<?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-7201828593676249461</id><updated>2011-08-18T07:39:47.951-06:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='stitchery'/><category term='tooth fairy'/><category term='costume'/><category term='pinata'/><category term='box'/><category term='canyon'/><category term='croup'/><category term='crochet rug'/><category term='robot'/><category term='colds'/><category term='Birthday party'/><category term='sore back'/><category term='motor'/><category term='coloring'/><category term='pretend play'/><category term='colorful leaves everywhere'/><category term='fall leaves'/><category term='name banner'/><category term='apron'/><category term='crayons'/><category term='wall'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='lost tooth'/><category term='pillow'/><category term='sick'/><category term='bathroom'/><category term='snow'/><category term='candy'/><category term='primary'/><title type='text'>Wood We Ever!</title><subtitle type='html'>Mike and Julia Wood Family</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-7304627565478542948</id><published>2011-02-01T11:44:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T12:01:12.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crayons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coloring'/><title type='text'>Our Little Artist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/TUhYJ1BQkMI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YOOn8Si8GBs/s1600/brennawallcrayon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/TUhYJ1BQkMI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YOOn8Si8GBs/s400/brennawallcrayon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568797865118044354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We are so proud! Yet again our little Brenna has favored us with another masterpiece! Wait! Did I mention that it was ON THE WALL!  No matter how many times we have explained to her that coloring on walls, couches, tables and floors is not acceptable, it just doesn't sink into her cute little her head.  Apparently today, while Mike was watching her, she colored on the wall. He quickly cleaned it up and I had no idea it had ever been there. Thank goodness for the Magic Eraser!!!   Later he sent me an email with a this picture!  Oh how I would have been angry if I was the one to have found it-as tightly wound as I am!  But seeing it after the fact makes me realize just how funny it is and cute too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-7304627565478542948?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/7304627565478542948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=7304627565478542948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/7304627565478542948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/7304627565478542948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-little-artist.html' title='Our Little Artist'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/TUhYJ1BQkMI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YOOn8Si8GBs/s72-c/brennawallcrayon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-7512673815270825652</id><published>2010-11-16T20:12:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:43:53.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colds'/><title type='text'>Time Keeps Slipping Away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/TONNc0DGD_I/AAAAAAAAAXc/Uci38jWB3ng/s1600/Coltonsoccer9-2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/TONNc0DGD_I/AAAAAAAAAXc/Uci38jWB3ng/s400/Coltonsoccer9-2010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540357123999141874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/TONNcap5pGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/C8rVSJBm8KM/s1600/Brennaprincess9-2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/TONNcap5pGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/C8rVSJBm8KM/s400/Brennaprincess9-2010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540357117182583906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CMike%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CMike%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:trackmoves/&gt;   &lt;w:trackformatting/&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:donotpromoteqf/&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemeother&gt;EN-US&lt;/w:LidThemeOther&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemeasian&gt;X-NONE&lt;/w:LidThemeAsian&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemecomplexscript&gt;X-NONE&lt;/w:LidThemeComplexScript&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:splitpgbreakandparamark/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertaligncellwithsp/&gt;    &lt;w:dontbreakconstrainedforcedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertalignintxbx/&gt;    &lt;w:word11kerningpairs/&gt;    &lt;w:cachedcolbalance/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;   &lt;m:mathpr&gt;    &lt;m:mathfont val="Cambria Math"&gt;    &lt;m:brkbin val="before"&gt;    &lt;m:brkbinsub val="&amp;#45;-"&gt;    &lt;m:smallfrac val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef/&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:mathPr&gt;&lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" defunhidewhenused="true" defsemihidden="true" defqformat="false" defpriority="99" latentstylecount="267"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="1" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Normal"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="heading 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 7"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 8"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 9"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 7"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 8"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 9"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="35" qformat="true" name="caption"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="10" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Title"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="1" name="Default Paragraph Font"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="11" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtitle"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="22" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Strong"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="20" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="59" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Table Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Placeholder Text"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="1" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="No Spacing"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Revision"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="34" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="List Paragraph"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="29" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Quote"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="30" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Quote"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="19" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtle Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="21" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="31" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtle Reference"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="32" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Reference"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="33" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Book Title"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="37" name="Bibliography"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" qformat="true" name="TOC Heading"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;link rel="plchdr" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CMike%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_plchdr.htm"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:"Cambria Math"; 	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:1; 	mso-generic-font-family:roman; 	mso-font-format:other; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Calibri; 	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-priority:1; 	mso-style-unhide:no; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} p.Publishwithline, li.Publishwithline, div.Publishwithline 	{mso-style-name:"Publish with line"; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-unhide:no; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:16.0pt; 	mso-bidi-font-size:19.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:major-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:major-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:major-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi; 	color:#17365D; 	mso-themecolor:text2; 	mso-themeshade:191; 	font-weight:bold;} p.PadderBetweenControlandBody, li.PadderBetweenControlandBody, div.PadderBetweenControlandBody 	{mso-style-name:"Padder Between Control and Body"; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-unhide:no; 	mso-style-next:Normal; 	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:6.0pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:1.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} p.underline, li.underline, div.underline 	{mso-style-name:underline; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-unhide:no; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	margin-top:2.0pt; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:0in; 	margin-left:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	border:none; 	mso-border-bottom-alt:solid #4F81BD 1.0pt; 	mso-border-bottom-themecolor:accent1; 	padding:0in; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 0in 2.0pt 0in; 	font-size:1.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoChpDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	mso-default-props:yes; 	mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoPapDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt;} @page WordSection1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.WordSection1 	{page:WordSection1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin-top:0in; 	mso-para-margin-right:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0in; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;w:sdt contentlocked="t" sdtgroup="t" id="89512093"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:1pt;"  &gt;&lt;w:sdtpr&gt;&lt;/w:sdtpr&gt;&lt;w:sdt xpath="/ns0:BlogPostInfo/ns0:PostTitle" docpart="AF931664DFD94E8B96D801C695B4C471" text="t" storeitemid="X_819A0C8D-629A-4C46-8523-6FCCAFD32321" title="Post Title" id="89512082"&gt;&lt;/w:sdt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p class="Publishwithline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;w:sdtpr&gt;&lt;/w:sdtpr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/w:sdt&gt;  &lt;div style="border-width: medium medium 1pt; border-style: none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(79, 129, 189); padding: 0in 0in 2pt;"&gt;  &lt;p class="underline"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="PadderBetweenControlandBody"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;Forever since my last post….