrkOC3AI/AAAAAAAACBA/lCo0CU3T820/s320/IMG_2750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517981216311270402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the kiddies sitting by the fireside that Kevin was bound and determined to have going, to the dismay of his brother in laws!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPOXFcZe3I/AAAAAAAACA4/ECfALTyaeMc/s1600/IMG_2772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPOXFcZe3I/AAAAAAAACA4/ECfALTyaeMc/s320/IMG_2772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517980864452590450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking through the Fairy Forrest was a highlight for the kids. We are going to have to remember to add to it next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPOGBFpYiI/AAAAAAAACAw/OUwM51OzLz8/s1600/IMG_2787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPOGBFpYiI/AAAAAAAACAw/OUwM51OzLz8/s320/IMG_2787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517980571225645602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They really do like the four wheelers.  And they are such good kids to wear their helmets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great summer. I am going to miss it, but there is this beautiful fall and winter coming, so get ready!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-2988959049999886739?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/2988959049999886739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=2988959049999886739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2988959049999886739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2988959049999886739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2010/09/august-2010.html' title='August 2010'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TJPRSRo9zYI/AAAAAAAACCY/zI5Ddd-vTqE/s72-c/IMG_2668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-7780868900571406973</id><published>2010-08-02T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:38:54.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JULY  2010</title><content type='html'>The month of July was very busy. We had birthdays and trips. It was so fun.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And . . .  there is no rime to my reason when it comes to displaying the following pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdGqsgnMYI/AAAAAAAACAg/qPO3mOOtLS0/s1600/IMG_2541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdGqsgnMYI/AAAAAAAACAg/qPO3mOOtLS0/s320/IMG_2541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500943169172746626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday to Leslie. Couldn't find a picture of the festivities, but here is a picture of her four sweet girlies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdGRfSql4I/AAAAAAAACAY/vdHdEHME6og/s1600/IMG_2654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdGRfSql4I/AAAAAAAACAY/vdHdEHME6og/s320/IMG_2654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500942736127858562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just got home from Lake Powell. It was a great trip, more relaxing than we've had in a long time, but tons of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdGGbII_KI/AAAAAAAACAQ/tKUg5_ri_m8/s1600/IMG_2623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdGGbII_KI/AAAAAAAACAQ/tKUg5_ri_m8/s320/IMG_2623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500942546031410338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It definitely was a "kid" trip. We docked on a beach for them to have room to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdFusk69_I/AAAAAAAACAI/LHldzq-_IoI/s1600/IMG_2608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdFusk69_I/AAAAAAAACAI/LHldzq-_IoI/s320/IMG_2608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500942138398668786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blake just chillin' in the boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdFgX0u33I/AAAAAAAACAA/wQf1FoiURfw/s1600/IMG_2617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdFgX0u33I/AAAAAAAACAA/wQf1FoiURfw/s320/IMG_2617.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500941892309671794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa laid down for a few "z's", and Jaxon kissed him awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdFOpN-GUI/AAAAAAAAB_4/Msa4j9KQR7A/s1600/IMG_2613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdFOpN-GUI/AAAAAAAAB_4/Msa4j9KQR7A/s320/IMG_2613.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500941587741284674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting the kids to get out of the water was not always a happy one. Look at Jaxon's face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdFDA2xvcI/AAAAAAAAB_w/djpyFGgSsnI/s1600/IMG_2606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdFDA2xvcI/AAAAAAAAB_w/djpyFGgSsnI/s320/IMG_2606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500941387928026562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Andrea "relaxing" in the water with 3 kids!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdEl4OY_hI/AAAAAAAAB_g/GJKifwzt_2s/s1600/IMG_2600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdEl4OY_hI/AAAAAAAAB_g/GJKifwzt_2s/s320/IMG_2600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500940887394942482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin and Nicole got to really relax and enjoy the trip. They left Katelynn with Grandma Chamberlain in Richfield.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdEa4fx_OI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/iGAQ5-xoVeo/s1600/IMG_2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdEa4fx_OI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/iGAQ5-xoVeo/s320/IMG_2597.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500940698489322722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the 24th we went to the Demolition Derby in Fairview. What a hoot. It was a ton of fun. Here are 22 cars going at each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdENH12k-I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/jMp5zAnQCoA/s1600/IMG_2570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdENH12k-I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/jMp5zAnQCoA/s320/IMG_2570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500940462090261474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And another Birthday. It was Katelynn's first birthday. Here are ALL the kids in their birthday hats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdDn0SZ3LI/AAAAAAAAB_I/jWHPA1Utm-0/s1600/IMG_2563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdDn0SZ3LI/AAAAAAAAB_I/jWHPA1Utm-0/s320/IMG_2563.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500939821186145458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to keep Katelynn for a late evening while Kevin and Nicole played. Guess I was more tired than I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdDMZVXQ2I/AAAAAAAAB-4/BCiMAtCviUg/s1600/IMG_2561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdDMZVXQ2I/AAAAAAAAB-4/BCiMAtCviUg/s320/IMG_2561.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500939350094332770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Having the kids over is always fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdDA758tnI/AAAAAAAAB-w/6QhfSDL3-oI/s1600/IMG_2555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdDA758tnI/AAAAAAAAB-w/6QhfSDL3-oI/s320/IMG_2555.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500939153216157298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blake and Katelynn like the baby bouncer more when they are too big for it than when they did fit in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's our July in a nutshell. OHHHH we went to Sun Valley Idaho for a few days inbetween all the other stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-7780868900571406973?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/7780868900571406973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=7780868900571406973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7780868900571406973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7780868900571406973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2010/08/july-2010.html' title='JULY  2010'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TFdGqsgnMYI/AAAAAAAACAg/qPO3mOOtLS0/s72-c/IMG_2541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-9217078939494552792</id><published>2010-07-09T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T16:59:53.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now for some Spain Pics!</title><content type='html'>This is our 4th trip to Spain. I think sometimes we should go somewhere else, but when you love a place as much as we love Spain, it's hard to say no when an invitation is given to visit the place. Here are a few of my favorite pictures.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDe1StdOQEI/AAAAAAAAB-o/KiFCxdYjVzI/s1600/IMG_2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDe1StdOQEI/AAAAAAAAB-o/KiFCxdYjVzI/s320/IMG_2223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492057603646046274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first evening in Spain was in Madrid. We stopped and enjoyed some 'tapas' in Playa Mayor. We had tortillas and squid (I didn't say enjoyed that one).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDe1GyO4dLI/AAAAAAAAB-g/yBnr8iArVzE/s1600/IMG_2226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDe1GyO4dLI/AAAAAAAAB-g/yBnr8iArVzE/s320/IMG_2226.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492057398769644722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the Temple and went through a session. They even did it in English for us. Out of 11 visitors, there were 8 of us who spoke English. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDe0y_kdFZI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/UAY_PlXaES4/s1600/IMG_2238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDe0y_kdFZI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/UAY_PlXaES4/s320/IMG_2238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492057058752402834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEP! We even went to a Bullfight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDe0g8tUpyI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/JR4whCVCarw/s1600/IMG_2258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDe0g8tUpyI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/JR4whCVCarw/s320/IMG_2258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492056748746647330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's always time for a little craziness. Christine was imitating a toyota commercial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDe0IHNbDqI/AAAAAAAAB-I/4mi-tCNTkFc/s1600/IMG_2279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDe0IHNbDqI/AAAAAAAAB-I/4mi-tCNTkFc/s320/IMG_2279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492056322068909730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spain has everything! Can you believe it, windmills. The story says that this is a place Don Quixote visited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDezpLx0-ZI/AAAAAAAAB-A/pL8EKgwM5Kg/s1600/IMG_2305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDezpLx0-ZI/AAAAAAAAB-A/pL8EKgwM5Kg/s320/IMG_2305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492055790719400338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful flowers in the alleys and all over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDezYlyFwtI/AAAAAAAAB94/o5TPmKjqtb8/s1600/IMG_2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDezYlyFwtI/AAAAAAAAB94/o5TPmKjqtb8/s320/IMG_2313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492055505642046162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at this bunch of blooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDezHBXY-II/AAAAAAAAB9w/sPXHmRyyfFI/s1600/IMG_2314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDezHBXY-II/AAAAAAAAB9w/sPXHmRyyfFI/s320/IMG_2314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492055203808606338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler did almost anything to get a good picture! If I remember right he was trying to get a picture of a duck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDeytqd5HfI/AAAAAAAAB9o/iSz9bl35Ev4/s1600/IMG_2344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDeytqd5HfI/AAAAAAAAB9o/iSz9bl35Ev4/s320/IMG_2344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492054768165133810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's David with his 'monkey' buddy when we visited the Rock of Gibraltar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDeyb1I4KVI/AAAAAAAAB9g/XO-BIUZsY30/s1600/IMG_2350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDeyb1I4KVI/AAAAAAAAB9g/XO-BIUZsY30/s320/IMG_2350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492054461792135506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It still is so amazing to me that we were on the Rock of Gibraltar. It was not a stop we intended making. But we talked to some ladies at the Temple and they told us we shouldn't miss it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDeyDZAQERI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/JYXLvqZFLoo/s1600/IMG_2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDeyDZAQERI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/JYXLvqZFLoo/s320/IMG_2359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492054041922900242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw such beautiful places. This was taken from a bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDextBtwk8I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/sEdcdT15H4s/s1600/IMG_2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDextBtwk8I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/sEdcdT15H4s/s320/IMG_2361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492053657714201538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is on the other side of the road and looking down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDexQo7AwHI/AAAAAAAAB9I/LSeH93_-Cy4/s1600/IMG_2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDexQo7AwHI/AAAAAAAAB9I/LSeH93_-Cy4/s320/IMG_2372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492053170022563954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are my traveling buddies. And this was our last day trip. We were pooped but not quite ready to go home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-9217078939494552792?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/9217078939494552792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=9217078939494552792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/9217078939494552792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/9217078939494552792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2010/07/now-for-some-spain-pics.html' title='Now for some Spain Pics!'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDe1StdOQEI/AAAAAAAAB-o/KiFCxdYjVzI/s72-c/IMG_2223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-6328411439309040721</id><published>2010-07-07T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:01:57.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Easter to the 4th of July</title><content type='html'>What a great time we have together as a FAMILY.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(And my pictures are put in backwards.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUSSZalROI/AAAAAAAAB9A/IDU6d5MEcl0/s1600/IMG_2464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUSSZalROI/AAAAAAAAB9A/IDU6d5MEcl0/s320/IMG_2464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491315427917513954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the Jeffs' fireworks display. Everyone gets involved. Firebugs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUSFrlqiJI/AAAAAAAAB84/5IYIkA25P9Q/s1600/IMG_2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUSFrlqiJI/AAAAAAAAB84/5IYIkA25P9Q/s320/IMG_2462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491315209457535122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even the Big B(lake) got in on the fun.  Although he got a Big B(urn) when he touched the wrong end! So very sad when the little ones get an owie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUR8P6GWVI/AAAAAAAAB8w/RoEhKD9A0Ag/s1600/IMG_2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUR8P6GWVI/AAAAAAAAB8w/RoEhKD9A0Ag/s320/IMG_2459.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491315047408228690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blake wanted to help Tyler!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDURtmhcthI/AAAAAAAAB8o/dQgcmKDyMGU/s1600/IMG_2448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDURtmhcthI/AAAAAAAAB8o/dQgcmKDyMGU/s320/IMG_2448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491314795780814354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Jayce at the Parade, with a hot little face of Emily beside her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDURchjwUQI/AAAAAAAAB8g/bqy4PDunE5I/s1600/IMG_2445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDURchjwUQI/AAAAAAAAB8g/bqy4PDunE5I/s320/IMG_2445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491314502390534402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More happy faces with Jax and Kaja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDURRziH6WI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/gNOIRULmYS0/s1600/IMG_2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDURRziH6WI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/gNOIRULmYS0/s320/IMG_2455.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491314318236969314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The adults liked the parade from the shaded areas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUQ_X4eviI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/6HOctE8O2aI/s1600/IMG_2457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUQ_X4eviI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/6HOctE8O2aI/s320/IMG_2457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491314001576902178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those of us in the sun tried to find some respite from the heat. Tyler got Emily to cool down his armpits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUQwqSh0wI/AAAAAAAAB8I/xcw_88J_pJU/s1600/IMG_2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUQwqSh0wI/AAAAAAAAB8I/xcw_88J_pJU/s320/IMG_2450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491313748819956482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahhhh! My babies all decked out for the 4th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUQd9jWuTI/AAAAAAAAB8A/pOGF6Qor9Jg/s1600/IMG_2424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUQd9jWuTI/AAAAAAAAB8A/pOGF6Qor9Jg/s320/IMG_2424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491313427573291314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two are always posing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUQQI7gQ0I/AAAAAAAAB74/iybFEHWjdqU/s1600/IMG_2432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUQQI7gQ0I/AAAAAAAAB74/iybFEHWjdqU/s320/IMG_2432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491313190109201218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaxon was having a good ol' time with gramps at the Stadium of Fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUQER-rMrI/AAAAAAAAB7w/SyBxIowztxg/s1600/IMG_2429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUQER-rMrI/AAAAAAAAB7w/SyBxIowztxg/s320/IMG_2429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491312986379989682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin and Nicole were able to enjoy the evening free of baby Katelynn who got to stay with Aunt Leslie and Jayce and Emily. We missed you!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUP71ZJm0I/AAAAAAAAB7o/sGgIspUa4_s/s1600/IMG_2426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUP71ZJm0I/AAAAAAAAB7o/sGgIspUa4_s/s320/IMG_2426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491312841267452738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler and Christine are always posing!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUPvvX7OII/AAAAAAAAB7g/j1uuCdx3uuU/s1600/IMG_2427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUPvvX7OII/AAAAAAAAB7g/j1uuCdx3uuU/s320/IMG_2427.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491312633493272706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee with her daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUPjm8WP6I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/9hXM_gsC0jY/s1600/IMG_2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUPjm8WP6I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/9hXM_gsC0jY/s320/IMG_2420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491312425071689634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ha, ha! We snagged a pic of Paul with those very flattering glasses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUPYYGFqRI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/H0e-IetfXEA/s1600/IMG_2404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUPYYGFqRI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/H0e-IetfXEA/s320/IMG_2404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491312232107452690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler planned a bar b q up the canyon and everyone came. Here's Andrea and Paul's kids waiting, not so patiently for the food.  It's not fun to forget the main ingredient for a successful bar b q, the matches to start the bar b q!  Thanks to the guys with the cigarette lighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUPI4Kv7xI/AAAAAAAAB7I/CuYtRtWJGTQ/s1600/IMG_2413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUPI4Kv7xI/AAAAAAAAB7I/CuYtRtWJGTQ/s320/IMG_2413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491311965839027986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We tailgated from David's truck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUO2HJyLJI/AAAAAAAAB7A/aBa9cWtScgo/s1600/IMG_2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUO2HJyLJI/AAAAAAAAB7A/aBa9cWtScgo/s320/IMG_2414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491311643443997842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jared patiently fishing with the girls and their Barbie and Dora fishing poles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUOkAFrGkI/AAAAAAAAB64/6xaKEGw_TMo/s1600/IMG_2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUOkAFrGkI/AAAAAAAAB64/6xaKEGw_TMo/s320/IMG_2409.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491311332310063682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily shares her punch by spoon with Jax and Kaja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUNx5y16cI/AAAAAAAAB6w/TnlWUGTYBZo/s1600/IMG_2407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUNx5y16cI/AAAAAAAAB6w/TnlWUGTYBZo/s320/IMG_2407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491310471627008450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's sweet, patient little Katelynn waiting  to be fed her yummy baby food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-6328411439309040721?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/6328411439309040721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=6328411439309040721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6328411439309040721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6328411439309040721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2010/07/from-easter-to-4th-of-july.html' title='From Easter to the 4th of July'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/TDUSSZalROI/AAAAAAAAB9A/IDU6d5MEcl0/s72-c/IMG_2464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-7916354393668276891</id><published>2010-04-14T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T15:10:37.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER IN ST. GEORGE</title><content type='html'>I've got the pictures from end to beginning. Oh well. You'll still enjoy them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y7mJM-JDI/AAAAAAAAB6g/4FXKozwPAMA/s1600/IMG_2067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y7mJM-JDI/AAAAAAAAB6g/4FXKozwPAMA/s320/IMG_2067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460117124724696114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK this Easter Sunday morning! YEP! we had great weather and you here at home had SNOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y7V8kpdeI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/AOSZerbZhYM/s1600/IMG_2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y7V8kpdeI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/AOSZerbZhYM/s320/IMG_2062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460116846456436194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David's helping Kaja find eggs. Oh, I've got to tell a funny story. So here David is telling Kaja to roll her eggs down this little hill, and I mean LITTLE (this is so sarcastic). Kaja picks up an egg and chucks it a few feet right on the pavement! Oh what a great sound a smashing egg is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y7CPYYhWI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/bsNucIlw2Q4/s1600/IMG_2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y7CPYYhWI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/bsNucIlw2Q4/s320/IMG_2071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460116507907884386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the kids with their stash. This is only a small part of it! Kaja needs to look a bit more excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y6vdlQulI/AAAAAAAAB6I/zN_I8HagUdA/s1600/IMG_2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y6vdlQulI/AAAAAAAAB6I/zN_I8HagUdA/s320/IMG_2054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460116185302481490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope her basket is big enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y6iGPuJZI/AAAAAAAAB6A/jMwnWLa0PBE/s1600/IMG_2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y6iGPuJZI/AAAAAAAAB6A/jMwnWLa0PBE/s320/IMG_2056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460115955699819922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul helps with the high places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y6QRaIxlI/AAAAAAAAB54/oEp1Jsl0jbA/s1600/IMG_2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y6QRaIxlI/AAAAAAAAB54/oEp1Jsl0jbA/s320/IMG_2049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460115649458652754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went 4 wheeling on this great ride. Tyler had found several and gave us choices. This is the one we picked. Oh, Christine and David are pulling up the rear. See them way over on the other side?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y5x8rnbOI/AAAAAAAAB5w/kW3DVLdbQIM/s1600/IMG_2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y5x8rnbOI/AAAAAAAAB5w/kW3DVLdbQIM/s320/IMG_2041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460115128498744546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw all sorts of beautiful country. We even rode where the pioneers took their handcarts. It was treacherous. I was wishing I could have lent them my 4 wheeler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y5cAYBg8I/AAAAAAAAB5o/Knlwm95mT5I/s1600/IMG_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y5cAYBg8I/AAAAAAAAB5o/Knlwm95mT5I/s320/IMG_2039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460114751533188034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lovely picture of the riders. When we first picked this trip we were planning on a 34 mile trip. It ended up being 57 miles. It was so great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y5Gb-5__I/AAAAAAAAB5g/l_0-PVXygRQ/s1600/IMG_2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y5Gb-5__I/AAAAAAAAB5g/l_0-PVXygRQ/s320/IMG_2036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460114380986908658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here we are at the end of the trip. We wore ol' grandpa out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-7916354393668276891?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/7916354393668276891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=7916354393668276891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7916354393668276891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7916354393668276891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-in-st-george.html' title='EASTER IN ST. GEORGE'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Y7mJM-JDI/AAAAAAAAB6g/4FXKozwPAMA/s72-c/IMG_2067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-9164804270119579584</id><published>2010-04-13T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:06:52.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A  DAY  AT  THE  ZOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Leslie invited me to go with she and her girls to the zoo last week.  We thought it was going to be a warm day; well warm - er ----BUT were we wrong. It was really pretty chilly! Oh well, we still had a great time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8UvdaTUb8I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/-sv8oR13IEM/s1600/IMG_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8UvdaTUb8I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/-sv8oR13IEM/s320/IMG_2092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459822305579659202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a little pose at the entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8UvMcUI-wI/AAAAAAAAB5I/G9-sGFEGmWw/s1600/IMG_2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8UvMcUI-wI/AAAAAAAAB5I/G9-sGFEGmWw/s320/IMG_2093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459822014062197506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are lots of monkeys at the zoo! Wink - wink! Ha, ha that was supposed to be funny. The girls were very interested as you can see by their peering through the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Uu-l8xL_I/AAAAAAAAB5A/db2BNwSUsjw/s1600/IMG_2094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Uu-l8xL_I/AAAAAAAAB5A/db2BNwSUsjw/s320/IMG_2094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821776130355186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a fake elephant. He was very noisey and scared the girls. Kylee was the only one that would go near him, of course she had to have her mommy go with her, but she did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Uuv466xhI/AAAAAAAAB44/WzzpM8OO65c/s1600/IMG_2096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8Uuv466xhI/AAAAAAAAB44/WzzpM8OO65c/s320/IMG_2096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821523524830738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a great background with the giraffes! There were four of them.  The girls were so amazed at how tall they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8UuhW3ABEI/AAAAAAAAB4w/Zm7YYie7iEw/s1600/IMG_2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8UuhW3ABEI/AAAAAAAAB4w/Zm7YYie7iEw/s320/IMG_2097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821273863423042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily was really good to stay on the 'leash' with Grandma. And don't you love the hat?! I made it a couple of years ago. She loves it and wears it everywhere. She even wore it to church on Sunday over her pretty hair that her mommy had curled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8UuRjT4AOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/MdJqDiG2iAE/s1600/IMG_2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8UuRjT4AOI/AAAAAAAAB4o/MdJqDiG2iAE/s320/IMG_2098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821002327851234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily was my picture taking baby! No one else wanted to be in my pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-9164804270119579584?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/9164804270119579584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=9164804270119579584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/9164804270119579584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/9164804270119579584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-at-zoo.html' title='A  DAY  AT  THE  ZOO'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S8UvdaTUb8I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/-sv8oR13IEM/s72-c/IMG_2092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4622095165935894221</id><published>2010-04-06T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T17:00:38.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was missing my MOM.</title><content type='html'>For the last little while I've been thinking of my mom. It's been 11 years since she passed away and not a day goes by that I don't remember her. I called up the kids and invited those who could to join us at the cemetery. I wanted my grandkids to hear a little about my mom.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vH66_wmhI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/HOPNU24ECcU/s1600/IMG_2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vH66_wmhI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/HOPNU24ECcU/s320/IMG_2018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457175188572510738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vHqQLHXII/AAAAAAAAB4Q/bh9gcWJfBZo/s1600/IMG_2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vHqQLHXII/AAAAAAAAB4Q/bh9gcWJfBZo/s320/IMG_2007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457174902199508098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took a picture of mom and dad to show the kids. I'm not sure they get it, but I think mom and dad would appreciate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vHbmE4TqI/AAAAAAAAB4I/jKxRoQVQxqs/s1600/IMG_2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vHbmE4TqI/AAAAAAAAB4I/jKxRoQVQxqs/s320/IMG_2011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457174650380897954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two of our grandkids are named after my parents. Kylee Maureen Keisel and Blake Larsen Hadlock. Mom and dad would be proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vHIDUl_VI/AAAAAAAAB4A/g7fHPU_v3HQ/s1600/IMG_2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vHIDUl_VI/AAAAAAAAB4A/g7fHPU_v3HQ/s320/IMG_2015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457174314634050898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily stood still long enough for this picture and then she was off exploring and climbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vGaYiqyWI/AAAAAAAAB3o/Enp-tUbGwcE/s1600/IMG_2014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vGaYiqyWI/AAAAAAAAB3o/Enp-tUbGwcE/s320/IMG_2014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457173530056247650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vF8TzX54I/AAAAAAAAB3g/Oop8JB0pNvA/s1600/IMG_2026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vF8TzX54I/AAAAAAAAB3g/Oop8JB0pNvA/s320/IMG_2026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457173013388060546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afterward we went to GLADE'S. That is one terrific hamburger joint. It was very cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vFvp0hpfI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/eQ5ZFIvq4xI/s1600/IMG_2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vFvp0hpfI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/eQ5ZFIvq4xI/s320/IMG_2024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457172795960174066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks kids for coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-4622095165935894221?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4622095165935894221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4622095165935894221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4622095165935894221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4622095165935894221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-was-missing-my-mom.html' title='I was missing my MOM.'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S7vH66_wmhI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/HOPNU24ECcU/s72-c/IMG_2018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-5488367484386098221</id><published>2010-03-17T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T15:57:10.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireside with Sister Dew</title><content type='html'>Aren't we lucky! Here I am with my Stake Relief Society Presidency from BYU. We invited Sister Dew to come a couple of months ago and our night finally came and it was wonderful. What a great lady and what beautiful words of wisdom she gave our sweet sisters in our Stake. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S6Fcx-3D0FI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/e0e0CI9K_-E/s1600-h/SisDew%26StLeadership.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S6Fcx-3D0FI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/e0e0CI9K_-E/s320/SisDew%26StLeadership.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449739037852291154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S6FcghDMCFI/AAAAAAAAB3I/v9UHsZ-95cM/s1600-h/SisDew%26St..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S6FcghDMCFI/AAAAAAAAB3I/v9UHsZ-95cM/s320/SisDew%26St..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449738737792321618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you tell we had a lot of fun! We did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-5488367484386098221?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/5488367484386098221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=5488367484386098221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5488367484386098221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5488367484386098221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2010/03/fireside-with-sister-dew.html' title='Fireside with Sister Dew'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S6Fcx-3D0FI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/e0e0CI9K_-E/s72-c/SisDew%26StLeadership.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-6482485391258372984</id><published>2010-02-09T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T18:48:48.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is way over and now Winter is almost gone.</title><content type='html'>It's been a way long time since I have posted. Life's just crazy and some things get put on a back burner. So I just do what I can when I can.  Especially being with the grandkids. Here are some pics of them at Grammy's house.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3Icuu0_2EI/AAAAAAAAB3A/M6Wt88TBEnI/s1600-h/IMG_1929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3Icuu0_2EI/AAAAAAAAB3A/M6Wt88TBEnI/s320/IMG_1929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436439289359489090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blake has this new little face where he sucks in his lips and wants to be picked up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3Ick7p20HI/AAAAAAAAB24/dlPNzE-HoQs/s1600-h/IMG_1924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3Ick7p20HI/AAAAAAAAB24/dlPNzE-HoQs/s320/IMG_1924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436439121003729010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaja loves to pose for the camera. She has a beautiful smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IccYGzoDI/AAAAAAAAB2w/TEqJtf4s-Pg/s1600-h/IMG_1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IccYGzoDI/AAAAAAAAB2w/TEqJtf4s-Pg/s320/IMG_1923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436438974022524978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leslie's girls are saying goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IcTWTzsjI/AAAAAAAAB2o/rIUQoxdCaug/s1600-h/IMG_1921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IcTWTzsjI/AAAAAAAAB2o/rIUQoxdCaug/s320/IMG_1921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436438818921361970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's little "Emmett", I mean Emily. She is one of a kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IcKsyAtwI/AAAAAAAAB2g/VVuD1HL7brU/s1600-h/IMG_1919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IcKsyAtwI/AAAAAAAAB2g/VVuD1HL7brU/s320/IMG_1919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436438670334801666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin is feeding Katelynn, a pass time she really enjoys as you can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3Ib-pLZeRI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/2KWVfMiDq8w/s1600-h/IMG_1900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3Ib-pLZeRI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/2KWVfMiDq8w/s320/IMG_1900.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436438463209109778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler and David are taking a rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IbzZ8qMMI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/vcnpwg990Z8/s1600-h/IMG_1910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IbzZ8qMMI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/vcnpwg990Z8/s320/IMG_1910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436438270142197954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Boys! Blake and Jaxon play very well together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-6482485391258372984?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/6482485391258372984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=6482485391258372984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6482485391258372984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6482485391258372984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2010/02/fall-if-way-over-and-now-winter-is.html' title='Fall is way over and now Winter is almost gone.'