<?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-807181161916677948</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:27:00.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live the life you love,            love the life you live</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-9214822597782245683</id><published>2010-11-21T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T20:51:08.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHUTTERFLY- My FAVORITE Holiday Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am so excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/TOcUbIzqrBI/AAAAAAAABcQ/lX1buk7fH-A/s1600/149799_10150098225280465_616130464_7520935_4219964_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/TOcUbIzqrBI/AAAAAAAABcQ/lX1buk7fH-A/s640/149799_10150098225280465_616130464_7520935_4219964_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have had a smile as big as Texas on my face for days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our family pictures turned out...and that is HUGE! I have been waiting for this for years. I love how they turned out. I love the setting, the color scheme and mostly my cute family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been searching for a Christmas card that would look great with the non-holiday colors I chose for the photos. To my total surprise, I got an tip that &lt;a href="http://www.Shutterfly.com/"&gt;Shutterfly &lt;/a&gt;had some great options.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;See here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery"&gt;http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I LOVE that the website has an area for me to choose the size card I want as well as number of photos wanted on each card. The best part to me was the option to choose my card by color. Really a Christmas card with yellow and blue? What was I thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here are a few of my FAVORITES...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/TOn1p8Gh9qI/AAAAAAAABcU/3SmdkIz2O6A/s1600/STATIONERYCARD_5x7-23046-2464-MERCHTHUMB-v128631577100023968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/TOn1p8Gh9qI/AAAAAAAABcU/3SmdkIz2O6A/s320/STATIONERYCARD_5x7-23046-2464-MERCHTHUMB-v128631577100023968.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/TOn2EehDb6I/AAAAAAAABcY/7_HptCVYYrM/s1600/STATIONERYCARD_5x7-23046-2310-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v128103995800086885.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/TOn2EehDb6I/AAAAAAAABcY/7_HptCVYYrM/s320/STATIONERYCARD_5x7-23046-2310-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v128103995800086885.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/TOn2H9ZIS6I/AAAAAAAABcc/kk19Jpb7C2k/s1600/STATIONERYCARD_5x7-23046-2777-MERCHTHUMB-v128103888900020311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/TOn2H9ZIS6I/AAAAAAAABcc/kk19Jpb7C2k/s320/STATIONERYCARD_5x7-23046-2777-MERCHTHUMB-v128103888900020311.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You didn't really think I'd show you the one I choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I cant wait to order them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-9214822597782245683?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/9214822597782245683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=9214822597782245683' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/9214822597782245683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/9214822597782245683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2010/11/shutterfly-my-favorite-holiday-cards.html' title='SHUTTERFLY- My FAVORITE Holiday Cards'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/TOcUbIzqrBI/AAAAAAAABcQ/lX1buk7fH-A/s72-c/149799_10150098225280465_616130464_7520935_4219964_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5873106313528038315</id><published>2010-02-24T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:43:23.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missionary Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S6pBtie4_NI/AAAAAAAABZw/qCf1CamVw5s/s1600/IMG_0219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S6pBtie4_NI/AAAAAAAABZw/qCf1CamVw5s/s640/IMG_0219.JPG" width="459" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S4Vfbe4ff3I/AAAAAAAABYw/Uhy7eSlcwCw/s1600-h/CIMG1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S4Vfbe4ff3I/AAAAAAAABYw/Uhy7eSlcwCw/s640/CIMG1394.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been doing a lot of these! There are many options. Really,&amp;nbsp;its fun to&amp;nbsp;create it just the way you want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: 0% 50%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5873106313528038315?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5873106313528038315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5873106313528038315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5873106313528038315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5873106313528038315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2010/02/missionary-mom.html' title='Missionary Mom'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S6pBtie4_NI/AAAAAAAABZw/qCf1CamVw5s/s72-c/IMG_0219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-6339322713952233477</id><published>2010-02-06T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T18:30:03.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brace-Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S24ksxL9vUI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Mme-sIZRTQs/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S24ksxL9vUI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Mme-sIZRTQs/s640/IMG_1259.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S24ku0IKo9I/AAAAAAAABYY/8NU20fya-8Y/s1600-h/IMG_1260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S24ku0IKo9I/AAAAAAAABYY/8NU20fya-8Y/s640/IMG_1260.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Liv got her braces on this February. Although she was pretty "uncomfortable" she is doing well and I have to say not looking too bad either!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-6339322713952233477?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/6339322713952233477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=6339322713952233477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6339322713952233477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6339322713952233477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2010/02/brace-face.html' title='Brace-Face'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S24ksxL9vUI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Mme-sIZRTQs/s72-c/IMG_1259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-2490684281776103289</id><published>2010-02-02T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:12:27.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check This Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Whirly Bin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;A place for paper &amp;amp; all your other notable needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S2hu6od8XtI/AAAAAAAABYI/UfcqY0WnGHw/s1600-h/joanna5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S2hu6od8XtI/AAAAAAAABYI/UfcqY0WnGHw/s400/joanna5.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S2hu0dTXqNI/AAAAAAAABXw/ncAtbxXrF0M/s1600-h/joanna2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S2hu0dTXqNI/AAAAAAAABXw/ncAtbxXrF0M/s400/joanna2.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S2huyw_HoRI/AAAAAAAABXo/2Ov1i6maQgM/s1600-h/joanna1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S2huyw_HoRI/AAAAAAAABXo/2Ov1i6maQgM/s320/joanna1.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Arent these cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S2hu47TUdHI/AAAAAAAABYA/r3l8i3j5lQU/s1600-h/joanna4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S2hu47TUdHI/AAAAAAAABYA/r3l8i3j5lQU/s400/joanna4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Check out all of the designs &lt;a href="http://whirlybin.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;My sister-in-law's sister-in-law just&amp;nbsp;opened a great paperie shop online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;She has really unique &amp;amp; lovely taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;If you would, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;help spread the news about WHIRLYBIN and put a link on your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-2490684281776103289?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/2490684281776103289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=2490684281776103289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2490684281776103289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2490684281776103289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2010/02/check-this-out.html' title='Check This Out'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S2hu6od8XtI/AAAAAAAABYI/UfcqY0WnGHw/s72-c/joanna5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-1198721997139639791</id><published>2010-01-25T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T13:18:36.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPA-STAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;AMP 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Stand Up Basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;January 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Last summer we were on vacation in Utah. We were eating at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;TRAINING TABLE. &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;ring, ring. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A man stopped Steve on our way our &amp;amp; asked him if he played a little basketball. Well, I'm not surprised! He&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; tall...dark &amp;amp; handsom. Oops, I got caried away. After a long conversation, they exchanged phone numbers and Steve was invited to play on this stand-up basketball team called &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;AMP 1&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;The team is made up of amputees from all of the U.S. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He was a&amp;nbsp;bit honored, excited&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; tenative. He&amp;nbsp;didn't know what to expect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Last&amp;nbsp;week&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;FREEDOM INNOVATIONS&lt;/span&gt;, a prosthetic company,&amp;nbsp;flew him to Utah for the game &amp;amp; speaking engagments. It&amp;nbsp;turned out to be a great expierence for him as well as the rest of the team.&amp;nbsp;They recieved&amp;nbsp;awesome media coverage. They were on the news in&amp;nbsp;Utah &amp;amp; in&amp;nbsp;the Deseret News.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We are hoping this is only the begining!&amp;nbsp;The next game is in Mattituck, NY in March.&amp;nbsp; I hope I get to go with him...&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HE NEEDS THE SUPPORT&lt;/span&gt; all the way across the country &amp;amp; a companion in the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;BIG APPLE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Don't you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S13_NSnSMoI/AAAAAAAABXc/kPiT8HNP4ng/s1600-h/newspaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="610" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S13_NSnSMoI/AAAAAAAABXc/kPiT8HNP4ng/s640/newspaper.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S138zdWtOtI/AAAAAAAABWs/dZSwtfaleu0/s1600-h/steve+paper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S138zdWtOtI/AAAAAAAABWs/dZSwtfaleu0/s640/steve+paper.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S13830aiTeI/AAAAAAAABW8/lzbEkiu1Dhk/s1600-h/steve+paper+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="518" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S13830aiTeI/AAAAAAAABW8/lzbEkiu1Dhk/s640/steve+paper+3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am SO proud of Steve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Always have been. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So much of what I love &amp;amp; admire about Steve has to do with that fateful accident that took place almost 22 years ago. He took what life gave him and has made the best of it. &amp;nbsp;If you know him, you know what I mean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I love to watch him play. I must admit, I love to hear the whispers in the crowd about how is an inspiration to so many people or that he really is good at the game despite his "disability." I sit quietly with sweet satisfaction in my heart as I listen.&amp;nbsp;I am thankful&amp;nbsp;that I am the lucky girl that gets to walk out of the gym&amp;nbsp;with him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-1198721997139639791?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/1198721997139639791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=1198721997139639791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/1198721997139639791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/1198721997139639791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2010/01/supa-star.html' title='SUPA-STAR'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S13_NSnSMoI/AAAAAAAABXc/kPiT8HNP4ng/s72-c/newspaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5802319555094297667</id><published>2010-01-21T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:20:19.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todays Agenda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today it is raining...AGAIN. Around here WE LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h9sX0Na8I/AAAAAAAABWc/63FzgwTUs2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429227552055847874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h9sX0Na8I/AAAAAAAABWc/63FzgwTUs2Q/s400/IMG_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what I am going to do today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h9ISa6VWI/AAAAAAAABWU/b0Zggtzcjmk/s1600-h/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429226932132271458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h9ISa6VWI/AAAAAAAABWU/b0Zggtzcjmk/s400/IMG_0814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and them I'm going to read HUNGER GAMES&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(after I take a HOT shower &amp;amp; run Harrison's glasses over to the school)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5802319555094297667?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5802319555094297667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5802319555094297667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5802319555094297667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5802319555094297667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2010/01/todays-agenda.html' title='Todays Agenda'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h9sX0Na8I/AAAAAAAABWc/63FzgwTUs2Q/s72-c/IMG_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-2877117137054872561</id><published>2010-01-21T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:12:21.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Mustache...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h4nPcBhoI/AAAAAAAABWM/jzzAXVoMUbQ/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429221966349436546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h4nPcBhoI/AAAAAAAABWM/jzzAXVoMUbQ/s400/IMG_0893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;This was so funny to me. LOVE the tape on the nose!&lt;br /&gt;What would posses those little minds to come up with this idea is beyond me!&lt;br /&gt;Is my brain really that uncreative, fried, tired &amp;amp; stretched to the max?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h4mtWHn2I/AAAAAAAABWE/9XY3ewFaFjU/s1600-h/IMG_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429221957197864802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h4mtWHn2I/AAAAAAAABWE/9XY3ewFaFjU/s400/IMG_0892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h4mV-ZyMI/AAAAAAAABV8/XIg3hB-wQHo/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429221950924376258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h4mV-ZyMI/AAAAAAAABV8/XIg3hB-wQHo/s400/IMG_0891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I love Owen's creativity. &lt;/span&gt; He is so artistic. I didn't get that talent, I'm jealous. Along with his talent he is FUNNY. He comes up with ideas or one-liners that I would NEVER think of!&lt;br /&gt;I will find things around the house in odd places or some cool structure around something, as if to hide it from the other boys. I have to laugh cause I know who put it there. Owen is so gentle, kind and the one to give in to create peace. I know I have to watch that so he doesn't get "run over" but honestly, I quite enjoy it. I figured out the other day that Owen is so much like his dad, whom I am in total LOVE with. Its no wonder I am amazed by him &amp;amp; love to watch his little mind work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h4liDCplI/AAAAAAAABV0/W3YKYpjg8sM/s1600-h/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-2877117137054872561?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/2877117137054872561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=2877117137054872561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2877117137054872561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2877117137054872561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2010/01/mr-mustache.html' title='Mr. Mustache...'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1h4nPcBhoI/AAAAAAAABWM/jzzAXVoMUbQ/s72-c/IMG_0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4141107658543880532</id><published>2010-01-20T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:22:05.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Lost Luv</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1fkKLYaw_I/AAAAAAAABVs/w192jDSs5LM/s1600-h/2006+ford+van+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429058739323454450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1fkKLYaw_I/AAAAAAAABVs/w192jDSs5LM/s400/2006+ford+van+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1fkJQvBqII/AAAAAAAABVk/AUl0Pwf93pI/s1600-h/2006+ford+van+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429058723580586114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1fkJQvBqII/AAAAAAAABVk/AUl0Pwf93pI/s400/2006+ford+van+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shoulda never sold you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-4141107658543880532?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4141107658543880532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4141107658543880532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4141107658543880532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4141107658543880532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2010/01/long-lost-luv.html' title='Long Lost Luv'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1fkKLYaw_I/AAAAAAAABVs/w192jDSs5LM/s72-c/2006+ford+van+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-3090335416989026846</id><published>2010-01-20T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:55:57.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weston Clark Butler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1fcLT5DjII/AAAAAAAABVc/Ucoygn7FHxM/s1600-h/weston2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429049962694675586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1fcLT5DjII/AAAAAAAABVc/Ucoygn7FHxM/s400/weston2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ty is such a doting dad! Its funny &amp;amp; amazing at the same time. Weston looks a lot like him with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Claro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;italian&lt;/span&gt; eyelashes. I can't wait to watch him grow. I can actually enjoy all of his phases with out the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exhaust en&lt;/span&gt;. I think I am trying to talk myself into the "stage of life" that I am in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1fcKiDr1EI/AAAAAAAABVU/ouM7H5cMW2s/s1600-h/weston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429049949317485634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1fcKiDr1EI/AAAAAAAABVU/ouM7H5cMW2s/s400/weston.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My baby brother &amp;amp; his wife had their beautiful baby boy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Weston &lt;/span&gt;in September 2009. On &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grammy's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;. I got to be at the hospital for a little while before he was born. Little stinker took his time &amp;amp; I had to leave to drive carpool! CC was amazing and all went well with his arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This only makes me yearn for another baby a tiny bit....OK a lot!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are so sweet &amp;amp; amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-3090335416989026846?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/3090335416989026846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=3090335416989026846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3090335416989026846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3090335416989026846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2010/01/weston-clark-butler.html' title='Weston Clark Butler'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1fcLT5DjII/AAAAAAAABVc/Ucoygn7FHxM/s72-c/weston2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-375176881137967203</id><published>2010-01-20T15:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:41:51.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1ef8ycrvZI/AAAAAAAABVM/f78SYOgGYEw/s1600-h/Collages.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428983742501469586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1ef8ycrvZI/AAAAAAAABVM/f78SYOgGYEw/s400/Collages.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided that this topic really deserves a post of its own...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure there will be more emotion to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;express&lt;/span&gt; in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were hoping for a great investment in building our house that would set us up real nice for the next one...then the ECONOMY changed that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We made a BUSINESS decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was hard, but felt we NEEDED to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We knew we would miss being a part of such a great neighborhood. One that we felt loved and safe. Where the kids had oodles of friends with the same beliefs. Brunch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; conference sessions in the spring and fall. Next door neighbors with whom you could borrow an egg and not feel obligated to return cause they'd be over in a few days to borrow some sugar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE MISS IT. Not the house, for things are not what matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We hope to be back... real soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We really are enjoying the new house. It has a different feel and the boys tell me they like the new back yard a lot better than the old one. I know the chickens do too. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;More on them later&lt;/span&gt;. We are just a bit north from our old area but it feels so much quieter, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt;. I kept the kids at their school, so they ride across McDowell (ugh!) &amp;amp; through the park or most often I take them cause we are LATE. So out of our routine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through all of the ups &amp;amp; downs we are CHOOSING to be happy. It's not hard. We are so blessed &amp;amp; have so many people that enrich our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On to new adventures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd still like to home school the kids, buy a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;motor home&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; travel the U.S.A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liv won't let us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1ebvlmxrtI/AAAAAAAABVE/U5KXn4LW6fs/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428979117669330642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1ebvlmxrtI/AAAAAAAABVE/U5KXn4LW6fs/s400/Thanksgiving+2009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanksgiving with the Osborn's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stuffing*cranberry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whip cream&lt;/span&gt; grape salad*mashed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; gravy*squash &amp;amp; kale gratin* relay races for all* cello/base performances at talent show* realizing Ryan has my fear/panic/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sobs&lt;/span&gt; when up in front of an audience*Blake hitting Grandma in the face with a football*Amy*LOVE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eZ7qiyL-I/AAAAAAAABU8/Cgr1MK4Ce8o/s1600-h/Lehi+Crossing+Stake+Center+Groundbreaking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428977126129938402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eZ7qiyL-I/AAAAAAAABU8/Cgr1MK4Ce8o/s400/Lehi+Crossing+Stake+Center+Groundbreaking.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lehi&lt;/span&gt; Crossing Stake Center Groundbreaking Ceremony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember going to a groundbreaking ceremony when I was a little girl. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; remember who spoke or what was said. I do remember thinking that I was a part of something important and felt the spirit. So when our stake announced that this was in the works, I knew I wanted to be there with my kids. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, Steve couldn't attend, so I packed up the kids early at the crack of dawn and got there EARLY! We sat on the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; row. We never do that either! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a great Stake &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;President&lt;/span&gt; and he gave a talk that included a HUGE visual aid. He set a big power line pole in the center of the land and tied a ton of white strings from the top. The idea was that we all were a part of the history that was being created and that if we hold on and stay focused in life we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; not be lead astray. It was a great idea that got all of the kids &amp;amp; teens attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While we sang the Hymn All is Well, there were a bunch of white doves released into the air. This brought me to tears because I was struggling with the emotion of moving from our home that we built and LOVED in this great stake. I wondered if should we find a place in the area to live in or move to Gilbert. The important message the Holy Ghost whispered to my heart was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that THIS IS THE PLACE FOR MY FAMILY TO BE. I was so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for the help and comfort that I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; day. Sweet and tender mercies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eZ7PflDiI/AAAAAAAABU0/_AUiW4xi60s/s1600-h/October+2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428977118868737570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eZ7PflDiI/AAAAAAAABU0/_AUiW4xi60s/s400/October+2009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;SACAJAWEA&lt;/span&gt; for a school project but wanted to be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;CAVE WOMAN&lt;/span&gt; with her friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why am I such a pushover? Maybe one day she'll realize and appreciate me, really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think my chicken fixation is transferring onto my kids! Harrison was the great WHITE CHICKEN with his friends &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; and Lewis. Owen &amp;amp; Ryan were thrilled to wear hand-me-downs-(so was I after making Liv 2 costumes!!!) Owen was The UNDERWEAR WEARING SKELETON &amp;amp; Ryan was the FABULOUS &amp;amp; OH SO POLITE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;WHOOPEE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;CUSHION&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good times were had by all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eZOUVjiUI/AAAAAAAABUs/LL_LVzZ7zrw/s1600-h/September+20093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428976347074758978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eZOUVjiUI/AAAAAAAABUs/LL_LVzZ7zrw/s400/September+20093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OCTOBER BREAK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ROCKY POINT, MEXICO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;... The work getting out of town is always worth it wen you can relax by the beach listening to the sound of the waves crashing into the shore. The kids entertain themselves looking for shells and living sea creatures, playing games and eating fresh homemade tortillas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had fun on Sunday during our beach cleanup, service project, no church justification day, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eYymhd8II/AAAAAAAABUk/ulYBXkCMJ9Y/s1600-h/September+20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428975870920224898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eYymhd8II/AAAAAAAABUk/ulYBXkCMJ9Y/s400/September+20092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RedCarpet*Celebrity Luscious Lips*Who's Who Guessing Game*GOLD cake*FAME*&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;giggles&lt;/span&gt;*fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eYx35lFZI/AAAAAAAABUc/z0dVBd3ZOro/s1600-h/September+20094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428975858404890002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eYx35lFZI/AAAAAAAABUc/z0dVBd3ZOro/s400/September+20094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Olivia's Hollywood Glamour 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Red carpet treatment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Top Row: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Glamorous&lt;/span&gt; Olivia, Diva &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jadie&lt;/span&gt;, Sassy Sammy, Fashionable Carly, Stylish Sophie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bottom Row: Lovely Lilly, Sophisticated &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jordynn&lt;/span&gt;, Classy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kelsie&lt;/span&gt;, Luscious Lyric, Sporty Coco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eXf9KTvJI/AAAAAAAABUU/rnASY_w9l4w/s1600-h/September+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428974451067960466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1eXf9KTvJI/AAAAAAAABUU/rnASY_w9l4w/s400/September+2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2009-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hermosa&lt;/span&gt; Vista &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Elementary&lt;/span&gt; School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olivia 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, Harrison 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, Owen 1st &amp;amp; Ryan &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-375176881137967203?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/375176881137967203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=375176881137967203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/375176881137967203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/375176881137967203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2010/01/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch-Up'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/S1ef8ycrvZI/AAAAAAAABVM/f78SYOgGYEw/s72-c/Collages.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-3094741768861896672</id><published>2009-12-27T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T19:39:49.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again!</title><content type='html'>Well, I DO have an excuse! Actually a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My cord to upload my pictures to the computer broke.&lt;/span&gt; ( I got a new camera YEA!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I spent all of November packing up our house and moving!&lt;/span&gt; (we already miss our old ward and nieghbors...we knew we would!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After a whirlwhind move after Thanksgiving, we set up house 1/2 mile north of where we were. Put up Christmas minus the outdoor lights&lt;/span&gt;,(much to Liv's dismay), &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shopped, and packed for a WHITE CHRISTMAS in UTAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE ARE HOME and excited to get settled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(looking forward to "doing nothing")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ive been busy! Im proud to say I pulled it with the help of so many friends and family, but mostly with Heavenly Fathers help. Wow, He can really sustain us if we ask Him to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I only had a handful of meltdowns. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was hard to see my kids adjust to the idea of moving...quickly! There will be more ahead I'm sure. But as my MIL says, LIFE IS FOR LEARNING. What more could a mom want for her kids &amp;amp; herself than opportunities to grow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WARNING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lots of post ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/807181161916677948-3094741768861896672?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/3094741768861896672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=3094741768861896672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3094741768861896672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3094741768861896672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-3690048895265384016</id><published>2009-10-23T15:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:11:28.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Fabulous Boutique</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Any one up for a little shopping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;and this is GOOD shopping too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SuItIL09loI/AAAAAAAABUI/QkV9tRm8NyQ/s1600-h/Email+Invite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395924922180408962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SuItIL09loI/AAAAAAAABUI/QkV9tRm8NyQ/s400/Email+Invite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;Why? You might ask...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Its great to support the art of making things from scratch. Plus, I'll be there selling my hand stamped jewelry and photo pendants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://noelleosborndesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;noelleosborndesigns.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;Come and start your Holiday Shopping EARLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;November 12-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;1458 N. Higley road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Find us in the former Decor Unique store in Gilbert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(SW corner of Higly and Baseline)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;56&lt;/span&gt; days left till Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-3690048895265384016?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/3690048895265384016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=3690048895265384016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3690048895265384016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3690048895265384016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-fabulous-boutique.html' title='One Fabulous Boutique'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SuItIL09loI/AAAAAAAABUI/QkV9tRm8NyQ/s72-c/Email+Invite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-1573097595125566277</id><published>2009-08-28T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:31:37.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another One Bites The Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5th one down! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My heart is sad.&lt;/span&gt; Why do I love having my chickens as much as I do?  Someone told me that chickens eat scorpions. Well... maybe they have to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"big" &lt;/span&gt;to take on the nasty beasts. Mine was not. The troubling thing is...I let the baby girls out to feast on bugs, watched her get stung, squack like mad, &amp;amp; fling the thing as far as she could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hours later she was dead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was Ryan's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He will be sad in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-1573097595125566277?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/1573097595125566277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=1573097595125566277' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/1573097595125566277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/1573097595125566277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another One Bites The Dust'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-7999710605155294615</id><published>2009-08-10T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:01:50.