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;My birthday is tomorrow. My friends took me to lunch today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was very fun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mike is planning to take me to dinner tomorrow night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I should be nice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;We are all getting over being sick. We aren’t sure what we had, but it was miserable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sent Colton back to school today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess the winter weather has brought on the colds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;We had a nice Halloween. Brenna was a Princess and Colton was Darth Vader.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They had a great time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We let them eat a bunch of candy and then they donated it to the Sugar Plum Fairy, who comes and takes their candy back to her kingdom, to help build the homes(out of candy).&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;They were so excited for her to come and take it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They haven’t missed it at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mike and I debated on telling them one more story that isn’t true, but since they still believe in Santa we figured it would be fun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;Colton(7) is taking piano lessons from my neighbor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is doing really well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I babysit her daughter 1 day a week In return, She teaches Colton for free.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Brenna is in a little dance class. She loves it. Brenna just turned 3 on October 25.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She is a very girly girl. She loves dolls and pink.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;She is excited to be able to be in Sunbeams soon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;We are sticking around here for Thanksgiving.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We visited Mike’s parents in Idaho last month.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are looking forward to the holidays.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are my favorite time of year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I really am grateful for all that we have. We are so blessed!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;Mike is still working for PMI and seems to enjoy it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We own a website that we sell Fairy and Princess dress ups from.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pack and ship them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Halloween was pretty busy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are still trying to figure out our finances and catch up, but for now we are still in our home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;I was the Primary Secretary for our ward.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Several months ago, they released me and called me to the Stake Primary Secretary.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a different calling, I miss being in Primary on the ward level.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do a lot of note taking and secretarial reporting and &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;such.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do get to visit other wards, which is fun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;Haley and Derek bought a very small condo and spent the summer putting in new tile and paining.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It looks very nice. They seem very happy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t get to see them very often. They are both working full time and we are just “too far away”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There is a new highway that was just built that makes the drive so much nicer. It is called Pioneer Crossing. We can take Redwood Road to the American Fork Main street exit, bypassing Lehi entirely.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It sure has changed things. Haley and Derek haven’t driven it yet…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;Melinda is hopefully bringing Lucas home from the hospital just after Thanksgiving.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know she is very stressed about him coming home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Has she sent you any pictures of him recently? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He is getting so big. We know we really won’t be able to visit him once he gets home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have to stay away for now. He will have full time nurses at their home for several weeks at first.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His little lungs are so sick.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is a miracle he has done as well as he is. This is a rough time of year for him with all the sickness going around.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/7201828593676249461-7512673815270825652?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/7512673815270825652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=7512673815270825652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/7512673815270825652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/7512673815270825652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-keeps-slipping-away.html' title='Time Keeps Slipping Away!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/TONNc0DGD_I/AAAAAAAAAXc/Uci38jWB3ng/s72-c/Coltonsoccer9-2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-4039419120055077662</id><published>2010-03-13T20:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T20:42:44.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robot'/><title type='text'>Colton and Mike build a Robot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8c2d31d253cbd2c8" 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://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8c2d31d253cbd2c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330395144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EEAC6A1A8BD9FAB04691511FB68F9BC71876839.6F37E595BF0498B37F734D82E33DB0E194AD539C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c2d31d253cbd2c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkzL9RKXwFN9xfRQjFMlt0126yfY&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://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8c2d31d253cbd2c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330395144%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EEAC6A1A8BD9FAB04691511FB68F9BC71876839.6F37E595BF0498B37F734D82E33DB0E194AD539C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c2d31d253cbd2c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkzL9RKXwFN9xfRQjFMlt0126yfY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colton is really into taking things apart.   He will bring me a TV remote control or an old satellite radio and beg me to take them apart.  I have to be really careful about what I leave around.  Mike gave him a bunch of old electronics last year and he spent hours taking them apart and using a glue gun to build new inventions.  He asks me all the time if he can build an engine (not a motor, but an engine with gasoline.)&lt;br /&gt;It just amazes me to see the stuff he can think up.&lt;br /&gt;Today Mike and Colton stayed in the basement and put a little robot together.  I really don't know how they did it.  For the head they used an American Idol annoying toy from McDonalds(I thought I had thrown all those away).  They used foam core to make the body and some simple motors and wires connected to batteries inside attached to wood sticks to make the arms.  Colton was thrilled. When they turned it on it actually moved around!  How Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-4039419120055077662?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/4039419120055077662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=4039419120055077662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/4039419120055077662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/4039419120055077662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2010/03/colton-and-mike-build-robot.html' title='Colton and Mike build a Robot!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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-7201828593676249461.post-1030355243111146066</id><published>2010-02-24T18:01:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:35:45.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost tooth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sore back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Sick Kids, Sore Backs and Snowing Outside</title><content type='html'>More Pictures.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S4XRdPzSAtI/AAAAAAAAAWE/i-aAB2-xVZM/s1600-h/IMG_8233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S4XRdPzSAtI/AAAAAAAAAWE/i-aAB2-xVZM/s400/IMG_8233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441986025135145682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brenna loves her dance clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S4XRDaExcMI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Kh0XHyrk1MI/s1600-h/IMG_8185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S4XRDaExcMI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Kh0XHyrk1MI/s400/IMG_8185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441985581216264386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say?  It's Colton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S4XRC4VmWlI/AAAAAAAAAV0/eEvvkRUYO2s/s1600-h/IMG_8173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S4XRC4VmWlI/AAAAAAAAAV0/eEvvkRUYO2s/s400/IMG_8173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441985572160035410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mike painted Brenna's toes again.  She did not like the tissue between her toes.&lt;br /&gt; But she shows everyone she can and says, "Dad paint my toes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S4XRB3-iULI/AAAAAAAAAVk/St1hlIuW2S4/s1600-h/IMG_8174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S4XRB3-iULI/AAAAAAAAAVk/St1hlIuW2S4/s400/IMG_8174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441985554883432626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a great week for you.   Brenna and Colton are sick.  Brenna is hanging on to a yucky cold.  I just got over a sore throat that lasted a month.  I thought Colton was lucky until 2 days ago.  Now he has croup.  His  coughing is so bad.  Its the dry kind and we are constantly trying new remedies.&lt;br /&gt;It is looking like it will be a whole week of missed school.  Colton may be miserable, but he is loving being at home.&lt;br /&gt;Mike has a bad back.  It comes and goes, but lately has been really bad.  Yesterday he was holding Brenna and reaching for a tutu, to help me pack an order for our LittleFairyWings.com site.  He had a horrible spasm or something and that was that.  He was relegated to the floor.  I think my back is sore now, just out of frustration(and sympathy and maybe the weather).   Not fun.&lt;br /&gt;And its snowing again.  