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3Icuu0_2EI/AAAAAAAAB3A/M6Wt88TBEnI/s72-c/IMG_1929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-2044293260543950478</id><published>2010-02-09T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T18:35:53.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Generation</title><content type='html'>Skiing with the kids is always fun, but now it's skiing with the grandkids! And what fun it is! Seriously, I get to watch David teach them!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IZTBUh9iI/AAAAAAAAB2I/YdjzgvTVu84/s1600-h/IMG_1873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IZTBUh9iI/AAAAAAAAB2I/YdjzgvTVu84/s320/IMG_1873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436435514752366114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Tyler and Christine and Leslie. It was a beautiful day and great snow (and easy runs!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IZFivZRxI/AAAAAAAAB2A/DS7NlGPwpJQ/s1600-h/IMG_1896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IZFivZRxI/AAAAAAAAB2A/DS7NlGPwpJQ/s320/IMG_1896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436435283205244690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Kaja with Grandpa in front coaxing her down! She was a great sport and did very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IY5cF3WLI/AAAAAAAAB14/q6logbha1nU/s1600-h/IMG_1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IY5cF3WLI/AAAAAAAAB14/q6logbha1nU/s320/IMG_1875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436435075262011570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee loved the skiing. She didn't want to stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IYpRa7sWI/AAAAAAAAB1w/RC_q1cKYEKU/s1600-h/IMG_1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IYpRa7sWI/AAAAAAAAB1w/RC_q1cKYEKU/s320/IMG_1877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436434797519679842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hang on Leslie!" She's thinking this is a piece of cake. Yeah! Because David took Kylee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IYdYs6MUI/AAAAAAAAB1o/xxRgcDPi1RQ/s1600-h/IMG_1887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IYdYs6MUI/AAAAAAAAB1o/xxRgcDPi1RQ/s320/IMG_1887.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436434593315696962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrea brought her whole family. David skied with Jaxon down to the bottom to hang with Grammy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IYVSo08BI/AAAAAAAAB1g/1aU4WyJoZnQ/s1600-h/IMG_1876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IYVSo08BI/AAAAAAAAB1g/1aU4WyJoZnQ/s320/IMG_1876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436434454249009170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This does not look easy! David is a good teacher and even better Grandpa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IYLmSz3EI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/IyRK7ZDfaUQ/s1600-h/IMG_1884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IYLmSz3EI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/IyRK7ZDfaUQ/s320/IMG_1884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436434287726681154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another cheesy smile, this time from Christine! This was her first time (with us). She's only been a couple of times before and that was when she was 10 years old, or somewhere around there. She did a great job. Tyler got her up on the ski lift and she was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IX_RszfbI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/xEzB9GQgVy8/s1600-h/IMG_1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IX_RszfbI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/xEzB9GQgVy8/s320/IMG_1872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436434076040134066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee didn't want to stop. Even after going up on the lift and not really enjoying the coming down at all, it was her idea to go back to the rope tow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-2044293260543950478?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/2044293260543950478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=2044293260543950478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2044293260543950478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2044293260543950478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2010/02/next-generation.html' title='The Next Generation'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/S3IZTBUh9iI/AAAAAAAAB2I/YdjzgvTVu84/s72-c/IMG_1873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-6343228702337461176</id><published>2009-11-05T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:21:17.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you love the FALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SvMW-qBNErI/AAAAAAAAB1A/tLvGCRiVvco/s1600-h/IMG_1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SvMW-qBNErI/AAAAAAAAB1A/tLvGCRiVvco/s320/IMG_1424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400685643834397362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a tree in our backyard! I love it. We have had a great fall.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SvMWxvLN1nI/AAAAAAAAB04/vIqucR1qV6Y/s1600-h/IMG_1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SvMWxvLN1nI/AAAAAAAAB04/vIqucR1qV6Y/s320/IMG_1397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400685421880268402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love having the kids over. Here's Blake with big sis Kaja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SvMWd5zLCxI/AAAAAAAAB0w/k_FPAVu13P4/s1600-h/IMG_1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SvMWd5zLCxI/AAAAAAAAB0w/k_FPAVu13P4/s320/IMG_1414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400685081134828306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am with Jaxon and Kaja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SvMWHlUelPI/AAAAAAAAB0o/Ag305dHlsNk/s1600-h/IMG_1387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SvMWHlUelPI/AAAAAAAAB0o/Ag305dHlsNk/s320/IMG_1387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400684697680254194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Katelynn has now joined the fall parties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SvMV7CwwWpI/AAAAAAAAB0g/UfyFzTjGMus/s1600-h/IMG_1400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SvMV7CwwWpI/AAAAAAAAB0g/UfyFzTjGMus/s320/IMG_1400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400684482245188242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee and Jayce and Emily always have big smiles for the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-6343228702337461176?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/6343228702337461176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=6343228702337461176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6343228702337461176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6343228702337461176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-you-love-fall.html' title='Don&apos;t you love the FALL'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SvMW-qBNErI/AAAAAAAAB1A/tLvGCRiVvco/s72-c/IMG_1424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-8733077547493356160</id><published>2009-11-02T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:37:15.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY FUN</title><content type='html'>For General Conference we (who could) went to spend some quality time at the cabin. It was a ton of fun.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9O27BvKVI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IEH3Zif3HAE/s1600-h/IMG_1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9O27BvKVI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IEH3Zif3HAE/s320/IMG_1339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399621183705393490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids are always on the floor playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9Odk01OWI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Pmr3lLQs4I4/s1600-h/IMG_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9Odk01OWI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Pmr3lLQs4I4/s320/IMG_1304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399620748248955234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See what I mean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9OCO-SJWI/AAAAAAAAB0I/ZbH0eGlD5V4/s1600-h/IMG_1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9OCO-SJWI/AAAAAAAAB0I/ZbH0eGlD5V4/s320/IMG_1345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399620278526551394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of us like the couch better. It's softer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9NnPhcZuI/AAAAAAAAB0A/F02mVe1yEqE/s1600-h/IMG_1351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9NnPhcZuI/AAAAAAAAB0A/F02mVe1yEqE/s320/IMG_1351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399619814817556194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blake is getting so big. He is a very happy guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9NM5nanMI/AAAAAAAABz4/btCHcOJ8uOw/s1600-h/IMG_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9NM5nanMI/AAAAAAAABz4/btCHcOJ8uOw/s320/IMG_1349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399619362260425922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But there's always school work to find that needs to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9M0g-te-I/AAAAAAAABzw/779NRMV8mtc/s1600-h/IMG_1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9M0g-te-I/AAAAAAAABzw/779NRMV8mtc/s320/IMG_1344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399618943330384866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or of course there's always WORK to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9MdCJgq4I/AAAAAAAABzo/s_QdU0WTuIY/s1600-h/IMG_1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9MdCJgq4I/AAAAAAAABzo/s_QdU0WTuIY/s320/IMG_1340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399618539917192066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But mostly we like to play and be with the babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9Lp6pXOUI/AAAAAAAABzY/Y9Nt9inVbNM/s1600-h/IMG_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9Lp6pXOUI/AAAAAAAABzY/Y9Nt9inVbNM/s320/IMG_1333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399617661729978690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everybody loves Katelynn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9LTcGuY-I/AAAAAAAABzQ/lF4rHcurJ4I/s1600-h/IMG_1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9LTcGuY-I/AAAAAAAABzQ/lF4rHcurJ4I/s320/IMG_1331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399617275574510562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's just great to lounge around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9K8kvf0JI/AAAAAAAABzI/kWBXAdRakJ4/s1600-h/IMG_1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9K8kvf0JI/AAAAAAAABzI/kWBXAdRakJ4/s320/IMG_1325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399616882756014226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaxon is now the older cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9Kl-AAkqI/AAAAAAAABzA/XKrB77YF9wI/s1600-h/IMG_1324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9Kl-AAkqI/AAAAAAAABzA/XKrB77YF9wI/s320/IMG_1324.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399616494399165090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaja really gets into coloring. She is very focused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9KP6jSp8I/AAAAAAAABy4/qFKmNBYVq-c/s1600-h/IMG_1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9KP6jSp8I/AAAAAAAABy4/qFKmNBYVq-c/s320/IMG_1322.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399616115516286914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler is either doing school work or writing in his journal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9J3z3HIUI/AAAAAAAAByw/ynqNG1x1ap4/s1600-h/IMG_1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9J3z3HIUI/AAAAAAAAByw/ynqNG1x1ap4/s320/IMG_1320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399615701403509058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christine was a big help on the family calendars. She finished one for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9Jg8TXiQI/AAAAAAAAByo/DbI3jbG28w0/s1600-h/IMG_1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9Jg8TXiQI/AAAAAAAAByo/DbI3jbG28w0/s320/IMG_1319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399615308532517122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin gets 'down' with the guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9JHtZMNII/AAAAAAAAByg/-OtJ8GX5i7E/s1600-h/IMG_1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9JHtZMNII/AAAAAAAAByg/-OtJ8GX5i7E/s320/IMG_1318.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399614875033678978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrea relaxed with some crossword puzzles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9IvatqSUI/AAAAAAAAByY/wpI5y0nuj2M/s1600-h/IMG_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9IvatqSUI/AAAAAAAAByY/wpI5y0nuj2M/s320/IMG_1312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399614457702402370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin got some down time with Katelynn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9IQJcui3I/AAAAAAAAByQ/KtIsrj9gANM/s1600-h/IMG_1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9IQJcui3I/AAAAAAAAByQ/KtIsrj9gANM/s320/IMG_1310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399613920492030834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is Blake looking for!????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9H0phOl8I/AAAAAAAAByI/EhN-cCQBjrA/s1600-h/IMG_1308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9H0phOl8I/AAAAAAAAByI/EhN-cCQBjrA/s320/IMG_1308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399613448064505794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy, happy babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9HXcYFMVI/AAAAAAAAByA/vgXJ23yDmxg/s1600-h/IMG_1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9HXcYFMVI/AAAAAAAAByA/vgXJ23yDmxg/s320/IMG_1303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399612946320273746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa &lt;b&gt;gets&lt;/b&gt; to fix breakfast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a lot of fun. We haven't done the cabin for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-8733077547493356160?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/8733077547493356160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=8733077547493356160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8733077547493356160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8733077547493356160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-fun.html' title='FAMILY FUN'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su9O27BvKVI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/IEH3Zif3HAE/s72-c/IMG_1339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-6901476461652904629</id><published>2009-10-31T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T05:56:44.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Wheeling</title><content type='html'>David and I took Leslie and Jared four wheelin' near Mona. This was a trip that Jared 'bought' at the family Christmas auction. It was a real fun ride, and very pretty. We ran into some snow and it got very cold.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su2SyEsAWLI/AAAAAAAABx4/Pga1ftYdzO0/s1600-h/IMG_1358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su2SyEsAWLI/AAAAAAAABx4/Pga1ftYdzO0/s320/IMG_1358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399132917236521138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always have to get a picture of the riders!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su2SWL2PrqI/AAAAAAAABxw/77mLUPFghIw/s1600-h/IMG_1357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su2SWL2PrqI/AAAAAAAABxw/77mLUPFghIw/s320/IMG_1357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399132438122180258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is the picture with the deer! Maybe not. Now that I think about it I didn't think I had my camera with me so I used David's camera. This is just a picture of the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suye7Rc2xaI/AAAAAAAABxo/UCCIlPhD9Ic/s1600-h/IMG_1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suye7Rc2xaI/AAAAAAAABxo/UCCIlPhD9Ic/s320/IMG_1356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398864794444285346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And more snow. It really was a fun ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-6901476461652904629?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/6901476461652904629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=6901476461652904629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6901476461652904629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6901476461652904629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/10/four-wheeling.html' title='Four Wheeling'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Su2SyEsAWLI/AAAAAAAABx4/Pga1ftYdzO0/s72-c/IMG_1358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-6468959908711378737</id><published>2009-10-31T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:30:27.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katelynn's Blessing</title><content type='html'>Our 7th grandchild was born on July 22nd and she is beautiful. Her parents are Kevin and Nicole. She was blessed on October 11th. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SuydgmJBS0I/AAAAAAAABxg/yXFw84keZSM/s1600-h/IMG_1353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SuydgmJBS0I/AAAAAAAABxg/yXFw84keZSM/s320/IMG_1353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398863236630137666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is her blessing dress that I made. Nicole picked out all the material and pattern that she wanted and I went from there. It was fun to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SuydI1A9JCI/AAAAAAAABxY/VLNL6O8REiM/s1600-h/IMG_1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SuydI1A9JCI/AAAAAAAABxY/VLNL6O8REiM/s320/IMG_1369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398862828305982498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is proud papa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suyc2ckmZEI/AAAAAAAABxQ/TaJZLFYkbIg/s1600-h/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suyc2ckmZEI/AAAAAAAABxQ/TaJZLFYkbIg/s320/IMG_1359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398862512506954818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the busy new mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SuycfHFhu4I/AAAAAAAABxI/KmeYXXb-J5U/s1600-h/IMG_1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SuycfHFhu4I/AAAAAAAABxI/KmeYXXb-J5U/s320/IMG_1367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398862111602490242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Katelynn Alice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SuycGONf68I/AAAAAAAABxA/-K-Bpy9oGao/s1600-h/IMG_1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SuycGONf68I/AAAAAAAABxA/-K-Bpy9oGao/s320/IMG_1372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398861684018244546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the new Jeffs' Family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-6468959908711378737?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/6468959908711378737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=6468959908711378737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6468959908711378737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6468959908711378737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/10/katelynns-blessing.html' title='Katelynn&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SuydgmJBS0I/AAAAAAAABxg/yXFw84keZSM/s72-c/IMG_1353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-2487587054248971045</id><published>2009-10-29T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:57:21.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Me</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I didn't mention this before. But, while we were in San Diego we saw the broadway "Lion King"! So fun. We had front row seats. The costumes were fantastic and the singing and dancing were awesome. It was so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-2487587054248971045?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/2487587054248971045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=2487587054248971045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2487587054248971045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2487587054248971045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/10/silly-me.html' title='Silly Me'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-8954834626133830138</id><published>2009-10-29T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T07:12:37.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful San Diego</title><content type='html'>David and I just went to San Diego. He had a seminar and I went to take it all in. AND I did. David was in meetings from 8 to 5 or 6. He got breaks and I would sometimes see him but we always met for lunch and that was good. There was a really cute village nearby and we would find some quaint place to have lunch and enjoy the warm weather and scenery. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sumg_n-UJMI/AAAAAAAABw4/gei8ynJemd8/s1600-h/IMG_1467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sumg_n-UJMI/AAAAAAAABw4/gei8ynJemd8/s320/IMG_1467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398022643302802626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our hotel. I walked for hours during the day and this was from one of the walks I took. I would love to have the view I had in San Diego every morning when I walk. It would make it so much easier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sumgdnx7wUI/AAAAAAAABww/X8F3fUnj2AM/s1600-h/IMG_1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sumgdnx7wUI/AAAAAAAABww/X8F3fUnj2AM/s320/IMG_1471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398022059135320386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a naval station nearby. This is the USS Midway. I think it's just a museum now. It even has a restaurant on the 'fantail'. It's awesome. Can you see the helicopters and the airplanes on top? This kind of stuff is a thrill for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sumf_dMWWfI/AAAAAAAABwo/w3-iB3rZYyk/s1600-h/IMG_1472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sumf_dMWWfI/AAAAAAAABwo/w3-iB3rZYyk/s320/IMG_1472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398021540897249778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a HUGE monument. So very cool. See what I mean about the views?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sumff8On-_I/AAAAAAAABwg/MkUkU9UiK_s/s1600-h/IMG_1475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sumff8On-_I/AAAAAAAABwg/MkUkU9UiK_s/s320/IMG_1475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398020999472479218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the pool at the hotel where we stayed. I got to enjoy a couple of hours by the pool and in the pool and reading and sleeping.  Yes! I feel guilty David didn't have as much fun as I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SumfEK6DrMI/AAAAAAAABwY/JN2OgEsbksc/s1600-h/IMG_1477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SumfEK6DrMI/AAAAAAAABwY/JN2OgEsbksc/s320/IMG_1477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398020522376408258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a night shot of the marina that was just behind our hotel. Actually, it's part of the hotel business. I walked past it everyday.  Our boat looks like a dingy in size to the boats in this marina!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-8954834626133830138?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/8954834626133830138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=8954834626133830138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8954834626133830138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8954834626133830138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-san-diego.html' title='Beautiful San Diego'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sumg_n-UJMI/AAAAAAAABw4/gei8ynJemd8/s72-c/IMG_1467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-7054055659276609006</id><published>2009-10-28T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:13:16.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>What about 'Crazy August"! Where did September and October go. I can't believe how behind I am in this blogging thing. As well as my house, my goals, my job, my friends. What have I been up to!!!!????&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj3dELqFiI/AAAAAAAABwQ/kvogd5jlg0o/s1600-h/IMG_1487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj3dELqFiI/AAAAAAAABwQ/kvogd5jlg0o/s320/IMG_1487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397836232114443810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are all the grandkids! Yep 7 of 'em. We went to pick out pumpkins and had a fun time. We hit the weather right. It was beautiful on Monday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj26KQUMGI/AAAAAAAABwI/fF1Q8BhgQo4/s1600-h/IMG_1478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj26KQUMGI/AAAAAAAABwI/fF1Q8BhgQo4/s320/IMG_1478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397835632449171554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaxon and Kaja were very ready to hike in the field and find a pumpkin. Kaja was worried about the littlest pumpkin that didn't get picked. So she was looking for 'little' pumpkins. Jaxon kept saying we needed the 4 Eelers! (4 Wheelers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj2gqEIuXI/AAAAAAAABwA/5lrvBO10msI/s1600-h/IMG_1485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj2gqEIuXI/AAAAAAAABwA/5lrvBO10msI/s320/IMG_1485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397835194311424370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They really enjoy climbing on the hay and going through the maze. Kylee liked the real high ones that overlooked the pumpkin patch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj1-kn1IHI/AAAAAAAABv4/wHMqsv2fc_w/s1600-h/IMG_1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj1-kn1IHI/AAAAAAAABv4/wHMqsv2fc_w/s320/IMG_1479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397834608734969970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's all I could get of the kids by the pumpkin water tank. Kylee was very frustrated that the kids were hiding the jack'o'lantern's face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj04zU4JUI/AAAAAAAABvw/MY_Zvoo_NeU/s1600-h/IMG_1386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj04zU4JUI/AAAAAAAABvw/MY_Zvoo_NeU/s320/IMG_1386.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397833410091164994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here again are all 7! I had them over for a little pre-Halloween party. They got new shirts and we had macaroni and cheese and hotdogs and chips. Their favorites. Of course there were cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj0ZGhU-iI/AAAAAAAABvo/32LUTqO8GsA/s1600-h/IMG_1506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj0ZGhU-iI/AAAAAAAABvo/32LUTqO8GsA/s320/IMG_1506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397832865487845922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katelynn didn't go for the pumpkin carving thing, but she came dressed up and was in good spirits so we could get cutting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj0BUYuK8I/AAAAAAAABvg/mAvMJ0Yj9qA/s1600-h/IMG_1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj0BUYuK8I/AAAAAAAABvg/mAvMJ0Yj9qA/s320/IMG_1510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397832456892984258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaycelynn was very good with the 'knife'. She didn't even mind pulling out the 'guts'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SujzqWdMAWI/AAAAAAAABvY/7L_03MDXGJs/s1600-h/IMG_1532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SujzqWdMAWI/AAAAAAAABvY/7L_03MDXGJs/s320/IMG_1532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397832062311596386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily likes sitting in the baby chair when it isn't occupied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SujzUku3TzI/AAAAAAAABvQ/Ygv8pKeJr_U/s1600-h/IMG_1536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SujzUku3TzI/AAAAAAAABvQ/Ygv8pKeJr_U/s320/IMG_1536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397831688186711858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee's the cheeser when it comes to picture taking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Halloween. I like the decorations and the excitement that little children bring to it. I'm not a real costume person, but I enjoy seeing the happiness in others doing it. Halloween also has a smell and taste for me that are so yummy. I love the autumn time and the colors and crisp cool air. I hope you all enjoy your Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-7054055659276609006?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/7054055659276609006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=7054055659276609006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7054055659276609006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7054055659276609006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Suj3dELqFiI/AAAAAAAABwQ/kvogd5jlg0o/s72-c/IMG_1487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4957315725984713798</id><published>2009-09-02T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:11:07.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY  MONTH  OF  AUGUST</title><content type='html'>So August has been so packed of activities! I'm exhausted.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6JOsXVaII/AAAAAAAABvE/cu-D20dBl4Q/s1600-h/IMG_1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6JOsXVaII/AAAAAAAABvE/cu-D20dBl4Q/s320/IMG_1241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376885890647156866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had some fun with the kids. We had a little swim party and popscicles after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6IxVE23jI/AAAAAAAABu8/DGVU2_Oo0gQ/s1600-h/IMG_1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6IxVE23jI/AAAAAAAABu8/DGVU2_Oo0gQ/s320/IMG_1243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376885386179436082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids really love getting together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6Hxhx8OqI/AAAAAAAABu0/4nZZpG1k2Hs/s1600-h/IMG_1247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6Hxhx8OqI/AAAAAAAABu0/4nZZpG1k2Hs/s320/IMG_1247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376884290078128802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know why chairs have to be in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6HdIgigvI/AAAAAAAABus/F5Wfj_nmkGs/s1600-h/IMG_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6HdIgigvI/AAAAAAAABus/F5Wfj_nmkGs/s320/IMG_1249.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376883939696870130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say "CHEESE"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6HJu7nTTI/AAAAAAAABuk/gSpB3xCpQlM/s1600-h/IMG_1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6HJu7nTTI/AAAAAAAABuk/gSpB3xCpQlM/s320/IMG_1250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376883606413593906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I may have to hold on to this picture for Jaxon's future girl friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6G0ifL73I/AAAAAAAABuc/2bx7792qLxk/s1600-h/IMG_1251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6G0ifL73I/AAAAAAAABuc/2bx7792qLxk/s320/IMG_1251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376883242295881586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at 'Little Miss Blue Eyes'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6GKFz4wII/AAAAAAAABuU/7ulvB1arR1I/s1600-h/IMG_1253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6GKFz4wII/AAAAAAAABuU/7ulvB1arR1I/s320/IMG_1253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376882513043570818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went camping with our friends. It was a great trip, but another lonely one without out kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6F4lJ9rWI/AAAAAAAABuM/TVo1gIMHFnA/s1600-h/IMG_1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6F4lJ9rWI/AAAAAAAABuM/TVo1gIMHFnA/s320/IMG_1252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376882212220022114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camping with the trailer has got to be the best! (even if the furnace didn't work one night and it rained and we had a missing vent cover)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not through yet with what went on in August. Stay tuned for more fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-4957315725984713798?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4957315725984713798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4957315725984713798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4957315725984713798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4957315725984713798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/09/crazy-month-of-august.html' title='CRAZY  MONTH  OF  AUGUST'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sp6JOsXVaII/AAAAAAAABvE/cu-D20dBl4Q/s72-c/IMG_1241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-8750853304326091671</id><published>2009-08-30T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T06:25:05.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaming Gorge</title><content type='html'>We have had one crazy August!  David and I went with Jim and his family to Flaming Gorge. WOW! What a beautiful place. It was really hot though during the day, but the nights were just right. We split up doing meals, and MAN did we eat well. Everyone tried to do their best food.&lt;div&gt;We got in a little fishing and a little 'fun' boating and visiting. It was a great camping trip. I really missed MY family though. Better luck next time in scheduling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp7VP8dPyI/AAAAAAAABuE/g9Tzh7Vz7g4/s1600-h/IMG_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp7VP8dPyI/AAAAAAAABuE/g9Tzh7Vz7g4/s320/IMG_1137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375744710207684386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's hard to tell who this is?  It's grandma. She and Deanna came along with David and me in our little fishing boat.  It was really quite hot and so she covered up as to not get too much sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp6z3A2vTI/AAAAAAAABt8/FsOX0-e-EQY/s1600-h/IMG_1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp6z3A2vTI/AAAAAAAABt8/FsOX0-e-EQY/s320/IMG_1125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375744136579562802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, the ol' Santa. He's been sitting out on our back porch for some time now knowing it was his time to go.  David put him in the back of the truck knowing this would be a good time to send him off.  It was very sad.  We had a  few moments of silence and set the blaze.  This ol' piece of wood served us well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp6o8XtY2I/AAAAAAAABt0/EqSMErmlxnI/s1600-h/IMG_1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp6o8XtY2I/AAAAAAAABt0/EqSMErmlxnI/s320/IMG_1116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375743949039035234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the fun time boating trips. Makayla really got in to it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp6dS_MY4I/AAAAAAAABts/GPBiE6N-Hq8/s1600-h/IMG_1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp6dS_MY4I/AAAAAAAABts/GPBiE6N-Hq8/s320/IMG_1112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375743748951794562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were able to enjoy a couple of good fire - sides.  I love it.  We had some great laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp6Sv4Na5I/AAAAAAAABtk/igSH2Ud1W3M/s1600-h/IMG_1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp6Sv4Na5I/AAAAAAAABtk/igSH2Ud1W3M/s320/IMG_1111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375743567728569234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see everyone can join in with their stories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp6GCoCXhI/AAAAAAAABtc/0Mn3Kqn2dT4/s1600-h/IMG_1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp6GCoCXhI/AAAAAAAABtc/0Mn3Kqn2dT4/s320/IMG_1110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375743349422710290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There really is nothing like sitting around the campfire with family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp557l8U4I/AAAAAAAABtU/XxnDhtiikfU/s1600-h/IMG_1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp557l8U4I/AAAAAAAABtU/XxnDhtiikfU/s320/IMG_1108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375743141376447362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND here's David helping out with the setting up of tents.  Notice the beautiful background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-8750853304326091671?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/8750853304326091671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=8750853304326091671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8750853304326091671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8750853304326091671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/08/flaming-gorge.html' title='Flaming Gorge'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Spp7VP8dPyI/AAAAAAAABuE/g9Tzh7Vz7g4/s72-c/IMG_1137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-3373284859144387800</id><published>2009-07-29T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:22:56.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN  AT  THE  CABIN</title><content type='html'>We went to the cabin last weekend to have a little get a way. People came when they could. We missed Kevin and Nicole and Katelynn. Katelynn was born only a day before we left.  David had the great idea to bring the slip N slide. It was just perfect to have on the hill. The "kids" all had fun. Even those of us who just watched from the sides and those of ME who took pictures.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDkzMYLUrI/AAAAAAAABtM/1XmFP4mtEDU/s1600-h/IMG_1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDkzMYLUrI/AAAAAAAABtM/1XmFP4mtEDU/s320/IMG_1038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364038724345352882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler tried hard to encourage Jaxon that it was a ton of fun. But, Jax hit down a couple of times and he did not like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDkgM1ZHTI/AAAAAAAABtE/tsqIF3iuYow/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDkgM1ZHTI/AAAAAAAABtE/tsqIF3iuYow/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364038398050377010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is how they started it, because there wasn't quite enough water to make it real slippery. The pulled them with a rope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDkRAoxHPI/AAAAAAAABs8/QwvBRPMMZ8o/s1600-h/IMG_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDkRAoxHPI/AAAAAAAABs8/QwvBRPMMZ8o/s320/IMG_1039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364038137078160626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how Jax did it. He would start and the top and run on the grass by the side of the slip N slide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDjvrxQ5rI/AAAAAAAABs0/M87TA7ksmg4/s1600-h/IMG_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDjvrxQ5rI/AAAAAAAABs0/M87TA7ksmg4/s320/IMG_1049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364037564540970674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took Jayce a couple of times watching before she got up the nerve. Her technique was unusual too. She laid down at the top and Leslie would push her down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDjh1EfuRI/AAAAAAAABss/OatKcv6SEU4/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDjh1EfuRI/AAAAAAAABss/OatKcv6SEU4/s320/IMG_1046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364037326519384338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leslie wasn't afraid of getting wet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDjX3VjSNI/AAAAAAAABsk/rOeiXeqT4LY/s1600-h/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDjX3VjSNI/AAAAAAAABsk/rOeiXeqT4LY/s320/IMG_1045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364037155329099986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee caught on very fast how the slip N slide worked. She pretty much put everyone to shame!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was really good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDjKf0wXrI/AAAAAAAABsc/cGm_5VbLNSo/s1600-h/IMG_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDjKf0wXrI/AAAAAAAABsc/cGm_5VbLNSo/s320/IMG_1048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364036925679230642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, I know the face looks like she's scared, but she truly loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDi24MTF5I/AAAAAAAABsU/MDADVT3fN0Y/s1600-h/IMG_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDi24MTF5I/AAAAAAAABsU/MDADVT3fN0Y/s320/IMG_1052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364036588623042450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's grandpa! Why the arms are out? Don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBwAO9-dNI/AAAAAAAABsM/iCkKFngPMt8/s1600-h/IMG_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBwAO9-dNI/AAAAAAAABsM/iCkKFngPMt8/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363910305518613714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily was too little to do it herself, so she hopped on mom's lap and with a push, down they went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBvsykTO2I/AAAAAAAABsE/We9W_FSBBBU/s1600-h/IMG_1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBvsykTO2I/AAAAAAAABsE/We9W_FSBBBU/s320/IMG_1067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363909971477216098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee, Kylee, Kylee.  