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on the Girls</title><content type='html'>After loosing 2 pullets to the heat, we decided to let them soak in Moose's pool. They &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; love it but actually sit in it for a minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjwG-ePbI/AAAAAAAABT0/VkdP89ITeZQ/s1600-h/CIMG4167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368470802727321010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjwG-ePbI/AAAAAAAABT0/VkdP89ITeZQ/s400/CIMG4167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 3&lt;/span&gt; new chicks...Cuckoo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maran&lt;/span&gt;, Teddy Bear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Americauna&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Blue &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lemondrop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; really have names, kinda over that... i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjvlGNczI/AAAAAAAABTs/EKM0k2QjMuE/s1600-h/CIMG4263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368470793632969522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjvlGNczI/AAAAAAAABTs/EKM0k2QjMuE/s400/CIMG4263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjvIHG_PI/AAAAAAAABTk/UxgtGXSGVIk/s1600-h/CIMG4266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368470785852112114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjvIHG_PI/AAAAAAAABTk/UxgtGXSGVIk/s400/CIMG4266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teddy Bear &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Americauna&lt;/span&gt;. Blue and Green Eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCju-jGxCI/AAAAAAAABTc/p2TkHgcOrHw/s1600-h/CIMG4271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368470783285183522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCju-jGxCI/AAAAAAAABTc/p2TkHgcOrHw/s400/CIMG4271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blue Lemon Drop Bantam  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still hoping she turns blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjucGdkTI/AAAAAAAABTU/qzNbWGdjwSU/s1600-h/CIMG4276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368470774038237490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjucGdkTI/AAAAAAAABTU/qzNbWGdjwSU/s400/CIMG4276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cuckoo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maran&lt;/span&gt;...chocolate colored eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjPkOFgJI/AAAAAAAABTM/DwOfl1ZYv40/s1600-h/CIMG4284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368470243641753746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjPkOFgJI/AAAAAAAABTM/DwOfl1ZYv40/s400/CIMG4284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our biggest &amp;amp; most calm, Georgie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjPZDXqvI/AAAAAAAABTE/kXikemPIFX8/s1600-h/CIMG4288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368470240644016882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjPZDXqvI/AAAAAAAABTE/kXikemPIFX8/s400/CIMG4288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Weezie&lt;/span&gt; sexy the other day! I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; she kinda is. All of the pullets LOVE my ring. They peck at it. They also peck at our toenail polish. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Which &lt;/span&gt;reminds me, Ryan HAD to have his painted red the other day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;, " Mom paint my nails red"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;, "NO, Ryan, that's for girls"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ryan,&lt;/span&gt; "But the chickens will think they are strawberries!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjO5CWb5I/AAAAAAAABS8/Bb7YyX5ptsI/s1600-h/CIMG4291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368470232049807250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjO5CWb5I/AAAAAAAABS8/Bb7YyX5ptsI/s400/CIMG4291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to let them "free range" all day long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjOann2xI/AAAAAAAABS0/7ZDVfVDMMBo/s1600-h/CIMG4292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368470223884638994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjOann2xI/AAAAAAAABS0/7ZDVfVDMMBo/s400/CIMG4292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjN26-VmI/AAAAAAAABSs/TE_gxhyx134/s1600-h/CIMG4293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368470214302127714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjN26-VmI/AAAAAAAABSs/TE_gxhyx134/s400/CIMG4293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Sexy!&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/807181161916677948-7999710605155294615?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/7999710605155294615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=7999710605155294615' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7999710605155294615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7999710605155294615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/08/updates-on-girls.html' title='Updates on the Girls'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCjwG-ePbI/AAAAAAAABT0/VkdP89ITeZQ/s72-c/CIMG4167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4186967051473496157</id><published>2009-08-10T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T15:30:34.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats Grosses than Gross?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What do you get when you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;daredevil of a boy, an attempted back flip  &amp;amp;  a diving board?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(BEWARE for the squeemish!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCdbnn2yXI/AAAAAAAABSk/2IcB-YUrxDc/s1600-h/CIMG4205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368463853643811186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCdbnn2yXI/AAAAAAAABSk/2IcB-YUrxDc/s400/CIMG4205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First...&lt;/span&gt; I am SO thankful I was at the pool to comfort my boy &amp;amp; to make sure he didnt sink to the bottom of the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Second...&lt;/span&gt; I am EVEN more thankful that this wasn't worse than it was, cause it coulda been!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCc9ty_HUI/AAAAAAAABSM/YLZ8dkElzW8/s1600-h/owen+head2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368463339905031490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCc9ty_HUI/AAAAAAAABSM/YLZ8dkElzW8/s400/owen+head2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Third...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;his hair is growing back!!!!&lt;/span&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/807181161916677948-4186967051473496157?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4186967051473496157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4186967051473496157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4186967051473496157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4186967051473496157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-grosses-than-gross.html' title='Whats Grosses than Gross?'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SoCdbnn2yXI/AAAAAAAABSk/2IcB-YUrxDc/s72-c/CIMG4205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-2942201703429862897</id><published>2009-07-29T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:27:36.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates Cove</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnEPOV4maOI/AAAAAAAABRE/qLkvlbdStfE/s1600-h/CIMG3913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364085370242099426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnEPOV4maOI/AAAAAAAABRE/qLkvlbdStfE/s400/CIMG3913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got invited to a place called &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pirates Cove&lt;/span&gt; this summer. After much speculation, there was NO way we could have even imagined what this place would be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It was amazing &amp;amp; super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnEOoJtZuNI/AAAAAAAABQ8/0Wm2pC0LN5Q/s1600-h/CIMG3844.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364084714138876114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnEOoJtZuNI/AAAAAAAABQ8/0Wm2pC0LN5Q/s400/CIMG3844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The owner of this 28 bedroom private "resort" hired the crew from &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Pirates of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Carribean&lt;/span&gt;" movie to create a similar feeling for his place. It had a super fast water slide which dumped into a lagoon. Steve is jumping from a "mast" that had 3 levels. All of my boys jumped from the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; tier! I on the other hand chickened out! Me? Miss cliff jumper...I truly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENvcVIyEI/AAAAAAAABQ0/joRYXesOK_E/s1600-h/CIMG3885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364083739884832834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENvcVIyEI/AAAAAAAABQ0/joRYXesOK_E/s400/CIMG3885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;competitions&lt;/span&gt; on who could swing the farthest, highest and so on. Much to my surprise, there were no injuries here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENvN3F7yI/AAAAAAAABQs/q4f93RlwZrE/s1600-h/CIMG3893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364083736000720674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENvN3F7yI/AAAAAAAABQs/q4f93RlwZrE/s400/CIMG3893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENupvPSlI/AAAAAAAABQk/quQPY_G65pg/s1600-h/CIMG3895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364083726304102994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENupvPSlI/AAAAAAAABQk/quQPY_G65pg/s400/CIMG3895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Proof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENuRLmTyI/AAAAAAAABQc/kVT3LgrI2fI/s1600-h/CIMG3907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364083719712165666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENuRLmTyI/AAAAAAAABQc/kVT3LgrI2fI/s400/CIMG3907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took the kids on a little "rainy day hike" above our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;casita&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENuGefliI/AAAAAAAABQU/ZetYm9ij-lg/s1600-h/CIMG3910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364083716838626850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENuGefliI/AAAAAAAABQU/ZetYm9ij-lg/s400/CIMG3910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENR2Xt9tI/AAAAAAAABQE/FncdEAg0zjY/s1600-h/CIMG3916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364083231478904530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENR2Xt9tI/AAAAAAAABQE/FncdEAg0zjY/s400/CIMG3916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENRhjPPhI/AAAAAAAABP8/jSAhoWtYvFQ/s1600-h/CIMG3942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364083225890078226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENRhjPPhI/AAAAAAAABP8/jSAhoWtYvFQ/s400/CIMG3942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the highlight for me...MOST &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt;! Chocolate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt; on a sugar cone WHENEVER I wanted it. I made a deal with myself. I had to hike the stairs &amp;amp; there were SO many every time I wanted one. By the end of my trip my calves were sore form all of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt; trips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENRUuJEII/AAAAAAAABP0/Ga3utWiJV-c/s1600-h/CIMG3947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364083222446149762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENRUuJEII/AAAAAAAABP0/Ga3utWiJV-c/s400/CIMG3947.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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENQ4KuhNI/AAAAAAAABPs/BBJjZxsIB98/s1600-h/CIMG3960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364083214781416658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnENQ4KuhNI/AAAAAAAABPs/BBJjZxsIB98/s400/CIMG3960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cant describe how fun this place was. The only thing better was the people that we were there with. It was a blast to play cards, visit, eat and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-2942201703429862897?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/2942201703429862897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=2942201703429862897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2942201703429862897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2942201703429862897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/07/pirates-cove.html' title='Pirates Cove'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SnEPOV4maOI/AAAAAAAABRE/qLkvlbdStfE/s72-c/CIMG3913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-8462388815763536797</id><published>2009-07-15T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:47:04.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R. I. P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sherlette and Brooke were mauled to death recently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we lost one more to the INSANE Arizona heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(still waiting to hear which one it was)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They were great little chicks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They will be missed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-8462388815763536797?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/8462388815763536797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=8462388815763536797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8462388815763536797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8462388815763536797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/07/r.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5149659712143863680</id><published>2009-06-23T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:25:47.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SkFwtqARowI/AAAAAAAABPg/ecL50cQ9EYs/s1600-h/CIMG3743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350681761964729090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SkFwtqARowI/AAAAAAAABPg/ecL50cQ9EYs/s400/CIMG3743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To me, this is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STRENGTH&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUMILITY&lt;/span&gt; and I really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; those qualities in Steve. I am so thankful for his life experiences that he uses to teach and enrich our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; lives. He is truly the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; for me &amp;amp; us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SkFwtbrtpUI/AAAAAAAABPY/-VRk_3GNmFw/s1600-h/CIMG3821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350681758120387906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SkFwtbrtpUI/AAAAAAAABPY/-VRk_3GNmFw/s400/CIMG3821.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 5&lt;/span&gt; great dads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steve, his brother David, my little brother, Ty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Barry, my Father-in-law (bottom left) and my Dad, Clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SkFwsx7_8QI/AAAAAAAABPQ/0DR9OO7EfkU/s1600-h/Fathers+Day+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350681746914406658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SkFwsx7_8QI/AAAAAAAABPQ/0DR9OO7EfkU/s400/Fathers+Day+2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was one of our days activities. Still loving the chickens even though we got our first bribe from a neighbor for eggs or they'll turn us in to the big, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;awf&lt;/span&gt;ul HOA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error" align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(i'm hoping they were kidding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5149659712143863680?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5149659712143863680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5149659712143863680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5149659712143863680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5149659712143863680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SkFwtqARowI/AAAAAAAABPg/ecL50cQ9EYs/s72-c/CIMG3743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-491910155616682212</id><published>2009-06-12T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:45:46.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what HE gets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; baby chicks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  I love it! I've wanted to have them for a long time now. I decided to stop waiting 'til "we sell our house." It seems that i've been living that way for long enough!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (i guess i'll get to wallpapering my powder bath too!)&lt;/span&gt; I think it's funny to watch people's responses and reactions to the fact that I actually wanted them and it wasn't the kids begging for ANOTHER animal. After all who wouldn't want fresh eggs whenever you want them? I know you'll be knockin soon! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, actually in September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLxV-dGYXI/AAAAAAAABOU/__Sng0f6WpY/s1600-h/CIMG3643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346601067486798194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLxV-dGYXI/AAAAAAAABOU/__Sng0f6WpY/s400/CIMG3643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We, the whole fam damily including Moose, have but in blood, sweat &amp;amp; tears in the process of building our girls a coop! Much thanks to my very handsome and highly skilled hubby for the time and effort expended on my behalf. We had alot of fun working on it together! Even though it turned out &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; like the cute picture I got off the internet! Marriage &amp;amp; projects are full of compromise, that is if you want anything to get done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLxVxDlLjI/AAAAAAAABOM/VWNCFdBf-0Q/s1600-h/CIMG3642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346601063890103858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLxVxDlLjI/AAAAAAAABOM/VWNCFdBf-0Q/s400/CIMG3642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan &amp;amp; his girl "Sherlette"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLw_uVoKEI/AAAAAAAABOE/1fjcehtfvN8/s1600-h/CIMG3639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346600685203368002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLw_uVoKEI/AAAAAAAABOE/1fjcehtfvN8/s400/CIMG3639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I had kept the name that the breeder gave him! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rooster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLw_bWPltI/AAAAAAAABN8/pgfAZEJrj4Y/s1600-h/CIMG3625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346600680105678546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLw_bWPltI/AAAAAAAABN8/pgfAZEJrj4Y/s400/CIMG3625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hard work and determination at it's best! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note to self...stop forrowing the brow. You are going to pay for it when you need Botox and fillers in the near future! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLw-1gwe3I/AAAAAAAABNs/Dc69BpmLvCI/s1600-h/CIMG3610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346600669949229938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLw-1gwe3I/AAAAAAAABNs/Dc69BpmLvCI/s400/CIMG3610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats what HE gets!!!! Our little joke, but seriously. Maybe he should have considered letting me have another kid! Look what I got him into now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLw-ZX4edI/AAAAAAAABNk/3_IQ7-y8Ce4/s1600-h/CIMG3593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346600662395812306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLw-ZX4edI/AAAAAAAABNk/3_IQ7-y8Ce4/s400/CIMG3593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 of the cutest &amp;amp; best helpers!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are having as much fun with the girls as I am. Each child has their own chick plus more for all the extra love(CHORES &amp;amp; LIFE LESSONS) a kid needs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjKzal7jq9I/AAAAAAAABNc/8SosGkciX8o/s1600-h/CIMG3486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346532977082084306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjKzal7jq9I/AAAAAAAABNc/8SosGkciX8o/s400/CIMG3486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brooke, Sherlette, and Gussie 1 week old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjKzaQxj5II/AAAAAAAABNU/IoixGL95vZ4/s1600-h/CIMG3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346532971403011202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjKzaQxj5II/AAAAAAAABNU/IoixGL95vZ4/s400/CIMG3470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liv &amp;amp; Julia a Welsummer. She will lay "chocolate" colored eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjKzaMy1p2I/AAAAAAAABNM/cuTAWmbQYHc/s1600-h/CIMG3465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346532970334627682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjKzaMy1p2I/AAAAAAAABNM/cuTAWmbQYHc/s400/CIMG3465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor things. Subject to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; boys &amp;amp; all the torture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjKzZtthzaI/AAAAAAAABNE/xtWpecdkLIY/s1600-h/CIMG3460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346532961990856098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjKzZtthzaI/AAAAAAAABNE/xtWpecdkLIY/s400/CIMG3460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Brooder "home sweet home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjKzZQjbf0I/AAAAAAAABM8/k5cC3MurfP4/s1600-h/CIMG3456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346532954163871554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjKzZQjbf0I/AAAAAAAABM8/k5cC3MurfP4/s400/CIMG3456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so glad that Moose thinks these are just friends to play with and not his next meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-491910155616682212?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/491910155616682212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=491910155616682212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/491910155616682212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/491910155616682212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/06/thats-what-he-gets.html' title='That&apos;s what HE gets!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SjLxV-dGYXI/AAAAAAAABOU/__Sng0f6WpY/s72-c/CIMG3643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5337814533967577453</id><published>2009-04-28T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T15:09:12.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Sfd8BWQCZBI/AAAAAAAABMo/tAN37db1Lso/s1600-h/Mother_s_Book_product.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Sfd8BWQCZBI/AAAAAAAABMo/tAN37db1Lso/s400/Mother_s_Book_product.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shawni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pothier&lt;/span&gt; co-authored this great book with her mom. Shawni has 5 kids &amp;amp; her mom has 9! They have given glimpses into living life in &amp;amp; out of the trenches of parenthood &amp;amp; how NOT to miss out on the important "little stuff".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to help share her &lt;a href="http://http//71toes.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-cause.html"&gt;message&lt;/a&gt;. She is an amazing person and mother. She has descovered that her youngest daughter, who graces the cover of the book, was born with a genetic disorder and will become blind in her youth. I hope you will be touched by her story and her efforts to give back to those who have done so much for others. Her book is on sale at &lt;a href="http://deseretbook.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Deseret&lt;/span&gt; Book&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://barnesandnoble.com/"&gt;Barnes &amp;amp; Noble&lt;/a&gt;. She is donating part of her proceeds to the Foundation for the Blind. So if you need an idea for a Mother's Day gift...I think this is a great idea. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting mine today!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5337814533967577453?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5337814533967577453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5337814533967577453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5337814533967577453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5337814533967577453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-cause.html' title='A Good Cause'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Sfd8BWQCZBI/AAAAAAAABMo/tAN37db1Lso/s72-c/Mother_s_Book_product.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-6661838214013864609</id><published>2009-04-21T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:16:06.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42wrl5ScI/AAAAAAAABMg/AwM0ehdDi1w/s1600-h/CIMG3256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327255619189164482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42wrl5ScI/AAAAAAAABMg/AwM0ehdDi1w/s400/CIMG3256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter eggs, bunnies, hunts etc. We really do focus on the true meaning. I just forgot to take a picture before church. Im soo mad at myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42ia-py7I/AAAAAAAABMY/o4Bc2iE4wvY/s1600-h/CIMG3262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327255374211435442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42ia-py7I/AAAAAAAABMY/o4Bc2iE4wvY/s400/CIMG3262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a creative Easter Bunny! Color cooridnated baskets. How impressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42iBur67I/AAAAAAAABMQ/SiocLvErEOQ/s1600-h/CIMG3265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327255367433579442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42iBur67I/AAAAAAAABMQ/SiocLvErEOQ/s400/CIMG3265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42h8PMDlI/AAAAAAAABMI/eNAwqr3o4rc/s1600-h/CIMG3273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327255365959290450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42h8PMDlI/AAAAAAAABMI/eNAwqr3o4rc/s400/CIMG3273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Slight advantage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42hqEw5CI/AAAAAAAABMA/hb0pEx-oLZo/s1600-h/CIMG3277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327255361083728930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42hqEw5CI/AAAAAAAABMA/hb0pEx-oLZo/s400/CIMG3277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of the Osborn Cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42hUTv-OI/AAAAAAAABL4/iGdlcB-ZR28/s1600-h/CIMG3290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327255355241003234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42hUTv-OI/AAAAAAAABL4/iGdlcB-ZR28/s400/CIMG3290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Growing up way too fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-6661838214013864609?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/6661838214013864609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=6661838214013864609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6661838214013864609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6661838214013864609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-2009.html' title='Easter 2009'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se42wrl5ScI/AAAAAAAABMg/AwM0ehdDi1w/s72-c/CIMG3256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-2040675545939637156</id><published>2009-04-21T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:03:46.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Birthday Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of the boys in our family have spring birthdays. S&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tay&lt;/span&gt; tuned for Owen's in May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lazy or efficient?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One post is all they get!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ryan , what kid of party do you want this year? A monster truck, pirate, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Scooby&lt;/span&gt;,or bugs?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Um, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Spongebob&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"NO way." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mind you he's 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ugh, then a Doggy Party &amp;amp; I want to dress up."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4nj7j2FEI/AAAAAAAABLw/5S3R6OQ4dbM/s1600-h/CIMG3326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327238907462816834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4nj7j2FEI/AAAAAAAABLw/5S3R6OQ4dbM/s400/CIMG3326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; "surprise"&lt;/span&gt; has brought our family so much joy and laughter. Ryan is one funny and outgoing boy. Our first! I can't believe he is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; already. The first &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; years of his life were my hardest! No, not just because of him! We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; planning on having him at that time in our lives. We were building a house and living in a rental. Life was upside down and we were the contractors for our house. SO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;EXAUSTED&lt;/span&gt;! I was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so happy&lt;/span&gt; after the shock wore off! I wanted more kids, I needed Ryan. He is so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;imaginative&lt;/span&gt;, funny, loving, stubborn &amp;amp; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;scuddles&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; like no other. I love that he sucks his two fingers and adores his "blue &amp;amp; brown &amp;amp; white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;blanky&lt;/span&gt;." I am so blessed to have such great boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4njigrcWI/AAAAAAAABLo/5HfHPKxh1vM/s1600-h/CIMG3310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327238900738650466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4njigrcWI/AAAAAAAABLo/5HfHPKxh1vM/s400/CIMG3310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liv &amp;amp; I found these cute cupcakes in family Circle magazine. They were SO easy and we had tons of Easter candy for the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;accessories&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4m19cwL4I/AAAAAAAABLg/33UngBsBKvo/s1600-h/CIMG3308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327238117695958914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4m19cwL4I/AAAAAAAABLg/33UngBsBKvo/s400/CIMG3308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think the blind fold was working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4m1ncimdI/AAAAAAAABLY/KHDE3z1juAg/s1600-h/CIMG3304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327238111789488594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4m1ncimdI/AAAAAAAABLY/KHDE3z1juAg/s400/CIMG3304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;innocence&lt;/span&gt; of this age. All of these kids, except one, were born within 2 months of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;. They live to play &amp;amp; they really are cute together.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;torture&lt;/span&gt; them with this picture when they are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The really funny this is, I saw &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; of them running the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;neighborhood&lt;/span&gt; that afternoon &amp;amp; they still had on the noses &amp;amp; collars. Guess the party was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4m1ChqZqI/AAAAAAAABLQ/LoxWE69GXBs/s1600-h/CIMG3088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327238101878859426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4m1ChqZqI/AAAAAAAABLQ/LoxWE69GXBs/s400/CIMG3088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Harrison -NINE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOVE him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt; all, he was my first boy. I got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; a whole new side of parenting and loving with this kid. He was ALL boy from the start. Begging to be with his dad near the motorcycles and always digging in my live tree that I had in the house. What I really enjoyed was the different way a little boy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;loves and snuggles&lt;/span&gt; with his mom. Harry has a genuine &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kindness and deep soul&lt;/span&gt;. I can't wait to see what he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt; in life. He's in the middle of the family. One big sister, and two little brothers that are closer in age. Life hasn't always been easy for him. Trying to fit in and honestly causing a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ruckus&lt;/span&gt;. I don't blame him. Its hard to be the "ODD MAN OUT". &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Birthdays are magical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(except Spring Break ones, cause you never get a party/gifts from friends.)&lt;/span&gt; With age comes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;responsibility and MATURITY!&lt;/span&gt; I see that with him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt; and he has been so helpful and caring to his siblings. You know, the winks, like " I get it mom, isn't Ryan cute or I'll go along with that" I love his desire for me to say prayers with him &amp;amp; tuck him in every night. I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so thankful for him&lt;/span&gt; and can't wait to see the man he becomes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4m1JFvWcI/AAAAAAAABLI/ftxgYcsjKS4/s1600-h/CIMG3112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327238103640791490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4m1JFvWcI/AAAAAAAABLI/ftxgYcsjKS4/s400/CIMG3112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Steve -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;THIRTY&lt;/span&gt;-FIVE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 and celebrating??? his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;water skiing&lt;/span&gt; accident &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt; of 21 years this spring. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mean celebrating like with the cake above, but its a time to reflect. Our views differ a bit cause frankly it sucks to not have a leg &amp;amp; I'm not the one who deals with that side of it every day. What I love about Steve is that this "accident" has shaped him into who he is today. He gained a testimony so strong and way earlier than most people. He leads his life differently than most too. It may not get him ahead in this life or earn the most money. He'll gain a far better reward later. I am so beyond thankful I got to be the one he fell in love with and married. My life is far better than I could ever imagined. Better than all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;worldly&lt;/span&gt; things we desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-2040675545939637156?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/2040675545939637156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=2040675545939637156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2040675545939637156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2040675545939637156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/04/three-birthday-boys.html' title='Three Birthday Boys'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/Se4nj7j2FEI/AAAAAAAABLw/5S3R6OQ4dbM/s72-c/CIMG3326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4101278343350179452</id><published>2009-04-10T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:51:28.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Creat or not to Create?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wow!&lt;/span&gt; don't you love it when you find something motivating and reassuring? I often wonder if all that I am trying to accomplish in this life is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;worth any value&lt;/span&gt;. Is it taking away from what will be important after this life? You know, we hear a lot lately. The caution to not get caught up in things that take away from family life or even more, miss out on each little mess, fingerprint on the wall, or the need to help our little ones open their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;applesauce&lt;/span&gt;...AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I really enjoy creating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I crave it!&lt;/span&gt; It's such a part of me. So, will a desire &amp;amp; execution for painting a room, sewing a baby blanket or making jewelry help me or hurt me in the long run?