<?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-8215347765542161023</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:20:18.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowler's Alley</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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>314</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-1250950694861541744</id><published>2012-01-25T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T18:16:38.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly boy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_2St3REgnmA/TyC2qr7s9ZI/AAAAAAAAKEw/L4HPtY2rxf4/s1600/DSC03325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701757972714943890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_2St3REgnmA/TyC2qr7s9ZI/AAAAAAAAKEw/L4HPtY2rxf4/s320/DSC03325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Christmas I got these socks from Brett and Becky, I love them, they are so soft. My only problem is that I don't get to wear them. My boys think they are super soft and cozy also, so this is what happens to them. Spencer wears them almost every night, unless they are in the dirty clothes. He walked out in them one night and that was it, he was in love. He said the only think is that he wishes they weren't pink, he wants me to buy another pair for him, but in green (his favorite color). So I think I mught need to do that so I can ge a chance to wear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Brett and Becky, me and my boys thank you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-1250950694861541744?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1250950694861541744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=1250950694861541744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1250950694861541744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1250950694861541744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2012/01/silly-boy.html' title='Silly boy!!'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-_2St3REgnmA/TyC2qr7s9ZI/AAAAAAAAKEw/L4HPtY2rxf4/s72-c/DSC03325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-3138210316109942429</id><published>2012-01-25T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T18:09:33.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucas is 1!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-toqlVVbnz8g/TyC1n0O8onI/AAAAAAAAKEk/g9C1JJPiBb0/s1600/DSC03358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701756823891911282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-toqlVVbnz8g/TyC1n0O8onI/AAAAAAAAKEk/g9C1JJPiBb0/s320/DSC03358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X52guUL6ww4/TyC1nTAAUUI/AAAAAAAAKEY/PgC20Qs3dm8/s1600/DSC03341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701756814970868034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X52guUL6ww4/TyC1nTAAUUI/AAAAAAAAKEY/PgC20Qs3dm8/s320/DSC03341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7gUa_4xx9M/TyC1m29-zDI/AAAAAAAAKEM/DegAQF2p4wE/s1600/DSC03332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701756807446187058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7gUa_4xx9M/TyC1m29-zDI/AAAAAAAAKEM/DegAQF2p4wE/s320/DSC03332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XV9NRRDMyZI/TyC1l5isFnI/AAAAAAAAKEA/RFe6nNrbCxs/s1600/DSC03330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701756790957151858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XV9NRRDMyZI/TyC1l5isFnI/AAAAAAAAKEA/RFe6nNrbCxs/s320/DSC03330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbJUEVzLlew/TyC1lh4dHBI/AAAAAAAAKD0/kfXdXGTML8s/s1600/DSC03335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701756784605994002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbJUEVzLlew/TyC1lh4dHBI/AAAAAAAAKD0/kfXdXGTML8s/s320/DSC03335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this &lt;span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;is me telling you what a year we have had. We have had our ups and we have had our downs, but the most important thing ever and the biggest up is the year we have had with our Lucas boy. He is now 1!! I can't believe it. Everyone says "where did the year go" so I won't, but I am thinking it for sure. I just know that this little boy has been one of the 3 biggest blessings in Jason and I's life. He has brought such an amazing spirit and love into this family. No matter what kind of day I am having, all I have to do is look at him and his smile and all is forgotten and my spirits are lifted and I can go on with my day happier. God knew what I needed as a 3rd child, and man, did we get it. Everyone says that their child is perfect, but I don't know, this kid is pretty dang close. I just want to wish him the best year ever and tell him how much his family loves him dearly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Happy birthday, Luke! Your mom and dad and brothers love you soooo much! Lincoln says it best, "Yuke, we love you so much, a 'ol 'eap, with all our art, to infinity and beyond, forever and always". &lt;/span&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/8215347765542161023-3138210316109942429?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3138210316109942429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=3138210316109942429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3138210316109942429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3138210316109942429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2012/01/lucas-is-1.html' title='Lucas is 1!!'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-toqlVVbnz8g/TyC1n0O8onI/AAAAAAAAKEk/g9C1JJPiBb0/s72-c/DSC03358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-708711664690392937</id><published>2012-01-13T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T23:09:04.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another laugh from Lucas</title><content type='html'>Lucas is such a hoot. This is him again showing us how cute he can be....I mean, how cute he is. Yea, that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2a7c9eac06a4e6d3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a7c9eac06a4e6d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331905925%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17588DBCC84BE65ADA957FE4540C793036EB2DF8.523392E7111E9964D2D3536FB6BD7D898D05D981%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a7c9eac06a4e6d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9U-A6Eb0E4-hWldsk_afw_SlO_I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a7c9eac06a4e6d3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331905925%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17588DBCC84BE65ADA957FE4540C793036EB2DF8.523392E7111E9964D2D3536FB6BD7D898D05D981%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a7c9eac06a4e6d3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9U-A6Eb0E4-hWldsk_afw_SlO_I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-708711664690392937?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/708711664690392937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=708711664690392937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/708711664690392937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/708711664690392937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-laugh-from-lucas.html' title='Another laugh from Lucas'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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-8215347765542161023.post-5248970504822834003</id><published>2012-01-13T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:56:26.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucas and his Dad</title><content type='html'>I don't get it, but it gets Lucas laughing every time. It is so cute to watch. So enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a53a804ba968d5d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a53a804ba968d5d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331905925%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C4EC2E1E0EB949F5DCB982312078C1E43FD2F35.67BB26D995FAA5AB69137459817E757F035CADF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da53a804ba968d5d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgXxrRinqEWJP7rq96_0Qfkl1kyk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a53a804ba968d5d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331905925%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C4EC2E1E0EB949F5DCB982312078C1E43FD2F35.67BB26D995FAA5AB69137459817E757F035CADF0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da53a804ba968d5d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgXxrRinqEWJP7rq96_0Qfkl1kyk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-5248970504822834003?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5248970504822834003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=5248970504822834003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/5248970504822834003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/5248970504822834003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2012/01/lucas-and-his-dad.html' title='Lucas and his Dad'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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-8215347765542161023.post-4174359101990940579</id><published>2012-01-09T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:06:04.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fkrxIdVe8U/Twuzy8ZFdPI/AAAAAAAAKDY/duIrQeMz3W8/s1600/DSC03322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695843841526297842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fkrxIdVe8U/Twuzy8ZFdPI/AAAAAAAAKDY/duIrQeMz3W8/s320/DSC03322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is time to take down Christmas and before I did, Spencer wanted me to take a picture of his countdown that he and Lincoln put up.  The boys loved having Christmas decorations all over the house, so much that when it was time to take the tree down, Lincoln started bawling and ran into his room saying, "Mom, please don't take the tree down.....Christmas is not over....please mom". It was heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2lkkrN7dcM/TwuzyFgzx8I/AAAAAAAAKDM/msvqpYnfcaQ/s1600/DSC03321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695843826794743746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2lkkrN7dcM/TwuzyFgzx8I/AAAAAAAAKDM/msvqpYnfcaQ/s320/DSC03321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a surprise visitor over New Year's day. Grandma and Papa drove up to visit some friends and they stopped by on Monday and spent the day with us. It was so fun for the boys to get one-on-one attention with their grandparents. They loved every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfqtc6GkErE/Twuzx6aCBwI/AAAAAAAAKDA/pyVDfxG_6s4/s1600/DSC03313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695843823813527298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfqtc6GkErE/Twuzx6aCBwI/AAAAAAAAKDA/pyVDfxG_6s4/s320/DSC03313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before they left they took the boys on a walk around the neighborhood. The boys loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5L0ySG-VfE0/TwuzcnlWb2I/AAAAAAAAKC0/7WQAAF3uCtE/s1600/DSC03312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695843457983475554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5L0ySG-VfE0/TwuzcnlWb2I/AAAAAAAAKC0/7WQAAF3uCtE/s320/DSC03312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln wouldn't leave his Teddy behind so Papa decided to put him in his back pocket and let him run around with him there. Teddy held on for dear life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUV4zKXIvMk/TwuzbjtoC1I/AAAAAAAAKCs/BO3nGHXutuY/s1600/DSC03311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695843439764573010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUV4zKXIvMk/TwuzbjtoC1I/AAAAAAAAKCs/BO3nGHXutuY/s320/DSC03311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55t-HG5IIXA/TwuzbeDk7_I/AAAAAAAAKCc/k3eMyx2r_ag/s1600/DSC03309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695843438246031346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55t-HG5IIXA/TwuzbeDk7_I/AAAAAAAAKCc/k3eMyx2r_ag/s320/DSC03309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8EIA5HMVI_c/TwuzauqH5aI/AAAAAAAAKCQ/uxqFKbbJV2Y/s1600/DSC03307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695843425522804130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8EIA5HMVI_c/TwuzauqH5aI/AAAAAAAAKCQ/uxqFKbbJV2Y/s320/DSC03307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Papa reassuring Teddy in Lincoln's back pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-llxifyHrtZc/TwuzafqzGII/AAAAAAAAKCE/5FOw7gYO1uI/s1600/DSC03305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695843421499103362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-llxifyHrtZc/TwuzafqzGII/AAAAAAAAKCE/5FOw7gYO1uI/s320/DSC03305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys had a blast running around the yard. It was such a warm day, totally wierd for Jan 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-03tgfdUhim8/TwuyyRbmllI/AAAAAAAAKB8/n4K-U6yvheM/s1600/DSC03301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695842730482505298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-03tgfdUhim8/TwuyyRbmllI/AAAAAAAAKB8/n4K-U6yvheM/s320/DSC03301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Bowler with Spencer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-309C3u6EOEs/Twuyxw7o7AI/AAAAAAAAKBs/ICWDe_5IJQQ/s1600/DSC03294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695842721758505986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-309C3u6EOEs/Twuyxw7o7AI/AAAAAAAAKBs/ICWDe_5IJQQ/s320/DSC03294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas stayed behind while the boys went for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXHfPJuknzI/TwuyxBEecHI/AAAAAAAAKBk/PcWpH3sTpIw/s1600/DSC03288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695842708910665842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXHfPJuknzI/TwuyxBEecHI/AAAAAAAAKBk/PcWpH3sTpIw/s320/DSC03288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Off they go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsvwC-bJjJo/Twuyw4B_GyI/AAAAAAAAKBU/YF5nbkXAi-E/s1600/DSC03285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695842706484304674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsvwC-bJjJo/Twuyw4B_GyI/AAAAAAAAKBU/YF5nbkXAi-E/s320/DSC03285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EW55L5I9HLo/Twuywm9Ul7I/AAAAAAAAKBI/u-D2dCUo9CM/s1600/DSC03283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695842701901338546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EW55L5I9HLo/Twuywm9Ul7I/AAAAAAAAKBI/u-D2dCUo9CM/s320/DSC03283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3CcRnu2Jt2A/TwuyJKtUXRI/AAAAAAAAKA4/tYusaGGQ3WA/s1600/DSC03281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695842024303123730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3CcRnu2Jt2A/TwuyJKtUXRI/AAAAAAAAKA4/tYusaGGQ3WA/s320/DSC03281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer got to put up Grandma Hale's navitity countdown also. So here is the end result. It's funny how he placed them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-INTwTb2BR2E/TwuyIdOxefI/AAAAAAAAKAo/3jygY3hNgHQ/s1600/DSC03280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695842012095412722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-INTwTb2BR2E/TwuyIdOxefI/AAAAAAAAKAo/3jygY3hNgHQ/s320/DSC03280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took the boys to see "Alvin and the Chipmunks: Chipwrecked". It was a cute movie. The boys loved it. Their favorite part of the whole movie is when the credits are rolling and they get to go to the front of the theater and dance to the music. It's something that the kids have been doing since they could walk and by the end of the credits, there was about 15 kids down there dancing along with them. It was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BArTVC6yeqU/TwuyIOz4W4I/AAAAAAAAKAc/RFD_w8VtBQ4/s1600/DSC03279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695842008224521090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BArTVC6yeqU/TwuyIOz4W4I/AAAAAAAAKAc/RFD_w8VtBQ4/s320/DSC03279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer wanted to show us his "cool" pose. We wanted to take pictures in front of the chipmunks, but they didn't have any, so this worked for the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Lm_hl4hrP8/TwuyHepH2VI/AAAAAAAAKAQ/njD4JI77WNw/s1600/DSC03277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695841995294497106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Lm_hl4hrP8/TwuyHepH2VI/AAAAAAAAKAQ/njD4JI77WNw/s320/DSC03277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas enjoyed the movie also. He slept through the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WFq1iXE2cV4/TwuyHKv9r6I/AAAAAAAAKAE/eNLNBTSnahc/s1600/DSC03272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695841989954482082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WFq1iXE2cV4/TwuyHKv9r6I/AAAAAAAAKAE/eNLNBTSnahc/s320/DSC03272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmmm, I think you have something on your face. He was eating Lucky Charms and they are stuck to his face and hands. So we went back to Cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjAh8y4pKnE/TwuxigFD15I/AAAAAAAAJ_0/A2WVyVKymVM/s1600/DSC03268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695841360024950674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjAh8y4pKnE/TwuxigFD15I/AAAAAAAAJ_0/A2WVyVKymVM/s320/DSC03268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQSb89s59zg/Twuxh1z3sHI/AAAAAAAAJ_o/DEipznj0AL0/s1600/DSC03266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695841348678561906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQSb89s59zg/Twuxh1z3sHI/AAAAAAAAJ_o/DEipznj0AL0/s320/DSC03266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleeping princes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-TWes5Hiww/TwuxhDLQqUI/AAAAAAAAJ_c/xAq5u6T04js/s1600/DSC03264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695841335086459202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-TWes5Hiww/TwuxhDLQqUI/AAAAAAAAJ_c/xAq5u6T04js/s320/DSC03264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the outfit that Aunt Alisa gave Lucas for Christmas. It is so cute. He looks so dapper!! Thanks Aunt "Seesa"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WECaSr84KvY/TwuxghyD26I/AAAAAAAAJ_Q/GbA7d_0jsOo/s1600/DSC03263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695841326122392482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WECaSr84KvY/TwuxghyD26I/AAAAAAAAJ_Q/GbA7d_0jsOo/s320/DSC03263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ef7ZZGPwII/TwuxgWgjgLI/AAAAAAAAJ_E/o1jEOAhSiRo/s1600/DSC03262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695841323096178866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ef7ZZGPwII/TwuxgWgjgLI/AAAAAAAAJ_E/o1jEOAhSiRo/s320/DSC03262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8215347765542161023-4174359101990940579?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/4174359101990940579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=4174359101990940579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/4174359101990940579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/4174359101990940579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-is-time-to-take-down-christmas-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-6fkrxIdVe8U/Twuzy8ZFdPI/AAAAAAAAKDY/duIrQeMz3W8/s72-c/DSC03322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-3509007324930544221</id><published>2012-01-09T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T19:30:41.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Canyon</title><content type='html'>We had a great picnic at Snow Canyon with Jon and Prentiss, their girls, and Prentiss' sister Mallory. Mom had brought us sandwiches and afterwards she had to go back home and we decided to go on a hike to the sand dunes. We had the best time. We got to visit as we walked and the kids got to just run all over the place. We found thesand dunes and let the kids go at it. They had the time of their lives out there. I got some great pictures of our adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5Qqd8PhgWk/Twursc9TCGI/AAAAAAAAJ-k/Oollid7s3qM/s1600/DSC03257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695834933916010594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5Qqd8PhgWk/Twursc9TCGI/AAAAAAAAJ-k/Oollid7s3qM/s320/DSC03257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the sand that came out of the kids shoes and clothes when we got back. It was a ridiculous amount. But it was totally worth it. We stripped the kids down outside and took them right into a warm shower. I couldn't believe how much sand was in the kids clothes, even Lincoln's diaper was full of sand. So we made sure we washed them thoroughly. It's crazy where sand ends up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pb8MOGOVVbQ/TwurroylYNI/AAAAAAAAJ-U/RCYtjdfVjSs/s1600/DSC03255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695834919912431826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pb8MOGOVVbQ/TwurroylYNI/AAAAAAAAJ-U/RCYtjdfVjSs/s320/DSC03255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qWB-T3koxE/Twur4ELPNmI/AAAAAAAAJ-4/5eOu0HYN4WA/s1600/DSC03256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695835133422024290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qWB-T3koxE/Twur4ELPNmI/AAAAAAAAJ-4/5eOu0HYN4WA/s320/DSC03256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the remaining sand in the kids you-know-wheres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtcrVfWRUuo/TwurrASewzI/AAAAAAAAJ-I/5kG63lqx1mY/s1600/DSC03253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695834909040362290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtcrVfWRUuo/TwurrASewzI/AAAAAAAAJ-I/5kG63lqx1mY/s320/DSC03253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtlZUOTKNvY/TwurqZcmydI/AAAAAAAAJ98/X4OibQP30GY/s1600/DSC03249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695834898613848530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtlZUOTKNvY/TwurqZcmydI/AAAAAAAAJ98/X4OibQP30GY/s320/DSC03249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5ZwYSdFvuA/TwurqM7Z3MI/AAAAAAAAJ9w/iCIQ5WbrHGg/s1600/DSC03246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695834895253363906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5ZwYSdFvuA/TwurqM7Z3MI/AAAAAAAAJ9w/iCIQ5WbrHGg/s320/DSC03246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was enjoying his time in the swing as we were stripping the other boys down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GY1GC87h1Dg/TwurD8r5pCI/AAAAAAAAJ9k/-gOhQOD6Oho/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h35m08s168.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695834238058341410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GY1GC87h1Dg/TwurD8r5pCI/AAAAAAAAJ9k/-gOhQOD6Oho/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h35m08s168.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Luke's 1st experience with sand. It was a huge hit. He loved the feel of it. It was some cold sand too, so I was shocked he liked it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f0YpMgI7XCU/TwurDIQB0oI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/-u5WgT4l34k/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h34m12s116.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695834223982793346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f0YpMgI7XCU/TwurDIQB0oI/AAAAAAAAJ9Y/-u5WgT4l34k/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h34m12s116.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mNvsqkLEFTI/TwurCATu7oI/AAAAAAAAJ9M/A_NJaiQuoxU/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h33m35s3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695834204670979714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mNvsqkLEFTI/TwurCATu7oI/AAAAAAAAJ9M/A_NJaiQuoxU/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h33m35s3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2C-8-Fn-Uss/TwuqvP8yd8I/AAAAAAAAJ80/LkaX9YTipYs/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h32m56s134.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695833882452195266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2C-8-Fn-Uss/TwuqvP8yd8I/AAAAAAAAJ80/LkaX9YTipYs/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h32m56s134.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGszR2SxXso/TwuqubC2knI/AAAAAAAAJ8o/ND-f6HbRSAM/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h32m49s62.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695833868250550898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGszR2SxXso/TwuqubC2knI/AAAAAAAAJ8o/ND-f6HbRSAM/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h32m49s62.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DTxXr-g_Sa0/Twuqtk7uh6I/AAAAAAAAJ8c/Wvd2d9JeoPU/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h32m08s154.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695833853725149090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DTxXr-g_Sa0/Twuqtk7uh6I/AAAAAAAAJ8c/Wvd2d9JeoPU/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h32m08s154.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know how the kids got so much sand down there clothes, can you? They would just roll down the hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WcQqOiEmgns/TwuqsstCnBI/AAAAAAAAJ8U/vBkAnJjIMYs/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h31m57s54.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695833838631164946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WcQqOiEmgns/TwuqsstCnBI/AAAAAAAAJ8U/vBkAnJjIMYs/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h31m57s54.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYFRpeYmBtg/TwuqsGjCbGI/AAAAAAAAJ8E/GYeFM5E8Hfw/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h31m07s58.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695833828388662370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYFRpeYmBtg/TwuqsGjCbGI/AAAAAAAAJ8E/GYeFM5E8Hfw/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h31m07s58.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qIhv4n6jwnM/TwuqN991x-I/AAAAAAAAJ70/G0zYFtGR-74/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h30m45s89.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695833310689085410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qIhv4n6jwnM/TwuqN991x-I/AAAAAAAAJ70/G0zYFtGR-74/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h30m45s89.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sfSMG3XKfcw/TwuqNUjlANI/AAAAAAAAJ7o/XVTf1bN94Vo/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h30m28s166.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695833299573080274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sfSMG3XKfcw/TwuqNUjlANI/AAAAAAAAJ7o/XVTf1bN94Vo/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h30m28s166.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcwtUC0SZHE/TwuqNIxn18I/AAAAAAAAJ7c/7qI8VUDLeKA/s1600/DSC03245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695833296410761154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcwtUC0SZHE/TwuqNIxn18I/AAAAAAAAJ7c/7qI8VUDLeKA/s320/DSC03245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet baby Brooklynn all bundled up. It was chilly in the shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UOtCduK_vRg/TwuqMSAmi0I/AAAAAAAAJ7U/ncZT1N2Y2-Y/s1600/DSC03243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695833281709640514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UOtCduK_vRg/TwuqMSAmi0I/AAAAAAAAJ7U/ncZT1N2Y2-Y/s320/DSC03243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My boys can't get enough of their cousins. They just adore these girls. It's easy to do, they are pretty loveable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jQr48qHbfyM/TwuqMCMLypI/AAAAAAAAJ7I/bGHhS0j_0ZY/s1600/DSC03240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695833277463251602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jQr48qHbfyM/TwuqMCMLypI/AAAAAAAAJ7I/bGHhS0j_0ZY/s320/DSC03240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet little Luke just loving every minute of every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXvMt3wha4U/TwupjV5MdiI/AAAAAAAAJ60/YvOvVtcp_xE/s1600/DSC03238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695832578377676322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXvMt3wha4U/TwupjV5MdiI/AAAAAAAAJ60/YvOvVtcp_xE/s320/DSC03238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ou1234kgzjE/Twupi113Q_I/AAAAAAAAJ6k/tiNdZYQ97g4/s1600/DSC03236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695832569773769714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ou1234kgzjE/Twupi113Q_I/AAAAAAAAJ6k/tiNdZYQ97g4/s320/DSC03236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln loved rolling down these hills, it was the climbing back up that was difficult for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qf5TK1WPSck/TwupiB1rNjI/AAAAAAAAJ6Y/m64JUOOHz1c/s1600/DSC03233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695832555814336050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qf5TK1WPSck/TwupiB1rNjI/AAAAAAAAJ6Y/m64JUOOHz1c/s320/DSC03233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qi9gUWa7LPk/Twuphg1K-xI/AAAAAAAAJ6M/YzaFpXSj390/s1600/DSC03230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695832546953853714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qi9gUWa7LPk/Twuphg1K-xI/AAAAAAAAJ6M/YzaFpXSj390/s320/DSC03230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPBIkrYqDtE/TwuphRQdu9I/AAAAAAAAJ6A/FdE7vVC0REg/s1600/DSC03228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695832542773361618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPBIkrYqDtE/TwuphRQdu9I/AAAAAAAAJ6A/FdE7vVC0REg/s320/DSC03228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bWDbehcM-as/TwuoyJU_sfI/AAAAAAAAJ5w/DiNzJ7phCxE/s1600/DSC03226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695831733191029234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bWDbehcM-as/TwuoyJU_sfI/AAAAAAAAJ5w/DiNzJ7phCxE/s320/DSC03226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrjEdoQwzao/Twuoxcqe1SI/AAAAAAAAJ5k/TjkVShSQX5o/s1600/DSC03225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695831721201554722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrjEdoQwzao/Twuoxcqe1SI/AAAAAAAAJ5k/TjkVShSQX5o/s320/DSC03225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5Xz86qLnrw/Twuow4szOrI/AAAAAAAAJ5Y/fDv5Vic_YJk/s1600/DSC03224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695831711547603634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5Xz86qLnrw/Twuow4szOrI/AAAAAAAAJ5Y/fDv5Vic_YJk/s320/DSC03224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2JYGHqPGtM/TwuowCDVnQI/AAAAAAAAJ5M/MAjWpGgoArE/s1600/DSC03223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695831696878181634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2JYGHqPGtM/TwuowCDVnQI/AAAAAAAAJ5M/MAjWpGgoArE/s320/DSC03223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Tessa, feeling a little better. It was so good to see her in better spirits. I hate it when kids I love are sick, I just wish I could take over the pain and illness for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tHCKDuSRaGE/TwuovnidP4I/AAAAAAAAJ5A/npzctRYIUs4/s1600/DSC03220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695831689760948098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tHCKDuSRaGE/TwuovnidP4I/AAAAAAAAJ5A/npzctRYIUs4/s320/DSC03220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute cousins. I love how close these kids are. They can be away from each other for months and pick up where they left off seconds into seeing each other. It is really cute and I know this closeness will be a forever thing. I just wish we could get them together more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuYy4XJ1sn4/TwuoGTbZdGI/AAAAAAAAJ4w/PA6D_HBDZVA/s1600/DSC03218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695830979987993698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuYy4XJ1sn4/TwuoGTbZdGI/AAAAAAAAJ4w/PA6D_HBDZVA/s320/DSC03218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fpjsKUNcQ1c/TwuoF27o_uI/AAAAAAAAJ4k/SgJVfel3-6U/s1600/DSC03216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695830972338601698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fpjsKUNcQ1c/TwuoF27o_uI/AAAAAAAAJ4k/SgJVfel3-6U/s320/DSC03216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QKYAafoKyQ/TwuoFIoAUYI/AAAAAAAAJ4Y/ZsZi5pc-OLk/s1600/DSC03215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695830959908213122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QKYAafoKyQ/TwuoFIoAUYI/AAAAAAAAJ4Y/ZsZi5pc-OLk/s320/DSC03215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KqeJ6eYJrg/TwuoEsvCcjI/AAAAAAAAJ4M/xXbm__4mt08/s1600/DSC03214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695830952421519922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KqeJ6eYJrg/TwuoEsvCcjI/AAAAAAAAJ4M/xXbm__4mt08/s320/DSC03214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer and Tessa wanted a picture with this dog that was in the RV park. It was such a cute dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvOG4E1eZQk/TwuoELP3BqI/AAAAAAAAJ4A/Gl14DSbpbY0/s1600/DSC03211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695830943432378018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvOG4E1eZQk/TwuoELP3BqI/AAAAAAAAJ4A/Gl14DSbpbY0/s320/DSC03211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my first adventure in Snow Canyon. It's crazy that it has taken me so long to see, but  I think with as much fun as we had, this will be a tradition we will do every year. Thanks Jonny and Prenny for this special day, we had such a good time with you guys. 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We got there at about 5:30. We had a great night and since little Tessa girl was sick we got together the day after and had our celebration with everyone. When Prentiss and her girls arrived, we set Brooklynn down right next to Lucas. It had to be the cutest interaction ever. They just looked at each other and smiled. It was so cute, I had to take a lot of pictures, so bare with me, there are a lot. But I couldn't just pick a couple out to post. They really were adorable together. It just is so sad that they don't get together more often. I know they will be the closest cousins when they get bigger. Lucas will totally be a little protector towards her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9mFERae3gaM/TwujSuAJIXI/AAAAAAAAJ3c/Cvr-lXSqn2w/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h18m33s196.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695825695721726322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9mFERae3gaM/TwujSuAJIXI/AAAAAAAAJ3c/Cvr-lXSqn2w/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h18m33s196.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is so cute how they can't talk, but they don't need to. The way they were together was enough. They would reach out for each other and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TPsL8iXqg6g/TwujRsMLxbI/AAAAAAAAJ3Q/Gu0p7uzHMds/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h19m13s72.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695825678055490994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TPsL8iXqg6g/TwujRsMLxbI/AAAAAAAAJ3Q/Gu0p7uzHMds/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h19m13s72.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is crazy how two kids can look so much a like, but yet are so different. From the nose down, these 2 ar identical. It is so cute. They even sound the same. It's so fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JuaXv-t7ySc/TwujQrX2HrI/AAAAAAAAJ3E/VHObkF1-zTc/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h20m48s22.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695825660656098994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JuaXv-t7ySc/TwujQrX2HrI/AAAAAAAAJ3E/VHObkF1-zTc/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h20m48s22.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke just loved how someone was small like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GOFQmNX9ObE/TwujP2f1LbI/AAAAAAAAJ24/VsQ9D1aY_Nk/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h22m15s103.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695825646462512562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GOFQmNX9ObE/TwujP2f1LbI/AAAAAAAAJ24/VsQ9D1aY_Nk/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h22m15s103.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Man, she is so cute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mdI7SI46oRM/TwuigqrvjfI/AAAAAAAAJ2k/XW93AsfmHGs/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h25m29s10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695824835837398514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mdI7SI46oRM/TwuigqrvjfI/AAAAAAAAJ2k/XW93AsfmHGs/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h25m29s10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J5df0iFFj4c/TwuifjJri_I/AAAAAAAAJ2Y/LIbQ-om9WyE/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h26m54s104.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695824816635612146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J5df0iFFj4c/TwuifjJri_I/AAAAAAAAJ2Y/LIbQ-om9WyE/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h26m54s104.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ch-gE7D29zI/Twuie9Htm4I/AAAAAAAAJ2M/8hp3Be7tqRk/s1600/DSC03185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695824806426811266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ch-gE7D29zI/Twuie9Htm4I/AAAAAAAAJ2M/8hp3Be7tqRk/s320/DSC03185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zEs49U_aW0A/Twuid_z0GoI/AAAAAAAAJ2A/muAhGt-R77A/s1600/DSC03196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695824789968788098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zEs49U_aW0A/Twuid_z0GoI/AAAAAAAAJ2A/muAhGt-R77A/s320/DSC03196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQPGl48_Wn0/TwuidTtcxiI/AAAAAAAAJ10/tSVNWMZIYiA/s1600/DSC03195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695824778130933282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQPGl48_Wn0/TwuidTtcxiI/AAAAAAAAJ10/tSVNWMZIYiA/s320/DSC03195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caden and McKenna opening up their gifts from Grandma and Papa Bowler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rIvNZB-eImw/TwuhulUpciI/AAAAAAAAJ1o/W_fpmvE3KoE/s1600/DSC03197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695823975404892706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rIvNZB-eImw/TwuhulUpciI/AAAAAAAAJ1o/W_fpmvE3KoE/s320/DSC03197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-madiEoTytM4/Twuht82sbNI/AAAAAAAAJ1c/AUu5iyr6Alc/s1600/DSC03198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695823964541840594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-madiEoTytM4/Twuht82sbNI/AAAAAAAAJ1c/AUu5iyr6Alc/s320/DSC03198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Tessa girl was so sick. She was such a good trooper to come and be with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bsvie7yVAlI/TwuhtgdMc4I/AAAAAAAAJ1Q/H8ZvIdGxovk/s1600/DSC03200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695823956918694786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bsvie7yVAlI/TwuhtgdMc4I/AAAAAAAAJ1Q/H8ZvIdGxovk/s320/DSC03200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brooklynn being adorable as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AGWcke2nN2E/Twuhsd8KnoI/AAAAAAAAJ1E/wVM2dDQT5Vo/s1600/DSC03202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695823939063422594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AGWcke2nN2E/Twuhsd8KnoI/AAAAAAAAJ1E/wVM2dDQT5Vo/s320/DSC03202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys opening up their gift from Grandma and Papa. It was the perfect gift, a fire station that came with furniture and a police motorcycle and fire truck that lights up and makes sounds and a whole bunch of awesome stuff. It is really cool. The boys have loved it. It really was the perfect gift for them. Even Lucas plays with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695823928673992130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EcQUGRQy0HE/Twuhr3PIfcI/AAAAAAAAJ04/KxAIcBAayJg/s320/DSC03203.JPG" /&gt; We had a great Christmas and the boys got totally spoiled. We all did  really. It will be a Christmas we will never forget. We got to spend some great time with family, which was the best gift ever. Jason took his vacation time, so we got to have him for the entire week, it was absolutely perfect. &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/8215347765542161023-3103985591862440936?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3103985591862440936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=3103985591862440936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3103985591862440936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3103985591862440936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-with-bowler-fam.html' title='Christmas with the Bowler fam'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-BtGtEK09C8Q/TwujTYMRVWI/AAAAAAAAJ3o/TvPZIusWNSo/s72-c/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h17m14s174.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-7606494963790840803</id><published>2012-01-09T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:23:09.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAhWTN91xhQ/TwuWoQKa_RI/AAAAAAAAJ0s/Lmjt6NZtE9E/s1600/DSC03179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695811772017736978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAhWTN91xhQ/TwuWoQKa_RI/AAAAAAAAJ0s/Lmjt6NZtE9E/s320/DSC03179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas morning was a little hectic. We got up and got ready for church at 9. We decided to go to Kev and Tenille's ward because their church was the earliest. And we thought it would be pretty cool to be all together at church. So after I got myself ready to go, we woke up the kids and they ran upstairs to see what Santa brought them. Then we hurried and got them ready and headed to church. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2FaNdj_ScUA/TwuWToOfjsI/AAAAAAAAJ0c/_L6jlSGXY4k/s1600/DSC03170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695811417700011714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2FaNdj_ScUA/TwuWToOfjsI/AAAAAAAAJ0c/_L6jlSGXY4k/s320/DSC03170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys all ready for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qzAndpfXzew/TwuWS3S9DXI/AAAAAAAAJ0Q/rVKECulQkxA/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h08m48s222.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695811404565384562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qzAndpfXzew/TwuWS3S9DXI/AAAAAAAAJ0Q/rVKECulQkxA/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h08m48s222.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys were so tired and not all that willing to wake up ths morning, until they saw what Santa brought. Then they perked up pretty fast. The boys all got Christmas jammies that they opened the night before. Such a great tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S2tpivPZ-jU/TwuWR7dFgzI/AAAAAAAAJ0E/nPQk1aY6kMA/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h09m56s128.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695811388501754674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S2tpivPZ-jU/TwuWR7dFgzI/AAAAAAAAJ0E/nPQk1aY6kMA/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h09m56s128.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln showing me how to use his new cup from Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--JRSJwmC3xE/TwuWQyR7gWI/AAAAAAAAJz4/dtHhr3HE2oo/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h10m06s245.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695811368859173218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--JRSJwmC3xE/TwuWQyR7gWI/AAAAAAAAJz4/dtHhr3HE2oo/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h10m06s245.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer loved his new hat. Both the older boys got them and they wore them all day. They wanted to wear them to church, but we told them they can put them back on right when we get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MwSDbqcvK0c/TwuWQONKEPI/AAAAAAAAJzs/4rqSpgXAFSY/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h10m37s50.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695811359175479538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MwSDbqcvK0c/TwuWQONKEPI/AAAAAAAAJzs/4rqSpgXAFSY/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h10m37s50.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It actually worked out pretty perfect having our own little christmas celebration the morning before because then we got to enjoy christmas by going to church and hanging out with family before driving down south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VcA8j57m24Y/TwuVdLIKznI/AAAAAAAAJzY/_aRHK8YOx3k/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h12m00s97.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695810482175921778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VcA8j57m24Y/TwuVdLIKznI/AAAAAAAAJzY/_aRHK8YOx3k/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h12m00s97.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln figured out how to turn on his toy. This was his reaction when it came on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7DwzlsWWanM/TwuVcWpschI/AAAAAAAAJzM/kyJYbEPUQZg/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h12m43s27.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695810468089459218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7DwzlsWWanM/TwuVcWpschI/AAAAAAAAJzM/kyJYbEPUQZg/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h12m43s27.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys got m&amp;amp;m fans from Santa. They were a huge hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hhycu4fADq4/TwuVbLjNvBI/AAAAAAAAJzA/ILzzdhLmjRg/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h13m15s85.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695810447929621522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hhycu4fADq4/TwuVbLjNvBI/AAAAAAAAJzA/ILzzdhLmjRg/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h13m15s85.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas giving his dad a high five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KaGYpzJ7W2o/TwuVaFKuHJI/AAAAAAAAJy0/IY5giYPByvo/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h13m29s205.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695810429036403858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KaGYpzJ7W2o/TwuVaFKuHJI/AAAAAAAAJy0/IY5giYPByvo/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h13m29s205.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3sfrn5lndE/TwuVZf3LskI/AAAAAAAAJyo/Xhj1sf7iFGQ/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h15m09s218.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 180px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695810419022344770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3sfrn5lndE/TwuVZf3LskI/AAAAAAAAJyo/Xhj1sf7iFGQ/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h15m09s218.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are so blessed. We tried our hardest to instill in our children the true meaning of Christmas. Spencer puts it perfectly when you ask him why we have Christmas and he says, "Well, we have Christmas because Christ is the beginning of Christmas." &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/8215347765542161023-7606494963790840803?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/7606494963790840803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=7606494963790840803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/7606494963790840803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/7606494963790840803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-LAhWTN91xhQ/TwuWoQKa_RI/AAAAAAAAJ0s/Lmjt6NZtE9E/s72-c/DSC03179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-7110737710054626834</id><published>2012-01-04T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:30:16.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures of Hale family christmas party and Christmas eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fNz674I0TEQ/TwuR02WMekI/AAAAAAAAJyY/mZpoEbS0A14/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h07m09s15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695806490867956290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fNz674I0TEQ/TwuR02WMekI/AAAAAAAAJyY/mZpoEbS0A14/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h07m09s15.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas got this cute towel from his Aunt Tena and Uncle Brian. It is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-M1eqtUVMw/TwuRz2yVL9I/AAAAAAAAJyM/4Hukub27EpY/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h06m10s194.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695806473806098386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-M1eqtUVMw/TwuRz2yVL9I/AAAAAAAAJyM/4Hukub27EpY/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h06m10s194.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas loved his presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsYcb7WkRHE/TwuRzDTwN5I/AAAAAAAAJyA/WK-3utkus_M/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h05m13s124.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695806459987638162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsYcb7WkRHE/TwuRzDTwN5I/AAAAAAAAJyA/WK-3utkus_M/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h05m13s124.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loved the wrapping paper also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E8O99ybCnFY/TwuRZV2CuPI/AAAAAAAAJxo/0PIgBKB2HxA/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h04m24s161.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695806018286696690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E8O99ybCnFY/TwuRZV2CuPI/AAAAAAAAJxo/0PIgBKB2HxA/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h04m24s161.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vXsT3Yj0JBE/TwuRYETS2BI/AAAAAAAAJxc/r3sAeT51pSc/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h03m35s173.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695805996397680658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vXsT3Yj0JBE/TwuRYETS2BI/AAAAAAAAJxc/r3sAeT51pSc/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h03m35s173.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the funniest thing to watch. Kambry opens her mouth so wide to make sure she gets all the food in her mouth. I keep trying to get Luke to watch her so he can do the same. He barely opens his mouth to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFkozqW-lyk/TwuRXYTbCEI/AAAAAAAAJxQ/ZYdQCNgJuA0/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h02m49s215.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695805984587057218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFkozqW-lyk/TwuRXYTbCEI/AAAAAAAAJxQ/ZYdQCNgJuA0/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h02m49s215.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZ8z6hTOE2s/TwuRWuQgXbI/AAAAAAAAJxE/1MZPVVFdJN8/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h01m47s101.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695805973300534706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZ8z6hTOE2s/TwuRWuQgXbI/AAAAAAAAJxE/1MZPVVFdJN8/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h01m47s101.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My boys love to dance. You put music on and they all start to boogie. It's so cute. Even Lucas is in on the dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HaR-r7f11Do/TwuRVav69YI/AAAAAAAAJw4/NRuA8WgvrH8/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-21h58m53s164.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695805950883722626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HaR-r7f11Do/TwuRVav69YI/AAAAAAAAJw4/NRuA8WgvrH8/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-21h58m53s164.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at Lincoln's moves. He must get them from his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oTluSV7Yqgs/TwuQoMnM_4I/AAAAAAAAJwc/roZ6WKPLnnw/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-21h58m37s2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695805173994946434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oTluSV7Yqgs/TwuQoMnM_4I/AAAAAAAAJwc/roZ6WKPLnnw/s320/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-21h58m37s2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ylcl8VvNfjA/TwuQnjtnTFI/AAAAAAAAJwQ/ScNuUGQ72H8/s1600/DSC03166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695805163015982162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ylcl8VvNfjA/TwuQnjtnTFI/AAAAAAAAJwQ/ScNuUGQ72H8/s320/DSC03166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided to open all the presents from us to the kids on Christmas Eve morn so we can get ready to head down south. So this is the loot the boys got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HhgD8xibvg/TwuQmp-9fSI/AAAAAAAAJwE/l4rGzqRl3rw/s1600/DSC03164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695805147519483170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HhgD8xibvg/TwuQmp-9fSI/AAAAAAAAJwE/l4rGzqRl3rw/s320/DSC03164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great morning. We got up, opened gifts, packed up to go to St. George and then got a phone call that Christmas Eve was cancelled down south due to illnesses, so we got to play with our gifts and headed down the next day. It all worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VhaVY9k0qs/TwuQl27rqdI/AAAAAAAAJv4/j6buocPDTdw/s1600/DSC03162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695805133815523794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VhaVY9k0qs/TwuQl27rqdI/AAAAAAAAJv4/j6buocPDTdw/s320/DSC03162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx6SPCFxOzI/TwuQlqj2ofI/AAAAAAAAJvs/Z2pMy7UMOro/s1600/DSC03160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695805130494353906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx6SPCFxOzI/TwuQlqj2ofI/AAAAAAAAJvs/Z2pMy7UMOro/s320/DSC03160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my kind of mess. The kids had a great time opening up their gifts from each other and mom and dad and we just got to relax. It was a fun Christmas Eve. &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/8215347765542161023-7110737710054626834?