The forecast calls for more this weekend.  I went to Walmart today and they have all the summer splash toys and warm weather stuff out already.  I just had to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so busy for us.  I barely find the time to write this.  Colton lost his 3rd tooth on Saturday.  So we reread my blog post from 1 year ago this week, (when Colton lost his 1st tooth).&lt;br /&gt;The tooth fairy forgot to come-oops.  On Sunday morning Colton said, "Mom, does the Tooth Fairy not come on Sundays?"   It was a perfect excuse for why she didn't come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-1030355243111146066?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/1030355243111146066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=1030355243111146066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/1030355243111146066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/1030355243111146066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2010/02/sick-kids-sore-backs-and-snowing.html' title='Sick Kids, Sore Backs and Snowing Outside'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/S4XRdPzSAtI/AAAAAAAAAWE/i-aAB2-xVZM/s72-c/IMG_8233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-2429358611015375332</id><published>2010-01-19T19:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:58:55.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does the time go?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so Christmas and New Years came and went.  We had a great holiday.  Obviously my life is crazy and I had not time to update the blog since November.  Very sad. &lt;br /&gt;I was called as the Primary secretary the week before Christmas!  Being busy with this calling is all I've done for about the last month now.  It hasn't slowed down yet, maybe it never will? &lt;br /&gt;It is good though, because, January is a tough month for me.  I do not like it.  So being busy is a big blessing. &lt;br /&gt;Here are some updated photos of the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S1ZvsbIZj9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/MTMrCOrrchU/s1600-h/IMG_7895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S1ZvsbIZj9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/MTMrCOrrchU/s400/IMG_7895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428649209829625810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenna in her Pigtails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S1ZvsCCX8HI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9oOAYwgcqiQ/s1600-h/colton1-01-10bw1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S1ZvsCCX8HI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9oOAYwgcqiQ/s400/colton1-01-10bw1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428649203093467250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S1ZvrmIXgOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LhOyq_94x7U/s1600-h/brenna-11-09bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S1ZvrmIXgOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LhOyq_94x7U/s400/brenna-11-09bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428649195602411746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S1ZvrKNvWaI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ObkWxZgrK_U/s1600-h/kids1-01-10bw6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S1ZvrKNvWaI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ObkWxZgrK_U/s400/kids1-01-10bw6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428649188108753314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always together. Thank goodness for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S1ZvqhxF8cI/AAAAAAAAAU8/s_W-dRXk0WI/s1600-h/IMG_7882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/S1ZvqhxF8cI/AAAAAAAAAU8/s_W-dRXk0WI/s400/IMG_7882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428649177251180994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenna loves her dance class!&lt;br /&gt;She is so excited for it each week and cries when it is time to go home! &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/7201828593676249461-2429358611015375332?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/2429358611015375332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=2429358611015375332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/2429358611015375332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/2429358611015375332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where does the time go?'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/S1ZvsbIZj9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/MTMrCOrrchU/s72-c/IMG_7895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-324564261590440842</id><published>2009-11-18T22:45:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T23:04:27.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colton's Sorry Letter</title><content type='html'>My little Colton who is now 6 has recently learned how to type on the computer. He enjoys playing games and looking at websites like Lego.com. Today he came home from school while I was trying to take a short nap. I said hello and told him I would be resting a few more minutes. Not long after that he started yelling for me. I answered, but since Brenna was sleeping I didn't yell back and he kept yelling for me. I have always told him, "If I don't answer or you can't hear me, don't keep yelling come and talk to me." So I was a little frustrated when Brenna woke up and Colton was now screaming. Well, I lost it and sent him to his room and scolded him. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not long after I heard him leave his room and go downstairs. After a few more moments I heard something printing. Colton came back up and handed me a folded piece of paper with the following message;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwTddzQJWXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/BZh7G5vuMdE/s1600/Coltonsorryletter+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwTddzQJWXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/BZh7G5vuMdE/s1600/Coltonsorryletter+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwTdt_f_5tI/AAAAAAAAAUo/GV6re6HzEcg/s1600/Coltonsorryletter+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwTdt_f_5tI/AAAAAAAAAUo/GV6re6HzEcg/s1600/Coltonsorryletter+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwTeC1Sm48I/AAAAAAAAAUw/kAX83QfGv5E/s1600/Coltonsorryletter+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405689592997667778" style="WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwTeC1Sm48I/AAAAAAAAAUw/kAX83QfGv5E/s400/Coltonsorryletter+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Translation: "I am sorry that I threw a fit. Mom I promise that I will never do it again."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He is currently learning how to read and write.  I just thought it was so cute to see his little effort to type me an apology. I have only shown him 1 time how to print something and he remembered it!   I just had to scan it and blog it!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwTddzQJWXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/BZh7G5vuMdE/s1600/Coltonsorryletter+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-324564261590440842?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/324564261590440842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=324564261590440842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/324564261590440842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/324564261590440842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/11/coltons-sorry-letter.html' title='Colton&apos;s Sorry Letter'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwTeC1Sm48I/AAAAAAAAAUw/kAX83QfGv5E/s72-c/Coltonsorryletter+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-8782162308897537218</id><published>2009-11-16T20:19:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:46:05.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretend play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='box'/><title type='text'>All we want for Christmas is a Box!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIatvEreAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i6VzysOkdHI/s1600/IMG_7694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIatvEreAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i6VzysOkdHI/s320/IMG_7694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404911875830544386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek a boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIatf3jLKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/k0Le_jipWqE/s1600/IMG_7699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIatf3jLKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/k0Le_jipWqE/s320/IMG_7699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404911871748943010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come into the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIatEFnTNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/tJOAtBZYkkI/s1600/IMG_7698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIatEFnTNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/tJOAtBZYkkI/s320/IMG_7698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404911864291740882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most awesome toy I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIZxBhMK8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/eEqkwG3Fji0/s1600/IMG_7702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIZxBhMK8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/eEqkwG3Fji0/s320/IMG_7702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404910832809946050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our performance at the box house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIZw8mivyI/AAAAAAAAATw/DDnwOnJ7sQw/s1600/IMG_7711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIZw8mivyI/AAAAAAAAATw/DDnwOnJ7sQw/s320/IMG_7711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404910831490219810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIZwprZU0I/AAAAAAAAATo/MxrEeTgD_mg/s1600/IMG_7705.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brenna says, "Dad, can we have a real car?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIZwprZU0I/AAAAAAAAATo/MxrEeTgD_mg/s1600/IMG_7705.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIZwprZU0I/AAAAAAAAATo/MxrEeTgD_mg/s1600/IMG_7705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIZwprZU0I/AAAAAAAAATo/MxrEeTgD_mg/s320/IMG_7705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404910826410300226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIcFIvzKVI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PP7JCUsPSnw/s1600/IMG_7713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIcFIvzKVI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PP7JCUsPSnw/s320/IMG_7713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404913377370909010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now this is a car!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give the kids a Box!  They don't need anything else this Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Mike and bought a freezer for extra food storage a couple of months ago. We saved the large box because we thought it would be fun for the kids to play with.  The box was relegated to the basement (or dungeon as I call it) where it has been a huge hit with Colton, Brenna and Colton's friends.  