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that keeping things in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;balance &lt;/span&gt;is obvious. So, when I found this&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RhLlnq5yY7k"&gt; clip&lt;/a&gt; it made my heart happy. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hope it makes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yours&lt;/span&gt; happy too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RhLlnq5yY7k"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-4101278343350179452?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4101278343350179452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4101278343350179452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4101278343350179452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4101278343350179452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-dont-you-love-it-when-you-find.html' title='To Creat or not to Create?'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-7078146868476787469</id><published>2009-04-05T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:44:38.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break...A Girls Trip!</title><content type='html'>So much for planning! After a few changes and much deliberation, Steve sent Olivia &amp;amp; I away to San Diego for a girls trip! Wow! You'd think I would be SO happy, but, I was actually sad to not spend the week with my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I got over it FAST&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;blast&lt;/span&gt;. Liz, Holly, Hannah, Rebecca, Liv &amp;amp; I tore up the place! Ha ha. As much as&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 3&lt;/span&gt; married Mormon ladies and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 2&lt;/span&gt; pre-teens could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Here are some highlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...slept in...ate wherever...LOVED the map feature on my iphone, it got us everywhere...BYU baseball-&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;which means&lt;/span&gt; Stetson Banks &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aka. Holly's hubby&lt;/span&gt;...Ghiradeli ice cream...Panera Bread Co...not worring about little people misbehaving...SHOPPING&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; at the&lt;/span&gt; carlsbad outlets...chillyweather ...late night laughs...goofing off...strawberry fields...Starbucks &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whole Grain, turkey bacon egg sandwiches...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Getting followed by the Rugby team cause they thought our car was full of girls like Holly! So Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdlIzc4_RuI/AAAAAAAABJ4/EIq7gKlZb4k/s1600-h/spring+break+in+california+20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321364483480700642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdlIzc4_RuI/AAAAAAAABJ4/EIq7gKlZb4k/s400/spring+break+in+california+20091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tension Breaker... had to be done!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdlIzXIC4JI/AAAAAAAABJw/hn9fqatwrwg/s1600-h/CIMG3971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321364481933238418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdlIzXIC4JI/AAAAAAAABJw/hn9fqatwrwg/s400/CIMG3971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How can something SO DUMB be SO FUN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdlIzUjSECI/AAAAAAAABJo/hYy2-eaRv-w/s1600-h/CIMG3972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321364481242173474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdlIzUjSECI/AAAAAAAABJo/hYy2-eaRv-w/s400/CIMG3972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing but LOVE &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( just keep repeating it &amp;amp; then you'll believe it!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdlIy8CojTI/AAAAAAAABJg/U0VbCKiwklo/s1600-h/CIMG3988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321364474662784306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdlIy8CojTI/AAAAAAAABJg/U0VbCKiwklo/s400/CIMG3988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My personal FAVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A BIG thanks to Steve for the great sacrifice he made for me &amp;amp; Liv. Props to him for managing the homefront with cleanliness and EASE. I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&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/807181161916677948-7078146868476787469?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/7078146868476787469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=7078146868476787469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7078146868476787469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7078146868476787469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-breaka-girls-trip.html' title='Spring Break...A Girls Trip!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdlIzc4_RuI/AAAAAAAABJ4/EIq7gKlZb4k/s72-c/spring+break+in+california+20091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5556692602811571826</id><published>2009-03-31T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:55:26.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Osborn Annual  Palm Springs Golf Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdqzF5JWTmI/AAAAAAAABKg/qEGI3YZf4Ik/s1600-h/CIMG3065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321762823512411746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdqzF5JWTmI/AAAAAAAABKg/qEGI3YZf4Ik/s400/CIMG3065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdqzFw8dO-I/AAAAAAAABKY/QwpQ6wpHNvo/s1600-h/CIMG3067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321762821310856162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdqzFw8dO-I/AAAAAAAABKY/QwpQ6wpHNvo/s400/CIMG3067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great memories of playing cards with my cousin Stephanie. Passing down the tradition for the next generation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdqzFpkgRpI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9x_5DBp1yHU/s1600-h/CIMG3076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321762819331344018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdqzFpkgRpI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9x_5DBp1yHU/s400/CIMG3076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The YUMMIEST &amp;amp; BIGGEST &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;REDDEST&lt;/span&gt; strawberries EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdqzFq1-iVI/AAAAAAAABKI/6pfs6hJAuxs/s1600-h/CIMG3077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321762819673065810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdqzFq1-iVI/AAAAAAAABKI/6pfs6hJAuxs/s400/CIMG3077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdqzFPzT9KI/AAAAAAAABKA/-_DEb54bKAY/s1600-h/CIMG3078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321762812414129314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdqzFPzT9KI/AAAAAAAABKA/-_DEb54bKAY/s400/CIMG3078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319264696749231874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHTDxwDjwI/AAAAAAAABJQ/d9CkjI-5xmc/s400/CIMG3058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We LOVE the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JW&lt;/span&gt; Marriott Sunday Brunch. Now that is happiness! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lots of FUN, together time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do feel a bit guilty about taking the kids out of school for a WHOLE week the week before Spring Break. Most likely WON"T be doing that next year! Sorry Osborn's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5556692602811571826?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5556692602811571826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5556692602811571826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5556692602811571826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5556692602811571826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/03/osborn-annual-palm-springs-golf-trip.html' title='Osborn Annual  Palm Springs Golf Trip'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdqzF5JWTmI/AAAAAAAABKg/qEGI3YZf4Ik/s72-c/CIMG3065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-8215585238564464118</id><published>2009-03-31T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:22:58.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCUBA Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHMAH_5xOI/AAAAAAAABIw/moM5znsJ-A0/s1600-h/2009-02-11Mexico9021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319256937420408034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHMAH_5xOI/AAAAAAAABIw/moM5znsJ-A0/s400/2009-02-11Mexico9021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Up, Up and Away... from kids and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;schedules&lt;/span&gt;! Just time to be with my favorite person in the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHMAEuNlwI/AAAAAAAABIo/XbK-lfDKGEg/s1600-h/2009-02-142009-02-13Delspictures220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319256936540903170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHMAEuNlwI/AAAAAAAABIo/XbK-lfDKGEg/s400/2009-02-142009-02-13Delspictures220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHL_6D1ItI/AAAAAAAABIg/6-uee-IFsXI/s1600-h/2009-02-122009-02-13SteveFrostspict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319256933678785234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHL_6D1ItI/AAAAAAAABIg/6-uee-IFsXI/s400/2009-02-122009-02-13SteveFrostspict.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have all the photos from the trip and I am tired of waiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLefZRI6I/AAAAAAAABIY/kKHqYPfojhU/s1600-h/CIMG2970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319256359585260450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLefZRI6I/AAAAAAAABIY/kKHqYPfojhU/s400/CIMG2970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happens every time. He was nice and fed all the fish too. No 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; dive for this one and even worse...no fresh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pico&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gallo&lt;/span&gt;, guacamole, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;quesadillas&lt;/span&gt; and Mexican Cokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLeXXs_vI/AAAAAAAABIQ/jUggwcUbMJg/s1600-h/CIMG2980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319256357431213810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLeXXs_vI/AAAAAAAABIQ/jUggwcUbMJg/s400/CIMG2980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLd2Z0c-I/AAAAAAAABII/TABOn9w1zRs/s1600-h/CIMG2981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319256348581721058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLd2Z0c-I/AAAAAAAABII/TABOn9w1zRs/s400/CIMG2981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna KILL me, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;good thing he doesn't know what I put on here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Man isn't he amazing. The story is... No he doesn't normally wear a speedo but one of our friends was roped into a bet and then before we knew it, all the guys had to don one of these bad boys. They others  made me erase ALL evidence that they slithered into the unthinkable! Funny thing is, I thought it was helarious and my Steve ROCKED the SPEEDO (So did the other two). He even wore it into the beachside resturant. We were all DYING with laughter watching people's eyes gaze at the One-legged guy in a speedo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Next year, they have to be teensy tiny ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLLIZSBeI/AAAAAAAABIA/RLLtsxUlAoQ/s1600-h/CIMG2995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319256026993788386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLLIZSBeI/AAAAAAAABIA/RLLtsxUlAoQ/s400/CIMG2995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always an adventure on the back of Steve's bike. Even if its the slowest scoot of the group!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to spice it up a bit and play "Sccoter Tag" this year. Man was that the BEST. That is until the cops blew their wistle at us 'cause we were causing trafic jams and near collisons on the main drag through town. For many that would be the end of it, but not for US! We didnt stop till we really did ALMOST crash and saw the poor tourist on another scooter eyes pop out of his head cause he thought he was going to eat the road. It was pretty fun and totally funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLK1OqNhI/AAAAAAAABH4/S_CLjISJ43k/s1600-h/CIMG3000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319256021848962578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLK1OqNhI/AAAAAAAABH4/S_CLjISJ43k/s400/CIMG3000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to our great &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; most righteous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; friends the Collins &amp;amp; Frosts  for suggesting that we go to Sacrament meeting. It was a great expierence that I won't soon forget. It was humbling to see the people of the church in other parts of the world worship the same as I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I discovered 3 things.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Flip flops and a casual attire would sometimes be nice. Esp. for the men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My boys NEED/WILL learn to play the piano! The only person who could BARELY play was an american who lived there. We sat behind the missionaries and I thought wouldn't it be nice if they could play for the ward they served in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever looked in the back of the Hymnal and practiced leading the music by using the little numbered diagrams? 2/4   &amp;amp;   4/4 time. Now I know why they put them in there. There was CLEARLY no musical talent in the ward. We are truly blessed here in America. So many opportunites!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLK9d0DLI/AAAAAAAABHw/R_jeL-jv86c/s1600-h/CIMG3001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319256024060005554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLK9d0DLI/AAAAAAAABHw/R_jeL-jv86c/s400/CIMG3001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLKnHKzWI/AAAAAAAABHo/HMVjQ4rj8qU/s1600-h/CIMG3002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319256018059447650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHLKnHKzWI/AAAAAAAABHo/HMVjQ4rj8qU/s400/CIMG3002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why is it that Sunday always has the BEST weather? Look at those shades of blue! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was sad to leave., but excited to see the kids.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-8215585238564464118?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/8215585238564464118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=8215585238564464118' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8215585238564464118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8215585238564464118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/03/scuba-getaway.html' title='SCUBA Getaway'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHMAH_5xOI/AAAAAAAABIw/moM5znsJ-A0/s72-c/2009-02-11Mexico9021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-3326376242128674615</id><published>2009-03-31T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:48:18.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherished</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHJC3A2bHI/AAAAAAAABHY/vrlzT8UtV3w/s1600-h/CIMG3053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319253685865704562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHJC3A2bHI/AAAAAAAABHY/vrlzT8UtV3w/s400/CIMG3053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had the great fortune of having Steve's grandma stay with us. This is one amazing woman. I couldn't even begin to explain her life &amp;amp; how she became the pillar that she is. We truly love her. I must toot her horn for her. She will be 90 this year. You would never guess it either. She doesn't look it of act like it. She was on a road trip with a girlfriend... at 90?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made her a great HOT breakfast and fresh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;squeezed&lt;/span&gt; o.j. and tried to give her the royal treatment. She asked to help me. Selfishly, I wanted to hear her play the piano. So, I asked her to play for us and before I knew it the kids were gathered around her. It was a tender &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt; for me. If only the kids could have just a tiny idea of the greatness and legacy she has created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-3326376242128674615?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/3326376242128674615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=3326376242128674615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3326376242128674615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3326376242128674615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/03/cherished.html' title='Cherished'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHJC3A2bHI/AAAAAAAABHY/vrlzT8UtV3w/s72-c/CIMG3053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-107404875201390037</id><published>2009-03-31T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:40:31.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinewood Derby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHHWsNNh9I/AAAAAAAABHQ/EKhdfNDIMzQ/s1600-h/CIMG3037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319251827538888658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHHWsNNh9I/AAAAAAAABHQ/EKhdfNDIMzQ/s400/CIMG3037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Man was Harrison excited when he got his pinewood derby car box. He spent too much time on the web searching for just the right desing. Army tank, hot rod, race car? Nope! Just a SWEET surfboard this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHHWvyokPI/AAAAAAAABHI/ixWptt6oXtE/s1600-h/CIMG3042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319251828501156082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHHWvyokPI/AAAAAAAABHI/ixWptt6oXtE/s400/CIMG3042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We learned a few lessons this year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pre-cut cars are available on the web and worth their weight in gold!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;surfers are chill and so was the surfboard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;winning isn't everything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Krispy Kreme Doughnuts NEVER disapoint&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mom needs to take photography classes in all her spare time.  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;see quality pics above!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Father &amp;amp; Son time is priceless&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-107404875201390037?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/107404875201390037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=107404875201390037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/107404875201390037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/107404875201390037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/03/pinewood-derby.html' title='Pinewood Derby'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHHWsNNh9I/AAAAAAAABHQ/EKhdfNDIMzQ/s72-c/CIMG3037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-8625420011762149422</id><published>2009-03-30T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:32:22.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's good to be back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OOh...&lt;/span&gt; I just love these boys &amp;amp; afterall it's just not fair that Harrison get to paint his Pinewood derby car and we don't have anything to paint! So...what does one mom who is trying to savor every minuite of this part of life do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHFJ4ha-YI/AAAAAAAABHA/bKCdzJfvI1s/s1600-h/CIMG3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319249408483326338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHFJ4ha-YI/AAAAAAAABHA/bKCdzJfvI1s/s400/CIMG3018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naked and all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHFJ4g_XaI/AAAAAAAABG4/1YWIpt9tKwg/s1600-h/CIMG3020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319249408481516962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHFJ4g_XaI/AAAAAAAABG4/1YWIpt9tKwg/s400/CIMG3020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One day I am gonna miss this! Thats what I've been told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHFJuIWkyI/AAAAAAAABGw/PeJ_buZZAw8/s1600-h/CIMG3030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319249405693825826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHFJuIWkyI/AAAAAAAABGw/PeJ_buZZAw8/s400/CIMG3030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was lying on the grass listening to the boys communicate/argue about where the paint should be positioned and what not when I noticed these cool clouds. A brief distraction from the SWEET noise I was listening to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHFJhEcxSI/AAAAAAAABGo/wGvIb_H3kAE/s1600-h/CIMG3034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319249402187793698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHFJhEcxSI/AAAAAAAABGo/wGvIb_H3kAE/s400/CIMG3034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walah! What a masterpiece. Every square had to be covered. Not sure whats up with the finger Ryan. Who taught you that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ahh... Its so nice to have a working computer again.&lt;/span&gt; For some reason, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not naming any 4 particular names&lt;/span&gt;, our computer began making strangs noises and running very slow. Thus, the reason for the lack of posts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-8625420011762149422?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/8625420011762149422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=8625420011762149422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8625420011762149422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8625420011762149422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-good-to-be-back.html' title='It&apos;s good to be back!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdHFJ4ha-YI/AAAAAAAABHA/bKCdzJfvI1s/s72-c/CIMG3018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-6806976347685773334</id><published>2009-03-30T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:10:12.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW EYE CANDY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdE57cdhELI/AAAAAAAABGA/o1j4yqcWTE4/s1600-h/CIMG3125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319096328316326066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdE57cdhELI/AAAAAAAABGA/o1j4yqcWTE4/s400/CIMG3125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am so excited about these new photo pendants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have spent the last week imagining ALL of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possibilities&lt;/span&gt;! Now I just need to take the time to make some samples. I updated my &lt;a href="http://noelleosborndesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;jewelry blog.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You should check it out &amp;amp; pass it along to others. Id love that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdE56758dDI/AAAAAAAABF4/la4bweMdTIo/s1600-h/CIMG3131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319096319577191474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdE56758dDI/AAAAAAAABF4/la4bweMdTIo/s400/CIMG3131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new stuff comes in antique gold &amp;amp; silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-6806976347685773334?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/6806976347685773334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=6806976347685773334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6806976347685773334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6806976347685773334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-eye-candy.html' title='NEW EYE CANDY!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SdE57cdhELI/AAAAAAAABGA/o1j4yqcWTE4/s72-c/CIMG3125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-6217107861372169563</id><published>2009-01-28T20:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:21:10.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WELL PUT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYEsUUoisHI/AAAAAAAABFY/oYfNjXVqknU/s1600-h/keep+calm.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296563364412174450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYEsUUoisHI/AAAAAAAABFY/oYfNjXVqknU/s400/keep+calm.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Was this image made for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I was visiting my cousin-in-law's blog and found this. I LOVE it! It's red, has a great message and a crown at the top! No, I don't think I am princess, I am the queen of the house. The BOSS, well we'll let the kids think that! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(OUCH, it hurts to say it but Steve is really the BOSS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Really though, I may help me to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Help me not to get worked up about stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Keep going when things get rough &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(esp, the cleanse &amp;amp; Acai diet from Dr. OZ I am about to start!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;Remember my divine potential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I like this so much that I think I am going to frame it and put it my laundry room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-6217107861372169563?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/6217107861372169563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=6217107861372169563' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6217107861372169563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6217107861372169563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-put.html' title='WELL PUT!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYEsUUoisHI/AAAAAAAABFY/oYfNjXVqknU/s72-c/keep+calm.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-8335173790884568334</id><published>2009-01-28T16:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:39:53.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone Feelin' The LUV???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYD5Ld0XooI/AAAAAAAABFM/4ZyoZNA3qLw/s1600-h/CIMG2937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296507137165861506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYD5Ld0XooI/AAAAAAAABFM/4ZyoZNA3qLw/s400/CIMG2937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This just makes me &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt; Valentines Day and my decorations! I have a fixation with stained glass. I can't wait for the time when I have THE LUXURY to take a class. (That could be only 1 year away. Wahoo!) Anyway, Im sending my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;out to all of you. You make my life happy too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYD5FzhMctI/AAAAAAAABFE/QSraXzBAvRE/s1600-h/CIMG2931.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few new designs for Valentines Day. I would LOVE it if you would pass my site along to anyone you know might like this stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYD5Fc8aZpI/AAAAAAAABE8/5iufJo0vJqU/s1600-h/CIMG2934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296507033851946642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYD5Fc8aZpI/AAAAAAAABE8/5iufJo0vJqU/s400/CIMG2934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYD5FMJtGpI/AAAAAAAABE0/Sms1DKR5aAY/s1600-h/CIMG2954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296507029344295570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYD5FMJtGpI/AAAAAAAABE0/Sms1DKR5aAY/s400/CIMG2954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYD5E7A6N5I/AAAAAAAABEs/kzHATqDgXAU/s1600-h/CIMG2956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296507024744003474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYD5E7A6N5I/AAAAAAAABEs/kzHATqDgXAU/s400/CIMG2956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-8335173790884568334?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/8335173790884568334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=8335173790884568334' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8335173790884568334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8335173790884568334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2009/01/anyone-feelin-luv.html' title='Anyone Feelin&apos; The LUV???'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SYD5Ld0XooI/AAAAAAAABFM/4ZyoZNA3qLw/s72-c/CIMG2937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4230035108019612058</id><published>2008-12-16T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:50:02.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canning Butter!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SUgSSB-jCUI/AAAAAAAABEk/JD39WENzTmU/s1600-h/CIMG2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280490664069630274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SUgSSB-jCUI/AAAAAAAABEk/JD39WENzTmU/s400/CIMG2634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Did you know that you can can butter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had great fun with my girlfriend Rhonda canning butter and chocolate chips when they went on sale recently. It lasts for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3-5 years&lt;/span&gt;. I am excited to gain more food storage, it makes me feel safe! Its not so bad to feel like you've accomplished something great either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I met a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; friend at the park the other day. It was so great to catch up and see her little girl. I was telling her about my butter story and about a 3 month supply. She is not a member of my church and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; shocked at the idea, let alone the  1 year storage idea. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;guidance&lt;/span&gt; in my life that the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; church offers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next project... canned chicken! (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aka tiny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;embryos in a jar!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-4230035108019612058?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4230035108019612058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4230035108019612058' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4230035108019612058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4230035108019612058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/12/canning-butter.html' title='Canning Butter!?!?!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SUgSSB-jCUI/AAAAAAAABEk/JD39WENzTmU/s72-c/CIMG2634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4204244322627119759</id><published>2008-12-15T19:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:43:49.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its beginning to look alot like Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SUccTfMsi7I/AAAAAAAABEc/aVJDXi76nro/s1600-h/CIMG2650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280220209233038258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SUccTfMsi7I/AAAAAAAABEc/aVJDXi76nro/s400/CIMG2650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; My mom once said to me that I shouldn't BBQ cause that takes away my hubby's purpose in the kitchen, so... I guess this applies too! But I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;to pull out the&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' box of lights&lt;/span&gt; each year and hang them up. I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;searching to find the broken bulbs, testing the strand &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; climbing the ladder, but the biggest reason of all is its sentimental. I am lucky to own the strands that were &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;on my house&lt;/span&gt; as a child. Well, only a few now! I figured if they were sparking I should probably retire them. So I have enjoyed robbing those strands of&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bulbs that are so hard to find. I really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ones. I love how &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;classic&lt;/span&gt; they are. I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; climbing on the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;roof&lt;/span&gt; and watching the neighborhood from a different view. I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; how &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;concerned&lt;/span&gt; my kids get while mom is in danger and I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;Steve for letting me do this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;manly job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SUccTVkqO-I/AAAAAAAABEU/F04hF1ppYr0/s1600-h/CIMG2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280220206649195490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SUccTVkqO-I/AAAAAAAABEU/F04hF1ppYr0/s400/CIMG2648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SUccTF8R2FI/AAAAAAAABEM/eVcU_8DSv8k/s1600-h/CIMG2647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280220202453293138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SUccTF8R2FI/AAAAAAAABEM/eVcU_8DSv8k/s400/CIMG2647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; is such a fun time of year, full of joy and traditions. Its so festive and cozy. This year is just as busy as ever, but I am trying to be prepared. A year or so back while I was letting life get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hold&lt;/span&gt; of me. Not feeling like I was doing things right or even at all. A beautiful friend of mine (mother of 8!) gave me some wonderful advice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;GET BACK TO THE BASICS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; She asked me if I was praying every morning and reading my scriptures daily. No, of course I wasn't! I was living in total chaos, moving and a new baby &amp;amp; so on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So this year, at Christmastime, Crazy busy time, I decided I would do just that. GET BACK TO THE BASICS! I want to feel the spirit more and get more out of life. I tend to muscle my way through life WAY too much. I need to have more faith. The funny thing is it totally works. My days are happier, I accomplish more &amp;amp; I am NICER! Now who doesn't want that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So maybe, to my wonderful friends reading this, try to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;GET BACK TO THE BASICS&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; enjoy this season and the New Year to come. Heavens knows we could all use it!&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/807181161916677948-4204244322627119759?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4204244322627119759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4204244322627119759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4204244322627119759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4204244322627119759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-beginning-to-look-alot-like.html' title='Its beginning to look alot like Christmas...'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SUccTfMsi7I/AAAAAAAABEc/aVJDXi76nro/s72-c/CIMG2650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5874738893165810203</id><published>2008-11-24T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:31:38.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;Its a bit late, but I wanted to post about the best birthday weekend ever! Our friends Steve and Rhonda and my Steve planned a little getaway for my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;32nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; birthday. We stayed in Rocky Point in their condo and played games, ate, relaxed, slept in, took long walks on the beach... you know all the things you don't enjoy as much when you have 4 little ones with needs! Oooh. I sound like I don't love my kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Really, but it's nice to get a shower and a blowdry in without interuptions!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My birthday was a blast. Rhonda made it especially nice. (Funny how women now what other women will enjoy!) I got a birthday card every couple of hours. How thoughful! I didn't have to do anything for myself if I didn't wan't to! Although, that isn't in me... so we went out to Shell Beach in the jeep and totally got stuck.  Rhonda and I had to climb a big hill and heave huge rocks down to the guys. Man what would they have done with out our muscles. Gathered some amazing shells and made "crafts" out of them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;Lucky for Harrison, it was sand dollar season. It was his only request that I bring him home one! We had a great time walking &amp;amp; cartwheeling down the beach hunting them. ( glad to know I can still conquer the cartwheel!