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/7110737710054626834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=7110737710054626834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/7110737710054626834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/7110737710054626834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-eve-morning.html' title='More pictures of Hale family christmas party and Christmas eve'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-fNz674I0TEQ/TwuR02WMekI/AAAAAAAAJyY/mZpoEbS0A14/s72-c/vlcsnap-2012-01-04-22h07m09s15.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-3755184780741515099</id><published>2012-01-04T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:08:25.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Hale family pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_GuMcJER2A/TwuPIjoHkCI/AAAAAAAAJvg/96ctdUeZHaY/s1600/DSC03158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695803530905358370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_GuMcJER2A/TwuPIjoHkCI/AAAAAAAAJvg/96ctdUeZHaY/s320/DSC03158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our silly family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_B0oXjXCbDQ/TwuPHhAPlvI/AAAAAAAAJvU/visE-xyFt1o/s1600/DSC03157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695803513021372146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_B0oXjXCbDQ/TwuPHhAPlvI/AAAAAAAAJvU/visE-xyFt1o/s320/DSC03157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom with her kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw9Skx26MH8/TwuPHMOOBaI/AAAAAAAAJvI/FhYGNF_WjLw/s1600/DSC03149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695803507442845090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw9Skx26MH8/TwuPHMOOBaI/AAAAAAAAJvI/FhYGNF_WjLw/s320/DSC03149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Hale with her grandchildren&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/8215347765542161023-3755184780741515099?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3755184780741515099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=3755184780741515099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3755184780741515099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3755184780741515099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-hale-family-pictures.html' title='More Hale family pictures'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-T_GuMcJER2A/TwuPIjoHkCI/AAAAAAAAJvg/96ctdUeZHaY/s72-c/DSC03158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-5397157250386354255</id><published>2012-01-04T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:34:24.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with the Haleions....I mean, the Hale's - Dec. 23rd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had a great Hale Christmas party. We had yummy food, great conversations and just a grand ole' time. Here's some of the pictures from that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QG5FEiaF1Os/TwU5pNvLEtI/AAAAAAAAJuM/Gv2BKWKL6ww/s1600/DSC03143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694020684104798930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QG5FEiaF1Os/TwU5pNvLEtI/AAAAAAAAJuM/Gv2BKWKL6ww/s320/DSC03143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lincoln thought it would be fun to wear his Uncle Brett's boot as a glove. It looked so funny that I had to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xRM0OcAFhrA/TwU5opNtN_I/AAAAAAAAJuA/ZXUFpFBe3-E/s1600/DSC03142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694020674300753906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xRM0OcAFhrA/TwU5opNtN_I/AAAAAAAAJuA/ZXUFpFBe3-E/s320/DSC03142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why is it that I have my boys dressed so cute and then at the end of the night, this is always how they look. It's a little frustrating......but at least he still is cute without the sweater on....right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9wXzmQen_0/TwU5nlRLQcI/AAAAAAAAJt0/lcWaVePQq1c/s1600/DSC03133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694020656061694402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9wXzmQen_0/TwU5nlRLQcI/AAAAAAAAJt0/lcWaVePQq1c/s320/DSC03133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the outfit we got Kambry. I think they liked it, she is so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDfrTB4nYN8/TwU5nY3RayI/AAAAAAAAJto/4_2MV4bkIQE/s1600/DSC03132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694020652731820834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDfrTB4nYN8/TwU5nY3RayI/AAAAAAAAJto/4_2MV4bkIQE/s320/DSC03132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys opening up some of their gifts. They struck gold this Christmas. They really got spoiled.....it's too bad they didn't deserve any of it. Heehee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FmbKNZN3k-c/TwU488rlx9I/AAAAAAAAJtc/pGM3VXlMAxA/s1600/DSC03128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019923612125138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FmbKNZN3k-c/TwU488rlx9I/AAAAAAAAJtc/pGM3VXlMAxA/s320/DSC03128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kambry blowing kisses. I really can't get enough of her, she is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pRBDcjU0XGI/TwU48r-1F9I/AAAAAAAAJtQ/IWUg17hIZEQ/s1600/DSC03127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019919129417682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pRBDcjU0XGI/TwU48r-1F9I/AAAAAAAAJtQ/IWUg17hIZEQ/s320/DSC03127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Christopher Pop-in-kins dropped in the night if Thanksgiving and he popped into the most outrageous places. Here are just some of them. He popped into Spencer's stocking.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sUyN1m4Nfos/TwU47mWyowI/AAAAAAAAJtI/XG7sylmrLf0/s1600/DSC03125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019900439438082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sUyN1m4Nfos/TwU47mWyowI/AAAAAAAAJtI/XG7sylmrLf0/s320/DSC03125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then Lincoln's stocking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fimJYNLTxUc/TwU47PRQD-I/AAAAAAAAJs4/r6ZPuhHAdxE/s1600/DSC03123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019894242185186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fimJYNLTxUc/TwU47PRQD-I/AAAAAAAAJs4/r6ZPuhHAdxE/s320/DSC03123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what happens when Lucas drinks too much. He really should cut back. We keep trying to tell him, but he's not listening to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IB3WQ-0OmOQ/TwU46zhQBiI/AAAAAAAAJss/PEM0DnqAzsU/s1600/DSC03121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019886793098786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IB3WQ-0OmOQ/TwU46zhQBiI/AAAAAAAAJss/PEM0DnqAzsU/s320/DSC03121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2Hf7Cm8Zzo/TwU4TTtffHI/AAAAAAAAJsg/2OWpiM0ZfNQ/s1600/DSC03113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019208239610994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2Hf7Cm8Zzo/TwU4TTtffHI/AAAAAAAAJsg/2OWpiM0ZfNQ/s320/DSC03113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our sweet boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G34kwWuPleI/TwU4TI-Ex6I/AAAAAAAAJsU/J6xAtLFarg8/s1600/DSC03112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019205356373922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G34kwWuPleI/TwU4TI-Ex6I/AAAAAAAAJsU/J6xAtLFarg8/s320/DSC03112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christopher popped in by our star...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ckwSm-WxRg/TwU4SryGZvI/AAAAAAAAJsI/PQJi5ZXS-5E/s1600/DSC03111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019197521520370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ckwSm-WxRg/TwU4SryGZvI/AAAAAAAAJsI/PQJi5ZXS-5E/s320/DSC03111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yl22aS32UjQ/TwU4SL9WxoI/AAAAAAAAJr8/pEgxYlqcJFs/s1600/DSC03102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019188978796162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yl22aS32UjQ/TwU4SL9WxoI/AAAAAAAAJr8/pEgxYlqcJFs/s320/DSC03102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the most unique.... in our gumball machine. The kids were fascinated with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9zSN4S-x-ls/TwU4R7_IS2I/AAAAAAAAJrw/H5h8UkIMf_U/s1600/DSC03100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694019184691268450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9zSN4S-x-ls/TwU4R7_IS2I/AAAAAAAAJrw/H5h8UkIMf_U/s320/DSC03100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3U2szvq8bs/TwU5p7bG-SI/AAAAAAAAJuY/wYzMQwC8bvg/s1600/DSC03148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694020696368675106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3U2szvq8bs/TwU5p7bG-SI/AAAAAAAAJuY/wYzMQwC8bvg/s320/DSC03148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our Hale family picture. I don't know what happened to the picture, some sort of reflection off something, but oh well. Alisa got better shots, thank goodness. It was about time for this picture, the last was only with Micah and Spencer. So yes, it was time. &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/8215347765542161023-5397157250386354255?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5397157250386354255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=5397157250386354255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/5397157250386354255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/5397157250386354255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-with-haleionsi-mean-hales-dec.html' title='Christmas with the Haleions....I mean, the Hale&apos;s - Dec. 23rd'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-QG5FEiaF1Os/TwU5pNvLEtI/AAAAAAAAJuM/Gv2BKWKL6ww/s72-c/DSC03143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-6646604219489411473</id><published>2011-12-13T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:41:34.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, we decked the halls at our house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cT4CzNrMo0c/TueayE06oKI/AAAAAAAAJrg/abXELbzbO2s/s1600/DSC03096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685683239658365090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cT4CzNrMo0c/TueayE06oKI/AAAAAAAAJrg/abXELbzbO2s/s320/DSC03096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was so amazed at our tree. We weren't going to decorate our place because we thought we'd be moving (hopefully) with Jason's promotion that we thought he'd be given by now......but with our luck we are still waiting for that to happen. So we decided to just decorate and get our place all festive. It's been really fun. Lucas will go up to the tree and just giggle. It's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5e90O0ZvWE/TueaxoeREiI/AAAAAAAAJrU/IBUayEDnoJ8/s1600/DSC03086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685683232047174178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5e90O0ZvWE/TueaxoeREiI/AAAAAAAAJrU/IBUayEDnoJ8/s320/DSC03086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lucas making sure we hooked everything up right. He's doing a pretty good job at not touching the tree. He just sits and stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KClqOILLpGQ/TueaxLg12xI/AAAAAAAAJrI/m5anplReRok/s1600/DSC03081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685683224273345298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KClqOILLpGQ/TueaxLg12xI/AAAAAAAAJrI/m5anplReRok/s320/DSC03081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided that we needed to deocorate Luke's bouncer. He loved it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JQtSNRqOSCY/TueawLGehvI/AAAAAAAAJq8/qf2rSb2NbpY/s1600/DSC03080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685683206982895346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JQtSNRqOSCY/TueawLGehvI/AAAAAAAAJq8/qf2rSb2NbpY/s320/DSC03080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys wanted to get in the action, Lucas is giving Lincoln some kisses!!! Ahhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HceYnf3xbSU/Tueav7_sFUI/AAAAAAAAJqw/EQSAITh8jQ4/s1600/DSC03079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685683202927891778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HceYnf3xbSU/Tueav7_sFUI/AAAAAAAAJqw/EQSAITh8jQ4/s320/DSC03079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_mon1YZCicw/TueaF-YFyPI/AAAAAAAAJqg/W46wmKpw-r4/s1600/DSC03075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685682482012604658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_mon1YZCicw/TueaF-YFyPI/AAAAAAAAJqg/W46wmKpw-r4/s320/DSC03075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-13NiN6-vniQ/TueaFEbSzAI/AAAAAAAAJqU/okVZZIzxDtM/s1600/DSC03064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685682466456783874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-13NiN6-vniQ/TueaFEbSzAI/AAAAAAAAJqU/okVZZIzxDtM/s320/DSC03064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZgvcSJ9jkU/TueaElMSd4I/AAAAAAAAJqI/XpybnSmqb_U/s1600/DSC03063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685682458072348546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZgvcSJ9jkU/TueaElMSd4I/AAAAAAAAJqI/XpybnSmqb_U/s320/DSC03063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is when we first put on the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-blnrXOegt1g/TueaD5ki9sI/AAAAAAAAJp8/JDIr5rC6O4U/s1600/DSC03061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685682446362932930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-blnrXOegt1g/TueaD5ki9sI/AAAAAAAAJp8/JDIr5rC6O4U/s320/DSC03061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Decorating is so exhausting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5eEb3f6z_Gw/TueaDcc0biI/AAAAAAAAJpw/BmZXT37vHNI/s1600/DSC03059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685682438545894946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5eEb3f6z_Gw/TueaDcc0biI/AAAAAAAAJpw/BmZXT37vHNI/s320/DSC03059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was our tree before we decorated. It was so pathetic. We now have lights on it and it's in the boys room. They love 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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-6646604219489411473?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6646604219489411473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=6646604219489411473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/6646604219489411473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/6646604219489411473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/12/finally-we-decked-halls-at-our-house.html' title='Finally, we decked the halls at our house'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-cT4CzNrMo0c/TueayE06oKI/AAAAAAAAJrg/abXELbzbO2s/s72-c/DSC03096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-256744591316267441</id><published>2011-12-03T00:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T01:13:54.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa....I know him!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jaxxCbM9SDQ/TtnlYCt_AiI/AAAAAAAAJpk/YLAq9tOcBrU/s1600/SOUTH%252520TOWNE%252520CTR_20111128_000069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681824606113956386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jaxxCbM9SDQ/TtnlYCt_AiI/AAAAAAAAJpk/YLAq9tOcBrU/s320/SOUTH%252520TOWNE%252520CTR_20111128_000069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took the boys to see Santa at the mall on Monday. It was so awesome. It was dead there, so the boys got extra time to talk to him and hug him. It was so fun for them. When Santa asked Spencer what he wanted for Christmas, Spencer said "Oh.....maybe a toy or a game....I'm not picky". Santa was shocked. Can you imagine all the kids he sees a day and it's probably pretty rare for him to get a response like that. He was so impressed. I was pretty proud myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T07RHkwJXfw/TtnlMNsZmAI/AAAAAAAAJpU/RagpupdBkvY/s1600/DSC03055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681824402901669890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T07RHkwJXfw/TtnlMNsZmAI/AAAAAAAAJpU/RagpupdBkvY/s320/DSC03055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys enjoying the play area in the Santa waiting line (even though there wasn't a line, they still wanted to hang out and play).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zqrAXLEiJwk/TtnlKgP47rI/AAAAAAAAJpM/fSXFlEUl_L8/s1600/DSC03054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681824373522624178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zqrAXLEiJwk/TtnlKgP47rI/AAAAAAAAJpM/fSXFlEUl_L8/s320/DSC03054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5HKldDJ5wQ/TtnlJ2STsgI/AAAAAAAAJo8/P0vVJEXIa6I/s1600/DSC03053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681824362258477570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5HKldDJ5wQ/TtnlJ2STsgI/AAAAAAAAJo8/P0vVJEXIa6I/s320/DSC03053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer showing me where Santa lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHbd4BnlOdw/TtnlI6F9bfI/AAAAAAAAJow/7R3nPPgPMJE/s1600/DSC03050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681824346100559346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHbd4BnlOdw/TtnlI6F9bfI/AAAAAAAAJow/7R3nPPgPMJE/s320/DSC03050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas couldn't wait to see Santa. Ok, maybe you're right....he's too young.......but he was exciting on the inside. He knew something cool was about to happen. I mean, he was out of his pj's maybe that's what he was so excited about. Hmmmm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5d6Ge3yhSg8/TtnlIjWDF0I/AAAAAAAAJok/1xAJOlLcJHw/s1600/DSC03048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681824339994023746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5d6Ge3yhSg8/TtnlIjWDF0I/AAAAAAAAJok/1xAJOlLcJHw/s320/DSC03048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alisa came over for a visit (which is a super big treat for them and me) and Lincoln was getting some lovin' from both parties. He was laying on Spencer who was sitting on Aunt Alisa while watching a Christmas show. So cute. &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/8215347765542161023-256744591316267441?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/256744591316267441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=256744591316267441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/256744591316267441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/256744591316267441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/12/santai-know-him.html' title='Santa....I know him!!!!!'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-jaxxCbM9SDQ/TtnlYCt_AiI/AAAAAAAAJpk/YLAq9tOcBrU/s72-c/SOUTH%252520TOWNE%252520CTR_20111128_000069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-1888641655600759840</id><published>2011-11-27T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:57:04.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving, Primary Program, Haircuts, oh my!!</title><content type='html'>Disclosure: This post is all out of order. Soryy about that. It really goes......haircuts, Primary program and then Thanksgiving, but who's keeping track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VqrbHjSqkvc/TtnZ61oXAbI/AAAAAAAAJoE/xq-McUwZPGY/s1600/DSC03041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681812009756590514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VqrbHjSqkvc/TtnZ61oXAbI/AAAAAAAAJoE/xq-McUwZPGY/s320/DSC03041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Alisa bought some beads for the boys so they could make their own necklaces whilst us sisters made our own jewelry. We had a great time over the weekend decorating mom's house, making jewelry and doing our craft project, the Grinch. It was all so fun. Thanks again Jonsie for bringing up your beads, I have some awesome watch bands because of you and I thank you again for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tHaGrJReyM0/TtnZ7jRrezI/AAAAAAAAJoQ/Sl9J_IbJ2XU/s1600/DSC03044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681812022009494322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tHaGrJReyM0/TtnZ7jRrezI/AAAAAAAAJoQ/Sl9J_IbJ2XU/s320/DSC03044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was our finished project. It's so appropriate on my account because it's the only thing up downstairs. We are waiting for our fate of Jason's job and it would be pointless to put up all our decorations just to find out we are moving and have to take it all down again. So yes, my Grinch is up and looking good. Thanks to Alisa for the awesome face that she did. Man, I have some talented sisters. I love you guys so much. Thanks for letting me mooch off of your abilities.I am so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EVKqfzM9V8Q/TtnZ6DU82vI/AAAAAAAAJn4/Dxny1S2JacA/s1600/DSC03038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681811996253412082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EVKqfzM9V8Q/TtnZ6DU82vI/AAAAAAAAJn4/Dxny1S2JacA/s320/DSC03038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the 3 faces (Tenille left earlier so hers didn't get done). They turned out so different, but oh so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJD2n1zcVKM/TtnZ5GWU32I/AAAAAAAAJns/ZgJ3dN6TNhI/s1600/DSC03036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681811979884617570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJD2n1zcVKM/TtnZ5GWU32I/AAAAAAAAJns/ZgJ3dN6TNhI/s320/DSC03036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer with his cousin. He just loves spending time with his cousins. He eats it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zzsqFIa6ulU/TtnZ43y7h7I/AAAAAAAAJng/lx0X1io7uPE/s1600/DSC03035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681811975978059698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zzsqFIa6ulU/TtnZ43y7h7I/AAAAAAAAJng/lx0X1io7uPE/s320/DSC03035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousin time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CuCOZgfmU10/TtnZMA4YlpI/AAAAAAAAJnQ/LM5V0kNcnU4/s1600/DSC03033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681811205322741394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CuCOZgfmU10/TtnZMA4YlpI/AAAAAAAAJnQ/LM5V0kNcnU4/s320/DSC03033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have to say this is a fine looking bunch of kiddos. If I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wb0vtSLJts/TtnZKkgp49I/AAAAAAAAJnE/NKcVhlPR_6M/s1600/DSC03021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681811180527150034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wb0vtSLJts/TtnZKkgp49I/AAAAAAAAJnE/NKcVhlPR_6M/s320/DSC03021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My boys after a yummy thanksgiving meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcAf6Vt80ok/TtnZKfJVlVI/AAAAAAAAJm4/zhhFv4eG1pk/s1600/DSC03018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681811179087172946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcAf6Vt80ok/TtnZKfJVlVI/AAAAAAAAJm4/zhhFv4eG1pk/s320/DSC03018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alisa and Joni played candyland with the kids while us parents vegged out. I ate way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ed_v1Nu3TQM/TtnZI9JqlOI/AAAAAAAAJms/hbIyvek1O1E/s1600/DSC03017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681811152781874402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ed_v1Nu3TQM/TtnZI9JqlOI/AAAAAAAAJms/hbIyvek1O1E/s320/DSC03017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kambry being a cutie pie like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iCkBb9f1AlE/TtnZImLZSbI/AAAAAAAAJmg/rO8hRVf02sg/s1600/DSC03015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681811146615114162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iCkBb9f1AlE/TtnZImLZSbI/AAAAAAAAJmg/rO8hRVf02sg/s320/DSC03015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kev had a migraine and Kambry was helping him by smacking him in the head. So helpful she is. By the looks of Kevin, he was not minding it a bit. Now if it was anybody but Kambry, you know what would hit the fan.......yup. She has his number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQYLrWbFXgU/TtnSNDOS-eI/AAAAAAAAJmM/GcnW4PGYI-A/s1600/DSC03014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681803526549993954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQYLrWbFXgU/TtnSNDOS-eI/AAAAAAAAJmM/GcnW4PGYI-A/s320/DSC03014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It really sickens me how cute this family is. I mean, seriously!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKVpvlJ3h_E/TtnSMuR962I/AAAAAAAAJmE/MQ-mai9JmmI/s1600/DSC03011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681803520928246626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKVpvlJ3h_E/TtnSMuR962I/AAAAAAAAJmE/MQ-mai9JmmI/s320/DSC03011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Luke had had enough. Too much excitement and food. They needed a little nap to get through the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QNzXXD7czt4/TtnSLnbdFnI/AAAAAAAAJl4/GZHHqGJXzUs/s1600/DSC03007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681803501909120626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QNzXXD7czt4/TtnSLnbdFnI/AAAAAAAAJl4/GZHHqGJXzUs/s320/DSC03007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln was loving his pie so much that he is actually licking his plate clean. Now he might of been cohersed to do it, but I knew eventually he would do it anyways, so I wanted to get a good picture of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zoZt3OWSvRM/TtnSKzF-h3I/AAAAAAAAJls/K6veD5qxkPg/s1600/DSC02999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681803487860393842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zoZt3OWSvRM/TtnSKzF-h3I/AAAAAAAAJls/K6veD5qxkPg/s320/DSC02999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln after his pie. Yum!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bLQa2GnFvbU/TtnSKVzgGJI/AAAAAAAAJlg/77Yl0Al_xYY/s1600/DSC02997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681803479998273682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bLQa2GnFvbU/TtnSKVzgGJI/AAAAAAAAJlg/77Yl0Al_xYY/s320/DSC02997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brett helping.....he's so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VTAJ1Dc45mw/TtnQ7DOKZ-I/AAAAAAAAJlQ/60ODWqi-S78/s1600/DSC02995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681802117800159202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VTAJ1Dc45mw/TtnQ7DOKZ-I/AAAAAAAAJlQ/60ODWqi-S78/s320/DSC02995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey good lookin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7ikgcikeDc/TtnQ6aD0GOI/AAAAAAAAJlE/_EXdo03W8KQ/s1600/DSC02989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681802106750900450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7ikgcikeDc/TtnQ6aD0GOI/AAAAAAAAJlE/_EXdo03W8KQ/s320/DSC02989.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's really sad that this little sweetheart looks nothing like her parents. I mean, it is pretty crazy how much Micah and Spencer look alike. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SvipEwX6Q7c/TtnQ5gbsaJI/AAAAAAAAJk4/8NIQ5qGJTyM/s1600/DSC02988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681802091281803410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SvipEwX6Q7c/TtnQ5gbsaJI/AAAAAAAAJk4/8NIQ5qGJTyM/s320/DSC02988.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tenille and Kev enjoying the day. Kevin got so much happier when football got turned on. I really don't get it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ltsh0gT_1jc/TtnQ4w8HHNI/AAAAAAAAJks/g-6Z3Nnnk0U/s1600/DSC02984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681802078532869330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ltsh0gT_1jc/TtnQ4w8HHNI/AAAAAAAAJks/g-6Z3Nnnk0U/s320/DSC02984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas loved the pie as well. He had that look in his eye when I stopped feeding it to him. I really thought he was gonna hurt me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7MX09Sgn4cI/TtnQ4SnwZLI/AAAAAAAAJkg/Gu4stBSFUqY/s1600/DSC02982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681802070394430642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7MX09Sgn4cI/TtnQ4SnwZLI/AAAAAAAAJkg/Gu4stBSFUqY/s320/DSC02982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So what do you do after you get up early and run 6 miles......yeah, you go outside and run around with your nephews. I mean, I got tired just watching it. It was really fun seeing Brett run around with the boys. They were loving every minute of it. It was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qcBSAK1c__s/TtnQMb_W2II/AAAAAAAAJkM/86fIvFt6sU8/s1600/DSC02979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681801316995094658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qcBSAK1c__s/TtnQMb_W2II/AAAAAAAAJkM/86fIvFt6sU8/s320/DSC02979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lincoln helping Brett off the ground. So kind!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eP31iPO3lWE/TtnQLyb0QBI/AAAAAAAAJkA/ob78sHRrhdU/s1600/DSC02980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681801305840173074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eP31iPO3lWE/TtnQLyb0QBI/AAAAAAAAJkA/ob78sHRrhdU/s320/DSC02980.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_CSXxSO7uI/TtnQLCU8idI/AAAAAAAAJj4/hvmDcpDtKdY/s1600/DSC02977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681801292926454226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r_CSXxSO7uI/TtnQLCU8idI/AAAAAAAAJj4/hvmDcpDtKdY/s320/DSC02977.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Brett got him!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great Thanksgiving with great food, great company and great conversation. What more could you ask for? We are very blessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIHddvGtqL0/TtnQKo61TJI/AAAAAAAAJjs/RktLA2A7SvE/s1600/DSC02974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681801286106041490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIHddvGtqL0/TtnQKo61TJI/AAAAAAAAJjs/RktLA2A7SvE/s320/DSC02974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is all the necklaces Jonsie brought up with her. The boys thought it would be fun to try them on.......all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynZCd0AQxFo/TtnQKaoH25I/AAAAAAAAJjk/nhiVg0-fouQ/s1600/DSC02973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681801282269469586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynZCd0AQxFo/TtnQKaoH25I/AAAAAAAAJjk/nhiVg0-fouQ/s320/DSC02973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincolns turn to look pretty!!!! Should I be worried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vYBBCCQwtAI/TtnPgeQE_0I/AAAAAAAAJjQ/oG1U_xb1beo/s1600/DSC02968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681800561687854914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vYBBCCQwtAI/TtnPgeQE_0I/AAAAAAAAJjQ/oG1U_xb1beo/s320/DSC02968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer and Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_WGnnWImFbQ/TtnPf9F_AII/AAAAAAAAJjE/w6XxOfc45HY/s1600/DSC02956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681800552787148930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_WGnnWImFbQ/TtnPf9F_AII/AAAAAAAAJjE/w6XxOfc45HY/s320/DSC02956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took off Luke's church clothes and this is what he ended up with. Knee socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D3y5EzHKt1E/TtnPeyqlVZI/AAAAAAAAJi8/9TQCZWflEFE/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-12-03-00h20m59s98.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681800532807996818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D3y5EzHKt1E/TtnPeyqlVZI/AAAAAAAAJi8/9TQCZWflEFE/s320/vlcsnap-2011-12-03-00h20m59s98.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer's Primary Program part. He was so cute. He was so confident in his part he added actions. He said, "My body is a temple, it is a present from my father. We need to follow the word of wisdom and do good things." He shook his finger at everyone at the last part. It was so cute and everyone laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0DcwkA6Cbk/TtnPeIdzytI/AAAAAAAAJiw/RkILnFoA52w/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-12-03-00h21m57s26.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681800521480129234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0DcwkA6Cbk/TtnPeIdzytI/AAAAAAAAJiw/RkILnFoA52w/s320/vlcsnap-2011-12-03-00h21m57s26.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0sZnHtaszFk/TtnPdgjFiHI/AAAAAAAAJik/ZMhKMBMUibM/s1600/DSC02952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681800510764845170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0sZnHtaszFk/TtnPdgjFiHI/AAAAAAAAJik/ZMhKMBMUibM/s320/DSC02952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what he made in Primary. It is so clever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F3bgxqArAUE/TtnNU3vSM3I/AAAAAAAAJiU/VfWwke91w4U/s1600/DSC02953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681798163347944306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F3bgxqArAUE/TtnNU3vSM3I/AAAAAAAAJiU/VfWwke91w4U/s320/DSC02953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer showing it off before he eats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fsWoh95eiI/TtnNUg2AXiI/AAAAAAAAJiI/A5zAMEiTufQ/s1600/DSC02945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681798157202120226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fsWoh95eiI/TtnNUg2AXiI/AAAAAAAAJiI/A5zAMEiTufQ/s320/DSC02945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haircut time. It was sooooo needed. I don't know why we wait so long. It hink I say that every time. But it's so true. It makes such a huge difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNmuryXYEyI/TtnNTYMHvxI/AAAAAAAAJiA/-ryL09VyeRw/s1600/DSC02944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681798137699090194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNmuryXYEyI/TtnNTYMHvxI/AAAAAAAAJiA/-ryL09VyeRw/s320/DSC02944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My kids hair grow so fast. Why can;t that rub off on me. AGHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh-cjPeYAbQ/TtnNSj4JALI/AAAAAAAAJhw/SXwFJ3RPO0s/s1600/DSC02932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681798123656642738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh-cjPeYAbQ/TtnNSj4JALI/AAAAAAAAJhw/SXwFJ3RPO0s/s320/DSC02932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Linc's beforehand shot. So scraggly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqSlQSewfm8/TtnNSbCpAwI/AAAAAAAAJhk/B5brdlQ2TGI/s1600/DSC02935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681798121284764418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqSlQSewfm8/TtnNSbCpAwI/AAAAAAAAJhk/B5brdlQ2TGI/s320/DSC02935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas had his 1st haircut. He doesn't have much, but what he did have needed to be trimmed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lTGbTzuV3Sc/TtKxpFI--uI/AAAAAAAAJhM/lU-PkiCzVf4/s1600/DSC02929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679797399380228834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lTGbTzuV3Sc/TtKxpFI--uI/AAAAAAAAJhM/lU-PkiCzVf4/s320/DSC02929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He did pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aSHWr3lffPI/TtKxo4EslkI/AAAAAAAAJhA/jnTJAnCk_X8/s1600/DSC02924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679797395872585282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aSHWr3lffPI/TtKxo4EslkI/AAAAAAAAJhA/jnTJAnCk_X8/s320/DSC02924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGu9ijZQ4qU/TtKxoPIzXoI/AAAAAAAAJg4/dsLoeoDWnE0/s1600/DSC02923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679797384883953282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tGu9ijZQ4qU/TtKxoPIzXoI/AAAAAAAAJg4/dsLoeoDWnE0/s320/DSC02923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679797380579097026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SYqmI7FYJFc/TtKxn_GcecI/AAAAAAAAJgo/QXoSGPi7Yno/s320/DSC02922.JPG" /&gt; Why do kids sleep in the wierdest positions. He was so beat. &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&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/8215347765542161023-1888641655600759840?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1888641655600759840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=1888641655600759840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1888641655600759840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1888641655600759840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-primary-program-haircuts.html' title='Thanksgiving, Primary Program, Haircuts, oh my!!'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-VqrbHjSqkvc/TtnZ61oXAbI/AAAAAAAAJoE/xq-McUwZPGY/s72-c/DSC03041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-5595696906788415361</id><published>2011-11-14T12:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T15:30:59.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of a fun activity filled day with cousins and grandparents 11-12-11</title><content type='html'>Disclosure: This is a long post that continues on for the next 4 or so posts. Just to let you all know, we did all this in 1 day. It was so fun, but so exhausting at the same time. The kids had a great time with their grandparents, who were so awesome to take on this endevour. I know my boys were loving every second they spent with their cousins, Grandma and Papa. Thank you Mom and Dad for this day of fun. I know my kids will never forget it!! It was a very special day!!! Now sit back, relax and enjoy the pictures.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh4RRrNeKWM/TsGQ3FOap_I/AAAAAAAAJgQ/HrywG_vslOM/s1600/DSC02653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674976281433384946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh4RRrNeKWM/TsGQ3FOap_I/AAAAAAAAJgQ/HrywG_vslOM/s320/DSC02653.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Dad Bowler decided that they wanted to treat the grandkids to a fun weekend up in Salt Lake. They arrived on Friday night (Nov 11th, 2011) and we visited for a while before they went to their hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hc-rq2BAX1E/TsGQ2Q9f9tI/AAAAAAAAJgE/7mfV_T8HfYI/s1600/DSC02655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674976267403785938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hc-rq2BAX1E/TsGQ2Q9f9tI/AAAAAAAAJgE/7mfV_T8HfYI/s320/DSC02655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ot4zr9Z0yI8/TsGQ11SnfeI/AAAAAAAAJf4/VLgAYaLWfpg/s1600/DSC02658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674976259976166882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ot4zr9Z0yI8/TsGQ11SnfeI/AAAAAAAAJf4/VLgAYaLWfpg/s320/DSC02658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was super excited to see his cousins and show off his new tricks. He started waving to them right when they came in. Giving high 5's to them is next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2yS-VAK8uyI/TsGQ1fk0kbI/AAAAAAAAJfs/ESf-CblSHBE/s1600/DSC02662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674976254146941362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2yS-VAK8uyI/TsGQ1fk0kbI/AAAAAAAAJfs/ESf-CblSHBE/s320/DSC02662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to start the next day at 10am by meeting them at their hotel and caravan to the Aquarium. We went to the Living Planet Aquarium and it was a very cold day.&lt;br /&gt;&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/-jZHrOrl1tjI/TsGPQdNISWI/AAAAAAAAJfg/0pS4ulxo6lc/s1600/DSC02666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674974518343911778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZHrOrl1tjI/TsGPQdNISWI/AAAAAAAAJfg/0pS4ulxo6lc/s320/DSC02666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the gang on Mr. Froggy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0F9eFHp52uI/TsGPQGVQD8I/AAAAAAAAJfU/ZenWEY6DwR4/s1600/DSC02668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674974512203960258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0F9eFHp52uI/TsGPQGVQD8I/AAAAAAAAJfU/ZenWEY6DwR4/s320/DSC02668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started off in the Utah fish section and the kids loved seeing all the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2LMZZMe0dM/TsGPPXjndUI/AAAAAAAAJfI/PvRLV42HFzM/s1600/DSC02669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674974499647747394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2LMZZMe0dM/TsGPPXjndUI/AAAAAAAAJfI/PvRLV42HFzM/s320/DSC02669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we went to the more exciting area of the aquarium. The kids thought these jelly fish were cool enough to take a picture of, they continued the rest of the day telling me what to take pictures of. It was cute. I just wonder what their pictures would look like if we just gave them all cameras. Probably pretty interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSdSbYOeTKY/TsGPPLtLdQI/AAAAAAAAJe8/mX2_BvnNFd4/s1600/DSC02670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674974496466629890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSdSbYOeTKY/TsGPPLtLdQI/AAAAAAAAJe8/mX2_BvnNFd4/s320/DSC02670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer wanted a pictures of the blue jelly fish since the last one was a girl one (it was pink). They didn't get that the colors kept changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AU0KI9TayY/TsGObBbBp0I/AAAAAAAAJew/z_r3sa-dcOE/s1600/DSC02673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674973600352937794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AU0KI9TayY/TsGObBbBp0I/AAAAAAAAJew/z_r3sa-dcOE/s320/DSC02673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelsey in front of a starfish that was as big as her head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MWrM4NHT81Y/TsGOaYpDhKI/AAAAAAAAJek/T9fo4Z8Ctsk/s1600/DSC02677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674973589405926562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MWrM4NHT81Y/TsGOaYpDhKI/AAAAAAAAJek/T9fo4Z8Ctsk/s320/DSC02677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln was a little hesitant when looking at this huge lobster. He said, "mom, is it going to get me". I did what any good mom would do, I answered, "yup".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLMZ1LVxhIc/TsGOaAbbT0I/AAAAAAAAJeY/pGyZm0JN6O4/s1600/DSC02678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674973582906314562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLMZ1LVxhIc/TsGOaAbbT0I/AAAAAAAAJeY/pGyZm0JN6O4/s320/DSC02678.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't this a monster of a lobster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4lVZcNlex4k/TsGOZ07fE2I/AAAAAAAAJeM/FPmVNCA6Tjo/s1600/DSC02680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674973579819553634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4lVZcNlex4k/TsGOZ07fE2I/AAAAAAAAJeM/FPmVNCA6Tjo/s320/DSC02680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna thought these sea horses were "precious". So then she wanted me to take a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XhlmIeYTb1U/TsGNyq0pcNI/AAAAAAAAJeA/O-I69nApkb4/s1600/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674972907091620050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XhlmIeYTb1U/TsGNyq0pcNI/AAAAAAAAJeA/O-I69nApkb4/s320/DSC02683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This fish tank was ginormous, the kids kept pointing at the fish naming them, "look there's Dori, oh there's Nemo, but look there, that is the one that likes all the bubbles". You get it, if you've seen "Finding Nemo". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3YV1U1wplpI/TsGNyUnGCBI/AAAAAAAAJd0/henqRNA4bgA/s1600/DSC02684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674972901129193490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3YV1U1wplpI/TsGNyUnGCBI/AAAAAAAAJd0/henqRNA4bgA/s320/DSC02684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelsey and Lincoln looking at the big tank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rOhbQj0S9Q/TsGNxs31JdI/AAAAAAAAJdo/DcwM08_BYcQ/s1600/DSC02685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674972890461971922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rOhbQj0S9Q/TsGNxs31JdI/AAAAAAAAJdo/DcwM08_BYcQ/s320/DSC02685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to tear Lincoln away from this tank, he loved all the colorful fish. I think these tanks are mesmorizing, I can look at the fish swim all day long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dgPaK0-xEeQ/TsGNxbrvMAI/AAAAAAAAJdc/hdYqbC4oSP0/s1600/DSC02687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674972885847846914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dgPaK0-xEeQ/TsGNxbrvMAI/AAAAAAAAJdc/hdYqbC4oSP0/s320/DSC02687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason and Linc waiting for the sting rays to swim by so they can touch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTVhviwWuQI/TsGMVTKYGqI/AAAAAAAAJdQ/IUdEaweZoBk/s1600/DSC02691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674971303012473506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wTVhviwWuQI/TsGMVTKYGqI/AAAAAAAAJdQ/IUdEaweZoBk/s320/DSC02691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the kids favorite part. The sting rays just swim in a circle and the kids can reach in a touch them. Where the kids are standing, the sting rays would come right up to them and go up the side where they are. Spencer and Brenna could reach down and the sting ray would climb up the side. They got to touch them a lot which was a great treat for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WEM7Kd38iU/TsGMUirpO_I/AAAAAAAAJdE/BSB4pbtMbD8/s1600/DSC02698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674971289998670834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_WEM7Kd38iU/TsGMUirpO_I/AAAAAAAAJdE/BSB4pbtMbD8/s320/DSC02698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of those times where the sting ray would come right up the side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1d2L-nVaAM/TsGMUFg5qbI/AAAAAAAAJc4/bTtdLKw0K4M/s1600/DSC02701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674971282168981938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1d2L-nVaAM/TsGMUFg5qbI/AAAAAAAAJc4/bTtdLKw0K4M/s320/DSC02701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was another area where we had to tear the kids away so we could see the rest of the exhibits. They were having a great time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nlZ3CyguTrc/TsGMTzVhDII/AAAAAAAAJcs/grfJ8qgBXOw/s1600/DSC02704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674971277289393282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nlZ3CyguTrc/TsGMTzVhDII/AAAAAAAAJcs/grfJ8qgBXOw/s320/DSC02704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was another area where the kids could touch the star fish and other spikey creatures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOIXX3qibHA/TsGLLhPnYUI/AAAAAAAAJcg/aa1p0M5rA48/s1600/DSC02709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674970035482222914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOIXX3qibHA/TsGLLhPnYUI/AAAAAAAAJcg/aa1p0M5rA48/s320/DSC02709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna was so brave to touch everything she could even if it looked pretty creepy looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KbbVR9ZLwVQ/TsGLLfoDrUI/AAAAAAAAJcU/-ETXA2OCdnA/s1600/DSC02711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674970035047869762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KbbVR9ZLwVQ/TsGLLfoDrUI/AAAAAAAAJcU/-ETXA2OCdnA/s320/DSC02711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Papa with Luke at the shark tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhlUbbdMTio/TsGLKt5aiVI/AAAAAAAAJcI/2AGhnk7Ya8Q/s1600/DSC02718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674970021698898258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhlUbbdMTio/TsGLKt5aiVI/AAAAAAAAJcI/2AGhnk7Ya8Q/s320/DSC02718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna and Linc looking at the sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6KOEqjygGM/TsGLKatkbaI/AAAAAAAAJb8/KcQ-VUBOwxk/s1600/DSC02723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674970016548941218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6KOEqjygGM/TsGLKatkbaI/AAAAAAAAJb8/KcQ-VUBOwxk/s320/DSC02723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer and Lincoln in the little play area they had there. The kids could climb through a bunch of coral like a fish, they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5T3i1eTQrzs/TsGJlFpLsHI/AAAAAAAAJbw/cAXHGs7-i9M/s1600/DSC02724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674968275726610546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5T3i1eTQrzs/TsGJlFpLsHI/AAAAAAAAJbw/cAXHGs7-i9M/s320/DSC02724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I told Spencer no to touch it, but he didn't listen. Oh well. Who needs 10 fingers anyways, they are so over rated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-urtxqGHRyGM/TsGJknqorNI/AAAAAAAAJbk/pIcrT1xna3c/s1600/DSC02725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674968267679640786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-urtxqGHRyGM/TsGJknqorNI/AAAAAAAAJbk/pIcrT1xna3c/s320/DSC02725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz5Mm3Vooe4/TsGJkGs7DKI/AAAAAAAAJbY/bc_7181vDeY/s1600/DSC02726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674968258830863522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz5Mm3Vooe4/TsGJkGs7DKI/AAAAAAAAJbY/bc_7181vDeY/s320/DSC02726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tessa's turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gDtQ0V-UmbQ/TsGJj-BcdOI/AAAAAAAAJbM/_y3XgNkwQo0/s1600/DSC02727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674968256501019874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gDtQ0V-UmbQ/TsGJj-BcdOI/AAAAAAAAJbM/_y3XgNkwQo0/s320/DSC02727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKenna giving me her own face, I think she is pinching him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8yMFOsT1rto/TsGJDWElCUI/AAAAAAAAJbA/aGngmIL0wqQ/s1600/DSC02728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674967696020932930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8yMFOsT1rto/TsGJDWElCUI/AAAAAAAAJbA/aGngmIL0wqQ/s320/DSC02728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelsey fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Qa4IayBL2Y/TsGJC0mceNI/AAAAAAAAJa0/2nVEHUEyKyc/s1600/DSC02729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674967687036172498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Qa4IayBL2Y/TsGJC0mceNI/AAAAAAAAJa0/2nVEHUEyKyc/s320/DSC02729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ap0f62Y2mA/TsGJCkIacyI/AAAAAAAAJao/ZaKfV8kZ_gY/s1600/DSC02730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674967682615243554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ap0f62Y2mA/TsGJCkIacyI/AAAAAAAAJao/ZaKfV8kZ_gY/s320/DSC02730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lincoln getting pinched. He didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8PmzlQ2fO0/TsGHkmwOozI/AAAAAAAAJaQ/5p8gTvjig5g/s1600/DSC02731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674966068411409202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8PmzlQ2fO0/TsGHkmwOozI/AAAAAAAAJaQ/5p8gTvjig5g/s320/DSC02731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids wating for Lucas to arrive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0j4zjFgLbm8/TsGHjVKz33I/AAAAAAAAJaE/nvjBPsqwlIQ/s1600/DSC02732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674966046511193970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0j4zjFgLbm8/TsGHjVKz33I/AAAAAAAAJaE/nvjBPsqwlIQ/s320/DSC02732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gang under the coral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vIIhw38dc6s/TsGHijxKLRI/AAAAAAAAJZ4/EZghjP0Fgic/s1600/DSC02735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674966033250266386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vIIhw38dc6s/TsGHijxKLRI/AAAAAAAAJZ4/EZghjP0Fgic/s320/DSC02735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GcOXpnXwt8I/TsGHiFW222I/AAAAAAAAJZs/s1JmY2JQEPA/s1600/DSC02742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674966025086884706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GcOXpnXwt8I/TsGHiFW222I/AAAAAAAAJZs/s1JmY2JQEPA/s320/DSC02742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I think we need a bigger boat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EKsEeYl7-g/TsGHhq8QnLI/AAAAAAAAJZg/bxwUBfJNsjs/s1600/DSC02744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674966017996004530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EKsEeYl7-g/TsGHhq8QnLI/AAAAAAAAJZg/bxwUBfJNsjs/s320/DSC02744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHhmdgGG23M/TsGGm8WvePI/AAAAAAAAJZQ/Uyy0jnTMr3U/s1600/DSC02747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674965009058199794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pHhmdgGG23M/TsGGm8WvePI/AAAAAAAAJZQ/Uyy0jnTMr3U/s320/DSC02747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Linc, Kelsey and Spencer in front of the hissing hiant cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08yyiNPJcIQ/TsGGmT-B6_I/AAAAAAAAJZE/ZHoIqeij_x0/s1600/DSC02750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674964998217133042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08yyiNPJcIQ/TsGGmT-B6_I/AAAAAAAAJZE/ZHoIqeij_x0/s320/DSC02750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Penguin time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UUghconVU90/TsGGmHtTtFI/AAAAAAAAJY4/JGA37IMhhTM/s1600/DSC02758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674964994925769810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UUghconVU90/TsGGmHtTtFI/AAAAAAAAJY4/JGA37IMhhTM/s320/DSC02758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas enjoying his day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqR6e016ytI/TsGGlXCONSI/AAAAAAAAJYw/-6MXekznee0/s1600/DSC02761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674964981860152610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqR6e016ytI/TsGGlXCONSI/AAAAAAAAJYw/-6MXekznee0/s320/DSC02761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6BWsoxdL45s/TsGGkxaY3sI/AAAAAAAAJYg/GoL8Yi_WCAs/s1600/DSC02763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674964971760967362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6BWsoxdL45s/TsGGkxaY3sI/AAAAAAAAJYg/GoL8Yi_WCAs/s320/DSC02763.