Just this week Colton and Mike used other boxes and made a car, a chimney for the house, a pantry and and other things.  Each day the kids just want to play downstairs with the boxes.  Nevermind that its cold, unfinished with no carpet and dirty. (now I am forcing Mike to straighten it up a bit down there with all the kids playing)&lt;br /&gt;I have been rushing to get Christmas shopping done, but why should I?  They have everthing they want in a bunch of boxes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-8782162308897537218?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/8782162308897537218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=8782162308897537218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8782162308897537218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8782162308897537218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-we-want-for-christmas-is-box.html' title='All we want for Christmas is a Box!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwIatvEreAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/i6VzysOkdHI/s72-c/IMG_7694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-3955502438960121581</id><published>2009-11-16T19:07:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:17:25.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pillow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stitchery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name banner'/><title type='text'>The weather is cold so I feel crafty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the Weather turns miserably cold, and the holidays are here, I get the craft bug!  I love to finish old projects and make little gifts for family and friends.  I just wish I would have started months ago because I can assure you I will not finish all of my projects before Christmas!  Here are a few that I did this past week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwITjJM3R8I/AAAAAAAAATI/4qd_1aY2cio/s1600/IMG_7728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwITjJM3R8I/AAAAAAAAATI/4qd_1aY2cio/s320/IMG_7728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404903997284239298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Scarecrow Pillow- a pattern that I got from Aunt Julie years ago and finally finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwITi9ZnSfI/AAAAAAAAATA/CLGTvT6_aAo/s1600/IMG_7723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 78px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwITi9ZnSfI/AAAAAAAAATA/CLGTvT6_aAo/s320/IMG_7723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404903994116491762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brenna's name banner- Ever since I saw it in a magazine, I've wanted to do this for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwITjoNvE1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/QTyUhpFnQHk/s1600/IMG_7730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwITjoNvE1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/QTyUhpFnQHk/s320/IMG_7730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404904005609395026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Apron for Brenna- made from leftover scraps of fabric from the name banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwITiTks1fI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eyvytVmAevY/s1600/IMG_7717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwITiTks1fI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eyvytVmAevY/s320/IMG_7717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404903982888703474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Give thanks door hanger pillow- My friend had a birthday this week so instead of spending money, I made something from all the patterns and fabric I have around my house. &lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, not much else got done around my house this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-3955502438960121581?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/3955502438960121581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=3955502438960121581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3955502438960121581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3955502438960121581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/11/weather-is-cold-so-i-feel-crafty.html' title='The weather is cold so I feel crafty!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SwITjJM3R8I/AAAAAAAAATI/4qd_1aY2cio/s72-c/IMG_7728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-1568896482328347580</id><published>2009-10-31T20:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:27:30.891-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='croup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>"Trick or Treat!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuzxBXf-ptI/AAAAAAAAASo/wZukhKUY_vw/s1600-h/IMG_7691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuzxBXf-ptI/AAAAAAAAASo/wZukhKUY_vw/s320/IMG_7691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398955059100690130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuzxAhzlh-I/AAAAAAAAASY/rvpjMafv-u8/s1600-h/IMG_7683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuzxAhzlh-I/AAAAAAAAASY/rvpjMafv-u8/s320/IMG_7683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398955044687415266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a great day for trick or treating!  The weather was awesome!  I don't remember having a warmer Halloween.  We only needed jackets!  Brenna was overwhelmed.  I know she didn't have a clue what was happening.  Of course, she does love candy, so she followed Colton to all the houses.  Poor thing, she has had croup.  She is wheezing and coughing.  The cold air is good for her so out she went.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday for Mikes work Halloween party he dressed up as "Backwards Guy".  I'm not sure where he comes up with his ideas, but he won 2nd place in his office party.  He has been growing what hair he has out for a couple of months.  He had me shave the back of his head to look like a beard and a goatee.  I then painted a face on the back of his head.  He wore his clothes backwards.  He looked hilarious!(as you can see).&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe Halloween is over.  Now onto the big holidays!  I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuzxA904tFI/AAAAAAAAASg/MQqFf9dlS6U/s1600-h/IMG_7679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuzxA904tFI/AAAAAAAAASg/MQqFf9dlS6U/s320/IMG_7679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398955052209058898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuzxBoKtMVI/AAAAAAAAASw/Y5E12btdQys/s1600-h/IMG_7676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuzxBoKtMVI/AAAAAAAAASw/Y5E12btdQys/s320/IMG_7676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398955063574868306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-1568896482328347580?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/1568896482328347580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=1568896482328347580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/1568896482328347580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/1568896482328347580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='&quot;Trick or Treat!&quot;'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuzxBXf-ptI/AAAAAAAAASo/wZukhKUY_vw/s72-c/IMG_7691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-5065926830818096219</id><published>2009-10-26T13:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:18:29.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canyon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall leaves'/><title type='text'>Catching Up! Its Fall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX5MBDUGCI/AAAAAAAAASI/t_N-YTIquKc/s1600-h/IMG_7430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX5MBDUGCI/AAAAAAAAASI/t_N-YTIquKc/s320/IMG_7430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396993713309489186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX5L0VhUQI/AAAAAAAAASA/qXaA_GKP93M/s1600-h/IMG_7444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX5L0VhUQI/AAAAAAAAASA/qXaA_GKP93M/s320/IMG_7444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396993709896192258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX5iJAjVLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-nnKc5zp4ww/s1600-h/IMG_7394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX5iJAjVLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-nnKc5zp4ww/s320/IMG_7394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396994093402510514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX5LqkDSGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/WchjEQk-ztM/s1600-h/IMG_7435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX5LqkDSGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/WchjEQk-ztM/s320/IMG_7435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396993707272783970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX5LAYzENI/AAAAAAAAARw/AryE63XF3pw/s1600-h/brenna-fall-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX5LAYzENI/AAAAAAAAARw/AryE63XF3pw/s320/brenna-fall-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396993695951294674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it seems that we only post every couple of months, but when we do, we have a lot to say and show!&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks ago, we went up American Fork Canyon to see that last of the fall colors. They were beautiful!  It was Monday and it seems that everyone, I mean everyone else in all of North Utah County decided to do the same thing.  The canyon was packed and there was actually a line of cars just to get in past the little Ranger station.  The trails and parking lots were full!  People were taking pictures everywhere. And everywhere we looked it was just amazing.  The leaves seemed so colorful. We hit it just right.  Unfortunately our children don't like to smile or pose for pictures.   And Mike and I let Colton take our picture. So not one of them turned out very good.  At least the backgrounds look great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-5065926830818096219?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/5065926830818096219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=5065926830818096219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/5065926830818096219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/5065926830818096219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/10/catching-up-its-fall.html' title='Catching Up! Its Fall!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX5MBDUGCI/AAAAAAAAASI/t_N-YTIquKc/s72-c/IMG_7430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-1772562258354275175</id><published>2009-10-26T12:45:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:22:09.694-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'>Kennekuk Ward Chili Cook Off and Halloween Party.</title><content type='html'>Mike and I are part of our wards Activities committee. Last Friday our ward had the annual Halloween/Fall social. There was Trunk or Treating(even though it was a week before Halloween and we have a great neighborhood for Trick or Treating) a costume parade and lots of Chili. I guess I am a humbug about Trunk or Treating. I like to take the kids through the streets and knock on doors. Even if it is cold. I like answering the door and giving out candy. A lot of my neighbors prefer to just do the parking lot thing. I think if our ward was all spread out it would be a fun activity, but, come on, we live in the Ranches in Eagle Mountain UT. Great neighborhoods, homes close together, and we know all of our neighbors for blocks! Now Colton and Brenna have full buckets of candy and Halloween isn't until Saturday. They did have fun though!!!