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSs0r6A9uaI/AAAAAAAABDM/atNObcGYkAg/s1600-h/CIMG2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSs0r6A9uaI/AAAAAAAABDM/atNObcGYkAg/s400/CIMG2526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSs0r2HHCMI/AAAAAAAABDU/-1QuaCuQ6GY/s1600-h/CIMG2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSs0r2HHCMI/AAAAAAAABDU/-1QuaCuQ6GY/s400/CIMG2530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSs0sR10EOI/AAAAAAAABDc/x6PwZb8JMyM/s1600-h/CIMG2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSs0sR10EOI/AAAAAAAABDc/x6PwZb8JMyM/s400/CIMG2544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSs0sforQ-I/AAAAAAAABDk/5kAfN8gYsEQ/s1600-h/CIMG2550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSs0sforQ-I/AAAAAAAABDk/5kAfN8gYsEQ/s400/CIMG2550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5874738893165810203?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5874738893165810203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5874738893165810203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5874738893165810203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5874738893165810203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-bit-late-but-i-wanted-to-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSs0r6A9uaI/AAAAAAAABDM/atNObcGYkAg/s72-c/CIMG2526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-7193484858303161620</id><published>2008-11-21T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:20:35.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Movie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSckuIODrjI/AAAAAAAABCE/6A5xG88Budo/s1600-h/twilight_freak_header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271222263759482418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSckuIODrjI/AAAAAAAABCE/6A5xG88Budo/s400/twilight_freak_header.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yea!&lt;/span&gt; Today was a great day. First, a great bunch of girls...all I am proud to say are my friends met up for a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SWEET&lt;/span&gt; breakfast. Le &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grande&lt;/span&gt; Orange makes me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I love the vibe, the unusual trinkets available for purchase and the great food/treats. I decided to let Liv stay home from school and have a fun day with me. Man was she &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy and willing&lt;/span&gt; to help around the house today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After a very satisfying breakfast, we headed off the the theater. I had been anticipating this for awhile and couldn't wait to see if the cast would be anything like who'd I'd created each character to be in my mind or what Bella's room looked like or the Cullen's house. I was skeptical and about half way into the movie &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I decided to stop thinking about what was in my little head and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; the movie! Which I did! Of course the books are always better. The author has much more ability to capture the details, but it was fun to see it come alive on the big screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;As for the cast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt;- Loved the hair! although a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; in the beginning, I warmed up to his unusual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;handsomeness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt;- I thought she was a good fit, although cuter than the "homely" girl in the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jacob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Not so good for me. Can't wait to see how he evolves into the BIG, (not so bad) wolf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Carlisle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- The worst casting ever. I imagined him to be the most handsome one of all! Bummer!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Esme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- I had her looking like Elle the plus sized model. Funny and random I know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rosealie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Fine, she bugged, so I guess she did her job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- I liked her, but maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; cause she played a likable character. A little Pixie-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Emmett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- I liked his massive size. Good job on this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jasper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ughh&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Weird&lt;/span&gt;, Awkward, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ewww&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liked and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pleasantly&lt;/span&gt; surprised about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Leaurent&lt;/span&gt; and Victoria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just reading on Stephanie Meyers blog and I am so excited, I can hardly contain myself! I can't hit the right keys on my computer. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Does anyone know this?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; For fun, Stephanie was thinking in her head about Edward's perspective of the Twilight series. She started writing "her next project" called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Midnight Sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She gave it to a few trusted friends and one of them leaked it on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;. Read the link cause she decided to include the it on her site for us to read rather than find it and participate in the illegal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;betrayal&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://http//www.stepheniemeyer.com/midnightsun.html"&gt;http://http//www.stepheniemeyer.com/midnightsun.html&lt;/a&gt;. I haven't read it yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steve just gave me some fat to chew!!! He thinks the leak  wasn't on accident at all. It is a publicity stunt.  Hmmm! Who knows, but from what I read, she sounds pretty hurt. Welcome to the world, Stephanie, Its pretty wicked out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going now for a few reasons, one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure you can guess, the others... I spent way too much time on this already ( the dirty floors are calling) and my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sweet, kind and loving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(jealous of Edward) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;husband will not not stop teasing me about all this. He just walked in the door and I am blogging away about Twilight with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;soundtrack&lt;/span&gt; playing with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt; drink of choice ( the unmentionable!) Boy am I in trouble. He would like me to clear one thing up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He is NOT jealous of Edward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I know babe, its just a joke. You are my one and only Edward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-7193484858303161620?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/7193484858303161620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=7193484858303161620' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7193484858303161620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7193484858303161620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/11/movie.html' title='The Movie!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SSckuIODrjI/AAAAAAAABCE/6A5xG88Budo/s72-c/twilight_freak_header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-874445183165602654</id><published>2008-11-03T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:46:51.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times! Halloween 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQ8uWKqFo_I/AAAAAAAABAs/9dHP4hs2MWw/s1600-h/CIMG2596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264477447772283890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQ8uWKqFo_I/AAAAAAAABAs/9dHP4hs2MWw/s400/CIMG2596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our 60's Diva- Who was caught somewhere in between wanting to be a hippie and a go-go girl. I kept telling her the two had NOTHING in common. Sequins and peace signs don't mix. Man she was almost as tall as me. Now that is SCARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQ8uVp4WxRI/AAAAAAAABAk/UFp_H38Rym8/s1600-h/CIMG2595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264477438973756690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQ8uVp4WxRI/AAAAAAAABAk/UFp_H38Rym8/s400/CIMG2595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan's got a gun! A very annoying one, that repeats...FIRE, FIRE! What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQ8uVYud-TI/AAAAAAAABAc/8pT6K3vgam8/s1600-h/CIMG2593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264477434368882994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQ8uVYud-TI/AAAAAAAABAc/8pT6K3vgam8/s400/CIMG2593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boys will be boys! Anything dirty, scary, or gross! He was so cute and so excited I let him be a skeleton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQ8uUo044bI/AAAAAAAABAU/O_3oqLqTGXE/s1600-h/CIMG2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264477421510910386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQ8uUo044bI/AAAAAAAABAU/O_3oqLqTGXE/s400/CIMG2590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my Owen! This is soooo fitting  for him. Not because to toots, fluffs, or wiftys (all my mom's terms that I grew up with. I HATE the word fart) but because he is such an out of the box thinker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-874445183165602654?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/874445183165602654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=874445183165602654' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/874445183165602654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/874445183165602654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-times-halloween-2008.html' title='Good Times! Halloween 2008'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQ8uWKqFo_I/AAAAAAAABAs/9dHP4hs2MWw/s72-c/CIMG2596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-3657535678276879419</id><published>2008-10-31T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:54:39.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQtBTxKfWII/AAAAAAAABAM/n0M_CFNHRgY/s1600-h/noelles+halloween+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263372397383211138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQtBTxKfWII/AAAAAAAABAM/n0M_CFNHRgY/s400/noelles+halloween+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is something so funny to me about laughing at myself!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What a Dork!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Man I was pretty creative though. The story goes back a little further than this picture of me senior year....I was a "wrapped gift" in 8th grade too.  My friends and I walked for miles(literally) to my friend nieghborhood. She lived by apartments and in my day that was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUGE! &lt;/span&gt;Now parents just bus their kids to nice neighborhoods. I get so sick of this&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;. They are getting mini tootsie rolls from Mexico!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so excited&lt;/span&gt; about that too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Back to the story, we were so tired to walk back to my neighborhood, so my friend's mom drove us back. Nice Mommy. I didn't think about sitting in a box before. I had nothing but those &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;darling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;red tights and a shirt on and I was not going to take off my box. There were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOYS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with us! After a few tries, I "settled" in to the front seat on my knees wedged backwards for the what seemed to be a very long trip home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P.S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have some mean "bow tying" skills if anyone wants to copy me!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ha Ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Enjoy the day &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and eat lots&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; Reeses Peanut Butter Cups &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for me&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-3657535678276879419?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/3657535678276879419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=3657535678276879419' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3657535678276879419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3657535678276879419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQtBTxKfWII/AAAAAAAABAM/n0M_CFNHRgY/s72-c/noelles+halloween+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4393672336606971264</id><published>2008-10-23T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T08:57:51.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was pleasently surprised</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQCZgEY3ptI/AAAAAAAAA-0/WbFyUDQEWUQ/s1600-h/owen+school+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260373140981655250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQCZgEY3ptI/AAAAAAAAA-0/WbFyUDQEWUQ/s400/owen+school+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhhh! Here is that little smile I always talk about. I gets me every time. Kindergarten has been the best thing that has happened for him. He loves it and he has a SUPER teacher. (she feels the same way about that smile too!) He is so happy he is a big kid now and boy am I happy years 3 &amp;amp; 4 are past with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQCZgGlKLfI/AAAAAAAAA-s/lU8H1zrmR74/s1600-h/harrison+school+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260373141570072050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQCZgGlKLfI/AAAAAAAAA-s/lU8H1zrmR74/s400/harrison+school+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;H is so sweet and tender. He is building his confidence and that makes me happy. He started flag football this year with the neighborhood boys and really is loving it. The best part is he is listening and trying to do what is asked of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is so fun to watch my kids grow and develop themselves. Thanks to advice from some wise friends. I am really trying to enjoy the stage of life that I am in. Sometimes that is not easy but, I try. I can't wait to see what life with three darling teenage boys will be like.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQCZfx7DvjI/AAAAAAAAA-k/B-J1fm7CPpY/s1600-h/olivia+school+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260373136024780338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQCZfx7DvjI/AAAAAAAAA-k/B-J1fm7CPpY/s400/olivia+school+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, life with a preteen girl. So fun, so crazy, so emotional, but so awesome to see who O is becoming. She is so determined, focused and funny too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-4393672336606971264?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4393672336606971264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4393672336606971264' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4393672336606971264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4393672336606971264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-pleasently-surprised.html' title='I was pleasently surprised'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SQCZgEY3ptI/AAAAAAAAA-0/WbFyUDQEWUQ/s72-c/owen+school+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-1859746574890314046</id><published>2008-10-21T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:52:28.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4iQxyg0aI/AAAAAAAAA-c/IOp-ou3vd8E/s1600-h/tag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259679086453772706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4iQxyg0aI/AAAAAAAAA-c/IOp-ou3vd8E/s400/tag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Man I just cought up on posts and low and behold I got tagged. Thanks though. I think these are fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7 WIERD OR UNUSUAL THINGS ABOUT ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to pick scabs and zits...Start out with the gross one I know!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have never gotten a speeding ticket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had the chicken pox when i was 9. My fever was 106 and i was hallucinating. I was hospitalized and given a spinal tap(OUCH) The Dr. thought I may have had pox on my brain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Althoug it took a while to admit....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shhh!    &lt;/span&gt;I actually like my minvan!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People think I am calm. Im not so much and I really don't like that about me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love having pictures taken, I even have some great ones. You wouldn't know it cause i have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; problem with getting things framed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I absolutly love eating brussel sprouts. I have some growing in the garden right now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I TAG... Nicole, Janalyn, Leigh, Marnee(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;come on this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;), Holly, Jeannette, Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look forward to hearing strange things about you too! Love you all, Noelle&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/807181161916677948-1859746574890314046?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/1859746574890314046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=1859746574890314046' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/1859746574890314046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/1859746574890314046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4iQxyg0aI/AAAAAAAAA-c/IOp-ou3vd8E/s72-c/tag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-6645320041030296807</id><published>2008-10-21T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:31:14.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 years of Wedded Bliss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4dz4OH1mI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ow3CXFpaX4A/s1600-h/CIMG2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259674191917471330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4dz4OH1mI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ow3CXFpaX4A/s400/CIMG2459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ok, I know another anniversary post... This is why I decided to post about it.&lt;/span&gt; Steve and I were at his sisters wedding a few weeks ago and I thought it was neat to be in Utah in the temple the same month we got married 13 years ago. It was kind of  a"renewing our vows" sort of thing. I listened intently to the officiator and made those promises again. So sorry, for the gaggy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4dcK0KOeI/AAAAAAAAA90/30p5BnR0-cw/s1600-h/wedding+day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259673784591989218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4dcK0KOeI/AAAAAAAAA90/30p5BnR0-cw/s400/wedding+day1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Same famous stairs 13 years earlier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4dcqlL-8I/AAAAAAAAA98/asRY0ATXovI/s1600-h/wedding+picture+favorite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259673793119124418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4dcqlL-8I/AAAAAAAAA98/asRY0ATXovI/s400/wedding+picture+favorite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4dc45P2nI/AAAAAAAAA-E/IJXg8apbstI/s1600-h/wedding+picture+favorite2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259673796961360498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4dc45P2nI/AAAAAAAAA-E/IJXg8apbstI/s400/wedding+picture+favorite2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ill spare everyong from the long list of why I love my husband. I know why he is wonderful and I try to tell him often. I do love him with all of my heart and truly feel we are a great pair. I am thankful to his sister Amy for introducing us and I am thankful for the honorable man that he is. He makes me want to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4ddEWvLcI/AAAAAAAAA-M/s8hBRzpqNRU/s1600-h/wedding+day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-6645320041030296807?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/6645320041030296807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=6645320041030296807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6645320041030296807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6645320041030296807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/10/13-years-of-wedded-bliss.html' title='13 years of Wedded Bliss!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4dz4OH1mI/AAAAAAAAA-U/ow3CXFpaX4A/s72-c/CIMG2459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-2949203906762454465</id><published>2008-10-20T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:07:33.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AT LAST   Aunt Becca gets married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4W7uDYFQI/AAAAAAAAA9c/YK3ychrvF4Y/s1600-h/CIMG2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259666630045603074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4W7uDYFQI/AAAAAAAAA9c/YK3ychrvF4Y/s400/CIMG2401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yea! We have been waiting for the right guy for our special Aunt Becca. (Not as long as she has!!) We are so happy for her and know she made the RIGHT choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom and I got to make all of the dresses for the wedding attendants. Man was it hard work. It was a combined effort to make 8 dresses and fit them to each girl. So here are a few of the dresses I so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;affectionatly&lt;/span&gt; named "THE DAMN DRESSES" It was a huge mental stress, but in the end I was happy (somewhat) with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4W7qTgk0I/AAAAAAAAA9k/wNePrsCnJ2E/s1600-h/CIMG2405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259666629039526722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4W7qTgk0I/AAAAAAAAA9k/wNePrsCnJ2E/s400/CIMG2405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve bought us plane tickets to fly to Utah this time.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; HAPPY! With the economy like it is, it wasn't too much more to do it this way. To say the least, the kids were elated. It was the first time for O &amp;amp; R and H couldn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;remeber&lt;/span&gt; the time he got to fly. Here we were on the shuttle from the long term parking lot. You would have thought we were at Disneyland, they thought it was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4W75kBelI/AAAAAAAAA9s/QBhLSPKOCb4/s1600-h/CIMG2406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259666633135323730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4W75kBelI/AAAAAAAAA9s/QBhLSPKOCb4/s400/CIMG2406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WjHFLsuI/AAAAAAAAA80/mNrqImyHgl8/s1600-h/CIMG2407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259666207267336930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WjHFLsuI/AAAAAAAAA80/mNrqImyHgl8/s400/CIMG2407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WjV76API/AAAAAAAAA88/JMjLhUhjGyw/s1600-h/CIMG2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259666211254960370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WjV76API/AAAAAAAAA88/JMjLhUhjGyw/s400/CIMG2409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank technology for Dora and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;iphone&lt;/span&gt;! Hes was really quiet except when he yelled out "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Swiper&lt;/span&gt; NO Swiping!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4Wjgl9e9I/AAAAAAAAA9E/xjT0WGypNrk/s1600-h/CIMG2433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259666214115703762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4Wjgl9e9I/AAAAAAAAA9E/xjT0WGypNrk/s400/CIMG2433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WjoNiY8I/AAAAAAAAA9M/sf-wmfZKdjA/s1600-h/CIMG2438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259666216160748482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WjoNiY8I/AAAAAAAAA9M/sf-wmfZKdjA/s400/CIMG2438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Neice&lt;/span&gt; Holly and the bigger girls watched all of the kids while we were in the temple. She got some great pictures. I have to say, I love it when someone else takes pictures for me. Its like Christmas when I look through them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259666223590312738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WkD44iyI/AAAAAAAAA9U/dxi1LrQ8gr8/s400/CIMG2453.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Osborn Family &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; was the most beautiful, classy bride I have ever seen. Chris is not bad either!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WHk_3MFI/AAAAAAAAA8M/gO43SkIEZvI/s1600-h/CIMG2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665734261747794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WHk_3MFI/AAAAAAAAA8M/gO43SkIEZvI/s400/CIMG2455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WH3KOgQI/AAAAAAAAA8U/pxP2LODQcbk/s1600-h/CIMG2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665739137057026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WH3KOgQI/AAAAAAAAA8U/pxP2LODQcbk/s400/CIMG2462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WH9WSYJI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Dti1TJiJmOk/s1600-h/CIMG2463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665740798255250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WH9WSYJI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Dti1TJiJmOk/s400/CIMG2463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well so much for coordinating ties for the wedding. These landed in the window sill at the reception. I was able to bribe the little boys with $1 if they would wear it for pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WIPj3wJI/AAAAAAAAA8k/E395geK4OUU/s1600-h/CIMG2465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665745687068818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WIPj3wJI/AAAAAAAAA8k/E395geK4OUU/s400/CIMG2465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WInL2_oI/AAAAAAAAA8s/DpAL1ojojus/s1600-h/CIMG2472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665752028806786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4WInL2_oI/AAAAAAAAA8s/DpAL1ojojus/s400/CIMG2472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful O.    Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Becca&lt;/span&gt; and O have a special relationship. This was so much fun for her to see Rebecca's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; come true. She is a great friend and example to her and I am thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-2949203906762454465?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/2949203906762454465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=2949203906762454465' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2949203906762454465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2949203906762454465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/10/at-last-aunt-becca-gets-married.html' title='AT LAST   Aunt Becca gets married!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SP4W7uDYFQI/AAAAAAAAA9c/YK3ychrvF4Y/s72-c/CIMG2401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-7075827132416890016</id><published>2008-10-20T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T10:28:25.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Beauty!....THE LEAVES, not necessarily the kids!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy31h0iqjI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Un84ny1jV3g/s1600-h/CIMG2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259280595101592114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy31h0iqjI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Un84ny1jV3g/s400/CIMG2483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My heart aches for the fall. You can't help but want to move to Utah this time of year. No worries we aren't entertaining the idea! I miss the crisp air and changing leaves though. I do have to say, I love that the kids are getting older and they will stop for a QUICK moment for a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy31rHn3pI/AAAAAAAAA4s/cYva22oqIrA/s1600-h/photo13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259280597597544082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy31rHn3pI/AAAAAAAAA4s/cYva22oqIrA/s400/photo13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So fun to see a growing boy still wanting to have fun. "Hey mom, lets do Leaf Angels."  Gotta cherish those sweet moments these boys let out once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy3OOqX8oI/AAAAAAAAA38/diZXGv5gSpc/s1600-h/photo14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259279919943774850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy3OOqX8oI/AAAAAAAAA38/diZXGv5gSpc/s400/photo14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So adorable. I want to pinch his cute cheeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy3OCqdLbI/AAAAAAAAA4E/lZfKPgp3vp8/s1600-h/photo17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259279916722892210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy3OCqdLbI/AAAAAAAAA4E/lZfKPgp3vp8/s400/photo17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, Liv your hair looks nice!! Love the preteen stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy3OjOYpTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/kO3amxW6YYg/s1600-h/photo20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259279925463524658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy3OjOYpTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/kO3amxW6YYg/s400/photo20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This boy makes my heart happy. That smile melts my heart too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy3B4Gh-JI/AAAAAAAAA3U/NkAs-ShJJRs/s1600-h/CIMG2457.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy3CfkXBVI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Oam-XKn8kVw/s1600-h/photo10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259279718323520850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy3CfkXBVI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Oam-XKn8kVw/s400/photo10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes I am in awe at the wonderful gift Heavenly father has given me. Really! Its nice to have those thoughts occasionally cause most of the time life is CHAOTIC and well you know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-7075827132416890016?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/7075827132416890016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=7075827132416890016' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7075827132416890016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7075827132416890016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-beautythe-leaves-not-necessarily.html' title='What Beauty!....THE LEAVES, not necessarily the kids!!!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SPy31h0iqjI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Un84ny1jV3g/s72-c/CIMG2483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-7648021333642968485</id><published>2008-09-21T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:22:53.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOW TO SHOWER LIKE A WOMAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according to lights and darks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at your womanly physique in the mirror - make mental note to do more sit-ups/leg-lifts, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get in the shower. Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added vitamins. Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean. Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner enhanced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and jaffa cake body wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rinse conditioner off hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shave armpits and legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn off shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower. Spray mold spots with Tilex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out of shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry with towel the size of a small country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrap hair in super absorbent towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on head. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOW TO SHOWER LIKE A MAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk naked to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see wife along the way, shake wiener at her making the woo-woo sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at your manly physique in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admire the size of your wiener and scratch your rear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash your armpits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fart and laugh at how loud it sounds in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash your butt, leaving those coarse butt hairs stuck on the soap. (EEW!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash your hair. Make a Shampoo Mohawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rinse off and get out of shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partially dry off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fail to notice water on floor because curtain was hanging out of tub the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admire wiener size in mirror again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave shower curtain open, wet mat on floor, light and fan on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return to bedroom with towel around waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you pass wife, pull off towel, shake wiener at her and make the woo-woo sound again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw wet towel on bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ok, If any of you can still see through the tears of laughter, email me and i will send a copy of this to you via email. I got this almost 1 1/2 yrs ago and came across it today. This is priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:osborn.noelle@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;osborn.noelle@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-7648021333642968485?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/7648021333642968485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=7648021333642968485' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7648021333642968485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7648021333642968485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-to-shower-like-woman-take-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-3101111912404754578</id><published>2008-09-20T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:20:29.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ABC's "getting to know you" TAG. Each player then tags 3 people and posts their names, then go to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- Attached or single: Attached and I really like him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B- Best Friend: Steve. No more, my dad told me as a kid to never have a BFF. I do have some very awesome amost BFFs though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Cake or Pie: cake (Dark, fudgy,chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Day: NOT sunday! Yoga and pilates days, lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- Essential Item: water, gum, Steve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F- Favorite Color: I love alot of colors. Brown, green, red, blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Gummi Bears or Worms: Gummi worms, Im not eating them these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H-Home town: Scottsdale, AZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- Indulgences: time alone with Steve. Yummy dinners with you know who. chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J- January or July?: January, ski time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-Kids: 4 wonderful in their own way kids. 1 girl, 3 boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Life is incomplete without: God, Steve, kids and a chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M- Marriage Date: October 21,1995&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-Number of Siblings: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O- Oranges or Apples: Oranges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P- Phobias or Fears: Fear that Steve will die long before me. he thinks this is going to happen, so that worries me. or that someone will break in the house while Steve is out fo town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q- Quote: Seek first to understand, then to be understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R- Reason To Smile: Im alive and happy and "seriously so blessed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S- Season: I love all, wish we had four seasons in AZ. Love the crispness of fall, Chill of winter, planting in the spring, and freedom of summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T- Tag Three: Jacque Arnette, Marnee Marriott, Sarah Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U- Unknown fact about me: I used to be really outspoken and sassy. Ive come along way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V- Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animal: What?!? I love meat, I'm "O" blood type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W- Worst Habit: quick to the end of my fuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-Rays or Ultrasounds: Ultrasounds :) Ultrasounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y-Your favorite food: Eating at a great resturaunt. I LOVE yummy, prepared for me food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z: Zodiac Sign: Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Edit Post" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=2698848725759663497&amp;amp;postID=5823751831436494628"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-3101111912404754578?