She made 'gravel' angels to get warm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBvcwuS2CI/AAAAAAAABr8/XSyQzXzWaPs/s1600-h/IMG_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBvcwuS2CI/AAAAAAAABr8/XSyQzXzWaPs/s320/IMG_1083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363909696104355874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK, now the big guns! Here's Paul on his first run down. He slapped so hard he lost his breath for a few minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBvPLG38oI/AAAAAAAABr0/wOUdUjNPsWg/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBvPLG38oI/AAAAAAAABr0/wOUdUjNPsWg/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363909462668604034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't know if I'd call Christine a 'big gun' but she certainly was a sport to give it a try!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBvCNBuJrI/AAAAAAAABrs/eEwaKOuOkfA/s1600-h/IMG_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBvCNBuJrI/AAAAAAAABrs/eEwaKOuOkfA/s320/IMG_1087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363909239845562034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now Jared had to get in on it. On this run he kept going, and going, and going - - - right down to the weeds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBuzoU3sLI/AAAAAAAABrk/DP1w6xeonME/s1600-h/IMG_1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBuzoU3sLI/AAAAAAAABrk/DP1w6xeonME/s320/IMG_1095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363908989475598514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christine tried again - all the way down, even getting her shirt wet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBueRnVtFI/AAAAAAAABrc/prIoIF4xW7Y/s1600-h/IMG_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnBueRnVtFI/AAAAAAAABrc/prIoIF4xW7Y/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363908622601794642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaja sat back with her mom and me. She just recently had casts put on to help strengthen her leg muscles. She was a good sport too. Now the casts are off she's wanting to do the slip N slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-3373284859144387800?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/3373284859144387800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=3373284859144387800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3373284859144387800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3373284859144387800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun-at-cabin.html' title='FUN  AT  THE  CABIN'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SnDkzMYLUrI/AAAAAAAABtM/1XmFP4mtEDU/s72-c/IMG_1038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-8222121632778609885</id><published>2009-07-15T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:36:43.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at Grandma and Grrandpa's</title><content type='html'>Remember Sundays with your Grandma and Grandpa! Well, David and I are there! And we love it. It was the Sunday after the 4th and we were preparing for the best firework show &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6P6-aIpqI/AAAAAAAABrU/2ZgoUAYWoRM/s1600-h/IMG_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6P6-aIpqI/AAAAAAAABrU/2ZgoUAYWoRM/s320/IMG_1002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358878849965270690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some cap guns my dad had given the boys years ago. He had several extra ones and gave them to David and me. So we pulled them out and let the kids have at them. They were a bit hard to work for the kiddies, but they were fun for awhile. We'll just hang on to them for another 6 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6PnlypW5I/AAAAAAAABrM/uVo5Rmy_Rww/s1600-h/IMG_1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6PnlypW5I/AAAAAAAABrM/uVo5Rmy_Rww/s320/IMG_1000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358878516939676562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaxon would shoot at anything! And anywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6PaUJCz1I/AAAAAAAABrE/xrSAeVeFG8s/s1600-h/IMG_0998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6PaUJCz1I/AAAAAAAABrE/xrSAeVeFG8s/s320/IMG_0998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358878288863481682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kiddies took turns having rides on my scooter. &lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt; we consider Tyler and Christine - the kiddies. David pulls out the Ninja Turtle helmet for the passengers to wear, and Christine is so obedient!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6PN0fOc3I/AAAAAAAABq8/5CSsWTHnJwc/s1600-h/IMG_0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6PN0fOc3I/AAAAAAAABq8/5CSsWTHnJwc/s320/IMG_0995.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358878074208154482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leslie handed out poppers! Now there's something the kiddies really like and can do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6PA9MWtzI/AAAAAAAABq0/6JmFJApZHUM/s1600-h/IMG_0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6PA9MWtzI/AAAAAAAABq0/6JmFJApZHUM/s320/IMG_0994.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358877853206624050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Jeffs really enjoy watching the kids play and are so good to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6O0Kje_XI/AAAAAAAABqs/ERY0_Y-zVLQ/s1600-h/IMG_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6O0Kje_XI/AAAAAAAABqs/ERY0_Y-zVLQ/s320/IMG_0993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358877633454996850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaxon is &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;patiently&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; waiting his turn for the scooter ride. He gets right out in the road so they can't miss him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6OjHoWLtI/AAAAAAAABqk/goSMmmf_t1g/s1600-h/IMG_0990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6OjHoWLtI/AAAAAAAABqk/goSMmmf_t1g/s320/IMG_0990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358877340612308690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kylee and Kaja are always good for a "pose".  They are so fun and love being together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6OVhwG5QI/AAAAAAAABqc/bgJg7LZITWo/s1600-h/IMG_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6OVhwG5QI/AAAAAAAABqc/bgJg7LZITWo/s320/IMG_0991.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358877107106014466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are always wanting to be together and 'close'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6OIfuqiWI/AAAAAAAABqU/Guv0OKgfhvc/s1600-h/IMG_0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6OIfuqiWI/AAAAAAAABqU/Guv0OKgfhvc/s320/IMG_0988.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358876883224791394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaycelyn is wanting to 'hang' with the big girls. She is getting older!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, just another Sunday at our place. Doesn't get much better than this!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-8222121632778609885?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/8222121632778609885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=8222121632778609885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8222121632778609885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8222121632778609885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun-at-grandma-and-grrandpas.html' title='Fun at Grandma and Grrandpa&apos;s'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sl6P6-aIpqI/AAAAAAAABrU/2ZgoUAYWoRM/s72-c/IMG_1002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-3812827172987573615</id><published>2009-07-13T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:30:35.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4th of July, 2009</title><content type='html'>We had a great 4th of July. David's always busy with the Kiwanis' breakfast. The rest of us (those who like parades) go to the spot Grandpa Dayle got up early for and saved so we all could enjoy the parade. He even put up a couple of gazebos for us.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvB3L4vxsI/AAAAAAAABqM/RL8577UEjTY/s1600-h/IMG_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvB3L4vxsI/AAAAAAAABqM/RL8577UEjTY/s320/IMG_0970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358089335515104962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kiddies get a front row seat. They wave and clap and shout for everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvBj5gyQ_I/AAAAAAAABqE/CiwSN6UgIjw/s1600-h/IMG_0977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvBj5gyQ_I/AAAAAAAABqE/CiwSN6UgIjw/s320/IMG_0977.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358089004165252082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls were all decked out in the "fourth of july" attire. Aren't they cute?! A photographer from the paper came and took lots and lots of pictures, took the kid's names - AND we still didn't get in the paper. Oh well, their loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvBXUf9yQI/AAAAAAAABp8/aKW4JAS1OsA/s1600-h/IMG_0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvBXUf9yQI/AAAAAAAABp8/aKW4JAS1OsA/s320/IMG_0976.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358088788071270658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was some serious parade watching going on . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvBNWecsaI/AAAAAAAABp0/Wi1XZj9Ae1k/s1600-h/IMG_0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvBNWecsaI/AAAAAAAABp0/Wi1XZj9Ae1k/s320/IMG_0974.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358088616803086754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and some serious studying going on!! Kevin takes the Bar Exam in a couple of weeks and uses his time wisely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvA_N9F_2I/AAAAAAAABps/FHBtUP8Luac/s1600-h/IMG_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvA_N9F_2I/AAAAAAAABps/FHBtUP8Luac/s320/IMG_0972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358088373997535074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you agree this is the cutest picture ever! And to think we got passed by for the front page!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvAxwSrTKI/AAAAAAAABpk/iswPix6HfDg/s1600-h/IMG_0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvAxwSrTKI/AAAAAAAABpk/iswPix6HfDg/s320/IMG_0966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358088142696696994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls like to have their picture taken and really hammmmm  it up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvAk46gW9I/AAAAAAAABpc/3u1zwJ3L4Sk/s1600-h/IMG_0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvAk46gW9I/AAAAAAAABpc/3u1zwJ3L4Sk/s320/IMG_0963.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358087921672936402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say CHEESE!  Kaja didn't get off the wall once, the whole parade long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvAX1SYsHI/AAAAAAAABpU/mi9TP3gdIps/s1600-h/IMG_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvAX1SYsHI/AAAAAAAABpU/mi9TP3gdIps/s320/IMG_0964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358087697361055858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best seats in the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-3812827172987573615?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/3812827172987573615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=3812827172987573615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3812827172987573615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3812827172987573615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-2009.html' title='The 4th of July, 2009'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlvB3L4vxsI/AAAAAAAABqM/RL8577UEjTY/s72-c/IMG_0970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-2857636385725006415</id><published>2009-07-11T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:44:50.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been way too long since my last blog!</title><content type='html'>Yes, it has! (That's for you Christine!)&lt;div&gt;We've been having some fun and I haven't been recording it for you all. So sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkTpg2Tw3I/AAAAAAAABpM/ysEOLb0Zmsk/s1600-h/IMG_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkTpg2Tw3I/AAAAAAAABpM/ysEOLb0Zmsk/s320/IMG_0939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357334835647202162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see here, Tyler can never miss any of the fun. David pulled this bike out of the shed. It was Tyler's old bike that we saved for when we have the grandkids come over. Tyler just had to see if he still 'has it'! And yes he does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkTeK9eTNI/AAAAAAAABpE/oCy3wY5aAmU/s1600-h/IMG_0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkTeK9eTNI/AAAAAAAABpE/oCy3wY5aAmU/s320/IMG_0941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357334640793111762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's Kylee following Tyler and taking the curbs like jumps. Her dad was a bit nervous because she would slow down just before she got to the curb. But, she made it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkTSxoKzbI/AAAAAAAABo8/PZoyGbP0Xr8/s1600-h/IMG_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkTSxoKzbI/AAAAAAAABo8/PZoyGbP0Xr8/s320/IMG_0942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357334445014306226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't think jumping the curb for Tyler is quite like it used to be!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkTGs4nIKI/AAAAAAAABo0/cQmfBoQ2M48/s1600-h/IMG_0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkTGs4nIKI/AAAAAAAABo0/cQmfBoQ2M48/s320/IMG_0943.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357334237582663842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, Christine had to get in on the fun. And she did the curb first thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkSsID3YpI/AAAAAAAABok/F7ebah-yKuw/s1600-h/IMG_0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkSsID3YpI/AAAAAAAABok/F7ebah-yKuw/s320/IMG_0944.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357333781021155986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler gives Christine a little encouragement (push) to help her feel secure1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkSe1XFrbI/AAAAAAAABoc/B0xml7HBFrM/s1600-h/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkSe1XFrbI/AAAAAAAABoc/B0xml7HBFrM/s320/IMG_0947.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357333552663211442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kylee really like the jump! Notice Christine stays on flat ground. Although, she did end up taking the jump!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkSP32b-xI/AAAAAAAABoU/-a9hRzBQKeY/s1600-h/IMG_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkSP32b-xI/AAAAAAAABoU/-a9hRzBQKeY/s320/IMG_0952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357333295633529618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa's helping Jayce with the two wheeler, but she's not quite sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkSB26wjXI/AAAAAAAABoM/8g2rlVAqPAc/s1600-h/IMG_0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkSB26wjXI/AAAAAAAABoM/8g2rlVAqPAc/s320/IMG_0953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357333054865050994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee is quite the athlete. She loves biking. In fact, Jared took her to get a new, bigger bike right after this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkR2gYyAbI/AAAAAAAABoE/QzZ0XCFh3ZI/s1600-h/IMG_0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkR2gYyAbI/AAAAAAAABoE/QzZ0XCFh3ZI/s320/IMG_0954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357332859838398898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler thinks he's one of the kids! Well, he really is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkRn1sE47I/AAAAAAAABn8/T6I4tLZ2sx0/s1600-h/IMG_0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkRn1sE47I/AAAAAAAABn8/T6I4tLZ2sx0/s320/IMG_0955.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357332607858434994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jayce played it safe with the trike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-2857636385725006415?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/2857636385725006415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=2857636385725006415&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2857636385725006415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2857636385725006415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-way-to-long-since-my-last-blot.html' title='It&apos;s been way too long since my last blog!'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SlkTpg2Tw3I/AAAAAAAABpM/ysEOLb0Zmsk/s72-c/IMG_0939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4159936180322925029</id><published>2009-06-17T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:18:53.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I need to make a correction to the Orem Summerfest entry on my blog. I have been humbly corrected that it was not 30 years ago, but more like 27 years ago. So sorry girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-4159936180322925029?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4159936180322925029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4159936180322925029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4159936180322925029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4159936180322925029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-i-need-to-make-correction-to-orem.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-7842166048766205531</id><published>2009-06-17T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:08:40.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlaMqe4oCI/AAAAAAAABn0/rnCXeiq2F_M/s1600-h/scan0248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlaMqe4oCI/AAAAAAAABn0/rnCXeiq2F_M/s320/scan0248.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348405206087933986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Orem just finished celebrating it's Summerfest. Well here are two beauties who appeared in Orem's Summerfest parade 30 YES I said 30 years ago.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlZ8sOPRMI/AAAAAAAABns/cRGIMFQT358/s1600-h/scan0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlZ8sOPRMI/AAAAAAAABns/cRGIMFQT358/s320/scan0246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348404931677078722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are on this boat, back in the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlZoidJAiI/AAAAAAAABnk/a1G7noj3jNY/s1600-h/scan0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlZoidJAiI/AAAAAAAABnk/a1G7noj3jNY/s320/scan0245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348404585457844770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can pick Andrea out in the corner in the white, Leslie is over one person in the middle of the back of the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlZIm7Ko_I/AAAAAAAABnU/Kke9JBmfZE0/s1600-h/scan0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlZIm7Ko_I/AAAAAAAABnU/Kke9JBmfZE0/s320/scan0009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348404036901708786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No one we know, or know that we know, just the firing of the canon. This is State Street and 400 South in Orem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-7842166048766205531?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/7842166048766205531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=7842166048766205531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7842166048766205531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7842166048766205531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/06/orem-just-finished-celebrating-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlaMqe4oCI/AAAAAAAABn0/rnCXeiq2F_M/s72-c/scan0248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-8412070226360110514</id><published>2009-06-17T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:58:09.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compare Andrea to her boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlW3Jpf3OI/AAAAAAAABnE/dQaVOXyIt4U/s1600-h/scan0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlW3Jpf3OI/AAAAAAAABnE/dQaVOXyIt4U/s320/scan0040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348401537961942242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrea has been told a lot that her Blake looks just like Jaxon.  I thought I would add my 'two cents' and show you pictures of Andrea at a young age and see what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlWZX_JfnI/AAAAAAAABm0/iDc9hAbUt2g/s1600-h/scan0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlWZX_JfnI/AAAAAAAABm0/iDc9hAbUt2g/s320/scan0050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348401026414771826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry girls, but this picture is way too cute and shows a great face on Andrea.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlWLvguSaI/AAAAAAAABms/lSmQM1dDr5w/s1600-h/scan0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlWLvguSaI/AAAAAAAABms/lSmQM1dDr5w/s320/scan0043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348400792211442082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't find any real young shots of Andrea, this is as young as I could find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-8412070226360110514?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/8412070226360110514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=8412070226360110514&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8412070226360110514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8412070226360110514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/06/compare-andrea-to-her-boys.html' title='Compare Andrea to her boys'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SjlW3Jpf3OI/AAAAAAAABnE/dQaVOXyIt4U/s72-c/scan0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-7563417574760564670</id><published>2009-06-10T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:12:23.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four wheelin' and campin'!</title><content type='html'>It's so much fun to get out in the mountains and get away. It's kind of a bit of work to prepare and all, but oh so worth the trip. We went this weekend with good friends and family. It was a GREAT trip. I can't believe I didn't get a picture of the trailer and campsite.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_0AmGgh4I/AAAAAAAABmk/8Oa-CLlv4Gg/s1600-h/IMG_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_0AmGgh4I/AAAAAAAABmk/8Oa-CLlv4Gg/s320/IMG_0828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345759573777090434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David's always good for a picture moment. This was at the top of a kind of scary ride. There was so much water every where. In this climb we rode up a road with water coming down it. Kind of like a little stream. The views were spectacular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_za2cv68I/AAAAAAAABmc/oxbNFt65CU8/s1600-h/IMG_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_za2cv68I/AAAAAAAABmc/oxbNFt65CU8/s320/IMG_0830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345758925330312130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SEE! I always have to get my flowers in. This picture really doesn't do justice for the pretty purple, yellow and white flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_yzLyyXyI/AAAAAAAABmU/IP1ye3BGsZI/s1600-h/IMG_0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_yzLyyXyI/AAAAAAAABmU/IP1ye3BGsZI/s320/IMG_0832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345758243865124642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's always good to have a map. It's even better to agree on where to go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_yVdeuGDI/AAAAAAAABmM/il3U3LYAU-w/s1600-h/IMG_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_yVdeuGDI/AAAAAAAABmM/il3U3LYAU-w/s320/IMG_0833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345757733216720946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Serious contemplation! These are the times we really miss Duane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_xlfmNW2I/AAAAAAAABmE/NXC2V0W9Seg/s1600-h/IMG_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_xlfmNW2I/AAAAAAAABmE/NXC2V0W9Seg/s320/IMG_0836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345756909151279970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We see some really pretty sites. Can you believe this wall of white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_wqHWDFGI/AAAAAAAABl0/0oCzNxiefG8/s1600-h/IMG_0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_wqHWDFGI/AAAAAAAABl0/0oCzNxiefG8/s320/IMG_0853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345755889028764770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you read this sign? Notice where it's telling us the road goes. It really goes the direction David is headed and goes right up a rocky stream bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_wIKuhnXI/AAAAAAAABls/Qb2xWziCq_U/s1600-h/IMG_0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_wIKuhnXI/AAAAAAAABls/Qb2xWziCq_U/s320/IMG_0858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345755305821183346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the "WHEELERS". What fun we had with our good friends. We saw everything; pine trees, snow, waterfalls, streams, flowers, deer, snakes, etc. It was a great ride. We were gone for 8 hours and did 39 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_vlUYneGI/AAAAAAAABlk/WSzezifO5YU/s1600-h/IMG_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_vlUYneGI/AAAAAAAABlk/WSzezifO5YU/s320/IMG_0860.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345754707118225506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids arrived Friday night and this is at the beginning of Saturday's ride. Tyler and David checking out the little stream. Yes, the water was cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_u2c9_3lI/AAAAAAAABlc/rGZ0cyWwfHY/s1600-h/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_u2c9_3lI/AAAAAAAABlc/rGZ0cyWwfHY/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345753901968645714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin; always the 'goof'. He is fun to have along. Jared's picking him up on the way down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_uRimPVVI/AAAAAAAABlU/mJ3wwWYuxBM/s1600-h/IMG_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_uRimPVVI/AAAAAAAABlU/mJ3wwWYuxBM/s320/IMG_0867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345753267824448850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler doing a little log throw. I missed this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_tkdL_M5I/AAAAAAAABlM/patEciJ3Lhw/s1600-h/IMG_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_tkdL_M5I/AAAAAAAABlM/patEciJ3Lhw/s320/IMG_0874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345752493278049170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were throwing rocks at Kevin to get him off balance. Didn't work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_surVbS1I/AAAAAAAABlE/vLQ6ue2JNWU/s1600-h/IMG_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_surVbS1I/AAAAAAAABlE/vLQ6ue2JNWU/s320/IMG_0877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345751569362799442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we all are. Left to right: Christine, Tyler, Kevin, Jared, Leslie and Denise. David had to take the picture. I wish I had taken a picture of this stream just to the left. We crossed it earlier. Probably 20 to 30 feet wide. Leslie did it twice for Jared could get her picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_sIUL3NWI/AAAAAAAABk8/iD62H4sp8gA/s1600-h/IMG_0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_sIUL3NWI/AAAAAAAABk8/iD62H4sp8gA/s320/IMG_0884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345750910313641314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When looking for a place to "do my thing" we found this man made latrene. Didn't dare use it. In fact, didn't dare go anywhere near it. I went the other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_rj8F0XmI/AAAAAAAABk0/XhPG5Md1N7M/s1600-h/IMG_0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_rj8F0XmI/AAAAAAAABk0/XhPG5Md1N7M/s320/IMG_0886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345750285370547810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here's this little "man cave".  We didn't get too close just took pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_rKuyB_bI/AAAAAAAABks/9PPCLxR33Vg/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_rKuyB_bI/AAAAAAAABks/9PPCLxR33Vg/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345749852301163954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin and Jared had races through the mud puddles on the way home. I think Kevin got the worst of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great trip and it just got us more excited to get out this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-7563417574760564670?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/7563417574760564670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=7563417574760564670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7563417574760564670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7563417574760564670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/06/four-wheelin-and-campin.html' title='Four wheelin&apos; and campin&apos;!'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si_0AmGgh4I/AAAAAAAABmk/8Oa-CLlv4Gg/s72-c/IMG_0828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-2321134539585093077</id><published>2009-06-09T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:26:42.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si6XVGP7NtI/AAAAAAAABkc/H7RHP43H8E4/s1600-h/IMG_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si6XVGP7NtI/AAAAAAAABkc/H7RHP43H8E4/s320/IMG_0826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345376196445812434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrea and the kids came over to spend some time with me. Here is sweet little "Blakers" just chillin' to his mom and sister playing Guitar Hero.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si6XIwBdZmI/AAAAAAAABkU/fy8iI1YTAjs/s1600-h/IMG_0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si6XIwBdZmI/AAAAAAAABkU/fy8iI1YTAjs/s320/IMG_0825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345375984321128034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaja loves to join in on the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si6WsumDnJI/AAAAAAAABkM/2NRNh7yh4aE/s1600-h/IMG_0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si6WsumDnJI/AAAAAAAABkM/2NRNh7yh4aE/s320/IMG_0823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345375502901419154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's David taking a little rest on our way home from Lovelock Nev.  Tyler and Christine were on their way home (a day early) from her sisters wedding reception in California. when their car broke down with only 3 hours out of town. David and I left home Monday night, went as far as Elko then met the kids in Lovelock where we picked up a car dolly and started our trek home. Ya know you would think the rental people would have helped us with the instructions and directions of hauling and loading the dolly, but nOOOOOO, this guy was not helpful and soooo very slow filling out the information on the computer.  But, we met a real nice LDS guy who helped us with loading the car onto the dolly and made us smile. He was a funny guy! in several different ways. He gave Christine his nephew's name and told her to call and say Hi from his uncle and that was payment for his help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si6WbcS3lRI/AAAAAAAABkE/KRUWe2uQmXo/s1600-h/IMG_0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si6WbcS3lRI/AAAAAAAABkE/KRUWe2uQmXo/s320/IMG_0821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345375205931324690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's our ride. It was most interesting. Tyler and Christine did well. They were cheerful and had a great attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-2321134539585093077?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/2321134539585093077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=2321134539585093077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2321134539585093077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2321134539585093077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/06/andrea-and-kids-came-over-to-spend-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Si6XVGP7NtI/AAAAAAAABkc/H7RHP43H8E4/s72-c/IMG_0826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4253915942858295743</id><published>2009-05-31T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:38:07.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Work Has Begun, and will probably never end!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here is what keeps David and I busy on the weekends - YARD WORK.  It's all really good, but it is work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLZfbVMOjI/AAAAAAAABjs/2INmsU1WU0s/s1600-h/IMG_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLZfbVMOjI/AAAAAAAABjs/2INmsU1WU0s/s320/IMG_0804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342071241950640690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of the big jobs is cleaning the pond after the winter season. Not a real fun job. Very stinky as a matter of fact. David usually does it by himself, but this year I got "dirty" and helped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Here are our happy fish!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;It's tough to see, but there are 3 goldfish. There are 2 darker fish, not sure where they came from. Seriously. They are hard to see and even find. But, every once in awhile I will see them darting in the pond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLZSffFj3I/AAAAAAAABjk/kMgo9S34fZw/s1600-h/IMG_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLZSffFj3I/AAAAAAAABjk/kMgo9S34fZw/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342071019727589234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fountain is working. This means one of the pumps is working. It's always a good sign when it works on the first try. Probably cause I was there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLZF_G6zCI/AAAAAAAABjc/4pw_m2RpbGY/s1600-h/IMG_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLZF_G6zCI/AAAAAAAABjc/4pw_m2RpbGY/s320/IMG_0801.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342070804877855778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;David is clearing out the other two smaller ponds of debris. And the big pump also worked on the first time! We are 2 for 2! Yeah, for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLYzamGcyI/AAAAAAAABjU/ZU0UYg8f_zc/s1600-h/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLYzamGcyI/AAAAAAAABjU/ZU0UYg8f_zc/s320/IMG_0800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342070485838885666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little fisherman is happy!  I also planted lots of flowers, notice the hanging baskets! Leslie planned a planting party where we went to the nursery and then went to her place to plant and then have some dinner together. Christine and I went early to the nursery and to buy plants with Leslie. Then David and Jared came later - for the food of course. Not exactly true. David helped Jared with the swingset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLYlsuBH3I/AAAAAAAABjM/W44MpykEZbc/s1600-h/IMG_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLYlsuBH3I/AAAAAAAABjM/W44MpykEZbc/s320/IMG_0806.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342070250185760626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are more of my flower planting. This is a little garden David made in the backyard just before Tyler and Christine's reception. It's always fun to plan it out and then plant it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLYXukSajI/AAAAAAAABjE/xm0vheG1Jiw/s1600-h/IMG_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLYXukSajI/AAAAAAAABjE/xm0vheG1Jiw/s320/IMG_0797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342070010163653170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More planting, but this time some veggies. But first David made these planter boxes for me for Mother's Day. Our soil is not real great so this helped to get some decent topsoil in and plant some tomatoes and green peppers and beans for summer meals. (I hope!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLYK074tvI/AAAAAAAABi8/tsN3aS-GNEk/s1600-h/IMG_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLYK074tvI/AAAAAAAABi8/tsN3aS-GNEk/s320/IMG_0796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342069788534945522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the second box with the same mixture of veggies. Love it!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-4253915942858295743?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4253915942858295743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4253915942858295743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4253915942858295743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4253915942858295743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/05/yard-work-has-begun-and-will-probably.html' title='Yard Work Has Begun, and will probably never end!'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SiLZfbVMOjI/AAAAAAAABjs/2INmsU1WU0s/s72-c/IMG_0804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-508085238480631513</id><published>2009-05-25T06:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T06:55:38.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Last Graduate for 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShqhfBxzmdI/AAAAAAAABi0/ar6uz799D4M/s1600-h/IMG_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShqhfBxzmdI/AAAAAAAABi0/ar6uz799D4M/s320/IMG_0782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339757862626499026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am going to be bold and say, "That last the best of all the game."  Here are my 3 reasons for saying so: 1). It only lasted 30 minutes; 2) There were only 10 graduates; 3) It produced the cutest graduate.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShqhZyXJndI/AAAAAAAABis/JLrtzYxohr4/s1600-h/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShqhZyXJndI/AAAAAAAABis/JLrtzYxohr4/s320/IMG_0785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339757772588817874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaja is taking it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShqhRY-CNII/AAAAAAAABik/5eTyoO1_608/s1600-h/IMG_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShqhRY-CNII/AAAAAAAABik/5eTyoO1_608/s320/IMG_0784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339757628333634690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See what I mean - the cutest graduate! I really like the robe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way to go Kaja! You make this old Grandma proud. I 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/7340507510451763720-508085238480631513?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/508085238480631513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=508085238480631513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/508085238480631513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/508085238480631513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-last-graduate-for-2009.html' title='Our Last Graduate for 2009'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShqhfBxzmdI/AAAAAAAABi0/ar6uz799D4M/s72-c/IMG_0782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-2806926488569462060</id><published>2009-05-20T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:56:54.