&lt;br /&gt;Colton was a Cowboy!         Brenna was a Rainbow Fairy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuXxiEvngmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/4Zvg-4uRjJM/s1600-h/IMG_7631-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuXxiEvngmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/4Zvg-4uRjJM/s400/IMG_7631-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396985296164717154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuXxh96uoTI/AAAAAAAAARI/gGH3VvPkWe0/s1600-h/IMG_7621-Copy2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuXxh96uoTI/AAAAAAAAARI/gGH3VvPkWe0/s400/IMG_7621-Copy2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396985294332272946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuXxhgbXdQI/AAAAAAAAARA/2fNqFz3tVok/s1600-h/IMG_7623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuXxhgbXdQI/AAAAAAAAARA/2fNqFz3tVok/s400/IMG_7623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396985286416102658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuXxhYkuiFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UW0R2o_ZKzQ/s1600-h/IMG_7643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuXxhYkuiFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UW0R2o_ZKzQ/s400/IMG_7643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396985284307880018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to say that we are proud of the Cowboy cosume.  To save money, I sewed the vest from some old fabric we had.  Mike(creative genius as he is known) made the chaps from an old suitcase with buckles that I have wanted to throw away for years!  "We might use this someday" he always says about everything we argue over keeping!  He sewed a gun holster and even little pockets for bullets in the belt. Of course I will not allow real bullets! I told them.  Boots were borrowed from Aunt Melinda, and Colton's head is just about too big for Mike's famous fishing cowboy hat.&lt;br /&gt;Brenna's costume is a conglomeration of some of our fairy wings, tutus and halos that we sell on our website. &lt;a href="http://www.littlefairywings.com"&gt;www.littlefairywings.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked her favorite color for the wings -lately it has been yellow.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX0xvpppAI/AAAAAAAAARo/7EuupQKAw-c/s1600-h/IMG_7637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX0xvpppAI/AAAAAAAAARo/7EuupQKAw-c/s200/IMG_7637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396988863915336706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX0xKyfBOI/AAAAAAAAARg/2ldh6pDEbuI/s1600-h/IMG_7638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuX0xKyfBOI/AAAAAAAAARg/2ldh6pDEbuI/s200/IMG_7638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396988854020277474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-1772562258354275175?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/1772562258354275175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=1772562258354275175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/1772562258354275175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/1772562258354275175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/10/kennekuk-ward-chili-cook-off-and.html' title='Kennekuk Ward Chili Cook Off and Halloween Party.'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SuXxiEvngmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/4Zvg-4uRjJM/s72-c/IMG_7631-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-7142908539903359284</id><published>2009-10-26T12:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:47:03.326-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinata'/><title type='text'>Our Baby is 2!  Brenna's Party.</title><content type='html'>Well, she really isn't a baby anymore!  Its hard to believe that Brenna turned two yesterday.  October 25.  She has been such a wonderful spirit to have in our home.  She has definitely brighten our stressful days and made us smile when we just didn't think it was possible!  (I guess I made it sound like we are always sad and stressed-no, not always-but she makes us happy when we are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Brenna really had no idea what we were celebrating, we had her party on Saturday at Grandma Boices house.  I talked about it for several days. Brenna helped my pick out her toys and stuff the pinata with candy.  On Saturday, we had lots of pizza and cake!  All the little grandkids opened her presents for her, as she just kind of looked on.  She keeps saying about her new Bristle Block set, "this is Brenna's, not Coltons." I have to agree with her, or she will say it over and over.  She is used to just playing with Colton's old toys and he lets her know that they are "HIS".&lt;br /&gt;Everyone took a turn trying to break her ballet slipper pinata.  It took for ever and finally Mike took out his pocket knife and sliced it so it would spill the candy at the next whack!  Brenna hit it with an upside down bat and seemed to think it was funny...Until it broke.  As the kids were diving for the candy, Brenna was crying saying "my shoe broke, my shoe broke".  It was so sad.  We gave her a bunch of candy and tried to console her.  She just didn't get it.  So now Daddy is fixing the pinata so it can be in her room.  -We did the whole pinata thing so the bigger kids would have fun a 2 year olds party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Fun Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=154551600&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="320" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=154551600"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=154551600&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=154551600"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"&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/7201828593676249461-7142908539903359284?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/7142908539903359284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=7142908539903359284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/7142908539903359284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/7142908539903359284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-baby-is-2-brennas-party.html' title='Our Baby is 2!  Brenna&apos;s Party.'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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-7201828593676249461.post-6412443829331560261</id><published>2009-07-17T17:18:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:13:07.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Keep Us Smiling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SmN1HdyVd0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/CkpQdEiU35o/s1600-h/family+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360256752616306498" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 264px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SmN1HdyVd0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/CkpQdEiU35o/s320/family+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colton likes to play with his friend Ayden. They like to do all the typical boy stuff. They are obsessed with Legos, and Lego Xbox. They have recently become addicted to Bakugans and building rolling courses for them with paper towel and toilet paper tubes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, after folding laundry I came upon them playing intently with Haley's old Barbie airplane. I have been meaning to sell it on eBay so it was sitting in my living room. They were really into it. All the parts of the plane had just been thrown in it and stored. They assembled everything and painstakingly set up food trays and cups and put the earphones into the seats. They put the luggage in the overhead compartments. I just started laughing to myself. I quickly snapped a shot of them. Puzzled, they both looked at me and asked why I took a picture. I told them that they were playing with a "Girl" toy. A Barbie doll airplane. Colton's face lit up and he said, "Oh, do we have the dolls. Go and get them!"&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Ayden wasn't quite as excited and they decided to go play upstairs in the tent they had built earlier. I have put the airplane away for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenna surprised us today when she said, "What the heck is this?" She was looking at Colton's&lt;br /&gt;green truck he left on the stairs. Mike and I just cracked up. Obviously, I have said this phrase before. I don't remember when. She is such a sponge at this time. It was just too cute to hear our 21 month old saying something like that. She has been repeating just about everything we say theses days. She is also just so polite. She says, "Bless you, Daddy." every time he sneezes. She also says,"thank you, mommy!" whenever I hand her anything. She will also yell, "Colton, come here!" It is so funny. I just love my kids! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SmN3LjyKekI/AAAAAAAAAP8/xhxezTgo2-k/s1600-h/family+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360259021968931394" style="width: 320px; height: 279px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SmN3LjyKekI/AAAAAAAAAP8/xhxezTgo2-k/s320/family+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SmN3MBi8y0I/AAAAAAAAAQM/ZeBOq3Ecgvc/s1600-h/family+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360259029958183746" style="width: 227px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SmN3MBi8y0I/AAAAAAAAAQM/ZeBOq3Ecgvc/s320/family+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                              &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SmN4TwAKqBI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KqfDfjiahJY/s1600-h/family+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360260262199470098" style="width: 302px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SmN4TwAKqBI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KqfDfjiahJY/s320/family+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SmN3L1MYEvI/AAAAAAAAAQE/r2R5oH_w80k/s1600-h/family+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SmN3L1MYEvI/AAAAAAAAAQE/r2R5oH_w80k/s1600-h/family+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-6412443829331560261?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/6412443829331560261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=6412443829331560261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/6412443829331560261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/6412443829331560261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/07/kids-keep-us-smiling.html' title='Kids Keep Us Smiling!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SmN1HdyVd0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/CkpQdEiU35o/s72-c/family+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-3059134612947268542</id><published>2009-06-29T13:51:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:24:36.