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer is telling Lincoln all about how slimy the eels are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vU5hTdmbudo/TsGFxZqIUMI/AAAAAAAAJYQ/Xpjn_4JfqMM/s1600/DSC02764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674964089211211970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vU5hTdmbudo/TsGFxZqIUMI/AAAAAAAAJYQ/Xpjn_4JfqMM/s320/DSC02764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer and the electric fish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rnX8hswCWMY/TsGFw7BIFDI/AAAAAAAAJYI/2aTP0QIlqS8/s1600/DSC02766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674964080986166322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rnX8hswCWMY/TsGFw7BIFDI/AAAAAAAAJYI/2aTP0QIlqS8/s320/DSC02766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna in front of the electric fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwHUfQwm3u0/TsGFwQX9IcI/AAAAAAAAJX8/NzMVTH7zk5E/s1600/DSC02767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674964069539193282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwHUfQwm3u0/TsGFwQX9IcI/AAAAAAAAJX8/NzMVTH7zk5E/s320/DSC02767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Turtle time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf4i-66kLTo/TsGFv8gD0_I/AAAAAAAAJXw/hY8IUBQRA_I/s1600/DSC02769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674964064204477426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf4i-66kLTo/TsGFv8gD0_I/AAAAAAAAJXw/hY8IUBQRA_I/s320/DSC02769.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Linc and the piranahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hv7P0o7Zgts/TsGFvj6hc_I/AAAAAAAAJXk/cwp5Kz3dD-8/s1600/DSC02770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674964057604584434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hv7P0o7Zgts/TsGFvj6hc_I/AAAAAAAAJXk/cwp5Kz3dD-8/s320/DSC02770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjN1sM36gC4/TsGEvsbPu1I/AAAAAAAAJXU/e9ASPkGimNI/s1600/DSC02773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674962960377690962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjN1sM36gC4/TsGEvsbPu1I/AAAAAAAAJXU/e9ASPkGimNI/s320/DSC02773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmHrzz1s8tI/TsGEvfhJQUI/AAAAAAAAJXI/kPVUFlX_V9w/s1600/DSC02774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674962956912771394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmHrzz1s8tI/TsGEvfhJQUI/AAAAAAAAJXI/kPVUFlX_V9w/s320/DSC02774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason is explaining the voltage that the electric fish gives off. They had a gauge that showed the voltage when the the electric fish gets agitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEg1ZPlk4eM/TsGEujX-IMI/AAAAAAAAJW8/jQKPgFAxawM/s1600/DSC02776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674962940768166082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEg1ZPlk4eM/TsGEujX-IMI/AAAAAAAAJW8/jQKPgFAxawM/s320/DSC02776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this flat fish was so awesome. Look at the eyes on top....it is so interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R9luJbqLJm4/TsGEuSDoU5I/AAAAAAAAJWs/0O3Lnt3UJkw/s1600/DSC02778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674962936119448466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R9luJbqLJm4/TsGEuSDoU5I/AAAAAAAAJWs/0O3Lnt3UJkw/s320/DSC02778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Always remember "when red touches yellow.....it kills a fellow and when red touches black....friend of jack".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1d0WfgjUQs/TsGEtzgRG-I/AAAAAAAAJWk/00SxToCCeAU/s1600/DSC02780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674962927918062562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I1d0WfgjUQs/TsGEtzgRG-I/AAAAAAAAJWk/00SxToCCeAU/s320/DSC02780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids loved watching the coins go round and round the wishing well. When we were all done, we all walked away and I looked back and saw this. I think Lincoln was trying to get his coins back. Naughty boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOj6bvwZJuA/TsGEILll6xI/AAAAAAAAJWU/qSlWWszOqYI/s1600/DSC02781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674962281547819794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kOj6bvwZJuA/TsGEILll6xI/AAAAAAAAJWU/qSlWWszOqYI/s320/DSC02781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then this is what came next. I think actually he was trying to make his own wish.....a different mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5Y4LI_wsqM/TsGEH1WchHI/AAAAAAAAJWI/sge06PEryV0/s1600/DSC02782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674962275578709106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o5Y4LI_wsqM/TsGEH1WchHI/AAAAAAAAJWI/sge06PEryV0/s320/DSC02782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then he did this. He was so silly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0OpYuuiTlQ/TsGEHKdzBmI/AAAAAAAAJV8/isfnA8RbA6Y/s1600/DSC02783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674962264066819682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0OpYuuiTlQ/TsGEHKdzBmI/AAAAAAAAJV8/isfnA8RbA6Y/s320/DSC02783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the cheapest souvenior ever. The kids loved turning the wheel and flattening their pennies. They all got their own penny squished into an animal of their choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OQXMNS8IE7g/TsGCHnAONeI/AAAAAAAAJTs/yKuIBS_ETiU/s1600/Aquarium%2B11-12-20110001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674960072704144866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OQXMNS8IE7g/TsGCHnAONeI/AAAAAAAAJTs/yKuIBS_ETiU/s320/Aquarium%2B11-12-20110001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we first got to the aquarium we took a picture with all the kids in front of a green screen. So at the end, we went to see the picture that they took. It turned out so great. I asked Brenna and Spencer if they remember getting this picture taken in front of the shark tank. They said, "no, I don't remember that big shark", I said how could you not remember taking this picture, it was just a little bit ago. They were so shocked that the shark was opening it's mouth right behind them. Heeheehee!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NinwcRBeGM/TsGEGqAYrNI/AAAAAAAAJVw/fjpeb3g6SKI/s1600/DSC02784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674962255353523410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NinwcRBeGM/TsGEGqAYrNI/AAAAAAAAJVw/fjpeb3g6SKI/s320/DSC02784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the aquarium we headed over to Wendy's for lunch. While the kids were waiting for their food, they all took turns at "Simon says". It was so cute seeing them all doing the actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42RYAP4wWCw/TsGEGbTq6-I/AAAAAAAAJVk/TcjBEXwt5aU/s1600/DSC02785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674962251407879138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42RYAP4wWCw/TsGEGbTq6-I/AAAAAAAAJVk/TcjBEXwt5aU/s320/DSC02785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX1NUzP8MgA/TsGC7-YLpKI/AAAAAAAAJVY/CpUIxnu-ibc/s1600/DSC02791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674960972331852962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX1NUzP8MgA/TsGC7-YLpKI/AAAAAAAAJVY/CpUIxnu-ibc/s320/DSC02791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas waiting for his food too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gIaXtnA0JYg/TsGC7a5ZNbI/AAAAAAAAJVM/mnvP3GE5PLo/s1600/DSC02793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674960962807477682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gIaXtnA0JYg/TsGC7a5ZNbI/AAAAAAAAJVM/mnvP3GE5PLo/s320/DSC02793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-9fQpYvjUw/TsGC60TWNGI/AAAAAAAAJVA/mofblaZHIqM/s1600/DSC02794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674960952447349858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-9fQpYvjUw/TsGC60TWNGI/AAAAAAAAJVA/mofblaZHIqM/s320/DSC02794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He thought it was so funny to spit and slobber everywhere. Yuck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXCUK72Rerw/TsGC6SlujsI/AAAAAAAAJU0/pxCFHMQrpTI/s1600/DSC02797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674960943397637826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXCUK72Rerw/TsGC6SlujsI/AAAAAAAAJU0/pxCFHMQrpTI/s320/DSC02797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After lunch we went on Trax and headed downtown. By this time it was raining and by the time we got downtown it was snowing HARD!!! Good thing we all had hoods and heavy coats. Even with all the snow, it didn't stop us. Here is Spencer and Tess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsmeeeBTCiE/TsGC53wgtfI/AAAAAAAAJUo/-_3Jhv_sIUY/s1600/DSC02798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674960936195110386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsmeeeBTCiE/TsGC53wgtfI/AAAAAAAAJUo/-_3Jhv_sIUY/s320/DSC02798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelsey and Brenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3yxxW36ac0/TsGCJ0FTxNI/AAAAAAAAJUc/tBjvUgxjd9k/s1600/DSC02799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674960110574879954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3yxxW36ac0/TsGCJ0FTxNI/AAAAAAAAJUc/tBjvUgxjd9k/s320/DSC02799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKenna with her grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LmyiKLL4e3M/TsGCJfebMiI/AAAAAAAAJUQ/wxP3-O2DcfQ/s1600/DSC02800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674960105043079714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LmyiKLL4e3M/TsGCJfebMiI/AAAAAAAAJUQ/wxP3-O2DcfQ/s320/DSC02800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln sat next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OzTFmTDhB8M/TsGCIayBSpI/AAAAAAAAJUE/rK9oTqI_-J8/s1600/DSC02801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674960086603221650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OzTFmTDhB8M/TsGCIayBSpI/AAAAAAAAJUE/rK9oTqI_-J8/s320/DSC02801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p7K3fAGw1mY/TsGCILgIEII/AAAAAAAAJT0/5HpTWRf-f-8/s1600/DSC02804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674960082501636226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p7K3fAGw1mY/TsGCILgIEII/AAAAAAAAJT0/5HpTWRf-f-8/s320/DSC02804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was supposed to go with Alisa who was getting out of the Temple later that day. We were SUPPOSED to bring a carseat and meet her downtown at the Temple and she would take him for the reat of the day. Then meet up with her after everything to take him home. BUT my loving husband forgot to bring it and we realized on the train that we didn't have it so we took him along with us for all the fun. We didn't even have the stroller, it was real fun carrying him all day, but it really wasn't all that bad. He was perfect the whole day, not one cry came from this boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, when we got downtown we realized we had tons of time to kill, so we headed to the movie theater to see if maybe there was a movie we could see, but no such luck. The next movie wasn't for an hour and a half, so we decided to get back on Trax and go back 2 stops and go to the Church History Museum, which was a success. &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&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/8215347765542161023-5595696906788415361?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5595696906788415361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=5595696906788415361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/5595696906788415361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/5595696906788415361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/beginning-of-fun-activity-filled-day.html' title='The beginning of a fun activity filled day with cousins and grandparents 11-12-11'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-Zh4RRrNeKWM/TsGQ3FOap_I/AAAAAAAAJgQ/HrywG_vslOM/s72-c/DSC02653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-1579948724080291287</id><published>2011-11-14T12:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T12:59:41.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops!! More pictures from the Church History Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1fcNeInc3DY/TsF95iw7KvI/AAAAAAAAJTc/OklDHqqj8Xw/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h38m33s62.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674955433001560818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1fcNeInc3DY/TsF95iw7KvI/AAAAAAAAJTc/OklDHqqj8Xw/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h38m33s62.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here are some pictures I forget to add from the Church History Museum. Let me explain them.....so Jason found these animal puppets and wanted to get some of the kids...sooo...he found a hermit crab and asked the kids one at a time to touch the shell, like the ones they saw at the Aquarium earlier that day. Brenna was 1st and I didn't get my camera out fast enough, but once she was done she said, "Uncle Jason, get Tessa". So over she came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h94YqrIKxV8/TsF94oWRpzI/AAAAAAAAJTQ/6uawQBMC4xQ/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h38m53s20.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674955417320531762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h94YqrIKxV8/TsF94oWRpzI/AAAAAAAAJTQ/6uawQBMC4xQ/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h38m53s20.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tessa was a little hesitant at first, she kept shaking her head. McKenna touched it to show her it wasn't scary at all and then Tessa finally tried it herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MbMlZp3D_go/TsF935YqJjI/AAAAAAAAJTE/WyhS-80Z1jU/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h39m26s89.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674955404714059314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MbMlZp3D_go/TsF935YqJjI/AAAAAAAAJTE/WyhS-80Z1jU/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h39m26s89.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is her shaking her head, "no way".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGD5CFp6XeY/TsF93Q2QP9I/AAAAAAAAJS4/6zN3k20Zypo/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h40m26s175.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674955393832337362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGD5CFp6XeY/TsF93Q2QP9I/AAAAAAAAJS4/6zN3k20Zypo/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h40m26s175.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Jason is really determined to get her. Brenna is just waiting for it!!! She really wanted Uncle Jason to get her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRD45RS-99M/TsF9cY73WzI/AAAAAAAAJSs/w2Tla2eGOlA/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h41m05s62.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674954932146887474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRD45RS-99M/TsF9cY73WzI/AAAAAAAAJSs/w2Tla2eGOlA/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h41m05s62.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was when she finally touched it. It moved out of the shell and scared her. Look at Brenna, she is loving it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQZPwB-n_Co/TsF9bxbMWgI/AAAAAAAAJSg/Bp24LShVu94/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h41m25s8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674954921540868610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQZPwB-n_Co/TsF9bxbMWgI/AAAAAAAAJSg/Bp24LShVu94/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h41m25s8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right after Brenna gave her sis a big squeeze and said, "wasn't that so fun, Tess". Tessa wasn't all that sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bHLjqZtQohI/TsF9bPgQDCI/AAAAAAAAJSU/9albOgbrg8s/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h41m45s206.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674954912435276834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bHLjqZtQohI/TsF9bPgQDCI/AAAAAAAAJSU/9albOgbrg8s/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h41m45s206.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But the older sister hug helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VLz7pRtCV4c/TsF9am_03qI/AAAAAAAAJSI/VNjt1hXB4n8/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h42m07s151.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674954901561859746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VLz7pRtCV4c/TsF9am_03qI/AAAAAAAAJSI/VNjt1hXB4n8/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h42m07s151.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tessa was a good sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DPufzVYaeSg/TsF9Z_uQlPI/AAAAAAAAJR8/-pA39FyZCLg/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h42m43s23.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674954891019195634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DPufzVYaeSg/TsF9Z_uQlPI/AAAAAAAAJR8/-pA39FyZCLg/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h42m43s23.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now it's Lincoln's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1xJOEKRZZZU/TsF87qAd5JI/AAAAAAAAJRw/C_aMUR3xPtc/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h43m24s181.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674954369793909906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1xJOEKRZZZU/TsF87qAd5JI/AAAAAAAAJRw/C_aMUR3xPtc/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h43m24s181.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln's reaction to this was so funny. He was reaching out to touch it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhVZPsf8qB4/TsF86g_tq1I/AAAAAAAAJRk/miv-6U-Oc24/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h43m43s109.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674954350194961234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhVZPsf8qB4/TsF86g_tq1I/AAAAAAAAJRk/miv-6U-Oc24/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h43m43s109.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was when it came out and bit him. Look at that face. Priceless!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-imBwEzsZWIw/TsF86EO8unI/AAAAAAAAJRY/_0xydBuOiJ8/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h43m54s216.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674954342474234482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-imBwEzsZWIw/TsF86EO8unI/AAAAAAAAJRY/_0xydBuOiJ8/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h43m54s216.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so scared!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F48OXzbiumM/TsF85QHW3kI/AAAAAAAAJRM/P9q--GQkSm8/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h45m03s148.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674954328483749442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F48OXzbiumM/TsF85QHW3kI/AAAAAAAAJRM/P9q--GQkSm8/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h45m03s148.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason loved getting all the kids and the kids laughed so hard after every time someone got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0CzoORj0Lw/TsF8434md_I/AAAAAAAAJRA/kVSNm-adpqM/s1600/DSC02805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674954321979406322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0CzoORj0Lw/TsF8434md_I/AAAAAAAAJRA/kVSNm-adpqM/s320/DSC02805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are back on the train. Brenna wanted to try on Spencer's hat. &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/8215347765542161023-1579948724080291287?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1579948724080291287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=1579948724080291287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1579948724080291287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1579948724080291287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/oops-more-pictures-from-church-history.html' title='Oops!! More pictures from the Church History Museum'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-1fcNeInc3DY/TsF95iw7KvI/AAAAAAAAJTc/OklDHqqj8Xw/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h38m33s62.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-1238687908579282442</id><published>2011-11-14T12:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T12:30:42.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cont. of Sat. - Church History Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ns3nrxvWSgg/TsF2eGLCWzI/AAAAAAAAJQ0/Ji28oxPSvGA/s1600/DSC02809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674947264888593202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ns3nrxvWSgg/TsF2eGLCWzI/AAAAAAAAJQ0/Ji28oxPSvGA/s320/DSC02809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we are back on Trax going to our next destination. The kids were so happy. Here is Lincoln, Brenna and Spencer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lc4Lva8wiv4/TsF2dQMc5ZI/AAAAAAAAJQo/96ViER5cY98/s1600/DSC02811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674947250399012242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lc4Lva8wiv4/TsF2dQMc5ZI/AAAAAAAAJQo/96ViER5cY98/s320/DSC02811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to the Church History Museum which was a huge hit. We walked around for a while and realized they had a children's play area. It was so fun for them. They got to play in Noah's ark, fish for fishies, harvest eggs and vegetables, and play with puppets. We could've been here all day and the kids would've loved every second of it. If we had only known earlier......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZojwhSSS_9E/TsF2ci-lf0I/AAAAAAAAJQc/76RZNTKpXlA/s1600/DSC02812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674947238261260098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZojwhSSS_9E/TsF2ci-lf0I/AAAAAAAAJQc/76RZNTKpXlA/s320/DSC02812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids fishing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa64pEGzN9M/TsF2cHrM80I/AAAAAAAAJQQ/JHgiQQq1BxM/s1600/DSC02813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674947230932202306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa64pEGzN9M/TsF2cHrM80I/AAAAAAAAJQQ/JHgiQQq1BxM/s320/DSC02813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VHiIcrp4qSM/TsF2b1W9sLI/AAAAAAAAJQE/25l3oUClA4k/s1600/DSC02814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674947226015477938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VHiIcrp4qSM/TsF2b1W9sLI/AAAAAAAAJQE/25l3oUClA4k/s320/DSC02814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln with the gold plates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30RoayXxqks/TsF1tV32DyI/AAAAAAAAJP0/BVWuoHrhisM/s1600/DSC02818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674946427289472802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-30RoayXxqks/TsF1tV32DyI/AAAAAAAAJP0/BVWuoHrhisM/s320/DSC02818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This area was so cute. The kids could get eggs from the chickens who would make sounds every time they picked them up. Lincoln would pick them up and then hear the sounds and quickly return them to their homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWq06QJVQw4/TsF1sSSmL3I/AAAAAAAAJPo/jBxvRYHKB0g/s1600/DSC02820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674946409148067698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWq06QJVQw4/TsF1sSSmL3I/AAAAAAAAJPo/jBxvRYHKB0g/s320/DSC02820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Linc showing me the eggs he got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j4wr7geCNXE/TsF1sAvd6yI/AAAAAAAAJPY/DsCcz8sBT5Q/s1600/DSC02821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674946404437322530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j4wr7geCNXE/TsF1sAvd6yI/AAAAAAAAJPY/DsCcz8sBT5Q/s320/DSC02821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln driving the truck around delivering the animal puppets to all the good girls and boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ejlUo9BNqTk/TsF1rad721I/AAAAAAAAJPQ/PcMrhS0GUQw/s1600/DSC02822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674946394163239762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ejlUo9BNqTk/TsF1rad721I/AAAAAAAAJPQ/PcMrhS0GUQw/s320/DSC02822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer wanted to join in on the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeOZNY4q2oc/TsF1qYp8N2I/AAAAAAAAJPE/akx8JIO_8y4/s1600/DSC02826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674946376496854882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeOZNY4q2oc/TsF1qYp8N2I/AAAAAAAAJPE/akx8JIO_8y4/s320/DSC02826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna wanted me to take a picture of her with the iguana for her parents to see. So here you go, Jon and Prenny. Lincoln was showing me his sheep puppet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bcrMiXXbS6Y/TsF051h0akI/AAAAAAAAJO4/fxtpkfSdOz4/s1600/DSC02828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674945542433827394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bcrMiXXbS6Y/TsF051h0akI/AAAAAAAAJO4/fxtpkfSdOz4/s320/DSC02828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All ready to go and eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HT2BBQPufGM/TsF05rjzyQI/AAAAAAAAJOo/uwot00ddigg/s1600/DSC02829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674945539757820162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HT2BBQPufGM/TsF05rjzyQI/AAAAAAAAJOo/uwot00ddigg/s320/DSC02829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But before we left we all headed downstairs to see the plow that Great Great Grandfather William Carter used in SL Valley. It is so neat that the kids got to see that. Spencer still is talking about it. He said it's pretty cool that we have someone in the family that did something so cool, in his words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pPwDxqSxefE/TsF05JqAVhI/AAAAAAAAJOg/DSUifp8kXew/s1600/DSC02830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674945530657003026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pPwDxqSxefE/TsF05JqAVhI/AAAAAAAAJOg/DSUifp8kXew/s320/DSC02830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's picture of Jason's great great grandfather beside the plow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9vJakeMLmg4/TsF04sKQPWI/AAAAAAAAJOU/1dXKUSZttQs/s1600/DSC02831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674945522739199330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9vJakeMLmg4/TsF04sKQPWI/AAAAAAAAJOU/1dXKUSZttQs/s320/DSC02831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h4eFQSiv5fA/TsF04LkAUpI/AAAAAAAAJOI/9zhINMpJmPI/s1600/DSC02832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674945513988838034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h4eFQSiv5fA/TsF04LkAUpI/AAAAAAAAJOI/9zhINMpJmPI/s320/DSC02832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a good time there and now we are off to eat dinner before the show. &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/8215347765542161023-1238687908579282442?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1238687908579282442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=1238687908579282442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1238687908579282442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1238687908579282442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/cont-of-sat-church-history-museum.html' title='Cont. of Sat. - Church History Museum'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-ns3nrxvWSgg/TsF2eGLCWzI/AAAAAAAAJQ0/Ji28oxPSvGA/s72-c/DSC02809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-3338131937848592896</id><published>2011-11-14T10:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T12:04:16.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cont. of Sat. night - Disney On Ice 11-12-11</title><content type='html'>Grandma and Papa took a lot of their grandchildren to Disney On Ice. We had a really fun time. The best part for me is watching the kids reactions to seeing their favorite disney character. The kids were fixated the whole show. It was a really good show. It was the "Treasure Trove" and we saw a lot of characters. It was so fun!! Here are the pictures...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2oo5sreZ6Y/TsFo68vP2iI/AAAAAAAAJN8/Z8ioSCqwOuY/s1600/DSC02834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674932367409535522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2oo5sreZ6Y/TsFo68vP2iI/AAAAAAAAJN8/Z8ioSCqwOuY/s320/DSC02834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At every show we go to we buy ears to put in the kids room on their stuffed animals. We have a good collection going and so this is Luke showing off his ears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WccofWuBYDM/TsFo6XrKIsI/AAAAAAAAJNw/wmsjCleItD4/s1600/DSC02837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674932357460271810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WccofWuBYDM/TsFo6XrKIsI/AAAAAAAAJNw/wmsjCleItD4/s320/DSC02837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKenna and Spencer waiting for the show to begin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nMM7F-bZQK0/TsFo5r0T5yI/AAAAAAAAJNk/CRivGfNc53s/s1600/DSC02838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674932345687500578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nMM7F-bZQK0/TsFo5r0T5yI/AAAAAAAAJNk/CRivGfNc53s/s320/DSC02838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas also waiting patiently with his Papa for the show to begin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5JBgTu7JoY/TsFo5A5qc6I/AAAAAAAAJNY/04s0-njv9Xc/s1600/DSC02841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674932334167225250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5JBgTu7JoY/TsFo5A5qc6I/AAAAAAAAJNY/04s0-njv9Xc/s320/DSC02841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love how Lucas is looking at Papa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZ0VaAT4FWs/TsFoUMWZSQI/AAAAAAAAJNE/pqSNXtqz6R4/s1600/DSC02843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674931701585365250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZ0VaAT4FWs/TsFoUMWZSQI/AAAAAAAAJNE/pqSNXtqz6R4/s320/DSC02843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln was sitting on all our coats. It was a good idea on Jason's part because the boys had some very tall men sitting in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UmUxaMMynDQ/TsFoTyuJDzI/AAAAAAAAJM4/SAmRRAeBJ3c/s1600/DSC02845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674931694705643314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UmUxaMMynDQ/TsFoTyuJDzI/AAAAAAAAJM4/SAmRRAeBJ3c/s320/DSC02845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I looked over and saw Lincoln like this. It was so cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghY65TKy2DA/TsFoTD7aW4I/AAAAAAAAJMs/ILbqw5PBdwU/s1600/DSC02847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674931682144836482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghY65TKy2DA/TsFoTD7aW4I/AAAAAAAAJMs/ILbqw5PBdwU/s320/DSC02847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know how he could stand that on his face, but he kept it there for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPEu887cfow/TsFoSaaH5yI/AAAAAAAAJMg/vHJJVxuhbm8/s1600/DSC02848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674931670999361314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RPEu887cfow/TsFoSaaH5yI/AAAAAAAAJMg/vHJJVxuhbm8/s320/DSC02848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then it ended like this. Funny kid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDTKwCQfRD8/TsFoSPWVWjI/AAAAAAAAJMU/7I_czyVMsrI/s1600/DSC02850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674931668030675506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDTKwCQfRD8/TsFoSPWVWjI/AAAAAAAAJMU/7I_czyVMsrI/s320/DSC02850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to take this picture of Grandma coming back from the bathroom because she did this a lot all day long. I think she took those girls to the bathroom about every 1/2 hr. I think maybe boys have a bigger bladder than girls because I think Spencer went about 4 times that day versus the girls 125 times. Just kidding on the number, but it did seem like that was the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDWH0SBL7fs/TsFngV82I_I/AAAAAAAAJMI/vGxi25hPTNY/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h15m12s133.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674930810809361394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDWH0SBL7fs/TsFngV82I_I/AAAAAAAAJMI/vGxi25hPTNY/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h15m12s133.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the end of the show. All the princess were there with their princes. The girls went beserk!! It was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnDUllShQFo/TsFnfvhMm-I/AAAAAAAAJL8/7xw3qMVBFX8/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h17m17s51.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674930800492846050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnDUllShQFo/TsFnfvhMm-I/AAAAAAAAJL8/7xw3qMVBFX8/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h17m17s51.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next shots are just of the show. It was a fantastic show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wlvog3j-EUE/TsFnfJFNMhI/AAAAAAAAJLw/6aFUIgnnhYc/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h18m30s71.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674930790174896658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wlvog3j-EUE/TsFnfJFNMhI/AAAAAAAAJLw/6aFUIgnnhYc/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h18m30s71.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PxyUNpJjGC4/TsFnejZ07TI/AAAAAAAAJLk/4x3s-dh3BD8/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h19m44s45.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674930780060839218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PxyUNpJjGC4/TsFnejZ07TI/AAAAAAAAJLk/4x3s-dh3BD8/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h19m44s45.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7t7XyklloE/TsFnec13oTI/AAAAAAAAJLY/n319xtebs-o/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h20m26s225.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674930778299408690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7t7XyklloE/TsFnec13oTI/AAAAAAAAJLY/n319xtebs-o/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h20m26s225.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fRePQumGHqI/TsFm6YvS0OI/AAAAAAAAJLM/1ybCMJRrjKo/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h21m49s10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674930158722797794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fRePQumGHqI/TsFm6YvS0OI/AAAAAAAAJLM/1ybCMJRrjKo/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h21m49s10.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uEfYeLGw-eA/TsFm53H6FMI/AAAAAAAAJLE/iAhcebhRQ9I/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h22m55s164.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674930149699228866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uEfYeLGw-eA/TsFm53H6FMI/AAAAAAAAJLE/iAhcebhRQ9I/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h22m55s164.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the 1st show featuring Rupunzel and Rider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RemVW4DCJaY/TsFm5oodksI/AAAAAAAAJK0/ORNcQ9TwvJU/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h23m56s0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674930145809240770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RemVW4DCJaY/TsFm5oodksI/AAAAAAAAJK0/ORNcQ9TwvJU/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h23m56s0.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5UHhq2piSA/TsFm5DKrFmI/AAAAAAAAJKo/u2tet3C1xdM/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h26m50s223.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674930135752185442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5UHhq2piSA/TsFm5DKrFmI/AAAAAAAAJKo/u2tet3C1xdM/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h26m50s223.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so glad that they has Ariel there because I had told Brenna that she would be there and the show was coming to the end and I was getting nervous that I was wrong, but then she came out. Whew!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y9rqB31uWLQ/TsFm4v-nnkI/AAAAAAAAJKc/Uf6dnmP_gfw/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h28m17s64.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674930130601352770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y9rqB31uWLQ/TsFm4v-nnkI/AAAAAAAAJKc/Uf6dnmP_gfw/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h28m17s64.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUFLBes5Gos/TsFmQb0qLuI/AAAAAAAAJKQ/uyTaZ5F-UMo/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h29m05s17.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674929437996101346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uUFLBes5Gos/TsFmQb0qLuI/AAAAAAAAJKQ/uyTaZ5F-UMo/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h29m05s17.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwXoKV3k9W0/TsFmPxpZqOI/AAAAAAAAJKE/Hh9fSL5lAx8/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h31m07s227.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674929426674591970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwXoKV3k9W0/TsFmPxpZqOI/AAAAAAAAJKE/Hh9fSL5lAx8/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h31m07s227.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SK1MLwTl8Wk/TsFmPd4oOgI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/TjRQZUUXqNk/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h32m58s52.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674929421369752066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SK1MLwTl8Wk/TsFmPd4oOgI/AAAAAAAAJJ0/TjRQZUUXqNk/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h32m58s52.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RK1UKv-4zvI/TsFmPB5Ks7I/AAAAAAAAJJs/yjG9kxdbJV8/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h34m50s132.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674929413855818674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RK1UKv-4zvI/TsFmPB5Ks7I/AAAAAAAAJJs/yjG9kxdbJV8/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h34m50s132.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OT0sApfqlQY/TsFmOpFP55I/AAAAAAAAJJg/gVmnd1Zob8g/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h36m23s65.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674929407195604882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OT0sApfqlQY/TsFmOpFP55I/AAAAAAAAJJg/gVmnd1Zob8g/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h36m23s65.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LcJFDQg9W-I/TsFlqJyVrvI/AAAAAAAAJJM/ZJL4-eLjJmI/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h37m16s64.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674928780319502066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LcJFDQg9W-I/TsFlqJyVrvI/AAAAAAAAJJM/ZJL4-eLjJmI/s320/vlcsnap-2011-11-14-11h37m16s64.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The reaction at the beginning of the show when Mickey and friends came out was so awesome. The kids all screamed and mouths opened. It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t6_ABoef0U4/TsFlpgoz-UI/AAAAAAAAJJA/8oieZ5IG9po/s1600/DSC02854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674928769273690434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t6_ABoef0U4/TsFlpgoz-UI/AAAAAAAAJJA/8oieZ5IG9po/s320/DSC02854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer at intermission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7BvBQh8pKY0/TsFloQ810uI/AAAAAAAAJI4/Ns79zTTtG7g/s1600/DSC02856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674928747882861282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7BvBQh8pKY0/TsFloQ810uI/AAAAAAAAJI4/Ns79zTTtG7g/s320/DSC02856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqfnSReLPXI/TsFloLN59GI/AAAAAAAAJIk/Oqkd_lnQubM/s1600/DSC02859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674928746343822434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqfnSReLPXI/TsFloLN59GI/AAAAAAAAJIk/Oqkd_lnQubM/s320/DSC02859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oW6-uG13C_0/TsFlnulc4YI/AAAAAAAAJIc/W_7tvS45YO4/s1600/DSC02868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674928738657952130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oW6-uG13C_0/TsFlnulc4YI/AAAAAAAAJIc/W_7tvS45YO4/s320/DSC02868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tessa was on her feet the whole show. I think she liked it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5qV0VfeZ3A/TsFkkXdtvoI/AAAAAAAAJIM/poGvKSIPsV8/s1600/DSC02869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674927581400252034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5qV0VfeZ3A/TsFkkXdtvoI/AAAAAAAAJIM/poGvKSIPsV8/s320/DSC02869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas went from this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLTp1Q60Uu0/TsFkjnW2-PI/AAAAAAAAJH0/QGecGe6oJDE/s1600/DSC02874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674927568486594802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLTp1Q60Uu0/TsFkjnW2-PI/AAAAAAAAJH0/QGecGe6oJDE/s320/DSC02874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to this in 2 seconds flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lcQ97slRJ8/TsFkj0vb07I/AAAAAAAAJIA/QtvB3kQvrKY/s1600/DSC02872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674927572079334322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lcQ97slRJ8/TsFkj0vb07I/AAAAAAAAJIA/QtvB3kQvrKY/s320/DSC02872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln was getting a little tired so I out came the cotton candy and it perked him up real fast. My kids are not used to that much sugar in one bite and it worked like a champ. I usually wouldn't do that, but it was either that or have a whiney kid on our hands...and that wasn't worth it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dIlDieQE4nw/TsFkirCHkYI/AAAAAAAAJHo/0iT9fngG-A8/s1600/DSC02879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674927552293474690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dIlDieQE4nw/TsFkirCHkYI/AAAAAAAAJHo/0iT9fngG-A8/s320/DSC02879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See, it worked so great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--d1V-u7I4Mg/TsFkiavd2bI/AAAAAAAAJHc/lIwdVs7YGzM/s1600/DSC02883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674927547920275890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--d1V-u7I4Mg/TsFkiavd2bI/AAAAAAAAJHc/lIwdVs7YGzM/s320/DSC02883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas on the other hand, had a great nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zzW-9tOey9w/TsFifVReRXI/AAAAAAAAJHI/viO1Oo0xjs0/s1600/DSC02886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674925295889433970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zzW-9tOey9w/TsFifVReRXI/AAAAAAAAJHI/viO1Oo0xjs0/s320/DSC02886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Please pardon the hair....we were out all day in the wind and rain and snow....so this is how my hair turned out. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LjRTvd6iTLM/TsFifInU-5I/AAAAAAAAJG8/Kovo1X4Zy2Y/s1600/DSC02891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674925292491438994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LjRTvd6iTLM/TsFifInU-5I/AAAAAAAAJG8/Kovo1X4Zy2Y/s320/DSC02891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer watching the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B_TP8wkQ2Pk/TsFiebbWjHI/AAAAAAAAJGw/5JvhcOEoy1A/s1600/DSC02899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674925280361614450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B_TP8wkQ2Pk/TsFiebbWjHI/AAAAAAAAJGw/5JvhcOEoy1A/s320/DSC02899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is when Little Mermaid came out. Tessa was putting her hands in the air and they were all dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPEY5AtJ92Y/TsFid1nhHmI/AAAAAAAAJGk/EtHvTSl89Ik/s1600/DSC02901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674925270212091490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPEY5AtJ92Y/TsFid1nhHmI/AAAAAAAAJGk/EtHvTSl89Ik/s320/DSC02901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UccqPEpl5LU/TsFidQ0H5-I/AAAAAAAAJGY/lUifkaDHqAc/s1600/DSC02902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674925260332853218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UccqPEpl5LU/TsFidQ0H5-I/AAAAAAAAJGY/lUifkaDHqAc/s320/DSC02902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was clapping to the songs. He would also wave at all the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrDgWh61GvA/TsFZnfkPxRI/AAAAAAAAJGI/ga7HHEo7YVE/s1600/DSC02912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674915540486833426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrDgWh61GvA/TsFZnfkPxRI/AAAAAAAAJGI/ga7HHEo7YVE/s320/DSC02912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was perfect this whole day. He slept when he wanted and was happy when he was awake. I was so shocked that he didn't cry at all the whole day. It was so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtgrBUX4Zug/TsFZmXKr63I/AAAAAAAAJF8/t_Vy28_JPEs/s1600/DSC02914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674915521052273522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jtgrBUX4Zug/TsFZmXKr63I/AAAAAAAAJF8/t_Vy28_JPEs/s320/DSC02914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gang after the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ifmELEWH9I/TsFZlqJIyYI/AAAAAAAAJFw/fY32ADA-tTc/s1600/DSC02915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674915508966181250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ifmELEWH9I/TsFZlqJIyYI/AAAAAAAAJFw/fY32ADA-tTc/s320/DSC02915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5AXWQzaDxCg/TsFZlMAAh3I/AAAAAAAAJFk/o3t5ebr4WWY/s1600/DSC02917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674915500874827634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5AXWQzaDxCg/TsFZlMAAh3I/AAAAAAAAJFk/o3t5ebr4WWY/s320/DSC02917.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the Trax at the end of a very fun day. I thought this kids would be so onery and tired by this point, but they were all on a high. But by the time we got our kids in the car they were out by the time we left the Trax parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jWdYXFAyd0/TsFZk3ElygI/AAAAAAAAJFY/kCJvZxEOepM/s1600/DSC02918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674915495256902146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jWdYXFAyd0/TsFZk3ElygI/AAAAAAAAJFY/kCJvZxEOepM/s320/DSC02918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We really had a great day!! It was so great of Grandma and Papa to do that for their grandchildren. I think they had a great time as well, but I think it's going to be mandatory that parents come next time. They looked a little wiped by the end of this day. We did so much in one day that most would do in a week. It was go go go the whole 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&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/8215347765542161023-3338131937848592896?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3338131937848592896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=3338131937848592896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3338131937848592896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3338131937848592896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/cont-of-sat-night-disney-on-ice-11-12.html' title='Cont. of Sat. night - Disney On Ice 11-12-11'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-w2oo5sreZ6Y/TsFo68vP2iI/AAAAAAAAJN8/Z8ioSCqwOuY/s72-c/DSC02834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-1841589860975535467</id><published>2011-11-14T09:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T10:01:36.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rub-a-dub-dub 3 boys in the tub!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eyf9n7CrvU4/TsFVK2Nt5MI/AAAAAAAAJFM/bm95qeEaSlw/s1600/DSC02638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674910650303636674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eyf9n7CrvU4/TsFVK2Nt5MI/AAAAAAAAJFM/bm95qeEaSlw/s320/DSC02638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Look mom, I'm Santa Claus!!!" is what Lincoln said when he got bubbles on his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LA6vl4LLOqQ/TsFVKbUFTYI/AAAAAAAAJFA/LCOclOr6GLs/s1600/DSC02631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674910643082579330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LA6vl4LLOqQ/TsFVKbUFTYI/AAAAAAAAJFA/LCOclOr6GLs/s320/DSC02631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas is finally figuring out how fun it is to play in the tub. He loves to splash!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohITMfXPkHg/TsFVJwmSM5I/AAAAAAAAJE0/tuYeviTXOFo/s1600/DSC02623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674910631616197522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohITMfXPkHg/TsFVJwmSM5I/AAAAAAAAJE0/tuYeviTXOFo/s320/DSC02623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 3 boys in the tub!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q0-BNq4WPc/TsFVJbR_hCI/AAAAAAAAJEo/PG6ZCB5STuI/s1600/DSC02622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674910625893942306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q0-BNq4WPc/TsFVJbR_hCI/AAAAAAAAJEo/PG6ZCB5STuI/s320/DSC02622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fVr5AijQu4g/TsFUBJpX1XI/AAAAAAAAJEQ/k8wAfSkRYI0/s1600/DSC02618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674909384209585522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fVr5AijQu4g/TsFUBJpX1XI/AAAAAAAAJEQ/k8wAfSkRYI0/s320/DSC02618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--FuUdEyhmdc/TsFUAD9ZUKI/AAAAAAAAJEE/MFsSUiX5xjA/s1600/DSC02615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674909365503086754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--FuUdEyhmdc/TsFUAD9ZUKI/AAAAAAAAJEE/MFsSUiX5xjA/s320/DSC02615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ijRE469A4Dg/TsFT_6laqxI/AAAAAAAAJD0/bsIGgXpWG8c/s1600/DSC02614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674909362986593042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ijRE469A4Dg/TsFT_6laqxI/AAAAAAAAJD0/bsIGgXpWG8c/s320/DSC02614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wonder what their looking at. Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SYaKeHuLulg/TsFT_rt1hPI/AAAAAAAAJDs/H7cZ6WjjeiA/s1600/DSC02613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674909358995375346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SYaKeHuLulg/TsFT_rt1hPI/AAAAAAAAJDs/H7cZ6WjjeiA/s320/DSC02613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674908430586117458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-16Vs4oUly-M/TsFTJpH0fVI/AAAAAAAAJDg/F_5WzMoijUI/s320/DSC02612.JPG" /&gt; You can probably tell what this look looks like. "Guess what I just did in the tub, mom. Heehee!!" He's just trying to warm up the water a little bit more before his brothers get in. So generous of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dLb_onJ3v10/TsFTJchlGrI/AAAAAAAAJDU/JpmiIwxrfPw/s1600/DSC02611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674908427204500146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dLb_onJ3v10/TsFTJchlGrI/AAAAAAAAJDU/JpmiIwxrfPw/s320/DSC02611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the look I got when I poured water on Luke's head. He's giving me an "excuse me" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cGbyn8rXv_c/TsFTIg7M1fI/AAAAAAAAJDI/9YIr5DkMQz8/s1600/DSC02607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674908411205834226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cGbyn8rXv_c/TsFTIg7M1fI/AAAAAAAAJDI/9YIr5DkMQz8/s320/DSC02607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His top teeth are finally through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4iKCghnUP8s/TsFTIMCxF8I/AAAAAAAAJC8/TjveGz2yCy0/s1600/DSC02603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674908405600425922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4iKCghnUP8s/TsFTIMCxF8I/AAAAAAAAJC8/TjveGz2yCy0/s320/DSC02603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas, my happy little fellow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KbThvtqYzPU/TsFTH6Yse5I/AAAAAAAAJCw/_UbuEQkcPxY/s1600/DSC02600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674908400860560274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KbThvtqYzPU/TsFTH6Yse5I/AAAAAAAAJCw/_UbuEQkcPxY/s320/DSC02600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what I walk into each morning now. This tiny little head poking up over the play pen. &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/8215347765542161023-1841589860975535467?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1841589860975535467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=1841589860975535467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1841589860975535467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1841589860975535467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/rub-dub-dub-3-boys-in-tub.html' title='Rub-a-dub-dub 3 boys in the tub!!'