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/3101111912404754578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=3101111912404754578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3101111912404754578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3101111912404754578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/abcs-getting-to-know-you-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5926620519457649107</id><published>2008-09-17T16:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:34:56.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGzZFZcS2I/AAAAAAAAAy4/XOuhL8GAKMQ/s1600-h/CIMG2335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247172284390329186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGzZFZcS2I/AAAAAAAAAy4/XOuhL8GAKMQ/s400/CIMG2335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O drew this for me. I asked him who it was. "It's you mom. In the house!" Crazy mom, I say. Is that really how he thinks I look? Frazzled, yet SUPER skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5926620519457649107?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5926620519457649107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5926620519457649107' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5926620519457649107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5926620519457649107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-drew-this-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGzZFZcS2I/AAAAAAAAAy4/XOuhL8GAKMQ/s72-c/CIMG2335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5146696244936477426</id><published>2008-09-17T16:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:34:50.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Gonna Kill Me One Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGct-Y0kUI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kjKmsQNcdZU/s1600-h/ryans+ears+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247147354518491458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGct-Y0kUI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kjKmsQNcdZU/s400/ryans+ears+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, this is going to be one to hold over his head! Sweet sixteen, wedding roast? I chuckle everytime I look at this picture. Really, I love his sweet innoncence and even cuter face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5146696244936477426?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5146696244936477426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5146696244936477426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5146696244936477426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5146696244936477426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/hes-gonna-kill-me-one-day.html' title='He&apos;s Gonna Kill Me One Day'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGct-Y0kUI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kjKmsQNcdZU/s72-c/ryans+ears+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-9211593906889580717</id><published>2008-09-17T16:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:37:11.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Long Legs Turns 11!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHh2mcsUAI/AAAAAAAAA1A/o4pg6LP7nnI/s1600-h/olivia+newborn+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247223369013415938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHh2mcsUAI/AAAAAAAAA1A/o4pg6LP7nnI/s400/olivia+newborn+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were so excited to have our little girl. Although you were the hardest pregnancy, overdue by 8 LONG days, most painful delivery &amp;amp; did the most damage to my body. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You were SO worth it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHh2k-hpmI/AAAAAAAAA1I/GC8WvcUe1T8/s1600-h/olivia+newborn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247223368618452578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHh2k-hpmI/AAAAAAAAA1I/GC8WvcUe1T8/s400/olivia+newborn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought she would come out pretty! Only a face a mother could love! I was truly amazed ny her. So sweet, calm, new, helpless, MINE. I came across a saying when I was pregnant with her that honestly I didn't completely understand until I held her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; " A baby touches a part of your heart, a part you never knew was there."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHhsV09PNI/AAAAAAAAA0w/us8AOxsKHsA/s1600-h/olivia+newborn+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247223192753093842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHhsV09PNI/AAAAAAAAA0w/us8AOxsKHsA/s400/olivia+newborn+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So cute and chunky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHhnxOMO3I/AAAAAAAAA0o/sT9vWJNTKRU/s1600-h/olivia+newborn+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247223114207345522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHhnxOMO3I/AAAAAAAAA0o/sT9vWJNTKRU/s400/olivia+newborn+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out world, I know where I came from &amp;amp; I know where I'm going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHhhOZigPI/AAAAAAAAA0g/IomT--Hkogs/s1600-h/olivia+baptism+%26+ryan+4mos.+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247223001780486386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHhhOZigPI/AAAAAAAAA0g/IomT--Hkogs/s400/olivia+baptism+%26+ryan+4mos.+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baptism Photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHdS6mGlDI/AAAAAAAAAzA/S8VmKyWbsd0/s1600-h/IMG_9714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247218357899793458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHdS6mGlDI/AAAAAAAAAzA/S8VmKyWbsd0/s400/IMG_9714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHdTE80EnI/AAAAAAAAAzI/v-qATn5LZNM/s1600-h/olivia+baptism+%26+ryan+4mos.+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My how she's grown! Too little time and space to share all of my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mature and wise beyond her years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so helpful &amp;amp; responsible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wants to be modest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;smart, adventursome, spunky &amp;amp; funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;compassionate at an early age. Knows when to jump in &amp;amp; help &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mean cooking skills &amp;amp; very daring to try new recipes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eats &amp;amp; ENJOYS veggies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a leader&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ginger, Lavonia, Little Miss Longe legs, Liv or whatever Steve wants that day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;intense &amp;amp; determined (which will serve her well someday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well mannered and kind to so many&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We love you Liv! You are so awesome. We enjoy watching your life evolve. Stay true and keep on going where you are going. We are so proud of you and your choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/807181161916677948-9211593906889580717?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/9211593906889580717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=9211593906889580717' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/9211593906889580717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/9211593906889580717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-miss-long-legs-turns-11.html' title='Little Miss Long Legs Turns 11!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNHh2mcsUAI/AAAAAAAAA1A/o4pg6LP7nnI/s72-c/olivia+newborn+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4128800812104065412</id><published>2008-09-17T16:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:54:13.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Funniness with Mr. O</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGTwRIbiSI/AAAAAAAAAxA/reG8Xvj8MTU/s1600-h/CIMG2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247137498305104162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGTwRIbiSI/AAAAAAAAAxA/reG8Xvj8MTU/s400/CIMG2332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;During the "Osborn Stressful Homework Hour" O gave me a much needed laugh. "Mom I have 8 shirts on!" Mom said, "Why did you do that?" O replied,"I wanted to try it." Mom so sweetly said,"Oh, that is so funny, now please GO HANG THEM BACK UP!" (after a few pics of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGTwh9dC-I/AAAAAAAAAxI/6p_FvDfPnN8/s1600-h/CIMG2333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247137502822468578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGTwh9dC-I/AAAAAAAAAxI/6p_FvDfPnN8/s400/CIMG2333.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lets count them he says! Who knew fun could be so educational!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGTwlaBtxI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/O5aejOq0dQ4/s1600-h/CIMG2334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247137503747618578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGTwlaBtxI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/O5aejOq0dQ4/s400/CIMG2334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gottta love his little teeth, big dimples &amp;amp; smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I love O. He is so funny and quite unusual (in a good way!) I am not great at describing why I think he is so interesting to me. He listens intently esp. when I don't think he is, and is always trying to figure out how things work. His mind is "mechanical". Like father, like son. I especially love his randomness!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A FEW FUNNIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hey mom, worms have 5 hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after studying grandma's "moley" back, he said, "your back looks like a tortilla"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my sleeper in the buff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;reformed neighborhood nudest (riding his bike and all)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sweet kind boy esp. now that he is a kindergartner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-4128800812104065412?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4128800812104065412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4128800812104065412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4128800812104065412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4128800812104065412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-funniness-with-mr-o.html' title='Random Funniness with Mr. O'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGTwRIbiSI/AAAAAAAAAxA/reG8Xvj8MTU/s72-c/CIMG2332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4167990312419792511</id><published>2008-09-11T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:35:20.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beach is calling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SMlWvyYbBeI/AAAAAAAAAug/cLsIYhWDyus/s1600-h/van.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244818620027700706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SMlWvyYbBeI/AAAAAAAAAug/cLsIYhWDyus/s400/van.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday is finally here! It's the day we leave for a fun little getaway. Watch out everyone here we come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;One very long 15 passenger van&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 Hot mamas looking very much forward to this&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;10 kids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;oodles of luggage for the 3 day getaway. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 beach umbrellas and 4 boogie boards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;p.s. Leigh, I have a portable DVD for the van&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't wait for all of the &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;, No issues or fighting. The men are a little worried about us on the road. Be assured, I packed Steve's &lt;strong&gt;BIG, HEAVY&lt;/strong&gt; flashlight, incase we need to hit any bad guys over the head and I do know how to change a flat tire. Heaven help us though!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See ya!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/807181161916677948-4167990312419792511?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4167990312419792511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4167990312419792511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4167990312419792511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4167990312419792511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/beach-is-calling.html' title='The beach is calling...'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SMlWvyYbBeI/AAAAAAAAAug/cLsIYhWDyus/s72-c/van.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4304973899259306100</id><published>2008-09-08T02:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:42:41.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Your It.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am starting a Tagging Fest! Each player tags 3 people, post their names &amp;amp; go to their blog. Leave a comment letting them know they have been tagged &amp;amp; ask them to read your blog. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;LEIGH, NICOLE, AUBRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am...trying to not be idealistic. It backfires only to get dissapointed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think...Sarah Palin ROCKS! and I am excited about her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I heart...Steve, dark chocolate, yoga &amp;amp; pilates, losing weight &amp;amp; my family (as wacky as they are) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone is so... creative! Really I don't know how to answer that one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dance...naked haha. I wish I danced well. I wish I could do Dancing With The Stars. I was in a highschool dance recital once. My mom told my boyfriend at the time, something like...I don't know what to expect! Guess I haven't improved much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want...it ALL. No really. SERIOUS. I wish that there weren't so many people I know with sadness and heartache. Life can be so cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared of...imaginary bad guys. When Steve goes out of town, I role play how I would let my MEAN looking dogs out to attack the bad guy sneaking around in my house, grab Steve's gun, shoot the bad guy (if he's not already outside) and get all of my children out of the house safely. You need to know these things!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate...fake people. Be real people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss...living in Utah or maybe just the 4 seasons. Millie my allergic dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish...Steve would live pain free and if its not too much to dream about, I'd love for him to have his leg back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear...not really much. I try not to live in fear. Fear is of the devil! Steve always says he is going to die early. I REALLY HOPE NOT. I'd be lost with out him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-4304973899259306100?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4304973899259306100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4304973899259306100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4304973899259306100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4304973899259306100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/tag-your-it.html' title='Tag Your It.'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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-807181161916677948.post-6018004563422115301</id><published>2008-09-08T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:34:47.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ripping on Myself?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGuQbS6FBI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zv_7p54Ya24/s1600-h/CIMG2344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247166638091539474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGuQbS6FBI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zv_7p54Ya24/s400/CIMG2344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made this bad boy in the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. I had a picture but misplaced it. Dang, it was a good one. I'm still looking for it. I thought I was so cool for making this shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGuQZk6maI/AAAAAAAAAyY/wppBHseKmE0/s1600-h/CIMG2345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247166637630200226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGuQZk6maI/AAAAAAAAAyY/wppBHseKmE0/s400/CIMG2345.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone remember these?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGuQs-zgPI/AAAAAAAAAyg/NyklhkF56VQ/s1600-h/CIMG2351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247166642839060722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGuQs-zgPI/AAAAAAAAAyg/NyklhkF56VQ/s400/CIMG2351.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;earrings&lt;/span&gt;. They went with most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;! Now all I think about when I see rainbows is gay pride.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGuQsY77iI/AAAAAAAAAyo/JV3jdfe01s4/s1600-h/CIMG2354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247166642680229410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGuQsY77iI/AAAAAAAAAyo/JV3jdfe01s4/s400/CIMG2354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;By far the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wierdest&lt;/span&gt; thing I saved. Well...one more confession, I saved my hospital band from when I was SO sick from the chicken pox. I had a fever of 106 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;halucinating&lt;/span&gt;. I had a spinal tap because the Dr. thought I might have had those darn spots on my brain!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGuQz-ekvI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Vq3uuWc1wLg/s1600-h/vanilla+ice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247166644716737266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGuQz-ekvI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Vq3uuWc1wLg/s400/vanilla+ice.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved Vanilla Ice. He was my 1st concert. You always remember things like that. I was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; member of his fan club.     Ice Ice Baby!&lt;/p&gt;I was in the basement the other day, and came across my box of childhood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mementos&lt;/span&gt;. I had so much fun looking though it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man am I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;. The stuff I saved is funny. I have letters, dolls, my embroidered Chaparral &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; sweatshirt ( it was so expensive and I saved my $ to buy it. Pride of ownership. Good lesson to teach the kids. Who knows they may save nifty things too!), my BRACES, five Swatch watches, an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Espirit&lt;/span&gt; purse, a Harry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Connick&lt;/span&gt; calendar (I fell in love with him in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt;. He and Steve!)pictures of me thinking I was so cute and cool. Wow have times changed,my baptism corsage...the list goes on. Fun memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a few pictures &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; have to save for future posts. There so good. I can't wait to rip on myself some more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-6018004563422115301?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/6018004563422115301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=6018004563422115301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6018004563422115301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6018004563422115301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/ripping-on-myself.html' title='Ripping on Myself?'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SNGuQbS6FBI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/zv_7p54Ya24/s72-c/CIMG2344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5210361477078253251</id><published>2008-09-07T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T20:18:07.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagging?</title><content type='html'>Will someone please help me? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want to tag my friends...(that's you!)&lt;/span&gt; I have a challenge and don't quite know how to accomplish it.  Thanks in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5210361477078253251?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5210361477078253251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5210361477078253251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5210361477078253251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5210361477078253251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagging.html' title='Tagging?'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-3156091842933630416</id><published>2008-09-03T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:30:15.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My All Time Favorite Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8px3sy0aI/AAAAAAAAAsE/UMPT17WXhII/s1600-h/steve+and+noelle+dance+at+zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241954428024705442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8px3sy0aI/AAAAAAAAAsE/UMPT17WXhII/s400/steve+and+noelle+dance+at+zoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Senior Prom at thePhoenix Zoo *1995*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-3156091842933630416?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/3156091842933630416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=3156091842933630416' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3156091842933630416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3156091842933630416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-all-time-favorite-picture.html' title='My All Time Favorite Picture'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8px3sy0aI/AAAAAAAAAsE/UMPT17WXhII/s72-c/steve+and+noelle+dance+at+zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-869709221776001827</id><published>2008-09-03T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:25:55.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8pmZYQbTI/AAAAAAAAAr8/oT5P2IYlVl8/s1600-h/Steve+and+I+at+Cotillion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241954230906940722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8pmZYQbTI/AAAAAAAAAr8/oT5P2IYlVl8/s400/Steve+and+I+at+Cotillion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How funny is this.  Sweet dance pose, and yes we go that far back in time!!! What a good sport. Returning to MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; to take me to the dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve robbed me from the cradle! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so glad he did.  I met him when I was a junior in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt;. I heard him give a fireside about his accident in my ward. I thought he was SO HOT, but even more I was touched by his story and his testimony of God.  We dated through my senior year and got married that fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, my nonmember friends and who knows who else, (mom &amp;amp; dad) were worried I was making the right choice at 18 years old.  I knew it then and still know it today. He is truly the best for me and I am thankful our lives crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-869709221776001827?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/869709221776001827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=869709221776001827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/869709221776001827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/869709221776001827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/flashback.html' title='Flashback'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8pmZYQbTI/AAAAAAAAAr8/oT5P2IYlVl8/s72-c/Steve+and+I+at+Cotillion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5316513247181425136</id><published>2008-09-03T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:17:38.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are these types of photos called?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8pPRuEeJI/AAAAAAAAArs/306EpdalHHY/s1600-h/noelle+double.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241953833713957010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8pPRuEeJI/AAAAAAAAArs/306EpdalHHY/s400/noelle+double.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was looking through some old photos and came across the one of Steve. I knew I had one of me too, so I thought it would be funny to post them.  I gave myself that beauty of a haircut at my grandmas.  I still remember doing it too. I think I'm about three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8pPiqp5VI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Jtny_AQ_Mtg/s1600-h/steve+double.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241953838263035218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8pPiqp5VI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Jtny_AQ_Mtg/s400/steve+double.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What could be better than your favorie Micky Mouse sweatshirt for picture day! I love looking at pictures of Steve when he was little. I catch glimpses of my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5316513247181425136?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5316513247181425136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5316513247181425136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5316513247181425136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5316513247181425136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-are-these-types-of-photos-called.html' title='What are these types of photos called?'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8pPRuEeJI/AAAAAAAAArs/306EpdalHHY/s72-c/noelle+double.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4037922964908432727</id><published>2008-09-03T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:39:25.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Healthy &amp; Loose A Little FAT While I'm At It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8Ntv9WYOI/AAAAAAAAArM/rAWL-82tba4/s1600-h/pgx-daily-bottle.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241923570901606626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8Ntv9WYOI/AAAAAAAAArM/rAWL-82tba4/s400/pgx-daily-bottle.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8NXts--EI/AAAAAAAAArE/-ju1xe_RXbw/s1600-h/hunger.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241923192338970690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8NXts--EI/AAAAAAAAArE/-ju1xe_RXbw/s400/hunger.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard through a friend that she was on a great new diet. Since I gained 5 pounds over the summer I decided to listen to what she had to say. I read the book &lt;a href="http://http//www.hungerfreeforever.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hunger Free Forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and decided to try it. Its a fiber rich "diet" but you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel like your on a diet. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel deprived at all. The main thing is taking a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;supplement&lt;/span&gt; called &lt;a href="http://pgx.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PGX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; before lunch and dinner. I have a shake called &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/slimstyles.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Slimstyles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for breakfast with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PGX&lt;/span&gt; in it. It's fiber you take before eating a meal and it expands in your stomach so you don't eat ask much. The AMAZING thing is...it reduces &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;carb&lt;/span&gt; cravings and lowers the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;glycemic&lt;/span&gt; index in the foods you eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't had a Coke since the beginning of August. I don't crave sweets very much. Now that is amazing. I am eating healthy and did I mention I don't feel deprived. The one things is... eating healthy is more expensive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That leads me to let you in on my new little secret. Thanks to my Yoga and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pilates&lt;/span&gt; instructor Sarah, I now make frequent visits to Fresh &amp;amp; Easy. Ive been getting coupons in the mail for $5 off if you spend $20. The store will also give you more when you check out. They clearance items in the a.m. so I can get things for dinner that will be past "sell by date" in the next couple of days. I freeze stuff, bread, milk, butter, yogurt, meat etc. so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind buying that stuff cause it wont spoil in the freezer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been weight lifting and not getting the results I want. I met a 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; lady this summer and come to find out she is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pilates&lt;/span&gt; instructor. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;looks&lt;/span&gt; fabulous. Not big and bulky but long and lean. Just right in my opinion. It peaked my desire to try it. I have put it off and finally one day on a whim, I saw and old friend waiting to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pilates&lt;/span&gt; at the gym. I took the class after I had already lifted wights so I was pretty dead, but I loved it. Its hard in the beginning. My instructor says give yourself 10 classes and then you are stronger.I've only taken 11 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pilates&lt;/span&gt; and yoga classes (3times a week) and I am already seeing results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all of you who have had babies. This is the way to go. My problem area is my mid-section. I have done so many crunches and they don't work for me. If you look around the average mom needs a little help in this arena. I can't believe the difference already. I post this because it may help someone. I am so excited, feel great and am losing inches. Its work. There is no EASY way, but with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;PGX&lt;/span&gt; it helps so much. If your looking for something to help this just may. Good luck! Man I'd be a good rep, but I promise I'm not selling it!&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/807181161916677948-4037922964908432727?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4037922964908432727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4037922964908432727' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4037922964908432727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4037922964908432727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/09/get-healthy-loose-little-fat-while-im.html' title='Get Healthy &amp; Loose A Little FAT While I&apos;m At It!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SL8Ntv9WYOI/AAAAAAAAArM/rAWL-82tba4/s72-c/pgx-daily-bottle.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4958804324592834581</id><published>2008-08-29T16:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:32:31.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLiEXT1DdzI/AAAAAAAAAq8/hHI3JyhTSgk/s1600-h/CIMG2219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240083702440228658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLiEXT1DdzI/AAAAAAAAAq8/hHI3JyhTSgk/s400/CIMG2219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how sweet those little hands are and that cute little face stamped all to heck cause hes so bored. You'd think his mom would stop and read the poor boy a book or something.He is so bored now that school has started. He asks everyday if preschool is sarting that day.  He can't wait to go to Miss Nancys. (if only you could hear him say it with his lisp.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-4958804324592834581?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4958804324592834581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4958804324592834581' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4958804324592834581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4958804324592834581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/08/major-boredom.html' title='Major Boredom'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLiEXT1DdzI/AAAAAAAAAq8/hHI3JyhTSgk/s72-c/CIMG2219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-7922318530614715326</id><published>2008-08-27T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:06:35.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting Gone Wrong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239383505883331778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLYHigY3fMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ursAHl8-LKw/s400/CIMG2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Is this the picture of a potential kidnapper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I start...do not report me, for I'm sure you have done something that you thought was a good idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story starts with Steve being out of town for 6 days. I was getting tired of being on my own and really tired of kids being disobedient. It told the kids I would take them to Dip n Dots for a treat. The two oldest lost the chance to go with us, so I took the little boys. On my way, I started to feel mean so I decided to go to Sonic and try Dip N Dots another day. On the way home Ryan was slamming a compartment closed and irritating me crud out of me. I told him to stop or I would make him get out and walk home. He didn't stop, so I turned the corner and had him get out of the car. I followed him ever so close. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lady passed me and them slammed on her brakes, backed up and began yelling to Ryan, "Is she trying to kidnap you little boy?" I failed to mention that I was by the white trash apartments near my neighborhood. I calmly said to the lady, "Thanks for your concern, I'm his Mom &amp;amp; I'm just trying to discipline, Thank You" That was not good enough for her, she said she needed him to answer her. We'll he just wasn't going to talk to her through his 2 fingers that he was sucking on because she was scaring him to death!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next thing I know, a big burly, tatooed guy comes walking over to us &amp;amp; that woman yells to him, "I think we need to call 911, this lady is following this little boy!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank heavens for my neighbor Jim. He passed as all of this chaos happening in the middle of the street &amp;amp; stoppped to see what was going on. I was so mad, yet calm for I didn't want that lady to thinks I was nuts, that I couldn't remember Jim's name. I flagged him down and the "sweet" lady asked him if he knew me. He THANKFULLY testified in my behalf and the lady said "great that's all I needed!" and drove off. Ugh, I was so mad yet upset that I put us in jeopordy. My emotions went on a wild rollercoaster ride. I eventually laughed and called Steve and my dear friend that told me this worked like a charm on her kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-7922318530614715326?