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE DOWN AND ONE TO GO</title><content type='html'>Yes, another Graduate!!! What a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShQ0L5l_9uI/AAAAAAAABhk/A6cJA4D-pnA/s1600-h/IMG_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337948837384287970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShQ0L5l_9uI/AAAAAAAABhk/A6cJA4D-pnA/s320/IMG_0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin David Jeffs graduated from Law School at the University of Utah. I thought the robes were very nice. They had some nice color to them that we haven't seen yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShQz3AjON0I/AAAAAAAABhc/zWjHkSsNkvM/s1600-h/IMG_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337948478474434370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShQz3AjON0I/AAAAAAAABhc/zWjHkSsNkvM/s320/IMG_0761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It wouldn't be Kevin if the picture didn't have a "GQ" pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShQzFUbwfJI/AAAAAAAABhU/Ayf5WIDD9sw/s1600-h/IMG_0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337947624818375826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShQzFUbwfJI/AAAAAAAABhU/Ayf5WIDD9sw/s320/IMG_0765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the little family. Nicole was a very big part of Kevin's schooling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShQyfcr0dNI/AAAAAAAABhM/Bh7NvJRdZE0/s1600-h/IMG_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337946974198199506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShQyfcr0dNI/AAAAAAAABhM/Bh7NvJRdZE0/s320/IMG_0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, yes! There's always goofing off. Especially when you have 'props'! See what I mean about the colors! Cool, huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShQwdenwdAI/AAAAAAAABhE/uc8GNMhRoRo/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337944741335036930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShQwdenwdAI/AAAAAAAABhE/uc8GNMhRoRo/s320/IMG_0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can always count on David to get in on the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so proud of Kevin and this great experience. He has worked hard and diligently. He is now taking a course to get him prepared for the Utah Bar Exam in July. Hang in there buddy!&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-2806926488569462060?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/2806926488569462060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=2806926488569462060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2806926488569462060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2806926488569462060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/05/three-down-and-one-to-go.html' title='THREE DOWN AND ONE TO GO'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ShQ0L5l_9uI/AAAAAAAABhk/A6cJA4D-pnA/s72-c/IMG_0758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-6679695398904558918</id><published>2009-05-13T11:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:18:35.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George Fun</title><content type='html'>We went to St. George last weekend. We had fun and did lots of stuff.  I told myself it was not going to turn out to be a shopping weekend. I already bought the grandkids outfits at Wal Mart. I would not have found a better deal in St. George! We did go when the guys took off for a ride, but I didn't feel like it was something I had to do. It was just fun and easy. And it wasn't me buying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsMr4OzF_I/AAAAAAAABgM/LiWgeajvpc4/s1600-h/IMG_0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335372131518846962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsMr4OzF_I/AAAAAAAABgM/LiWgeajvpc4/s320/IMG_0719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The little ones brought their bikes and had a good time riding in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsMcsU2cbI/AAAAAAAABgE/6YTABmHqiF4/s1600-h/IMG_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335371870624969138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsMcsU2cbI/AAAAAAAABgE/6YTABmHqiF4/s320/IMG_0721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess Jaxon riding a pink and purple bike is pretty embarrassing to his dad. Jaxon got a new GREEN bike for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsMH1rxDDI/AAAAAAAABf8/F_NU6uYKkac/s1600-h/IMG_0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335371512359750706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsMH1rxDDI/AAAAAAAABf8/F_NU6uYKkac/s320/IMG_0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David and I took off early Friday morning for  some four wheelin'. David asked me if I was going to take a jacket - since the temp. has been in the 90's, I said NO. Well, we got up to where the ride was and it was like 10 degrees cooler. Since we left early it was only 60 degrees and chilly so I wore David's jacket! We had such a good ride. I love being out on the bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsLxGxUM6I/AAAAAAAABf0/2V5aXda5-4g/s1600-h/IMG_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335371121809437602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsLxGxUM6I/AAAAAAAABf0/2V5aXda5-4g/s320/IMG_0731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby Blake was our weekend centerpiece. Pretty dang cute, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsLjzir4fI/AAAAAAAABfs/jz-A6MRBhgA/s1600-h/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335370893309501938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsLjzir4fI/AAAAAAAABfs/jz-A6MRBhgA/s320/IMG_0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday when everyone arrived was the night for TICKET TO RIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsLSip__-I/AAAAAAAABfk/kVRr7PI1V54/s1600-h/IMG_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335370596719001570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsLSip__-I/AAAAAAAABfk/kVRr7PI1V54/s320/IMG_0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday afternoon David and I and Tyler went on another 4 wheelin ride. We didn't go as far up as David and I had gone. It was a different ride, but still very fun -  and this time much warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsLCYtXAnI/AAAAAAAABfc/C-GcAunVWBw/s1600-h/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335370319170830962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsLCYtXAnI/AAAAAAAABfc/C-GcAunVWBw/s320/IMG_0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the road home! Tyler laid down almost as soon as the truck got rolling. This doesn't look too comfortable does it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to get out with the family. We always miss those who didn't come terribly.&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-6679695398904558918?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/6679695398904558918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=6679695398904558918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6679695398904558918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6679695398904558918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/05/st-george-fun.html' title='St. George Fun'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsMr4OzF_I/AAAAAAAABgM/LiWgeajvpc4/s72-c/IMG_0719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-3768030946138211865</id><published>2009-05-13T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:59:23.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy misses her big boy</title><content type='html'>For the last couple of days I've had Jaxon with me. He tested positive for Influenza A on Monday. He's very contagious. So instead of risking baby Blake getting sick Jaxon has been with me. We would really hate for Blake to get sick. Andrea asked that I send some pictures out so she could she her big boy, Jaxon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsIXLxyI9I/AAAAAAAABfU/KmPEDNw4y7c/s1600-h/IMG_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335367377942094802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsIXLxyI9I/AAAAAAAABfU/KmPEDNw4y7c/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's been really good. I never have had to deal with the throw up thing. He was a bit down on Monday, but he's acting like good ol' Jax and eating, as well as Jax can. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think he finds it a bit boring with ol' grandma. He's eating me out of fruit snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsIKSCUmAI/AAAAAAAABfM/EsRL_OV4WIw/s1600-h/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335367156283774978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsIKSCUmAI/AAAAAAAABfM/EsRL_OV4WIw/s320/IMG_0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to go outside for a minute so I took this picture of him by my Mother's Day flowers from the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsH2vGtITI/AAAAAAAABfE/9WijinlY-R8/s1600-h/IMG_0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335366820489404722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsH2vGtITI/AAAAAAAABfE/9WijinlY-R8/s320/IMG_0723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the boss! We went to St. George for the weekend. Jaxon didn't have his own helmet (David and I gave him one for his Birthday on Friday) so he wore this Ninja Turtle hat of my kids until the new one came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsHlBUrDyI/AAAAAAAABe8/B2CF9sKaS5w/s1600-h/IMG_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335366516142182178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsHlBUrDyI/AAAAAAAABe8/B2CF9sKaS5w/s320/IMG_0718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where's Jaxon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsHSmJ6dXI/AAAAAAAABe0/M_ZYz5uAxLg/s1600-h/IMG_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335366199611651442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsHSmJ6dXI/AAAAAAAABe0/M_ZYz5uAxLg/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Hi Mommy! I love and miss you."&lt;/div&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/7340507510451763720-3768030946138211865?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/3768030946138211865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=3768030946138211865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3768030946138211865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3768030946138211865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/05/mommy-misses-her-big-boy.html' title='Mommy misses her big boy'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgsIXLxyI9I/AAAAAAAABfU/KmPEDNw4y7c/s72-c/IMG_0740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-6284533128780528093</id><published>2009-05-05T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:30:21.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK - ANOTHER GRADUATE</title><content type='html'>It's been quite the  busy couple of weeks for  Tyler and Christine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgDI5jq9EkI/AAAAAAAABes/2K3OWo4LgbI/s1600-h/IMG_0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgDI5jq9EkI/AAAAAAAABes/2K3OWo4LgbI/s320/IMG_0710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332482849960170050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine graduated on May 1st from UVU's dental hygiene program. She was in a group of 14 other young ladies. Most of them, including Christine graduated with High Honors. We are so proud. Now comes the daunting task of finding a job. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some&lt;/span&gt; of us are wishing her well. She knows what I mean! See if she does find a job that means I have to go back to work, since she's doing my stuff at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgDIdqJoEVI/AAAAAAAABek/sKA_qehbmPU/s1600-h/IMG_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgDIdqJoEVI/AAAAAAAABek/sKA_qehbmPU/s320/IMG_0711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332482370663092562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler was quite embarrassed! He wouldn't let us take pictures in the front yard. Christine asked him to wear his robe and take a picture together for posterity.&lt;br /&gt;We are very happy for these two and are proud of their accomplishments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-6284533128780528093?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/6284533128780528093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=6284533128780528093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6284533128780528093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6284533128780528093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-another-graduate.html' title='LOOK - ANOTHER GRADUATE'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SgDI5jq9EkI/AAAAAAAABes/2K3OWo4LgbI/s72-c/IMG_0710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-8255315208379481767</id><published>2009-04-29T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T06:20:57.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Graduate</title><content type='html'>Can I believe it? YES!  Our 'baby' graduated from BYU on April 25th, 2009 in Mechanical Engineering. Whew! What a great achievement TYLER. We are so proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfhSuTmASYI/AAAAAAAABec/WYX6rhgcDoc/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330101114480118146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfhSuTmASYI/AAAAAAAABec/WYX6rhgcDoc/s320/IMG_0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He conquered the BEAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfhSMvWljyI/AAAAAAAABeM/_kdiuyuCooY/s1600-h/IMG_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330100537816092450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfhSMvWljyI/AAAAAAAABeM/_kdiuyuCooY/s320/IMG_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's hard to do alone, but Tyler was never alone. He had the support of his loving wife, Christine. We are happy she was there to see him through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfhR78PaZbI/AAAAAAAABeE/Pd9-dzvwgik/s1600-h/IMG_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330100249217885618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfhR78PaZbI/AAAAAAAABeE/Pd9-dzvwgik/s320/IMG_0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a beautiful day for pictures. We got up early to beat the rush of candidates who will wait in line for pictures by these signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfhRqYF9pqI/AAAAAAAABd8/SoZ1vst1Q-g/s1600-h/IMG_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330099947456800418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfhRqYF9pqI/AAAAAAAABd8/SoZ1vst1Q-g/s320/IMG_0694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good Luck Tyler. We appreciate your dedication and hard work. Congratulations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Too bad your schooling isn't completely over. Tyler returns to BYU in the fall for Law School.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7340507510451763720-8255315208379481767?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/8255315208379481767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=8255315208379481767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8255315208379481767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8255315208379481767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-graduate.html' title='Our Graduate'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfhSuTmASYI/AAAAAAAABec/WYX6rhgcDoc/s72-c/IMG_0707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-7254344277929530284</id><published>2009-04-25T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:10:44.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Crazy Weather</title><content type='html'>I just had to put in some pictures of this Crazy weather we have had over the last few weeks - days really. I meant to do it earlier this week, but my week's been Crazy tooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRshLqwSGI/AAAAAAAABd0/H3pNxUOm-uQ/s1600-h/IMG_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329003576409737314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRshLqwSGI/AAAAAAAABd0/H3pNxUOm-uQ/s320/IMG_0662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a snow storm we had on April 15th. 13 inched fell in Orem they say. It was so surprising to wake up to all the snow. It was so beautiful. David and I went out and took lots of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRsN3NPP6I/AAAAAAAABds/zpk0iBANUDg/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329003244499713954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRsN3NPP6I/AAAAAAAABds/zpk0iBANUDg/s320/IMG_0656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how thick. This is on a branch on our big tree in the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRr9IXZ8fI/AAAAAAAABdk/Ul1jJrgvbv4/s1600-h/IMG_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329002957047984626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRr9IXZ8fI/AAAAAAAABdk/Ul1jJrgvbv4/s320/IMG_0651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When the sun came out, the snow just twinkled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRrtQblkYI/AAAAAAAABdc/aCpEO2lAq2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329002684335100290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRrtQblkYI/AAAAAAAABdc/aCpEO2lAq2Q/s320/IMG_0643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was before the sun came out. The snow was so wet and heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRp1Oulj_I/AAAAAAAABdU/r6cJ223e_DM/s1600-h/IMG_0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329000622293618674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRp1Oulj_I/AAAAAAAABdU/r6cJ223e_DM/s320/IMG_0639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet little grand kids, Kaja and Kylee. They really wanted to go out and play, but neither one of them had the best of shoes on. Leslie took them to the store with her and they just HAD to walk in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRpgPH3Y8I/AAAAAAAABdM/_gyvLwoRs_0/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329000261622391746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRpgPH3Y8I/AAAAAAAABdM/_gyvLwoRs_0/s320/IMG_0687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK so this was Sunday April 19th! The kids were over for Sunday dinner and we just had to go out and put up the slide and enjoy the sunny weather. We went from30' to 78' in 4 days! Oh, this is Emily walking around with Kaja's flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRpEs-uqqI/AAAAAAAABdE/Y8LFummdg4E/s1600-h/IMG_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328999788600797858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRpEs-uqqI/AAAAAAAABdE/Y8LFummdg4E/s320/IMG_0675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Jayce at the bottom of the slide. She has the cutest giggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRo343U_5I/AAAAAAAABc8/r4i2Qm4jFFU/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328999568452681618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRo343U_5I/AAAAAAAABc8/r4i2Qm4jFFU/s320/IMG_0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon needed help at first, but by the end of the fun he was doing it on his own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRosb_NLII/AAAAAAAABc0/1v7uiF1o3oE/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328999371722534018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRosb_NLII/AAAAAAAABc0/1v7uiF1o3oE/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja broke the speed record. And she'd land with a jump and a thump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRogKtH3JI/AAAAAAAABcs/KSadVQRmf70/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328999160924855442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRogKtH3JI/AAAAAAAABcs/KSadVQRmf70/s320/IMG_0671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylee kept going and going and going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRoGFliPMI/AAAAAAAABck/JG82HvXUxY0/s1600-h/IMG_0692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328998712874253506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRoGFliPMI/AAAAAAAABck/JG82HvXUxY0/s320/IMG_0692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And these are my pretty flowers that made it through the winter storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing quite like Utah's changing weather. I hear we have snow in store for later today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope you find a happy, warm place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-7254344277929530284?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/7254344277929530284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=7254344277929530284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7254344277929530284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7254344277929530284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-crazy-weather.html' title='This Crazy Weather'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SfRshLqwSGI/AAAAAAAABd0/H3pNxUOm-uQ/s72-c/IMG_0662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-5919397001486792546</id><published>2009-04-20T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:26:28.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR EASTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, Okay and Okay, I'm late - very late. I just get busy . . . . Anyway, here are our Easter pics. We had a great time coloring and searching for the eggs. I had to boil additional eggs. Everyone was just so creative and had to try everything there just weren't enough for Grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0BaT5vvDI/AAAAAAAABbs/876yx08AHvA/s1600-h/IMG_0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915485779868722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0BaT5vvDI/AAAAAAAABbs/876yx08AHvA/s320/IMG_0608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't it all a colorful site. I had about 4 different boxes of dyes. We had quite a lot of color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0BJ2FJ33I/AAAAAAAABbk/uhtJRLTL8GY/s1600-h/IMG_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326915202896748402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0BJ2FJ33I/AAAAAAAABbk/uhtJRLTL8GY/s320/IMG_0609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, ha! Kaja was successful. If you notice in the background - 'everyone' got in on the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0A2MMTPSI/AAAAAAAABbc/VKSk9wp3g04/s1600-h/IMG_0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326914865234918690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0A2MMTPSI/AAAAAAAABbc/VKSk9wp3g04/s320/IMG_0616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You never know where that silly bunny is going to hide eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0AmNPiyMI/AAAAAAAABbU/B_sLGYryYUU/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326914590639048898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0AmNPiyMI/AAAAAAAABbU/B_sLGYryYUU/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was just plain fun to get out in the yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0ATM_xbcI/AAAAAAAABbM/HqdEwHsovHo/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326914264155385282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0ATM_xbcI/AAAAAAAABbM/HqdEwHsovHo/s320/IMG_0620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks like the kiddies got tuckered out! Yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0AD8nq6DI/AAAAAAAABbE/OKFe1jNb5Aw/s1600-h/IMG_0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326914002061289522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0AD8nq6DI/AAAAAAAABbE/OKFe1jNb5Aw/s320/IMG_0622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now it's time to survey the 'loot'. What did we get???? Hmmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sez_zsqkbzI/AAAAAAAABa8/QCMIHMJy_5Q/s1600-h/IMG_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326913722900574002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sez_zsqkbzI/AAAAAAAABa8/QCMIHMJy_5Q/s320/IMG_0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They want a little of everything.&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;/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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-5919397001486792546?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/5919397001486792546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=5919397001486792546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5919397001486792546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5919397001486792546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-easter.html' title='OUR EASTER'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Se0BaT5vvDI/AAAAAAAABbs/876yx08AHvA/s72-c/IMG_0608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4480495955361456423</id><published>2009-04-19T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T06:37:16.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our newest family member!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeslH8T7f9I/AAAAAAAABZc/t_cKbyjYkMs/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326391802674773970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeslH8T7f9I/AAAAAAAABZc/t_cKbyjYkMs/s320/IMG_0632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our sweet baby Blake Larsen Hadlock. He arrived on April 14th, 2009 weighing in at 6 lbs. 15 oz and 18 inches long. He was born at 4:34 pm. We are so happy he is here. He and his mommy are doing very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeskztTzJlI/AAAAAAAABZU/d9p3YEbx2aI/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeskSszJSJI/AAAAAAAABZE/JVJRBfgUYWI/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326390887977666706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeskSszJSJI/AAAAAAAABZE/JVJRBfgUYWI/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here he's not so happy. He was hungry, but grandma just wanted a picture so bad to send to all her friends. Isn't he just the cutest!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sesj2VZeDGI/AAAAAAAABY8/7RwQM3qA4yA/s1600-h/IMG_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326390400659623010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sesj2VZeDGI/AAAAAAAABY8/7RwQM3qA4yA/s320/IMG_0601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SesjaJ92SCI/AAAAAAAABY0/gWpYkZDA_1A/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A long time ago, my dad gave us this great big bunny for an Easter decoration. Kaja calls him "Easter". Very creative don't you think. Anyway the kids love him. Here Jax and Kaja are riding him. I can't believe he survived. But he stayed inflated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SesjLbMtXMI/AAAAAAAABYs/QtqwniA9H34/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326389663482338498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SesjLbMtXMI/AAAAAAAABYs/QtqwniA9H34/s320/IMG_0606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a crazy thing Jax has 'picked' up. For those of you who's stomach's get a bit quezzy (sp??) you may want to look away. Jaxon likes to take off his socks and pick his toes! Gross, Gross, Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sesi16xRSDI/AAAAAAAABYk/swe3vAbJsNQ/s1600-h/IMG_0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326389294000064562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sesi16xRSDI/AAAAAAAABYk/swe3vAbJsNQ/s320/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids like the salsa and chips. All, but Jaycelyn that is. But she doesn't stop trying. I don't know how many times she put it in her mouth and then spit it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SesilCkh-6I/AAAAAAAABYc/OWlT993CAFs/s1600-h/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326389004036340642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SesilCkh-6I/AAAAAAAABYc/OWlT993CAFs/s320/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxon will take naps at grandma's. He can even sleep on the big bed, but you notice I surround him with pillows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7340507510451763720-4480495955361456423?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4480495955361456423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4480495955361456423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4480495955361456423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4480495955361456423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-newest-family-member.html' title='Our newest family member!!!'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeslH8T7f9I/AAAAAAAABZc/t_cKbyjYkMs/s72-c/IMG_0632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4867084966948308608</id><published>2009-04-15T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:29:36.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SecuZ_3oq1I/AAAAAAAABYU/oqymDVAEEVM/s1600-h/IMG_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325276108565293906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SecuZ_3oq1I/AAAAAAAABYU/oqymDVAEEVM/s320/IMG_0574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you believe this snow. I posted these pictures yesterday and didn't get a chance to make my comments and now this morning as I look out the window and look back at these pictures - what a changing world we live in. I love it. I love the change and the variety we have in our weather. Come to think of it, I love that this is how my life is, changing and variety. It is all GOOD. We went to St. George for conference with some of the kids. To the right is Kevin on the slide. My kids still haven't grown up. They have to get in on the fun, can't miss a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is David lounging while watvhing the kids play. It was 'nice' weather while we were there not quite what we wanted, but all in all better than in Utah county. We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sect55XfAmI/AAAAAAAABYM/pdg15k56icw/s1600-h/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325275557064016482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sect55XfAmI/AAAAAAAABYM/pdg15k56icw/s320/IMG_0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler and Christine - I'll say it again, the kids can't miss a thing. They climbed and slid, and were a big help with the kids; helping them and teaching them new tricks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYdnw2zW_I/AAAAAAAABXs/d2zN-94b2fQ/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324976178379054066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYdnw2zW_I/AAAAAAAABXs/d2zN-94b2fQ/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYdKbMW0QI/AAAAAAAABXk/5izWjCjZM-Q/s1600-h/IMG_0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324975674347671810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYdKbMW0QI/AAAAAAAABXk/5izWjCjZM-Q/s320/IMG_0585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ky&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYcsWVdj2I/AAAAAAAABXc/rzRKxtiBPe8/s1600-h/IMG_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324975157647609698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYcsWVdj2I/AAAAAAAABXc/rzRKxtiBPe8/s320/IMG_0570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylee loves the slides, both ways. Leslie was bound and determined to do the monkey bars. It wasn't as easy as the little kids there made it look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice when the wind didn't blow so when the sun came out we sat out on the porch. Christine, our Californian, just couldn't warm up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYcRyvzEWI/AAAAAAAABXU/m9io0n0AR70/s1600-h/IMG_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324974701417795938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYcRyvzEWI/AAAAAAAABXU/m9io0n0AR70/s320/IMG_0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYb7Yl7a5I/AAAAAAAABXM/Y7LbRtuxJhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYbn6z0IlI/AAAAAAAABXE/3b1c4MvQl9Y/s1600-h/IMG_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324973982027620946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYbn6z0IlI/AAAAAAAABXE/3b1c4MvQl9Y/s320/IMG_0565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslie had activities for her girls during conference. Jayce found her own; she loves to "DO" Leslie's hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYbRa-QyKI/AAAAAAAABW8/plwgHZCLurI/s1600-h/IMG_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324973595524384930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYbRa-QyKI/AAAAAAAABW8/plwgHZCLurI/s320/IMG_0510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a short walk to the pool. Here's Kylee on her bike and always wears her helmut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYa91_FWUI/AAAAAAAABW0/NSMlh4lDeVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324973259178203458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYa91_FWUI/AAAAAAAABW0/NSMlh4lDeVQ/s320/IMG_0554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin got himself a guitar with birthday money and still to come Graduation money. He serenaded us a few times. He's loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He carried his guitar and amp around with him to every room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYZmMaZrGI/AAAAAAAABWU/vU8T1XpYwdg/s1600-h/IMG_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324971753369873506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYZmMaZrGI/AAAAAAAABWU/vU8T1XpYwdg/s320/IMG_0528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYZTunPC-I/AAAAAAAABWM/OLBQ60R5DcI/s1600-h/IMG_0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324971436132994018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYZTunPC-I/AAAAAAAABWM/OLBQ60R5DcI/s320/IMG_0524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Jayce and Kylee - oh and look there's Leslie inbetween them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYYVtD7lfI/AAAAAAAABV8/83_TrLN_QqM/s1600-h/IMG_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324970370564593138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYYVtD7lfI/AAAAAAAABV8/83_TrLN_QqM/s320/IMG_0521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Christine - just enjoying some time away from studies and the stress of finishing school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYXyDYj7wI/AAAAAAAABV0/GIJvhYHVzvA/s1600-h/IMG_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324969758081412866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYXyDYj7wI/AAAAAAAABV0/GIJvhYHVzvA/s320/IMG_0520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at father  and son. That does not look comfortable to me. I kept my eyes on them and they sat like this for a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYXevPodEI/AAAAAAAABVs/4BjlgLzR_Fw/s1600-h/IMG_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324969426257736770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYXevPodEI/AAAAAAAABVs/4BjlgLzR_Fw/s320/IMG_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler kept himself busy with legos! In fact the space ship he was building was envied by the little girls. Tyler had to put it up high when he wasn't around. The girls really wanted to play with it. When my kids were younger I would buy them car models to work on during conference time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYXOPPlyHI/AAAAAAAABVk/qDhvaw2tn08/s1600-h/IMG_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324969142789720178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYXOPPlyHI/AAAAAAAABVk/qDhvaw2tn08/s320/IMG_0513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I forgot to put the picture in earlier of Jayce with her helmut on. She was going to ride a bike and then decided to push her sister instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYW0_ZGyZI/AAAAAAAABVc/N_-OFLkVS0E/s1600-h/IMG_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324968709037934994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYW0_ZGyZI/AAAAAAAABVc/N_-OFLkVS0E/s320/IMG_0508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily had a little incident with her sisters pouring water on her. She loves her Tigger robe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYWfdYwh2I/AAAAAAAABVU/9J6TWNgAJno/s1600-h/IMG_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324968339132417890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SeYWfdYwh2I/AAAAAAAABVU/9J6TWNgAJno/s320/IMG_0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Leslie and I got to St. George on Thursday it was in the 70's so the pool here was great fun, but the weather cooled and the girls were pretty sad. The big pool didn't open until the next day when the weather as cool. We did make it over there but the water was very, very cool. Kylee got in, but only for a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time and can't wait to get back there. Grandma and Grandpa are so generous with their place. Thanks.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-4867084966948308608?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4867084966948308608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4867084966948308608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4867084966948308608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4867084966948308608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/04/can-you-believe-this-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SecuZ_3oq1I/AAAAAAAABYU/oqymDVAEEVM/s72-c/IMG_0574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-8071136214494296416</id><published>2009-03-16T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:32:18.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MY GIRLS</title><content type='html'>I just want to say Thank You to Leslie and Andrea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days as a mom you want to be taken care of, yes even when all the kids are gone.  And it's especially hard when my own mom is gone and that's who I would turn to when I needed a listening ear or a smiling face or a shoulder to cry on.  It feels like all we do is give, and serve, and cook, and clean, and worry, and teach, and shuttle, and fix, and hug, and make better, . . . . the list goes on.  Anyway, my girls took care of me.  Yesterday Leslie had Sunday dinner and today Andrea came and got me to treat me to a drink and little time away.  WOW!  They may seem like very small things to most people, but to me the were ginormous!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I love you girls&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-8071136214494296416?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/8071136214494296416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=8071136214494296416&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8071136214494296416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8071136214494296416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-my-girls.html' title='I LOVE MY GIRLS'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-444373431621941483</id><published>2009-03-16T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:08:03.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Family Time</title><content type='html'>On Sunday Leslie had invited us over for dinner and FHE. As a family we take turns doing a FHE once a month. Leslie's turn to do FHE is really tonight, but we had some other things going so she thought she'd do it on Sunday and we could also celebrate St. Patrick's day! She made us sherbet and lemon-lime drinks and had a treasure hunt for the little kids with a little box of candy for the treasure. Tyler went around with Kylee and Jaycelyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7J91zSg0I/AAAAAAAABVM/fjlBm319Gxg/s1600-h/IMG_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313906674595169090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7J91zSg0I/AAAAAAAABVM/fjlBm319Gxg/s320/IMG_0502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a very delicious dinner of Shepherd's pie (this is as Irish as this family can get- we're not to excited about the cabbage and corn beef thing), we went outside to work it off. For Christmas we gave Kylee and Jayce these scooter bike things. Everyone got in on the fun. Here's Christine doing tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7JuFI_yOI/AAAAAAAABVE/m9w2oYHZgpY/s1600-h/IMG_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313906403834841314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7JuFI_yOI/AAAAAAAABVE/m9w2oYHZgpY/s320/IMG_0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler was doing tricks too, but slumped down after Leslie made a comment about him teaching her girls bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7Jep9I1nI/AAAAAAAABU8/bD5X5P01u3g/s1600-h/IMG_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313906138839307890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7Jep9I1nI/AAAAAAAABU8/bD5X5P01u3g/s320/IMG_0499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were a couple of neighbor kids in on the fun. They were trying to see if they could coast to the corner. They did, but not without some wiggling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7JMSGI1JI/AAAAAAAABU0/ahOOyPgrzpo/s1600-h/IMG_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313905823196959890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7JMSGI1JI/AAAAAAAABU0/ahOOyPgrzpo/s320/IMG_0498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler and Christine - always being a bit cheezy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7I_7GpyyI/AAAAAAAABUs/Nvqz6gLp0rI/s1600-h/IMG_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313905610866674466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7I_7GpyyI/AAAAAAAABUs/Nvqz6gLp0rI/s320/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WEEEEEEE! My kids used to do this same kind of thing in an old blue plastic wagon at my parent's house many years ago. We have fond memories of those times. In fact, I still have the wagon and occasionally you will see the grandkids pulling each other around in it. I even have pictures of Tyler doing it last year!! Some of us never grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7IytDKE0I/AAAAAAAABUk/EwHSn4PSqPE/s1600-h/IMG_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313905383755617090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7IytDKE0I/AAAAAAAABUk/EwHSn4PSqPE/s320/IMG_0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go Christine! I think the big kids were a bit disappointed when the little kids came and wanted to ride the bikes. But, they all shared very well and there were no tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7IhtZ-dsI/AAAAAAAABUc/wb7qVwBuw50/s1600-h/IMG_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313905091793548994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7IhtZ-dsI/AAAAAAAABUc/wb7qVwBuw50/s320/IMG_0489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Emily enjoyed the ride with her mommy! She didn't want to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7IVk3_6SI/AAAAAAAABUU/N_a0xv6lRfg/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313904883345123618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7IVk3_6SI/AAAAAAAABUU/N_a0xv6lRfg/s320/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce traded with the neighbor for a ride on her scooter. Although, it was a bit frightning going down the driveway. Soooo . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7ILOXx3II/AAAAAAAABUM/biEvDv8lWyE/s1600-h/IMG_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313904705505713282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7ILOXx3II/AAAAAAAABUM/biEvDv8lWyE/s320/IMG_0490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She sat down on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7H0e8w_KI/AAAAAAAABUE/s8pft2NtRBk/s1600-h/IMG_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313904314818821282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7H0e8w_KI/AAAAAAAABUE/s8pft2NtRBk/s320/IMG_0500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylee likes to ride fast, so mom and dad made her put on her helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7Hkklbx6I/AAAAAAAABT8/Tm8KlzQNL7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313904041453668258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7Hkklbx6I/AAAAAAAABT8/Tm8KlzQNL7Q/s320/IMG_0491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylee rides pretty good, but she won't let her dad take off the training wheels yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7HSYoyeHI/AAAAAAAABT0/b7s7H2R4jNI/s1600-h/IMG_0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313903729008867442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7HSYoyeHI/AAAAAAAABT0/b7s7H2R4jNI/s320/IMG_0487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce, still sitting. She was like this more than she was standing on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7HHCev10I/AAAAAAAABTs/HEGClMWXPx8/s1600-h/IMG_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313903534082611010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7HHCev10I/AAAAAAAABTs/HEGClMWXPx8/s320/IMG_0485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who's having more fun? Leslie or Emily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love our time together. And I love my kids.&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-444373431621941483?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/444373431621941483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=444373431621941483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/444373431621941483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/444373431621941483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-family-time.html' title='Sunday Family Time'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb7J91zSg0I/AAAAAAAABVM/fjlBm319Gxg/s72-c/IMG_0502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-1598157583351722063</id><published>2009-03-15T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:14:20.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S ALL ABOUT THE GRANDKIDS</title><content type='html'>It has been a really long time since I posted any pictures on my blog. I have been busy, and lazy I guess.  So here you can see what I do with my time and what makes my life so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0wnFwzcfI/AAAAAAAABTk/FWz2pdVjhhk/s1600-h/IMG_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313456583486960114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0wnFwzcfI/AAAAAAAABTk/FWz2pdVjhhk/s320/IMG_0423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaja's doctor said skiing is one of the best activities she could do to help with her muscle tightness. So when Andrea came to visit David pulled out skis and boots and off we went to a nearby school that has a pretty good sized hill for practicing. Kaja loved the speed but didn't like to do it herself. She liked grandpa to hold her and go fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0wEOgqXYI/AAAAAAAABTc/ZuysU206zQA/s1600-h/IMG_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313455984539753858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0wEOgqXYI/AAAAAAAABTc/ZuysU206zQA/s320/IMG_0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids are having a "rootbeer" party. The best and safest place is on the floor. It makes clean up relatively easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0vvbBngkI/AAAAAAAABTU/XkWZ8wHZNo0/s1600-h/IMG_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313455627121951298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0vvbBngkI/AAAAAAAABTU/XkWZ8wHZNo0/s320/IMG_0449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cookies and rootbeer, doesn't get much better. Unless, you're more of an adult and diet coke and chocolate is what hits the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0vbZkJGqI/AAAAAAAABTM/-165uHLt1rE/s1600-h/IMG_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313455283132504738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0vbZkJGqI/AAAAAAAABTM/-165uHLt1rE/s320/IMG_0439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Emily can't miss out on the party! She gets milk and cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0vKQmk3ZI/AAAAAAAABTE/OotAaRRnMBA/s1600-h/IMG_0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313454988669017490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0vKQmk3ZI/AAAAAAAABTE/OotAaRRnMBA/s320/IMG_0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids really enjoyed the home movies of Lake Powell. It may not have been a good idea to show them though, they are bugging us to go NOW to the lake and ride the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0u4EFLIDI/AAAAAAAABS8/L2Tw1n5svV4/s1600-h/IMG_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313454676070047794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0u4EFLIDI/AAAAAAAABS8/L2Tw1n5svV4/s320/IMG_0450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon made us nervous climbing up the playhouse. He's not known for stability when climbing, but he's happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0upkAIuAI/AAAAAAAABS0/zVc0h6mX7OY/s1600-h/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313454426940815362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0upkAIuAI/AAAAAAAABS0/zVc0h6mX7OY/s320/IMG_0461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja loves to smile for the camera and Jayce is always demur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0uUHRvaMI/AAAAAAAABSs/eFPLk1Mxo_A/s1600-h/IMG_0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313454058452773058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0uUHRvaMI/AAAAAAAABSs/eFPLk1Mxo_A/s320/IMG_0472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily found the 'tupperware' cupboard and pulled them all out. Isn't it funny how you can have such great toys in the other room and they want the kitchen and the drawers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0t2uHnOPI/AAAAAAAABSk/UK01KkGBmfQ/s1600-h/IMG_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313453553483200754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0t2uHnOPI/AAAAAAAABSk/UK01KkGBmfQ/s320/IMG_0443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had Leslie's kids for a couple of days while she and Jared played in Florida. They were in the sun and we were cold and still had snow. The girls really wanted to go outside. I said no at first, but they just kept buggin me and I caved. They really liked to wear the old jackets grandma has and I wrapped my big scarfs around their necks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0tmtkRCVI/AAAAAAAABSc/WMhu60IQbRY/s1600-h/IMG_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313453278457039186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0tmtkRCVI/AAAAAAAABSc/WMhu60IQbRY/s320/IMG_0457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see Jayce's little red face. The scarfs were long enough I could wrap their necks and heads up. They look like little 'sheik" princesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0tUVIwkEI/AAAAAAAABSU/8mFZkE_QOZU/s1600-h/IMG_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313452962661568578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0tUVIwkEI/AAAAAAAABSU/8mFZkE_QOZU/s320/IMG_0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaycelyn really doesn't care for the camera. Kylee does!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0tDM_zRwI/AAAAAAAABSM/HPhQX1OFMHc/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313452668418737922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0tDM_zRwI/AAAAAAAABSM/HPhQX1OFMHc/s320/IMG_0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure what Kylee is doing! The sweater she's wearing. I knitted for Leslie when she was 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0syhgy0YI/AAAAAAAABSE/xptN6xYrMoE/s1600-h/IMG_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313452381868052866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0syhgy0YI/AAAAAAAABSE/xptN6xYrMoE/s320/IMG_0469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This jacket was David's when he was a boy. My kids wore them and now our grandkids are wearing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0skT6QavI/AAAAAAAABR8/vc1pNT8kRnk/s1600-h/IMG_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313452137698585330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0skT6QavI/AAAAAAAABR8/vc1pNT8kRnk/s320/IMG_0471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Emily playing with the plastic bowls and keeping warm inside while the big girls played outside in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0sUYsePxI/AAAAAAAABR0/q-Wx5Shn2iM/s1600-h/IMG_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313451864105041682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0sUYsePxI/AAAAAAAABR0/q-Wx5Shn2iM/s320/IMG_0475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrea and the kids came over to keep us company and hang out. As you can see they all get into the Guitar Hero thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0sFGqDdzI/AAAAAAAABRs/UJ11dcVnI-w/s1600-h/IMG_0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313451601565022002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0sFGqDdzI/AAAAAAAABRs/UJ11dcVnI-w/s320/IMG_0476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja has her own special way of holding the guitar. She gets pretty serious about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0r1v6o0oI/AAAAAAAABRk/Qh5YWUNZAaE/s1600-h/IMG_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313451337762525826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0r1v6o0oI/AAAAAAAABRk/Qh5YWUNZAaE/s320/IMG_0477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then there's Andrea who can play it cross legged and sitting down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0riL3wIhI/AAAAAAAABRc/jWrt2C992W8/s1600-h/IMG_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313451001669231122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0riL3wIhI/AAAAAAAABRc/jWrt2C992W8/s320/IMG_0479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past weekend David and I went to St. George. He had some business meetings so I took my sewing machine to make the grandkids pillowcases for St. Patricks Day. Hey - so it's wierd! I had a great time and did just what I wanted and finished my project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0rU6aOIVI/AAAAAAAABRU/DvPGHvILiPU/s1600-h/IMG_0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313450773643665746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0rU6aOIVI/AAAAAAAABRU/DvPGHvILiPU/s320/IMG_0482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the finished projects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0rEr_6QGI/AAAAAAAABRM/5oDi3KYQJ24/s1600-h/IMG_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313450494897307746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0rEr_6QGI/AAAAAAAABRM/5oDi3KYQJ24/s320/IMG_0480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had the whole set up going. I had an ironing board, my cutting board and my sewing machine! Great fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0qvfiCZ4I/AAAAAAAABRE/gu3iSPISQO8/s1600-h/IMG_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313450130773534594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0qvfiCZ4I/AAAAAAAABRE/gu3iSPISQO8/s320/IMG_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture of the finished pillowcases. When I was at the store getting the material a lady asked me what I was going to sew. When I told her I was making them for the grandkids, she told me she had 57 grandkids!!! I was amazed, and a little sad. I don't think I could do this for 57 grandkids. This may be my first and last year of making pillowcases. Then I thought a little later about it . .  I don't think I will get close to 57 grandkids!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;Well, that's been my life for the last couple of weeks! I love it! My kids joke with us about getting what they want. All they need to do is tell David and I that the grandkids would really like, let's say for example: a swimming pool, and we, David and I, would go right out and get it! As I look over these pictures and my life right now, maybe they aren't so far from the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope my kids know that we love them very much and will do what we can for them. We support them in their efforts now as they make a good life for their families and do the right things. We are blessed to have such great people as our children and their spouses. They bring joy and happiness to our lives every day!&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-1598157583351722063?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/1598157583351722063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=1598157583351722063&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1598157583351722063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1598157583351722063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-all-about-grandkids.html' title='IT&apos;S ALL ABOUT THE GRANDKIDS'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/Sb0wnFwzcfI/AAAAAAAABTk/FWz2pdVjhhk/s72-c/IMG_0423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-5202729335432465666</id><published>2009-01-26T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T09:51:11.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CALENDARS</title><content type='html'>I love doing the Family Calendars, but 6 of them!!! What am I thinking. I hear I can go online and do them. When I mentioned that to the kids, they said "Your's are so much better because they are 3 dimensional." I am flattered. I know the kids love them, and so do I. Well, we will see what next year brings. So, here for your viewing pleasure is our calendar. I'm sorry the pictures are pretty blurry, but you will get an idea of what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX31hcRxS5I/AAAAAAAABQQ/EG5gXcVSnsg/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295658691732786066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX31hcRxS5I/AAAAAAAABQQ/EG5gXcVSnsg/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I started January off with me and David and OF COURSE the grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX31UydkJZI/AAAAAAAABQI/thJwbWEIv6c/s1600-h/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295658474349536658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX31UydkJZI/AAAAAAAABQI/thJwbWEIv6c/s320/IMG_0371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then there is February and Valentine's day with all the couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX31IG6o3FI/AAAAAAAABQA/e8hetucDm20/s1600-h/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295658256501890130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX31IG6o3FI/AAAAAAAABQA/e8hetucDm20/s320/IMG_0375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; March brings kite flying and grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX307BHkgSI/AAAAAAAABP4/DWSuJ5QNOyo/s1600-h/IMG_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295658031607218466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX307BHkgSI/AAAAAAAABP4/DWSuJ5QNOyo/s320/IMG_0376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; April is Easter with egg hunts and grandkids. It also brings an additional grand child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX30tgOMNZI/AAAAAAAABPw/98-hEIj_-F0/s1600-h/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295657799438316946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX30tgOMNZI/AAAAAAAABPw/98-hEIj_-F0/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May is Mother's Day, and here are my, very terrific,  kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX30ggXxwrI/AAAAAAAABPo/OtFx9u-_CG8/s1600-h/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295657576140227250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX30ggXxwrI/AAAAAAAABPo/OtFx9u-_CG8/s320/IMG_0378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; June brings fun with all the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX30TtHgnhI/AAAAAAAABPg/s9Trb5JFrn8/s1600-h/IMG_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295657356223356434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX30TtHgnhI/AAAAAAAABPg/s9Trb5JFrn8/s320/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; July is the 4th, and fun in the water with grandkids. And July will bring us another grand baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295657130418503330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX30Gj7b_qI/AAAAAAAABPY/6CuwPB8P20s/s320/IMG_0380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;August is our anniversary -34 of the best years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX3zDouspcI/AAAAAAAABPQ/EbEsAyUJQ6U/s1600-h/IMG_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295655980656010690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX3zDouspcI/AAAAAAAABPQ/EbEsAyUJQ6U/s320/IMG_0381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; September is more family fun outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX3y0xNoWWI/AAAAAAAABPI/V4yYoJeeFtw/s1600-h/IMG_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295655725235198306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX3y0xNoWWI/AAAAAAAABPI/V4yYoJeeFtw/s320/IMG_0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; October is one of my favorite months with Halloween and cookie decorating and costumes and grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX3yifdOnBI/AAAAAAAABPA/yV1c3IEtRUc/s1600-h/IMG_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295655411231136786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX3yifdOnBI/AAAAAAAABPA/yV1c3IEtRUc/s320/IMG_0383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; November is David's birthday and fun with the grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX3xtOmJDFI/AAAAAAAABO4/zsO4xCSX6fc/s1600-h/IMG_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295654496172051538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX3xtOmJDFI/AAAAAAAABO4/zsO4xCSX6fc/s320/IMG_0384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YES, the grandkids. What would Christmas be like with their sweet little wishes and dreams that come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-5202729335432465666?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/5202729335432465666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=5202729335432465666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5202729335432465666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5202729335432465666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/01/calendars.html' title='CALENDARS'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SX31hcRxS5I/AAAAAAAABQQ/EG5gXcVSnsg/s72-c/IMG_0372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4658626354165445270</id><published>2009-01-14T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T08:52:15.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about the children</title><content type='html'>It has really been a while since I have done any blogging. A lot has come and gone. To be honest, I didn't take too many pictures; shame on me. I let Kevin and Nicole take my camera to Richfield because they had left their camera at home. And they only took about 10 pictures. Well, that's my poor excuse. But, I have no excuse for not blogging because I have just plain been lazy. Well, not really lazy just doing other things that kept me busy. I make calendars for the family every year (6 of them) with pictures and stickers and fun stuff. I can't ever seem to get them done in time for the 1st of January. I may take some pictures of my calendar and blog it later. It's a ton of fun, but a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;On with my pictures; It's all about the children. It most certainly is. Here are some fun pictures of my darling grand babies and some of my own darling children. My kids and David and the grand babies are the grandest part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4V9oyYgiI/AAAAAAAABMk/dxtqioFw7sI/s1600-h/IMG_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291190760871854626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4V9oyYgiI/AAAAAAAABMk/dxtqioFw7sI/s320/IMG_0289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce is a bit shy of the camera. The girls were wearing "crowns".  They can turn anything into a princess gala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4TzK0t7CI/AAAAAAAABMc/aKnAzRtO4o4/s1600-h/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291188382006635554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4TzK0t7CI/AAAAAAAABMc/aKnAzRtO4o4/s320/IMG_0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Kaja with her sweet face. She really does pose for the camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4TiNRPklI/AAAAAAAABMU/t3KbfFC9Ujc/s1600-h/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291188090605376082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4TiNRPklI/AAAAAAAABMU/t3KbfFC9Ujc/s320/IMG_0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, and little Emily likes to eat. I don't know whether to blame this on her or her mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4TVdnrVwI/AAAAAAAABMM/tpz1a0xstUc/s1600-h/IMG_0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291187871656138498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4TVdnrVwI/AAAAAAAABMM/tpz1a0xstUc/s320/IMG_0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, Leslie got in the fun of wearing garland. But, taking her own picture, she missed the whole crown thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4S6X8_fpI/AAAAAAAABL8/mCeYzD-ntRY/s1600-h/IMG_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291187406278459026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4S6X8_fpI/AAAAAAAABL8/mCeYzD-ntRY/s320/IMG_0288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylee started this whole "T - wa - wa" thing.  She lives for the princesses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4SNbpoD1I/AAAAAAAABL0/JGXsT6zqWhU/s1600-h/IMG_0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291186634176859986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4SNbpoD1I/AAAAAAAABL0/JGXsT6zqWhU/s320/IMG_0324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Kylee and Jaycelyn dancing and twirling in their new dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4R8Pih4uI/AAAAAAAABLs/ZKdJ5QjPuXM/s1600-h/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291186338868093666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4R8Pih4uI/AAAAAAAABLs/ZKdJ5QjPuXM/s320/IMG_0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon wears the goggles when they go sledding. It's really funny, because he doesn't mind wearing them - anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4RubYtv8I/AAAAAAAABLk/gQ6c0ClieYU/s1600-h/IMGP3255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291186101529984962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4RubYtv8I/AAAAAAAABLk/gQ6c0ClieYU/s320/IMGP3255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Much to his parent's chagrin, Jaxon pulls the chairs over to the counter to get to the "real" good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4RaSbWclI/AAAAAAAABLc/p5pyFH9HYEc/s1600-h/IMGP3244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291185755527737938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4RaSbWclI/AAAAAAAABLc/p5pyFH9HYEc/s320/IMGP3244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time at grandma's and grandpa's. It's so neat to be with everyone. I know that's only 4 people, but they're  the best! Whoops! It's just plain hard to get everyone in the camera lense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4Q8XK1EKI/AAAAAAAABLU/j3dgfksUn4E/s1600-h/IMG_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291185241404543138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4Q8XK1EKI/AAAAAAAABLU/j3dgfksUn4E/s320/IMG_0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No really, here are the best of all the best! From the left - Emily, will be 1 on Saturday the 24th of Jan; then Kylee who is 4, Kaja is 4, Jaycelyn is 2 and Jaxon will be 2 in May. And to add to the "bestness", we are expecting 2 more grand babies this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been very blessed and are grateful to our Heavenly Father for all good things that come to us.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-4658626354165445270?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4658626354165445270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4658626354165445270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4658626354165445270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4658626354165445270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-all-about-children.html' title='It&apos;s all about the children'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SW4V9oyYgiI/AAAAAAAABMk/dxtqioFw7sI/s72-c/IMG_0289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-5878508167309878384</id><published>2008-12-08T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:08:03.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Road Trip</title><content type='html'>David and I went on a little road trip on Friday after Thanksgiving. We found we had a little time so we went off to enjoy some scenic Utah. Now - I'm still a 'blogging novice" because I am starting with out end of trip. Whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2YF03kiGI/AAAAAAAABLM/wEzObJ7EcFA/s1600-h/IMG_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277541564206581858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2YF03kiGI/AAAAAAAABLM/wEzObJ7EcFA/s320/IMG_0262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we found some Christmas lights in Teasdale on our way home. It was really a quaint little part of Utah with some beautiful landscape. Here they put lights in the over hanging trees. Imagine what they look like with snow on them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2XoU8JR-I/AAAAAAAABLE/NDQ--PnsKxo/s1600-h/IMG_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277541057419626466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2XoU8JR-I/AAAAAAAABLE/NDQ--PnsKxo/s320/IMG_0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We drove through the Natural Bridges National Park. There are 3 bridges, and we only hiked down to this one. It was shorter and easier. Some day we will have to go back and do them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2XXQECJ3I/AAAAAAAABK8/zSYDzTQJyOs/s1600-h/IMG_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277540764052760434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2XXQECJ3I/AAAAAAAABK8/zSYDzTQJyOs/s320/IMG_0242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These Indian ruins are just off the road. It's almost like a rest stop, but with some interesting views. David of course had to get down in and check it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2XGPbdL6I/AAAAAAAABK0/c9wINUeGiHA/s1600-h/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277540471824789410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2XGPbdL6I/AAAAAAAABK0/c9wINUeGiHA/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stayed our last night in Monticello and took pictures of the Temple there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2W1Zul91I/AAAAAAAABKs/ZdoFhW7d6_E/s1600-h/IMG_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277540182531635026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2W1Zul91I/AAAAAAAABKs/ZdoFhW7d6_E/s320/IMG_0233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are in Canyonlands. David got a real bad case of nostalgia and walked up Elephant Hill. We once did this scary ride with his parents. I can't believe we did it. I would not do it now and would not want my kids to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2WPbxFJiI/AAAAAAAABKk/VChl4LrOXIM/s1600-h/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277539530243909154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2WPbxFJiI/AAAAAAAABKk/VChl4LrOXIM/s320/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a room, they called it a home, where several people were allowed, by the government, to reside. They dug a whole in the rock! Not so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2UIu_BfOI/AAAAAAAABKU/f8wpr_MMTys/s1600-h/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277537216120323298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2UIu_BfOI/AAAAAAAABKU/f8wpr_MMTys/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are at a look out in Canyonlands. We even took a hike where we had to follow the cairns (small rock piles to tell you the direction) to stay on the path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2T2cR6_oI/AAAAAAAABKM/vo5InVhgPNw/s1600-h/IMG_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277536901861670530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2T2cR6_oI/AAAAAAAABKM/vo5InVhgPNw/s320/IMG_0200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our first excursion on the trip. We went to Dead Horse Point. The weather was quite cold, but it was so fun to be there in a different time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2TsN1MoLI/AAAAAAAABKE/fTEReFzSDzM/s1600-h/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277536726184403122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2TsN1MoLI/AAAAAAAABKE/fTEReFzSDzM/s320/IMG_0196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had so much fun doing this, just the two of us. Although, we said several times how much the kids would have loved this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-5878508167309878384?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/5878508167309878384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=5878508167309878384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5878508167309878384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5878508167309878384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-road-trip.html' title='Our Road Trip'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2YF03kiGI/AAAAAAAABLM/wEzObJ7EcFA/s72-c/IMG_0262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-676900289964309823</id><published>2008-12-08T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:36:42.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Whoa! I didn't get a whole lot of pictures at our Thanksgiving dinner. Here are a few of the family eating and hanging out. It was a good time. We had 18 people here at our house for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2SMzckUyI/AAAAAAAABJ8/R5We6f0KX_w/s1600-h/IMG_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277535087014204194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2SMzckUyI/AAAAAAAABJ8/R5We6f0KX_w/s320/IMG_0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some of the girls eating and contemplating and eating and talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2SBd1J5EI/AAAAAAAABJ0/VOBfUZ88ZWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277534892233188418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2SBd1J5EI/AAAAAAAABJ0/VOBfUZ88ZWQ/s320/IMG_0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a lot of WII action afterward. My grandma and mom used to make us walk around the block. Now we just drive and do a bit of bowling and tennis! It was still great fun, not too much of a work out, but who wants to work out on Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2R2STaJGI/AAAAAAAABJs/_Ap-MkaQ_Dk/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277534700160296034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2R2STaJGI/AAAAAAAABJs/_Ap-MkaQ_Dk/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja loved the traditional shrimp cocktail. It's really funny when you know her parents don't like fish of any kind! Oh, they like to go fishing, but not to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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/7340507510451763720-676900289964309823?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/676900289964309823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=676900289964309823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/676900289964309823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/676900289964309823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/ST2SMzckUyI/AAAAAAAABJ8/R5We6f0KX_w/s72-c/IMG_0181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4622220273294353821</id><published>2008-11-26T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:00:08.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY THANKSGIVING</title><content type='html'>I thought I would tell everyone Happy Thanksgiving. Then I had a great idea to go back . . . way back and share some photos of Thanksgivings in the past. I have such great memories of being with my family at Thanksgiving time. It was a big day, and a full day of love and laughter. I hope that all of you who read this will have that same kind of day tomorrow and make sweet memories for your kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3hA6QJvvI/AAAAAAAABJc/AWc7SuFDQjM/s1600-h/scan0672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273118144473972466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3hA6QJvvI/AAAAAAAABJc/AWc7SuFDQjM/s320/scan0672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me at the counter helping my mom make her famous, delicious rolls. I can almost make them like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3g24erpRI/AAAAAAAABJU/63jXTAdLTfY/s1600-h/scan0640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273117972199351570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3g24erpRI/AAAAAAAABJU/63jXTAdLTfY/s320/scan0640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whoa - look at mom! She's taking a sneak bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3gpn4ffBI/AAAAAAAABJM/malN6bRUZwY/s1600-h/scan0639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273117744405904402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3gpn4ffBI/AAAAAAAABJM/malN6bRUZwY/s320/scan0639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me and my mom and brothers with Nana at her home after the big meal. She always made us walk around the block before we could have pie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3gYk27QCI/AAAAAAAABJE/czDlT7TUr68/s1600-h/scan0638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273117451536252962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3gYk27QCI/AAAAAAAABJE/czDlT7TUr68/s320/scan0638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are my brothers with Nana ready to dig in!! Nana was my dad's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3gJYu6CMI/AAAAAAAABI8/krAFYDGWY9g/s1600-h/scan0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273117190583355586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3gJYu6CMI/AAAAAAAABI8/krAFYDGWY9g/s320/scan0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is little ol' me gnawing on the leg. Can't do that anymore. It's all white for this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3f9gn0gnI/AAAAAAAABI0/1W7s6xDSM2o/s1600-h/scan0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273116986542686834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3f9gn0gnI/AAAAAAAABI0/1W7s6xDSM2o/s320/scan0372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's my mom encouraging my brother to eat all his food. Which was really not hard to do. He had quite a good appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, Happy Thanksgiving to all my good friends. I love you. Denise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7340507510451763720-4622220273294353821?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4622220273294353821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4622220273294353821&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4622220273294353821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4622220273294353821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='HAPPY THANKSGIVING'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SS3hA6QJvvI/AAAAAAAABJc/AWc7SuFDQjM/s72-c/scan0672.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-2923601627844421413</id><published>2008-11-21T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:31:49.416-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS FOR LISTENING'/><title type='text'>ONE OF THOSE DAYS . . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Have you ever had one of those days;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You just can't move fast enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Too many things to do and you don't know where to start - so you don't start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just like to think &amp;amp; think &amp;amp; think &amp;amp; think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Things just don't get done like you had planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ya just can't get going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, that's my day. To be honest it's been my last few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thanks for listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-2923601627844421413?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/2923601627844421413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=2923601627844421413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2923601627844421413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2923601627844421413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-of-those-days.html' title='ONE OF THOSE DAYS . . . .'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-3479404896363747003</id><published>2008-11-06T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:09:39.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Accordion</title><content type='html'>Tyler and Christine came over the other night for dinner. That's always fun in and of itself, but this night was special. Tyler and I went downstairs to find a box and Tyler found his dad's accordion. He lugged it upstairs, it is very heavy. But no matter how we begged David would not play for us. He just sat on the couch with his socks on backwards! (You had to be there!) So, anywho - Tyler entertained us instead. It was downright tear makin' music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SROhwgQxxyI/AAAAAAAABIs/gX99Fu0Ru3w/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265730243992340258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SROhwgQxxyI/AAAAAAAABIs/gX99Fu0Ru3w/s320/IMG_0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SROhoa3le9I/AAAAAAAABIk/dB3Juck3rYU/s1600-h/IMG_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265730105105546194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SROhoa3le9I/AAAAAAAABIk/dB3Juck3rYU/s320/IMG_0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SROheku-b5I/AAAAAAAABIc/qd4W1GZlpv8/s1600-h/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265729935955095442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SROheku-b5I/AAAAAAAABIc/qd4W1GZlpv8/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David took lessons many years ago. He doesn't pull the instrument out very often, well never would be a better word. This might be due to the fact that the first time he pulled it out, Leslie and Andrea were 3 and 2 years old. When he sat down, put it on his lap and began to play - the girls started crying and not because they loved it! I think David was just as surprised at their reaction and they were to what he was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7340507510451763720-3479404896363747003?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/3479404896363747003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=3479404896363747003&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3479404896363747003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3479404896363747003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/11/accordion.html' title='The Accordion'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SROhwgQxxyI/AAAAAAAABIs/gX99Fu0Ru3w/s72-c/IMG_0166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-5606479084949545936</id><published>2008-11-03T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:02:30.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great fun and times with the kids!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday most of the family were able to come to dinner. We missed Leslie and hers, Kevin and Nicole and David! (David went to the Sunday Fireside at the Marriott Center).