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-Eyf9n7CrvU4/TsFVK2Nt5MI/AAAAAAAAJFM/bm95qeEaSlw/s72-c/DSC02638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-1100506650966200762</id><published>2011-11-10T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:02:14.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spleeping prince and the bad boy!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2SDUad0LfUU/TrwepNDlXNI/AAAAAAAAJCk/QAiTXg1-HtM/s1600/DSC02598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673443323808144594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2SDUad0LfUU/TrwepNDlXNI/AAAAAAAAJCk/QAiTXg1-HtM/s320/DSC02598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is the story of the sleeping prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe3KcM_DcZs/TrweoAHZGAI/AAAAAAAAJCA/VSZpXCyF00A/s1600/DSC02590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673443303154587650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe3KcM_DcZs/TrweoAHZGAI/AAAAAAAAJCA/VSZpXCyF00A/s320/DSC02590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is asleep in his bouncer and he is a prince while doing it. The End!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was a naughty bad boy named Lincoln!!! He was supposed to be eating his dinner (mashed potatoes and chicken) and instead he did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsYQQKVQgMQ/TrweoWUogzI/AAAAAAAAJCM/eZA8i85N1p0/s1600/DSC02592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673443309115704114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsYQQKVQgMQ/TrweoWUogzI/AAAAAAAAJCM/eZA8i85N1p0/s320/DSC02592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He used it as a face wash!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N9L_c92ffto/TrweotY7GBI/AAAAAAAAJCU/F9VSKLLvtoM/s1600/DSC02594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673443315307714578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N9L_c92ffto/TrweotY7GBI/AAAAAAAAJCU/F9VSKLLvtoM/s320/DSC02594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a naughty bad boy!!! The End!&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/8215347765542161023-1100506650966200762?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1100506650966200762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=1100506650966200762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1100506650966200762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1100506650966200762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/spleeping-prince-and-bad-boy.html' title='Spleeping prince and the bad boy!!!!'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-2SDUad0LfUU/TrwepNDlXNI/AAAAAAAAJCk/QAiTXg1-HtM/s72-c/DSC02598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-8255470428858420891</id><published>2011-11-10T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T10:15:27.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treating</title><content type='html'>Another disclosure: every picture in this post was taken my me!!! Yup, I do that sometimes. Very rare, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3jCX67qv0M/TrwSicOJphI/AAAAAAAAJBw/UaHey-uGC7w/s1600/DSC02561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673430013480379922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3jCX67qv0M/TrwSicOJphI/AAAAAAAAJBw/UaHey-uGC7w/s320/DSC02561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went out trick or treating around the neighborhood. We had a good time. The boys didn't want to stop. When we got home we realized we'd been out for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A42Qt8OBKSo/TrwSh7fuzXI/AAAAAAAAJBo/Q5loAFysRP4/s1600/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673430004695747954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A42Qt8OBKSo/TrwSh7fuzXI/AAAAAAAAJBo/Q5loAFysRP4/s320/DSC02567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a picture I thought would turn out really cool. It really looked like this tree was on fire with that light in the background. The picture doesn't do it justice, it was so awesome looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aGttEIW5a8/TrwShXZbmeI/AAAAAAAAJBc/NfNVF-7Gc0Q/s1600/DSC02568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673429995005647330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aGttEIW5a8/TrwShXZbmeI/AAAAAAAAJBc/NfNVF-7Gc0Q/s320/DSC02568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our pumpkins on display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6hWl8wFOvKc/TrwSg6MXFkI/AAAAAAAAJBQ/A1-nnBh3qhs/s1600/DSC02575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673429987166197314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6hWl8wFOvKc/TrwSg6MXFkI/AAAAAAAAJBQ/A1-nnBh3qhs/s320/DSC02575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys after trick or treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRFqSjm0SlI/TrwSgvAgjpI/AAAAAAAAJBE/-Jz-BYKgJCg/s1600/DSC02576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673429984163696274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qRFqSjm0SlI/TrwSgvAgjpI/AAAAAAAAJBE/-Jz-BYKgJCg/s320/DSC02576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little lion!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llxL7CSx5pY/TrwRznDywzI/AAAAAAAAJA4/BCe3b_xdlxI/s1600/DSC02578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673429208935875378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llxL7CSx5pY/TrwRznDywzI/AAAAAAAAJA4/BCe3b_xdlxI/s320/DSC02578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I9xQNSSkOoI/TrwRzWw6gPI/AAAAAAAAJAo/-scg0K9Sv7U/s1600/DSC02579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673429204561723634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I9xQNSSkOoI/TrwRzWw6gPI/AAAAAAAAJAo/-scg0K9Sv7U/s320/DSC02579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer wanted to salute to the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uD05caJgIyo/TrwRyv2zSqI/AAAAAAAAJAg/JB5At1RNpI0/s1600/DSC02583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673429194117434018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uD05caJgIyo/TrwRyv2zSqI/AAAAAAAAJAg/JB5At1RNpI0/s320/DSC02583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Spencer's costume will fit him next year again. It was rolled on the sleeves and the pants. I just hope he likes it next year. Oh well, they will like to dress up in it throuhgout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iZ5MNX4XrI0/TrwRyRe5hKI/AAAAAAAAJAU/0Q1MTPbbLE8/s1600/DSC02585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673429185964115106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iZ5MNX4XrI0/TrwRyRe5hKI/AAAAAAAAJAU/0Q1MTPbbLE8/s320/DSC02585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor kid is getting all 4 top teeth in at the same time. I mean, if you really think about it, can you imagine how horrible teething has to be. For those teeth to rip through your gums like that, that has to be so painful. And before they actually do the ripping, they go up and down and up and down, ouch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gyif20sxbQ4/TrwRx6rNAdI/AAAAAAAAJAI/K8tarLHz6TM/s1600/DSC02587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673429179841708498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gyif20sxbQ4/TrwRx6rNAdI/AAAAAAAAJAI/K8tarLHz6TM/s320/DSC02587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8215347765542161023-8255470428858420891?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/8255470428858420891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=8255470428858420891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/8255470428858420891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/8255470428858420891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/trick-or-treating.html' title='Trick or Treating'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-h3jCX67qv0M/TrwSicOJphI/AAAAAAAAJBw/UaHey-uGC7w/s72-c/DSC02561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-654286963793550462</id><published>2011-11-10T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:59:24.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween downtown</title><content type='html'>Ok do I really need another disclosure.....just know that if you post it....I will steal it. You should just take it as a huge compliment. I mean, you did such a great job at taking the pictures that I just can't resist adding it to my own blog. So thank you all!!!! I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for a few years now I have been taking the kids downtown to meet Alisa for lunch around Halloween. We have had such a great time that we do it every year now. We will have lunch and then go over to her office and spend some time there. When we first started this Alisa was in the same office as Barbara, who we fell in love with once we meet her. She is one of the kindest, sweetest and loving ladies I've ever met. She just adores my boys and they adore her back. So we make it a must to visit her also in her office. She spoils my boys rotten and they always walk away loved and with their pockets full of goodies. She keeps saying that Spencer is going to be a very important person one day and that she is so glad to have known him so early on. She is so sweet, have I said that already. Well, it's true!!! Thank you Barb, for loving my kids so much or should I say....putting up with them. They can be a handful, but I do know that they talk about their visit with you and their Aunt Alisa for days after. So that should mean something, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zHaj4Ld_FdE/TrwH3OIlBwI/AAAAAAAAI_s/ylS7A7-tNfs/s1600/DSCN0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673418275848259330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zHaj4Ld_FdE/TrwH3OIlBwI/AAAAAAAAI_s/ylS7A7-tNfs/s320/DSCN0628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Spencer and Lincoln walking into her office first and just acting like they owned the place. They went right up and gave her some lovin'. I think she didn't mind it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AIQDvYTQeLc/TrwH20PgxMI/AAAAAAAAI_k/XScqR_aR3-c/s1600/DSCN0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673418268898018498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AIQDvYTQeLc/TrwH20PgxMI/AAAAAAAAI_k/XScqR_aR3-c/s320/DSCN0629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer lovin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ou-mopmetMg/TrwHmx9_DII/AAAAAAAAI_Y/FRkfwpw8Pd4/s1600/DSCN0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673417993409727618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ou-mopmetMg/TrwHmx9_DII/AAAAAAAAI_Y/FRkfwpw8Pd4/s320/DSCN0630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln lovin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlsxj9bzuLE/TrwH3WCYmEI/AAAAAAAAI_8/29WcjchQ0YE/s1600/DSCN0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673418277969762370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlsxj9bzuLE/TrwH3WCYmEI/AAAAAAAAI_8/29WcjchQ0YE/s320/DSCN0632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alisa took the only picture of our gang all together so I have to say, thank you Alisa!!! Jason wanted me to dress up, but he didn't get a picture of it so I have to thank you for getting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIgrLTCBf-0/TrwHmnsOqHI/AAAAAAAAI_M/foNZtY0Lw_g/s1600/DSCN0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673417990650898546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIgrLTCBf-0/TrwHmnsOqHI/AAAAAAAAI_M/foNZtY0Lw_g/s320/DSCN0631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Spencer as "Maverick" in Top Gun. I kept calling him "Goose", but he said, "no mom, I'm Maverick". Even though he had no idea who either one of them are. It was just easier for him to tell everyone he was Maverick then to say he was a fighter pilot. This is the only time he put his visor down. So Alisa took a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHzv7AkwS28/TrwHmKz8ybI/AAAAAAAAI_A/NsLhAa_CoKk/s1600/DSCN0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673417982898653618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iHzv7AkwS28/TrwHmKz8ybI/AAAAAAAAI_A/NsLhAa_CoKk/s320/DSCN0633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was cooking in his lion costume so we took his top off. So he's in the process of turning right now. He was a happer camper once I took him out of his stroller. I would let him stand up against my legs and he would arch his back to try to stand on his own. Once he started falling I would catch him and it would start all over again. It turned into a game for him. So fun for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Ot7Udn0QEM/TrwHlj8G7oI/AAAAAAAAI-0/5TNm1PgjiKA/s1600/DSC02514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673417972463890050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Ot7Udn0QEM/TrwHlj8G7oI/AAAAAAAAI-0/5TNm1PgjiKA/s320/DSC02514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little Mickey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LldIF1eynOo/TrwHlZ8cUcI/AAAAAAAAI-o/XPcYwThyaO0/s1600/DSC02516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673417969780937154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LldIF1eynOo/TrwHlZ8cUcI/AAAAAAAAI-o/XPcYwThyaO0/s320/DSC02516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas the lion!!! Roar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4O5DMORCBs/TrwHDHpqJfI/AAAAAAAAI-c/q-C8OoVB0V8/s1600/DSC02517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673417380754761202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4O5DMORCBs/TrwHDHpqJfI/AAAAAAAAI-c/q-C8OoVB0V8/s320/DSC02517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another shot with his hood up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCEKYJ7ETZY/TrwHCx3rP4I/AAAAAAAAI-Q/hpWs7VJxRrU/s1600/DSC02526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673417374907973506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCEKYJ7ETZY/TrwHCx3rP4I/AAAAAAAAI-Q/hpWs7VJxRrU/s320/DSC02526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While Jason and Spencer were taking a bathroom break, Lincoln decided to get back to work. He was proof-reading a upcoming month of the "Liahona" so if there are any errors....you know how to blame. He was having a good time looking at each page and moving it aside to look at the next one. Alisa was the one he handed it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jlaIcEZD-x0/TrwHCUcH-kI/AAAAAAAAI-E/yONak095AjE/s1600/DSC02529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673417367007787586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jlaIcEZD-x0/TrwHCUcH-kI/AAAAAAAAI-E/yONak095AjE/s320/DSC02529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was hard at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olnfdQSrXdU/TrwHBqiDzkI/AAAAAAAAI94/ZnPQgdrQYCU/s1600/DSC02533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673417355758390850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olnfdQSrXdU/TrwHBqiDzkI/AAAAAAAAI94/ZnPQgdrQYCU/s320/DSC02533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or should I say, hardly working. He took some time to kick back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuIEKx9Dc58/TrwHBbdndRI/AAAAAAAAI9s/Aeh1j3QYjRY/s1600/DSC02534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673417351713223954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuIEKx9Dc58/TrwHBbdndRI/AAAAAAAAI9s/Aeh1j3QYjRY/s320/DSC02534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this is how Alisa works too. I mean, how hard can her job be......just kidding!!! I think she is one of the hardest workers I know. That's why it's so fun to tease her because she is the opposite of this picture of Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RncVT791Xvc/TrwF-ma59wI/AAAAAAAAI9g/a3PJx08HWbU/s1600/DSC02535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673416203603408642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RncVT791Xvc/TrwF-ma59wI/AAAAAAAAI9g/a3PJx08HWbU/s320/DSC02535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another shot of Lincoln showing Alisa how to do her job. She apparently was doing it wrong, he was just teaching her what she should be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qzcCIPX0c7k/TrwF-WHwTYI/AAAAAAAAI9U/qUKAQ6LnbsM/s1600/DSC02541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673416199228116354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qzcCIPX0c7k/TrwF-WHwTYI/AAAAAAAAI9U/qUKAQ6LnbsM/s320/DSC02541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little escapee, he was so happy once he was out of the stroller. I would love to be wheeled around every where. What don't they get about that, that naps and strollers are so cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0l3rNSDP6_k/TrwF9kvM-NI/AAAAAAAAI9I/EzoMmvnBgLQ/s1600/DSC02544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673416185971800274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0l3rNSDP6_k/TrwF9kvM-NI/AAAAAAAAI9I/EzoMmvnBgLQ/s320/DSC02544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is the baby whisperer....wait I retract my previous statement....she is the child at all ages whisperer!!! It's so true. I know if there is any time that I can't console my child, she can take them and poof....they are instantly happy. It's so crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4wWnVqE2b8/TrwF9PNyuxI/AAAAAAAAI88/i2Uwp-sT9Os/s1600/DSC02546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673416180194523922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4wWnVqE2b8/TrwF9PNyuxI/AAAAAAAAI88/i2Uwp-sT9Os/s320/DSC02546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See, he was screaming just seconds before this. I promise, I wouldn't lie to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxJDhjpubr8/TrwF8grJLKI/AAAAAAAAI8w/bxgS-gSa2qo/s1600/DSC02554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673416167701163170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxJDhjpubr8/TrwF8grJLKI/AAAAAAAAI8w/bxgS-gSa2qo/s320/DSC02554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time with Alisa. We always do. The boys just love her!!! No secret there....I hear about it all day long!!! Thanks Alisa for letting us come invade your office. &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/8215347765542161023-654286963793550462?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/654286963793550462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=654286963793550462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/654286963793550462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/654286963793550462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-downtown.html' title='Halloween downtown'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-zHaj4Ld_FdE/TrwH3OIlBwI/AAAAAAAAI_s/ylS7A7-tNfs/s72-c/DSCN0628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-1552489359888120984</id><published>2011-11-09T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:09:05.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Later that night....after the party</title><content type='html'>Another disclosure...yes again I have stolen (with unknown permission) from a certain kind, generous, awesome, beautiful person. You know who you are..heehee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7v4RekBJUWw/Trv9N1gRp-I/AAAAAAAAI8A/Jkw_XwpKESY/s1600/DSC02476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673406569745852386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7v4RekBJUWw/Trv9N1gRp-I/AAAAAAAAI8A/Jkw_XwpKESY/s320/DSC02476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We came home from Kambry's party and since it was the night before halloween, we thought it was time to carve our pumpkins. Alisa also brought her pumpkins so carving we went. The boys were all excited to start until they put their hands in to clean them out. That was the end of the excitement. All they wanted was to wash their hands ASAP. It was as if they were touching real guts or something....how in the world are they going to gut a deer someday. They will probably leave that to their dad when that day comes because they were not into it at all. Spencer's hand went in and off to the bathroom he went. Lincoln on the other hand, had a good time when I started playing with him. I would try to see if he could hold on to my hand as I was falling. He would laugh when he couldn't hold on to me. It worked for a short time and then he started asking for a wipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--69yGEwvbIM/TrwBqAiqgXI/AAAAAAAAI8k/dTwdvciy6Rw/s1600/DSCN0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673411451791507826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--69yGEwvbIM/TrwBqAiqgXI/AAAAAAAAI8k/dTwdvciy6Rw/s320/DSCN0626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is when we were playing around. He was into it until he looked at Spencer's face of disgust. THen he asked for a wipe. Spencer says he wants to be a doctor and I tried to tell him if he is a doctor he will always be getting his hands dirty, but he then informed me that doctors wear gloves and if he had gloves then he would do it gladly. Little smart aleck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0-CC3pGzX4/TrwBphC5S2I/AAAAAAAAI8c/JS41NUhZZ1c/s1600/DSCN0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673411443336760162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0-CC3pGzX4/TrwBphC5S2I/AAAAAAAAI8c/JS41NUhZZ1c/s320/DSCN0624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was trying my hardest for Lincoln to get into it and help me out....knowing we had 3 more pumpkins to clean out. But it was just too much for him, he wanted to be clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDC68bxroSc/Trv82DxhIoI/AAAAAAAAI70/Anp3gh3u-lE/s1600/DSC02477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673406161259405954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lDC68bxroSc/Trv82DxhIoI/AAAAAAAAI70/Anp3gh3u-lE/s320/DSC02477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lincoln's reaction to the pumpkin guts. He was not intrigued at all. Once their hands were clean, they were all for carving the pumpkins. Silly boys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3WIXDowuCS0/Trv81oybeAI/AAAAAAAAI7o/B5j1rUK9wf0/s1600/DSC02479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673406154015471618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3WIXDowuCS0/Trv81oybeAI/AAAAAAAAI7o/B5j1rUK9wf0/s320/DSC02479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer tackled the Jack Skeleton pumpkin. Look at his face.....so serious!!! This pumpkin did turn out as one of the best, it was awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzIz-n0r1MU/Trv81PC27WI/AAAAAAAAI7c/doRCiGkGBnU/s1600/DSC02484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673406147105058146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzIz-n0r1MU/Trv81PC27WI/AAAAAAAAI7c/doRCiGkGBnU/s320/DSC02484.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alisa was into carving her pumpkin.....can you guess what she carved? Hmmmmm....you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1_jUlopr1OU/Trv80qtpvxI/AAAAAAAAI7Q/4DBUISuCh-k/s1600/DSC02485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673406137352437522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1_jUlopr1OU/Trv80qtpvxI/AAAAAAAAI7Q/4DBUISuCh-k/s320/DSC02485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer is the photographer here. He did a pretty good job. I was too busy to do it, so I'm glad I can hand it over to him and know he will do a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ld9OzZzVbU/Trv80eH6b8I/AAAAAAAAI7E/q55cC45HuYg/s1600/DSC02489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673406133972922306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ld9OzZzVbU/Trv80eH6b8I/AAAAAAAAI7E/q55cC45HuYg/s320/DSC02489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt "Seesa" with her Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ig29o1Pu96w/TrsYr0v1GEI/AAAAAAAAI60/BcyOSUtznec/s1600/DSC02490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673155296775968834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ig29o1Pu96w/TrsYr0v1GEI/AAAAAAAAI60/BcyOSUtznec/s320/DSC02490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer is taking this picture....he is becoming a pro. I love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMIwVk_gejE/TrsYqt84BXI/AAAAAAAAI6s/jljamz4eUoQ/s1600/DSC02491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673155277771769202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMIwVk_gejE/TrsYqt84BXI/AAAAAAAAI6s/jljamz4eUoQ/s320/DSC02491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Linc in his halloween jammies. He was just having a good time walking from one pumpkin to another seeing every one's progress. As long as he didn't have to touch the pumpkin guts, he was a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20r2RgStx3U/TrsYqaoKiYI/AAAAAAAAI6c/DIDBzZKPwQ0/s1600/DSC02492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673155272584628610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20r2RgStx3U/TrsYqaoKiYI/AAAAAAAAI6c/DIDBzZKPwQ0/s320/DSC02492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my sissy boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nMrMbBMHWLQ/TrsYplosY7I/AAAAAAAAI6E/s73qtenXZZo/s1600/DSC02498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673155258359767986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nMrMbBMHWLQ/TrsYplosY7I/AAAAAAAAI6E/s73qtenXZZo/s320/DSC02498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thsi was my 2nd pumpkin attempt. IF you can't read it, it says "welcome". Ohhhhhh so spooky!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XlKjREypQls/TrsGf47d62I/AAAAAAAAI54/P2MYdB0j5mQ/s1600/DSC02500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673135300530793314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XlKjREypQls/TrsGf47d62I/AAAAAAAAI54/P2MYdB0j5mQ/s320/DSC02500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Alisa's 2nd pumpkin. It was so cute. Not spooky at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JkhRP6EESWY/TrsGfh6IBYI/AAAAAAAAI5o/jynMIqV1578/s1600/DSC02501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673135294351148418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JkhRP6EESWY/TrsGfh6IBYI/AAAAAAAAI5o/jynMIqV1578/s320/DSC02501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the 3rd one I did. I don't know why I did 3 with a little help from Spencer and Jason did 1. Explain that one to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifCO-PZ22vk/TrsGfL6yweI/AAAAAAAAI5g/Rom-bjjDqf0/s1600/DSC02504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673135288448369122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifCO-PZ22vk/TrsGfL6yweI/AAAAAAAAI5g/Rom-bjjDqf0/s320/DSC02504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So can you guess who did this one. Here's a hint....this is her boyfriend. Yup, you know who I'm talking about. It turned out really cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673135284117424738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bAGJYtFoyX8/TrsGe7yNymI/AAAAAAAAI5U/R9Dwrp3jiMQ/s320/DSC02506.JPG" /&gt; Spencer's pumpkin. I love this one!!! It must have been really popular because a lot of houses we went to had a version of him. They all looked so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t8Wi5lA5Xz4/TrsGekTU_bI/AAAAAAAAI5I/UTLVrgWS-Jc/s1600/DSC02513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673135277813857714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t8Wi5lA5Xz4/TrsGekTU_bI/AAAAAAAAI5I/UTLVrgWS-Jc/s320/DSC02513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmmmm....who did this one. This is a star wars figure, if you didn't know. He spent all night doing this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all it was a great day (other than mom and Spencer were under the weather) but by the end of the night we were all together and had a great time visiting and carving. It was really fun!! Til next year.....&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/8215347765542161023-1552489359888120984?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1552489359888120984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=1552489359888120984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1552489359888120984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1552489359888120984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/later-that-nightafter-party.html' title='Later that night....after the party'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-7v4RekBJUWw/Trv9N1gRp-I/AAAAAAAAI8A/Jkw_XwpKESY/s72-c/DSC02476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-5501605103588068784</id><published>2011-11-09T13:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:59:09.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kambry turns 1!!!</title><content type='html'>Another disclosure, I know, I'm so bad at this.....I may have borrowed a couple pictures from Tenille. Ok... I did. Thanks Tenille, for the permission you have granted me without your knowledge. You are so sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORSebJpA8xE/Trr4pf24WQI/AAAAAAAAI4w/iYin2jOlCOE/s1600/311746_238875232839381_100001507187671_679070_1598920792_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673120072436570370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORSebJpA8xE/Trr4pf24WQI/AAAAAAAAI4w/iYin2jOlCOE/s320/311746_238875232839381_100001507187671_679070_1598920792_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kambry turned 1!! We were invited to her "pinkalicious" birthday party. Tenille did such a great job decorating and putting on a great party. She sure does know how to Party!!! And Kevin does too, I bet he had his hand in all this too. He may not admit it, but he does know his pinks. They had it all pinked out. Kevin even picked out the walker that is all pink and princesses. It's really cute. It really brings out his feminine side.....finally!!! It won't be the last time either. Not with his little princess around. She has him wrapped around her finger...he won't be able to say "no" to this little angel...ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MplIqDLdQhU/Trr4o3DnyuI/AAAAAAAAI4o/9Za5K2qIPv4/s1600/DSC02395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673120061484157666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MplIqDLdQhU/Trr4o3DnyuI/AAAAAAAAI4o/9Za5K2qIPv4/s320/DSC02395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looked the part as the birthday girl, for sure. She is so adorable. I made a mistake by calling her a toddler on facebook saying she isn't a baby anymore and I was corrected by Kevin saying that she will always be his baby. He is a little smitten with her...how could you not be. Look at that face!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCby0wzur64/Trr4ovNmlOI/AAAAAAAAI4Y/eelLNpk5C6Y/s1600/DSC02398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673120059378537698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCby0wzur64/Trr4ovNmlOI/AAAAAAAAI4Y/eelLNpk5C6Y/s320/DSC02398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the walker that Kevin picked out. She's a pro already at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EgS2mUcYS8U/Trr4nwVJhwI/AAAAAAAAI4Q/5nnBHy2k6VQ/s1600/DSC02399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673120042498754306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EgS2mUcYS8U/Trr4nwVJhwI/AAAAAAAAI4Q/5nnBHy2k6VQ/s320/DSC02399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is so cute how they decorated this big day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w3lB97TRE1I/Trr4noE-ccI/AAAAAAAAI4A/i-BgTIz7Lg0/s1600/DSC02400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673120040283435458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w3lB97TRE1I/Trr4noE-ccI/AAAAAAAAI4A/i-BgTIz7Lg0/s320/DSC02400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had pink lemonade, pink cake pops (made by Tenille) and all the room was pinked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sw-Cx8EKFBE/Trr4BwMJEVI/AAAAAAAAI30/_wh2vABQac8/s1600/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673119389625946450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sw-Cx8EKFBE/Trr4BwMJEVI/AAAAAAAAI30/_wh2vABQac8/s320/DSC02401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8_Hjrf6tk8w/Trr4BRbPxnI/AAAAAAAAI3o/9GkxzonFxNk/s1600/DSC02403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673119381367801458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8_Hjrf6tk8w/Trr4BRbPxnI/AAAAAAAAI3o/9GkxzonFxNk/s320/DSC02403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom Hale was sick and so was Spencer so I went with Alisa and took along Lincoln and Lucas. They had a good time. Pink doesn't scare these boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ul7wfW0Jfs/Trr4BHKVeHI/AAAAAAAAI3c/wszKMX9tU0g/s1600/DSC02404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673119378612516978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ul7wfW0Jfs/Trr4BHKVeHI/AAAAAAAAI3c/wszKMX9tU0g/s320/DSC02404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kambry came over to thank Lucas for coming to her party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1jkfu7iOkE/Trr4ATWdBYI/AAAAAAAAI3Q/UB-PKinp3-A/s1600/DSC02406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673119364704699778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1jkfu7iOkE/Trr4ATWdBYI/AAAAAAAAI3Q/UB-PKinp3-A/s320/DSC02406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's crazy that it's not going to be that long before we have another 1 yr old on the loose. I better get started on thinking of ideas for it. MAybe after the holidays I'll get onto that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5eVrtJjlILE/Trr4AFnbYpI/AAAAAAAAI3E/J03BYfSnUsE/s1600/DSC02418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673119361017799314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5eVrtJjlILE/Trr4AFnbYpI/AAAAAAAAI3E/J03BYfSnUsE/s320/DSC02418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kambry had a good time opening up presents, she just didn't like the idea of having to put them aside to open another one. She would've been just happy opening one and then being able to play with it. She would've just been happy playing with the bags and tissue, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBmzoKNea4c/Trr2kEEyLQI/AAAAAAAAI24/P9p2o4O7Y5w/s1600/DSC02431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673117780056091906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBmzoKNea4c/Trr2kEEyLQI/AAAAAAAAI24/P9p2o4O7Y5w/s320/DSC02431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kevin was so excited to blow up this fish that was supposed to fly around the room, but after a ling time trying to get it to work, he couldn't. He thinks his helium wasn't all that powerful. But it was still fun watching him try it get it to work. Now if you ask him....I think he might say something different. The suspense was killing us all waiting for this thing to do something, but it didn't work out. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AlH7cseORxo/Trr2jzgd0JI/AAAAAAAAI2s/damWro4hcPM/s1600/DSC02432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673117775608795282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AlH7cseORxo/Trr2jzgd0JI/AAAAAAAAI2s/damWro4hcPM/s320/DSC02432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas trying out the walker, pink doesn't scare this little boy. He was fine with the standing part, but when the thing moved he just held on for dear life and let the distance between him and the walker grow bigger and bigger until he fell flat on his stomach. He's still working on the moving his legs thing, hey it's hard to figure out. I can see how the left, right, left, right can stump someone. It still stumps me most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wsHY-E5z8ps/Trr2jPeosPI/AAAAAAAAI2k/IZOJ19TwgJY/s1600/DSC02434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673117765937443058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wsHY-E5z8ps/Trr2jPeosPI/AAAAAAAAI2k/IZOJ19TwgJY/s320/DSC02434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tenille is so cute, she had made these cake pops and you know when you make things like this, presentation is everything. Isn't this so cute how she made the holders with her name on it, I think with all of them together they spelled out "Happy birthday kambry". So fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6sMsujqf1g/Trr5-MQnh7I/AAAAAAAAI48/WswWLJmNp3I/s1600/373959_238876819505889_100001507187671_679081_1820157953_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673121527464691634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6sMsujqf1g/Trr5-MQnh7I/AAAAAAAAI48/WswWLJmNp3I/s320/373959_238876819505889_100001507187671_679081_1820157953_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this was taken by Kev and Tenille the day before, they had a celebration with Kambry's birth mom and parents. This is how she got into the cake eating after a while of "ignoring" her. It was too cute not to "borrow" it or steal (you be the judge). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z9o43OH7S28/Trr2ioSJybI/AAAAAAAAI2U/tm8xcahVB98/s1600/DSC02436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673117755416103346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z9o43OH7S28/Trr2ioSJybI/AAAAAAAAI2U/tm8xcahVB98/s320/DSC02436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't Tenille a hottie!!! She is so cute. Anyways, this is when we were singing to Kambry. She had a little help blowing out the candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7apJlFd2Bus/Trr2iWNMnxI/AAAAAAAAI2I/ehax38W_XSE/s1600/DSC02445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673117750563479314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7apJlFd2Bus/Trr2iWNMnxI/AAAAAAAAI2I/ehax38W_XSE/s320/DSC02445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She knew the plan on the cake, but she wasn't all that into it. She ate some of it, but nothing like the day before. I think she knew how long it took the day before to clean her up and she didn't want that again. She knew her mom wasn't all that into the mess of it all. Can you tell by all the precaution....the bib, the highchair, the floor mat. It was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-alva3qU-uyY/Trrzr_Mq8VI/AAAAAAAAI1s/QiTKpUBaFGE/s1600/DSC02446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673114617651065170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-alva3qU-uyY/Trrzr_Mq8VI/AAAAAAAAI1s/QiTKpUBaFGE/s320/DSC02446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was taking her time. No rush here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTdjdc9aNEM/TrrzrHAv1XI/AAAAAAAAI1g/lCsKVrdhL4E/s1600/DSC02456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673114602568668530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTdjdc9aNEM/TrrzrHAv1XI/AAAAAAAAI1g/lCsKVrdhL4E/s320/DSC02456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looks like she's bored here, but actually from across the room someone was talking on the phone and she was taking a call herself. She holds her hand up to her ear and says, "hi". It's really cute. It's so funny how "hi" was her 1st word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aXIy36nTOg/Trrzq5YIfxI/AAAAAAAAI1U/OdFfZ7k94iU/s1600/DSC02457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673114598908657426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aXIy36nTOg/Trrzq5YIfxI/AAAAAAAAI1U/OdFfZ7k94iU/s320/DSC02457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_dPlwXvSwMI/TrrzqS8w68I/AAAAAAAAI1I/hRXn1XJCq-I/s1600/DSC02459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673114588593318850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_dPlwXvSwMI/TrrzqS8w68I/AAAAAAAAI1I/hRXn1XJCq-I/s320/DSC02459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is so cute. Kevin is so adorable with Kambry and I think Kambry likes him just a tad. They are so cute together. I always knew Kev was going to make a terrific dad, but I never pictured how much fun it is to watch him with her. They have this bond that is priceless to watch. Tenille is also the best mom ever. They just radiate love between each other that you can feel from the other side of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dbrNrP58XY4/Trrzpxi63lI/AAAAAAAAI08/GXnMxnAglvY/s1600/DSC02461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673114579626548818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dbrNrP58XY4/Trrzpxi63lI/AAAAAAAAI08/GXnMxnAglvY/s320/DSC02461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the precautionary methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4GNvkLjpUY/Trry1s8laeI/AAAAAAAAI0w/fQNhqZCIP6A/s1600/DSC02463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673113685038819810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4GNvkLjpUY/Trry1s8laeI/AAAAAAAAI0w/fQNhqZCIP6A/s320/DSC02463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kambry was more interested in all the people than the cake. She would eventually get back to it now and then, but most of the time she was just looking around being cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEOItHJwyjI/Trry1J1zWWI/AAAAAAAAI0k/5D3mc3dBDEk/s1600/DSC02465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673113675615132002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEOItHJwyjI/Trry1J1zWWI/AAAAAAAAI0k/5D3mc3dBDEk/s320/DSC02465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wu3F1JSJMp0/Trry0kOSkMI/AAAAAAAAI0Y/tKGYMCDOEDQ/s1600/DSC02469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673113665517293762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wu3F1JSJMp0/Trry0kOSkMI/AAAAAAAAI0Y/tKGYMCDOEDQ/s320/DSC02469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was her digging in. Then she waved her hand and it all went on the floor, thank goodness the mat was there. It's all out of love, I promise. I love you guys tons. I think Tenille put it perfectly, "The more you tease, the more love there is".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCs6ex3msvo/Trry0LcOj7I/AAAAAAAAI0M/AnP9Mt6HscU/s1600/DSC02473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673113658864865202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCs6ex3msvo/Trry0LcOj7I/AAAAAAAAI0M/AnP9Mt6HscU/s320/DSC02473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was pretty much done here. It's all fun and games until someone gets cake there. Heeheehee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQEHfvdT8OY/Trryz0rHuNI/AAAAAAAAI0A/TbZgnTi449o/s1600/DSC02475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673113652753316050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQEHfvdT8OY/Trryz0rHuNI/AAAAAAAAI0A/TbZgnTi449o/s320/DSC02475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln loved playing with this pink and purple purse that makes noise when opened. I wanted to take this picture for his dad to be so proud of when he sees it. I think we haev an idea of a christmas present for him.....hmmmm....we shall see. &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/8215347765542161023-5501605103588068784?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5501605103588068784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=5501605103588068784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/5501605103588068784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/5501605103588068784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/kambry-turns-1.html' title='Kambry turns 1!!!'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-ORSebJpA8xE/Trr4pf24WQI/AAAAAAAAI4w/iYin2jOlCOE/s72-c/311746_238875232839381_100001507187671_679070_1598920792_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-2850318029335222120</id><published>2011-11-09T13:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T13:33:31.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pumpkin Patch - Oct. 29th 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S1yLEEbrLi4/Trrsmq0JwZI/AAAAAAAAIz0/cEcJhExW97M/s1600/DSC02378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673106829698777490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S1yLEEbrLi4/Trrsmq0JwZI/AAAAAAAAIz0/cEcJhExW97M/s320/DSC02378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole month of Oct. I have been wanted to get our family to the pumpkin patch to get some pictures taken and get some pumpkins with the boys. Soooo as halloween was quickly approaching, it hadn't happened yet. So as a last ditch effort and since it was also the last weekend before halloween, Jason promised me it would happen. So after a discussion on how early it gets dark now, he got off early and off we went. He got home at about 6:30pm and by the time we got there we didn't have much light left. We hurred and snapped some pictures and picked out some pumpkins. It was a very quick trip to the Pumpkin Patch. Next year, this won't happen, we have already talked about it. But here are the pictures we did take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7abeoxLzHs/TrrsmemtMXI/AAAAAAAAIzo/zqVrAYpanXw/s1600/DSC02382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673106826421154162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7abeoxLzHs/TrrsmemtMXI/AAAAAAAAIzo/zqVrAYpanXw/s320/DSC02382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family as the sun came down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vKvuVvOcxWQ/TrrslYBs-qI/AAAAAAAAIzc/Rv4RJz0vahs/s1600/DSC02383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673106807475468962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vKvuVvOcxWQ/TrrslYBs-qI/AAAAAAAAIzc/Rv4RJz0vahs/s320/DSC02383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas wasn't all that into the wheelbarrow ride. I think his backside was getting a little cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--EsGS02oJLo/Trrskz2FfJI/AAAAAAAAIzQ/n1xYQpu-cjo/s1600/DSC02385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673106797763067026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--EsGS02oJLo/Trrskz2FfJI/AAAAAAAAIzQ/n1xYQpu-cjo/s320/DSC02385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Off to find the perfect pumpkin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnpdJlakI9g/TrrskqSc2HI/AAAAAAAAIzE/mPwTffaS5do/s1600/DSC02386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673106795197683826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnpdJlakI9g/TrrskqSc2HI/AAAAAAAAIzE/mPwTffaS5do/s320/DSC02386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ycOn6zuN_tY/TrrrxQdF5RI/AAAAAAAAIy4/Tr3YTds4ft8/s1600/DSC02387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673105912089666834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ycOn6zuN_tY/TrrrxQdF5RI/AAAAAAAAIy4/Tr3YTds4ft8/s320/DSC02387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln telling me which one was for him. Hw kept trying to tell me he needed a little one like him and I would point out a big one and he would say, "No mom, that one is way too big".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7vTIi07WHk/TrrrwhPo57I/AAAAAAAAIyw/nWSSo0bWsc8/s1600/DSC02388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673105899416774578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7vTIi07WHk/TrrrwhPo57I/AAAAAAAAIyw/nWSSo0bWsc8/s320/DSC02388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the beginning of Spencer's illness, and so he was getting chilled really quickly, so Jason took off his sweater and put it on him. But that still didn't stop him from telling us which pumpkin was for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIBHaGIiLsU/TrrrwUsh4AI/AAAAAAAAIyg/v7jMHTKNsMY/s1600/DSC02389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673105896048287746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIBHaGIiLsU/TrrrwUsh4AI/AAAAAAAAIyg/v7jMHTKNsMY/s320/DSC02389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me trying to get my finger out of the way of the picture whilst holding onto Luke. It didn't work all that well, as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gg4wB1RHRLM/TrrrvX12rmI/AAAAAAAAIyU/ZkQWrLzMRJQ/s1600/DSC02390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673105879712837218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gg4wB1RHRLM/TrrrvX12rmI/AAAAAAAAIyU/ZkQWrLzMRJQ/s320/DSC02390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln picking out his size pumpkin. "This one mom, this is the one for me, and look I can even carry it myself". Spencer had to get in on this picture too. And I'm glad he did, it turned out pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TN70gX8cK0I/TrrrvITRGoI/AAAAAAAAIyI/bA8oWfQNUoo/s1600/DSC02393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673105875541236354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TN70gX8cK0I/TrrrvITRGoI/AAAAAAAAIyI/bA8oWfQNUoo/s320/DSC02393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took one last stop before heading home...to the halloween store. Jason was determined that I had to dress up or I wasn't invited to go trick or treating with the boys, his exact words. So I found a hippie top that worked perfect for me since I like my jeans so much. This was a photo op, I couldn't refuse. The boys liked going around the store pushing all the "try me" buttons. Even the scariest things, didn't phase them. All in all, we did have a great time. &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/8215347765542161023-2850318029335222120?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/2850318029335222120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=2850318029335222120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/2850318029335222120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/2850318029335222120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/pumpkin-patch-oct-29th-2011.html' title='The Pumpkin Patch - Oct. 29th 2011'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-S1yLEEbrLi4/Trrsmq0JwZI/AAAAAAAAIz0/cEcJhExW97M/s72-c/DSC02378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-5792263451378535700</id><published>2011-11-09T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T13:05:31.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alisa's ward halloween party</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have to put in a disclosure before I go on.....I MAYBE stole some of these pictures from Alisa's blog....ok I did. They just were so cute and I ahd to put them on mine so that hopefully one day I can print out a blog book and these pictures will be included. So thank you Alisa, what can I say, you are a great picture taker and I strive to be just like you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's move on, shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD3v4CPSCqc/TrrkKvU5MOI/AAAAAAAAIx4/e3yO5N95yLM/s1600/DSCN0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673097553780486370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD3v4CPSCqc/TrrkKvU5MOI/AAAAAAAAIx4/e3yO5N95yLM/s320/DSCN0538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So maybe I should put an astrick by the ones that are Alisa's pictures. Well, that would be a lot of astricks so maybe I should exnay on that idea. But it was a good idea. Anyways.....&lt;br /&gt;Here's Spencer giving Alisa's "Ichabod" some all deserving lovin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7fU_4niMf4/TrrkKO7omXI/AAAAAAAAIxs/ka6Bm99TPlI/s1600/DSCN0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673097545084606834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7fU_4niMf4/TrrkKO7omXI/AAAAAAAAIxs/ka6Bm99TPlI/s320/DSCN0535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Something about "Ichabod" gets Lincoln's attention. He is in love or something. The whole time we are there he is attached at the hip with this thing. I just can't believe they are the same height now. Last year he was so little next to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cf3fMUdMFas/TrrkJ755_oI/AAAAAAAAIxg/d0PNhwhS-IQ/s1600/DSCN0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673097539977084546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cf3fMUdMFas/TrrkJ755_oI/AAAAAAAAIxg/d0PNhwhS-IQ/s320/DSCN0539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My boys just have so much love to share. It's just a tad scary how much love they pass around. In the not too distant future we are going to have to have a talk about how much and to who they share this love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1eIiVX8y2gY/TrrkJe2BBxI/AAAAAAAAIxU/MOtKbSUdg4Q/s1600/DSCN0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673097532176140050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1eIiVX8y2gY/TrrkJe2BBxI/AAAAAAAAIxU/MOtKbSUdg4Q/s320/DSCN0546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I do love this picture of Spencer with his Grandma Hale. Good going Alisa. What an eye you have for photography and I do have to say, what an eye I have for stealing these pictures and adding them to my blog. Pat on the back for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTrWePBLpUs/TrrkJFsvmXI/AAAAAAAAIxI/RsEQK_ymQMk/s1600/DSC02376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673097525426362738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTrWePBLpUs/TrrkJFsvmXI/AAAAAAAAIxI/RsEQK_ymQMk/s320/DSC02376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the boys on the way home from the all the excitement from Aunt "Seesa's" house. They all were out scout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tfs2h5XfwWk/Trri8v5fmvI/AAAAAAAAIw4/Uf0ayQfCvg4/s1600/DSC02359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673096213904202482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tfs2h5XfwWk/Trri8v5fmvI/AAAAAAAAIw4/Uf0ayQfCvg4/s320/DSC02359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were invited...or shall I say, we invited ourselves to Alisa's ward halloween party that she was in charge of. She did an amazing job at putting it all together and it really was a hit!! (But a little advice to Alisa, when you put on such a successful event like you did, good job, by the way...it opens the door for them to ask you next year....oopsie daisy....something to ponder on for next year you get the fortunate oppurtunity to do this all over again) But can I say, it was so fun and the boys loved it!!! Can I just say though, that it was funny how many times people knew Spencer by name and said it was so good to see him again, I think more people in your ward know my boys more than people in our ward....hmmmm, is that a bad thing? Maybe I shouldn't have said that....oh well. What does that say about me as a mom. Ok, that's enough of that....let's move on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GiHLfP1GcTc/Trri8N_6saI/AAAAAAAAIws/MR-WT7mzUIE/s1600/DSC02360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673096204804338082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GiHLfP1GcTc/Trri8N_6saI/AAAAAAAAIws/MR-WT7mzUIE/s320/DSC02360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas the lion....this costume is so hot....I mean, literally hot, he was burning up in this thing. He didn't become the outgoing little Lucas until we took off the top. Then he came alive!! He's kind of in a comatose state here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4SmKMAuLv2Q/Trri7v2KkZI/AAAAAAAAIwg/sexCP_QDG0A/s1600/DSC02365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673096196710371730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4SmKMAuLv2Q/Trri7v2KkZI/AAAAAAAAIwg/sexCP_QDG0A/s320/DSC02365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer is trying to help me get a smile out of him...no such luck, but it still made a cute picture. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IYXEi-QcPLs/Trri7Iv26XI/AAAAAAAAIwU/_5Xuz8KG624/s1600/DSC02368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673096186214934898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IYXEi-QcPLs/Trri7Iv26XI/AAAAAAAAIwU/_5Xuz8KG624/s320/DSC02368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I even tried to let him loose from the stroller to try to get a smile....it helped a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zYLdk7XPhzQ/Trri61BFOMI/AAAAAAAAIwI/BjQOzAnb1Ds/s1600/DSC02374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673096180918466754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zYLdk7XPhzQ/Trri61BFOMI/AAAAAAAAIwI/BjQOzAnb1Ds/s320/DSC02374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln followed me in the bathroom at Alisa's house and he knew I had my camera in my pocket, so he asked me to take a picture of him in Aunt "Seesa's" new bathroom. So here I am doing it....ok.....let me clarify, here I am taking the picture. Not actually doing it....I know I'm in the bathroom, but I am just washing my hands. I promise. OK, think what you want. Here's the picture anyways!! Can I say though, Alisa your bathroom is so awesome. I mean, the pink tile was so in, but this look works also. &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/8215347765542161023-5792263451378535700?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5792263451378535700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=5792263451378535700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/5792263451378535700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/5792263451378535700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/alisas-ward-halloween-party.html' title='Alisa&apos;s ward halloween party'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-ZD3v4CPSCqc/TrrkKvU5MOI/AAAAAAAAIx4/e3yO5N95yLM/s72-c/DSCN0538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-552856409774289630</id><published>2011-11-09T12:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T12:27:23.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with friends (I mean, family)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPKOzyzrxcQ/Trrdp1Akp3I/AAAAAAAAIv8/GuXqyx9zPXk/s1600/DSC02320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673090391300417394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPKOzyzrxcQ/Trrdp1Akp3I/AAAAAAAAIv8/GuXqyx9zPXk/s320/DSC02320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got the fortunate oppurtunity of having the Munoz family and Mama Flud over for dinner. We ate some yummy food which included a made-by-scratch cake that was so deliciouso. (Good job, D) It was really delectable. And the visiting wasn't bad as well. We had a good time and the time went by so fast, that I didn't want it to end. But alas, all good things have to come to an end, dang it!!!But before it did, we got this awesome picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBzkLX-rIR4/TrrdpREa_4I/AAAAAAAAIvw/LF1pI6SsRZs/s1600/DSC02322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673090381652885378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBzkLX-rIR4/TrrdpREa_4I/AAAAAAAAIvw/LF1pI6SsRZs/s320/DSC02322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Lil' blue eyes doing what he does best, being adorable. He was so good, he had a little nap in this bouncer and then woke up all refreshed and was good even more after that. Yes, we know how lucky we are. I don't really know if we deserve a kid this good, but we'll take him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rgG9o-cOVrU/TrrdopKqPAI/AAAAAAAAIvk/wYdNcWjj9do/s1600/DSC02323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673090370941631490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rgG9o-cOVrU/TrrdopKqPAI/AAAAAAAAIvk/wYdNcWjj9do/s320/DSC02323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Emma being cute, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ritWMXwFbeE/TrrdoScbdQI/AAAAAAAAIvY/8KW1S6mPHOM/s1600/DSC02324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673090364842145026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ritWMXwFbeE/TrrdoScbdQI/AAAAAAAAIvY/8KW1S6mPHOM/s320/DSC02324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So cute!!! Lucas didn't know what was going to happen, but he never gives any complaints about it, I mean, should he? He's getting some Emma lovin'...... no complaints needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQoblvVA_8k/TrrdL98E98I/AAAAAAAAIvI/LjHtf33F87E/s1600/DSC02325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673089878301407170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQoblvVA_8k/TrrdL98E98I/AAAAAAAAIvI/LjHtf33F87E/s320/DSC02325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma and Luke are in a very tense conversation...look at his face....so serious!! They do look like their plotting something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqyYLc898TY/TrrdLTfSKdI/AAAAAAAAIvA/0kEx4X3d-4w/s1600/DSC02326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673089866906347986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqyYLc898TY/TrrdLTfSKdI/AAAAAAAAIvA/0kEx4X3d-4w/s320/DSC02326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Linc looking as studdly as ever. This is an outfit given to him by Deanna and Christian. So cute!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_Q5bsi5IRs/TrrdLOwpXTI/AAAAAAAAIu0/JcJNw8SEw0o/s1600/DSC02341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673089865636994354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_Q5bsi5IRs/TrrdLOwpXTI/AAAAAAAAIu0/JcJNw8SEw0o/s320/DSC02341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was playing "This little piggy" until he got to Grandma Elaine and all bets are off. She had to have some toes removed due to diabetes and this is Lucas wondering when her piggies are coming back. Or he's just wondering where her piggies went altogether. It was really cute seeing how he was looking at them and then comparing them to his own. He's thinking....something is wrong here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQCts53MxLI/TrrdKr1mxwI/AAAAAAAAIuo/J4zItIek2CE/s1600/DSC02343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673089856262555394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQCts53MxLI/TrrdKr1mxwI/AAAAAAAAIuo/J4zItIek2CE/s320/DSC02343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He kept touching her foot, it was really funny. And of course, Grandma Elaine is such a good sport about all this. We love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLoQPc2X4MQ/TrrdIm0Cp1I/AAAAAAAAIuc/e5_eefdmvtI/s1600/DSC02344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673089820554078034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLoQPc2X4MQ/TrrdIm0Cp1I/AAAAAAAAIuc/e5_eefdmvtI/s320/DSC02344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lucas showing her how his foot looks. It was really funny. After they left we had to have a heart-to-heart with Lucas about how everyone is different and we don't poke fun, he said he was sorry and said he's learned his lesson. Yes, I'm serious. Come on people, you have to teach them early on. &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/8215347765542161023-552856409774289630?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/552856409774289630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=552856409774289630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/552856409774289630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/552856409774289630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/dinner-with-friends-i-mean-family.html' title='Dinner with friends (I mean, family)'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-JPKOzyzrxcQ/Trrdp1Akp3I/AAAAAAAAIv8/GuXqyx9zPXk/s72-c/DSC02320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-4727719063814419219</id><published>2011-11-02T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:52:09.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After church pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2vcVjqEptc/TrIdB6i62_I/AAAAAAAAIuE/ITNS_ZxwE34/s1600/DSC02194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670626799545670642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2vcVjqEptc/TrIdB6i62_I/AAAAAAAAIuE/ITNS_ZxwE34/s320/DSC02194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we were down in St. George I wanted to get some pictures of the boys and the only time I could do it was after church. So we had a few seconds to snap some and this is what we got. Oh well, not too bad for after church pictures. It's just too bad we didn't have a good backdrop to take them with......I love how Vicky decorates her house. It's always picture perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NRKj-IEwqGg/TrIdAaED6GI/AAAAAAAAIt8/eDJNRhDf0W4/s1600/DSC02190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670626773646436450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NRKj-IEwqGg/TrIdAaED6GI/AAAAAAAAIt8/eDJNRhDf0W4/s320/DSC02190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifVs-8UiQY0/TrIc_9iJ3VI/AAAAAAAAIts/eoyBTFB_oFs/s1600/DSC02188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670626765988027730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifVs-8UiQY0/TrIc_9iJ3VI/AAAAAAAAIts/eoyBTFB_oFs/s320/DSC02188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-4727719063814419219?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/4727719063814419219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=4727719063814419219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/4727719063814419219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/4727719063814419219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/11/after-church-pictures.html' title='After church pictures'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-Q2vcVjqEptc/TrIdB6i62_I/AAAAAAAAIuE/ITNS_ZxwE34/s72-c/DSC02194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-107371872914374392</id><published>2011-10-26T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:44:42.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dixie State Homecoming Weekend</title><content type='html'>Jason's family had a very special thing happen to them down in St. George over the weekend of homecoming for Dixie State. Grandpa Woodbury was inducted into the Hall of Fame. It was a very exciting thing that was muchly deserved for him. We lost grandpa in 2006, but I know at that ceremony he was there. It was such a neat experience to be a part of. Grandma Woodbury was all smiles that whole weekend. She had all her kids there by her side. I was so excited that at the very last second we got to drive down and be there for it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_aDXoPlokNc/TrIKU543ljI/AAAAAAAAItg/K1hZIReO7_M/s1600/41I3_DSC_HOF_H_LoraineWoodbury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670606235065882162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_aDXoPlokNc/TrIKU543ljI/AAAAAAAAItg/K1hZIReO7_M/s320/41I3_DSC_HOF_H_LoraineWoodbury.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa Woodbury, a very amazing man who we miss dearly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vchg6110qKI/Tqh6e900GLI/AAAAAAAAIpE/95Sn3cIcSSs/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h38m27s107.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667914803456514226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vchg6110qKI/Tqh6e900GLI/AAAAAAAAIpE/95Sn3cIcSSs/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h38m27s107.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This whole day was incredible. It started out with a breakfast, then the program, a parade (grandma rode in a convertible), tailgating party at the Alumni house, football game, dinner and then a dance. It was a very long, exciting, amazing and incredible day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture was at the program. This was right before they introduced and awarded the inductees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k85I-wuS8BU/Tqh6MxKqAgI/AAAAAAAAIo4/VIWbDm9bLVU/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h39m06s1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667914490820821506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k85I-wuS8BU/Tqh6MxKqAgI/AAAAAAAAIo4/VIWbDm9bLVU/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h39m06s1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom was the one that accepted the award and gave a little speech all about Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZdRX_7bEmg/Tqh6MEK2sAI/AAAAAAAAIos/zC-7QPYG9AU/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h39m34s11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667914478742056962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZdRX_7bEmg/Tqh6MEK2sAI/AAAAAAAAIos/zC-7QPYG9AU/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h39m34s11.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Woodbury was so cute. She sat there with a huge smile on her face as they spoke about Grandpa. You can just tell how much love she has for him. She misses him tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dPrYcfCpBek/Tqh6LoT87JI/AAAAAAAAIog/oYubGXM8sGY/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h40m57s84.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667914471264021650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dPrYcfCpBek/Tqh6LoT87JI/AAAAAAAAIog/oYubGXM8sGY/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h40m57s84.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The president of Dixie walked over to Grandma and put the medal around her neck. She wore that medal the whole time we were there. She was a very proud wife, which she should be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zHhsVME7ido/Tqh6K1oZRdI/AAAAAAAAIoU/Vns67aU2uBw/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h41m37s226.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667914457659557330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zHhsVME7ido/Tqh6K1oZRdI/AAAAAAAAIoU/Vns67aU2uBw/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h41m37s226.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXWwAs-qhac/Tqh6KXmr1PI/AAAAAAAAIoI/2Q_vJZmWF3s/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h41m51s116.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667914449599321330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXWwAs-qhac/Tqh6KXmr1PI/AAAAAAAAIoI/2Q_vJZmWF3s/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h41m51s116.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShY-Hp7vDqM/Tqh5nIRM_wI/AAAAAAAAIn0/lxP0GxOG7zc/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h42m18s136.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667913844187266818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShY-Hp7vDqM/Tqh5nIRM_wI/AAAAAAAAIn0/lxP0GxOG7zc/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h42m18s136.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqoiVCrn-pE/Tqh5mYV43lI/AAAAAAAAIno/ffU3Mm5YoFQ/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h43m26s49.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667913831322017362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqoiVCrn-pE/Tqh5mYV43lI/AAAAAAAAIno/ffU3Mm5YoFQ/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h43m26s49.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVL5iSilB0A/Tqh5lkFExhI/AAAAAAAAInc/PE_IV7rE_eU/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h44m52s136.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667913817292850706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVL5iSilB0A/Tqh5lkFExhI/AAAAAAAAInc/PE_IV7rE_eU/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h44m52s136.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the plaque that will be displayed in the school. I wish we went over and took a closer picture of&lt;br /&gt;it, maybe the next time we go down we will do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IhBYmrQlUYQ/Tqh5k1GE2lI/AAAAAAAAInQ/RGs8LNG6fpg/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h45m58s33.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667913804680583762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IhBYmrQlUYQ/Tqh5k1GE2lI/AAAAAAAAInQ/RGs8LNG6fpg/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h45m58s33.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom did such a terrific job on the talk. She was so nervous, but she did great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TWJg6lnnMbc/Tqh5kcuUDaI/AAAAAAAAInE/XH7-HkbK3YI/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h49m44s247.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667913798138465698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TWJg6lnnMbc/Tqh5kcuUDaI/AAAAAAAAInE/XH7-HkbK3YI/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h49m44s247.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the end of the ceremony, they all sang the school song. It was really neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmflSOyevG0/Tqh4k_keavI/AAAAAAAAImw/3mV2LZekjic/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h49m18s240.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667912707980815090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmflSOyevG0/Tqh4k_keavI/AAAAAAAAImw/3mV2LZekjic/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h49m18s240.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LzNvyfap8I/Tqh4jyTMGNI/AAAAAAAAImo/35mDein3whs/s1600/DSC02178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667912687238781138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LzNvyfap8I/Tqh4jyTMGNI/AAAAAAAAImo/35mDein3whs/s320/DSC02178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was at the breakfast beforehand. We waited in a huge line, but it was yummy food. The boys did a great job the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyePem2sBpk/Tqh4jjiIUYI/AAAAAAAAImY/_2PGJxaMItc/s1600/DSC02196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667912683274916226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyePem2sBpk/Tqh4jjiIUYI/AAAAAAAAImY/_2PGJxaMItc/s320/DSC02196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason went out with his dad hunting and after a few hours he got one. What a mighty hunter he is. I was worried how the boys would react to seeing their first dead animal, but I was so shocked, it didn't really bother them at all. They watched the whole thing. Jason had to hurry and get the meat off before we went home and the boys were there watching the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9D3b0anJKsw/Tqh4i0lBFjI/AAAAAAAAImM/UIsiqf60SZQ/s1600/DSC02203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667912670670558770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9D3b0anJKsw/Tqh4i0lBFjI/AAAAAAAAImM/UIsiqf60SZQ/s320/DSC02203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer even held the leg as Jason sprayed the innerds to clean him out. They were such troopers. Look at their faces, they really don't know what to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-GG9FBPBHc/Tqh4ikXzryI/AAAAAAAAImA/_23-eZfst_g/s1600/DSC02204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667912666320187170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-GG9FBPBHc/Tqh4ikXzryI/AAAAAAAAImA/_23-eZfst_g/s320/DSC02204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at those faces....priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RckZjk-xAR8/Tqhx6QfKPbI/AAAAAAAAIlw/DH8cMTSwEJs/s1600/DSC02205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667905376717782450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RckZjk-xAR8/Tqhx6QfKPbI/AAAAAAAAIlw/DH8cMTSwEJs/s320/DSC02205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer: Mom, can I go see the horse that dad got. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Spencer, Dad didn't get a horse, he shot a deer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spencer: WHAT!!! DAD SHOT A DEER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Well, go and talk to your dad, let him explain himself to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know what to say, so I sent him to his dad. Why should I have to always do the dirty work. Let Jason do it for a change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XJBeFlCObDI/Tqhx5cZhpKI/AAAAAAAAIlo/yVSmt5R8L-I/s1600/DSC02206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667905362735506594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XJBeFlCObDI/Tqhx5cZhpKI/AAAAAAAAIlo/yVSmt5R8L-I/s320/DSC02206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PuVvVyQcXfs/Tqhx4zIMpUI/AAAAAAAAIlY/xo_IYqmdse8/s1600/DSC02208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667905351656973634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PuVvVyQcXfs/Tqhx4zIMpUI/AAAAAAAAIlY/xo_IYqmdse8/s320/DSC02208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to take a picture with the boys and the deer, so this is Lincoln straddling it for a picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cIiRXSa-JSI/Tqhx4L1y6wI/AAAAAAAAIlM/K4WFM8xSD8Q/s1600/DSC02212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667905341110807298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cIiRXSa-JSI/Tqhx4L1y6wI/AAAAAAAAIlM/K4WFM8xSD8Q/s320/DSC02212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It won't be too long before all these boys go hunting together, it's crazy to think that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zeerj7NHDPU/Tqhx34E-5CI/AAAAAAAAIlA/1ozxERL3NEM/s1600/DSC02215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667905335805797410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zeerj7NHDPU/Tqhx34E-5CI/AAAAAAAAIlA/1ozxERL3NEM/s320/DSC02215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks like Lincoln is done with the picture taking. He's saying, "get me off this thing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8cmWtyhomKY/TqhxEqjFWzI/AAAAAAAAIk0/B6_dKBPbXwM/s1600/DSC02217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667904456000625458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8cmWtyhomKY/TqhxEqjFWzI/AAAAAAAAIk0/B6_dKBPbXwM/s320/DSC02217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to have it hang in his parents garage while it cooled down, I know, so gross. But you do what you have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKzWbnWxdkg/TqhxEQ5zK2I/AAAAAAAAIkk/nxZOv8K4iBc/s1600/DSC02222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667904449116580706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKzWbnWxdkg/TqhxEQ5zK2I/AAAAAAAAIkk/nxZOv8K4iBc/s320/DSC02222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids and I went to Main Street and met up with the cousins to ride the new carousel they just put in. It was really fun for the kids, the moms on the other hand got a little dizzy. So 2 times on it was great for us, so we decided to get some food and take it back to the house and eat. We had a little birthday party for Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBb_dBVm3OQ/TqhxDSLc7JI/AAAAAAAAIkY/et8JyMGja74/s1600/DSC02224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667904432279186578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBb_dBVm3OQ/TqhxDSLc7JI/AAAAAAAAIkY/et8JyMGja74/s320/DSC02224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tessa Lee giving me a huge smile. She is so cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XV3CTFJQ-xM/TqhxCuWQW_I/AAAAAAAAIkM/IWxx3-6_cjE/s1600/DSC02225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667904422660824050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XV3CTFJQ-xM/TqhxCuWQW_I/AAAAAAAAIkM/IWxx3-6_cjE/s320/DSC02225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKenna who is such a great helper and good sport doing these kiddo things for the little ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GfeaPdJowhk/TqhxCbG9X9I/AAAAAAAAIkA/F-4IRvp8PKw/s1600/DSC02227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667904417496391634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GfeaPdJowhk/TqhxCbG9X9I/AAAAAAAAIkA/F-4IRvp8PKw/s320/DSC02227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke surprised me by sitting like a bog boy on this horse, holding on for dear life. He did have a good time even though I couldn't get it on camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kjU5a6uAim4/TqhwHm07VPI/AAAAAAAAIj0/xaRS54HiOw8/s1600/DSC02231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667903407029703922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kjU5a6uAim4/TqhwHm07VPI/AAAAAAAAIj0/xaRS54HiOw8/s320/DSC02231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna, Tessa, and Spencer who loved naming the horses they rode on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUoaSFGIGDg/TqhwGpqFMWI/AAAAAAAAIjo/FfzLZ65NVms/s1600/DSC02232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667903390609650018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUoaSFGIGDg/TqhwGpqFMWI/AAAAAAAAIjo/FfzLZ65NVms/s320/DSC02232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amy and Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0pzSzdCHGzY/TqhwGpM_ezI/AAAAAAAAIjc/3LAyINRW1Zo/s1600/DSC02233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667903390487640882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0pzSzdCHGzY/TqhwGpM_ezI/AAAAAAAAIjc/3LAyINRW1Zo/s320/DSC02233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna wanted me to take a picture of her holding her sisters hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uFZ4yRWGWuk/TqhwFtEI0HI/AAAAAAAAIjQ/7LAhW-6YJ58/s1600/DSC02237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667903374344376434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uFZ4yRWGWuk/TqhwFtEI0HI/AAAAAAAAIjQ/7LAhW-6YJ58/s320/DSC02237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln got a little scared when he started sliding off his horse the 1st time around so on the second ride he decided to sit on the bench with Grandma. He loved it. Grandma on the other hand, asked the operator if they could slow it down a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1otnjQI6aOE/TqhwFc9eFKI/AAAAAAAAIjE/erj2G-9CFrk/s1600/DSC02240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667903370021442722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1otnjQI6aOE/TqhwFc9eFKI/AAAAAAAAIjE/erj2G-9CFrk/s320/DSC02240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Woodbury had a great time waving to her grandchildren on the carousel and on the way out of the park, Lincoln decided he wanted to push her. He did a pretty good job keeping her off the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSy_Jhumy3Q/TqhvY8LIyyI/AAAAAAAAIi4/Dr5t0GOay7E/s1600/DSC02242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667902605306153762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSy_Jhumy3Q/TqhvY8LIyyI/AAAAAAAAIi4/Dr5t0GOay7E/s320/DSC02242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer pushed Luke so I could get a break, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gt9ltvEXgmM/TqhvYlBqmKI/AAAAAAAAIio/6MqsfCrD_0A/s1600/DSC02243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667902599092410530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gt9ltvEXgmM/TqhvYlBqmKI/AAAAAAAAIio/6MqsfCrD_0A/s320/DSC02243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 3 year old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5q8fP4NVJM/TqhvYfrRS8I/AAAAAAAAIic/6nu045Z04ZQ/s1600/DSC02246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667902597656300482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5q8fP4NVJM/TqhvYfrRS8I/AAAAAAAAIic/6nu045Z04ZQ/s320/DSC02246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom made this cake and decorated it with the stuff she already had around....it turned out really cute. She didn't want me to take a picture of it, but I thought it was cute so I did anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qcpIgt26B7M/TqhvXly70xI/AAAAAAAAIiQ/gEjr2P-ftm8/s1600/DSC02252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667902582119191314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qcpIgt26B7M/TqhvXly70xI/AAAAAAAAIiQ/gEjr2P-ftm8/s320/DSC02252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln making a wish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pe3J2EiQNFM/TqhvXSyKQmI/AAAAAAAAIiE/SY142dN2UT4/s1600/DSC02254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667902577015669346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pe3J2EiQNFM/TqhvXSyKQmI/AAAAAAAAIiE/SY142dN2UT4/s320/DSC02254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVhc1H9GvkE/TqhuqztyV_I/AAAAAAAAIh4/aQNuFDakWvU/s1600/DSC02258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667901812761581554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XVhc1H9GvkE/TqhuqztyV_I/AAAAAAAAIh4/aQNuFDakWvU/s320/DSC02258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening up the presents. He loved everything he got. Thank you to all the family, you were all so kind to get him something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vp5g7YX4HyI/TqhuqGohPoI/AAAAAAAAIhw/WF-NO-YpC_c/s1600/DSC02260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667901800659893890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vp5g7YX4HyI/TqhuqGohPoI/AAAAAAAAIhw/WF-NO-YpC_c/s320/DSC02260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lincoln giving one of his many hugs to Grandma Woodbury, he loved to love on her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgqJPmgdcOs/Tqhup-RZ8vI/AAAAAAAAIhg/T8UZVMdtsrc/s1600/DSC02261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667901798415463154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgqJPmgdcOs/Tqhup-RZ8vI/AAAAAAAAIhg/T8UZVMdtsrc/s320/DSC02261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason doing the dirty work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYnBP9K2qIo/TqhupMY9s5I/AAAAAAAAIhU/EHDXRaxs6Yc/s1600/DSC02262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667901785025393554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYnBP9K2qIo/TqhupMY9s5I/AAAAAAAAIhU/EHDXRaxs6Yc/s320/DSC02262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys watched the whole thing. They weren't phazed at all about it. I was shocked they watched the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9J8yJM-KlzU/Tqhuo65ETkI/AAAAAAAAIhI/I_OOb6a6eMc/s1600/DSC02263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667901780328205890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9J8yJM-KlzU/Tqhuo65ETkI/AAAAAAAAIhI/I_OOb6a6eMc/s320/DSC02263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer getting a closer look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_j-091Cz18I/Tqht_oRjJQI/AAAAAAAAIg4/AZr2vkDUF6c/s1600/DSC02269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667901070955980034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_j-091Cz18I/Tqht_oRjJQI/AAAAAAAAIg4/AZr2vkDUF6c/s320/DSC02269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas with his 2 new top teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXCd_HlN2MQ/Tqht-ihm6hI/AAAAAAAAIgs/fCrgdajcE9Q/s1600/DSC02273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667901052232854034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXCd_HlN2MQ/Tqht-ihm6hI/AAAAAAAAIgs/fCrgdajcE9Q/s320/DSC02273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer made this Mickey Mouse hat and he wanted to share it with his Grandmas, so we made 2 and both grandmas got one. Spencer put them were he wanted them and then I took a picture of it. Wouldn't he make a great Vanna White?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JigpaIGi9bg/Tqht-ZUE4GI/AAAAAAAAIgc/4ilnGgtVr4I/s1600/DSC02274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667901049760178274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JigpaIGi9bg/Tqht-ZUE4GI/AAAAAAAAIgc/4ilnGgtVr4I/s320/DSC02274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other hat we made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dbda_8FsI8I/Tqht9iT-mEI/AAAAAAAAIgU/V1R7IkaQfjM/s1600/DSC02275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667901034995816514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dbda_8FsI8I/Tqht9iT-mEI/AAAAAAAAIgU/V1R7IkaQfjM/s320/DSC02275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma wearing the hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mxr6Jn0No5A/Tqht9flt83I/AAAAAAAAIgI/RZAoubfOHms/s1600/DSC02277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667901034264916850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mxr6Jn0No5A/Tqht9flt83I/AAAAAAAAIgI/RZAoubfOHms/s320/DSC02277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love this woman so much. We are so blessed to have her in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wk-eeIlmIkk/Tqhs0-K8VyI/AAAAAAAAIf8/x5kobwuP644/s1600/DSC02278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667899788343662370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wk-eeIlmIkk/Tqhs0-K8VyI/AAAAAAAAIf8/x5kobwuP644/s320/DSC02278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Jason's catch laying on his dads catch. Ok, dad had an advantage by getting to go to Nevada with his brothers to get a beast of a deer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsAUo2rOdww/Tqhs0d_jFvI/AAAAAAAAIfw/Z78Snh1Cgoo/s1600/DSC02281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667899779705935602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsAUo2rOdww/Tqhs0d_jFvI/AAAAAAAAIfw/Z78Snh1Cgoo/s320/DSC02281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer showing off his dad's trophy antlers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbIogEQD6iM/Tqhs0XI9-VI/AAAAAAAAIfk/ZlxX_-2xj0c/s1600/DSC02284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667899777866398034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XbIogEQD6iM/Tqhs0XI9-VI/AAAAAAAAIfk/ZlxX_-2xj0c/s320/DSC02284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L0ZzG-jLxIQ/TqhszfZ2oxI/AAAAAAAAIfc/MVFZ5KnlQuE/s1600/DSC02285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667899762904834834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L0ZzG-jLxIQ/TqhszfZ2oxI/AAAAAAAAIfc/MVFZ5KnlQuE/s320/DSC02285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 3 and 5 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K2pHN1oZVM4/TqhszB4D5NI/AAAAAAAAIfM/MJ5hQWgwn6c/s1600/DSC02290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667899754978469074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K2pHN1oZVM4/TqhszB4D5NI/AAAAAAAAIfM/MJ5hQWgwn6c/s320/DSC02290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr. Blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wj71Yc3Zdtg/Tqhq04FcAZI/AAAAAAAAIfE/4i4_agKAJNU/s1600/DSC02292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667897587686703506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wj71Yc3Zdtg/Tqhq04FcAZI/AAAAAAAAIfE/4i4_agKAJNU/s320/DSC02292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0gWM_lwdG04/Tqhq0UEnA0I/AAAAAAAAIe0/MOFwpR0oayY/s1600/DSC02295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667897578019554114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0gWM_lwdG04/Tqhq0UEnA0I/AAAAAAAAIe0/MOFwpR0oayY/s320/DSC02295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As we were packing the car these ginormous bees were flying around. They look so small here, but they were humongous!!!! I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Njd5m-rnp4w/Tqhq0EDhNjI/AAAAAAAAIeo/4qYjOyYqQbY/s1600/DSC02299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667897573720012338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Njd5m-rnp4w/Tqhq0EDhNjI/AAAAAAAAIeo/4qYjOyYqQbY/s320/DSC02299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma wearing grandpa's medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aXDwid3zRdw/TqhqzcK4cFI/AAAAAAAAIeg/0lVhJCYFbQs/s1600/DSC02302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667897563013476434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aXDwid3zRdw/TqhqzcK4cFI/AAAAAAAAIeg/0lVhJCYFbQs/s320/DSC02302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_D0b-E19-1Y/TqhqzZgdGYI/AAAAAAAAIeQ/3xQu1ZSX7As/s1600/DSC02306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667897562298653058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_D0b-E19-1Y/TqhqzZgdGYI/AAAAAAAAIeQ/3xQu1ZSX7As/s320/DSC02306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0GKFMBUWAlk/TqhqEuE5vJI/AAAAAAAAIeE/ibQ9KCuzpSw/s1600/DSC02309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667896760366382226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0GKFMBUWAlk/TqhqEuE5vJI/AAAAAAAAIeE/ibQ9KCuzpSw/s320/DSC02309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are pictures of dad's hunting trip with his brothers. They all got huge trophies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jg-ohmuPoCE/TqhqDmLELzI/AAAAAAAAId8/VbgHmTuVLH8/s1600/DSC02311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667896741064879922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jg-ohmuPoCE/TqhqDmLELzI/AAAAAAAAId8/VbgHmTuVLH8/s320/DSC02311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The mighty hunters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad, Uncle Jon, Uncle Calvin, Uncle Ken, Uncle Vance, and Uncle Dorrell &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_HCM--Nclc8/TqhqDN8exvI/AAAAAAAAIds/cVp59lE-VAw/s1600/DSC02313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667896734561257202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_HCM--Nclc8/TqhqDN8exvI/AAAAAAAAIds/cVp59lE-VAw/s320/DSC02313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad's deer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwvFwPIHk2A/TqhqC3EL_1I/AAAAAAAAIdc/4gCqfxJmr9Q/s1600/DSC02315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667896728419565394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwvFwPIHk2A/TqhqC3EL_1I/AAAAAAAAIdc/4gCqfxJmr9Q/s320/DSC02315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is about 1/2 hr after we left St. George. Lincoln and Lucas were out scout. This was Luke's first time in a front facing car seat, we bought it while we were down there. The whole drive down he screamed, so we decided it was time. It was a whole new experience for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AOlsob-tCRE/TqhqCiWph7I/AAAAAAAAIdU/f_J1SomOgYY/s1600/DSC02317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667896722859853746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AOlsob-tCRE/TqhqCiWph7I/AAAAAAAAIdU/f_J1SomOgYY/s320/DSC02317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Prenny had mailed Lincoln's present to us and when we got home it was there for him to open, let's just say this present was perfect for him. He loved it!!! That was so sweet of them to mail it. He was so excited to see that mail was for him for a change. So fun!! Thanks again Prentiss. It made him feel so special. &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&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/8215347765542161023-107371872914374392?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/107371872914374392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=107371872914374392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/107371872914374392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/107371872914374392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/10/dixie-state-homecoming-weekend.html' title='Dixie State Homecoming Weekend'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-_aDXoPlokNc/TrIKU543ljI/AAAAAAAAItg/K1hZIReO7_M/s72-c/41I3_DSC_HOF_H_LoraineWoodbury.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-6765446222940759268</id><published>2011-10-26T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T13:10:47.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbW7I741Qyw/Tqhi1eNlTSI/AAAAAAAAIdI/0iOUAxtOzZk/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h51m12s85.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667888801828392226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbW7I741Qyw/Tqhi1eNlTSI/AAAAAAAAIdI/0iOUAxtOzZk/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h51m12s85.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys were invited to a neighbors birthday party. It was so cute. They had it all camoed out and they had one of the uncles come in his military uniform and had the kids do some workout routines. It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this one Spencer is showing the kids how to do jumping jacks. Can you see what Lincoln is doing....yes I think they would kick him out for these shinanagins. He jumped around with that hat over his eyes. He's such a comedian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TAhhFXXaV48/Tqhi0vRFebI/AAAAAAAAIc8/nubyYn__Xkc/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h51m31s26.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667888789226617266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TAhhFXXaV48/Tqhi0vRFebI/AAAAAAAAIc8/nubyYn__Xkc/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h51m31s26.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7_NxNpwg8E/TqhiXEq6CRI/AAAAAAAAIcw/cBJBTWSEpyA/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h53m05s194.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667888279575988498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J7_NxNpwg8E/TqhiXEq6CRI/AAAAAAAAIcw/cBJBTWSEpyA/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h53m05s194.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THen after the kids did there warm ups, they were rewarded with dog tags with their names on it. It was really cool. The guy saluted each kid and they did it back to him. So fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-te5wBbrs2iw/TqhiWTcWHLI/AAAAAAAAIck/FeMt5ViZvoY/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h53m39s32.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667888266361576626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-te5wBbrs2iw/TqhiWTcWHLI/AAAAAAAAIck/FeMt5ViZvoY/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h53m39s32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Lucas thinking he's such a big boy. He has figured out how to pull himself on his feet, they once up, he holds on for dear life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GC_49SFM4E8/TqhiVzJaMuI/AAAAAAAAIcY/RTeAp3L24UY/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h54m53s4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667888257692218082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GC_49SFM4E8/TqhiVzJaMuI/AAAAAAAAIcY/RTeAp3L24UY/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h54m53s4.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you like the tail? Yup, I was too lazy to do up his onesie. And the award for best mom goes to.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pPB87Q6K9A/TqhiU_IS_HI/AAAAAAAAIcM/xl3Lie32sqM/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h55m55s107.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667888243728907378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pPB87Q6K9A/TqhiU_IS_HI/AAAAAAAAIcM/xl3Lie32sqM/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h55m55s107.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SWlKWu3wcAE/TqhiUc8K8sI/AAAAAAAAIcA/Gl7pit6uIls/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h56m46s116.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667888234551243458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SWlKWu3wcAE/TqhiUc8K8sI/AAAAAAAAIcA/Gl7pit6uIls/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h56m46s116.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is his satisfied face.....yes, he says, I am so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSMvc9o6Af4/TqhhkeBLtSI/AAAAAAAAIbw/1bic85diFCA/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-09h55m31s63.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667887410206979362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSMvc9o6Af4/TqhhkeBLtSI/AAAAAAAAIbw/1bic85diFCA/s320/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-09h55m31s63.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is when he was jumping fast asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nODTTcJ3mzs/Tqhhj3keCfI/AAAAAAAAIbk/q2XwDf1_ERA/s1600/DSC02173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667887399885998578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nODTTcJ3mzs/Tqhhj3keCfI/AAAAAAAAIbk/q2XwDf1_ERA/s320/DSC02173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how Lincoln watches tv. You have to cross your legs with your hand on your chin.....concentrating, is what Spencer says he's doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgQYcobCwKo/Tqhhi9nzIDI/AAAAAAAAIbY/iWzLixXRth8/s1600/DSC02167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667887384330706994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgQYcobCwKo/Tqhhi9nzIDI/AAAAAAAAIbY/iWzLixXRth8/s320/DSC02167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another shot of Lucas....fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sVHdQDAHsCo/TqhhiXFOQEI/AAAAAAAAIbM/BA__EZcNW00/s1600/DSC02164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667887373985136706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sVHdQDAHsCo/TqhhiXFOQEI/AAAAAAAAIbM/BA__EZcNW00/s320/DSC02164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took the boys on the new Trax that runs right next to our house that goes downtown. We had a great time. It was Lincoln's birthday, but since we already had a party for him, we just hung out as a fam. It was really fun. Went to the Planatarium and walked around Gateway. So fun. Lincoln's favorite part was the "Choo choo twain".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667887368872935986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ9Y0SiMUJg/TqhhiECYQjI/AAAAAAAAIbA/OJhuvycus_E/s320/DSC02163.JPG" /&gt;So Lincoln is a fireman cowboy. He couldn't decide which one to wear, so he wore both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C43Eq_4Fdl8/TqhgVTRyD1I/AAAAAAAAIaw/Uj-a_M0qLHo/s1600/DSC02161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667886050114146130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C43Eq_4Fdl8/TqhgVTRyD1I/AAAAAAAAIaw/Uj-a_M0qLHo/s320/DSC02161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My referee cowboy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JnBvND-PgWc/TqhgU9yzEbI/AAAAAAAAIak/kouEhPCyHeQ/s1600/DSC02159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667886044347044274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JnBvND-PgWc/TqhgU9yzEbI/AAAAAAAAIak/kouEhPCyHeQ/s320/DSC02159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fireman referee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EonJKLGeZDY/TqhgUAdNzGI/AAAAAAAAIaY/V445whXR8tY/s1600/DSC02158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667886027881958498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EonJKLGeZDY/TqhgUAdNzGI/AAAAAAAAIaY/V445whXR8tY/s320/DSC02158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THey then had the kids decorate sugar cookies with skittles and starbursts. It was so fun for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5_DxJcxGKeA/TqhgTqJjx6I/AAAAAAAAIaM/MrERVN6AVBs/s1600/DSC02147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667886021893932962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5_DxJcxGKeA/TqhgTqJjx6I/AAAAAAAAIaM/MrERVN6AVBs/s320/DSC02147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry these are all out of order. We are now back to the birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FLWNwONpnkE/TqhgTSHPYJI/AAAAAAAAIaA/oLEKhKhd-_U/s1600/DSC02142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667886015441756306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FLWNwONpnkE/TqhgTSHPYJI/AAAAAAAAIaA/oLEKhKhd-_U/s320/DSC02142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-14Sle9IBQdU/TqhdydaJI1I/AAAAAAAAIZs/hlAw6isZkDU/s1600/DSC02141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667883252514890578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-14Sle9IBQdU/TqhdydaJI1I/AAAAAAAAIZs/hlAw6isZkDU/s320/DSC02141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kze9Pc7X7ic/TqhdxAJtdCI/AAAAAAAAIZk/yPX9XLJtlk0/s1600/DSC02133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667883227481469986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kze9Pc7X7ic/TqhdxAJtdCI/AAAAAAAAIZk/yPX9XLJtlk0/s320/DSC02133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Push ups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAJ0emQXpqc/TqhdwT1E3FI/AAAAAAAAIZU/-yzNjJw2tQI/s1600/DSC02131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667883215583763538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAJ0emQXpqc/TqhdwT1E3FI/AAAAAAAAIZU/-yzNjJw2tQI/s320/DSC02131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THey played "duck duck goose" and Lincoln's turn went "Pig, dog, cat", so as you can see this is his first experience with this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZatiPuc7r7c/TqhdwFDoSMI/AAAAAAAAIZE/278QWdaa-gg/s1600/DSC02125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667883211618273474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZatiPuc7r7c/TqhdwFDoSMI/AAAAAAAAIZE/278QWdaa-gg/s320/DSC02125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Spencer wanted to read to Lucas while I made lunch for them, but unfortunately he had the idea of putting him on the bottom stair to do this, and after Luke fell forward onto our "BOO" rug this is how his face looked. All scratched up on one side. Spencer felt so horrible. Needless to say, that won't happen again. But after a short cry, all was forgotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B_FfKVsmAJI/Tqhdv1_aKyI/AAAAAAAAIY8/7xwIwvrijU0/s1600/DSC02106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667883207574039330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B_FfKVsmAJI/Tqhdv1_aKyI/AAAAAAAAIY8/7xwIwvrijU0/s320/DSC02106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can't really see the damage on his face in this light, but it is all scraped from forehead, eyelid, cheek, chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUfOo9sRMMw/TqhbpUCaJ_I/AAAAAAAAIYw/PEw_q3X845k/s1600/DSC02105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667880896357345266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUfOo9sRMMw/TqhbpUCaJ_I/AAAAAAAAIYw/PEw_q3X845k/s320/DSC02105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-opD1P16tx00/TqhbpMoPk_I/AAAAAAAAIYk/qNsYqhmTzgA/s1600/DSC02090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667880894368551922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-opD1P16tx00/TqhbpMoPk_I/AAAAAAAAIYk/qNsYqhmTzgA/s320/DSC02090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gTeZkKTfJe8/TqhboTUqe9I/AAAAAAAAIYY/ycgKOvLPdwg/s1600/DSC02086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667880878985608146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gTeZkKTfJe8/TqhboTUqe9I/AAAAAAAAIYY/ycgKOvLPdwg/s320/DSC02086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rg906-Zggcc/Tqhbn0q2uHI/AAAAAAAAIYM/UGLAhh7OndQ/s1600/DSC02085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667880870757185650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rg906-Zggcc/Tqhbn0q2uHI/AAAAAAAAIYM/UGLAhh7OndQ/s320/DSC02085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is how his lip looked after our visit to the dentist, even using the rolls of gauze in his cheek so he didn't bite it while it was numb, he still did found a way. It was so swollen for a long time. Now that it is healed we are going back in 2 weeks for another go at it again. Yipee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54xV4639GuI/TqhbnjayIHI/AAAAAAAAIYA/nldbg5gTH0k/s1600/DSC02084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667880866126372978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54xV4639GuI/TqhbnjayIHI/AAAAAAAAIYA/nldbg5gTH0k/s320/DSC02084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8215347765542161023-6765446222940759268?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6765446222940759268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=6765446222940759268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/6765446222940759268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/6765446222940759268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/10/boys-were-invited-to-neighbors-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-NbW7I741Qyw/Tqhi1eNlTSI/AAAAAAAAIdI/0iOUAxtOzZk/s72-c/vlcsnap-2011-10-26-10h51m12s85.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-6628248434283369443</id><published>2011-10-12T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T17:51:05.