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing with the Boys</title><content type='html'>WOW! my own authorship! This will be great. Where should I start? How about a brief story about the fishing trip over the weekend with the boys? It was a marvelous day and a fishing story that will not soon be forgotten. the boys loved it and I... well I won't soon for get it.&lt;br /&gt;I have not been fishing yet all this year and that is a long time for me to wait. The season started almost 2 months ago after all. Way to long to wait for a serious fishing trip. I was aching to go and I thought if I could take Xander and Colton out fishing and get them out of the house it would tire them out and give Julia a bit of a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we headed down to my favorite fishing hole in Hobble creek. I fish there every year and we always limit out. I figured we would all catch our limit and come home for a big fish fry. I thought ahead though and wanted the boys to be safe so I stopped and picked up a couple of old 2x4s with rusty old screws in them that had been discarded in the ranches. As I tried to carry the two boards to the van they slipped in my arm and sure enough I had my first wound for the day. a rusty screw right into my wrist. No big deal, I have band aids in the car.&lt;br /&gt;on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the canyon and prepared to go fishing. We had spent the morning gathering worms and had the worms in the closed cooler in the car. I picked up the poles, the fishing bag and the boards and we headed off. I headed through the tall grass with the boys in tow. I wanted to avoid the water because the boys were in flip flops and I was going directly to my favorite hole anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few minutes later we arrived at the spot with great anticipation. Things had changed however and the hole is very different this year. The tree that has given fish protection for years at that bend is now gone and the bottom of the hole seems to be full of branches. No big deal I figured, we can still fish it so I took one of the poles to prepare it with a worm. Did I say worm? Who has the worms? Yep, we left them back in the car. Can't leave the kids by the edge of the creek. Not these two. come on back boys...&lt;br /&gt;Several minutes later and much more familiar with the land trail now we were ready to hook a worm and start fishing. I tossed it in and handed the first pole to Xander. then began to get the second one ready for Colton. I turned around and Xander was snagged. My favorite hole was not going to be fishable the way I had done it last time and the way I was hoping. We would have to try on the other side of the creek. No big deal, I decided to scout it out and make sure we could cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute or so later I was diving in the water for Colton's flip flops. He had just started to cross. It wasn't so much a worry of the loss of his $2 flip flops as it was wanting him to protect his feet as he walked. anyway, even with all the poles and the bag in tow I was able to save the flop flops. I practically took a swim to do it however. Wet from hip to toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Xander accros and we set the bags down and I fixed the line and tossed it in a few times. Nothing and then a snag. this was not turning into a great day of fishing so far. What else could go wrong right? So I walked into the water to see if I could pull the line lose. it was deep so I reached for my phone on my belt to take it off so it would not get wet. No phone on my belt. Great!&lt;br /&gt;Where could that be?! It was only a $350 phone with a lot of valuable information. I frantically started to think of the most logical place I could have lost it. Did I scrape against anything? Did I remember bumping against anything? No, but my wet clothes did give me a clue as to the whereabouts. I ran back to the other side fo the creek looking for the phone and found it right near the edge of the creek where I had dived in to save Colton's feet. I picked it up and the vibrating ring was going constantly and would not shut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the phone apart as much as I could and put it out on the fishing bag to begin to dry. Nothing left to do now but fish so I tried a time or two more in that spot and then decided the changes were too great. I would have to go up to another locatoin. the water was too cold for the boys so after I packed everything (including the phone) up I carried the two boys accross to the other side and we walked back over the trail back up stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped at a slow spot in the stream where there was a tree creating a small hole and a bit of shadow. I tossed the worm in and BAm! a big old brown trout took the bait fast as can be! Now we're fishing! I quickly grabbed Colton and handed the pole over to him and told him to reel him in. He did so with a lot of excitement. Xander was also very excited and screaming "I want to catch one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that little hole was all played out so I took the boys across the stream again to anothe small hole I was familiar with up stream a bit. I got them there and tossed the line in. I had cast a few times with no action and then backed up a little on the rocky shore line. Something prickled the back of my right leg. I looked down at the beautiful green leaves of stinging nettle. Great I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time I just kind of shrugged it off with a grin. What a day. I showed the boys the stinging nettle and told them how much it irritated my leg and warned them not to touch it. I don't recall for sure but there may have been an instant where Xander wondered what it would feel like to touch it. I ignored the irritation in my leg and continued to try fishing but with no luck. Xander wanted to throw rocks into the crek and so we moved once again this time slightly down stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I headed down stream a few feet and tossed the line into another hole the boys marveled at the fish Colton caught. I had to tell them to leave it alone once or twice and then another strike. This one hit hard and was really a pulling. I called Xander over and handed him the pole. the top almost hit the water when he grabbed it. he has never been fishing before. It was a joy to see him real in the fish and he had so much fun with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fish Xander reeled in was bigger than the first one and they were both nice and fat. We played around a bit more aznd attmpted some more but never did catch any more fish. I decided to head home before it got too late since Julia would not be able to get ahold of me. We stopped at Ream's to get a bag of rice to place the phone in and headed on home. the next day I was able to finally turn on a well dried out phone and it is working again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say all in all it was a very successful fishing trip. Not much differnet from any other right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-3059134612947268542?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/3059134612947268542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=3059134612947268542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3059134612947268542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3059134612947268542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow-my-own-authorship-this-will-be.html' title='Fishing with the Boys'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03770590537204907726</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-7201828593676249461.post-8195761937277436175</id><published>2009-06-29T11:27:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:51:45.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding is Over!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkGE2axsuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DfXegSyFVCE/s1600-h/P6180168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkGE2axsuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DfXegSyFVCE/s400/P6180168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352816312503612130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkGFDFr_NI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kQE9q7IBGbE/s1600-h/P6180169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkGFDFr_NI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kQE9q7IBGbE/s400/P6180169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352816315904818386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkGFYZR4PI/AAAAAAAAAOU/K-ge2-ZQPo8/s1600-h/P6180212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkGFYZR4PI/AAAAAAAAAOU/K-ge2-ZQPo8/s400/P6180212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352816321624137970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkGFluCebI/AAAAAAAAAOc/BRNcAoJmYHk/s1600-h/P6180145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkGFluCebI/AAAAAAAAAOc/BRNcAoJmYHk/s400/P6180145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352816325200869810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkGGBN8v_I/AAAAAAAAAOk/K7omX1hqYsA/s1600-h/P6180144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkGGBN8v_I/AAAAAAAAAOk/K7omX1hqYsA/s400/P6180144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352816332582469618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been much at keeping a journal.  I guess blogging is suffering the same fate.  The wedding was wonderful. Haley was beautiful and Derek handsome.  A story book day. Even the ending when they rode away on the motorcycle couldn't have been better!  I will post pictures soon.  So much of my time was devoted to planning for the big day.  Now I find myself saying "now what?"&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos that Grandpa Wood shot on June 18, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkMl20kp_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/ddOx6tXUwMk/s1600-h/P6180203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkMl20kp_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/ddOx6tXUwMk/s200/P6180203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352823476617258994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkMlU8a1nI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oeeHafr9LpI/s1600-h/P6180178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkMlU8a1nI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oeeHafr9LpI/s200/P6180178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352823467523364466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkMlBgGLCI/AAAAAAAAAOs/L7W7JsiHsl4/s1600-h/IMAGE_162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkMlBgGLCI/AAAAAAAAAOs/L7W7JsiHsl4/s200/IMAGE_162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352823462304295970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-8195761937277436175?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/8195761937277436175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=8195761937277436175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8195761937277436175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8195761937277436175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-is-over.html' title='The Wedding is Over!!!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SkkGE2axsuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DfXegSyFVCE/s72-c/P6180168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-3735441998241274190</id><published>2009-06-19T15:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:21:59.