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ86j-QAwdI/AAAAAAAABIU/PMGKdtLyI6U/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264490879099388370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ86j-QAwdI/AAAAAAAABIU/PMGKdtLyI6U/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler's helping Kaja fly like Tinkerbell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ86X_ME0sI/AAAAAAAABIM/JISq5n-sRyk/s1600-h/IMG_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264490673192882882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ86X_ME0sI/AAAAAAAABIM/JISq5n-sRyk/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here Jaxon's flying like Spiderman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ86Jc6tvdI/AAAAAAAABIE/Ef01-b2sMFs/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264490423475092946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ86Jc6tvdI/AAAAAAAABIE/Ef01-b2sMFs/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday night we tended Leslie and Jared's girls so they could go to a JAZZ game! Grandpa was a great help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ850W3d-KI/AAAAAAAABH8/LmTF2hVNkNs/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264490061073610914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ850W3d-KI/AAAAAAAABH8/LmTF2hVNkNs/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrea and the kids came over one night for dinner and games.  Andrea's doing the WII fit thing and Jax and Kaja were standing on cookie sheets and driving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ85SSfG3yI/AAAAAAAABH0/81HrLMQZ9gs/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264489475782139682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ85SSfG3yI/AAAAAAAABH0/81HrLMQZ9gs/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are my little trick or treaters! Leslie brought her girls to the office to trick or treat and then they went with Jared to a NuSkin party.  Here Kylee is showing off her Fairy Princess wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ847sw-wxI/AAAAAAAABHs/aMlrIyX6Uuc/s1600-h/IMGP3233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264489087699436306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ847sw-wxI/AAAAAAAABHs/aMlrIyX6Uuc/s320/IMGP3233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to see the grandkids. Here is Jaycelyn as a spunky little fairy! Don't you love the headband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ84jKcay_I/AAAAAAAABHk/SADTlcm0jEw/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264488666169527282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ84jKcay_I/AAAAAAAABHk/SADTlcm0jEw/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily gets in the 'spirit'. She curls her tongue. Something her grandma can't do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ8HLcZCVaI/AAAAAAAABHc/9BIih0IzhXg/s1600-h/IMGP3225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264434382600557986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ8HLcZCVaI/AAAAAAAABHc/9BIih0IzhXg/s320/IMGP3225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We zipped over to Springville too. Here are Kaja and Jax testing out the candy in the back of the van. Andrea and Paul's ward do "trunk or treat". It was really quite organized and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ8G5LJap6I/AAAAAAAABHU/DAUc1TyZQmg/s1600-h/IMGP3218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264434068733994914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ8G5LJap6I/AAAAAAAABHU/DAUc1TyZQmg/s320/IMGP3218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon was Spiderman (with a gut)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ8GqdLJFHI/AAAAAAAABHM/O5DvRojZRCk/s1600-h/IMGP3217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264433815875032178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ8GqdLJFHI/AAAAAAAABHM/O5DvRojZRCk/s320/IMGP3217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja's always got a cheesy smile for the camera. She was the cutest Super Gril ever. Yes, I spelled it right, according to Kaja's pronunciation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-5606479084949545936?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/5606479084949545936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=5606479084949545936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5606479084949545936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5606479084949545936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-fun-and-times-with-kids.html' title='Great fun and times with the kids!!'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQ86j-QAwdI/AAAAAAAABIU/PMGKdtLyI6U/s72-c/IMG_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-5573725950593273872</id><published>2008-10-28T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:41:11.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>We had some fun last night. We had our FHE pumpkin carving last night and it was fun. Leslie and I cleaned the pumpkins out earlier in the day, to make the carving a little quicker. It was a good idea.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQcw5nHTnOI/AAAAAAAABHE/oWNfIWS1lOI/s1600-h/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262228455916018914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQcw5nHTnOI/AAAAAAAABHE/oWNfIWS1lOI/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, we didn't clean out Tyler and Christine's pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQcwXYHbIOI/AAAAAAAABG8/dCGnXDSeXl4/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262227867774427362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQcwXYHbIOI/AAAAAAAABG8/dCGnXDSeXl4/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily enjoyed some time without everyone grabbing at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQcv2ZhaJkI/AAAAAAAABG0/sq0be8UXHIg/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262227301216167490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQcv2ZhaJkI/AAAAAAAABG0/sq0be8UXHIg/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler and Christine got pretty serious about the whole carving thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQcvYzQijHI/AAAAAAAABGs/trAEqx8WSQM/s1600-h/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262226792728661106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQcvYzQijHI/AAAAAAAABGs/trAEqx8WSQM/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leslie gave Jared the "easy" one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQcu62ATTgI/AAAAAAAABGk/bokx9u_4UGk/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262226278069784066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQcu62ATTgI/AAAAAAAABGk/bokx9u_4UGk/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everybody got into the fun! (Once they got over the slimey stuff!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whoops I did it again. I forgot to take the after shots of our pumpkins!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-5573725950593273872?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/5573725950593273872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=5573725950593273872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5573725950593273872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5573725950593273872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQcw5nHTnOI/AAAAAAAABHE/oWNfIWS1lOI/s72-c/IMG_0090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-3631742750156335101</id><published>2008-10-25T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:06:33.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't the Fall fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I had the best time ever yesterday with my daughters and my grandkids. And they are GRAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNgCoPhUwI/AAAAAAAABGU/GDVN9r9yma0/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNgCoPhUwI/AAAAAAAABGU/GDVN9r9yma0/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261154387977392898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNgCoPhUwI/AAAAAAAABGU/GDVN9r9yma0/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here's our annual Halloween Picture with all the kids. What you really miss is Leslie jumping up and down and screaming - trying to get them to focus on the camera and smile at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNfcxAdUWI/AAAAAAAABGM/jE1_oKEE_IM/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261153737495105890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNfcxAdUWI/AAAAAAAABGM/jE1_oKEE_IM/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids played so well together. They really love being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNe8rPxQYI/AAAAAAAABGE/q8r5klxd5Hg/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261153186192900482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNe8rPxQYI/AAAAAAAABGE/q8r5klxd5Hg/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja and Kylee are looking at magazines and deciding what they want for Christmas or whatever they can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNeUqzjg4I/AAAAAAAABF8/YQF_Cl-IKFo/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261152498879792002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNeUqzjg4I/AAAAAAAABF8/YQF_Cl-IKFo/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce's watching the big girls frosting cookies and then eats them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNd26Y3GiI/AAAAAAAABF0/bLMZJkrZmMw/s1600-h/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261151987666721314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNd26Y3GiI/AAAAAAAABF0/bLMZJkrZmMw/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon's ready for another cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNdcV6STvI/AAAAAAAABFs/IiTvP5c1e9A/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261151531198205682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNdcV6STvI/AAAAAAAABFs/IiTvP5c1e9A/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylee and Kaja liked frosting cookies. But their idea is a bit different than grandma's. In their mind when they frosted the first cookie they ate it, then frosted another and ate that one and so on and so on. They didn't get that we just frost all cookies and share them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNc7TwWT1I/AAAAAAAABFk/nq8wEsYVWVo/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261150963683970898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNc7TwWT1I/AAAAAAAABFk/nq8wEsYVWVo/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After all the fun at grandma's we went to Jaker's Pumpkin Patch and played in the maze and picked out some great pumpkins to take home. Here's Kylee on top of a bale of hay and considering the maze and how to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNciT3WPwI/AAAAAAAABFc/xC7J-1_Nhqs/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261150534216597250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNciT3WPwI/AAAAAAAABFc/xC7J-1_Nhqs/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon ran around and around and around and around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNcCZw6AMI/AAAAAAAABFU/EttW6OqFpKM/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261149986044379330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNcCZw6AMI/AAAAAAAABFU/EttW6OqFpKM/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce walked around and was way cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNbYw3BhOI/AAAAAAAABFM/MDF5_mMewzE/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261149270689547490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNbYw3BhOI/AAAAAAAABFM/MDF5_mMewzE/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja like climbing on the bales and getting off "all by herself". Tyler got in on the fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNaOwkG8MI/AAAAAAAABE8/S8WtgZAHQMM/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261147999299891394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNaOwkG8MI/AAAAAAAABE8/S8WtgZAHQMM/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler and Christine and Emily went clear out in the field to cut their pumpkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm going to have to do this every year, but I think Grandpa should come and enjoy the time with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-3631742750156335101?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/3631742750156335101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=3631742750156335101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3631742750156335101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3631742750156335101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/10/isnt-fall-fun.html' title='Isn&apos;t the Fall fun!'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SQNgCoPhUwI/AAAAAAAABGU/GDVN9r9yma0/s72-c/IMG_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-766551941351002338</id><published>2008-10-21T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:18:32.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kylee</title><content type='html'>What a sweet precious little girl our Kylee is. She certainly is our little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP4cvNnm8fI/AAAAAAAAA34/eurNfwMTxds/s1600-h/IMG_1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259673012250538482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP4cvNnm8fI/AAAAAAAAA34/eurNfwMTxds/s320/IMG_1088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP4b8auogDI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Qw_jam3lnXM/s1600-h/IMGP1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259672139596333106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP4b8auogDI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Qw_jam3lnXM/s320/IMGP1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP4bbAL2gMI/AAAAAAAAA3o/IBrX8gCmmrk/s1600-h/IMGP2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259671565535445186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP4bbAL2gMI/AAAAAAAAA3o/IBrX8gCmmrk/s320/IMGP2031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259670858834245730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP4ax3hJ-GI/AAAAAAAAA3g/oSkTazpVaQw/s320/Kylee+by+lamppost.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP4aMbwIiVI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/gqUpsRLTiVQ/s1600-h/sleeping+beauty.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259670215725713746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP4aMbwIiVI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/gqUpsRLTiVQ/s320/sleeping+beauty.gif" border="0" /&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/7340507510451763720-766551941351002338?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/766551941351002338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=766551941351002338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/766551941351002338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/766551941351002338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-kylee.html' title='Happy Birthday Kylee'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP4cvNnm8fI/AAAAAAAAA34/eurNfwMTxds/s72-c/IMG_1088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-6659372689247574269</id><published>2008-10-21T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:53:08.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE AUTUMN</title><content type='html'>I looked out my window and what did I see . . . oh, wrong season. I did look out my window and saw this beautiful tree. Some years it's just this beautiful, and others not so.  I think we've had some cooler temperatures for a longer period of time, usually we go right to winter. I've heard that the cool temperatures are what add to the color of our foliage. Anyway, enough - isn't it pretty. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP36H5eLxEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Joe1etukRSQ/s1600-h/IMG_2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259634953432056898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP36H5eLxEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Joe1etukRSQ/s320/IMG_2450.JPG" border="0" /&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/7340507510451763720-6659372689247574269?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/6659372689247574269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=6659372689247574269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6659372689247574269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6659372689247574269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-autumn.html' title='I LOVE AUTUMN'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SP36H5eLxEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Joe1etukRSQ/s72-c/IMG_2450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-1028342410129456251</id><published>2008-10-20T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:06:55.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jaycelyn, we love you.</title><content type='html'>Here are some of my favorite pictures of Jayce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzyjhzy0JI/AAAAAAAAA3I/2xyD-zhFbuc/s1600-h/IMGP3196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259345157046849682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzyjhzy0JI/AAAAAAAAA3I/2xyD-zhFbuc/s320/IMGP3196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzx_yIQxPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/VSPG6wONJqs/s1600-h/IMG_2147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259344542952375538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzx_yIQxPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/VSPG6wONJqs/s320/IMG_2147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzxDsq5LmI/AAAAAAAAA2w/vw1DKfIm-l4/s1600-h/IMG_1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259343510694866530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzxDsq5LmI/AAAAAAAAA2w/vw1DKfIm-l4/s320/IMG_1241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzwiCcm5tI/AAAAAAAAA2o/U6pHTnUsL8Q/s1600-h/IMGP2240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259342932424976082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzwiCcm5tI/AAAAAAAAA2o/U6pHTnUsL8Q/s320/IMGP2240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzwMZa6ZwI/AAAAAAAAA2g/AbyDLEblfvk/s1600-h/IMGP2243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259342560634758914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzwMZa6ZwI/AAAAAAAAA2g/AbyDLEblfvk/s320/IMGP2243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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/7340507510451763720-1028342410129456251?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/1028342410129456251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=1028342410129456251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1028342410129456251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1028342410129456251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-jaycelyn-we-love-you.html' title='Happy Birthday Jaycelyn, we love you.'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzyjhzy0JI/AAAAAAAAA3I/2xyD-zhFbuc/s72-c/IMGP3196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-1483984653180150096</id><published>2008-10-20T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:48:19.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've been a little busy</title><content type='html'>I know I'm not real great at blogging and it's been awhile since I last blogged. But, you know you get busy and find some other stuff that needs to be done. So some things get put on the back burner. That's how my blogging goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzrzLR1pmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/f3_v_qKL3hE/s1600-h/IMG_2435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259337729295361634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzrzLR1pmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/f3_v_qKL3hE/s320/IMG_2435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David and I went to St. George a couple of weeks ago for his business and my play. I just wanted to show you what he can do to a room and table with his "stuff".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzraB9ulDI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/2OaiL0ZphaI/s1600-h/IMG_2436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259337297298363442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzraB9ulDI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/2OaiL0ZphaI/s320/IMG_2436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And 2 briefcases full of files. This really isn't too bad, now that I see it in pictures. It is a lot of paperwork for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzq6gVfqUI/AAAAAAAAA2I/7pQKCjuqTwQ/s1600-h/IMG_2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259336755695298882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzq6gVfqUI/AAAAAAAAA2I/7pQKCjuqTwQ/s320/IMG_2442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday we went 4 wheeling. We are trying to get in as much outdoor play as we can before the weather turns bad. We went above Wasatch State Park. It wasn't the greatest ride of all, but it was fun to get out. Here David and Tyler took a rest under a Deer Valley ski run sign. I wonder what happens to the couch when the snow falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzqX0d03HI/AAAAAAAAA2A/bBEAUzZcLBs/s1600-h/IMG_2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259336159803530354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzqX0d03HI/AAAAAAAAA2A/bBEAUzZcLBs/s320/IMG_2441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice lookin' couch, huh? Better lookin' guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzpuiVDfxI/AAAAAAAAA14/ZMPrb9sXgZ8/s1600-h/IMG_2444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259335450560266002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzpuiVDfxI/AAAAAAAAA14/ZMPrb9sXgZ8/s320/IMG_2444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here we stopped and had some homemade, or 4 wheeler-made, ice cream. Tyler and Christine gave David an ice cream maker for the 4 wheeler. We mixed up 1/2 and 1/2, sugar and vanilla, put it in a jar surrounded by ice and salt, tied it to the rear of my machine and 60 minutes later, ICE CREAM. It was delicious. Tasted just like homemade from the machine at home. What a great invention, and what a great gift from Tyler and Christine. THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzmlonotdI/AAAAAAAAA1g/F-jiIynuZVk/s1600-h/IMG_2447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259331999095109074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzmlonotdI/AAAAAAAAA1g/F-jiIynuZVk/s320/IMG_2447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Butlers, our very good friends, gave us this picnic table for the grandkids. They loved it. Of course, they can't sit on both sides because they have to sit next to each other!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we have had a busy but wonderful couple of weeks.&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-1483984653180150096?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/1483984653180150096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=1483984653180150096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1483984653180150096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1483984653180150096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/10/weve-been-little-busy.html' title='We&apos;ve been a little busy'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SPzrzLR1pmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/f3_v_qKL3hE/s72-c/IMG_2435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-3638468071602690408</id><published>2008-10-06T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:59:06.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A great get-away and being home weekend</title><content type='html'>It has really been a long time since I have put something on my blog, so here's a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqyAsBfNeI/AAAAAAAAA1U/eDF8BdCCkFo/s1600-h/IMG_2432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254207640168248802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqyAsBfNeI/AAAAAAAAA1U/eDF8BdCCkFo/s320/IMG_2432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here the kids are getting "crazy" with Mario Carts on the WII. "WE" sure are having a great time with our new game. It brings the kids home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqxh7w3geI/AAAAAAAAA1M/fCL-i3XMC8k/s1600-h/IMG_2431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254207111817560546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqxh7w3geI/AAAAAAAAA1M/fCL-i3XMC8k/s320/IMG_2431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce saw grandpa tickling the big girls so she tickled Emily, our little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqw_MRcIoI/AAAAAAAAA1E/_TRjSKLeCos/s1600-h/IMG_2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254206514953724546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqw_MRcIoI/AAAAAAAAA1E/_TRjSKLeCos/s320/IMG_2430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David likes to get down with the kids and play. And they love him for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;David and I went to Strawberry on Friday afternoon and Kevin and Nicole followed later that night. David and I went fishing out on the boat when we got the trailer all set. It was cold and rainy and unsuccessful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqwoFs8sFI/AAAAAAAAA08/LUtordRCFac/s1600-h/IMG_2404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254206118053064786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqwoFs8sFI/AAAAAAAAA08/LUtordRCFac/s320/IMG_2404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nicole tried to get some school work in, grading papers is always what she loves to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqwNbj1KVI/AAAAAAAAA00/WuCAIAeXNoM/s1600-h/IMG_2405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254205660063934802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqwNbj1KVI/AAAAAAAAA00/WuCAIAeXNoM/s320/IMG_2405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin got in his "frog togs" to go out fishing with David on Saturday in the rain. It rained all day!!! But, it didn't stop the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqvtG_a2OI/AAAAAAAAA0s/MbXIptrUFLk/s1600-h/IMG_2416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254205104786692322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqvtG_a2OI/AAAAAAAAA0s/MbXIptrUFLk/s320/IMG_2416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We rode around on Sunday to listen to conference. David really doesn't like his picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of what we enjoyed while listening to conference. It was just beautiful. My pictures really can't describe how pretty the colors were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqvIs4dn2I/AAAAAAAAA0k/u6y4hp-VrE0/s1600-h/IMG_2423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254204479302901602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqvIs4dn2I/AAAAAAAAA0k/u6y4hp-VrE0/s320/IMG_2423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See the snow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOquupKsGqI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ZTtjTSiDMrY/s1600-h/IMG_2410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254204031629007522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOquupKsGqI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ZTtjTSiDMrY/s320/IMG_2410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOquS8D_0lI/AAAAAAAAA0U/yDbpl1B4b9s/s1600-h/IMG_2406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254203555664876114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOquS8D_0lI/AAAAAAAAA0U/yDbpl1B4b9s/s320/IMG_2406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqt9JHsFgI/AAAAAAAAA0M/VI6wz3omssw/s1600-h/IMG_2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254203181212898818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqt9JHsFgI/AAAAAAAAA0M/VI6wz3omssw/s320/IMG_2409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so blessed with all the Lord has given me and mine. What a wonderful world we live in. And to top it all off, I have a great family.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-3638468071602690408?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/3638468071602690408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=3638468071602690408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3638468071602690408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/3638468071602690408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-get-away-and-being-home-weekend.html' title='A great get-away and being home weekend'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SOqyAsBfNeI/AAAAAAAAA1U/eDF8BdCCkFo/s72-c/IMG_2432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4573087073357323956</id><published>2008-09-19T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:46:44.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY HOME EVENING</title><content type='html'>It was 'Ma and Pa's" turn to do the monthly FHE and David chose the activity of bike riding. Since most of us enjoy it! There was only one exemption from the group. Nicole had dance and couldn't make it. We missed her, and I know she missed us. ??&lt;br /&gt;We started at the mouth of the canyon and rode to Canyon Glen for a bar - b - q. It was a little chilly and not enough seats for little Emily, so Jared did the greatest dad job and kept Emily and drove the food.  Andrea also helped out with transportation and drove the transport vehicle for the bikes. She didn't ride, she is in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'family way'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and was not feeling so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQLQ8KYY0I/AAAAAAAAA0E/CXcBavSjmFk/s1600-h/IMGP3198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247831851448951618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQLQ8KYY0I/AAAAAAAAA0E/CXcBavSjmFk/s320/IMGP3198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea has not been feeling well the last few days. She doesn't like missing anything so she did come to enjoy the food (NOT) and company. Paul took the kids in the carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQLCe4uGZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Yn3qfmboRiU/s1600-h/IMGP3201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247831603072080274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQLCe4uGZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Yn3qfmboRiU/s320/IMGP3201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin and Leslie worked up an appetite for hot dogs. They are my two who follow in the tastes and enjoy a good dog every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQK0M52O7I/AAAAAAAAAz0/qOlXpcuR_M0/s1600-h/IMGP3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247831357726800818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQK0M52O7I/AAAAAAAAAz0/qOlXpcuR_M0/s320/IMGP3204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Jayce (what is she doing) and Kylee. It started getting dark pretty quickly so we had to get on the move.  Kylee took her applesauce and Jayce has her Oreo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQKnf5JTYI/AAAAAAAAAzs/EsjwGEy6sKs/s1600-h/IMGP3206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247831139485830530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQKnf5JTYI/AAAAAAAAAzs/EsjwGEy6sKs/s320/IMGP3206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon was getting tired, and just say "smile for the camera" and Kaja can put out the biggest grin. (I think maybe GP should get a carrier for GM.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQKX3HU_BI/AAAAAAAAAzk/U6h4vnEoV4s/s1600-h/IMGP3193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247830870841424914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQKX3HU_BI/AAAAAAAAAzk/U6h4vnEoV4s/s320/IMGP3193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And little Em is just happy sitting and having all of us around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247830621083018242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQKJUsSJAI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_PPi-6wm2yE/s320/IMGP3191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jared got stuck at the grill fixing the hot dogs. David watches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQJ8WXrhLI/AAAAAAAAAzU/77sCIjtmsxw/s1600-h/IMGP3189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247830398195172530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQJ8WXrhLI/AAAAAAAAAzU/77sCIjtmsxw/s320/IMGP3189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the kids waiting on their 'dogs'.&lt;br /&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;No picture of Tyler and Christine! They did do the ride with us, but turned around and went home to their studies. They are the two responsible members of the fam. Oh, Kevin too, he brought his school book thinking he might read while the food was cooking! Didn't happen, but he wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a real good time. We should have done it more. I&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/7340507510451763720-4573087073357323956?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4573087073357323956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4573087073357323956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4573087073357323956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4573087073357323956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-home-evening.html' title='FAMILY HOME EVENING'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SNQLQ8KYY0I/AAAAAAAAA0E/CXcBavSjmFk/s72-c/IMGP3198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-1455966382525784829</id><published>2008-09-08T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:50:53.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A GOOD WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>We had a very good weekend. We went fishing at Strawberry, we caught 2 fish, but had a good time. Sunday we had all the kids over, and grandma and grandpa, and Matt and Kerry and Makayla and Greg. Oh, and conference was so good. I love hearing from our Leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWbxod-8iI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ed_HEG5zMJU/s1600-h/IMG_2366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243768618121884194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWbxod-8iI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ed_HEG5zMJU/s320/IMG_2366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's dear ol' David enjoying his new little boat. He looks pretty serious about this fishing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWbe8RfYII/AAAAAAAAAzE/8b59Pqk8Z5U/s1600-h/IMG_2365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243768297020678274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWbe8RfYII/AAAAAAAAAzE/8b59Pqk8Z5U/s320/IMG_2365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christine enjoyed it more than she thought she would. We sat up in the front, covered ourselves with blankets and caught up on all the gossip from the TV Guide. I finally finished Harry Potter #3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWbGuUohNI/AAAAAAAAAy8/3NZ_aSgKioc/s1600-h/IMG_2371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243767880958903506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWbGuUohNI/AAAAAAAAAy8/3NZ_aSgKioc/s320/IMG_2371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler taking a snooze. He caught the one fish we got to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWaxbWd5tI/AAAAAAAAAy0/A6_yHw1Oy9w/s1600-h/IMG_2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243767515089069778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWaxbWd5tI/AAAAAAAAAy0/A6_yHw1Oy9w/s320/IMG_2369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin's enjoying the relaxation of watching and waiting for the fish to take the hook. Kevin did catch the first fish of the day, but the wrong size, color, and all that nonsense, so we had to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWaYO4mTWI/AAAAAAAAAys/PX3D6wASwjQ/s1600-h/IMG_2395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243767082245836130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWaYO4mTWI/AAAAAAAAAys/PX3D6wASwjQ/s320/IMG_2395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday all the kids came over. What a crazy house we had. Here the girls are taking a trip on GM's scooter. Kaja is saying "WHEEEE". (The big kids are in the house playing "WII". Hahahaha, aren't I funny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWaAmB3XRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/RRxJweKyncQ/s1600-h/IMG_2384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243766676141858066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWaAmB3XRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/RRxJweKyncQ/s320/IMG_2384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon didn't like the very back, but he liked to ride. Jaycelyn likes to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWZj-GhT1I/AAAAAAAAAyc/KeGcmA6xXik/s1600-h/IMG_2379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243766184387628882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWZj-GhT1I/AAAAAAAAAyc/KeGcmA6xXik/s320/IMG_2379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They flew to Grandma Judy's house and they flew from airport to airport. That's what they told us. This is the only way the kids will ride the scooter. The minute the engine comes on they are in the house bawling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-1455966382525784829?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/1455966382525784829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=1455966382525784829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1455966382525784829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1455966382525784829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-weekend.html' title='A GOOD WEEKEND'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMWbxod-8iI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ed_HEG5zMJU/s72-c/IMG_2366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4356155562928105189</id><published>2008-09-04T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:25:02.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Andrea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBQvWA-FHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/uJYzlk1mkiA/s1600-h/scan0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242278740552979570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBQvWA-FHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/uJYzlk1mkiA/s320/scan0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Andrea with Grandma Maureen. She's 10 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBPvzRhsAI/AAAAAAAAAyE/PYh7ZgsaU-Y/s1600-h/scan0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242277648895422466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBPvzRhsAI/AAAAAAAAAyE/PYh7ZgsaU-Y/s320/scan0812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now with Grandpa Paul. she's probably 3 or 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBPP_s8I3I/AAAAAAAAAx8/ycYSMocUYn0/s1600-h/scan0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242277102475813746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBPP_s8I3I/AAAAAAAAAx8/ycYSMocUYn0/s320/scan0377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; People think we kid about her lack of hair until she was 3 years old. Here she is about 1 and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBOcPV92MI/AAAAAAAAAx0/3FF0WsmJ03k/s1600-h/scan0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242276213321226434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBOcPV92MI/AAAAAAAAAx0/3FF0WsmJ03k/s320/scan0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrea's about 3 here at her Uncle Rob's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBOORLd7dI/AAAAAAAAAxs/lU-Eiu7MVv0/s1600-h/scan0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242275973295893970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBOORLd7dI/AAAAAAAAAxs/lU-Eiu7MVv0/s320/scan0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how great her hair is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBOBYkc_kI/AAAAAAAAAxk/DBQjh0bQpS4/s1600-h/scan0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242275751941439042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBOBYkc_kI/AAAAAAAAAxk/DBQjh0bQpS4/s320/scan0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even when her hair came in we were always asked if she were a girl or boy. We had this t shirt made up so they would stop asking. Why didn't we do it in PINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBN2bAgf4I/AAAAAAAAAxc/vTgnrGYzveQ/s1600-h/scan0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242275563617419138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBN2bAgf4I/AAAAAAAAAxc/vTgnrGYzveQ/s320/scan0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little dancer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBNnwav6rI/AAAAAAAAAxU/0o1uK_QM8Kc/s1600-h/scan0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242275311666588338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBNnwav6rI/AAAAAAAAAxU/0o1uK_QM8Kc/s320/scan0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrea liked cowboys and their stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I'd put up some pictures of Andrea on her birthday.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-4356155562928105189?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4356155562928105189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4356155562928105189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4356155562928105189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4356155562928105189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-andrea.html' title='Happy Birthday Andrea'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SMBQvWA-FHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/uJYzlk1mkiA/s72-c/scan0418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-6609102638993074630</id><published>2008-09-03T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:54:44.