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spencer's first fillings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We all went in recently to the dentist for our annual check-ups. We all had x-rays taken and cleanings, I got a perfect score (not a surprise, really...I really take care of my teeth, brush them faithfully once a month, sometimes twice on a good month) and Jason and Spencer had some cavities. Once I realized that we were going to have to take Spencer in....I was freaking out. This was the kid that went in for immunizations and it took 4 people to hold him down and still it took more than once to poke him because he would bend the needle. So I tried preparing the dentist beforehand telling him what I thought it was going to be like. And the dentist says, "Oh, don't worry about it, just don't tell him anything and we will be just fine". Before we left the dentist told Spencer that he needed to come back because he had some small sugar bugs that needed to get taken care of and that he was going to be fine. So we went home and I stressed like crazy for the day to happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day came and Jason had to work so my mom watched the other kids for me and we went in. Spencer totally surprised me. HE went in and sat in the chair like an adult. He opened his mouth like an alligator and everything went perfect. I was in total awe. I kept texting Jason keeping him informed of the progress and after Spencer was all numbed up and the doctor was starting, in walked Jason to be there with us. We really were prepared for the worst and hoped for the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kipg5-k2JIY/TpYtwb8CrDI/AAAAAAAAIXg/XUvaS-N5yp8/s1600/DSC02060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662763891621538866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kipg5-k2JIY/TpYtwb8CrDI/AAAAAAAAIXg/XUvaS-N5yp8/s320/DSC02060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spencer was supposed to raise his hand if he needed them to stop for any reason. He did just that. One time he held up his hand and they took all the instruments out of his mouth and asked him what was wrong and Spencer says, "I just have a quick question to ask you." He had the ladies laughing, they couldn't believe how well he was taking it all. He didn't wince once and was a real trooper through the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NZn1RpYILBo/TpYtw_5k0ZI/AAAAAAAAIXs/THv8xWWEqp4/s1600/DSC02059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662763901274870162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NZn1RpYILBo/TpYtw_5k0ZI/AAAAAAAAIXs/THv8xWWEqp4/s320/DSC02059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The point in which I was really nervous is if Spencer saw the needle that the numbing stuff was in, that was gonna be the end, but the assistants knew where to point the light barely in his eyes so he would close them at that point. I think they've done this before.....you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdEC57iZvcQ/TpYtwDrb7qI/AAAAAAAAIXQ/GIh_UxRPsoo/s1600/DSC02061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662763885109440162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdEC57iZvcQ/TpYtwDrb7qI/AAAAAAAAIXQ/GIh_UxRPsoo/s320/DSC02061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a little 6 yr old little boy in the chair next to us that was freaking out just getting x-rays taken and Spencer says to me, "Mom, should I go tell him it's really no big deal". I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6NmT31NtwEk/TpYsWOz4dDI/AAAAAAAAIXE/NjC-epGEH80/s1600/DSC02063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662762341909427250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6NmT31NtwEk/TpYsWOz4dDI/AAAAAAAAIXE/NjC-epGEH80/s320/DSC02063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4xmenbPeQ0/TpYsV3VuHQI/AAAAAAAAIW4/0EQLgygN7Bg/s1600/DSC02067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662762335608904962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4xmenbPeQ0/TpYsV3VuHQI/AAAAAAAAIW4/0EQLgygN7Bg/s320/DSC02067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He thought his lip was huge ( you know when your mouth is numb, it really feels like it must be a balloon) so they gave him a mirror to look at it and he kept touching it and laughing. He thought it felt so wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4uQAQfpWZ-s/TpYsU6dIPGI/AAAAAAAAIWw/v3C4ZVbmYX0/s1600/DSC02070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662762319265414242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4uQAQfpWZ-s/TpYsU6dIPGI/AAAAAAAAIWw/v3C4ZVbmYX0/s320/DSC02070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is him relaxing waiting for the dentist to come in and while his cheek and lip were getting all numb. I wish I was that chill when I'm in that chair. That's not the case with me. I'm a basketcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lKGEIfTXHQ/TpYsUZnfelI/AAAAAAAAIWg/35fuh8IecK4/s1600/DSC02069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662762310450510418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lKGEIfTXHQ/TpYsUZnfelI/AAAAAAAAIWg/35fuh8IecK4/s320/DSC02069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662770331639833346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wlXRzAV591s/TpYznS4DYwI/AAAAAAAAIX0/1avU-UjMiP8/s320/DSC02071.JPG" /&gt; When the dentist came and saw how chill Spencer was, he made me eat my words. He said, "I told you so", and he was right. He was so good with him. He showed Spencer all the tools he was going to use on him and turned them on and had him hold them while they were on. He was talking to Spencer the whole time making him laugh and totally reassuring him. At the end he said, " You're so good that maybe you can be a dentist when you grow up, would you like that", Spencer said that'd be awesome and he hasn't stopped talking about that since. He has been saying since he was little that he wants to be a doctor when he grows up so who knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, it went perfectly. The dentist was so impressed with how well he did and he wishes all his patients were that well behaved. The assistants said they loved him and wanted to laugh so many times. It was great to have Jason surprise us and be there. And Spencer's first experience with fillings went better than ever. Now he is so excited to go back next month to do it all over again on the other side. I know, I need to start brushing his teeth now, maybe I should invest in a toothbrush for my kids maybe.....or maybe not. Toothbrushes are so overrated. Anyways, until next month, we shall see how that appointment goes. We will cross our fingers it goes as well as this time. &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/8215347765542161023-6628248434283369443?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6628248434283369443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=6628248434283369443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/6628248434283369443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/6628248434283369443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/10/spencers-first-fillings.html' title='Spencer&apos;s first fillings'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-Kipg5-k2JIY/TpYtwb8CrDI/AAAAAAAAIXg/XUvaS-N5yp8/s72-c/DSC02060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-6962572250717190067</id><published>2011-10-12T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T17:07:08.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just hanging out at home</title><content type='html'>Lately we have been just at home relaxing. So here are some of our pictures of my little boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwAsP7WjvWw/TpYcSbq0tYI/AAAAAAAAIWA/LIrFWWmJ2Vw/s1600/DSC02055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662744684455572866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwAsP7WjvWw/TpYcSbq0tYI/AAAAAAAAIWA/LIrFWWmJ2Vw/s320/DSC02055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas is growing like a very handsome weed. It is crazy how fast time does go by. I know, I say that all the time, but it really is true. I mean, it's unbelievable to me that it is almost Christmas. AHHHH!!! I don't have a little one anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BKdb2ZwDJ7A/TpYcTTEe8cI/AAAAAAAAIWI/EJv1hj1aGzw/s1600/DSC02056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662744699327148482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BKdb2ZwDJ7A/TpYcTTEe8cI/AAAAAAAAIWI/EJv1hj1aGzw/s320/DSC02056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again asleep in his bouncer. I think he does this knowing I will take a picture of it and make me look like a horrible mom. Yup, that's it, I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XgTE8Z8_niQ/TpYcR_7X6QI/AAAAAAAAIVw/7Vth5qavb5Q/s1600/DSC02053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662744677008795906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XgTE8Z8_niQ/TpYcR_7X6QI/AAAAAAAAIVw/7Vth5qavb5Q/s320/DSC02053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke has discovered his tongue. He loves to stick it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1ZkPw6kb5E/TpYcRtw07MI/AAAAAAAAIVk/UoElSVYMwWo/s1600/DSC02048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662744672132721858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1ZkPw6kb5E/TpYcRtw07MI/AAAAAAAAIVk/UoElSVYMwWo/s320/DSC02048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at those cheeks. I think he's storing nuts for the winter in them. He's worried he won't get fed enough so he has decided to store food in his cheeks so he gets enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lnlTf44sv-0/TpYbm0dnHqI/AAAAAAAAIVc/kciRQa64YnM/s1600/DSC02025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662743935196798626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lnlTf44sv-0/TpYbm0dnHqI/AAAAAAAAIVc/kciRQa64YnM/s320/DSC02025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rzmxGh1td6Q/TpYbmm46A-I/AAAAAAAAIVM/MJoyJAsJOVI/s1600/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662743931553186786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rzmxGh1td6Q/TpYbmm46A-I/AAAAAAAAIVM/MJoyJAsJOVI/s320/DSC02040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jhwVAocPQXs/TpYbmCNGNNI/AAAAAAAAIVA/uDtgS_wAgcs/s1600/DSC02020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662743921705759954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jhwVAocPQXs/TpYbmCNGNNI/AAAAAAAAIVA/uDtgS_wAgcs/s320/DSC02020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's clenching those 2 teeth. It's tough standing up like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i_kqK-_W_qE/TpYbleozHHI/AAAAAAAAIU0/g32WOe-C7hQ/s1600/DSC02019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662743912158272626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i_kqK-_W_qE/TpYbleozHHI/AAAAAAAAIU0/g32WOe-C7hQ/s320/DSC02019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And it's defineatly hard to look this cute. &lt;br /&gt;It's just so exhausting. Where's his bouncer so he can sleep in it. That's what he's thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-9VaiZj4Yc/TpYbkwqwTgI/AAAAAAAAIUo/SYphZLQMBHQ/s1600/DSC02012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662743899818446338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-9VaiZj4Yc/TpYbkwqwTgI/AAAAAAAAIUo/SYphZLQMBHQ/s320/DSC02012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe it, but Kambry is no baby anymore. She has stretched and is so toddler looking. It's crazy what 2 weeks can do. She has grown up so much in such a tiny little time. She is so ready to walk. I know the next time I see her, she will be. She's that close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JL2ZDXvUE9g/TpYaqQKwRMI/AAAAAAAAIUc/-dOHwEPjETY/s1600/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662742894661878978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JL2ZDXvUE9g/TpYaqQKwRMI/AAAAAAAAIUc/-dOHwEPjETY/s320/DSC02005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at where Luke's hand is. Je loves her so much. He is so lovey. They both are, that what makes it so awesome. They are gonna have so much fun growing up together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TxfPCQaRraI/TpYap7XeE5I/AAAAAAAAIUQ/7Et3vCEakRY/s1600/DSC02000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662742889078068114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TxfPCQaRraI/TpYap7XeE5I/AAAAAAAAIUQ/7Et3vCEakRY/s320/DSC02000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QSswk0m-6ig/TpYapSe32gI/AAAAAAAAIUE/KXTGGDsRHDQ/s1600/DSC01991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662742878103263746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QSswk0m-6ig/TpYapSe32gI/AAAAAAAAIUE/KXTGGDsRHDQ/s320/DSC01991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went over to see Alisa's new bathroom makeover. It's so awesome, by the way. And this is Lincoln loving on "Ichabod" as we named him. He loved kissing on him and hugging him. I think this is a tradition every year because I remember last year him doing the same thing. He's a strange one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pPfS8qwaWmM/TpYaonrx_pI/AAAAAAAAIT4/FYEQhoTnC1Y/s1600/DSC01982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662742866614681234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pPfS8qwaWmM/TpYaonrx_pI/AAAAAAAAIT4/FYEQhoTnC1Y/s320/DSC01982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas showing us his pearly "toofies" as Lincoln calls them. And it fits since he only has 2 for now. The top 4 are coming in fast though. It won't be long, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q41SXdxP9h4/TpYaoT4wRyI/AAAAAAAAITs/qN8LsY-hHBg/s1600/DSC01966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662742861300385570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q41SXdxP9h4/TpYaoT4wRyI/AAAAAAAAITs/qN8LsY-hHBg/s320/DSC01966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hi, mom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NaAMPoaVVDw/TpYZI6RifRI/AAAAAAAAITg/6kYB996ypxk/s1600/DSC01951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662741222337445138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NaAMPoaVVDw/TpYZI6RifRI/AAAAAAAAITg/6kYB996ypxk/s320/DSC01951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer wanting a picture with Mr. blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ8r-77b0Ic/TpYZIuWOOQI/AAAAAAAAITQ/SVYgZL7iyRI/s1600/DSC01948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662741219135863042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CZ8r-77b0Ic/TpYZIuWOOQI/AAAAAAAAITQ/SVYgZL7iyRI/s320/DSC01948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little "Teddy" has been all my boys favorites. It was given to Spencer as a baby from his Uncle Kevin and Aunt Tenille and I wish we knew it was going to be such a favorite because we should've bought 2 more. This poor bear has been wahed and hugged and kissed more times than I can count (and yes, family I can count pretty high....it's when I have to go beyond my fingers and toes that stumps me a little, but I soldier on). Just to give you a idea of how special this bear is, to let Lucas hold it for this picture, Lincoln had to be distracted, bribed, promised the world, etc. etc. This is Lincoln's bear to have and to hold from this time forward.....you know the rest. He has to have it to go to sleep, to play, even has him watch as he eats. Life is over when we can't find him. I can't tell you the hours I've looked for this silly bear. Anyways, thank you Kevin and Tenille, thanks a lot. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NYQykxJ1pnA/TpYZIW9liDI/AAAAAAAAITI/AeyJAFmmu8k/s1600/DSC01941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662741212858517554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NYQykxJ1pnA/TpYZIW9liDI/AAAAAAAAITI/AeyJAFmmu8k/s320/DSC01941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who needs a crib when you've got a bouncer. I mean, I think we're on to something. It's smaller than a crib....maybe we should just get rid of the crib and have this instead. Hmmmmm, it's a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UMR_ZWeb2Rk/TpYZHKphtII/AAAAAAAAITA/8axkuidRHJE/s1600/DSC01942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662741192373286018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UMR_ZWeb2Rk/TpYZHKphtII/AAAAAAAAITA/8axkuidRHJE/s320/DSC01942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really do like that cribless idea, I'll have to pitch the idea to Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jcYBqrr2WT0/TpYZGz7xOtI/AAAAAAAAISw/cDl1BbQFauo/s1600/DSC01947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662741186275785426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jcYBqrr2WT0/TpYZGz7xOtI/AAAAAAAAISw/cDl1BbQFauo/s320/DSC01947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, here's my question, how can someone eat "rice peepees" and get them on your cheeks like this? Can you see them on both cheeks. I mean, it takes pure talent. He's so talented that most of the time he can also get it on his nose and sometimes even on his forehead. Pure talent. I'm so proud. I need a bumber sticker for this one, one that might go something like, "Your kid might be a honor student, but can they get Rice Krispies on every surface of their face....I think not". &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/8215347765542161023-6962572250717190067?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6962572250717190067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=6962572250717190067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/6962572250717190067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/6962572250717190067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-hanging-out-at-home.html' title='Just hanging out at home'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-GwAsP7WjvWw/TpYcSbq0tYI/AAAAAAAAIWA/LIrFWWmJ2Vw/s72-c/DSC02055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-3367124416803744396</id><published>2011-09-29T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T17:55:32.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joint birthday party</title><content type='html'>We decided to throw a party for Lincoln and Spencer on the 25th. I figured since the boys don't have school friends yet that we would just combine it this year since the same people would be to both. We had a great turn out. All of our loved ones were there. I think the only one that wasn't was Becky and Joni and they were surely missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-01myWvoGWmY/ToUJmyBpgiI/AAAAAAAAISg/NX-GeLDVpRk/s1600/DSC08822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657939068729262626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-01myWvoGWmY/ToUJmyBpgiI/AAAAAAAAISg/NX-GeLDVpRk/s320/DSC08822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These pictures are all out of order, but oh well. Spencer and Lincoln loved all the presents they got. Thank you again for all the great presents, they have been having a blast opening and playing with each one all week long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3eU46MFtdmQ/ToUJm0qBMrI/AAAAAAAAISY/6EsFyZybC6U/s1600/DSC08817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657939069435458226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3eU46MFtdmQ/ToUJm0qBMrI/AAAAAAAAISY/6EsFyZybC6U/s320/DSC08817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys diligently opening up their presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pa8ieSVMvqw/ToUJnR-giuI/AAAAAAAAISo/wiQDfyk_hjo/s1600/DSC08838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657939077306026722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pa8ieSVMvqw/ToUJnR-giuI/AAAAAAAAISo/wiQDfyk_hjo/s320/DSC08838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spencer having a blast with all the family around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuVq9f-oP3A/ToUJmrNDLFI/AAAAAAAAISQ/MmSC_nvx7T0/s1600/DSC08816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657939066898033746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuVq9f-oP3A/ToUJmrNDLFI/AAAAAAAAISQ/MmSC_nvx7T0/s320/DSC08816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kambry having fun with her new shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32BK3xCXVU0/ToUIzuOj56I/AAAAAAAAISI/a0WIo1REsO8/s1600/DSC08812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657938191536351138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32BK3xCXVU0/ToUIzuOj56I/AAAAAAAAISI/a0WIo1REsO8/s320/DSC08812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln with cupcake all over his face. YUM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pJyQz2Z3-DM/ToUIzRRKWwI/AAAAAAAAISA/IXE6hjPFxME/s1600/DSC08806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657938183762631426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pJyQz2Z3-DM/ToUIzRRKWwI/AAAAAAAAISA/IXE6hjPFxME/s320/DSC08806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln is helping Spencer blow out his candles that re-light. I think they added so much spit to the candles that eventually they didn't re-light. GROSS!!! I think most of the family ate a cupcake from the other cakes. This one was all the boys. Maybe that was their plan.....hmmm....smart boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GNQ8cl23r30/ToUIzH-WEqI/AAAAAAAAIR4/Tuldcfdj-Dc/s1600/DSC08804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657938181267788450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GNQ8cl23r30/ToUIzH-WEqI/AAAAAAAAIR4/Tuldcfdj-Dc/s320/DSC08804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma is showing her support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xlb5H7redwk/ToUIy9Ar61I/AAAAAAAAIRw/gMOkYzJb-Lg/s1600/DSC08802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657938178324818770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xlb5H7redwk/ToUIy9Ar61I/AAAAAAAAIRw/gMOkYzJb-Lg/s320/DSC08802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lP-Fd3MYwP4/ToUIPwyt4nI/AAAAAAAAIRo/81XOmmhqLt0/s1600/DSC08799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657937573749580402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lP-Fd3MYwP4/ToUIPwyt4nI/AAAAAAAAIRo/81XOmmhqLt0/s320/DSC08799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kambry and Lincoln enjoying the outside air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bWUM5XIp_bs/ToUIO3Hf3PI/AAAAAAAAIRg/YYcb2TuzPAk/s1600/DSC08798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657937558267485426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bWUM5XIp_bs/ToUIO3Hf3PI/AAAAAAAAIRg/YYcb2TuzPAk/s320/DSC08798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pinata was 2 yrs old and it showed. It took us 4 different times to re-hang it after it kept falling apart after one hit. Poor pinata. But eventually it did get hung and 1 hit and it was all over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W101ZyIJXyQ/ToUIOnC6SmI/AAAAAAAAIRY/oCKEJYyTj24/s1600/DSC08795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657937553953278562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W101ZyIJXyQ/ToUIOnC6SmI/AAAAAAAAIRY/oCKEJYyTj24/s320/DSC08795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tQOeQt2yeyA/ToUIOC3r3gI/AAAAAAAAIRQ/Y8iHVFfyHtc/s1600/DSC08794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657937544242519554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tQOeQt2yeyA/ToUIOC3r3gI/AAAAAAAAIRQ/Y8iHVFfyHtc/s320/DSC08794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCevFggf7rU/ToUHjQlUT4I/AAAAAAAAIRI/e0yn7P_OWno/s1600/DSC08792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657936809189199746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wCevFggf7rU/ToUHjQlUT4I/AAAAAAAAIRI/e0yn7P_OWno/s320/DSC08792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma with her little swagger. So cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnOv1N9vsUA/ToUHi4q2mPI/AAAAAAAAIRA/yB6c0ryQSD8/s1600/DSC08791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657936802769967346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnOv1N9vsUA/ToUHi4q2mPI/AAAAAAAAIRA/yB6c0ryQSD8/s320/DSC08791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So as I was taking pictures of the pinata getting beaten, Lucas was loving life, I found out that Adrian was feeding him a sweet tart, the 1st candy this kid has ever had. He was loving it. And thank goodness I love Adrian because this kiddo had a sour tummy all night. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NZKk6AkUtKU/ToUHihcvVyI/AAAAAAAAIQ4/3w9TDo8YqX0/s1600/DSC08784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657936796536756002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NZKk6AkUtKU/ToUHihcvVyI/AAAAAAAAIQ4/3w9TDo8YqX0/s320/DSC08784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The poor pinata kept coming off the hanger so eventually the kids were beating it on the ground. Jason went and got it hung but we had to put a hole from top to bottom and slide the rope through it. That worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D2bvjWTn3sg/ToUHiATkIGI/AAAAAAAAIQw/s0WpruAwLj0/s1600/DSC08782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657936787639902306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D2bvjWTn3sg/ToUHiATkIGI/AAAAAAAAIQw/s0WpruAwLj0/s320/DSC08782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam taking a whack at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgqSKUp01v0/ToUG7TqfzgI/AAAAAAAAIQo/im9TSe0Ybqc/s1600/DSC08779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657936122821463554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgqSKUp01v0/ToUG7TqfzgI/AAAAAAAAIQo/im9TSe0Ybqc/s320/DSC08779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again it's on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeVNI1zPoQI/ToUG7IqoyOI/AAAAAAAAIQg/NFUsGLVlAsc/s1600/DSC08775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657936119869262050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeVNI1zPoQI/ToUG7IqoyOI/AAAAAAAAIQg/NFUsGLVlAsc/s320/DSC08775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lincoln's turn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr_IScGNHCg/ToUG62KZzvI/AAAAAAAAIQY/haK_JRYiT-M/s1600/DSC08771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657936114902224626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xr_IScGNHCg/ToUG62KZzvI/AAAAAAAAIQY/haK_JRYiT-M/s320/DSC08771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emma tapped it like a princess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S3aqvsKsAeo/ToUG6qyJfsI/AAAAAAAAIQQ/EZyVx3gKHC8/s1600/DSC08769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657936111847702210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S3aqvsKsAeo/ToUG6qyJfsI/AAAAAAAAIQQ/EZyVx3gKHC8/s320/DSC08769.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Micah decided to take a place by her dad. She decided not to take a whack at it. But she did get candy, which is the most important part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n0d2jOjRkxQ/ToUGE1TwCfI/AAAAAAAAIQI/_ZsI7I0Kcvc/s1600/DSC08768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657935186960058866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n0d2jOjRkxQ/ToUGE1TwCfI/AAAAAAAAIQI/_ZsI7I0Kcvc/s320/DSC08768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Toledo family. We love them so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UKC2gpIQD54/ToUGEvcZ9uI/AAAAAAAAIQA/qeWSQn0do8g/s1600/DSC08767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657935185385748194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UKC2gpIQD54/ToUGEvcZ9uI/AAAAAAAAIQA/qeWSQn0do8g/s320/DSC08767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tena, Bri and Christian just chillin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HOLSGiIQdOM/ToUGEYgjZMI/AAAAAAAAIP4/Pn0mZekiOWw/s1600/DSC08765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657935179229127874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HOLSGiIQdOM/ToUGEYgjZMI/AAAAAAAAIP4/Pn0mZekiOWw/s320/DSC08765.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Micah, Kambry and Alisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DG7V2MpUbaI/ToUGEPWOrOI/AAAAAAAAIPw/34YaErTEy1I/s1600/DSC08704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657935176769907938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DG7V2MpUbaI/ToUGEPWOrOI/AAAAAAAAIPw/34YaErTEy1I/s320/DSC08704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is when we made the cupcakes, the boys liked to like the beaters after each batter was mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VblrLHt67qI/ToUFdRMUpiI/AAAAAAAAIPo/kC20H0L_F2I/s1600/DSC08762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657934507250329122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VblrLHt67qI/ToUFdRMUpiI/AAAAAAAAIPo/kC20H0L_F2I/s320/DSC08762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-NB6coYRRM/ToUFdKevIAI/AAAAAAAAIPg/p_yhRXfH6bY/s1600/DSC08761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657934505448513538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-NB6coYRRM/ToUFdKevIAI/AAAAAAAAIPg/p_yhRXfH6bY/s320/DSC08761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam and Spencer dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAyqVDARe-I/ToUFc6r63EI/AAAAAAAAIPY/3o6wZMuCwu0/s1600/DSC01926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657934501208841282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAyqVDARe-I/ToUFc6r63EI/AAAAAAAAIPY/3o6wZMuCwu0/s320/DSC01926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer wanted me to take a picture with him and the cakes. He helped me make the turtle cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X2X6QBsdHqw/ToUFcupveoI/AAAAAAAAIPQ/2TvYi_XJDJg/s1600/DSC01928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657934497978481282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X2X6QBsdHqw/ToUFcupveoI/AAAAAAAAIPQ/2TvYi_XJDJg/s320/DSC01928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my 1st and last attempt to make a cupcake cake. It didn't work out all that well. The liners were supposed to be the best liners to use and they all were falling off. It was so sad. But the boys didn't care and Spencer was stoked he got his turtly cake since green is his favorite color. As long as they were happy, I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-57e1FL2B6SQ/ToUEqYXOUXI/AAAAAAAAIPI/wO9VJcZgy5A/s1600/DSC01929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657933633001771378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-57e1FL2B6SQ/ToUEqYXOUXI/AAAAAAAAIPI/wO9VJcZgy5A/s320/DSC01929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made 3 kinds of cupcakes, red velvet, rainbow chip and devil's food. They tasted good at least. That's all that matters, right? I just won't be in cupcake wars, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3bG--GHY0f8/ToUEqFbal8I/AAAAAAAAIPA/WtQ8s8quxE4/s1600/DSC01931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657933627919079362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3bG--GHY0f8/ToUEqFbal8I/AAAAAAAAIPA/WtQ8s8quxE4/s320/DSC01931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to take a picture of these balloons. These balloons are from when Lincoln had his surgery on Aug 7th. Alisa brought them over for him and they have been up ever since. I think they are possessed. It's no way they should be floating still. It's crazy. Maybe since they came from Aunt Alisa that they are full of love and so that's why they are still floating. Yeah, that's it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5UswSdnuF4/ToUEphK4s6I/AAAAAAAAIO4/TTNvmNkwM0Q/s1600/DSC01932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657933618186072994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5UswSdnuF4/ToUEphK4s6I/AAAAAAAAIO4/TTNvmNkwM0Q/s320/DSC01932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln helped me with the veggie tray. He liked the olive part the best. Can you tell? Why is it that kids do this? I think every kid I know has done this with olives. It's so silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pgBNDTwMuWQ/ToUEpMNUPFI/AAAAAAAAIOw/eRmyU1zlE5Y/s1600/DSC01933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657933612559121490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pgBNDTwMuWQ/ToUEpMNUPFI/AAAAAAAAIOw/eRmyU1zlE5Y/s320/DSC01933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was making this face because he said he was a monster. "Arg!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9VaI1LfbWfs/ToUED_QRdmI/AAAAAAAAIOo/Xo36jJn2r08/s1600/DSC01934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657932973426701922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9VaI1LfbWfs/ToUED_QRdmI/AAAAAAAAIOo/Xo36jJn2r08/s320/DSC01934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s67C-FACuUc/ToUEDnaWkBI/AAAAAAAAIOg/efARZeY71Jg/s1600/DSC01935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657932967026528274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s67C-FACuUc/ToUEDnaWkBI/AAAAAAAAIOg/efARZeY71Jg/s320/DSC01935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas wearing Sam's hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--iZPXHSjP_A/ToUEDWzPdiI/AAAAAAAAIOY/1KSxlUtqheg/s1600/DSC01937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657932962567517730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--iZPXHSjP_A/ToUEDWzPdiI/AAAAAAAAIOY/1KSxlUtqheg/s320/DSC01937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lqZ9_P2jEw/ToUEDPjgMQI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/xJ6_f0KaNeA/s1600/DSC01939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657932960622457090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lqZ9_P2jEw/ToUEDPjgMQI/AAAAAAAAIOQ/xJ6_f0KaNeA/s320/DSC01939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam thought it was funny to put it down over his face because it looked so silly with the eyes on it. He made a cute little platypus. &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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-3367124416803744396?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3367124416803744396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=3367124416803744396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3367124416803744396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3367124416803744396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/09/joint-birthday-party.html' title='Joint birthday party'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-01myWvoGWmY/ToUJmyBpgiI/AAAAAAAAISg/NX-GeLDVpRk/s72-c/DSC08822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-3083125528943963728</id><published>2011-09-29T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T16:46:49.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gvZUE7FfF3U/ToT3cGKR5VI/AAAAAAAAINo/aaGmJ4U6GpA/s1600/DSC01889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657919093946312018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gvZUE7FfF3U/ToT3cGKR5VI/AAAAAAAAINo/aaGmJ4U6GpA/s320/DSC01889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boys were turning into little girls with their long hair, so I said it was time. Jason whipped out the clippers (or should I say weedwhacker) and away he chopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jCK3pVx9o-U/ToT3bzACFjI/AAAAAAAAINg/xVWV_93kGBU/s1600/DSC01890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657919088803059250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jCK3pVx9o-U/ToT3bzACFjI/AAAAAAAAINg/xVWV_93kGBU/s320/DSC01890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the before picture. I can't believe how long we let it grow before we do something about it. It's really ridiculous to me how that is. They look so good after, why do I wait. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kiCwUOO4O14/ToUB3uAP3tI/AAAAAAAAIOA/OtPbuihZ--E/s1600/boys%2Bin%2Btub3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657930563614400210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kiCwUOO4O14/ToUB3uAP3tI/AAAAAAAAIOA/OtPbuihZ--E/s320/boys%2Bin%2Btub3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g9CnjQ9frYA/ToUB3jKy4XI/AAAAAAAAIN4/kpulG7LYpXU/s1600/boys%2Bin%2Btub2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657930560705847666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g9CnjQ9frYA/ToUB3jKy4XI/AAAAAAAAIN4/kpulG7LYpXU/s320/boys%2Bin%2Btub2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eswFK-Mx7Jc/ToT3bjN9--I/AAAAAAAAINY/2h5fyJMoLfI/s1600/DSC01891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657919084566543330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eswFK-Mx7Jc/ToT3bjN9--I/AAAAAAAAINY/2h5fyJMoLfI/s320/DSC01891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lincoln's crazy mop. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wShC8D-V_qo/ToUB3S3DipI/AAAAAAAAINw/J8OXbH73G3I/s1600/boys%2Bin%2Btub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657930556328086162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wShC8D-V_qo/ToUB3S3DipI/AAAAAAAAINw/J8OXbH73G3I/s320/boys%2Bin%2Btub.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i6Ox3fS-5Nw/ToUB32SSQAI/AAAAAAAAIOI/1X6g-4fTccY/s1600/boys%2Bin%2Btub4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657930565837537282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i6Ox3fS-5Nw/ToUB32SSQAI/AAAAAAAAIOI/1X6g-4fTccY/s320/boys%2Bin%2Btub4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yMGk_aY1Riw/ToT3bVKmspI/AAAAAAAAINQ/DXhM6Ya1v6s/s1600/DSC01892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657919080794337938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yMGk_aY1Riw/ToT3bVKmspI/AAAAAAAAINQ/DXhM6Ya1v6s/s320/DSC01892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's out of control!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMR7HiUAAFw/ToT216343CI/AAAAAAAAINI/_dp0zTyDYF4/s1600/DSC01893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657918438081354786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMR7HiUAAFw/ToT216343CI/AAAAAAAAINI/_dp0zTyDYF4/s320/DSC01893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was enjoying the show from the bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ir2EQl0F23o/ToT21jKJrcI/AAAAAAAAINA/Z3gBgM4ajOA/s1600/DSC01894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657918431715503554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ir2EQl0F23o/ToT21jKJrcI/AAAAAAAAINA/Z3gBgM4ajOA/s320/DSC01894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think he was just happy he didn't need a turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_bVblSn12AM/ToT21Rh4osI/AAAAAAAAIM4/70xf6AdLbz0/s1600/DSC01900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 288px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657918426983211714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_bVblSn12AM/ToT21Rh4osI/AAAAAAAAIM4/70xf6AdLbz0/s320/DSC01900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's loving the fact he can sit up in the tub like a big boy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzGHTSre9xE/ToT21IZudJI/AAAAAAAAIMw/FB_J99sSq7s/s1600/DSC01903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657918424533070994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzGHTSre9xE/ToT21IZudJI/AAAAAAAAIMw/FB_J99sSq7s/s320/DSC01903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PaTIUsCF66s/ToTmF4UgqBI/AAAAAAAAIMI/-qTTsG_UGKo/s1600/DSC01920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657900020576331794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PaTIUsCF66s/ToTmF4UgqBI/AAAAAAAAIMI/-qTTsG_UGKo/s320/DSC01920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6fZ3wZGFBAo/ToTmFtKKoFI/AAAAAAAAIMA/rQk0dwQMCU8/s1600/DSC01921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657900017580154962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6fZ3wZGFBAo/ToTmFtKKoFI/AAAAAAAAIMA/rQk0dwQMCU8/s320/DSC01921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lincoln's wondering why a cat is on his lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4QIJHcal-I/ToTmFOPo8cI/AAAAAAAAIL4/rbtmh-S5GXI/s1600/DSC01922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657900009281614274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4QIJHcal-I/ToTmFOPo8cI/AAAAAAAAIL4/rbtmh-S5GXI/s320/DSC01922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how much hair was cut off of Lincoln's head. He didn't like all that hair on his lap. &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/8215347765542161023-3083125528943963728?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3083125528943963728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=3083125528943963728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3083125528943963728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3083125528943963728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/09/haircut-time.html' title='Haircut time!!!'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-gvZUE7FfF3U/ToT3cGKR5VI/AAAAAAAAINo/aaGmJ4U6GpA/s72-c/DSC01889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-2353914291412555396</id><published>2011-09-26T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T14:38:37.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jam-packed visit</title><content type='html'>My mom wanted to get away and go to St. George for the weekend to visit my sis that lives down there, so I decided I would hitch a ride down with her. So the boys and I went down and stayed with her at the hotel for 2 nights and then Jason came down and we went to Tuachan and visited grandparents and swam a lot. It was a jam packed visit (which is how it always is). The boys had a great time at the hotel and then we got Jason for a couple days all to ourselves (which is very rare), so we ate it up. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dm9-JtDfoHU/ToFikoO_J8I/AAAAAAAAILw/RAUmgk3bRV4/s1600/DSC01887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656910988369143746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dm9-JtDfoHU/ToFikoO_J8I/AAAAAAAAILw/RAUmgk3bRV4/s320/DSC01887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is when we went to Gunlock to visit Jason's grandparents. Grandma Bowler is such a trooper. She is one of the best woman I've ever known. She has a hard time talking nowadays, but just being in her presense, you could feel the love. We love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ls6XfreFtWE/ToFikMGPNwI/AAAAAAAAILo/QRBrU7MgTqg/s1600/DSC01882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656910980816254722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ls6XfreFtWE/ToFikMGPNwI/AAAAAAAAILo/QRBrU7MgTqg/s320/DSC01882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys couldn't stop hugging her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JRFqOoS3bZs/ToFij7vHZ6I/AAAAAAAAILg/gm3ebOakTTk/s1600/DSC01879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656910976424306594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JRFqOoS3bZs/ToFij7vHZ6I/AAAAAAAAILg/gm3ebOakTTk/s320/DSC01879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer was deep in thought here, telling her all about himself and what he's been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jY7sqeDzIO8/ToFijgKjNMI/AAAAAAAAILY/SVw-oxjRP1M/s1600/DSC01876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656910969023182018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jY7sqeDzIO8/ToFijgKjNMI/AAAAAAAAILY/SVw-oxjRP1M/s320/DSC01876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason was getting some great advice from his grandpa. It was so cute. He was telling Jason that there is 3 things he needs to be to be a good father, husband and son. He said he was, "example, example, example". Look at Lucas listening in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1weG62dh9Lw/ToFhrVo5YLI/AAAAAAAAILQ/gXUitZfMRjI/s1600/DSC01871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656910004124999858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1weG62dh9Lw/ToFhrVo5YLI/AAAAAAAAILQ/gXUitZfMRjI/s320/DSC01871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma was holding the boys hands and giving them great big hugs. Lincoln didn't mind it one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-63c0b_2suuY/ToFhrSVwfvI/AAAAAAAAILI/GXPC-kUuK3I/s1600/DSC01863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656910003239419634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-63c0b_2suuY/ToFhrSVwfvI/AAAAAAAAILI/GXPC-kUuK3I/s320/DSC01863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa Bowler is the sweetest man ever. Jason's dad is the exact way. They just have the biggest hearts. The whole time grandpa was talking to us, he was tearing up, wheich then made me tear up. He kept saying how important family is. It is so true. I am so glad my boys get to know there great grandparents. THey are special people to us and these pictures will always be cherished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EuwcYb7tjHg/ToFhrP_sbgI/AAAAAAAAILA/DqQ-bJuBe7s/s1600/DSC01853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656910002610007554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EuwcYb7tjHg/ToFhrP_sbgI/AAAAAAAAILA/DqQ-bJuBe7s/s320/DSC01853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln kept looking at grandma and would smile and laugh. He knows and can feel her love she has for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LrOiejoj8rY/ToFhq8IAz0I/AAAAAAAAIK4/ZECe-mP2rQ4/s1600/DSC01848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656909997276188482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LrOiejoj8rY/ToFhq8IAz0I/AAAAAAAAIK4/ZECe-mP2rQ4/s320/DSC01848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer was holding grandma's hand the whole time he was sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaFsDIKKD5M/ToFgznXB6YI/AAAAAAAAIKw/SEHKx7wgl3k/s1600/DSC01847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656909046809225602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaFsDIKKD5M/ToFgznXB6YI/AAAAAAAAIKw/SEHKx7wgl3k/s320/DSC01847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyt_dD-Ko6M/ToFgzRP5n_I/AAAAAAAAIKo/8XoR5Ugeuvg/s1600/DSC01844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656909040873742322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cyt_dD-Ko6M/ToFgzRP5n_I/AAAAAAAAIKo/8XoR5Ugeuvg/s320/DSC01844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 3 boys with their great grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jtxsgZdaYkQ/ToFgzKKiqlI/AAAAAAAAIKg/yOqxRXf_xeQ/s1600/DSC01842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656909038972217938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jtxsgZdaYkQ/ToFgzKKiqlI/AAAAAAAAIKg/yOqxRXf_xeQ/s320/DSC01842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a good visit with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMdta_8MEuo/ToFgy0fOC2I/AAAAAAAAIKY/E_NSEeuaLt8/s1600/DSC01835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656909033153366882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMdta_8MEuo/ToFgy0fOC2I/AAAAAAAAIKY/E_NSEeuaLt8/s320/DSC01835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kb27NQWOHDQ/ToFf-Dr60_I/AAAAAAAAIKQ/mzymctqaUhg/s1600/DSC01829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656908126700098546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kb27NQWOHDQ/ToFf-Dr60_I/AAAAAAAAIKQ/mzymctqaUhg/s320/DSC01829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BDdA7UoxDyU/ToFf9_xU0iI/AAAAAAAAIKI/OJWl0Ksl_pY/s1600/DSC01820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656908125649031714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BDdA7UoxDyU/ToFf9_xU0iI/AAAAAAAAIKI/OJWl0Ksl_pY/s320/DSC01820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We wanted to get this 4 generation picture. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pGGSB2sUgxw/ToFf9nOB_fI/AAAAAAAAIKA/2hB_EXpp86A/s1600/DSC01808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656908119058546162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pGGSB2sUgxw/ToFf9nOB_fI/AAAAAAAAIKA/2hB_EXpp86A/s320/DSC01808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right when we got there, Grandma wanted to hold Lucas right away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QgrKSEcteQc/ToFf9dm2bbI/AAAAAAAAIJ4/Hyc8xaRdXtI/s1600/DSC01803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656908116478291378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QgrKSEcteQc/ToFf9dm2bbI/AAAAAAAAIJ4/Hyc8xaRdXtI/s320/DSC01803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is on the way home from seeing "The Little Mermaid" at Tuachan. I looked back and saw this. Spencer was so tired that he fell asleep in this position. It was so funny, I wanted to take a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;I took 2 pictures and the whole ride back to the house I kept looking back. Spencer was totally asleep.......I thought. All of a sudden I hear laughing and Spencer says, "Mom, I got you. Did you really think I was asleep". That little jokster. He did such a great job at holding still. I couldn't believe how well he tricked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJk0o09Wi2M/ToFfJWzW90I/AAAAAAAAIJw/72_CcdN-MAk/s1600/DSC01804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656907221298509634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJk0o09Wi2M/ToFfJWzW90I/AAAAAAAAIJw/72_CcdN-MAk/s320/DSC01804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is him laughing right after he decided to "wake" up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQxJQbFNVK0/ToFfJGoCtcI/AAAAAAAAIJo/LBvzIrpH4Xo/s1600/DSC01801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656907216956077506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQxJQbFNVK0/ToFfJGoCtcI/AAAAAAAAIJo/LBvzIrpH4Xo/s320/DSC01801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole gang that went to the show. It was supposed to be just us with Jason's parents, but Dad decided not to go because of his back and then it turned out to be a cousins night out. It was too bad that the boys couldn't hang out with their grandparents for the night, but the boys had fun with their cousins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V86xUXpjzZo/ToFfIs1uCMI/AAAAAAAAIJg/CUGXCGKqKq4/s1600/DSC01796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656907210034120898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V86xUXpjzZo/ToFfIs1uCMI/AAAAAAAAIJg/CUGXCGKqKq4/s320/DSC01796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This production was amazing and that doesn't even explain it enough. It really was the best show I've seen there. They did an excellent job. The boys were mesmerized the whole show. The only time Spencer went to the bathroom was at intermission. There was no way he wanted to miss a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byJ_DpMGKUI/ToFfIe9daZI/AAAAAAAAIJY/F38c_ydF0sU/s1600/DSC01794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656907206308489618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byJ_DpMGKUI/ToFfIe9daZI/AAAAAAAAIJY/F38c_ydF0sU/s320/DSC01794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zldyr1h3GbA/ToFearU5thI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/Ud_ViPz81UU/s1600/DSC01788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656906419354056210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zldyr1h3GbA/ToFearU5thI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/Ud_ViPz81UU/s320/DSC01788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every time they were supposed to be underwater, they would turn on this sheet of water and project images onto it and dance and act behind it. It was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QkctDnWdvk/ToFeaYhFirI/AAAAAAAAIJI/3C-9Q_xiW9U/s1600/DSC01786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656906414304889522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9QkctDnWdvk/ToFeaYhFirI/AAAAAAAAIJI/3C-9Q_xiW9U/s320/DSC01786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how it started, they flooded the stage with water and this huge boat came out. This is when I knew it was going to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mid6bRZ7Eis/ToFeaG9OF6I/AAAAAAAAIJA/0RLTUcCp7aM/s1600/DSC01785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656906409591052194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mid6bRZ7Eis/ToFeaG9OF6I/AAAAAAAAIJA/0RLTUcCp7aM/s320/DSC01785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another shot of flooding the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGaQou_Kulw/ToFeZsAD5NI/AAAAAAAAII4/FK7ao4RtZ8Q/s1600/DSC01782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656906402355209426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGaQou_Kulw/ToFeZsAD5NI/AAAAAAAAII4/FK7ao4RtZ8Q/s320/DSC01782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family right before it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKxyvmM55q4/ToFdp0bCn2I/AAAAAAAAIIw/7ZbFhLSpkQA/s1600/DSC01779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656905579982135138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKxyvmM55q4/ToFdp0bCn2I/AAAAAAAAIIw/7ZbFhLSpkQA/s320/DSC01779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nN6H8Jn_lCc/ToFdpiR6BNI/AAAAAAAAIIo/GHtahd9-Jik/s1600/DSC01772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656905575111984338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nN6H8Jn_lCc/ToFdpiR6BNI/AAAAAAAAIIo/GHtahd9-Jik/s320/DSC01772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was so good the whole time we were down there. He really is an amazingly good kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DkVnA_H3cI0/ToFdpZzMmjI/AAAAAAAAIIg/UMeBU_6M-0o/s1600/DSC01763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656905572835695154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DkVnA_H3cI0/ToFdpZzMmjI/AAAAAAAAIIg/UMeBU_6M-0o/s320/DSC01763.