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Julia has been swamped so I thought I would help her with her Blog. Here is a little story about a day in the life of Mom:&lt;br /&gt;by Mike Wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home after my late night of work a week or two ago and helped Mom get the kids to bed an hour past their bed time. I guess they just like to be up to see Daddy come home. I had taken a stop in the bathroom and wondered why the toilet paper had been re-rolled and folded over as it was rolled up. The house was in order and the kitchen was clean. It seemed to me that mom had taken care of the family once again while I was away. After getting the kids to bed and finally laying in bed ourselves I asked, "How was your day?"&lt;br /&gt;The story started simple enough and I figured it would start at the beginning. It wasn't until I decided to record it and have her recap that I realized the story was much more than I had assumed.&lt;br /&gt;Colton poured milk so Why can't I?&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing what copy cats little children are. Brenna, age 19 months saw her brother Colton, age 6 pour his cup of milk into his cereal bowl. She had cottage cheese and wouldn't you know, a cup of milk. Yep, time to pour that milk with an unsteady hand into my own bowl which of course is much smaller than Colton's. Did I mention the unsteady hand? No problem. When I am done with spilling the milk I just call for help. Mommy!? Mommy!?&lt;br /&gt;Of course mommy came into the kitchen to see milk all over the floor and in the cottage cheese bowl. What a joy to be a mother right? Of course she cleaned it up with a smile while trying to be stern and tell the little toddler no. What next is often the thought going through mommy's head. There is always another adventure awaiting with Brenna in the house.&lt;br /&gt;I asked if this was in the morning or the beginning of the day before the trip to Grandmas and was informed that no this was just in the evening right before sleep. Then the true adventure was laid out before me. Not only were there many fun and exciting things that occurred that day but it seems that most of it happened in a short period of time. The real drama it seems started at Grandmas with spilled milk, a playful walk on a brick wall and a wet shirt from a cousin's bath and more spilled milk. I had to hear the whole story so the adventures began to unfold.&lt;br /&gt;A quick trip to Grandma's house was all that was needed. Of course Grandma lives right next to aunt Melinda and so a trip to grandmas is not just grandmas but all the cousins. I forget the details but somewhere in the mix Brenna had milk at Grandma's house. She was sitting on a stool and dumped the milk in her lap all over her pajamas she had been changed into.&lt;br /&gt;When Mom got home with the kids that night she tried to take a moment to work on the computer and heard Colton yell MOM! from the bathroom where he has sitting on the toilet. She asked what was going on and he responded that Brenna was unrolling the toilet paper. She thought "no big deal" and told him to roll it back up. He of course proceeded to do so. It is amazing how these little toddlers seem to know how to work the art of distraction and misdirection like a professional magician.&lt;br /&gt;No sooner had he rolled up the paper and she was at the side of the toilet reaching in behind him. What is the fascination with the toilet? So of course another scream to mom and her work at the computer was done. "Brenna stuck her hand in the toilet!" Mom rushes into the bathroom to save Colton from his mischievous little sister. She noticed that Brenna was there with one hand in the toilet and her binky dangling out of her mouth. With the agility that only a mother has she picked up the toddler with one arm and tore the binky away from the germs with the other to be tossed out the door onto the floor where it was surely more safe than it would be combined with the toilet water now dripping down brennas arm.&lt;br /&gt;Sternly she tells Brenna that this is not acceptable and no no no and so on and proceeded to wash her hands in the bathroom sink. Now just suppose the fascination she has is not with the toilet so much as it is with the water? scolding and trying to get Brenna's hands washed she is thwarted by the agile little toddler as she tries to stick her feet in the sink along with her hands that are being washed. It seems that her whole plan has come together perfectly and she can now play and frolick in the water all she wants.&lt;br /&gt;Brenna continues to smile her devious smile and giggle as mom tries to clean her and let her know that her actions are not to be tolerated. Have you ever tried to reason with a 2 year old? I'm sure it went over well. Mom did a great job cleaning her up and removing her from the bathroom. It is almost time for bed now and mom needs the break but of course both the kids are hungry, or so they say. off to the kitchen to feed each some late dinner before bed.&lt;br /&gt;Colton as usual wants cold cereal and wants a cup of milk as well. No problem, he can have that. After all he could be eating worse right? This is the story I first heard after I came home and the kids finally went to bed... There is so much more behind each day for Mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-3735441998241274190?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/3735441998241274190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=3735441998241274190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3735441998241274190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3735441998241274190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/06/julia-has-been-swamped-so-i-thought-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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-7201828593676249461.post-3189782758572507039</id><published>2009-03-29T21:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:02:03.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Please Brenna Stop Growing!"-Just for a little while....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SdBQhGRsl6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Yyksg3w83ow/s1600-h/brenna-gazing0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SdBQhGRsl6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Yyksg3w83ow/s400/brenna-gazing0309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318839689475299234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brenna is walking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its happening too fast.  Brenna will be 18 months next month!!!  It seems like yesterday that we were bringing her home from the hospital.  She is walking and talking and pretty much just rules my life. (I don't mind one bit)  I really enjoy spending my days with her.  She is such a sweetheart.  She is obsessed with babies right now.  She likes it when we read to her. However, her favorite book to read is the Parents magazine and we have to look at every page so she can point to all the babies.  She also loves belly  buttons.  At least 5 times a day we all have to show her ours.  She loves to wear shoes and try to get herself dressed.  She spends so much time struggling to get her pants on.  She won't let me help and screams if I try.  She is very persistent and a few times has actually succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;She has discovered that she likes our reaction when she throws or drops her food or dishes.  I try so hard not to freak out when she pours her bowl of soup on the floor or throws her food.  (Most know that I have OCD when it comes to keeping my kitchen clean. Is is very hard for me to not react).&lt;br /&gt;The cutest thing that Brenna does is go to sleep.  She seems to crave her crib and binky.  When she is tired she will lay down wherever she is and say "night night".  I ask her if she wants to go to sleep and she jumps into my arms and says "bye bye" to anyone around.  After covering her with her blanket, finding the binky, and turning on her music, she gigles and lays completely still as I turn out the light and leave the room.  Most times she is asleep in just a couple of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this behavior is highly irregular.  We never experienced anything remotely like this with Colton.  We STILL have to battle him to go to bed.  I am sure her easy sleeping days are numbered, but for now I am loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SdBQtn2NwGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MPBsvGFvoMM/s1600-h/brenna-reading2-0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SdBQtn2NwGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MPBsvGFvoMM/s400/brenna-reading2-0309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318839904645267554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading with mom before bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SdBQhN2luKI/AAAAAAAAANs/_JQvt3oZAUY/s1600-h/dad-holding-brenna2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SdBQhN2luKI/AAAAAAAAANs/_JQvt3oZAUY/s400/dad-holding-brenna2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318839691509086370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daddy's Little Girl!&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/7201828593676249461-3189782758572507039?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/3189782758572507039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=3189782758572507039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3189782758572507039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3189782758572507039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-brenna-stop-growing-just-for.html' title='&quot;Please Brenna Stop Growing!&quot;-Just for a little while....'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SdBQhGRsl6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Yyksg3w83ow/s72-c/brenna-gazing0309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-3853766496822317552</id><published>2009-03-19T22:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:48:36.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! I Feel Bad!</title><content type='html'>That is how I feel NOW because that is what Mike kept telling me last night, and I just told him to deal with it.  Little did I know that I would be spending the entire night at the ER with him and eating my words.  He had to have his appendix out!  For several hours he suffered awake downstairs as I slept peacefully.  At 1:30 AM he finally crawled on the floor into our room and said he had intense stomach pain.  I said "You probably have gas or food poisoning from the RAW- still mooing- steak that you ate earlier."  Many know that I hate rare and he loves it. Mine has to be black and his has to be bloody! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ICH&lt;/span&gt;!  So I am always thinking that it will catch up with him. And that is what I thought.  He writhed in agony and I am thinking that now he can finally learn to sympathize with my cramps. &lt;br /&gt;So after a few more minutes I thought I would google"food poisoning" to see what I could do to ease his pain.  Nothing much, just ride it out- I kept thinking.  I did read that if you have intense stomach pain for more that 15 minutes you should seek medical attention.  