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am just going through pictures again and here is one of Andrea washing her hair at Lake Powell. Scrub A Dub Dub. Look at that belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SL8pecEfXNI/AAAAAAAAAw8/eh0G4CuDI_s/s1600-h/scan0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241954094190386386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SL8pecEfXNI/AAAAAAAAAw8/eh0G4CuDI_s/s320/scan0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the tan line on Leslie's back. It almost looks like a swimsuit. (What size of panties did I buy that little girl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SL8o9NsUN_I/AAAAAAAAAw0/sigvJa2QJzE/s1600-h/scan0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241953523395213298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SL8o9NsUN_I/AAAAAAAAAw0/sigvJa2QJzE/s320/scan0190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7340507510451763720-6609102638993074630?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/6609102638993074630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=6609102638993074630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6609102638993074630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6609102638993074630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-just-going-through-pictures-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SL8pecEfXNI/AAAAAAAAAw8/eh0G4CuDI_s/s72-c/scan0187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-5891692591625865252</id><published>2008-08-25T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T16:09:41.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE MY FAMILY</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I just want to say how much I love my husband and kids. I was going through some pictures and couldn't help but think of them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SLMyX9f4tTI/AAAAAAAAAwo/JgZVVmYXn7k/s1600-h/IMG_1797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238586178788701490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SLMyX9f4tTI/AAAAAAAAAwo/JgZVVmYXn7k/s320/IMG_1797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;This was on the autobond at Disneyland. David really doesn't enjoy the place, but I love it and he went with me anyway. We did have a blast!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SLMxBZChmAI/AAAAAAAAAwY/71yMiOsKyco/s1600-h/IMG_0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238584691533125634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SLMxBZChmAI/AAAAAAAAAwY/71yMiOsKyco/s320/IMG_0266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are the Keisel's. We went to St. George for Easter this year. Leslie bought the girl's dresses to match and a tie for Jared that 'went' with the girl's outfits. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leslie is such a great mom and wife. She works her tail off keeping up her house and her Young Women calling and chasing 3 little girls around and still stays sane. Leslie has been working hard to train for a triathalon that was this past weekend. She did great.  Jared is a good provider for his family. He is the executive secretary in their ward in Payson. He is working hard at getting their basement finished.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;He loves to hunt and fish.&lt;/em&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SLMqVkqYM-I/AAAAAAAAAwI/96cKPxcW8Hc/s1600-h/IMG_1961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238577341669061602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SLMqVkqYM-I/AAAAAAAAAwI/96cKPxcW8Hc/s320/IMG_1961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here the Hadlock's are decked out in Hawaiian attire for Leslie's birthday party. They looked so dog gone cute. Looks as though Paul and Kaja and Jaxon should have taken from Andrea's example and worn sunglasses.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Andrea is such a conscienteous mother. She has had to take care of sick kids this year. And on top of that she does a bang up job in the Primary Presidency and keeps a spotless house. Paul is working hard and now is going to include in his busy schedule an MBA course at the U of U. He is a &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt; fan of REAL SALT LAKE and has season tickets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SLMpdosLCSI/AAAAAAAAAwA/A4SC45-9NMg/s1600-h/IMG_1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238576380677654818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SLMpdosLCSI/AAAAAAAAAwA/A4SC45-9NMg/s320/IMG_1711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kevin and Nicole are always the Happy couple. Kevin enjoys biking, golfing and wakeboarding. He starts his 3rd and final year of Law School at the U of U &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; works at his dad's Law Office. Kevin is in the YM's presidency and Nicole is the nursery leader. Nicole is teaching math and dance at a Middle School and keeps up their cute apartment, and loves scrapbooking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SLMpCfw69MI/AAAAAAAAAv4/fxIvVsWm7tI/s1600-h/IMGP2489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238575914425185474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SLMpCfw69MI/AAAAAAAAAv4/fxIvVsWm7tI/s320/IMGP2489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's our other Happy couple, Christine and Tyler. Tyler is working very hard at an internship and takes care of our small house they are living in and starts school next week, his final year! in undergraduate school. He will be going on to Law School next fall. Tyler was just called as Elder's Quorum President and Christine is in the Ward's Primary. Christine took over my work schedule at David's office this summer, but now needs to return to the dental hygienest (SP????) program at UVU. She works very hard at helping Tyler keep the yard looking good at the house. They have become very responsible at going to the rec center regularly and seem to enjoy it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7340507510451763720-5891692591625865252?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/5891692591625865252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=5891692591625865252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5891692591625865252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5891692591625865252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-my-family.html' title='LOVE MY FAMILY'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SLMyX9f4tTI/AAAAAAAAAwo/JgZVVmYXn7k/s72-c/IMG_1797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-5598597795759771173</id><published>2008-08-22T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:15:48.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumber Party</title><content type='html'>David and I had the big girls over for a sleep over. We were tending Kylee and Jaycelyn while Leslie and Jared did their responsibility to the YW of their ward, so David called Andrea and asked if Kaja could join us. What a treat! I've got the pictures backwards - so excuse me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7WnTlBpzI/AAAAAAAAAvw/0mcZMR5iiuI/s1600-h/IMG_2232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237359387437279026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7WnTlBpzI/AAAAAAAAAvw/0mcZMR5iiuI/s320/IMG_2232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja and Kylee liked sitting in GP's "little" boat. Kylee didn't like it at first. When she saw that Kaja enjoyed it, then she got in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7WPt_RyDI/AAAAAAAAAvo/dtiZd7Tpeb8/s1600-h/IMG_2230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237358982209849394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7WPt_RyDI/AAAAAAAAAvo/dtiZd7Tpeb8/s320/IMG_2230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't really know what Jayce is thinking right here. She has a whole slew of faces that confuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7V9dw8nqI/AAAAAAAAAvg/c9Hz3tg6VgE/s1600-h/IMG_2229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237358668617129634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7V9dw8nqI/AAAAAAAAAvg/c9Hz3tg6VgE/s320/IMG_2229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's no doubt Kylee is lovin' to color. We did that for hours (it seems).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7VlEHtnfI/AAAAAAAAAvY/kdkM2-7IluI/s1600-h/IMG_2228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237358249416433138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7VlEHtnfI/AAAAAAAAAvY/kdkM2-7IluI/s320/IMG_2228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ask Kaja to smile for the camera - and you get Cheeeeeeee   sey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7VMTaFMgI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/tuRUPYxtHGg/s1600-h/IMG_2216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237357824023278082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7VMTaFMgI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/tuRUPYxtHGg/s320/IMG_2216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BATH TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7U3dfSsOI/AAAAAAAAAvI/gtMN6-1Go20/s1600-h/IMG_2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237357465952235746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7U3dfSsOI/AAAAAAAAAvI/gtMN6-1Go20/s320/IMG_2211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had ice cream and cookies before bath and bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so much fun to have the girls over. I can't wait for them to be 14 and 16, and see if they still want to sleep over and GM's and GP's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7340507510451763720-5598597795759771173?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/5598597795759771173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=5598597795759771173&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5598597795759771173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/5598597795759771173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/08/slumber-party.html' title='Slumber Party'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SK7WnTlBpzI/AAAAAAAAAvw/0mcZMR5iiuI/s72-c/IMG_2232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-2248872607036536669</id><published>2008-08-20T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:30:25.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR BYU FAMILY</title><content type='html'>David and I are blessed to serve down in a BYU Stake. We love it. We serve with the best people ever.  The Robbins, a new Bishop and one on my counselors in the Stake RS, had us over to their home for a FHE. They have the greatest backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKyJh5MLIyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/A0APauCsnlE/s1600-h/IMG_2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236711682105615138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKyJh5MLIyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/A0APauCsnlE/s320/IMG_2209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Robbin's basketball court/dining area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Vandemerwes (Brother Vandemewre is our Stake Clerk), the Walkers (Brother Walker is the Exec Secretary) and David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKyI7UOYjnI/AAAAAAAAAuw/yviLBALkmDY/s1600-h/IMG_2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236711019347742322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKyI7UOYjnI/AAAAAAAAAuw/yviLBALkmDY/s320/IMG_2208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here you see the Robbins, (new Bishop Robbins, and Char who is one of my counselors, Char of course gets one of the best seats in the house.) and the Andersons (Brother Anderson is assistant Exec Secretary).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKyIOJmaNXI/AAAAAAAAAuo/f-25Kpq6DZw/s1600-h/IMG_2207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236710243401610610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKyIOJmaNXI/AAAAAAAAAuo/f-25Kpq6DZw/s320/IMG_2207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the Ashes (Cathy is the Stake RS secretary and Bishop Ash) and the Hatches (Stake President Hatch and Cindy is the Stake RS 1st counselor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKyH0qrwypI/AAAAAAAAAug/Zi4I1lf7M_c/s1600-h/IMG_2206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236709805605833362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKyH0qrwypI/AAAAAAAAAug/Zi4I1lf7M_c/s320/IMG_2206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the set up. Isn't it a great place!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKyG2u4q47I/AAAAAAAAAuY/WclIrQdY5y4/s1600-h/IMG_2199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236708741581824946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKyG2u4q47I/AAAAAAAAAuY/WclIrQdY5y4/s320/IMG_2199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys were in charge of cooking the steaks for themselves and their wives. David did a great job I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a great Stake Family at the Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7340507510451763720-2248872607036536669?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/2248872607036536669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=2248872607036536669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2248872607036536669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/2248872607036536669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-byu-family.html' title='OUR BYU FAMILY'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKyJh5MLIyI/AAAAAAAAAu4/A0APauCsnlE/s72-c/IMG_2209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-7266961063562048237</id><published>2008-08-19T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:32:53.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeffs' 2008 Summer Olympic Games</title><content type='html'>I know we are all enjoying the 2008 Olympics. It makes us proud to be Americans and have the freedoms we enjoy and see us pull together as a nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Tyler and Christine pulled together an Olympic Event for our FHE.  We used our new WII stuff and had a blast!! Thanks to Tyler and Christine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKsPltyKD-I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/YDX5YWqRQao/s1600-h/IMG_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236296132367880162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKsPltyKD-I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/YDX5YWqRQao/s320/IMG_2252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrea wasn't NOT going to play. As you can see she used every available benefit she could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKsPFRrJQKI/AAAAAAAAAuI/jxe6hm_g2qI/s1600-h/IMG_2253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236295575066460322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKsPFRrJQKI/AAAAAAAAAuI/jxe6hm_g2qI/s320/IMG_2253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are playing tennis. David and I took the gold on this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKsNt47U6CI/AAAAAAAAAuA/JUMkDMyAQLE/s1600-h/IMG_2243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236294073774827554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKsNt47U6CI/AAAAAAAAAuA/JUMkDMyAQLE/s320/IMG_2243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are getting some "well needed" rest and enjoyed watching the rest of us excel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKsNSJ98BwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/VJ3C1A7P8VM/s1600-h/IMG_2254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236293597312845570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKsNSJ98BwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/VJ3C1A7P8VM/s320/IMG_2254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler and Christine took on GM and GP. GM and GP were such great sports to come and play. GM came up to me at the beginning and said she hadn't told GP we were going to play games because he wouldn't have come because he hates playing games. WELL I couldn't see his HATE of the games. He got into it with all his heart!  (You need to notice Tyler already has won a gold medal!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKsMdx4B55I/AAAAAAAAAtw/WXlAqP8yff8/s1600-h/IMG_2258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236292697492416402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKsMdx4B55I/AAAAAAAAAtw/WXlAqP8yff8/s320/IMG_2258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE CHAMPS!  We took 5 medals! David took darts and we took bowling and tennis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/7340507510451763720-7266961063562048237?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/7266961063562048237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=7266961063562048237&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7266961063562048237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7266961063562048237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/08/jeffs-2008-summer-olympic-games.html' title='Jeffs&apos; 2008 Summer Olympic Games'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKsPltyKD-I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/YDX5YWqRQao/s72-c/IMG_2252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-1048480066919186681</id><published>2008-08-15T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:20:57.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GUYS WILL BE GUYS</title><content type='html'>You all know the our wonderful, generous GREAT Grandpa Jeffs took all his 'boys' (except 'way too young" Jax) to Alaska for a most memorable fishing trip. Well, at first I was kind of 'ticked' thinking "the guys get to do everything". Yeah I know very childish, but I'm honest. BUT, and this is a big BUT and I am confessing that I feel real bad about my first thoughts. After looking at their pictures and hearing their stories, I cried. YEP, what a terrific trip and opportunity these family guys had to be together and do something they enjoy so much . So here I have put on some pictures to show you just how great a grandpa we have, and what great guys we are related to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWbjktKIwI/AAAAAAAAAto/KtQaqejnay0/s1600-h/IMGP3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234761177338880770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWbjktKIwI/AAAAAAAAAto/KtQaqejnay0/s320/IMGP3036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the first group of our guys to hit the island of fishing. They were so pumped about riding on a float plane. This is something David has mentioned that he wished we had been able to do last year when we visited Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWbR_HrVwI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tpUkDFSJK7I/s1600-h/IMGP3044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234760875191785218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWbR_HrVwI/AAAAAAAAAtg/tpUkDFSJK7I/s320/IMGP3044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the homes they knew for a week. And isn't the scenery just beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWbB33h4HI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4gGOo-aVSKA/s1600-h/IMGP3053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234760598367101042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWbB33h4HI/AAAAAAAAAtY/4gGOo-aVSKA/s320/IMGP3053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a mad card game they enjoyed so many of the nights without their "wives" or other dear family they left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWagFZtiMI/AAAAAAAAAtI/rHvBbtJhluY/s1600-h/IMGP3081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234760017884580034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWagFZtiMI/AAAAAAAAAtI/rHvBbtJhluY/s320/IMGP3081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goofy guys. They wanted to do something to make the picture more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWZ6wNn48I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KFARghAhdpU/s1600-h/IMGP3113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234759376541574082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWZ6wNn48I/AAAAAAAAAtA/KFARghAhdpU/s320/IMGP3113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now to the fishing! Here's Jared reelin' in the big one. Better than Strawberry, Jare???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWZpclw-0I/AAAAAAAAAs4/WrgmARf8Lsw/s1600-h/IMGP3114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234759079216347970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWZpclw-0I/AAAAAAAAAs4/WrgmARf8Lsw/s320/IMGP3114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some meaningful conversation about the technigues and strategies of fishing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWZSmd4BgI/AAAAAAAAAsw/hmYdRXXm1KE/s1600-h/IMGP3139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234758686730618370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWZSmd4BgI/AAAAAAAAAsw/hmYdRXXm1KE/s320/IMGP3139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WOW! Way to go Grandpa. You caught a great one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWY-2zd8cI/AAAAAAAAAso/roP7Mdv-vnA/s1600-h/IMGP3142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234758347518767554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWY-2zd8cI/AAAAAAAAAso/roP7Mdv-vnA/s320/IMGP3142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are my boys bringing home the "bacon". These two (the fish) were eaten by a bald eagle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWYsauYqKI/AAAAAAAAAsg/DQyd7eXDAD4/s1600-h/IMGP3158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234758030743611554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWYsauYqKI/AAAAAAAAAsg/DQyd7eXDAD4/s320/IMGP3158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a great group! Is this the BEAR you wanted to see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no bad feelings anymore. When I see my guys having a great time, a once in a lifetime experience together, I am grateful for the blessings we receive as a family.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-1048480066919186681?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/1048480066919186681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=1048480066919186681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1048480066919186681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1048480066919186681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/08/guys-will-be-guys.html' title='GUYS WILL BE GUYS'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKWbjktKIwI/AAAAAAAAAto/KtQaqejnay0/s72-c/IMGP3036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-7768192055643691467</id><published>2008-08-11T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:31:21.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The guys got to go play in Alaska so we girls went down to St. George and had our own fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCPRuxMPWI/AAAAAAAAAsY/mMzFY_MQRIs/s1600-h/IMG_2174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233340301779418466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCPRuxMPWI/AAAAAAAAAsY/mMzFY_MQRIs/s320/IMG_2174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet lil' Jax; always smiling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCOhJfI0XI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZWm9ZwyozpY/s1600-h/IMG_2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233339467137864050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCOhJfI0XI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZWm9ZwyozpY/s320/IMG_2180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Jayce was happy to play in the toy box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCOJEBzGlI/AAAAAAAAAsA/Z-Dqj1MtfSs/s1600-h/IMG_2181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233339053355768402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCOJEBzGlI/AAAAAAAAAsA/Z-Dqj1MtfSs/s320/IMG_2181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kylee and Kaja pretty much liked to be together all the time. Here they are eating breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCNOEmX9-I/AAAAAAAAArw/HgCIeWTPGR8/s1600-h/IMG_2169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233338039896897506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCNOEmX9-I/AAAAAAAAArw/HgCIeWTPGR8/s320/IMG_2169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The always popular bath picture. (The kids will hate me some day for this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCM6v49wHI/AAAAAAAAAro/TmvDIj_GlTc/s1600-h/IMG_2166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233337707920212082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCM6v49wHI/AAAAAAAAAro/TmvDIj_GlTc/s320/IMG_2166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here the guresome twosome are coloring after swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCMe8BqkUI/AAAAAAAAArg/8qioNWSco4o/s1600-h/IMG_2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233337230141591874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCMe8BqkUI/AAAAAAAAArg/8qioNWSco4o/s320/IMG_2165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce and a great big smile. Lunchtime was always a &lt;em&gt;blast&lt;/em&gt; with the kids, oh I meant &lt;em&gt;mess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCMF13W8PI/AAAAAAAAArY/jnYHrAYOIxI/s1600-h/IMG_2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233336798991020274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCMF13W8PI/AAAAAAAAArY/jnYHrAYOIxI/s320/IMG_2155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby Emily just layed around and cooed and was covered with love and kisses from the other kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCLt817W0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/2BxhbYu32as/s1600-h/IMG_2170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233336388547205954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCLt817W0I/AAAAAAAAArQ/2BxhbYu32as/s320/IMG_2170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's our group! Getting ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCK-n_zg3I/AAAAAAAAArA/3NqHvZomqKU/s1600-h/IMG_2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233335575497638770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCK-n_zg3I/AAAAAAAAArA/3NqHvZomqKU/s320/IMG_2197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again Kylee and Kaja! This time eating their meal on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCKiQ1i3KI/AAAAAAAAAq4/v-WzspFz0Dw/s1600-h/IMG_2196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233335088244251810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCKiQ1i3KI/AAAAAAAAAq4/v-WzspFz0Dw/s320/IMG_2196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The big girls were so good to let the little girls do their hair. Kylee liked to accessorize Christine's hair with legos. Kylee said it was her crown, and that she was a Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCKH9_mp2I/AAAAAAAAAqw/0Nenn6G9mnQ/s1600-h/IMG_2189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233334636509570914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCKH9_mp2I/AAAAAAAAAqw/0Nenn6G9mnQ/s320/IMG_2189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nicole sat so still! The little girls had to have her hair parted down the middle so they each got a share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCJQVxwTdI/AAAAAAAAAqg/ZeLMz1nwXrg/s1600-h/IMG_2158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233333680821259730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCJQVxwTdI/AAAAAAAAAqg/ZeLMz1nwXrg/s320/IMG_2158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We even got some swim time in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCI4ivdVlI/AAAAAAAAAqY/suC88Px9_YA/s1600-h/IMG_2152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233333271984428626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCI4ivdVlI/AAAAAAAAAqY/suC88Px9_YA/s320/IMG_2152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Kaja and Nicole stretching to start the day off right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCIc_kkpqI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/FhyC6IXGTok/s1600-h/IMG_2146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233332798687061666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCIc_kkpqI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/FhyC6IXGTok/s320/IMG_2146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Say good-bye girls!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time. I love having my family around. I am blessed with the greatest and bestest daughters and sweetest daughter- in- laws and I can't forget my most fabulous grandkids. I love you all so much.&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-7768192055643691467?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/7768192055643691467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=7768192055643691467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7768192055643691467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7768192055643691467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/08/guys-got-to-go-play-in-alaska-so-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SKCPRuxMPWI/AAAAAAAAAsY/mMzFY_MQRIs/s72-c/IMG_2174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-6390330707765741638</id><published>2008-08-10T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:26:51.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>I am getting all sentimental! Today would be my dad's 81st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJ8_0XBkz9I/AAAAAAAAAqI/n9ARKMZLp6o/s1600-h/scan0374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232971460794175442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJ8_0XBkz9I/AAAAAAAAAqI/n9ARKMZLp6o/s320/scan0374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me with my dad a &lt;strong&gt;few&lt;/strong&gt; years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJ8_Wo65PvI/AAAAAAAAAqA/jynK7VBvXkw/s1600-h/scan0454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232970950201917170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJ8_Wo65PvI/AAAAAAAAAqA/jynK7VBvXkw/s320/scan0454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leslie and Andrea and I were talking a couple of days ago about how they dress their kids, and how I dressed them (they didn't think I did too great a job) and how I dressed myself. So here I am with my brother's coonskin hat. I loved it! I wanted to be Davy Crockett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJ8_FXd0I1I/AAAAAAAAAp4/xvPFAdM17RU/s1600-h/scan0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232970653458768722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJ8_FXd0I1I/AAAAAAAAAp4/xvPFAdM17RU/s320/scan0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here in this picture - I really did dress myself. OH I am the one on your right. Starting from the left is my brother Geoff, then my beloved MOM, then my baby brother Brad and then the ever stylin' Denise. It didn't help that mom put my hair in pin curls and covered then with the bandana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7340507510451763720-6390330707765741638?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/6390330707765741638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=6390330707765741638&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6390330707765741638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6390330707765741638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/08/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJ8_0XBkz9I/AAAAAAAAAqI/n9ARKMZLp6o/s72-c/scan0374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4484289792797459203</id><published>2008-08-06T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:21:11.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends in the World</title><content type='html'>Look at this cute cake! My friends who work with my up at BYU called and said they were a bit frantic about a fireside we have to prepare for and needed a 'lunch' meeting. Char and Cathy came to pick me up at noon. Char asked how to get back on the freeway and I directed her South and Cathy was telling her North! Hmmm. We went North. We went to pick up Cindy and they surprised me with this cute cake and a sweet card, and they took me to lunch at Pei Wei! It was so much fun and such a great get a way for me. Man! I tell you I have the best friends ever. Thanks girls.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231470320223465602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnqienrMII/AAAAAAAAApw/Ru5Sr8fI3DM/s320/IMG_2144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tuesday was David and mine's 33rd wedding anniversary. He is might joy. I've been &lt;strong&gt;with&lt;/strong&gt; him longer than I've been without him, and that's the way I like it. I love him to death.&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/7340507510451763720-4484289792797459203?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4484289792797459203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4484289792797459203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4484289792797459203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4484289792797459203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/08/best-friends-in-world.html' title='Best Friends in the World'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnqienrMII/AAAAAAAAApw/Ru5Sr8fI3DM/s72-c/IMG_2144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-6130028840542693176</id><published>2008-08-06T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:14:35.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with the Grandkids</title><content type='html'>What a great couple of days with the girls coming over with the grandkids. There is always some fun to have when they are around. I love 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJno6LV32qI/AAAAAAAAApo/vih6KYaVl8g/s1600-h/IMG_2142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231468528342129314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJno6LV32qI/AAAAAAAAApo/vih6KYaVl8g/s320/IMG_2142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to take a movie and popcorn break. It didn't last a long time, but the mom's and grandma needed it. It was so hot outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnoib5f3CI/AAAAAAAAApg/CjjCweTt_vs/s1600-h/IMG_2138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231468120469658658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnoib5f3CI/AAAAAAAAApg/CjjCweTt_vs/s320/IMG_2138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids are not afraid of the jeep anymore. They will drive it by themselves. Jaxon was afraid at all. All the girls have been afraid of it at some time or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnl51uL7gI/AAAAAAAAApY/ADgvp_RG588/s1600-h/IMG_2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231465224003644930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnl51uL7gI/AAAAAAAAApY/ADgvp_RG588/s320/IMG_2140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The big girls were good at taking turns doing the driving. It's really quite a scare thinking they are going to be in real cars at some point in time.!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnlZziceRI/AAAAAAAAApQ/MUPDrOGehyc/s1600-h/IMG_2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231464673661712658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnlZziceRI/AAAAAAAAApQ/MUPDrOGehyc/s320/IMG_2135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce wasn't quite sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnk-YzvE5I/AAAAAAAAApI/2z0SLDriofI/s1600-h/IMG_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231464202630009746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnk-YzvE5I/AAAAAAAAApI/2z0SLDriofI/s320/IMG_2131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jayce did like to look on. It's too bad it only holds two kids, and an occasional hitch hiker as you saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnkgP8244I/AAAAAAAAApA/5O63M373f2g/s1600-h/IMG_2136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231463684856275842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJnkgP8244I/AAAAAAAAApA/5O63M373f2g/s320/IMG_2136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how they ride three at a time, although the jeep doesn't like it! We were lucky that the machine would drive on the grass. We didn't have to get them in the road. It was a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7340507510451763720-6130028840542693176?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/6130028840542693176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=6130028840542693176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6130028840542693176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/6130028840542693176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-with-grandkids.html' title='Fun with the Grandkids'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJno6LV32qI/AAAAAAAAApo/vih6KYaVl8g/s72-c/IMG_2142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-1977101641125924497</id><published>2008-08-01T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T15:58:48.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Burn Out</title><content type='html'>I don't mean to complain, but as I was doing some long overdue ironing, I started to think about how tired I am. WHY? I looked over the summer plans we had - and now I know why!! So I am going to give you a little run down. You, too, may have to take a break after a few pictures, but you can come back. I'll let you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOOOS-b5ZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Kboih4UnFIE/s1600-h/IMGP2894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229679968570303890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOOOS-b5ZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Kboih4UnFIE/s320/IMGP2894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In May we walked and ran a 5 K for our very good friend NANCY who was diagnosed with breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOOBociq_I/AAAAAAAAAow/7_eTmOtLwXo/s1600-h/IMGP2888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229679750995422194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOOBociq_I/AAAAAAAAAow/7_eTmOtLwXo/s320/IMGP2888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am with Nancy. I just want to say that she is my hero. She has handled one of life's worst situations with laughter and courage and strength beyond my comprehension. I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJONiXSv_1I/AAAAAAAAAoo/b_3Or_zj3_4/s1600-h/IMGP2932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229679213815005010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJONiXSv_1I/AAAAAAAAAoo/b_3Or_zj3_4/s320/IMGP2932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To add to Nancy's load, Lindsie her daughter was married in June. We got to be a part of the special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJONUCcQleI/AAAAAAAAAog/tChoolzThUY/s1600-h/IMGP2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229678967699576290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJONUCcQleI/AAAAAAAAAog/tChoolzThUY/s320/IMGP2923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we had another very special and really beautiful wedding. Matt and Tyce were married at Millcreek Canyon. The setting was beautiful. And we celebrated with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOMxJLS2mI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/uU1SERG-FaI/s1600-h/IMG_1863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229678368212048482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOMxJLS2mI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/uU1SERG-FaI/s320/IMG_1863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the happy couple on Father's Day (lovely picture of Andrea in the background). A dinner with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOLxO9jOzI/AAAAAAAAAoI/YaEuOjAb2OU/s1600-h/IMG_1689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229677270253386546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOLxO9jOzI/AAAAAAAAAoI/YaEuOjAb2OU/s320/IMG_1689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then a two family affair, helping the Hadlock's putting sod in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOLS1ma8zI/AAAAAAAAAoA/qPkrB6BTuxs/s1600-h/IMG_1732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229676748049412914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOLS1ma8zI/AAAAAAAAAoA/qPkrB6BTuxs/s320/IMG_1732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did get some four wheelin' in. This has been our only trip of 2008 thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOKr4gaFrI/AAAAAAAAAn4/6kKPVhVCYiM/s1600-h/IMG_1747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229676078814598834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOKr4gaFrI/AAAAAAAAAn4/6kKPVhVCYiM/s320/IMG_1747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we planted some flower pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOKPh3WtzI/AAAAAAAAAnw/IXPIMQq7QYA/s1600-h/IMG_1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229675591700494130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOKPh3WtzI/AAAAAAAAAnw/IXPIMQq7QYA/s320/IMG_1800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David and I went to Disneyland with Tyler and Christine and had a terrific time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOJenJvuoI/AAAAAAAAAno/qA_fZutfnvQ/s1600-h/IMG_1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229674751306218114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOJenJvuoI/AAAAAAAAAno/qA_fZutfnvQ/s320/IMG_1877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then there's always the pool parties; with or without swimsuits. (But, always with clothes on!