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Woodbury took any chance to hold him. Lucas didn't mind it at all. He was all smiles for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A-maBrN5LNE/ToFdpLtErQI/AAAAAAAAIIY/RC7bXXMBDaI/s1600/DSC01760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656905569051913474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A-maBrN5LNE/ToFdpLtErQI/AAAAAAAAIIY/RC7bXXMBDaI/s320/DSC01760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OWVTYeJ6aOo/ToFc8L2jtYI/AAAAAAAAIIQ/rnpjTAdQL0w/s1600/DSC01757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656904795997582722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OWVTYeJ6aOo/ToFc8L2jtYI/AAAAAAAAIIQ/rnpjTAdQL0w/s320/DSC01757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqamN2xXELI/ToFc72DHKMI/AAAAAAAAIII/2A3N6HGXjkg/s1600/DSC01756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656904790144657602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqamN2xXELI/ToFc72DHKMI/AAAAAAAAIII/2A3N6HGXjkg/s320/DSC01756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W-nSUMgUYWo/ToFc7mvR7BI/AAAAAAAAIIA/-GGFBokvp14/s1600/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656904786034945042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W-nSUMgUYWo/ToFc7mvR7BI/AAAAAAAAIIA/-GGFBokvp14/s320/DSC01750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Woodbury wanted to feed him at every feeding. She is such a great lady. We love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTv5G9pa4_Y/ToFc7NLuqhI/AAAAAAAAIH4/RMC1RFTRySs/s1600/DSC01735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656904779174947346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTv5G9pa4_Y/ToFc7NLuqhI/AAAAAAAAIH4/RMC1RFTRySs/s320/DSC01735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went swimming a lot at the hotel pool. Lucas loved every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tvu2x4rXsxE/ToFcJ-D-yWI/AAAAAAAAIHw/5dmvgTA7Km0/s1600/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656903933302327650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tvu2x4rXsxE/ToFcJ-D-yWI/AAAAAAAAIHw/5dmvgTA7Km0/s320/DSC01732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n6MU-1DoIDA/ToFcJmZJbdI/AAAAAAAAIHo/Lt8LP-whxZg/s1600/DSC01728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656903926948654546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n6MU-1DoIDA/ToFcJmZJbdI/AAAAAAAAIHo/Lt8LP-whxZg/s320/DSC01728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the joint birthday party we had for Colton and Spencer. Colton turned 1 on the 7th and Spencer is now "a hold hand" as he says it. This is when I told the cousins I wanted to take a picture of them together. So cute. I don't think they like each other at all. We really need to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iKL_2dZcH4U/ToFcJauP2VI/AAAAAAAAIHg/62HQ5SbyZp4/s1600/DSC01727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656903923815930194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iKL_2dZcH4U/ToFcJauP2VI/AAAAAAAAIHg/62HQ5SbyZp4/s320/DSC01727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer is such a lovey kid, so he was in heaven here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxeJUJXWRo/ToFcJKycddI/AAAAAAAAIHY/nB3mgWPwZb4/s1600/DSC01726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656903919538566610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NTxeJUJXWRo/ToFcJKycddI/AAAAAAAAIHY/nB3mgWPwZb4/s320/DSC01726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dPBdhrj1CIE/ToFbdN-J26I/AAAAAAAAIHQ/9oBh5ynLqrc/s1600/DSC01725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656903164478741410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dPBdhrj1CIE/ToFbdN-J26I/AAAAAAAAIHQ/9oBh5ynLqrc/s320/DSC01725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer got a LeapPad for his birthday. All he wanted for his birthday, when I asked was a green straw. So I taped a green straw onto this present, he was a little more excited for the LeapPad then the straw. I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oRWNC4U_fyw/ToFbcw_H7XI/AAAAAAAAIHI/iSMa_KPOSRY/s1600/DSC01701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656903156698180978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oRWNC4U_fyw/ToFbcw_H7XI/AAAAAAAAIHI/iSMa_KPOSRY/s320/DSC01701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another cousins lovin' shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVQM299rvIg/ToFbbvjlAUI/AAAAAAAAIHA/9fDWZ7mtUn0/s1600/DSC01700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656903139134341442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVQM299rvIg/ToFbbvjlAUI/AAAAAAAAIHA/9fDWZ7mtUn0/s320/DSC01700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fiblZYtiWDo/ToFbbfh58XI/AAAAAAAAIG4/xuJEVkQ2zTQ/s1600/DSC01694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656903134832357746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fiblZYtiWDo/ToFbbfh58XI/AAAAAAAAIG4/xuJEVkQ2zTQ/s320/DSC01694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was before he opened his LeapPad, he opened this storage case and we told him we got the wrong one and we needed to take it back. So that's his reaction to the news. He was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0cWH9nKPRO0/ToFag0MCnLI/AAAAAAAAIGo/miZqp0QRk2E/s1600/DSC01683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656902126765513906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0cWH9nKPRO0/ToFag0MCnLI/AAAAAAAAIGo/miZqp0QRk2E/s320/DSC01683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is when he opened up his LeapPad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ted3PUQdmlk/ToFagldm_dI/AAAAAAAAIGg/XccIWO6p68s/s1600/DSC01681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656902122812669394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ted3PUQdmlk/ToFagldm_dI/AAAAAAAAIGg/XccIWO6p68s/s320/DSC01681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lincoln after eating a cupcake. I think he got some in his mouth....I think. He's wearing most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zyygmr0BtYw/ToFagazixpI/AAAAAAAAIGY/9wL5kwedX70/s1600/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656902119951877778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zyygmr0BtYw/ToFagazixpI/AAAAAAAAIGY/9wL5kwedX70/s320/DSC01670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spencer and Lincoln eating cupcakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Uhmr46KjCc/ToFZ2ahvDQI/AAAAAAAAIGQ/1zcRFKxFhl0/s1600/DSC01667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656901398322679042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Uhmr46KjCc/ToFZ2ahvDQI/AAAAAAAAIGQ/1zcRFKxFhl0/s320/DSC01667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton got a smash cake to eat and this is Jason helping him out.....or painting his face with frosting....I think it's a little of each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sHdbwa5HiJM/ToFZ2BZYYwI/AAAAAAAAIGI/atQ2YFb92FM/s1600/DSC01666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656901391576752898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sHdbwa5HiJM/ToFZ2BZYYwI/AAAAAAAAIGI/atQ2YFb92FM/s320/DSC01666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a while he really got into it. Literally!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QDWEEcS_PL8/ToFZ18L-sVI/AAAAAAAAIGA/YcySCbMIFz4/s1600/DSC01663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656901390178365778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QDWEEcS_PL8/ToFZ18L-sVI/AAAAAAAAIGA/YcySCbMIFz4/s320/DSC01663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Woodbury just enjoying the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HslhEbPxYHY/ToFZ1rv1qdI/AAAAAAAAIF4/p4PNEOHY7j0/s1600/DSC01658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656901385765366226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HslhEbPxYHY/ToFZ1rv1qdI/AAAAAAAAIF4/p4PNEOHY7j0/s320/DSC01658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone watching Colton got at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9vyOIdmdQpM/ToFRiF1PrbI/AAAAAAAAIFw/fOGTsJvJcXU/s1600/DSC01655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656892253076958642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9vyOIdmdQpM/ToFRiF1PrbI/AAAAAAAAIFw/fOGTsJvJcXU/s320/DSC01655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer with his dinosaur cupcake cake. He helped me pick it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xSkY_-s8Phk/ToFRhkcz2vI/AAAAAAAAIFo/phlnjLYzkuw/s1600/DSC01645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656892244116101874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xSkY_-s8Phk/ToFRhkcz2vI/AAAAAAAAIFo/phlnjLYzkuw/s320/DSC01645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is when Colton really didn't get what he was supposed to do. He was just wondering what we were staring at him for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qC2ho7pqnYg/ToFRhVNs4ZI/AAAAAAAAIFg/FEWkhKQe0ew/s1600/DSC01639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656892240026198418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qC2ho7pqnYg/ToFRhVNs4ZI/AAAAAAAAIFg/FEWkhKQe0ew/s320/DSC01639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spencer blowing out his candles that re-light. He loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xQonlXFh1o/ToFRhLqWscI/AAAAAAAAIFY/1wJkKx_9B-Q/s1600/DSC01636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656892237462024642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xQonlXFh1o/ToFRhLqWscI/AAAAAAAAIFY/1wJkKx_9B-Q/s320/DSC01636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4UtNiEQMyhI/ToFQ0l9VLiI/AAAAAAAAIFQ/_mm3ZcxT6-0/s1600/DSC01635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656891471426825762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4UtNiEQMyhI/ToFQ0l9VLiI/AAAAAAAAIFQ/_mm3ZcxT6-0/s320/DSC01635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cake time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRw9vLp_2Ts/ToFQ0f78ZLI/AAAAAAAAIFI/OMS5N7Mmy8A/s1600/DSC01634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656891469810394290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRw9vLp_2Ts/ToFQ0f78ZLI/AAAAAAAAIFI/OMS5N7Mmy8A/s320/DSC01634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer loving all the attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAEnO0TFWmk/ToFQ0C31hlI/AAAAAAAAIFA/h1DoOMf5ESU/s1600/DSC01630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656891462008538706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAEnO0TFWmk/ToFQ0C31hlI/AAAAAAAAIFA/h1DoOMf5ESU/s320/DSC01630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton getting sung to. Waiting to dig in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dERnDTcTMxQ/ToFQz2nMrUI/AAAAAAAAIE4/XFjF_hPB11w/s1600/DSC01628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656891458717527362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dERnDTcTMxQ/ToFQz2nMrUI/AAAAAAAAIE4/XFjF_hPB11w/s320/DSC01628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dvnGoQ2czWo/ToFQLq3YhBI/AAAAAAAAIEo/pFyT3CBxiaQ/s1600/DSC01624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656890768369419282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dvnGoQ2czWo/ToFQLq3YhBI/AAAAAAAAIEo/pFyT3CBxiaQ/s320/DSC01624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was so neat how Harmons' will give you a smash cake for free when you order a large cake. We ordered Spencer a cupcake cake and then got this one for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w87497nACtw/ToFQL5AXLbI/AAAAAAAAIEw/dIQ6fbaX08Y/s1600/DSC01626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656890772165176754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w87497nACtw/ToFQL5AXLbI/AAAAAAAAIEw/dIQ6fbaX08Y/s320/DSC01626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna, Spencer and Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qXqybNhnlHM/ToFQLbfP0hI/AAAAAAAAIEg/PKbbi4EeoJ8/s1600/DSC01621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656890764241654290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qXqybNhnlHM/ToFQLbfP0hI/AAAAAAAAIEg/PKbbi4EeoJ8/s320/DSC01621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer's cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vvAZrJNHjsE/ToFQLKQ1OjI/AAAAAAAAIEY/2FvrPyEPRyc/s1600/DSC01618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656890759617788466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vvAZrJNHjsE/ToFQLKQ1OjI/AAAAAAAAIEY/2FvrPyEPRyc/s320/DSC01618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ate at Cracker Barrel when Jason first arrived into town. This is us digesting our yummy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iRmfYvoBEWU/ToFPot7De0I/AAAAAAAAIEQ/EVIW-u7gMDQ/s1600/DSC01615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656890167894702914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iRmfYvoBEWU/ToFPot7De0I/AAAAAAAAIEQ/EVIW-u7gMDQ/s320/DSC01615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln loved playing with the tee game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QvyLgNVyQPQ/ToFPoV513yI/AAAAAAAAIEI/Ip3advWVQXg/s1600/DSC01613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656890161447165730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QvyLgNVyQPQ/ToFPoV513yI/AAAAAAAAIEI/Ip3advWVQXg/s320/DSC01613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer got sung to and then got this huge piece of cake all to himself. He did share with Lincoln. Such a good kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKZ0gD5UDvU/ToFPoDvC2nI/AAAAAAAAIEA/UL64Bd5cRSQ/s1600/DSC01612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656890156570040946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKZ0gD5UDvU/ToFPoDvC2nI/AAAAAAAAIEA/UL64Bd5cRSQ/s320/DSC01612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is at the hotel. We hung this bouncer for Lucas to have fun with. He loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nQNjy6bb3Y/ToFPn08Z_lI/AAAAAAAAID4/rCAb3D6FCpM/s1600/DSC01610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656890152599551570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nQNjy6bb3Y/ToFPn08Z_lI/AAAAAAAAID4/rCAb3D6FCpM/s320/DSC01610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you see the cart....now that's just the boys stuff and mine. Not my mom's or sisters. I know, it's so sad. But I didn't want to leave something at home that I needed, so I packed the whole house. I think you can see the couch in there somewhere along with the kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8hdLUV9VM4/ToFPFJblgBI/AAAAAAAAIDw/Pc7iuCFndB8/s1600/DSC01608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656889556803616786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8hdLUV9VM4/ToFPFJblgBI/AAAAAAAAIDw/Pc7iuCFndB8/s320/DSC01608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another shot of our crap-ola. I don't know how to simplify. Can you tell? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sauRFdH9y38/ToFPE3TervI/AAAAAAAAIDo/X_ovcRltRio/s1600/DSC01604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656889551937777394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sauRFdH9y38/ToFPE3TervI/AAAAAAAAIDo/X_ovcRltRio/s320/DSC01604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys in the bathtub. Do you thing they need haircuts? Ummmmm, yeah me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHQDpGcW9TI/ToFPEq4HqEI/AAAAAAAAIDg/ym7LD8wwm-E/s1600/DSC01602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656889548601796674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHQDpGcW9TI/ToFPEq4HqEI/AAAAAAAAIDg/ym7LD8wwm-E/s320/DSC01602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uetWkYXmtA8/ToFPELakBzI/AAAAAAAAIDY/ooNvnNdwA-k/s1600/DSC01601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656889540156327730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uetWkYXmtA8/ToFPELakBzI/AAAAAAAAIDY/ooNvnNdwA-k/s320/DSC01601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another shot of Lucas asleep in his bouncer. He really doesn't mind it....I know what you're thinking....and yes, I put him in his crib right after I snapped this picture. I promise, I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BsX-HWZoV-o/ToFOe_KvhLI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/E4A12L0IR5Q/s1600/DSC01596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656888901213586610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BsX-HWZoV-o/ToFOe_KvhLI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/E4A12L0IR5Q/s320/DSC01596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok....it was after this picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxvUhpTGSCk/ToFOesrpWRI/AAAAAAAAIDI/eS334i3wvNc/s1600/DSC01593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656888896251320594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxvUhpTGSCk/ToFOesrpWRI/AAAAAAAAIDI/eS334i3wvNc/s320/DSC01593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys and I went to see Brenna in action at her soccer game. She was a little pro. It was so cute seeing her in her uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HlPNDaoEm5M/ToFOeYC5G0I/AAAAAAAAIDA/zivfGFOMZig/s1600/DSC01589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656888890711677762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HlPNDaoEm5M/ToFOeYC5G0I/AAAAAAAAIDA/zivfGFOMZig/s320/DSC01589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lincoln was enjoying his fun dip....or should I say, his sugar rush on a stick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTML65XL6s8/ToFN6K1yWGI/AAAAAAAAIC4/Bk0Jwsi9dXg/s1600/DSC01588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656888268691757154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PTML65XL6s8/ToFN6K1yWGI/AAAAAAAAIC4/Bk0Jwsi9dXg/s320/DSC01588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go Brenna!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YffMDAYkwZk/ToFN54r5FXI/AAAAAAAAICw/qci3fUE_0ek/s1600/DSC01580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656888263818417522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YffMDAYkwZk/ToFN54r5FXI/AAAAAAAAICw/qci3fUE_0ek/s320/DSC01580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tessa's game was later that day, but it was cancelled, so I don't have any action shots, but I got this one. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FkqzeUyASuw/ToFN5Xp1vqI/AAAAAAAAICo/ToT8t9T3DVs/s1600/DSC01579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656888254951440034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FkqzeUyASuw/ToFN5Xp1vqI/AAAAAAAAICo/ToT8t9T3DVs/s320/DSC01579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so unprepared for this game. I didn't have a blanket for the boys to sit on, no chair for myself, and no water to drink. Thank goodness for Prentiss and Jon. They are such great parents. I on the other hand, am a horrible mom. I forgot how hot it got down there, my boys were melting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02c6tZrpT2Q/ToFNc6Nm2II/AAAAAAAAICg/qPv_Trh7Yps/s1600/DSC01578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656887766012057730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02c6tZrpT2Q/ToFNc6Nm2II/AAAAAAAAICg/qPv_Trh7Yps/s320/DSC01578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shMpkMvwY9E/ToFNcqLCoaI/AAAAAAAAICY/W6mveTwhSRQ/s1600/DSC01576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656887761706328482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shMpkMvwY9E/ToFNcqLCoaI/AAAAAAAAICY/W6mveTwhSRQ/s320/DSC01576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gzDvavfIJ8Y/ToFNcXX8vnI/AAAAAAAAICQ/fbCRWZMz44I/s1600/DSC01574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656887756660194930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gzDvavfIJ8Y/ToFNcXX8vnI/AAAAAAAAICQ/fbCRWZMz44I/s320/DSC01574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Spencer likes his Uncle Jonny. He was doing everything Jon was doing. It was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b1I_ohTeR-0/ToFM-4ml2lI/AAAAAAAAICI/W6BVrZq3FUU/s1600/DSC01572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656887250183903826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b1I_ohTeR-0/ToFM-4ml2lI/AAAAAAAAICI/W6BVrZq3FUU/s320/DSC01572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer wanted to play so badly!!! He went out and practiced with her before the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbqZ4iwHDKg/ToFM-tI9OWI/AAAAAAAAICA/HJ3_A0LCX-I/s1600/DSC01571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656887247106816354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbqZ4iwHDKg/ToFM-tI9OWI/AAAAAAAAICA/HJ3_A0LCX-I/s320/DSC01571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas wearing Spencers hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jGRFYbf0cc4/ToFL9VbO1eI/AAAAAAAAIB4/-wQLU5kgGmU/s1600/DSC01570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656886124049520098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jGRFYbf0cc4/ToFL9VbO1eI/AAAAAAAAIB4/-wQLU5kgGmU/s320/DSC01570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25GBz74mv-0/ToFL9MX0mwI/AAAAAAAAIBw/DftJgyZE3sQ/s1600/DSC01567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656886121619299074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25GBz74mv-0/ToFL9MX0mwI/AAAAAAAAIBw/DftJgyZE3sQ/s320/DSC01567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture. Spencer is such a great big brother. He loves playing with Luke and entertaining him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAIjRi1AqIA/ToFL8ySZiLI/AAAAAAAAIBo/YgmgKmDc2Y8/s1600/DSC01566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656886114617231538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAIjRi1AqIA/ToFL8ySZiLI/AAAAAAAAIBo/YgmgKmDc2Y8/s320/DSC01566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-encpoW1trVM/ToFL7iUBOlI/AAAAAAAAIBg/8M6BH9J16kU/s1600/DSC01564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656886093149190738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-encpoW1trVM/ToFL7iUBOlI/AAAAAAAAIBg/8M6BH9J16kU/s320/DSC01564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VXycYbSwWMM/ToFL7ZGxSAI/AAAAAAAAIBY/HvDye_5gkY8/s1600/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656886090677700610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VXycYbSwWMM/ToFL7ZGxSAI/AAAAAAAAIBY/HvDye_5gkY8/s320/DSC01558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is when we were waiting for Aunt Joni to join us for dinner when we first got there. We did have a great time, it was just really busy. It seems like every time we get home we need a couple days to just relax and wind down from a weekend of fun. &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&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&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/8215347765542161023-2353914291412555396?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/2353914291412555396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=2353914291412555396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/2353914291412555396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/2353914291412555396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/09/jam-packed-visit.html' title='Jam-packed visit'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-dm9-JtDfoHU/ToFikoO_J8I/AAAAAAAAILw/RAUmgk3bRV4/s72-c/DSC01887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-2617927488562668572</id><published>2011-09-26T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:03:51.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy....Busy Sept. 4th - 11th</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656875693863324594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7wg3b5ooq_Q/ToFCeN9Dy7I/AAAAAAAAIBQ/mcWDfxMkap0/s320/DSC01552.JPG" /&gt;So this was the conclusion to our Hale family get together for the month of Sept. Micah went outside with the boys to play and about 10 minutes later, Micah was screaming holding on to her elbow. They took her to the ER and 2 1/2 hrs later came back with this on. The doctor told them that she broke 2 bones in her elbow and she might need surgery on it. She was a real trooper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EIGGPq73NYg/ToFCdyYYZrI/AAAAAAAAIBI/S5xUeoVFOEY/s1600/DSC01549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656875686461728434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EIGGPq73NYg/ToFCdyYYZrI/AAAAAAAAIBI/S5xUeoVFOEY/s320/DSC01549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is right when they got back from the ER, she has pain meds in her and she was feeling a little loopy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ai5EST9ux04/ToFCdrivOuI/AAAAAAAAIBA/bWH_oRXEzx0/s1600/DSC01548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656875684626119394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ai5EST9ux04/ToFCdrivOuI/AAAAAAAAIBA/bWH_oRXEzx0/s320/DSC01548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uF49OP7a6xk/ToFBz3rXd4I/AAAAAAAAIA4/mBzivZcx5GY/s1600/DSC01543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656874966329030530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uF49OP7a6xk/ToFBz3rXd4I/AAAAAAAAIA4/mBzivZcx5GY/s320/DSC01543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Britney's wedding (Tena's daughter) and the boys were loving all the dancing that went on. They had moves I've never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Qt5d5cHu4M/ToFBzvqtj1I/AAAAAAAAIAw/-wndC4uAD3s/s1600/DSC01540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656874964178800466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Qt5d5cHu4M/ToFBzvqtj1I/AAAAAAAAIAw/-wndC4uAD3s/s320/DSC01540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer strutting his stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDvZN9obuyQ/ToFBzdXkEyI/AAAAAAAAIAo/41Y37hnVOjI/s1600/DSC01532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656874959266648866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDvZN9obuyQ/ToFBzdXkEyI/AAAAAAAAIAo/41Y37hnVOjI/s320/DSC01532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank goodness for Aunt Alisa, she saves the day again....for the millionth time. She brought her IPad so the boys can play with it. The wedding was at 3pm and the reception was at 7pm so there was a LONG time to kill. The boys did exceptionally well, all 3 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gE48JWdoDIU/ToFBy6QTmwI/AAAAAAAAIAg/S8hMCuDhoUk/s1600/DSC01530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656874949840968450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gE48JWdoDIU/ToFBy6QTmwI/AAAAAAAAIAg/S8hMCuDhoUk/s320/DSC01530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kambry showing us how adorable she is. She is such a little cutie pie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dMtIVIGOSE8/ToFBymR-aCI/AAAAAAAAIAY/fRNioV5DVlM/s1600/DSC01527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656874944479258658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dMtIVIGOSE8/ToFBymR-aCI/AAAAAAAAIAY/fRNioV5DVlM/s320/DSC01527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I mean seriously.....can she be any cuter. I think not!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-63jNokHehaQ/ToFBB84C6_I/AAAAAAAAIAQ/qEzuhdOjhn8/s1600/DSC01521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656874108730928114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-63jNokHehaQ/ToFBB84C6_I/AAAAAAAAIAQ/qEzuhdOjhn8/s320/DSC01521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She always is the life of the party, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uSyClmxRWL0/ToFBBdYcp-I/AAAAAAAAIAI/bzE1nXSZ208/s1600/DSC01519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656874100276897762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uSyClmxRWL0/ToFBBdYcp-I/AAAAAAAAIAI/bzE1nXSZ208/s320/DSC01519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8V5X15At1U/ToFBBLocStI/AAAAAAAAIAA/i2eEngvnOtw/s1600/DSC01517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656874095512144594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8V5X15At1U/ToFBBLocStI/AAAAAAAAIAA/i2eEngvnOtw/s320/DSC01517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Kev helping out with the tables. The boys also tried to help, but I think they were just more in the way than anything, but they thought they were helping, that counts for something....right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AZEMfMJksvs/ToFBA83sDfI/AAAAAAAAH_4/pTWdug-P2Lo/s1600/DSC01515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656874091549560306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AZEMfMJksvs/ToFBA83sDfI/AAAAAAAAH_4/pTWdug-P2Lo/s320/DSC01515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kambry showing some lovin to her cousin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__wdETh1w2A/ToFBAp0fr_I/AAAAAAAAH_w/pqimbgNiOLg/s1600/DSC01508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656874086435893234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__wdETh1w2A/ToFBAp0fr_I/AAAAAAAAH_w/pqimbgNiOLg/s320/DSC01508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lincoln not minding it a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9QANv1fEukU/ToFALE9jdPI/AAAAAAAAH_o/I4vTI22Bes4/s1600/DSC01506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656873166008710386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9QANv1fEukU/ToFALE9jdPI/AAAAAAAAH_o/I4vTI22Bes4/s320/DSC01506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OaqZDUNxKB4/ToFAK2i8l6I/AAAAAAAAH_g/zr3_0knt7ME/s1600/DSC01505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656873162139015074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OaqZDUNxKB4/ToFAK2i8l6I/AAAAAAAAH_g/zr3_0knt7ME/s320/DSC01505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas now wanting a piece of the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S8TkAVUXY8Y/ToFAKtW4ccI/AAAAAAAAH_Y/PF_c1VdQO7o/s1600/DSC01500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656873159672492482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S8TkAVUXY8Y/ToFAKtW4ccI/AAAAAAAAH_Y/PF_c1VdQO7o/s320/DSC01500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_mbjtI4x5c/ToFAKYyoRbI/AAAAAAAAH_Q/ETwusnXsrDg/s1600/DSC01499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656873154151728562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_mbjtI4x5c/ToFAKYyoRbI/AAAAAAAAH_Q/ETwusnXsrDg/s320/DSC01499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer so innocent looking....what's he up to? That's what I'm thinking. Is that so bad....this look and I wonder, "What's been broken or wrecked?" Yes, I am that type of mom, but the sad thing is that 80% of the time, I'm right. Ahhh man!! Just kidding, he's a pretty good kid. I have been very lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0N62lsSf3U/ToFAKC8nYXI/AAAAAAAAH_I/JfLdGvxx7GQ/s1600/DSC01498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656873148288033138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0N62lsSf3U/ToFAKC8nYXI/AAAAAAAAH_I/JfLdGvxx7GQ/s320/DSC01498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again another time Lucas just bounced himself to sleep. It doesn't help that it's actually 3 in the morning and he's still in there from breakfast.....really, all of you who read that thought I was serious. You either are horrible or I am really portrayed poorly....or is this just how I am.....no one will ever know. But seriously, really you thought I'd do that. I at least take him out to feed him and make sure his diaper isn't leaking down his leg. You know the occasional part-time mom bit. Always doing my job....well part-time that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8S9ZT84pTc/ToE_TEKjy2I/AAAAAAAAH_A/5ZHlEPjozvw/s1600/DSC01496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656872203722148706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8S9ZT84pTc/ToE_TEKjy2I/AAAAAAAAH_A/5ZHlEPjozvw/s320/DSC01496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Come on people this is the same time, just a different angle.....or is it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pxlB_7YYTQ/ToE_S5PYMFI/AAAAAAAAH-4/XvBV2MX8DMQ/s1600/DSC01493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656872200789569618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pxlB_7YYTQ/ToE_S5PYMFI/AAAAAAAAH-4/XvBV2MX8DMQ/s320/DSC01493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-arNJkxFShjA/ToE_SiIvTQI/AAAAAAAAH-w/lV6v9W8lqCA/s1600/DSC01490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656872194587708674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-arNJkxFShjA/ToE_SiIvTQI/AAAAAAAAH-w/lV6v9W8lqCA/s320/DSC01490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See, what did I say. He gets out of his jumper now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lcn_AEkE_Ps/ToE_Sfqx1fI/AAAAAAAAH-o/LWQ23hJTa_w/s1600/DSC01486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656872193925174770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lcn_AEkE_Ps/ToE_Sfqx1fI/AAAAAAAAH-o/LWQ23hJTa_w/s320/DSC01486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, this looks really bad. I really can't explain myself out of this one....so let's move on...shall we. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ozvrtue1SR8/ToE_SDfs_nI/AAAAAAAAH-g/mQGqrQW8UqI/s1600/DSC01485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656872186362527346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ozvrtue1SR8/ToE_SDfs_nI/AAAAAAAAH-g/mQGqrQW8UqI/s320/DSC01485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBv8pXFv8AM/ToE-iBc4cuI/AAAAAAAAH-Y/npYwItVY-hM/s1600/DSC01481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656871361180103394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBv8pXFv8AM/ToE-iBc4cuI/AAAAAAAAH-Y/npYwItVY-hM/s320/DSC01481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ec9HMy9iC7U/ToE-h_D2KkI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/Wf14MnCItaM/s1600/DSC01482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656871360538225218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ec9HMy9iC7U/ToE-h_D2KkI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/Wf14MnCItaM/s320/DSC01482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doesn't he look so peaceful. He's such a good kid that he wakes up, looks around and bounces himself back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-npUrUE34fho/ToE-hhxYYII/AAAAAAAAH-I/TT1MM6lcj-0/s1600/DSC01475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656871352676147330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-npUrUE34fho/ToE-hhxYYII/AAAAAAAAH-I/TT1MM6lcj-0/s320/DSC01475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you like the spit up in his mouth as he is smiling. But it's still a good picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ncyA1-hOEi4/ToE-hSd-YDI/AAAAAAAAH-A/bZRpfI0d1JI/s1600/DSC01464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656871348568219698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ncyA1-hOEi4/ToE-hSd-YDI/AAAAAAAAH-A/bZRpfI0d1JI/s320/DSC01464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason's parent came in for a visit and they stayed at a hotel nearby, so this is Spencer all ready to go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWxRDtIOd8o/ToE-hBAqHII/AAAAAAAAH94/Qxeq6odvHzQ/s1600/DSC01462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656871343881854082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWxRDtIOd8o/ToE-hBAqHII/AAAAAAAAH94/Qxeq6odvHzQ/s320/DSC01462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas wearing his Papa's glasses. So cute. We had a good visit with them, even though it's always too short. &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/8215347765542161023-2617927488562668572?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/2617927488562668572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=2617927488562668572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/2617927488562668572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/2617927488562668572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/09/busybusy-sept-4th-11th.html' title='Busy....Busy Sept. 4th - 11th'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-7wg3b5ooq_Q/ToFCeN9Dy7I/AAAAAAAAIBQ/mcWDfxMkap0/s72-c/DSC01552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-1578816592135696946</id><published>2011-09-01T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T22:54:11.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little 7 month old!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijIXSVTXWao/TmBsY0y6HVI/AAAAAAAAH9o/YG-De1a7SW0/s1600/DSC01454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647633106467429714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijIXSVTXWao/TmBsY0y6HVI/AAAAAAAAH9o/YG-De1a7SW0/s320/DSC01454.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know this is what most or even all parents say, but seriously......Where as the time gone!!!! It flew by and now my little Lucas is 7 months old. This little boy is absolutely what I needed for a 3rd son. He is so awesome!!! He is such a happy little boy!!! I am so lucky and blessed to have him in our lives. I know I have 2 other boys, but I really think God knew this little angel needed to be in our family. He brings such an awesome little spirit into our home. I can be in the worst mood and look over at Luke and all I get are smiles and giggles. Nobody could continue on to be in a bad mood after that. I know because I've tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pGR3ZL2FGes/TmBsYnfVj-I/AAAAAAAAH9g/hZqvXNbqXQU/s1600/DSC01453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647633102895681506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pGR3ZL2FGes/TmBsYnfVj-I/AAAAAAAAH9g/hZqvXNbqXQU/s320/DSC01453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He has 2 sharp little teeth now. He hasn't run the high fevers like his brothers. He was a little fussy, but I'd take that over 105 degree fevers like Spencer and Lincoln had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ziT2WXls6Ik/TmBsYNQ200I/AAAAAAAAH9Y/HunZ1a8fTrA/s1600/DSC01452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647633095855625026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ziT2WXls6Ik/TmBsYNQ200I/AAAAAAAAH9Y/HunZ1a8fTrA/s320/DSC01452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just adore my boys. I know I tease all the time about how horrible they are and how much I don't take care of them, but they do make me happy each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uGRsubDEbiU/TmBr7h0RtqI/AAAAAAAAH9Q/HdyADay4mTw/s1600/DSC01449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647632603156690594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uGRsubDEbiU/TmBr7h0RtqI/AAAAAAAAH9Q/HdyADay4mTw/s320/DSC01449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qKah-OfXD0U/TmBr7TGH0II/AAAAAAAAH9I/9syfT5tuyGU/s1600/DSC01443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647632599205007490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qKah-OfXD0U/TmBr7TGH0II/AAAAAAAAH9I/9syfT5tuyGU/s320/DSC01443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little blue eyes!!! I don't know.....he really doesn't look anything like me. Good thing, huh... lucky boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFiLz92Lb_A/TmBr7ITU3fI/AAAAAAAAH9A/6wAdp-8awa4/s1600/DSC01439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647632596307598834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFiLz92Lb_A/TmBr7ITU3fI/AAAAAAAAH9A/6wAdp-8awa4/s320/DSC01439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Prunes were a hit. He was a little backed up so we decided to put an end to that. He liked them, can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdP6FulQD_s/TmBr6y-u-DI/AAAAAAAAH84/6MpAhw3EbCA/s1600/DSC01433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647632590584084530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdP6FulQD_s/TmBr6y-u-DI/AAAAAAAAH84/6MpAhw3EbCA/s320/DSC01433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't find the boys 6-9 month clothes so he is in 12-18 month clothes right now. Good thing pj's are supposed to be tight. Anyways, I love this little boy and am so happy he's in our family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-1578816592135696946?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1578816592135696946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=1578816592135696946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1578816592135696946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1578816592135696946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-little-7-month-old.html' title='Our little 7 month old!!!'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-ijIXSVTXWao/TmBsY0y6HVI/AAAAAAAAH9o/YG-De1a7SW0/s72-c/DSC01454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-3959050344863935585</id><published>2011-09-01T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T22:36:39.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day out with the boys</title><content type='html'>Spencer always asks, "Mom, why can't you and dad take Lincoln and me on a date sometime". So we decided to make his wish come true. We took them to lunch at the yummy CheeseCake Factory and then went bowling. The boys were in heaven to have us together as a family all day. We asked Spencer if he wanted to do the bowling with the lights on or off. He said, "I want it dark, mom because if I mess up, nobody will see it". Smart boy!! So we decided to do the cosmic bowling. It was so fun. Lincoln loved the lasers going crazy all over the floor. The boys kept trying to step on the red dots. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647535190000131986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CfuFNKqmwRw/TmATVVh535I/AAAAAAAAH8w/EzTnBwhtVgk/s320/DSC01303.JPG" /&gt; When it was time to put in our names into the computer, Spencer turned to me and said, "Look mom, they know we're here, it has our last name on there". It made me laugh so hard. He is so inquisitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ulw9YRpiB0E/TmATVClfm1I/AAAAAAAAH8o/F696sWH7f38/s1600/DSC01305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647535184914914130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ulw9YRpiB0E/TmATVClfm1I/AAAAAAAAH8o/F696sWH7f38/s320/DSC01305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lincoln liked the shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--AryZbiqaf0/TmATU69GI0I/AAAAAAAAH8g/Pbgf4EJUxTU/s1600/DSC01306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647535182866424642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--AryZbiqaf0/TmATU69GI0I/AAAAAAAAH8g/Pbgf4EJUxTU/s320/DSC01306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason showing the boys how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wh9TjJEfgPE/TmATUiJ8nyI/AAAAAAAAH8Y/ydIMlHKXBks/s1600/DSC01307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647535176209440546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wh9TjJEfgPE/TmATUiJ8nyI/AAAAAAAAH8Y/ydIMlHKXBks/s320/DSC01307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We let the boys do it themselves as long as they wanted, but when the boys push it down the lane and the ball is going so slow that when it gets to the pins it just stops, we knew it was time for the ramp. The boys had the best time though. They would push it and then run back before it hit the pins just to see the screen do the animation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-827msa4tZEk/TmASztXvp7I/AAAAAAAAH8Q/T1vCFrS2aqc/s1600/DSC01309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647534612284417970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-827msa4tZEk/TmASztXvp7I/AAAAAAAAH8Q/T1vCFrS2aqc/s320/DSC01309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--rys3Ww2h1I/TmASzU1VhxI/AAAAAAAAH8I/blmjr0uznVs/s1600/DSC01312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647534605697648402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--rys3Ww2h1I/TmASzU1VhxI/AAAAAAAAH8I/blmjr0uznVs/s320/DSC01312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer anxiously awaiting the pins to drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NLbAiZymdvk/TmASzCnZPwI/AAAAAAAAH8A/zmjafWZAoVE/s1600/DSC01318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647534600807333634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NLbAiZymdvk/TmASzCnZPwI/AAAAAAAAH8A/zmjafWZAoVE/s320/DSC01318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was trying to teach Lincoln how to push it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9WzKvyoCdoQ/TmASy-7v_SI/AAAAAAAAH74/GXYZHKFuGa0/s1600/DSC01322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647534599818968354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9WzKvyoCdoQ/TmASy-7v_SI/AAAAAAAAH74/GXYZHKFuGa0/s320/DSC01322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how Lincoln would sit to see what would happen. Five minutes later when the pins would acually get hit, he would jump up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RUN1q35h6tU/TmASHY425lI/AAAAAAAAH7w/0vcCT610ocI/s1600/DSC01328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533850871916114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RUN1q35h6tU/TmASHY425lI/AAAAAAAAH7w/0vcCT610ocI/s320/DSC01328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My turn. I am horrible at this game, but I still love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rd6r4o6yEw/TmASHMpt8JI/AAAAAAAAH7o/AW-PIWX8Xas/s1600/DSC01330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533847587188882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rd6r4o6yEw/TmASHMpt8JI/AAAAAAAAH7o/AW-PIWX8Xas/s320/DSC01330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spencer's turn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3eQyRattf4/TmASGzkqa4I/AAAAAAAAH7g/1h0QtQOyvhI/s1600/DSC01331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533840855100290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3eQyRattf4/TmASGzkqa4I/AAAAAAAAH7g/1h0QtQOyvhI/s320/DSC01331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The suspense is killing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JSkxpAOL03o/TmASGsxjJlI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/0s3yPD9NnI0/s1600/DSC01335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533839030101586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JSkxpAOL03o/TmASGsxjJlI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/0s3yPD9NnI0/s320/DSC01335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lincoln looking with his "nunoculars".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cplG25fBHd4/TmARmUhGnfI/AAAAAAAAH7Q/pSFkxXVAr_k/s1600/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533282762857970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cplG25fBHd4/TmARmUhGnfI/AAAAAAAAH7Q/pSFkxXVAr_k/s320/DSC01337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln's turn. It is the cutest thing when he pushes this thing down the lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-rkeDqoqps/TmARmER-lMI/AAAAAAAAH7I/ne-S9ZxF-LI/s1600/DSC01339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533278404449474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2-rkeDqoqps/TmARmER-lMI/AAAAAAAAH7I/ne-S9ZxF-LI/s320/DSC01339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His "nunoculars" again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaPc32IT-VQ/TmARl2LAP6I/AAAAAAAAH7A/JWCqK57LHio/s1600/DSC01340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533274617102242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaPc32IT-VQ/TmARl2LAP6I/AAAAAAAAH7A/JWCqK57LHio/s320/DSC01340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kxM-jy0HGyw/TmARlt9hAhI/AAAAAAAAH64/kcEyu8ftBv0/s1600/DSC01342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647533272413045266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kxM-jy0HGyw/TmARlt9hAhI/AAAAAAAAH64/kcEyu8ftBv0/s320/DSC01342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad's turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ag88R057nGA/TmARByIt2-I/AAAAAAAAH6o/6gl1YhPiN_4/s1600/DSC01346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647532655058476002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ag88R057nGA/TmARByIt2-I/AAAAAAAAH6o/6gl1YhPiN_4/s320/DSC01346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved this picture even though it's blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDgVGYhBE_Y/TmARBpdPW1I/AAAAAAAAH6g/fXHp5erqAMM/s1600/DSC01351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647532652728638290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDgVGYhBE_Y/TmARBpdPW1I/AAAAAAAAH6g/fXHp5erqAMM/s320/DSC01351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ramp was a lifesaver. I think we'd still be there right now if we were having the boys push the ball down the lane. Really....seriously!!!! We'd still be there......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1lffh47pwM/TmARBQpIgQI/AAAAAAAAH6Y/XmIT_zQ0tx4/s1600/DSC01354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647532646067634434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1lffh47pwM/TmARBQpIgQI/AAAAAAAAH6Y/XmIT_zQ0tx4/s320/DSC01354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke wanted a turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iqyKeOztHb8/TmAQdmuEFRI/AAAAAAAAH6Q/Q7ymwudgp8c/s1600/DSC01358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647532033518605586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iqyKeOztHb8/TmAQdmuEFRI/AAAAAAAAH6Q/Q7ymwudgp8c/s320/DSC01358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZXL0q8blI4/TmAQdQ-idLI/AAAAAAAAH6I/_Smq1xKGWb8/s1600/DSC01365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647532027682124978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZXL0q8blI4/TmAQdQ-idLI/AAAAAAAAH6I/_Smq1xKGWb8/s320/DSC01365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys waiting their turn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4VP4wX0UAA/TmAQdNYKHTI/AAAAAAAAH6A/DN9WE0FdIFg/s1600/DSC01368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647532026715839794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l4VP4wX0UAA/TmAQdNYKHTI/AAAAAAAAH6A/DN9WE0FdIFg/s320/DSC01368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to show this screen because Spencer kept pointing at it saying, "Look mom, they really like us here, huh. They have our last name all over the screen", then he would point to the people next to us and ask if their last name is on their screen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9IjLVHGz_g/TmAQcyuCGbI/AAAAAAAAH54/ioQlKjRIVX8/s1600/DSC01370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647532019559831986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9IjLVHGz_g/TmAQcyuCGbI/AAAAAAAAH54/ioQlKjRIVX8/s320/DSC01370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is such a nice place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/---8EIwAQtHI/TmAP5UTu4aI/AAAAAAAAH5w/-eNGpEkARIo/s1600/DSC01371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647531410101035426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/---8EIwAQtHI/TmAP5UTu4aI/AAAAAAAAH5w/-eNGpEkARIo/s320/DSC01371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first game score. The boys did great. Jason and I, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gyxVOydoN1Y/TmAP5NXByrI/AAAAAAAAH5o/fK3JkazMUAc/s1600/DSC01375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647531408235809458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gyxVOydoN1Y/TmAP5NXByrI/AAAAAAAAH5o/fK3JkazMUAc/s320/DSC01375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln loved to get his own ball. It was so heavy and he would pick that thing up like a pro. The whole time to the ramp though, I would hear him saying, "it's so heavy.....so heavy...so heavy" under his breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0uwU6oX-Kk0/TmAP4hI7qEI/AAAAAAAAH5g/py931crx_lw/s1600/DSC01380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647531396365527106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0uwU6oX-Kk0/TmAP4hI7qEI/AAAAAAAAH5g/py931crx_lw/s320/DSC01380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So strong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K_fdzJm0i4E/TmAP4oy-PuI/AAAAAAAAH5Y/ORw8PE0-xb4/s1600/DSC01381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647531398420905698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K_fdzJm0i4E/TmAP4oy-PuI/AAAAAAAAH5Y/ORw8PE0-xb4/s320/DSC01381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He would hang on the ramp and swing his legs after he pushed his ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adUQp_rGmAg/TmAPW3QuVvI/AAAAAAAAH5Q/kIhf2vD-zeY/s1600/DSC01383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647530818188236530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adUQp_rGmAg/TmAPW3QuVvI/AAAAAAAAH5Q/kIhf2vD-zeY/s320/DSC01383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spencer would take my ball which was a lot heavy than his and after a couple times heaving this heavy heavy ball to the ramp, I asked him why, he said, "Mom, your ball is my favorite color, green. So I have to use it because it will make me knock more down". It did improve his game, so I don't know. Maybe it's all about the color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9rGfgmL8CdA/TmAPWnTiJeI/AAAAAAAAH5I/-MFaHli5ymM/s1600/DSC01384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647530813905053154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9rGfgmL8CdA/TmAPWnTiJeI/AAAAAAAAH5I/-MFaHli5ymM/s320/DSC01384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas chillin' with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp_s4vCRtzs/TmAPWQmJhrI/AAAAAAAAH5A/HmeBBFZ0oDA/s1600/DSC01388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647530807809115826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp_s4vCRtzs/TmAPWQmJhrI/AAAAAAAAH5A/HmeBBFZ0oDA/s320/DSC01388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrEN-Ynz1sQ/TmAPV5SntTI/AAAAAAAAH44/3oDtAtwiirQ/s1600/DSC01399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647530801553192242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrEN-Ynz1sQ/TmAPV5SntTI/AAAAAAAAH44/3oDtAtwiirQ/s320/DSC01399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6kyFowb53wU/TmAO0GsCHwI/AAAAAAAAH4w/XZ_edNkRW-0/s1600/DSC01398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647530221033889538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6kyFowb53wU/TmAO0GsCHwI/AAAAAAAAH4w/XZ_edNkRW-0/s320/DSC01398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWX06JhsaDg/TmAOzisaYxI/AAAAAAAAH4o/ZHqQieU-Msg/s1600/DSC01400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647530211371803410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWX06JhsaDg/TmAOzisaYxI/AAAAAAAAH4o/ZHqQieU-Msg/s320/DSC01400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/----kafbHWcE/TmAOzQz1UQI/AAAAAAAAH4g/JrrjfsfWQac/s1600/DSC01401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647530206571090178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/----kafbHWcE/TmAOzQz1UQI/AAAAAAAAH4g/JrrjfsfWQac/s320/DSC01401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ihxm3NAfsaw/TmAOzOn_boI/AAAAAAAAH4Y/LqiEsRL02P4/s1600/DSC01402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647530205984550530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ihxm3NAfsaw/TmAOzOn_boI/AAAAAAAAH4Y/LqiEsRL02P4/s320/DSC01402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzHiuZG6QiU/TmAM7bQCexI/AAAAAAAAH4Q/5pqPGuDOrBE/s1600/DSC01407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647528147789445906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzHiuZG6QiU/TmAM7bQCexI/AAAAAAAAH4Q/5pqPGuDOrBE/s320/DSC01407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke's turn. He stood up there holding that ramp with all his might. He's still a little too small, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LXUzdBFDIKA/TmAM7d8I6VI/AAAAAAAAH4I/T2ZpZKb5UeA/s1600/DSC01412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647528148511287634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LXUzdBFDIKA/TmAM7d8I6VI/AAAAAAAAH4I/T2ZpZKb5UeA/s320/DSC01412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But he still pushed the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---7YTFx2VLw/TmAM7Gh8whI/AAAAAAAAH4A/hwYf3hOsFBc/s1600/DSC01413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647528142227423762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---7YTFx2VLw/TmAM7Gh8whI/AAAAAAAAH4A/hwYf3hOsFBc/s320/DSC01413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOeIeyWTYr4/TmAM6_V4lqI/AAAAAAAAH34/CPRQkp6hbMk/s1600/DSC01416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647528140297770658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOeIeyWTYr4/TmAM6_V4lqI/AAAAAAAAH34/CPRQkp6hbMk/s320/DSC01416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last game. I had the same horrible score. Oh well. We did have a good time, we will definatly do it again. &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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-3959050344863935585?