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/7922318530614715326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=7922318530614715326' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7922318530614715326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7922318530614715326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/08/parenting-gone-wrong.html' title='Parenting Gone Wrong!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLYHigY3fMI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ursAHl8-LKw/s72-c/CIMG2223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-3643952703772488653</id><published>2008-08-26T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:29:53.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A mother's nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLQKPxvmZ6I/AAAAAAAAAic/dgyVZSt1H-E/s1600-h/CIMG1661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238823532706031522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLQKPxvmZ6I/AAAAAAAAAic/dgyVZSt1H-E/s400/CIMG1661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had just given all the boys haircuts the day before when I heard the buzzers ''knawing" away at something. I ran to the bathroom and saw little Ryan standing there. His reply to my obvious question was "Cause I'm good at it!" Thank heavens he is not a girl or I wouldn't have been able to remain calm. Funny thing was, Steve was giving a talk in church on Mother's Day. It provided good material for the talk. I think this happened for a reason and I am glad that I actually didnt freak like I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-3643952703772488653?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/3643952703772488653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=3643952703772488653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3643952703772488653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3643952703772488653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/08/mothers-nightmare.html' title='A mother&apos;s nightmare'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLQKPxvmZ6I/AAAAAAAAAic/dgyVZSt1H-E/s72-c/CIMG1661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-9186477797396171732</id><published>2008-08-22T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:22:21.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want a GOOD laugh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrmyTsFCI/AAAAAAAAAnU/s4rBk_x6edU/s400/CIMG2139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Things we loved about Heber, AZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrmzOJbTI/AAAAAAAAAnc/fAKErcAaYJo/s1600-h/CIMG2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352793332542770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrmzOJbTI/AAAAAAAAAnc/fAKErcAaYJo/s400/CIMG2140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. getting out of the 110 degree weather&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.Teaching the kids how to shoot a gun and loving the fact that we can. We had some good laughs and only a few near misses! Ha ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Being with Liz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Pulling into the deep, dark forest with noone around on the last night to camp. Panicking cause Steve pulled in so if we HAD to get out we'd have to back up the 30ft trailer. Which doesn't make for a quick getaway! Funny, cause I'm not normally like that. Come to find out he was a little freaked out too. Lighting a fire was the LAST thing Steve wanted to do, but was the MAIN purpose we moved to this camp site. Still freaked, cause the dogs were barking into the dark, so Steve grabbed his hand gun for safety. What a man. So glad we have the right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Owen fell off the top bunk in the trailer and skinned his back so bad. Me being so tired from the no sleep the nights before so I took Tylenol PM. Too drowsy to properly care for him. Good thing Steve took over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Peed in sleeping bags. First by Ryan, then a couple of hours later by Owen. Sweet, a trip to the local laundry mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrnHrzBvI/AAAAAAAAAns/M342R9PP41s/s1600-h/CIMG2159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352798825613042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrnHrzBvI/AAAAAAAAAns/M342R9PP41s/s400/CIMG2159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Supporting the MVT football team. Dreaded Toro Hill pictured below.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXreit5tZI/AAAAAAAAAms/MWf3JfvkNTw/s1600-h/CIMG2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352651463374226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXreit5tZI/AAAAAAAAAms/MWf3JfvkNTw/s400/CIMG2126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXre773w2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/-saN64mW-_Y/s1600-h/CIMG2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352658232853346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXre773w2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/-saN64mW-_Y/s400/CIMG2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 8. Being so tired that a comment like "Geeze honey I can't believe you could finish your Red Onion burger" would actually offend me. Love ya honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrfJtQBiI/AAAAAAAAAm8/MrCYjWk9jMM/s1600-h/CIMG2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352661929625122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrfJtQBiI/AAAAAAAAAm8/MrCYjWk9jMM/s400/CIMG2129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrfZpy5pI/AAAAAAAAAnE/qM5XVLZmd6o/s1600-h/CIMG2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352666210100882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrfZpy5pI/AAAAAAAAAnE/qM5XVLZmd6o/s400/CIMG2133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Playing in the rain with the dogs and kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Hand washing dishes in the trailer. Thinking back on the times I'd wash dishes in Kamas at grandma and grandpa's house.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrfbfy0HI/AAAAAAAAAnM/w0jllGdhTPA/s1600-h/CIMG2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352666705023090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrfbfy0HI/AAAAAAAAAnM/w0jllGdhTPA/s400/CIMG2137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrSTV9T5I/AAAAAAAAAmE/J8AjS3DyiHs/s1600-h/CIMG2113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352441177984914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrSTV9T5I/AAAAAAAAAmE/J8AjS3DyiHs/s400/CIMG2113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrSaoSi-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/835c3PpuwRc/s1600-h/CIMG2117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352443133922274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrSaoSi-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/835c3PpuwRc/s400/CIMG2117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrSrFdo8I/AAAAAAAAAmU/qSIXfuIxuCg/s1600-h/CIMG2119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352447551251394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrSrFdo8I/AAAAAAAAAmU/qSIXfuIxuCg/s400/CIMG2119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrS60R9DI/AAAAAAAAAmc/BxwfVTe212A/s1600-h/CIMG2122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352451774149682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrS60R9DI/AAAAAAAAAmc/BxwfVTe212A/s400/CIMG2122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrS30jOeI/AAAAAAAAAmk/21yza_9qzow/s1600-h/CIMG2124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352450969975266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrS30jOeI/AAAAAAAAAmk/21yza_9qzow/s400/CIMG2124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrHjy2cWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/9ILcjmtcN1Y/s1600-h/CIMG2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352256615575906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrHjy2cWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/9ILcjmtcN1Y/s400/CIMG2092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gotta love Moose. Who could resist a kiss like that? Maggie kept a close eye on lunch... or the ball I can't tell! Just kidding. They aren't Pitbulls. They are just BIG, loving, adorable, not good for much sport American Bulldogs. Gag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrHhMHLmI/AAAAAAAAAlk/_CjQRYDEXqI/s1600-h/CIMG2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352255916224098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrHhMHLmI/AAAAAAAAAlk/_CjQRYDEXqI/s400/CIMG2101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrHyqRXUI/AAAAAAAAAls/aeJxxkarkFw/s1600-h/CIMG2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352260606123330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrHyqRXUI/AAAAAAAAAls/aeJxxkarkFw/s400/CIMG2102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrH1luBHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/sDuCbe1iR_w/s1600-h/CIMG2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352261392335986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrH1luBHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/sDuCbe1iR_w/s400/CIMG2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrICrGqlI/AAAAAAAAAl8/aHxWZRSH1Ag/s1600-h/CIMG2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239352264904583762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrICrGqlI/AAAAAAAAAl8/aHxWZRSH1Ag/s400/CIMG2111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-1410741439948853377?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/1410741439948853377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=1410741439948853377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/1410741439948853377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/1410741439948853377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/08/football-camp-and-camping-in-heber-az.html' title='Football camp and Camping in Heber, AZ'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXrmyTsFCI/AAAAAAAAAnU/s4rBk_x6edU/s72-c/CIMG2139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5601205732102487701</id><published>2008-08-22T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:07:23.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School Nerves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8pDy3fz_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/IFucVrodOiY/s1600-h/CIMG2214.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh I was anticipating this. The morning actually started out well. I guess its all my fault, isn't it always moms fault? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s527.photobucket.com/albums/cc356/noeyblog/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f1e0f63388a1948a" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1e0f63388a1948a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331879593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E4822B54CFB3834934F501A7C34A875BCFB882D.6B8515991B8A83B80697C25D258066813636FE22%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1e0f63388a1948a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtAv5RWTDomLp5kf21ZJoYYCWVTE&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df1e0f63388a1948a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331879593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2E4822B54CFB3834934F501A7C34A875BCFB882D.6B8515991B8A83B80697C25D258066813636FE22%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df1e0f63388a1948a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtAv5RWTDomLp5kf21ZJoYYCWVTE&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/807181161916677948-5601205732102487701?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f1e0f63388a1948a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5601205732102487701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5601205732102487701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5601205732102487701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5601205732102487701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school-nerves.html' title='First Day of School Nerves'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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-807181161916677948.post-9183497880436707769</id><published>2008-08-22T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:57:03.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlx0tiy2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/TNS3EkxQoug/s1600-h/CIMG2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wahoo! Wahoo! Wahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlxxC0WSI/AAAAAAAAAlU/JfV4eUfVM4g/s1600-h/CIMG2214.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy First day of 2008-2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlridvfqI/AAAAAAAAAks/qyiqXZ82R6Y/s1600-h/CIMG2199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239346277664128674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlridvfqI/AAAAAAAAAks/qyiqXZ82R6Y/s400/CIMG2199.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a cute  All day kindergartner. I am so going to miss this little one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlr01BNyI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ckSyBU2b9QE/s1600-h/CIMG2200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239346282593597218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlr01BNyI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ckSyBU2b9QE/s400/CIMG2200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Watch out ladies of the 3rd grade!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlr_a9gyI/AAAAAAAAAk8/JBwAbUQEJyI/s1600-h/CIMG2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239346285437092642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlr_a9gyI/AAAAAAAAAk8/JBwAbUQEJyI/s400/CIMG2204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, its not the first day for Ryan, but if he had it his way he'd be in kidergarten with Owen.  He was one sad boy till the big kids got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlsMafb0I/AAAAAAAAAlE/hLzl4o40XP4/s1600-h/CIMG2206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239346288924782402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlsMafb0I/AAAAAAAAAlE/hLzl4o40XP4/s400/CIMG2206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liv is in 5th grade and has her first man teacher! Shes crossing her fingers he'll not be too mean! Turns out he's great and doesn't put up with DRAMA. That's awesome 'cause we hear it starts with a bang in 5th grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love all of these kids with all of my heart.  They are all so different and stretch me in so many ways.  I am thankful for them and what I learn from them on a daily basis.  Now get to class, ya'll.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-9183497880436707769?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/9183497880436707769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=9183497880436707769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/9183497880436707769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/9183497880436707769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlridvfqI/AAAAAAAAAks/qyiqXZ82R6Y/s72-c/CIMG2199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-2784726278717666848</id><published>2008-08-22T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:09:06.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell-AGAIN with the Frosts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlDEk4JiI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ujPaCxcYWq8/s1600-h/CIMG1951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239345582446224930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlDEk4JiI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ujPaCxcYWq8/s400/CIMG1951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surfing is so awesome. We have a blast and noone has blown out their knees. Its so much safer for the...less young! Steve has gotten great at filling the fat sacks up just right to make the wake huge.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXi8RPlxcI/AAAAAAAAAkU/iozLgreBTIQ/s1600-h/CIMG2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239343266564261314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXi8RPlxcI/AAAAAAAAAkU/iozLgreBTIQ/s400/CIMG2175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXitaeKEOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/EnhefIi7_oQ/s1600-h/CIMG2167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239343011343241442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXitaeKEOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/EnhefIi7_oQ/s400/CIMG2167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My one legged wonder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXittCRf9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/OEaEP0T4ous/s1600-h/CIMG2185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239343016326561746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXittCRf9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/OEaEP0T4ous/s400/CIMG2185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you say "hit it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXilAhsXcI/AAAAAAAAAjU/2pxfyb0okCY/s1600-h/CIMG2164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239342866939796930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXilAhsXcI/AAAAAAAAAjU/2pxfyb0okCY/s400/CIMG2164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love those daily naps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXilU_zu2I/AAAAAAAAAjc/CUI08pHoWRc/s1600-h/CIMG2167.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXilvJscRI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ZvBjEmZEwyA/s1600-h/CIMG2171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239342879455605010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXilvJscRI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ZvBjEmZEwyA/s400/CIMG2171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Long Legs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXillUuWSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/hQqAWLky3lA/s1600-h/CIMG2173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239342876817512738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXillUuWSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/hQqAWLky3lA/s400/CIMG2173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, I love him. I know I should break him of this, but its so nice and helpful. He's obviously the youngest child. Just check out the rag of a blanky I let him carry around. The "sewer"in me won't let it last too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this is geting pitiful. 3 trips to Powell. We can't resist. We were going to stay in a friends houseboat, but when we got there it wasn't working and STUNK. The men worked thier magic and greatfully Steve knew the guy from renting at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/antelopepointlakepowell.com"&gt;Antelope Marina&lt;/a&gt; in years past. We got a sweet 70ft rental for a great discount and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a relaxing trip although most eveyone was on a crazy diet. Great for me. I just started one myself. I actually lost weight, wich is a first on a Powell trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanging out with great friends is the BEST. We are so blessesd to have some good ones. I love going on trips with the Frost family. Most everyone has a friend. We played games and listened to Rhonda's infectious laugh. It does my heart good when I hear it.&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/807181161916677948-2784726278717666848?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/2784726278717666848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=2784726278717666848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2784726278717666848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2784726278717666848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/08/lake-powell-again-with-frosts.html' title='Lake Powell-AGAIN with the Frosts'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLXlDEk4JiI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ujPaCxcYWq8/s72-c/CIMG1951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-6844069896031293493</id><published>2008-08-22T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T10:33:15.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous Forth of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had an Osborn family get together at Draper Park in Utah.  The Fourth of July Celebration is so much better Utah.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGWbkGVn3I/AAAAAAAAAeE/5CSiQooc-4Q/s1600-h/CIMG2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238133241899491186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGWbkGVn3I/AAAAAAAAAeE/5CSiQooc-4Q/s400/CIMG2025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time out for hitting a girl! I swear I'm trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGWb5IreII/AAAAAAAAAeM/rRMYGZ8lOxs/s1600-h/CIMG2037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238133247546456194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGWb5IreII/AAAAAAAAAeM/rRMYGZ8lOxs/s400/CIMG2037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGWbwSSk-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/Mk_C3L1Ok9w/s1600-h/CIMG2040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238133245170848738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGWbwSSk-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/Mk_C3L1Ok9w/s400/CIMG2040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGWE1AbMYI/AAAAAAAAAd8/EX4s9ise-cQ/s1600-h/CIMG3555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238132851301101954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGWE1AbMYI/AAAAAAAAAd8/EX4s9ise-cQ/s400/CIMG3555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yea!!!! Rebecca is finally getting married to Chris.  We are so excited for her.  She and Chris will be married in October and then will move to Washington D.C.  We  can't wait to go visit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVeYoQlwI/AAAAAAAAAdc/vDllxpYhk6c/s1600-h/CIMG2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238132190848521986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVeYoQlwI/AAAAAAAAAdc/vDllxpYhk6c/s400/CIMG2047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVgMgoNwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/VTvTRg8iNjo/s1600-h/CIMG2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238132221955028738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVgMgoNwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/VTvTRg8iNjo/s400/CIMG2049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVgcg17YI/AAAAAAAAAds/rE-ZUnnp3Wg/s1600-h/CIMG2050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238132226250894722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVgcg17YI/AAAAAAAAAds/rE-ZUnnp3Wg/s400/CIMG2050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVUNQEvwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/jYNnQfcMVIE/s1600-h/CIMG2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238132015995600642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVUNQEvwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/jYNnQfcMVIE/s400/CIMG2029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVUIoiIhI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PZoRtiAB5ck/s1600-h/CIMG2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238132014756012562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVUIoiIhI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PZoRtiAB5ck/s400/CIMG2031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahoo!! To all the good sports in the bunch.  It's nice to know we can still hop like the young ones.  I almost peed my pants watching Liz fall to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVCGWYyOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XhMSVl6WkXY/s1600-h/CIMG2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238131704905386210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVCGWYyOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XhMSVl6WkXY/s400/CIMG2013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVCLbCdBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/T9fiaIqrm5A/s1600-h/CIMG2022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238131706267071506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVCLbCdBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/T9fiaIqrm5A/s400/CIMG2022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVCfiZa7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/JhqbIJWNbIg/s1600-h/CIMG2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238131711666645938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVCfiZa7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/JhqbIJWNbIg/s400/CIMG2023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVCQRlyTI/AAAAAAAAAck/y3nscPPVdGE/s1600-h/CIMG2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238131707569621298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGVCQRlyTI/AAAAAAAAAck/y3nscPPVdGE/s400/CIMG2028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Osborn is an amazing lady.  She has been through so much in her life.  I appreciate her example of love, patience, endurance, faith, thriftyness and kindness.  I am glad to have her in our life.  By the way, she is almost 90 and still works in Real Estate, plays the organ in the temple, and cares for the elderly. Ha Ha! Most would consider themselves elderly at her age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-6844069896031293493?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/6844069896031293493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=6844069896031293493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6844069896031293493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6844069896031293493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/08/fabulous-forth-of-july.html' title='Fabulous Forth of July'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGWbkGVn3I/AAAAAAAAAeE/5CSiQooc-4Q/s72-c/CIMG2025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-155548338753123567</id><published>2008-08-22T13:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T11:08:26.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven on Earth...Otherwise known as Lake Powell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGekMvMFQI/AAAAAAAAAiE/lVZBgEzNqY0/s1600-h/CIMG1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238142186340226306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGekMvMFQI/AAAAAAAAAiE/lVZBgEzNqY0/s400/CIMG1978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We seriously LOVE Lake Powell.  Steve and I both grew up going to the lake with our families.  We even got engaged at Lake Powell.  It is so beautiful and the water is so clear.  When I was little I thought that the suns rays reflecting into the eater made the lake look like an ice cube.  I know wierd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGeXpn-OWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ejeMY9pkHrk/s1600-h/CIMG1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGeX5vOcjI/AAAAAAAAAhs/UuK1s3ODBZw/s1600-h/CIMG1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238141975081677362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGeX5vOcjI/AAAAAAAAAhs/UuK1s3ODBZw/s400/CIMG1976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGeXzTzfzI/AAAAAAAAAh0/krDUn0ECtGE/s1600-h/CIMG3468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238141973356052274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGeXzTzfzI/AAAAAAAAAh0/krDUn0ECtGE/s400/CIMG3468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGeYL9r2KI/AAAAAAAAAh8/-zu53AbkAYU/s1600-h/CIMG1885.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow, 3 cute boys! What is it going to be like in 8 years from now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdY9z8pVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/0JekbIFQgDg/s1600-h/CIMG3485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140893843465554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdY9z8pVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/0JekbIFQgDg/s400/CIMG3485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I remember about being on the boat was falling asleep to the rocking of the water.  I also remeber waking up to a huge thump when we hit the wake.  I would get so mad at my dad.  Like he was trying on purpose!! The things you learn with age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdZMQ2n-I/AAAAAAAAAhM/nDv6fufBof8/s1600-h/CIMG3528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140897722802146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdZMQ2n-I/AAAAAAAAAhM/nDv6fufBof8/s400/CIMG3528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were shocked when Owen said he wanted to try to wakeboard.  What gumption!  I called it in  3 tries.  Man do I know my kids.  ( I won!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdZHP4J7I/AAAAAAAAAhU/1k-sTxiwkfg/s1600-h/CIMG1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140896376530866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdZHP4J7I/AAAAAAAAAhU/1k-sTxiwkfg/s400/CIMG1923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdZLY_hpI/AAAAAAAAAhc/5vyJqDP6Y-c/s1600-h/CIMG1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140897488504466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdZLY_hpI/AAAAAAAAAhc/5vyJqDP6Y-c/s400/CIMG1952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdNfObKpI/AAAAAAAAAgU/EKXhCuPhqJ4/s1600-h/CIMG2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdNsH_GDI/AAAAAAAAAgc/u7rKZh8Ecqo/s1600-h/CIMG3431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140700117112882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdNsH_GDI/AAAAAAAAAgc/u7rKZh8Ecqo/s400/CIMG3431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gotta love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdN5-sXtI/AAAAAAAAAgs/UBM7K7dxcXA/s1600-h/CIMG3451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140703836233426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdN5-sXtI/AAAAAAAAAgs/UBM7K7dxcXA/s400/CIMG3451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdF2dLTQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Jf7K_pfxQqw/s1600-h/CIMG1945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140565451394306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdF2dLTQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Jf7K_pfxQqw/s400/CIMG1945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well its not the beloved houseboat trip this year, but we made do because we weren't gonna skip it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdF-VvXsI/AAAAAAAAAf0/e1CPjTy6G1E/s1600-h/CIMG1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdGG2eWdI/AAAAAAAAAf8/PK4XaH8e6JA/s1600-h/CIMG1971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140569852467666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdGG2eWdI/AAAAAAAAAf8/PK4XaH8e6JA/s400/CIMG1971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdGG0HLfI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Tur48hw-q-g/s1600-h/CIMG2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140569842560498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdGG0HLfI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Tur48hw-q-g/s400/CIMG2000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdGQVbByI/AAAAAAAAAgM/2u1QCo0kCnk/s1600-h/CIMG2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140572398192418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGdGQVbByI/AAAAAAAAAgM/2u1QCo0kCnk/s400/CIMG2002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does anyone have a righteous man that is hot, tall and NOT, I repeat, NOT screwed up?  Liz is the most amazing woman around.  She deserves the very best! I'm serious, let me know if you know anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGc6gZCoBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/_afbOwC5Qaw/s1600-h/CIMG1932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140370549907474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGc6gZCoBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/_afbOwC5Qaw/s400/CIMG1932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have I got a fish tale to tell!  We were docked at our rock, (we decided to bag the thorny sand this year) and the kids were swimming with goggles. Andy saw a ton of huge fish, so we pulled out the poles. It was a great opportunity for Harrison to get his fishing badge.  H cast his line and right away he caught a catfish.  He was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGc6kqoGNI/AAAAAAAAAfM/RjBsRLyxDYk/s1600-h/CIMG1936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140371697408210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGc6kqoGNI/AAAAAAAAAfM/RjBsRLyxDYk/s400/CIMG1936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next, it was Owen's turn. The very same thing happened to him. It was awesome, they had smiles from ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGc65VcSyI/AAAAAAAAAfU/YGD3SGudowA/s1600-h/CIMG1940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140377245698850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGc65VcSyI/AAAAAAAAAfU/YGD3SGudowA/s400/CIMG1940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm sure you can guess by this point how the story may go... Ryan cast his line and he caught a fish in the first minute too.  He ran from his though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGcqFJHfxI/AAAAAAAAAek/ygWfk1KnwGI/s1600-h/CIMG1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140088357453586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGcqFJHfxI/AAAAAAAAAek/ygWfk1KnwGI/s400/CIMG1886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love Lake Powell lizards.  Poor things get tortured in the process, missing tails and all.  I convinced Ryan to let him go to be with his Mommy I felt so bad for the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGcqSkBJqI/AAAAAAAAAes/I9tXvxS_r3o/s1600-h/CIMG1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238140091959944866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGcqSkBJqI/AAAAAAAAAes/I9tXvxS_r3o/s400/CIMG1897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-155548338753123567?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/155548338753123567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=155548338753123567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/155548338753123567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/155548338753123567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/08/heaven-on-earthotherwise-known-as-lake.html' title='Heaven on Earth...Otherwise known as Lake Powell'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLGekMvMFQI/AAAAAAAAAiE/lVZBgEzNqY0/s72-c/CIMG1978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-2295093177077448708</id><published>2008-08-22T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T11:10:43.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worms and BYU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAwmno_KGI/AAAAAAAAAaY/KXcK8psTPOs/s1600-h/CIMG3318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237739806665943138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAwmno_KGI/AAAAAAAAAaY/KXcK8psTPOs/s400/CIMG3318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family decided to join Liz and the starting line of Mountain View Toros Football team in Utah for BYU football camp. Steve's other sister Rebecca agreed to let all 12 of the boys, Liz and my whole family stay in here basement. It was a sea of bodies all over her family room floor. We had so much fun with these boys. The amazing thing is that they are all great boys. We played Signs and Chubby Bunny aroung the fire. That was helarious. I think the max # of big marshmallows in one mouth was 14!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAwWzH6PdI/AAAAAAAAAaI/2M2zDe40-uk/s1600-h/CIMG3342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237739534870527442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAwWzH6PdI/AAAAAAAAAaI/2M2zDe40-uk/s400/CIMG3342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did someone say "MILK CHALLENGE?" Sterling decided quite quickly that "milk is the boss" and then up it came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAwW4KVxaI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/MQygZ9bOtd4/s1600-h/CIMG3375.