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOI_a2haDI/AAAAAAAAAng/k79NfPHuoBU/s1600-h/IMG_1895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229674215428417586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOI_a2haDI/AAAAAAAAAng/k79NfPHuoBU/s320/IMG_1895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to have some boat trips. this is Tyler showing us how it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOImrE8A7I/AAAAAAAAAnY/jqjXrUnQkq4/s1600-h/IMG_1929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229673790287119282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOImrE8A7I/AAAAAAAAAnY/jqjXrUnQkq4/s320/IMG_1929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And grandpa chillin with the kiddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOIHTbYhDI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/sf_YBtu9nuU/s1600-h/IMG_1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229673251362866226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOIHTbYhDI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/sf_YBtu9nuU/s320/IMG_1939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And exercising is always good. Too bad it has to be the baby showing me how to do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOHxNVElBI/AAAAAAAAAnI/MxDfjyUHgXo/s1600-h/IMG_1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229672871768658962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOHxNVElBI/AAAAAAAAAnI/MxDfjyUHgXo/s320/IMG_1943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another pool parties. Apparently, you can never have too many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOHU3tw6jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/v-RFoR5iCe4/s1600-h/IMG_1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229672384930310706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOHU3tw6jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/v-RFoR5iCe4/s320/IMG_1952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's always time for a party. (Even if you have to do your own birthday party Leslie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOG5iRphyI/AAAAAAAAAm4/BIOXOSCyYd0/s1600-h/IMG_1965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229671915318773538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOG5iRphyI/AAAAAAAAAm4/BIOXOSCyYd0/s320/IMG_1965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Tyler taking some time to do some fishin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOGQF9OrmI/AAAAAAAAAmw/e3IFyDQ9jNI/s1600-h/IMG_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229671203342298722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOGQF9OrmI/AAAAAAAAAmw/e3IFyDQ9jNI/s320/IMG_1995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another boating trip always is fun! If you have your mommy near and a blanket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOFy0f6mTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/rgqdxXc3Va0/s1600-h/IMG_2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229670700439738674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOFy0f6mTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/rgqdxXc3Va0/s320/IMG_2054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then there was Lake Powell. Always such a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOFP15_csI/AAAAAAAAAmg/zf7uIMrJLHc/s1600-h/IMG_2116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229670099522122434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOFP15_csI/AAAAAAAAAmg/zf7uIMrJLHc/s320/IMG_2116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got together as a great big family. David's brother from Hong Kong came here with his wife for their daughter's wedding. Grandma and grandpa had us up to the cabin for dinner to meet all the family of both sides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOEow1iD_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/DW7xqYaWQGI/s1600-h/IMG_2119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229669428146343922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOEow1iD_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/DW7xqYaWQGI/s320/IMG_2119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was great to be with those we don't see too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOEDQF9ptI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/87_Bsrj36vY/s1600-h/IMG_2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229668783701731026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOEDQF9ptI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/87_Bsrj36vY/s320/IMG_2111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have not seen grandma do this in a very long time. She just had to get in on all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJODiDtm3cI/AAAAAAAAAmI/BDKPJRUxoRo/s1600-h/IMG_2037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229668213442665922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJODiDtm3cI/AAAAAAAAAmI/BDKPJRUxoRo/s320/IMG_2037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Deanna at the shower Kerry, her sister in law, gave for her. This is another wedding we have had in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJODMiqXEKI/AAAAAAAAAmA/V8rLWDXBjyQ/s1600-h/IMG_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229667843793424546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJODMiqXEKI/AAAAAAAAAmA/V8rLWDXBjyQ/s320/IMG_2020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two are having fun???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOC2Wc3caI/AAAAAAAAAl4/G2jHTlAqDE8/s1600-h/IMG_2034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229667462558478754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOC2Wc3caI/AAAAAAAAAl4/G2jHTlAqDE8/s320/IMG_2034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More pictures of girls having fun at the shower. It really was nice, I'm just making fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOCHMr72yI/AAAAAAAAAlw/lEDv_90AMh0/s1600-h/IMG_2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229666652483476258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOCHMr72yI/AAAAAAAAAlw/lEDv_90AMh0/s320/IMG_2018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah Ha - some one is having fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me wrong I don't mean to sound unhappy, I am not. It was a great and very fulfilling summer (as you can tell). I'm just looking forward to a little slower pace, Maybe even being able to read more than a chapter in a book without falling asleep. Maybe having the whole house clean instead of just one or two rooms. Maybe being able to sit down to dinner at the table instead of &lt;div&gt;getting dinner from out of the pan on the stove and out of bags on the counter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am blessed! I have a wonderful family that I love and that love me. I enjoy being close to them physically and emotionally. I thank Heavenly Father every day for them.&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;/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/7340507510451763720-1977101641125924497?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/1977101641125924497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=1977101641125924497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1977101641125924497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1977101641125924497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-burn-out.html' title='Summer Burn Out'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SJOOOS-b5ZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Kboih4UnFIE/s72-c/IMGP2894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4392950866608550043</id><published>2008-07-28T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:51:41.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell 2008</title><content type='html'>WOW! The annual Lake Powell trip came upon me way too fast. I anticipate it for so long and then just like that ! it's gone. We had a great time. Sixteen people in all, 15 big people and 1 little four year old (who by the way, got spoiled like crazy). The Butler Clan came along with us. Paul and Jaxon came late Thursday night and were able to play with us Friday. As I look the pictures over, I realize there aren't too many action pictures; wake boarding, or tubing, or skiing, or on the "rocket ship". But, they are on the video camera. It's hard to take pictures when I'm holding a baby, and Grandpa's driving crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5Ip63Ct7I/AAAAAAAAAlo/_eyd-3o1pCE/s1600-h/IMG_2045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228196102435682226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5Ip63Ct7I/AAAAAAAAAlo/_eyd-3o1pCE/s320/IMG_2045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja drove the houseboat to get us to our landing spot. She was top dog for 4 1/2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Trevor Butler is in the background sleeping. Yes we'd only been on the boat 30 minutes and he was out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5IXKmjj9I/AAAAAAAAAlg/S9Au00twIvg/s1600-h/IMG_2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228195780243984338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5IXKmjj9I/AAAAAAAAAlg/S9Au00twIvg/s320/IMG_2048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was a lot of time on the houseboat to get some reading, sleeping and visiting in. Christine was bound and determined to get the 7th Harry Potter book completed. SHE DID IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5IBHQOGVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/O4R6F7blNv4/s1600-h/IMG_2046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228195401387874642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5IBHQOGVI/AAAAAAAAAlY/O4R6F7blNv4/s320/IMG_2046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler's telling Kyle some great stories. It was great to have the kids together again. It's been such a long time since our boys have spent some good time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5HmZJC7RI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Yma6lUAFus4/s1600-h/IMG_2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228194942333152530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5HmZJC7RI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Yma6lUAFus4/s320/IMG_2049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin has a week long class coming up in law school, so he rationed himself with 50 pages a day to read. Nicole finished one book and started another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5HSAWbPII/AAAAAAAAAlI/Rt57aq13hZg/s1600-h/IMG_2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228194592081001602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5HSAWbPII/AAAAAAAAAlI/Rt57aq13hZg/s320/IMG_2071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took an early morning ride in the boat. Apparently Kaja couldn't wait to get dressed.  She conned grandpa into taking us our for a joyride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5G1UqoXiI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Z0AdcdE0g0k/s1600-h/IMG_2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228194099318251042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5G1UqoXiI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Z0AdcdE0g0k/s320/IMG_2055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin, of course, has to fish. Here he's using Kaja's BARBIE pole. He and Kaja caught some ugly catfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5GW3illjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MAiCdjZpEn8/s1600-h/IMG_2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228193576103810610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5GW3illjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/MAiCdjZpEn8/s320/IMG_2056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is as good as Kaja and Grandpa could get on the water weenie, or as we now call it; the RocketShip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5F4FdE6RI/AAAAAAAAAkw/SWfxP_B3rK4/s1600-h/IMG_2068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228193047262849298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5F4FdE6RI/AAAAAAAAAkw/SWfxP_B3rK4/s320/IMG_2068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's DA MAN! Yep, the guy who makes it all possible for us. He drives the boats and makes it all so much fun for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5FHjbg5BI/AAAAAAAAAkg/fZqybQEjq5Q/s1600-h/IMG_2084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228192213495768082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5FHjbg5BI/AAAAAAAAAkg/fZqybQEjq5Q/s320/IMG_2084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the GIRLS in our cover ups. I made the Jeff's red and the Butlers' are yellow. Thanks Nicole for getting us together for this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5EEvQcAwI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/g_Uh9hfNlpM/s1600-h/IMG_2091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228191065619301122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5EEvQcAwI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/g_Uh9hfNlpM/s320/IMG_2091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon liked the water for a minute or two at first, and then not so much. He was very good on the trip.  And he too got special treatment from everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5DkMq3BDI/AAAAAAAAAkI/-rNMu4Baljg/s1600-h/IMG_2094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228190506579067954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5DkMq3BDI/AAAAAAAAAkI/-rNMu4Baljg/s320/IMG_2094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja and me taking a little down time reading. She's real interested!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5DEZ4uCiI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Mv7lHS6AqXI/s1600-h/IMG_2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228189960371046946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5DEZ4uCiI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Mv7lHS6AqXI/s320/IMG_2098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK! It's the last day and I told David I wanted to ski and didn't want to take the time to change so we rolled up our sleeping bag and I went skiing in my jammies. Yea, Yea! It's been awhile and I'm still on two skis. I'm too old to move on, they were lucky to have me do this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-4392950866608550043?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4392950866608550043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4392950866608550043&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4392950866608550043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4392950866608550043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/07/lake-powell-2008.html' title='Lake Powell 2008'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SI5Ip63Ct7I/AAAAAAAAAlo/_eyd-3o1pCE/s72-c/IMG_2045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-7832684638164480595</id><published>2008-07-16T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:09:25.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORY LANE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663366;"&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-7832684638164480595?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/7832684638164480595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=7832684638164480595&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7832684638164480595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7832684638164480595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/07/memory-lane.html' title='MEMORY LANE'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-1737146362490657227</id><published>2008-07-16T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:43:52.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Having Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I put anything out here for all to see. We have been busy trying to fit so much fun into every minute.  There have been birthday parties and water parties and bar b qs and boating and  on and on and on.  I'm exhausted!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4wed28B7I/AAAAAAAAAj4/awF-UKCKuc4/s1600-h/IMG_1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223665917765617586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4wed28B7I/AAAAAAAAAj4/awF-UKCKuc4/s320/IMG_1952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Leslie at her birthday party, which she planned.  She is an amazing mom, wife, daughter, sister and friend. She teaches us all so many things. We share recipes because of her, we party because of her and we are blessed because of her. Love you girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4wFtEX_nI/AAAAAAAAAjw/pyuZqAz4Vdw/s1600-h/IMG_1951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223665492351778418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4wFtEX_nI/AAAAAAAAAjw/pyuZqAz4Vdw/s320/IMG_1951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, and this guy?? ?  Just a tourist - showed up at Leslie's party. No, really it's my David all decked out to leave for Hawaii at a moment's notice. (Not sure I would be seen with him!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4vq68WrYI/AAAAAAAAAjo/7R-dUqGALSs/s1600-h/IMG_1964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223665032219766146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4vq68WrYI/AAAAAAAAAjo/7R-dUqGALSs/s320/IMG_1964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh - and grandma and grandpa were all decked out too. They are so amazing. They always come and participate in our parties. We love 'em. ( I was really surprised grandma got grandpa to wear a skirt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't take my camera to our other July birthday party. Sweet little Kaja turned four on the 10th of July. We had a water party at Andrea's. Take a look at her blog and you will see the fun. She also knows how to throw a party. (Where did my girls learn this???!!!) We had a great time with all those important around us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4vPKN3frI/AAAAAAAAAjg/AEZue5rGdac/s1600-h/IMG_1988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223664555283414706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4vPKN3frI/AAAAAAAAAjg/AEZue5rGdac/s320/IMG_1988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again - this goofy guy. He just had to try on Kylee's glasses! Isn't he &lt;em&gt;so attractive&lt;/em&gt;. Yes he is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4u8G19C6I/AAAAAAAAAjY/DnI4uI9qaM8/s1600-h/IMG_1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223664227960294306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4u8G19C6I/AAAAAAAAAjY/DnI4uI9qaM8/s320/IMG_1994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night we took a "last minute planned" boat trip to Utah Lake. Leslie really wanted to go and try skiing. I didn't get any pictures on my camera, well movie pictures yes, but no stills. Hopefully she will put some pictures of herself on her blog, check it out. She was amazing. Then she takes care of her beautiful little girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4ulIY0D2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/y3DxwbU7DKw/s1600-h/IMG_2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223663833237950306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4ulIY0D2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/y3DxwbU7DKw/s320/IMG_2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whoa! Kevin just loves wakeboarding. He's quite good! Jared took these pictures with my camera. He got some real good pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see we are enjoying our summer. I hope all of you are too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7340507510451763720-1737146362490657227?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/1737146362490657227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=1737146362490657227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1737146362490657227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1737146362490657227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-having-summer-fun.html' title='Still Having Summer Fun'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SH4wed28B7I/AAAAAAAAAj4/awF-UKCKuc4/s72-c/IMG_1952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-4319653798958718591</id><published>2008-07-01T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:33:29.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Party</title><content type='html'>Leslie and her girls invited me over for a Pool Party. We went to get lunch at the  . . . .  a local hamburger joint, the name excapes me right now. Anyway, lunch was good and then it was out in the back for water and heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGr1qHCP5HI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zEm6rYH3s34/s1600-h/IMG_1942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218253222053930098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGr1qHCP5HI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zEm6rYH3s34/s320/IMG_1942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jayce was supposed to go in and nap, but GM got her undressed too fast to try the water, and missed mom's plan. She played with us for awhile, but did go in to nap later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGr1PTIF9iI/AAAAAAAAAjA/m5aFbzAB0PY/s1600-h/IMG_1950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218252761443202594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGr1PTIF9iI/AAAAAAAAAjA/m5aFbzAB0PY/s320/IMG_1950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kylee took a few minutes to warm up and made faces at the camera. She says "cheese".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGr0w_biOTI/AAAAAAAAAi4/gFmLQg67ah8/s1600-h/IMG_1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218252240759961906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGr0w_biOTI/AAAAAAAAAi4/gFmLQg67ah8/s320/IMG_1943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a great 'little' pool Leslie has. Since Jayce was supposed to nap, there was no swimsuit for her. She will be upset with GM in a few years for taking this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGr0Xj-D0OI/AAAAAAAAAiw/suBv0eqzsfE/s1600-h/IMG_1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218251803891847394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGr0Xj-D0OI/AAAAAAAAAiw/suBv0eqzsfE/s320/IMG_1939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We can't forget little Emily. She played inside in her exersaucer for a little while and then she went to nap also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun afternoon Les. I think we should do it again. &lt;div&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/7340507510451763720-4319653798958718591?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/4319653798958718591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=4319653798958718591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4319653798958718591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/4319653798958718591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/07/pool-party.html' title='Pool Party'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGr1qHCP5HI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zEm6rYH3s34/s72-c/IMG_1942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-7219308486019701356</id><published>2008-06-29T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T12:46:30.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Boat Trip of the Season</title><content type='html'>We were able to get the boat out this last Saturday. And we had a great time. We went to Yuba Lake. We haven't been there for a very long time. Tyler says he's never been there. (Trying to put the guilt on David and me.) It was so much fun, we're going to do it again. So kids get your boating gear and attitudes on - we're doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfkDk8XX9I/AAAAAAAAAio/PCFu9DH1YiY/s1600-h/IMG_1937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217389443439615954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfkDk8XX9I/AAAAAAAAAio/PCFu9DH1YiY/s320/IMG_1937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The steering wheel was a distraction for Jaxon so his mom and dad could pump up the tubes. It worked, but he also lowered the motor so when we tried to leave the shore, we were stuck. It took a minute for us to figure out why we couldn't get the boat out of the mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfjmGsIxII/AAAAAAAAAig/EA4TW_KuZKY/s1600-h/IMG_1888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217388937102279810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfjmGsIxII/AAAAAAAAAig/EA4TW_KuZKY/s320/IMG_1888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja loved everything about it. Tyler got her to raise her arms like a roller coaster ride. She went for quite a ways like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfjSIb5inI/AAAAAAAAAiY/n9gaA9ZZjeM/s1600-h/IMG_1909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217388593973660274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfjSIb5inI/AAAAAAAAAiY/n9gaA9ZZjeM/s320/IMG_1909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andi needed a break, and took a minute in the shade to put her head down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfi4avPinI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/g5KWDCrY6dU/s1600-h/IMG_1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217388152210033266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfi4avPinI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/g5KWDCrY6dU/s320/IMG_1902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christine &lt;strong&gt;tried&lt;/strong&gt; to keep in the shade. She and Kaja are taking a water break. But, you get stuck with the water jug and have to serve everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfiIXGV7iI/AAAAAAAAAiI/tBEcdnt74DM/s1600-h/IMG_1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217387326599458338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfiIXGV7iI/AAAAAAAAAiI/tBEcdnt74DM/s320/IMG_1906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaja was pretty happy here. She had her soda pop and a couple pieces of licorice. Can't get much better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfhqOcgYII/AAAAAAAAAiA/e1AXS-2R5Iw/s1600-h/IMG_1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217386808880423042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfhqOcgYII/AAAAAAAAAiA/e1AXS-2R5Iw/s320/IMG_1923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaxon enjoyed the mud and shore walks with mom and dad and grandpa.  He kept going to one place though, and that was towards the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfhRp_NggI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ENGoSXvmLYo/s1600-h/IMG_1895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217386386777014786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfhRp_NggI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ENGoSXvmLYo/s320/IMG_1895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Tyler jumping the wake. He got on just like he knew what he was doing. OHHHH, he does know what he's doing.  "Good Job, Tyler", that's what Kaja would tell him. Then when he fell, she say, "Tyler, get up!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfg2rSO33I/AAAAAAAAAhw/JhtrorStrRo/s1600-h/IMG_1885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217385923268763506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfg2rSO33I/AAAAAAAAAhw/JhtrorStrRo/s320/IMG_1885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Paul.  He hasn't done this for a couple of years and he made it look so easy. He's getting ready for the BIG jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a really good day. We missed Kevin's and Leslie's families. We &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have to do it again.&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7340507510451763720-7219308486019701356?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/7219308486019701356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=7219308486019701356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7219308486019701356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/7219308486019701356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-boat-trip-of-season.html' title='First Boat Trip of the Season'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SGfkDk8XX9I/AAAAAAAAAio/PCFu9DH1YiY/s72-c/IMG_1937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-8900295356333874161</id><published>2008-06-20T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:27:41.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun In The Water</title><content type='html'>The grandkids were over the other day and this is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFv1PohPCsI/AAAAAAAAAho/pvWYJJwstzw/s1600-h/IMG_1878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214030642535140034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFv1PohPCsI/AAAAAAAAAho/pvWYJJwstzw/s320/IMG_1878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea and I were in frosting cupcakes and graham crackers and could hear Kaja giggling. We looked out the window and there she was, soaked from head to toe. She had gotten in the swimming pool - IN HER CLOTHES!  It was the funniest thing to see. She was having a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFv02MN7HMI/AAAAAAAAAhg/F2r714tovKM/s1600-h/IMG_1881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214030205441219778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFv02MN7HMI/AAAAAAAAAhg/F2r714tovKM/s320/IMG_1881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing left to do was to let Jax go and let him join in the fun. He wouldn't get in, but he loved to splash, and Kaja, of course, was a great help to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFv0aqNLbyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ZAYSIii5NG8/s1600-h/IMG_1877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214029732454821666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFv0aqNLbyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ZAYSIii5NG8/s320/IMG_1877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Kylee had to join in, although she wasn't in the splashing mood. She wanted to jump on the Tramp instead. She's found a new love - grandma's trampoline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the summer time and having the kids over. They always entertain us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7340507510451763720-8900295356333874161?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/8900295356333874161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=8900295356333874161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8900295356333874161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8900295356333874161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-in-water.html' title='Fun In The Water'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFv1PohPCsI/AAAAAAAAAho/pvWYJJwstzw/s72-c/IMG_1878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-971997261940245773</id><published>2008-06-17T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T07:28:57.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FATHER'S   DAY</title><content type='html'>We had a great Father's Day. Tracy and Rob had us all over to their home. We had delicious food and good conversation with the Fam. We are so blessed to have such a wonderful family and I'm so happy we get together often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfIpCqvFsI/AAAAAAAAAhI/kaHjtwTar04/s1600-h/IMG_1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212855701120947906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfIpCqvFsI/AAAAAAAAAhI/kaHjtwTar04/s320/IMG_1872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What are you doing Bill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfIF4GG8KI/AAAAAAAAAhA/MfOVpjl4QDQ/s1600-h/IMG_1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212855096987545762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfIF4GG8KI/AAAAAAAAAhA/MfOVpjl4QDQ/s320/IMG_1871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute girls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfHt1Ejg0I/AAAAAAAAAg4/UJGbR6ZeSGY/s1600-h/IMG_1855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212854683858862914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfHt1Ejg0I/AAAAAAAAAg4/UJGbR6ZeSGY/s320/IMG_1855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaxon provided the music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfHVMV-59I/AAAAAAAAAgw/LsDm3cvQcaE/s1600-h/IMG_1866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212854260609247186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfHVMV-59I/AAAAAAAAAgw/LsDm3cvQcaE/s320/IMG_1866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two are having way too much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfG87VdjBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/gV-bNjtcKyw/s1600-h/IMG_1860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212853843726797842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfG87VdjBI/AAAAAAAAAgo/gV-bNjtcKyw/s320/IMG_1860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some of the younger set, No I don't mean Rob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfGgdhFi8I/AAAAAAAAAgg/LCSYzbdl7uo/s1600-h/IMG_1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212853354686155714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfGgdhFi8I/AAAAAAAAAgg/LCSYzbdl7uo/s320/IMG_1861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying a little down time. The weather couldn't have been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfGB2n2YdI/AAAAAAAAAgY/TYM1bzl2lq4/s1600-h/IMG_1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212852828849463762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfGB2n2YdI/AAAAAAAAAgY/TYM1bzl2lq4/s320/IMG_1859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The steak and chicken were so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Father's Day to all the father's out there who have given us so much and who we love. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7340507510451763720-971997261940245773?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/971997261940245773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=971997261940245773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/971997261940245773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/971997261940245773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='FATHER&apos;S   DAY'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFfIpCqvFsI/AAAAAAAAAhI/kaHjtwTar04/s72-c/IMG_1872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-1648196709580761193</id><published>2008-06-14T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T06:47:11.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Corners</title><content type='html'>This is kind of goofy of me, but this picture is mostly for Christine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFPLUHFf2CI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XwFEflniOvU/s1600-h/scan0880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211732740157724706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFPLUHFf2CI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XwFEflniOvU/s320/scan0880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not sure what my dad is doing here, but this is a picture of the four corners of the States. Christine had told me she like to go here, this is it.&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/7340507510451763720-1648196709580761193?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/1648196709580761193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=1648196709580761193&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1648196709580761193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/1648196709580761193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-kind-of-goofy-of-me-but-this.html' title='Four Corners'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFPLUHFf2CI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XwFEflniOvU/s72-c/scan0880.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-8139372475435344747</id><published>2008-06-13T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T14:20:39.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Things Just Don't Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look at this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFLjo3nf3KI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7mtsmnV4QYQ/s1600-h/IMG_0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211478010084973730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFLjo3nf3KI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7mtsmnV4QYQ/s320/IMG_0928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Here is Kylee, Leslie's oldest wearing a pair of my glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFLi1BFWMhI/AAAAAAAAAgA/nEkZzQQneTM/s1600-h/scan0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211477119272890898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFLi1BFWMhI/AAAAAAAAAgA/nEkZzQQneTM/s320/scan0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And, here is Leslie, my oldest, wearing her Daddy's glasses. (He still has these, and wears them!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7340507510451763720-8139372475435344747?l=kneesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/feeds/8139372475435344747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7340507510451763720&amp;postID=8139372475435344747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8139372475435344747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7340507510451763720/posts/default/8139372475435344747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kneesir.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-things-just-dont-change.html' title='Some Things Just Don&apos;t Change'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09981792979782071972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFLjo3nf3KI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7mtsmnV4QYQ/s72-c/IMG_0928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7340507510451763720.post-341494264424277517</id><published>2008-06-12T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T17:54:49.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Grandparents</title><content type='html'>Here's a little tribute to grandparents. I want my kids to remember what great grandparents they had. So here are a few pictures for them to reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHB_ItQeTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Zj3UBwj3n8E/s1600-h/scan0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211159534257600818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHB_ItQeTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Zj3UBwj3n8E/s320/scan0314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my dad in Hawaii. He had a sister who lived there for a short while. He and Nana took a trip over to visit Mary Etta and Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHBoWolQ7I/AAAAAAAAAfw/HG8eMTHonnc/s1600-h/scan0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211159142859097010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHBoWolQ7I/AAAAAAAAAfw/HG8eMTHonnc/s320/scan0223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope they remember Grandma Melvina. She is David's dad's mom. Leslie and Andrea and I used to spend a lot of time with her. We only lived a block away when David was in Law School and we used to walk to her home and visit. She always had vanilla wafers for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHBFtJQD9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/0bLtvXueEy4/s1600-h/scan0795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211158547606278098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHBFtJQD9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/0bLtvXueEy4/s320/scan0795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is my Nana. I often wonder if my kids really remember her. But, here is Leslie with her at Christmas time. She was a wonderful lady. I learned a lot from her how to treat others and how to act like a lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHA7khjqBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/24pL1iNVO3A/s1600-h/scan0792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211158373493614610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHA7khjqBI/AAAAAAAAAfg/24pL1iNVO3A/s320/scan0792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom loved her grandkids. She couldn't get enough of them. And I know my kids have great stories to tell about Grandma Maureen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHAtcrtTJI/AAAAAAAAAfY/aQ8f18-9FaY/s1600-h/scan0802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211158130870537362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHAtcrtTJI/AAAAAAAAAfY/aQ8f18-9FaY/s320/scan0802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Couldn't help throw in another picture with Nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHAjWAlsCI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/EuMWGjbg8Ao/s1600-h/scan0348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211157957280378914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHAjWAlsCI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/EuMWGjbg8Ao/s320/scan0348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Grandpa Paul. He loved the outdoors. I don't have too many pictures of him, because he was always the photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_46cJZV6nxh0/SFHAKVqLV9I/AAAAAAAAAfI/LAoDXqhLhIo/s1600-h/scan0758.jpg"&gt;