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3959050344863935585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=3959050344863935585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3959050344863935585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3959050344863935585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-out-with-boys.html' title='Day out with the boys'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-CfuFNKqmwRw/TmATVVh535I/AAAAAAAAH8w/EzTnBwhtVgk/s72-c/DSC01303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-819760230282837738</id><published>2011-09-01T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T15:50:38.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncing is so tiring!!!</title><content type='html'>I put Lucas in his bouncer every day. He loves it!! The other day I was on the computer hearing him bouncing away, then there was silence.....I looked over and this is how I found him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ecuf-4H1As/TmAJupmvwWI/AAAAAAAAH3o/DeltMxjPmz8/s1600/DSC01422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647524629769601378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ecuf-4H1As/TmAJupmvwWI/AAAAAAAAH3o/DeltMxjPmz8/s320/DSC01422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was totally asleep. Look's comfy, huh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bxm0plyaR5I/TmAJvCSiOjI/AAAAAAAAH3w/SwRgb5JKfQQ/s1600/DSC01431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647524636395715122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bxm0plyaR5I/TmAJvCSiOjI/AAAAAAAAH3w/SwRgb5JKfQQ/s320/DSC01431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a different day. It's so funny because he will be fast asleep then he will wake up and look around. Once he sees me, he bounces a couple more times, then he falls right back to sleep. It's quite hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9guQhzZ4G3A/TmAJudVDJpI/AAAAAAAAH3g/CWduw1_Kpco/s1600/DSC01419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647524626474149522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9guQhzZ4G3A/TmAJudVDJpI/AAAAAAAAH3g/CWduw1_Kpco/s320/DSC01419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mm6TYuDQEA/TmAJuMGt6lI/AAAAAAAAH3Y/OxKfWHclKG4/s1600/DSC01417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647524621850634834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mm6TYuDQEA/TmAJuMGt6lI/AAAAAAAAH3Y/OxKfWHclKG4/s320/DSC01417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiXwmkVcl14/TmAI3Ytcy4I/AAAAAAAAH3Q/rFpi6foeW7Q/s1600/DSC01298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647523680341511042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PiXwmkVcl14/TmAI3Ytcy4I/AAAAAAAAH3Q/rFpi6foeW7Q/s320/DSC01298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is another day. I promise we do take him out now and then. I guess he decided once he found out he could sleep in this thing, he does it all the time now. But I swear, he's not in it all day long. I take him out now and then to change his diaper. Heehee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6WO5fDb_P4/TmAI3FIQqFI/AAAAAAAAH3I/lKs1aLSvMTU/s1600/DSC01297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647523675085252690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6WO5fDb_P4/TmAI3FIQqFI/AAAAAAAAH3I/lKs1aLSvMTU/s320/DSC01297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yWgAK1lJrhU/TmAI28CBQvI/AAAAAAAAH3A/YsI4SB4bC-M/s1600/DSC01291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647523672643158770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yWgAK1lJrhU/TmAI28CBQvI/AAAAAAAAH3A/YsI4SB4bC-M/s320/DSC01291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A different day. See, I do change his outfits, so that means I HAVE to take him out of this thing to do that. I was so worried he would suffocate with his face down in his bib this way. But I checked, he was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OnUgc8RYIsY/TmAI2dbQ2DI/AAAAAAAAH24/9tlG6xeVS38/s1600/DSC01293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647523664427538482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OnUgc8RYIsY/TmAI2dbQ2DI/AAAAAAAAH24/9tlG6xeVS38/s320/DSC01293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you like how he bounced right out of his sock. He's a professional bouncer or should I say jumper. Either way doesn't sound that great. Oh well. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-819760230282837738?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/819760230282837738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=819760230282837738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/819760230282837738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/819760230282837738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/09/bouncing-is-so-tiring.html' title='Bouncing is so tiring!!!'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-0ecuf-4H1As/TmAJupmvwWI/AAAAAAAAH3o/DeltMxjPmz8/s72-c/DSC01422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-3163837047340758538</id><published>2011-09-01T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T15:33:40.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August family get together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VgZRvikeHP0/TmAGmq8f9SI/AAAAAAAAH2w/yUxcc4Iu3YM/s1600/DSC01288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647521194155439394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VgZRvikeHP0/TmAGmq8f9SI/AAAAAAAAH2w/yUxcc4Iu3YM/s320/DSC01288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wa8q1zm-yok/TmAGmYkY3jI/AAAAAAAAH2o/CBzQwTzozZk/s1600/DSC01285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647521189222473266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wa8q1zm-yok/TmAGmYkY3jI/AAAAAAAAH2o/CBzQwTzozZk/s320/DSC01285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLUGapnyPfI/TmAGQ9d2jbI/AAAAAAAAH2g/s_3G1THxz1w/s1600/DSC01283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647520821170048434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLUGapnyPfI/TmAGQ9d2jbI/AAAAAAAAH2g/s_3G1THxz1w/s320/DSC01283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a good time at the Hale family get together. We always miss all of the family that couldn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqp8f9f_ThA/TmAGQSpBAsI/AAAAAAAAH2Y/rmdfzDjTAXU/s1600/DSC01275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647520809674146498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pqp8f9f_ThA/TmAGQSpBAsI/AAAAAAAAH2Y/rmdfzDjTAXU/s320/DSC01275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever since Lucas was born we have put these two kids side by side to see how much they've grown. I think it wasn't until this time that we see how much they have grown. Kambry has totally grown taller. She seems so small until you put her next to Luke. She got so long in just a month, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDO3pTbwVqI/TmAGQFetWSI/AAAAAAAAH2Q/vkMLXaTfWJc/s1600/DSC01277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647520806141253922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDO3pTbwVqI/TmAGQFetWSI/AAAAAAAAH2Q/vkMLXaTfWJc/s320/DSC01277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2WnPAnDtINU/TmAGP_VG22I/AAAAAAAAH2I/O50unSk7TC4/s1600/DSC01273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647520804490369890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2WnPAnDtINU/TmAGP_VG22I/AAAAAAAAH2I/O50unSk7TC4/s320/DSC01273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lincoln showing how tall he is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sADtIu44nAA/TmAFrOWqNTI/AAAAAAAAH2A/TR4QerxiivE/s1600/DSC01269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647520172868252978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sADtIu44nAA/TmAFrOWqNTI/AAAAAAAAH2A/TR4QerxiivE/s320/DSC01269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Micah and Becky came and it was so good to see them. We missed you, Brett. He left for a week to do training. Micah was starting school the next day. She was so excited. I can't believe she is a kindergartener already. Where has the time gone? She is such a pretty little girl, I mean, big girl. Sorry, Micah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GY8r49ej6KE/TmAFq0EM7-I/AAAAAAAAH14/CWFi4Ye_OIg/s1600/DSC01268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647520165811515362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GY8r49ej6KE/TmAFq0EM7-I/AAAAAAAAH14/CWFi4Ye_OIg/s320/DSC01268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Micah giving her Grandma Hale a hug goodbye. It seems like these get togethers last 5 minutes, they go by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-071HX3x4OVg/TmAFqtSQZgI/AAAAAAAAH1w/BmwLABEFjME/s1600/DSC01266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647520163991414274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-071HX3x4OVg/TmAFqtSQZgI/AAAAAAAAH1w/BmwLABEFjME/s320/DSC01266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the cousins plus Tenille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qDpg4wr2d2A/TmAFqduDf4I/AAAAAAAAH1o/TuDvgvSULNs/s1600/DSC01265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647520159813042050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qDpg4wr2d2A/TmAFqduDf4I/AAAAAAAAH1o/TuDvgvSULNs/s320/DSC01265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer, Micah and Kambry&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-3163837047340758538?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3163837047340758538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=3163837047340758538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3163837047340758538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3163837047340758538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/09/august-family-get-together.html' title='August family get together'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-VgZRvikeHP0/TmAGmq8f9SI/AAAAAAAAH2w/yUxcc4Iu3YM/s72-c/DSC01288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-3245040567454980343</id><published>2011-08-22T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T13:41:31.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. appt. &amp; surgery day for poor Lincoln</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SqumCm8NbAQ/TlNO0gKSCYI/AAAAAAAAH1Q/ra6EdsAtVD8/s1600/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643941421918587266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SqumCm8NbAQ/TlNO0gKSCYI/AAAAAAAAH1Q/ra6EdsAtVD8/s320/DSC01109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aug. 1st was Lincoln's appointment at Primary Childrens for his adenoids and tonsils. It took the doctor 5 seconds to decide "yes" he needs then out. He said we could just get the adenoids removed, but it's a 75% chance that he will need his tonsils removed as well later on. So we said, let's just do it all at once. Thank goodness we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRuiUpvRvUI/TlNO0SJ9HUI/AAAAAAAAH1I/cdEPqc4Xf2M/s1600/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643941418159119682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRuiUpvRvUI/TlNO0SJ9HUI/AAAAAAAAH1I/cdEPqc4Xf2M/s320/DSC01112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do have to say, this branch of Primary Childrens was so fun for the kids. The waiting area was so neat. They had all types of activities for the kids to do. Spencer liked playing the xbox360. Waiting the 2 hrs we did for him to be looked at for 5 minutes wasn't all that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5mDdrloOF4/TlNO0JuUPgI/AAAAAAAAH1A/iLj02IBUSP4/s1600/DSC01113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643941415895711234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5mDdrloOF4/TlNO0JuUPgI/AAAAAAAAH1A/iLj02IBUSP4/s320/DSC01113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MgmKNkV06K8/TlNOz7w2sgI/AAAAAAAAH04/ExhhlAntIog/s1600/DSC01114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643941412148261378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MgmKNkV06K8/TlNOz7w2sgI/AAAAAAAAH04/ExhhlAntIog/s320/DSC01114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;So this is the day of the surgery. They got us a surgery day just a week later from the appointment. I was so shocked. We didn't tell Lincoln a thing until on our way to the hospital. We just told him that he would be seeing a doctor, putting on some special funny looking pj's, then he will take a short nap and wake up with an owie in his mouth. He just gave us an "ok, mom and dad", not really understanding anything we just said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so crazy how happy he woke up this morning. He was happy from the time he woke up to the time they took him back. He was singing songs in the car on the way there, he was saying "hi" to everyone he saw as we were walking to the check in desk, and he was pointing out all the stuff he saw on the walls. He was being so adorable. I was feeling so horrible the whole time, he had no idea what he was going to experience. But he did have Teddy right by is side the whole time. They even put a bracelet on Teddy. He held on to him the whole day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4wciKpFjkXI/TlNOO7rXs4I/AAAAAAAAH0w/02czz4zuNV8/s1600/DSC01204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643940776470098818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4wciKpFjkXI/TlNOO7rXs4I/AAAAAAAAH0w/02czz4zuNV8/s320/DSC01204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was right after we got on his "special pj's and silly socks". He was so happy. The nurses kept asking me if he needed to be sedated and when they talked to him, thye realized that wan't necessary. He was so friendly to everyone. It was really unlikehim this early in the morning. I mean we were up at 5:30 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dQABUQ-vF8/TlNODZ1jQ5I/AAAAAAAAH0o/HuDnfPwPBTM/s1600/DSC01206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643940578407433106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dQABUQ-vF8/TlNODZ1jQ5I/AAAAAAAAH0o/HuDnfPwPBTM/s320/DSC01206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He found this baby that had the same "special pj's" on as him and thought she was so cute. He would pat her and say, "you're all right", and then say, "look mom, she is wearing the same pj's like me". This was right before they took him back. We got to walk with him right to the door of the surgery dept. and he then wanted to ride in a car back to the room. So off he went in this little car beeping the horn all the way in the procedure room. Then Jason and I had to go in the waiting room. I think that's the worst part, giving hugs and kisses and then handing over your baby to a total stranger hoping they take the best care of your precious child. I don't know how parents do it who do this on a monthly basis for their sick child. When we entered the waiting area and checked in, a dad came in shortly after us and checked in who had 2 kids in surgery at the same time. I would be a nervous wreck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk4KMglUKqg/TlNODNRpxqI/AAAAAAAAH0g/B5ZOq3SY59g/s1600/DSC01211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643940575035639458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sk4KMglUKqg/TlNODNRpxqI/AAAAAAAAH0g/B5ZOq3SY59g/s320/DSC01211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was so hard to see him this happy and be talking to the surgeon at the same time knowing we won't see this smile on him for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bKn0AM8Z_vk/TlNOC_b4A1I/AAAAAAAAH0Y/DIQGUkcJKs0/s1600/DSC01212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643940571320419154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bKn0AM8Z_vk/TlNOC_b4A1I/AAAAAAAAH0Y/DIQGUkcJKs0/s320/DSC01212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is right after he woke up from the anesthetic. I got him to smile this one time between the whimpers of pain. He wantedhis IV out of his foot righ when he woke up. They only allow one parent back when he first wakes up and as I walked back and saw him, I leaned over and gave him a kiss on his forhead and told him I was there and he shot up out of bed going directly for that IV. He yanked on that right away. The nurse wrapped it up real quick. He was not a happy camper. But eventually we got him sitting up and he ate bites of root beer slushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tExZtwT77Tg/TlNOCul_cDI/AAAAAAAAH0Q/0TxlCmPc2BU/s1600/DSC01213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643940566799446066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tExZtwT77Tg/TlNOCul_cDI/AAAAAAAAH0Q/0TxlCmPc2BU/s320/DSC01213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was so delirious. He kept whimpering saying he wanted to go home to see Spencer and Lucas. He did not want to stay there. At this time they wanted us to stay overnight. I didn't know how he would take having to stay that long with his IV and bracelet on that whole time. They were bugging him really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDXyghmVTP8/TlNNoJJUbzI/AAAAAAAAH0I/scW1D5Arhuk/s1600/DSC01214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643940110070476594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDXyghmVTP8/TlNNoJJUbzI/AAAAAAAAH0I/scW1D5Arhuk/s320/DSC01214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is when all he wanted to do in the hospital is have me hold him. He told me he wanted me to put my hand on Teddy, so that he can get better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__kzdKSUidI/TlNNn2kYCsI/AAAAAAAAH0A/ylPYHtjF20w/s1600/DSC01217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643940105083685570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__kzdKSUidI/TlNNn2kYCsI/AAAAAAAAH0A/ylPYHtjF20w/s320/DSC01217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He didn't let Teddy out of his sight. It didn't matter how much pain he was in, he always had Teddy in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLgiAadMpBo/TlNNnd__toI/AAAAAAAAHz4/-4AUrspTlZg/s1600/DSC01219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643940098488645250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLgiAadMpBo/TlNNnd__toI/AAAAAAAAHz4/-4AUrspTlZg/s320/DSC01219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how he was feeling. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6b56m2OrfS4/TlNNnLnSWhI/AAAAAAAAHzw/ZSpwaal4A6k/s1600/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643940093553170962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6b56m2OrfS4/TlNNnLnSWhI/AAAAAAAAHzw/ZSpwaal4A6k/s320/DSC01220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sores on the sides of his mouth were also really bad. They stretched his mouth open so much that they took forever to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NH9YQacp0no/TlNNN2bWaXI/AAAAAAAAHzo/ENO8eIkQmW4/s1600/DSC01222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643939658369231218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NH9YQacp0no/TlNNN2bWaXI/AAAAAAAAHzo/ENO8eIkQmW4/s320/DSC01222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K78VsRiJV3s/TlNNNvNx82I/AAAAAAAAHzg/kRXFjs8cieQ/s1600/DSC01223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643939656433267554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K78VsRiJV3s/TlNNNvNx82I/AAAAAAAAHzg/kRXFjs8cieQ/s320/DSC01223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All he wanted to do was sleep so when he fell asleep on me, I layed him down on his side and he slept great for a few hours until he opened his eyes and realized nobody wsa holding him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2CUmSkHphE/TlNNNSCim5I/AAAAAAAAHzY/nW683R6G8KI/s1600/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643939648601496466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2CUmSkHphE/TlNNNSCim5I/AAAAAAAAHzY/nW683R6G8KI/s320/DSC01228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ride home was rough. They let us go home later that day, thank goodness and we were stuck in traffic for hours. He would fall asleep and wake up with drool going everywhere and then cry because he was getting all wet. He was so miserable. I totally understand the feeling of all you want is to get home and be in your own bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml2RGDUu2Ug/TlNNNLr5aiI/AAAAAAAAHzQ/6iH9PS6EZVI/s1600/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643939646895909410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml2RGDUu2Ug/TlNNNLr5aiI/AAAAAAAAHzQ/6iH9PS6EZVI/s320/DSC01230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I told you, even in his sleep he never let go of Teddy. It was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-metaOYTxjLY/TlNMqfuH0DI/AAAAAAAAHzI/QeUePhyi0cI/s1600/DSC01231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643939050978529330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-metaOYTxjLY/TlNMqfuH0DI/AAAAAAAAHzI/QeUePhyi0cI/s320/DSC01231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His poor foot where the IV went in was so swollen and sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOMnLU0x2yk/TlNMqHdgnmI/AAAAAAAAHzA/STX5VegXeRE/s1600/DSC01235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643939044466400866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOMnLU0x2yk/TlNMqHdgnmI/AAAAAAAAHzA/STX5VegXeRE/s320/DSC01235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was running a low grade fever and couldn't swallow so this is how we solved that problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7PrN8z0usiQ/TlNMp-kH8ZI/AAAAAAAAHy4/3IggtyrQeuY/s1600/DSC01238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643939042078224786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7PrN8z0usiQ/TlNMp-kH8ZI/AAAAAAAAHy4/3IggtyrQeuY/s320/DSC01238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little bear was in our bed for a week, snoring louder and louder every night. It was funny because Jason snores and I have to tell him to roll over all night long and when this little boy started snoring, Jason turns to me and says, "I can't sleep with that. I might need to sleep outon the couch tonight". I said, "welcome to my world".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MZ_8zDi5V6s/TlNMpvA8owI/AAAAAAAAHyw/u22NGd3yKYU/s1600/DSC01240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643939037904151298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MZ_8zDi5V6s/TlNMpvA8owI/AAAAAAAAHyw/u22NGd3yKYU/s320/DSC01240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Alisa came over on day 3 and brought both boys balloons and Lincoln some ice cream. It was so sweet of her. Those balloons are still floating on day 12. At least the mylar ones are. It was such a great pick-me-up for Lincoln and it was so sweet of Alisa to bring some for Spencer too. He was having a hard time with all the attention on his lil' bro. So it really made his day also. Thanks a bunch, Alisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zW-shTml4vE/TlNL93goMNI/AAAAAAAAHyo/oc0Du0Tihpw/s1600/DSC01242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643938284270268626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zW-shTml4vE/TlNL93goMNI/AAAAAAAAHyo/oc0Du0Tihpw/s320/DSC01242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are Spencer's balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TruVj7DMt3c/TlNL9UbHaMI/AAAAAAAAHyg/jDg0A6iQRlU/s1600/DSC01245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643938274851907778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TruVj7DMt3c/TlNL9UbHaMI/AAAAAAAAHyg/jDg0A6iQRlU/s320/DSC01245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are Lincoln's balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G8ukUKyEgUA/TlNL9EZDThI/AAAAAAAAHyY/RsoIcrqu6G8/s1600/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643938270548282898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G8ukUKyEgUA/TlNL9EZDThI/AAAAAAAAHyY/RsoIcrqu6G8/s320/DSC01257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the balloons that fell after a day. The boys had a great time playing with them on the floor. So I took their picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZd-R4OIU9U/TlNL8x4XjaI/AAAAAAAAHyQ/07GHqEHw2cM/s1600/DSC01261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643938265579359650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZd-R4OIU9U/TlNL8x4XjaI/AAAAAAAAHyQ/07GHqEHw2cM/s320/DSC01261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luke loved playing with these things. He had such a good time that when I tried to pick him up, he was all tied up. &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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-3245040567454980343?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3245040567454980343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=3245040567454980343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3245040567454980343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/3245040567454980343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/08/dr-appt-surgery-day-for-poor-lincoln.html' title='Dr. appt. &amp; surgery day for poor Lincoln'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-SqumCm8NbAQ/TlNO0gKSCYI/AAAAAAAAH1Q/ra6EdsAtVD8/s72-c/DSC01109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-7364903421409222506</id><published>2011-08-22T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:40:37.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had the oppurtunity to baby-sit my niece. She is such a doll baby. Her and Lucas had a blast together. She can crawl and all he does is roll. So she had the clear advantage over him. She loved playing with all his toys. I know there are a lot of pictures of the 2 of them, but it was so cute to see them interact. I know this sounds bad, but they couldn't keep their hands off each other. I told you beforehand it sounded bad, but it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8B8AVIf8VE/TlNDxM3VghI/AAAAAAAAHyA/V4SnPYO91KE/s1600/DSC01125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643929270571336210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8B8AVIf8VE/TlNDxM3VghI/AAAAAAAAHyA/V4SnPYO91KE/s320/DSC01125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3TESVMWaHE/TlNDw7IqKTI/AAAAAAAAHx4/nKV5dXsik28/s1600/DSC01127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643929265812154674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3TESVMWaHE/TlNDw7IqKTI/AAAAAAAAHx4/nKV5dXsik28/s320/DSC01127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you see all the toys around her, it was so funny, she had all the toys around her, but the one she wanted was always the one Lucas had. So when she got the one she wanted from him, I would then take a different one from around her to give him and then that was the one she wanted. It was a vicious cycle and Lucas didn't mind it at all. It was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EYUdzEzrg1U/TlNDOf3c3wI/AAAAAAAAHxw/056aAAuiB1c/s1600/DSC01133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643928674376670978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EYUdzEzrg1U/TlNDOf3c3wI/AAAAAAAAHxw/056aAAuiB1c/s320/DSC01133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She crawled right next to him and layed beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ulV2xKnZOJo/TlNDN5bW93I/AAAAAAAAHxo/mrV0IjUP2hw/s1600/DSC01134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643928664058296178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ulV2xKnZOJo/TlNDN5bW93I/AAAAAAAAHxo/mrV0IjUP2hw/s320/DSC01134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Up5JHa9l0PE/TlNDNwfvDQI/AAAAAAAAHxg/O8j8QrOnsfk/s1600/DSC01136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643928661660732674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Up5JHa9l0PE/TlNDNwfvDQI/AAAAAAAAHxg/O8j8QrOnsfk/s320/DSC01136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vnt6-AqPDNU/TlNDNtbo5sI/AAAAAAAAHxY/ZYOG2sH9E94/s1600/DSC01138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643928660838246082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vnt6-AqPDNU/TlNDNtbo5sI/AAAAAAAAHxY/ZYOG2sH9E94/s320/DSC01138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He reached over and fish hooked her. She didn't know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7HdTXtr4jCg/TlNCkzBgWgI/AAAAAAAAHxQ/B_JmcM9qiEM/s1600/DSC01139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643927957964610050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7HdTXtr4jCg/TlNCkzBgWgI/AAAAAAAAHxQ/B_JmcM9qiEM/s320/DSC01139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She didn't seem to be bothered by him touching her. Ok, I really should stop commenting and just let you see the pictures. So here are the rest of them without the journaling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UUcp9rWZ_xo/TlNCkn2t-WI/AAAAAAAAHxI/zoped6o3mGM/s1600/DSC01142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643927954966575458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UUcp9rWZ_xo/TlNCkn2t-WI/AAAAAAAAHxI/zoped6o3mGM/s320/DSC01142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cJB2u-Eoe2I/TlNCkS1Il4I/AAAAAAAAHxA/LsssCYmIAg0/s1600/DSC01143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643927949322786690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cJB2u-Eoe2I/TlNCkS1Il4I/AAAAAAAAHxA/LsssCYmIAg0/s320/DSC01143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to my cousins wedding (Jason was working) downtown. It was such a neat reception. They had a gelato station where you just tell them the flavor you want and they scoop it up for you, it was so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PWmakZvwIo/TlNCkPS0dWI/AAAAAAAAHw4/ELK6V7FsSUw/s1600/DSC01150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643927948373554530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PWmakZvwIo/TlNCkPS0dWI/AAAAAAAAHw4/ELK6V7FsSUw/s320/DSC01150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas was is such a great mood. He loved peeking over to me and smile and then get shy and fall forward on Grandma. And then start all over again. It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5j7CoFOljM/TlNCCmpSXuI/AAAAAAAAHww/GC2MJBRUbUU/s1600/DSC01154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643927370526252770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5j7CoFOljM/TlNCCmpSXuI/AAAAAAAAHww/GC2MJBRUbUU/s320/DSC01154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Hale didn't like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa_UOktObYU/TlNCCSz0QaI/AAAAAAAAHwo/y7YWoTcmbD8/s1600/DSC01162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643927365201707426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa_UOktObYU/TlNCCSz0QaI/AAAAAAAAHwo/y7YWoTcmbD8/s320/DSC01162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank goodness for family. By this point of the night I had had it. Keeping track of 2 crazy kids who kept going up to anyone that came by hugging them (Spencer thinks that everyone at these type of events are family so he is so friendly) and holding a 6 month old was a little too much for me. Every time I'd look away and look back, one of the boys was missing. Thank goodness for Aunts and Uncles and Grandmas who keep an eye out for them and help me out. It was such a lifesaver. After yelling at the boys at several occasions, Aunt Tenille had Spencer on her lap with her smartphone paying a game and Aunt Alisa had Lincoln in her arms singing songs and dancing. Thank you so much for all your help this night sisters. You saved my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x1JOfKff4Ic/TlNCCPcWw0I/AAAAAAAAHwg/m1hnb0V9ybM/s1600/DSC01163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643927364297999170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x1JOfKff4Ic/TlNCCPcWw0I/AAAAAAAAHwg/m1hnb0V9ybM/s320/DSC01163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDaWp6W5Wqc/TlNCBlwpg6I/AAAAAAAAHwY/q4IspA7N0O0/s1600/DSC01165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643927353108824994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDaWp6W5Wqc/TlNCBlwpg6I/AAAAAAAAHwY/q4IspA7N0O0/s320/DSC01165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06j73JAEB_w/TlNBesuFBhI/AAAAAAAAHwQ/9YHVy2JOLf8/s1600/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643926753681671698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06j73JAEB_w/TlNBesuFBhI/AAAAAAAAHwQ/9YHVy2JOLf8/s320/DSC01170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bride and her dad were having their daddy daughter dance and playing a sweet song and I look over and Kevin is dancing with his daughter. It was so sweet!!! In the future, this picture will be happening at Kambry's wedding. Wow, that was wierd to think of. I hope time flies by very slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlREYfqF4gQ/TlNBeQ3_KPI/AAAAAAAAHwI/yHXapVRPAME/s1600/DSC01172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643926746207037682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KlREYfqF4gQ/TlNBeQ3_KPI/AAAAAAAAHwI/yHXapVRPAME/s320/DSC01172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know this little girl is so loved by just the looks Kevin and Tenille give her. You can feel the love Kevin and Tenille have for this little girl. She is one special little girl. They are the cutest family ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JD8VGv4rfTI/TlNBeO2bRDI/AAAAAAAAHwA/LmP6_73J1JY/s1600/DSC01175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643926745663620146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JD8VGv4rfTI/TlNBeO2bRDI/AAAAAAAAHwA/LmP6_73J1JY/s320/DSC01175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have never seen Kevin look at someone with more love, besides Tenille. He loves this little girl more than anything in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IiEHz9g-zNw/TlNBd2j-p9I/AAAAAAAAHv4/qKixfA0VXvs/s1600/DSC01176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643926739143796690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IiEHz9g-zNw/TlNBd2j-p9I/AAAAAAAAHv4/qKixfA0VXvs/s320/DSC01176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66VBR7_UFHk/TlNA_wbQHZI/AAAAAAAAHvw/3foeyVeRZfI/s1600/DSC01182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643926222100503954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66VBR7_UFHk/TlNA_wbQHZI/AAAAAAAAHvw/3foeyVeRZfI/s320/DSC01182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln loves his Aunt "Seesa". He loves to sing with her and dance with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_y7J5ozYy6Y/TlNA_4_Ml4I/AAAAAAAAHvo/smlH-jqTSjo/s1600/DSC01185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643926224398751618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_y7J5ozYy6Y/TlNA_4_Ml4I/AAAAAAAAHvo/smlH-jqTSjo/s320/DSC01185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He kept putting his hands on her cheeks and then leaning in and giving her a big smooch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofiYnPh_02s/TlNA_jxk-1I/AAAAAAAAHvg/WaRe7r5Idek/s1600/DSC01188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643926218704485202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofiYnPh_02s/TlNA_jxk-1I/AAAAAAAAHvg/WaRe7r5Idek/s320/DSC01188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XjW-Xe0LErw/TlNA_S1d6qI/AAAAAAAAHvY/LXKrbwQlzFM/s1600/DSC01189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643926214157396642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XjW-Xe0LErw/TlNA_S1d6qI/AAAAAAAAHvY/LXKrbwQlzFM/s320/DSC01189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the day before Lincoln's surgery. We took the kids to the splash pad. They had a fun time running in the water and getting all wet. Then they would go on the playground nearby to dry off. Lincoln had no idea what was ahead of him the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51XaZO8BiaE/TlNAgYd-LMI/AAAAAAAAHvQ/jZF8W44V_xk/s1600/DSC01192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643925683093515458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51XaZO8BiaE/TlNAgYd-LMI/AAAAAAAAHvQ/jZF8W44V_xk/s320/DSC01192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v_CQFaqTb9A/TlNAfwCy8WI/AAAAAAAAHvI/oNbvrMp55n0/s1600/DSC01193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643925672242114914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v_CQFaqTb9A/TlNAfwCy8WI/AAAAAAAAHvI/oNbvrMp55n0/s320/DSC01193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7meQ8OexsU/TlNAfv0bY6I/AAAAAAAAHvA/UNJKo7jfiNo/s1600/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; 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HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643915350662693458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bI8g7rHwICQ/TlM3G9KfwlI/AAAAAAAAHuQ/LQXhxyUQIbI/s320/DSC01041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a fantastic time at my Mom's family reunion. This drive is the prettiest drive ever. I always take pictures of the scenery every time we go up. It's so breathtaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5jEPomQjGlk/TlM3GldwA2I/AAAAAAAAHuI/Ay5uDYqs9TI/s1600/DSC01046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643915344300999522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5jEPomQjGlk/TlM3GldwA2I/AAAAAAAAHuI/Ay5uDYqs9TI/s320/DSC01046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The reunion was in the end of July and snow was still around. It was so crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxZQB7bHlA0/TlM3GE6WeZI/AAAAAAAAHuA/2-AXEv3wnRk/s1600/DSC01048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643915335562590610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxZQB7bHlA0/TlM3GE6WeZI/AAAAAAAAHuA/2-AXEv3wnRk/s320/DSC01048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v65Bo51s0os/TlM2tTGdxMI/AAAAAAAAHt4/ChToyIUaG9s/s1600/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643914909874767042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v65Bo51s0os/TlM2tTGdxMI/AAAAAAAAHt4/ChToyIUaG9s/s320/DSC01049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--U2T4bmxhJ8/TlM2tAl4I7I/AAAAAAAAHtw/eGfaoxAdJMc/s1600/DSC01051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643914904906245042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--U2T4bmxhJ8/TlM2tAl4I7I/AAAAAAAAHtw/eGfaoxAdJMc/s320/DSC01051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3yLogTcDGE/TlM2s4LBqQI/AAAAAAAAHto/wUzYWXD0-MM/s1600/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643914902646139138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k3yLogTcDGE/TlM2s4LBqQI/AAAAAAAAHto/wUzYWXD0-MM/s320/DSC01053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My man focused on the road. He was watching for animals. There is always animals on that road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--5Il0zFOnxg/TlM2sggliVI/AAAAAAAAHtg/CTHhQnchIDU/s1600/DSC01055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643914896294119762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--5Il0zFOnxg/TlM2sggliVI/AAAAAAAAHtg/CTHhQnchIDU/s320/DSC01055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cousins playing the Sega Genesis. Spencer was in video game heaven. He loves playing with these kids. Everyday since the reunion he has named off who he misses from this reunion. It's really cute. He gets so attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1GeyG_iNKg/TlM2LdH54wI/AAAAAAAAHtY/plngRKp7-RA/s1600/DSC01056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643914328449606402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1GeyG_iNKg/TlM2LdH54wI/AAAAAAAAHtY/plngRKp7-RA/s320/DSC01056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Aunt Alisa was holding Lucas so I can take a cute picture of him and right as I snapped it...this happened. Let me just tell you, Alisa had to change he shirt. It was so gross, but it doesn't look like Lucas was phased by it at all. It did make me giggle a little, sorry Alisa. What an awesome picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5CRHt_b2D5Y/TlM2LOpQzgI/AAAAAAAAHtQ/zYWRNWXL6EU/s1600/DSC01058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643914324562988546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5CRHt_b2D5Y/TlM2LOpQzgI/AAAAAAAAHtQ/zYWRNWXL6EU/s320/DSC01058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My baby blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HCXT2d7H7RA/TlM2K4Kmj2I/AAAAAAAAHtI/CP6YDQcUJ7M/s1600/DSC01060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643914318528810850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HCXT2d7H7RA/TlM2K4Kmj2I/AAAAAAAAHtI/CP6YDQcUJ7M/s320/DSC01060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYc5kiTPPV0/TlM2KteDfDI/AAAAAAAAHtA/wmxvATctN7I/s1600/DSC01063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643914315657608242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oYc5kiTPPV0/TlM2KteDfDI/AAAAAAAAHtA/wmxvATctN7I/s320/DSC01063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln loves this cabin. There is a beam in the middle of the room that goes all the way up to the ceiling.I wish I would've gotten a picture of it, but he loves to touch it and rub it. It's really smooth, and what Lincoln does to it is so creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFfsAmrstGI/TlM1swtz7iI/AAAAAAAAHs4/HB00gpBzqY8/s1600/DSC01064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643913801132928546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFfsAmrstGI/TlM1swtz7iI/AAAAAAAAHs4/HB00gpBzqY8/s320/DSC01064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, this boy can do some creepy things. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HECFn72Ipms/TlM1sj3KujI/AAAAAAAAHsw/Nr173-poogA/s1600/DSC01065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643913797682510386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HECFn72Ipms/TlM1sj3KujI/AAAAAAAAHsw/Nr173-poogA/s320/DSC01065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason went shooting with the guys when us girls got to crafting. He took Spencer for the 1st time. It look like they had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N3b6HpELeKU/TlM1sHXr8RI/AAAAAAAAHso/wRjSskMH7Bo/s1600/DSC01067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643913790034276626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N3b6HpELeKU/TlM1sHXr8RI/AAAAAAAAHso/wRjSskMH7Bo/s320/DSC01067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proud dad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DLAWMCeOsuM/TlM1r1Bh-aI/AAAAAAAAHsg/QBvWhxaSFPw/s1600/DSC01071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643913785109510562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DLAWMCeOsuM/TlM1r1Bh-aI/AAAAAAAAHsg/QBvWhxaSFPw/s320/DSC01071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Larena was so clever. She had the kids decorate this brown paper bag and then filled it with candy and made a pinata out of it. It was so fun!! The kids all got their turn to hit it and after many rounds (she double bagged it, we figured out that was too strong) the kids figured out how to poke it underneath with the stick and out spilled the candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJSbLa8MaNY/TlM1AvrgUnI/AAAAAAAAHsY/UyHIYHJyiu8/s1600/DSC01074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643913044940575346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJSbLa8MaNY/TlM1AvrgUnI/AAAAAAAAHsY/UyHIYHJyiu8/s320/DSC01074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lincoln's turn at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1GSO0sAdYGs/TlM1ATV2u0I/AAAAAAAAHsQ/HwNtnzlrxWY/s1600/DSC01077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643913037333576514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1GSO0sAdYGs/TlM1ATV2u0I/AAAAAAAAHsQ/HwNtnzlrxWY/s320/DSC01077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so determined. He had his tongue out and everything trying to get this thing to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGwK63xehNg/TlM1AAjGM4I/AAAAAAAAHsI/IZ7xi3kyE7o/s1600/DSC01080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643913032288842626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGwK63xehNg/TlM1AAjGM4I/AAAAAAAAHsI/IZ7xi3kyE7o/s320/DSC01080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids went crazy. Lincoln grabbed 2 suckers and he was happy. It was so cute how after the candy was all picked up, the older kids went around filling the younger kids bowls up with their own candy. It was so sweet of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PpP_IJlEuA/TlM0_-nHnuI/AAAAAAAAHsA/tlFDfFODGxg/s1600/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643913031768841954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PpP_IJlEuA/TlM0_-nHnuI/AAAAAAAAHsA/tlFDfFODGxg/s320/DSC01081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PbCtQ2_2Too/TlM0fDmIcMI/AAAAAAAAHr4/-XJcth_8C0U/s1600/DSC01083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643912466171195586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PbCtQ2_2Too/TlM0fDmIcMI/AAAAAAAAHr4/-XJcth_8C0U/s320/DSC01083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S56EqLQ2Go/TlM0e5KwYII/AAAAAAAAHrw/EcH888wwU9I/s1600/DSC01086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643912463372017794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S56EqLQ2Go/TlM0e5KwYII/AAAAAAAAHrw/EcH888wwU9I/s320/DSC01086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My boys or should I say, my men. Who am I kidding, I was right the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NWCx_UGpMXA/TlM0eY2MMjI/AAAAAAAAHro/hroKzqsJgv8/s1600/DSC01091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643912454695825970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NWCx_UGpMXA/TlM0eY2MMjI/AAAAAAAAHro/hroKzqsJgv8/s320/DSC01091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Po35PjWc64M/TlM0eP0wUpI/AAAAAAAAHrg/TGemw4zXmo8/s1600/DSC01093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643912452273885842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Po35PjWc64M/TlM0eP0wUpI/AAAAAAAAHrg/TGemw4zXmo8/s320/DSC01093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ohhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQwTNqYwdlc/TlMz56f2ftI/AAAAAAAAHrY/9eX8GSr8DuQ/s1600/DSC01096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643911828073774802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQwTNqYwdlc/TlMz56f2ftI/AAAAAAAAHrY/9eX8GSr8DuQ/s320/DSC01096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little girl is so precious. Really, I can't stop looking at her when she is around. She is so full of expressions and personality. I love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gzhDJBR_CqU/TlMz5zET8-I/AAAAAAAAHrQ/cu2oL-FJZOs/s1600/DSC01094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643911826079216610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gzhDJBR_CqU/TlMz5zET8-I/AAAAAAAAHrQ/cu2oL-FJZOs/s320/DSC01094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a family picture scavenger hunt (Uncle Tom and Aunt Larena's game) where we had a list of things we had to take pictures of. We had to stay together as families and we could only use one camera per family. It was so fun!!!! There was so many creative pictures. We then plugged it into a laptop and laughed at all the ways people came up with their pictures. It was so fun. Anyways, it was just too much for these little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CU7Ej-QM-eo/TlMz5oT1opI/AAAAAAAAHrI/T6eSgVu6G0M/s1600/DSC01095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643911823191548562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CU7Ej-QM-eo/TlMz5oT1opI/AAAAAAAAHrI/T6eSgVu6G0M/s320/DSC01095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I carried this little guy in this carseat everywhere we went, but once I had had enough I took him inside and his Uncle Kevin watched him. This is how he was when we were all done with the hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZpCZwj8kno/TlMz5NnGPJI/AAAAAAAAHrA/UrvQt8ncfms/s1600/DSC01099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643911816024571026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZpCZwj8kno/TlMz5NnGPJI/AAAAAAAAHrA/UrvQt8ncfms/s320/DSC01099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This reunion stuff is just so much fun that these kids jus can't take it. But kidding aside, we did have a great reunion. It really is awesome to see all the family that attends and we hope next year we get even a better turnout. It's such a great tradition. It's so great to catch up with all the families and we do have a fun time doing 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;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-1189880309606790766?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1189880309606790766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=1189880309606790766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1189880309606790766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1189880309606790766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/08/matthews-family-reunion-july-28-30.html' title='Matthews Family Reunion - July 28-30'/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-bI8g7rHwICQ/TlM3G9KfwlI/AAAAAAAAHuQ/LQXhxyUQIbI/s72-c/DSC01041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-1425000462903193900</id><published>2011-08-16T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T17:47:18.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-52ZZmYTBdus/TksM6bqZ1iI/AAAAAAAAHq4/T2ySE8YQQ6I/s1600/DSC01040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641617156209235490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-52ZZmYTBdus/TksM6bqZ1iI/AAAAAAAAHq4/T2ySE8YQQ6I/s320/DSC01040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys and I had a good time making a tower and a rainbow table. I thought it would help Lincoln with his colors, but no such luck. He still has no clue what color things are. Oh well, we will keep trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mJtkP-cANZQ/TksMsezig-I/AAAAAAAAHqw/mIeXWh9S9h4/s1600/DSC01037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641616916534690786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mJtkP-cANZQ/TksMsezig-I/AAAAAAAAHqw/mIeXWh9S9h4/s320/DSC01037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spencer really has a hard time loving Lucas. It really is getting a little upseting. I have no idea how to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-85uXeDci94U/TksMsIC5wRI/AAAAAAAAHqo/PLf3oKxfjmA/s1600/DSC01030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641616910425112850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-85uXeDci94U/TksMsIC5wRI/AAAAAAAAHqo/PLf3oKxfjmA/s320/DSC01030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how Lincoln came in from the other room. He has his plastic backpack over his head. Before I gave him the talk about how we don't put things over our heads, especially plastic bags, I had to grab the camera. I know, I'm bad, but he was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P4a5pLuqxuQ/TksMrzKx7DI/AAAAAAAAHqg/5NTSYwG_SeI/s1600/DSC01029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641616904821009458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P4a5pLuqxuQ/TksMrzKx7DI/AAAAAAAAHqg/5NTSYwG_SeI/s320/DSC01029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spencer wanted to be in on the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-UWuLVORiI/TksMrnXEhCI/AAAAAAAAHqY/jWuiN8Po13g/s1600/DSC01026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641616901651334178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-UWuLVORiI/TksMrnXEhCI/AAAAAAAAHqY/jWuiN8Po13g/s320/DSC01026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know about this kid, he might not all be there. Just kidding. Maybe it's from lack of oxygen. Hmmmm....maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8215347765542161023-1425000462903193900?l=bowlersalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1425000462903193900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8215347765542161023&amp;postID=1425000462903193900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1425000462903193900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8215347765542161023/posts/default/1425000462903193900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bowlersalley.blogspot.com/2011/08/boys-and-i-had-good-time-making-tower.html' title=''/><author><name>Janine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10612091051097487053</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/-52ZZmYTBdus/TksM6bqZ1iI/AAAAAAAAHq4/T2ySE8YQQ6I/s72-c/DSC01040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8215347765542161023.post-3016950561446111956</id><published>2011-08-16T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T17:32:23.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think we need a bigger pool...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbN1Q1aXsfc/TksIyKGfH3I/AAAAAAAAHqQ/y_0NeycofaA/s1600/DSC01021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641612616009719666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbN1Q1aXsfc/TksIyKGfH3I/AAAAAAAAHqQ/y_0NeycofaA/s320/DSC01021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, again these pictures are posted backwards. So here are the kids when I took off there swimsuits to dry off. This is the boys doing just that. I told them to run from one 