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAv8rXVV6I/AAAAAAAAAZg/5FLhwGkGOZc/s1600-h/CIMG3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237739086111135650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAv8rXVV6I/AAAAAAAAAZg/5FLhwGkGOZc/s400/CIMG3330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAu6BxsEJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/0VYXQBtOEgs/s1600-h/CIMG3333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237737941076021394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAu6BxsEJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/0VYXQBtOEgs/s400/CIMG3333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAu6LZuMCI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZylhPSNvUHk/s1600-h/CIMG3337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237737943659851810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAu6LZuMCI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZylhPSNvUHk/s400/CIMG3337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blake getting out any pent up tension towards me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not sure who thought of this AWFUL challenge. It's called the cinnamon challenge. Put a spoonful of the lovely stuff in your mouth and try to swallow it. Steve actually did it. The rest of us choked and blew cinnamon out of our nose the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAu6ThLi4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/zWqse724Re0/s1600-h/CIMG3350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237737945838619522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAu6ThLi4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/zWqse724Re0/s400/CIMG3350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liz had one stipulation for the boys. It was that they would go to church with us before camp started. They all were good sports, even the ones who didn't bring clothes or regulary attend our church. It turned out to be the MOST boring and wierd meeting I have ever attended. A bright spot was when the boys all sang the mens part in &lt;em&gt;God Be With Us Till We Meet Again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAu6QZaHTI/AAAAAAAAAX4/yNqGKHJXSNg/s1600-h/CIMG3352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237737945000713522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAu6QZaHTI/AAAAAAAAAX4/yNqGKHJXSNg/s400/CIMG3352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maintaining the reverence!!! We were dying from laughter cause the boys were hollering out "Nice church session" to anyone they could. Did I mention that we had fun and camp hadn't started yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAurRu4btI/AAAAAAAAAW4/awgQwe-s_p8/s1600-h/CIMG3314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237737687661178578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAurRu4btI/AAAAAAAAAW4/awgQwe-s_p8/s400/CIMG3314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAurnIBJVI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QiMi3YJuWeQ/s1600-h/CIMG3316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237737693403751762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAurnIBJVI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QiMi3YJuWeQ/s400/CIMG3316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAutLEve-I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/mP_Xh35KkHQ/s1600-h/CIMG3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that we got to know the boys, we are so excited for the upcoming season. Our nephew Blake it going to be the Quarterback which makes it even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAt73bQM4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/w0ao-avtojQ/s1600-h/CIMG1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237736873145676674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAt73bQM4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/w0ao-avtojQ/s400/CIMG1882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't cousin memories the best? I had alot of fun times with my cousins back when I was little like two different crushes on my cute boy cousins, t-peeing in Logan, Nerts &amp;amp; old movies with Stephanie, playing at all my grandparents... (get back on track.)Now that I am an adult I love hanging out with them too. I have grwon to love my husbands cousins too, in fact thats who we hang out with when we go to Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAt2gRvFoI/AAAAAAAAAWA/_WHjdYr6qmQ/s1600-h/CIMG1858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237736781032396418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAt2gRvFoI/AAAAAAAAAWA/_WHjdYr6qmQ/s400/CIMG1858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my life...and I actually don't mind. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAt2vc9zqI/AAAAAAAAAWI/HP6-qBx1L9k/s1600-h/CIMG1866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237736785106030242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAt2vc9zqI/AAAAAAAAAWI/HP6-qBx1L9k/s400/CIMG1866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAt296lEQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wke33Qynois/s1600-h/CIMG1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237736788988334338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAt296lEQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wke33Qynois/s400/CIMG1870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAt236hpgI/AAAAAAAAAWY/_xP6Hz-PrqQ/s1600-h/CIMG1874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237736787377497602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAt236hpgI/AAAAAAAAAWY/_xP6Hz-PrqQ/s400/CIMG1874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to Steve and keeping in the "challenge mode" we now have a worm eater. SWEET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-2295093177077448708?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/2295093177077448708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=2295093177077448708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2295093177077448708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2295093177077448708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/08/worms-and-byu.html' title='Worms and BYU?'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAwmno_KGI/AAAAAAAAAaY/KXcK8psTPOs/s72-c/CIMG3318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4647523128325610737</id><published>2008-08-22T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:05:57.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8XtQcriwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/jdvtCz0I55g/s1600-h/CIMG1556.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, so I can't figure out the formatting of blogger. Refer to the post on Knotts Berry Farm to get the story. Watch Owen's face and listen to my laugh (the one that Olivia is mortified by!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3cd43b7f85431c3" 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://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D03cd43b7f85431c3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331879593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55D13B896E1EE3485458B4B0BC028E4FF45DB5BC.66B96BB6DE19D90697E945869268A683C2E9067B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cd43b7f85431c3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTzXY3iBrjZC3-CIE82Lxpq4P850&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://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D03cd43b7f85431c3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331879593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55D13B896E1EE3485458B4B0BC028E4FF45DB5BC.66B96BB6DE19D90697E945869268A683C2E9067B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cd43b7f85431c3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTzXY3iBrjZC3-CIE82Lxpq4P850&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/807181161916677948-4647523128325610737?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3cd43b7f85431c3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4647523128325610737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4647523128325610737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4647523128325610737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4647523128325610737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-so-i-cant-figure-out-formatting-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-3992039541066945762</id><published>2008-07-22T00:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:22:54.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAPA'S 70TH  PATRIOTIC BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8dKOZJKwI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/rdjwWI_N8bo/s1600-h/CIMG1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8dFYRb9zI/AAAAAAAAAUo/a-mfz_OIq9I/s1600-h/CIMG1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436869907314482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8dFYRb9zI/AAAAAAAAAUo/a-mfz_OIq9I/s400/CIMG1808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8dFaOQNyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/fQSr-xQNYmI/s1600-h/CIMG1809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436870430832418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8dFaOQNyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/fQSr-xQNYmI/s400/CIMG1809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The grandkids hung out while the adults got to go to dinner ALONE. The little "elves" were hard at work and transformed our house into quite the party place. Surprise and Happy Birthday to our great dad. Take a look at that cake. Thanks Martha, and Janice for the inspiration. He loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8dFVgLtVI/AAAAAAAAAU4/euTP-IgwREc/s1600-h/CIMG1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436869163857234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8dFVgLtVI/AAAAAAAAAU4/euTP-IgwREc/s400/CIMG1811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8dFqibTEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/KuIzkMsuKRs/s1600-h/CIMG1816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436874810412098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8dFqibTEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/KuIzkMsuKRs/s400/CIMG1816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so excited I got to help plan my Dad's 70th birthday party. I had heard about the opportunity to take a flight in the fighter plane at Falcon Field. My dad is one of the most patriotic people I know and he loves history and planes. My heart was so full that day. Steve and my dad boarded the plane and everyones eyes filled with tears. It was amazing to hear the rumble of the engine and imagine what it might have been like to head off to war. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8c4kMQsnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/DlIMqEQxex8/s1600-h/CIMG1797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436649768530546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8c4kMQsnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/DlIMqEQxex8/s400/CIMG1797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8c4mqEf_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/Fslexfr3R1U/s1600-h/CIMG1799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436650430431218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8c4mqEf_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/Fslexfr3R1U/s400/CIMG1799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8c42tDI-I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pV3FDOglYG8/s1600-h/CIMG1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436654737892322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8c42tDI-I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/pV3FDOglYG8/s400/CIMG1800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8c469vsqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/u2nbvhI9uN8/s1600-h/CIMG1802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436655881663138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8c469vsqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/u2nbvhI9uN8/s400/CIMG1802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8c5Bc-EtI/AAAAAAAAAUg/pLA0GI394X0/s1600-h/CIMG1802.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8cuY5GuII/AAAAAAAAATg/p8da2slebMA/s1600-h/CIMG1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436474936703106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8cuY5GuII/AAAAAAAAATg/p8da2slebMA/s400/CIMG1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8cuTHLz-I/AAAAAAAAATo/gNBO-DK6Ksw/s1600-h/CIMG1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436473385144290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8cuTHLz-I/AAAAAAAAATo/gNBO-DK6Ksw/s400/CIMG1773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8cu7yt0iI/AAAAAAAAATw/a3YBv014epk/s1600-h/CIMG1785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436484305146402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8cu7yt0iI/AAAAAAAAATw/a3YBv014epk/s400/CIMG1785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8cu1EapzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/1fD1gOXtBDo/s1600-h/CIMG1786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237436482500339506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8cu1EapzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/1fD1gOXtBDo/s400/CIMG1786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-3992039541066945762?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/3992039541066945762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=3992039541066945762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3992039541066945762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3992039541066945762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/papas-70th-patriotic-birthday.html' title='PAPA&apos;S 70TH  PATRIOTIC BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8dFYRb9zI/AAAAAAAAAUo/a-mfz_OIq9I/s72-c/CIMG1808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5172210723200967614</id><published>2008-07-22T00:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:07:30.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AN END TO AN ERA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8abIJvVII/AAAAAAAAATA/RWSAopbCyWw/s1600-h/CIMG1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237433945002300546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8abIJvVII/AAAAAAAAATA/RWSAopbCyWw/s400/CIMG1744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8abZZRbBI/AAAAAAAAATI/wE22PtfWZaM/s1600-h/CIMG1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237433949630852114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8abZZRbBI/AAAAAAAAATI/wE22PtfWZaM/s400/CIMG1745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8abb_VaVI/AAAAAAAAATQ/SMA0lqaxGNg/s1600-h/CIMG1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237433950327368018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8abb_VaVI/AAAAAAAAATQ/SMA0lqaxGNg/s400/CIMG1761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Ryan wont sleep in his crib anymore.  He always ends up in my room.  Not having that! So, I decided to take down the crib.  I had a little help from the kids and Moose, our dog.  Liv was the photographer, having a blast with camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was kinda sad for me.  I know that there are no more babies for our family. I would like more but that would not be the best for the family as a whole.  I would be even more NUTS. It is hard to get used to the fact that I am done with that part of my life.  I loved having babies in our house as crazy as it got sometimes. They are happy memories and I have 4 wonderful kids. Kids Steve and I weren't sure we were going to be able to have. We have been blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I decided to put Ryan in Owen's room and this was a great idea for Harrison. He gets to have his own room. He's excited.  Progess has been slow, but I'll post pictures later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5172210723200967614?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5172210723200967614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5172210723200967614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5172210723200967614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5172210723200967614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/end-to-era.html' title='AN END TO AN ERA'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8abIJvVII/AAAAAAAAATA/RWSAopbCyWw/s72-c/CIMG1744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-2812582507306327735</id><published>2008-07-21T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T12:56:07.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW HOME FOR MILLIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCrMQri3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/RHac-OwNMcY/s1600-h/CIMG1643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225726621170502514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCrMQri3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/RHac-OwNMcY/s400/CIMG1643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After one year of trying to keep Millie's allery of grass under control, we have to find her a new home. This is so hard for all of us. Millie filled a void. She is so sweet, mellow, loving and fun. I poured a lot of time and effort in training her and treating her. Its so dissapointing that all I did wasn't enough to help her. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We asked my "little" brother Ty and his wife CC to keep her at their house in New River, AZ. They live in the desert, which means NO grass. She got so much better, so we brought her home. The next day she was back to her itchy, red self. Steve and I came to the hard realization that giving her a new home was the best option for her. I called my brother, Ty and asked if he knew of anyone who might want her. He said, that he and his wife already talked about keeping her. I cried and was so thankful to them for being so kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCgfO4KEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/a-Xp0NkC12w/s1600-h/CIMG0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225726437284653122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCgfO4KEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/a-Xp0NkC12w/s400/CIMG0450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCgSCVM7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/9cXL-oq-X-k/s1600-h/CIMG0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225726433742369714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCgSCVM7I/AAAAAAAAAMc/9cXL-oq-X-k/s400/CIMG0565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCgXtHp3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/Z2Ja004v1eQ/s1600-h/IMG_2114-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225726435264014194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCgXtHp3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/Z2Ja004v1eQ/s400/IMG_2114-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCgs684CI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Wo8FndtJFhA/s1600-h/IMG_2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225726440959172642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCgs684CI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Wo8FndtJFhA/s400/IMG_2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCS1Gh8BI/AAAAAAAAALk/o9TJuWpIbmo/s1600-h/IMG_2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCTN_ZrGI/AAAAAAAAALs/UC9JkQgzAu4/s1600-h/IMG_2114-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCTGtObFI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Yz0NB07pKDw/s1600-h/CIMG0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCTIN0kYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/I2F2q0r25dQ/s1600-h/CIMG0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCTYAzFtI/AAAAAAAAAME/ipxIwNc5OUI/s1600-h/CIMG0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWBkCnGkoI/AAAAAAAAALc/vF-Ay6Z7e8Y/s1600-h/CIMG1643.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We miss her everyday.  We have updated pictures as our desktop, I know pitiful, but we love her.  Thanks again Ty, CC.&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/807181161916677948-2812582507306327735?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/2812582507306327735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=2812582507306327735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2812582507306327735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2812582507306327735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-home-for-millie.html' title='A NEW HOME FOR MILLIE'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIWCrMQri3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/RHac-OwNMcY/s72-c/CIMG1643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-937503335142947221</id><published>2008-07-21T23:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:53:44.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAPTISM DAY MAY 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Iezij0hI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E63bU9QrL_g/s1600-h/CIMG1705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237414216979436050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Iezij0hI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E63bU9QrL_g/s400/CIMG1705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first little boy is 8.  Wow has time flown by.  We had to wait 1 month after he turned 8 before he could get baptized so he was ready when it was finally time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Ie8qLl8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/X2v9YvSgUA4/s1600-h/CIMG1713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237414219427321794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Ie8qLl8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/X2v9YvSgUA4/s400/CIMG1713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I asked Harrison who he would like to speak at the baptism and he said "Aunt Liz." She gave the best talk I have ever heard at a baptism.  It was simple and easy for the little ones to understand but the Spirit was so strong that I know everyone was touched.  She is a good aunt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The baptism was so special and Heavenly Father's Spirit was so strong.  Harrison had to be baptized twice because his toe came out of the water.  Sounds familiar to my expierence. I know that Harrison made the right choice for his life that day. I am thankful that Steve is a good father to our kids.  He provides everything we need, but most importantly, he is an honorable man who is worthy to give his family the blessings we truly need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Ie4734DI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DRTFZgALoJY/s1600-h/CIMG1715.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8IfGJbycI/AAAAAAAAAOo/I3HzISITjLU/s1600-h/IMG_9443-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-937503335142947221?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/937503335142947221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=937503335142947221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/937503335142947221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/937503335142947221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/baptism-day-may-2008.html' title='BAPTISM DAY MAY 2008'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Iezij0hI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E63bU9QrL_g/s72-c/CIMG1705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-4561803764648031805</id><published>2008-07-21T23:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T12:42:24.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DISNEYLAND APRIL 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8R-yJhHAI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZZONwJiR6uU/s1600-h/CIMG1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424661966429186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8R-yJhHAI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZZONwJiR6uU/s400/CIMG1701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8R-7zkrrI/AAAAAAAAASo/H_-VVfgwDh0/s1600-h/CIMG1702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424664558743218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8R-7zkrrI/AAAAAAAAASo/H_-VVfgwDh0/s400/CIMG1702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All  the girl cousins love doing Miss Jennee's workshops.  This year she decided to take them to perform at Disneyland.  They worked hard and had alot of fun preparing for the performance. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8R-9OLLbI/AAAAAAAAASw/2k8jt7IEkis/s1600-h/CIMG1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424664938753458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8R-9OLLbI/AAAAAAAAASw/2k8jt7IEkis/s400/CIMG1613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Ry-9TdbI/AAAAAAAAASA/GrqTy74aFic/s1600-h/CIMG1617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424459246433714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Ry-9TdbI/AAAAAAAAASA/GrqTy74aFic/s400/CIMG1617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland is so much fun.  We have the best time. No fighting allowed and lots of treats ARE allowed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;                  OUR FAVORITE FOODS AT DISNEYLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                   Steve's : pineapple spears, churros, pecan rolls, carmel clusters...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                   Noelle's: Mint Julip, churros and Bangal's BBQ bacon wrapped asparagus  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                   Liv's: pineapple spear, churro, frozen lemonade, &amp;amp; did I mention pineapple spear?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                   Harrison: churro, churro and ICEE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                   Owen: churro, cotton candy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                   Ryan: churro, cotton candy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Ry_D76UI/AAAAAAAAASI/AmsVEUqATFk/s1600-h/CIMG1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424459274250562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Ry_D76UI/AAAAAAAAASI/AmsVEUqATFk/s400/CIMG1619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Ry7VJWUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/iLIUEW5tx0A/s1600-h/CIMG1621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424458272692546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Ry7VJWUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/iLIUEW5tx0A/s400/CIMG1621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RzGUxfGI/AAAAAAAAASY/_n3GR0Voe3E/s1600-h/CIMG1631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424461223918690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RzGUxfGI/AAAAAAAAASY/_n3GR0Voe3E/s400/CIMG1631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RnqDXTLI/AAAAAAAAARY/jhtCZeOwS04/s1600-h/CIMG1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424264656145586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RnqDXTLI/AAAAAAAAARY/jhtCZeOwS04/s400/CIMG1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rnu-y5RI/AAAAAAAAARg/cNYAFbewI2g/s1600-h/CIMG1583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424265979159826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rnu-y5RI/AAAAAAAAARg/cNYAFbewI2g/s400/CIMG1583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RntzKlaI/AAAAAAAAARo/6HRZLLeAS30/s1600-h/CIMG1597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424265661945250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RntzKlaI/AAAAAAAAARo/6HRZLLeAS30/s400/CIMG1597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rn2IkWrI/AAAAAAAAARw/rAyhDb6FebE/s1600-h/CIMG1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much to Grandpa and Grandma's pleasure we made a long overdue stop at Knott's Berry Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rnx_CPuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/wjCEgQOWMJA/s1600-h/CIMG1616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424266785472226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rnx_CPuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/wjCEgQOWMJA/s400/CIMG1616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rbu5df_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/eILlfY9tGok/s1600-h/CIMG1554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424059798355954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rbu5df_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/eILlfY9tGok/s400/CIMG1554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rb3WslzI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/QyItwBjPjNM/s1600-h/CIMG1559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424062068463410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rb3WslzI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/QyItwBjPjNM/s400/CIMG1559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swinging boat is one of my favorite rides of all time.  When I was little, my dad took me on it and I creid and cried.  I was so mad and scared he was doing that to me.  When the ride was over&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rb2ZpwAI/AAAAAAAAARA/ONkwUSlWvSQ/s1600-h/CIMG1565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424061812424706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rb2ZpwAI/AAAAAAAAARA/ONkwUSlWvSQ/s400/CIMG1565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I begged through my tears to go again.  The same thing happened to my kids this year.  Sweet revenge or parent's know best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Rb4X_KmI/AAAAAAAAARI/DakcUKJkdVw/s1600-h/CIMG1576.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RcF2F7GI/AAAAAAAAARQ/crV8bWLPXmM/s1600-h/CIMG1576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424065958243426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RcF2F7GI/AAAAAAAAARQ/crV8bWLPXmM/s400/CIMG1576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8ROvtfrrI/AAAAAAAAAQI/qj-XbXZq-0A/s1600-h/CIMG1520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237423836678303410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8ROvtfrrI/AAAAAAAAAQI/qj-XbXZq-0A/s400/CIMG1520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dug out all of the old Mickey Ears for the trip.  Awhile back, I was going through my box of childhood momentos and found my ears. How funny is that?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RO2tovfI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uB75u-WVCUk/s1600-h/CIMG1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237423838557945330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RO2tovfI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/uB75u-WVCUk/s400/CIMG1521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8ROx5x_rI/AAAAAAAAAQY/GU8bepE5Oww/s1600-h/CIMG1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237423837266706098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8ROx5x_rI/AAAAAAAAAQY/GU8bepE5Oww/s400/CIMG1534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RO2M6WCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/q1kzDngSE2o/s1600-h/CIMG1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237423838420686882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RO2M6WCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/q1kzDngSE2o/s400/CIMG1535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RPLzO4tI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Gc2XgQzKLPQ/s1600-h/CIMG1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237423844218561234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8RPLzO4tI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Gc2XgQzKLPQ/s400/CIMG1543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Q2N2qmOI/AAAAAAAAAP4/L0AbzV0e5pw/s1600-h/CIMG1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Q2MsXC4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/oqnhzExbWhM/s1600-h/CIMG1702.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-4561803764648031805?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/4561803764648031805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=4561803764648031805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4561803764648031805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/4561803764648031805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/disneyland-april-2008.html' title='DISNEYLAND APRIL 2008'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8R-yJhHAI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZZONwJiR6uU/s72-c/CIMG1701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-6572436005202470600</id><published>2008-07-21T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:40:45.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PINEWOOD DERBY APRIL 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8HRKXBuSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vqKyNMKpQag/s1600-h/CIMG1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237412883075283234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8HRKXBuSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vqKyNMKpQag/s400/CIMG1493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8HRX9rXRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-Ugq-otVQT8/s1600-h/CIMG1494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237412886727056658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8HRX9rXRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-Ugq-otVQT8/s400/CIMG1494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how exciting.  Harrison's first Pinewood Derby.  I am so proud of him (and Steve.)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8HRszQybI/AAAAAAAAAOI/h71BtBnIBWA/s1600-h/CIMG1506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237412892320516530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8HRszQybI/AAAAAAAAAOI/h71BtBnIBWA/s400/CIMG1506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Harrison was out in the garage designing, cutting, sanding, sanding, sanding and painting that block of wood until he was happy with his masterpiece.  Im so proud because Steve wasn't one of thoses dads that does it all so his kid could win.  He actually taught Harrison how to use the tools and made it a project for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a night to remember.  Harrison won one race! He had a good chance to learn how to be a good sport too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-6572436005202470600?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/6572436005202470600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=6572436005202470600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6572436005202470600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6572436005202470600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/pinewood-derby-april-2008.html' title='PINEWOOD DERBY APRIL 2008'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8HRKXBuSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vqKyNMKpQag/s72-c/CIMG1493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-1447263715535091065</id><published>2008-07-21T23:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:34:47.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HERMOSA VISTA SPRING FUN RUN 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8F-rH3ypI/AAAAAAAAANY/o6fEHOE6dVU/s1600-h/CIMG1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237411465940945554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8F-rH3ypI/AAAAAAAAANY/o6fEHOE6dVU/s400/CIMG1486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan ran most of the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8F-iqBYeI/AAAAAAAAANg/0QOLLYfYAH0/s1600-h/CIMG1487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237411463668261346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8F-iqBYeI/AAAAAAAAANg/0QOLLYfYAH0/s400/CIMG1487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; School Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8F-7yQKQI/AAAAAAAAANo/Qgjnr5yS7LM/s1600-h/CIMG1488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237411470413670658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8F-7yQKQI/AAAAAAAAANo/Qgjnr5yS7LM/s400/CIMG1488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such satisfaction, crossing the finish line feels awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8F-w_HrPI/AAAAAAAAANw/Ng1yWyRGlsI/s1600-h/CIMG1489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237411467514850546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8F-w_HrPI/AAAAAAAAANw/Ng1yWyRGlsI/s400/CIMG1489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our elementry school held its first annual Fun Run Fundraiser.  We had so much fun. The kids got T-shirts that a fellow student designed, replenished ourselves with FREE Jamba Juice and felt great satisfaction in completing a race. Can't wait till next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-1447263715535091065?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/1447263715535091065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=1447263715535091065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/1447263715535091065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/1447263715535091065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/hermosa-vista-spring-fun-run-2008.html' title='HERMOSA VISTA SPRING FUN RUN 2008'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8F-rH3ypI/AAAAAAAAANY/o6fEHOE6dVU/s72-c/CIMG1486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-6345515411177550311</id><published>2008-07-21T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T08:31:20.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EASTER 2008 - BUTLER FAMILY</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237422046888679618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8PmkOZWMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ilcS2H56rik/s400/CIMG1446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the year to spend with the Butlers, that's my family. We love to spend time with our siblings and cousins. It gets really hectic with all the chaos, loud voices and 7 dogs (if they are invited) , but thats our family and we love it. Im hoping the chaos level goes down as MY boys get older. We always look forward to yummy ham, scalloped potatos, grandma Tessa's WHITE rolls and homemade fudge eggs with our names on them. All courtesy of my mom! Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Pmku2lUI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KapyfT7dj9M/s1600-h/CIMG1444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237422047024813378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8Pmku2lUI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KapyfT7dj9M/s400/CIMG1444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8PL6q5vJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/F1VOcYBSwus/s1600-h/CIMG1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love Easter morning pictures. Messy hair, jammies, and stinky breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8PMD3RNzI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6C1fRh3oe04/s1600-h/CIMG1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8PMKe6tFI/AAAAAAAAAPY/hqlIwB1GQ2Q/s1600-h/CIMG1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237421593302053970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8PMKe6tFI/AAAAAAAAAPY/hqlIwB1GQ2Q/s400/CIMG1431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Easter Bunny is really smart. He hides the plastic eggs outside and the hardboiled ones inside! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV_0zjQOEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wtoiqAsNaz8/s1600-h/CIMG1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225723487801325634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV_0zjQOEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wtoiqAsNaz8/s400/CIMG1425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV_02d6_rI/AAAAAAAAAK8/l7vb4z_tBDw/s1600-h/CIMG1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225723488584269490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV_02d6_rI/AAAAAAAAAK8/l7vb4z_tBDw/s400/CIMG1423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV_ubPMIgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0Yawdukagoo/s1600-h/CIMG1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225723378195505666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV_ubPMIgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0Yawdukagoo/s400/CIMG1436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV_ucO2FDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/PmzjKlgYgQU/s1600-h/CIMG1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225723378462495794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV_ucO2FDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/PmzjKlgYgQU/s400/CIMG1433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV_uq-fONI/AAAAAAAAAKs/-Kz1MS85CBY/s1600-h/CIMG1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV_g4WwOUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wcU_IeuP_OM/s1600-h/CIMG1444.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV_g-zA2NI/AAAAAAAAAKE/x-d4JyQE-YE/s1600-h/CIMG1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I may catch alot of flack for the way I dress my boys on Sunday, but its worth it. I love these shoes. They were Harrisons, (Owen would never wear them much to my sadness, )and now it's Ryans turn. I have a pair of Steve's famed in the boys room. There is just something so cute about little boy legs in knee sock and saddle shoes. Sorry, boys. I hope you don't hate me later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dreaded Easter Sunday picture didn't turn out so bad, not so great either. One thing I have decided is that I have to appreciate each of their quirks/issues/ages when I try for the PERFECT family picture. One day, Im told, I will cherish all of the chaos. We'll see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-6345515411177550311?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/6345515411177550311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=6345515411177550311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6345515411177550311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/6345515411177550311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/easter-2008-butler-family.html' title='EASTER 2008 - BUTLER FAMILY'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SK8PmkOZWMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ilcS2H56rik/s72-c/CIMG1446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-863764483084604399</id><published>2008-07-21T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:32:44.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARIZONA ORANGES March 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV9wZB9mRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/aHilnohKk7E/s1600-h/CIMG1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225721212939639058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV9wZB9mRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/aHilnohKk7E/s400/CIMG1416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our two American Bulldogs, Moose &amp;amp; Millie&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV9wYKjRzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/0FjiIASpuug/s1600-h/CIMG1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225721212707227442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV9wYKjRzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/0FjiIASpuug/s400/CIMG1417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is better than AZ oranges fresh from the trees? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The heavenly orange blossoms. I wish you could smell them. Fesh O.J with breakfast isn't bad either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV7l_9RZdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rebgondtFY0/s1600-h/CIMG1403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225718835387131346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV7l_9RZdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rebgondtFY0/s400/CIMG1403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know, a picture of my wreath! I took it because it makes me happy and I think of my great friend Rebecca. She once had a wreath with the ribbons tied from the bottom and I loved it almost as much as I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV7l3DsQWI/AAAAAAAAAIc/bhOF4ZdrOfM/s1600-h/CIMG1407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225718832998138210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV7l3DsQWI/AAAAAAAAAIc/bhOF4ZdrOfM/s400/CIMG1407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am trying to teach my kids the value of hard work. I'm not sure if we are gaining anything from it yet. Its so much work to work with your kids. What I need to learn is to enjoy the journey while doing it. Listen to the chatter and laugh at the funny things. I guess that is the "IDEALIST" in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV7l8amgII/AAAAAAAAAIk/RwAfMVhT_PU/s1600-h/CIMG1408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225718834436407426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV7l8amgII/AAAAAAAAAIk/RwAfMVhT_PU/s400/CIMG1408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a great boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV7mEiYHwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/l8gH5hFb_Rw/s1600-h/CIMG1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225718836616503042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV7mEiYHwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/l8gH5hFb_Rw/s400/CIMG1414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV7mBXEAHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CuVgsZPlSnk/s1600-h/CIMG1415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225718835763740786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV7mBXEAHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CuVgsZPlSnk/s400/CIMG1415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O is so funny, he takes after his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-863764483084604399?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/863764483084604399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=863764483084604399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/863764483084604399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/863764483084604399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/arizona-oranges-march-2008.html' title='ARIZONA ORANGES March 2008'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV9wZB9mRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/aHilnohKk7E/s72-c/CIMG1416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-5410971058853621458</id><published>2008-07-21T23:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:15:29.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING BREAK 2008...MEXICAN STYLE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV497NhY0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qYLEN59kdZo/s1600-h/CIMG1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225715947895087938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV497NhY0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qYLEN59kdZo/s400/CIMG1380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV497UpyUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/W9sZS6TDokE/s1600-h/CIMG1382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225715947924998466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV497UpyUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/W9sZS6TDokE/s400/CIMG1382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV49yHaLbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OXcYcF31dMw/s1600-h/CIMG1387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225715945453530546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV49yHaLbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OXcYcF31dMw/s400/CIMG1387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV4-LTI1SI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5Q5gD1CoVWw/s1600-h/march+2006+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225715952213611810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV4-LTI1SI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5Q5gD1CoVWw/s400/march+2006+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV4-LlZm_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZLVA03gBcCI/s1600-h/march+2006+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225715952290208754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV4-LlZm_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZLVA03gBcCI/s400/march+2006+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV4SJ_lIRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DsOwAJqvw5M/s1600-h/CIMG1337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225715195948900626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV4SJ_lIRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DsOwAJqvw5M/s400/CIMG1337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV4Sfq0KFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CkwWxmuCKF4/s1600-h/CIMG1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225715201767385170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV4Sfq0KFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/CkwWxmuCKF4/s400/CIMG1348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BIG #8 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H's birthday is always fun to celebrate because it's on St. Patricks Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV4SmiR5HI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ceoABszef_w/s1600-h/CIMG1364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225715203610633330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV4SmiR5HI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ceoABszef_w/s400/CIMG1364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of fun, food, family, and friends! Rocky Point is a great place to go for families. We were introduced to the highrise condos by our friends Steve and Rhonda Frost. This was our third time down. We love to buy FRESH shrimp and tortillas, REAL vanilla and antiobotics. It was a culture shock and great taching moment for us all. We are trully blessed and I am proud to be an American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-5410971058853621458?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/5410971058853621458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=5410971058853621458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5410971058853621458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/5410971058853621458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/spring-breakmexican-style.html' title='SPRING BREAK 2008...MEXICAN STYLE!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV497NhY0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qYLEN59kdZo/s72-c/CIMG1380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-2579121899965230054</id><published>2008-07-21T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:08:44.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>USUARY PASS -2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV2-SetSpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_qFSPW61Yqk/s1600-h/CIMG1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225713755117931154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV2-SetSpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_qFSPW61Yqk/s400/CIMG1333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all made it to the top except Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa. What a fun accomplishment. Going down was fun too, Liz, Rebecca and Itook turns carrying R down and enjoyed listening to O complain about how long the hike was. All in all we had a great day and no injuries either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV24p-Fd2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/nbxHQ2OQlW0/s1600-h/CIMG1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225713658344339298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV24p-Fd2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/nbxHQ2OQlW0/s400/CIMG1332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV2kjHXhuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/e2lKunUm3mA/s1600-h/CIMG1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225713312906839778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV2kjHXhuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/e2lKunUm3mA/s400/CIMG1326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV2kz0HQlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/586zWNzP8t4/s1600-h/CIMG1327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225713317389484626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV2kz0HQlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/586zWNzP8t4/s400/CIMG1327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV2k8O4YWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZKxtn18P2no/s1600-h/CIMG1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-2579121899965230054?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/2579121899965230054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=2579121899965230054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2579121899965230054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2579121899965230054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-all-made-it-to-top-except-grandma.html' title='USUARY PASS -2008'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIV2-SetSpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_qFSPW61Yqk/s72-c/CIMG1333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-8308535926116377507</id><published>2008-07-21T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:07:56.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>USUARY PASS - March 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVy9gCHZFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/9I6pkA6N7Ak/s1600-h/CIMG1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225709343529722962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVy9gCHZFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/9I6pkA6N7Ak/s400/CIMG1315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We thought we would take advantage of our nice Spring weather and do a little hiking together.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVy9kV1c0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/U5MbYzq19IY/s1600-h/CIMG1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225709344686175042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVy9kV1c0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/U5MbYzq19IY/s400/CIMG1316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We packed our water, cameras, but forgot our sunscreen. We all were a little worried on my mother-in -laws knees, but she hung in there. Leslie was not about to be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVy97hq9MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HniCE_VdiKI/s1600-h/CIMG1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225709350909834434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVy97hq9MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HniCE_VdiKI/s400/CIMG1321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVy-K0988I/AAAAAAAAAGE/kDMRhhOsNKQ/s1600-h/CIMG1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225709355017302978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVy-K0988I/AAAAAAAAAGE/kDMRhhOsNKQ/s400/CIMG1323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two cute brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the older kids took off ahead so we kept pace with O &amp;amp; R up with these two yahoos!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVy-O0trGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/F5PZJSoV7Ig/s1600-h/CIMG1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225709356089977954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVy-O0trGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/F5PZJSoV7Ig/s400/CIMG1325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I say I hate living in AZ. I actually do think it is pretty in the Spring, this is our "green" time of the year. I still would move in a heartbeat if it weren't for our stinkin family. They'd be so sad if we left and we would be too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-8308535926116377507?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/8308535926116377507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=8308535926116377507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8308535926116377507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8308535926116377507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/usuary-pass.html' title='USUARY PASS - March 2008'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVy9gCHZFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/9I6pkA6N7Ak/s72-c/CIMG1315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-2298689572531573775</id><published>2008-07-21T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T08:58:33.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A MEANS TO AN END</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAxeyLiEbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/4X_nlOZ0OGE/s1600-h/CIMG3026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237740771567866290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAxeyLiEbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/4X_nlOZ0OGE/s400/CIMG3026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAxfE2HrAI/AAAAAAAAAa4/y1qcqAnpanI/s1600-h/CIMG3027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237740776578329602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAxfE2HrAI/AAAAAAAAAa4/y1qcqAnpanI/s400/CIMG3027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAxfBhUlWI/AAAAAAAAAbA/6JPEyKYwFcs/s1600-h/CIMG3028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237740775685789026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAxfBhUlWI/AAAAAAAAAbA/6JPEyKYwFcs/s400/CIMG3028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a great motivation to get back in shape!!! I took the holdays off and it was very apparent that I did! Ouch feel the burn in my chest. Its not a good feeling to beat by your group! I must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAxKX9L0uI/AAAAAAAAAag/kGTkwS-NFo0/s1600-h/CIMG1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237740420930982626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAxKX9L0uI/AAAAAAAAAag/kGTkwS-NFo0/s400/CIMG1288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAxKaCrhSI/AAAAAAAAAao/nPqlm1Mwt7s/s1600-h/CIMG1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237740421490902306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAxKaCrhSI/AAAAAAAAAao/nPqlm1Mwt7s/s400/CIMG1289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was driving down the 101 the other day and couldn't help notice beautiful Camelback Mountain. I haven't hiked it forever, since "teenagerhood"soooooooo, I got the fever to do it before it got too hot. Liz, Steve and I and on ocassion Holly, have hiked the mountain. I didn't remember it to be so difficult! Maybe thats because the last time I hiked it was in geat shape and 15 years younger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The day Steve came us was so awesome. I love to watch him conquer life! I love to watch people watch him. He is so inspirational. He not only scaled the mountain with upper arm strength he finished way ahead of Liz and I. I love him for all he does and what he teaches me just by being himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been great the 3 times we went. I love people watching. There are some wierdies out there. Okay, but the real motivation to get to the top was that I knew I was headed to&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/lagrandeorangegrocery.com"&gt; The Grande Orange &lt;/a&gt;when I got to the bottom. Have you been there? It is a great little store, bakery, pizza, and restuant. It reminds me of cute little places in Utah, places that I didn't think exsisted here. Boy am I a happy girl.&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/807181161916677948-2298689572531573775?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/2298689572531573775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=2298689572531573775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2298689572531573775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2298689572531573775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/means-to-end.html' title='A MEANS TO AN END'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SLAxeyLiEbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/4X_nlOZ0OGE/s72-c/CIMG3026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-3750587199481724822</id><published>2008-07-21T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:32:30.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCUBA HEAVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVwv04p6mI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jSCkmjoUSEg/s1600-h/CIMG1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225706909585762914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVwv04p6mI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jSCkmjoUSEg/s400/CIMG1195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVwwDgFnpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/x0KtLUcO05Q/s1600-h/CIMG1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225706913509252754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVwwDgFnpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/x0KtLUcO05Q/s400/CIMG1230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVwwJAMfNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/o9cWFRnaxPI/s1600-h/CIMG1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225706914986097874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVwwJAMfNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/o9cWFRnaxPI/s400/CIMG1232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVwM9YIS3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/dNymq8llTB4/s1600-h/CIMG1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVwM0I8llI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nblOllgIvr0/s1600-h/CIMG1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVwNMx0yAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KjmmRPPRTnw/s1600-h/CIMG1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVpw7vGl9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/wiAqiSJFBIA/s1600-h/CIMG1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225699232023222226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVpw7vGl9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/wiAqiSJFBIA/s400/CIMG1191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVovvbQ6TI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ql7KJVPvIzM/s1600-h/CIMG1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;February 20,2008.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I know... it's SCUBA beauty. Its all a bit akward, but well worth it to be warm in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVov80DONI/AAAAAAAAAEs/n-2m9bWyjfw/s1600-h/CIMG1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIViHV20nRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/nFFwFoyRXFI/s1600-h/CIMG1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225690820899020050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIViHV20nRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/nFFwFoyRXFI/s400/CIMG1190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks to our great friends, the Frosts, we got certified to SCUBA. We love it. Our first trip was with a big group of people we didnt know to Cozumel, Mexico. It was SO fun and a great getaway for Steve and I. Three months later we had the opportunity to go again. We were thrilled (the kids not so much). We made all the arrangments and counted down the days! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scuba is amazing. It can be so relaxing and exhilerating at the same time. It is such a thrill to be under the water with other species. There is so much to see. One thing I realized is that God is real. It amazes me to see His creations under the water. Stuff you hear about but dont ever see with your own eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our first dive we saw alsmost everything you could see. We found out later, we had a really lucky and RARE dive that day. We saw... sea turtles, schools of various fish, 2 nurse sharks, barracuda, puffer fish, seahorse, GIANT parrot fish, and the most amazing Eagle Rays. They were huge. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We have some funny memories to remember forever. I'll name a few, mostly for me when I am old and can't remember anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Steve struggles for air the WHOLE trip because we didn't know we could adjust the air flow on his regulator.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Following Steve Frost down to 140 feet on our VERY first dive. Not knowing we were. Steve cant breath, (see #1) so he shoots to what we thought was going to be the surface. A BIG no no. It was a good thing he stopped at 90 ft.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Staying in a private house on the edge of the ocean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fabulous cakes (five of them) that our dive masters wife made us. They were so proud of them!! Seriously they were the worst things I have ever tasted. The bad thing was we were charged $100 for them!!! They went strait to the trash!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading one of the &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt; series on this beautiful cabana every day. See above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bob Marleys Hammocks and yummy food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Topes (thats speed HUMP in spanish) So sad for the lucky girls whose turn it was to sit in the back of the rental car. We nearly broke our backs and more than once hit our heads on the ceiling of the car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot rock massages at the nearby spa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Surface intervals on the beach eating the best pico de gallo and guacamole and chips in our wetsuits. Such great food and great company.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cakes from Roberta and fresh water after a dive. Im still waiting for recipes from her. She made a yummy chocolate loaf cake with mint icing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Touring the island on scooters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Staying at an all inclusive resort the first trip. "Hurting them" by ordering everything on the menu! Our own private jacuzzi in our room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The anticipation for a Night Dive with flashlights. So amazing, except, the boat dropped us off at the wrong location. We spent most of the dive swimming against the current to get back to the reef. Steve was out of air (see #1) So I had to go up to the surface with him because you never leave your dive buddy!!! That sucked. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching Steve conquer another thing in spite of his prothesis! I love him. He is such a great example to me. He makes my heart happy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Great memories and friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/807181161916677948-3750587199481724822?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/3750587199481724822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=3750587199481724822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3750587199481724822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3750587199481724822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/07/scuba-heaven.html' title='SCUBA HEAVEN'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/SIVwv04p6mI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jSCkmjoUSEg/s72-c/CIMG1195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-7001709820206742886</id><published>2008-03-28T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T08:48:56.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET'S COMPLICATE THINGS IN THE NAME OF CREATIVITY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gi4gXBlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gN26JPrWnc0/s1600-h/CIMG1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182975267317417554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gi4gXBlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gN26JPrWnc0/s400/CIMG1282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gjIgXBmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xi-52d65XTc/s1600-h/CIMG1291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182975271612384866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gjIgXBmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xi-52d65XTc/s400/CIMG1291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gjIgXBnI/AAAAAAAAADE/mG1UrXC4PbQ/s1600-h/CIMG1294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182975271612384882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gjIgXBnI/AAAAAAAAADE/mG1UrXC4PbQ/s400/CIMG1294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gSogXBiI/AAAAAAAAACc/BP3CMSlmQ5I/s1600-h/CIMG0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gSogXBjI/AAAAAAAAACk/RkVOAVAg5r4/s1600-h/CIMG1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182974988144543282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gSogXBjI/AAAAAAAAACk/RkVOAVAg5r4/s400/CIMG1303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gS4gXBkI/AAAAAAAAACs/qeEQ06lNWUg/s1600-h/CIMG1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182974992439510594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gS4gXBkI/AAAAAAAAACs/qeEQ06lNWUg/s400/CIMG1310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw a necklace that I wanted on the internet but, it cost way too much. About $1,000 to be frank. So... like I always do, I said to myself "I can make that." Any way, I have had a lot of fun creating custom necklaces for ME and now other people too!  To see more necklaces, click here.&lt;a href="http://noelleosborndesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://noelleosborndesigns.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its funny, as I am creating I look at my hands and can see both of my parents. UH! No really, Its weird but it warms my heart as memories flood my mind. So maybe this is sort of a tribute to them, after all, they taught me a lot. I am so thankful for them and the life they gave me. &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/807181161916677948-7001709820206742886?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/7001709820206742886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=7001709820206742886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7001709820206742886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/7001709820206742886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/03/lets-complicate-things-in-name-of.html' title='LET&apos;S COMPLICATE THINGS IN THE NAME OF CREATIVITY!!!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2gi4gXBlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gN26JPrWnc0/s72-c/CIMG1282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-2996540320576474460</id><published>2008-03-28T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T19:02:48.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Shoot for FREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2d2IgXBhI/AAAAAAAAACU/VUIIYqAGJU4/s1600-h/IMG_9403-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2da4gXBeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ikx7BH8f5Qk/s1600-h/IMG_9009-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182971831343580642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2da4gXBeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ikx7BH8f5Qk/s400/IMG_9009-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2dbIgXBfI/AAAAAAAAACE/NqMQ0ZA51tk/s1600-h/IMG_9405-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182971835638547954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2dbIgXBfI/AAAAAAAAACE/NqMQ0ZA51tk/s400/IMG_9405-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2dbogXBgI/AAAAAAAAACM/7ER5EiGYMmE/s1600-h/IMG_9494-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182971844228482562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2dbogXBgI/AAAAAAAAACM/7ER5EiGYMmE/s400/IMG_9494-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2bTIgXBdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xnG8dq3TRFs/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182969499176338898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2bTIgXBdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xnG8dq3TRFs/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fabulous neighbor's daughter Amy was in town and offered to take my kids pictures for FREE! Are you kidding me? How did I get so lucky. Any way I love them and cant wait to hang them in the house. I did make her a couple of &lt;a href="http://noelleosborndesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;necklaces&lt;/a&gt; in return for her knidness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-2996540320576474460?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/2996540320576474460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=2996540320576474460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2996540320576474460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/2996540320576474460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-fabulous-neighbors-daughter-amy-was.html' title='Photo Shoot for FREE!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R-2da4gXBeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ikx7BH8f5Qk/s72-c/IMG_9009-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-8194363740198239342</id><published>2008-02-07T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T02:06:41.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! Finally a family picture the turned out. I have waited a long time for this one!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R6vDWK45sXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/43klb6cZGyM/s1600-h/IMG_2112-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R6vDWK45sXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/43klb6cZGyM/s320/IMG_2112-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-8194363740198239342?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/8194363740198239342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=8194363740198239342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8194363740198239342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8194363740198239342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='Wow! Finally a family picture the turned out. I have waited a long time for this one!!!'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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/_FJHr-2oYvT8/R6vDWK45sXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/43klb6cZGyM/s72-c/IMG_2112-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-807181161916677948.post-3242463518287659015</id><published>2008-02-07T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T18:41:53.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got these pictures back from the friends we went to Yuma with.  We had so much fun at the dunes.  It really is a fun but DIRTY place.  I have to get in the right mind set and then I have a great time. There is sand EVERYWHERE! You can't escape it. We took our new trailer out for the "Maiden Voyage."  It is always fun figuring everything out (waking up too hot because we didn't know where to set the thermostat), realizing what I forgot(cooking oil) and discovering all of the new sounds throughout the night. Needless to say, Steve and I didn't get much sleep that first night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-3242463518287659015?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/3242463518287659015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=3242463518287659015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3242463518287659015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/3242463518287659015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-just-got-these-pictures-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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-807181161916677948.post-8598690100639171813</id><published>2008-02-07T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T02:03:55.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh...a BLOG for us!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I can't believe that I am doing this. I am sorry to say that I think these can be a bit bragadosish. I was talking to a friend of mine the other day and she told me that you can have your blog bound in a book. How awesome is that. It's kind of a personal history and journal. If I look at it like that, I thinks it's something I can wrap my mind around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got invited to view my husband cousins blog and to be honest, I quite enjoyed seeing what they have been up to since we live far away (Janice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that... here WE go. This is more for me than for you. I haven't told my husband yet, considering he doesn't like me to get too wordy in our Christmas cards. If you know what I mean. Hopefully, in time he will see my vision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/807181161916677948-8598690100639171813?l=blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/feeds/8598690100639171813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=807181161916677948&amp;postID=8598690100639171813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8598690100639171813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/807181161916677948/posts/default/8598690100639171813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogginwiththeosborns.blogspot.com/2008/02/uha-blog-for-us.html' title='Uh...a BLOG for us!?'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021598866216624206</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></feed>