But I was sure that he was just being overly dramatic. &lt;br /&gt;So, Mike started calling our Home Teacher to come and sit here with the kids, so I could take him to the ER.  He couldn't get an answer. I thought he was crazy.  I decided "OK" If you really need to go and blow a $75 on a copay I will take you as long as I get a big cup of ice.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up calling our Bishop(who happens to live across the the street) and he actually answered his phone.  I called my mom who lives in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt; now to come spend the night.  So Bishop Jensen and his cute little wife in her pink nightie came over until my mom could get here.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am embarrassed to say that I almost talked him out of going into the ER once we got down to AF.  I made him stop at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; and drink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pepto&lt;/span&gt; and then wait about a 1/2 hour in the car.  I was just so sure we would be waisting our time in the uncomfortable hospital when I needed to be home sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Finally he said he was going in.  OK, here we go.  They were quick to start the tests and I got my ice.  So about 4 AM the Dr enters and says it is appendicitis!!!&lt;br /&gt;OH BOY.  I FEEL SO BAD!  I had been so selfish and not very sympathetic.  I sure hope Mike can forgive me.  I apologized so profusely.  I just have to say that if your husband complains of stomach pains its better to get it checked, for had we waited as I was trying to do, he would have had a burst appendix and it would have been SO MUCH WORSE!&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely never going to try to diagnose someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt; illness again. &lt;br /&gt;Everything went smoothly and we came home today about 5 PM.  He is sore and cannot lift Brenna for 3 weeks.  This has already upset her....&lt;br /&gt;I just have to say that we are truly blessed to have great neighbors and live in a great Ward.  We received 2 complete dinners, a cake, a plate of cupcakes and a bag with goodies within 2 hours of getting home.  I can rest up and not worry about cooking for a couple of days and serve my dear husband who really deserves it for putting up with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-3853766496822317552?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/3853766496822317552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=3853766496822317552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3853766496822317552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3853766496822317552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-i-feel-bad.html' title='Oh! I Feel Bad!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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-7201828593676249461.post-3666757760194662851</id><published>2009-02-26T09:33:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T14:48:51.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Walk Now!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SacOE98oHdI/AAAAAAAAANI/K99FxwV7pkI/s1600-h/brennaeating2-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SacOE98oHdI/AAAAAAAAANI/K99FxwV7pkI/s200/brennaeating2-09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307226164390534610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SacOEaNeHqI/AAAAAAAAANA/zg9tNItA3ZI/s1600-h/brennawalking2-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SacOEaNeHqI/AAAAAAAAANA/zg9tNItA3ZI/s200/brennawalking2-09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307226154797506210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SabPd7VFsgI/AAAAAAAAAM4/obgKkEk_xOg/s1600-h/IMG_5571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SabPd7VFsgI/AAAAAAAAAM4/obgKkEk_xOg/s320/IMG_5571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307157323952009730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SabOHbNr3jI/AAAAAAAAAMw/pEfC14b-Avk/s1600-h/IMG_5722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SabOHbNr3jI/AAAAAAAAAMw/pEfC14b-Avk/s400/IMG_5722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307155837862272562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;Walking!!!  Brenna has finally started walking on her own.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She has been a little slow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My other kids walked long before 16 months.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hadn't decided to worry yet and her pediatrician said to wait one more month before starting physical therapy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She is very wobbly, but so cute.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And now she is walking just in time for the warm weather.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I did not want her crawling on the cement outside and scraping up herself.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I guess I will finally buy her a pair of shoes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, She has some, but until now they were just for church or pictures. So we are now going to get some comfy walking shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenna is growing up so fast!!! She is babbling and loves to follow all of us around the house. She loves to dance and eat!! The girl eats more than &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Colton&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and sometimes more than me!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love that she loves food. She will eat any concoction I put in front of her! &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Colton&lt;/st1:city&gt; and Haley have always been so fussy and I have spent many frustrating dinners forcing &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Colton&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; to “just try it”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She is such an easy girl!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are so happy to have her! &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;   &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/7201828593676249461-3666757760194662851?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/3666757760194662851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=3666757760194662851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3666757760194662851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3666757760194662851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-walk-now.html' title='I Can Walk Now!!!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SacOE98oHdI/AAAAAAAAANI/K99FxwV7pkI/s72-c/brennaeating2-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-142175865615325881</id><published>2009-02-25T21:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:22:18.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost tooth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tooth fairy'/><title type='text'>A Visit from the Tooth Fairy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SaYY3hIgCrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yRSp9cLFigU/s1600-h/IMG_5760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SaYY3hIgCrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yRSp9cLFigU/s400/IMG_5760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306956552968604338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SaYY3tw_ukI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R2APAdj5SPY/s1600-h/IMG_5758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SaYY3tw_ukI/AAAAAAAAAMg/R2APAdj5SPY/s400/IMG_5758.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306956556359678530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Colton&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; lost his first tooth a couple of days ago! He was so excited about it and carried it around with him all day!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The tooth fairy visited us for the first time!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wow! I guess inflation has brought the price of tooth up since I was little.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Colton&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; received $1 and I remember only getting 25 cents!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His tooth was a little dirty…I am not so sure the tooth fairy really should have paid for a cavity. I explained to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Colton&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; that he needs to be better at cleaning his teeth. And to my dismay we went to the dentist yesterday and he had his first cavity! Oh I am not happy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For now we will just work on brushing better!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-142175865615325881?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/142175865615325881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=142175865615325881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/142175865615325881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/142175865615325881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/02/visit-from-tooth-fairy.html' title='A Visit from the Tooth Fairy!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SaYY3hIgCrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yRSp9cLFigU/s72-c/IMG_5760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-4486757542342004294</id><published>2009-02-24T19:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:33:12.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Closer to the wedding!</title><content type='html'>Well, it is official.  Haley and Derek are now officially engaged!  They have been sort of engaged and talking about everything. They even had a date picked out.  Last week(Valentines Day) Derek got down on his knee and gave Haley a ring!  &lt;div&gt;I never thought I would be planning a wedding already!  This is crazy.   I thought I would have at least a year after Haley graduated from High School, yeah! thats right, High School! Haley is 17 soon to be 18 on April 8.  She has been dating Derek May since August of last year, when Derek came home from his mission.  What a turn around for Haley.  She is a different person!  She has a job(yes, she hates it! It is at Dominos and she is still looking for something else) and she got a 4.0 on her last report card.  If someone had told me a year ago my troubled teenager would be engaged and responsible I would have scoffed and laughed in their face!  OK. you get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, for the details;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So far the date is set for Thursday, June 18 at 9:00 AM in the Salt Lake Temple with a Luncheon in the JS Memorial Building at 11:30 AM.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reception is still in debate but will be from 6-8ish with dancing probably till nine.  My days recently have been calling caterers, pricing reception centers, deciding on invitations and photographers etc!  I have a couple more meetings tomorrow, and hopefully we will make the final decision about where  this thing is going to be....  Wish me luck!&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/7201828593676249461-4486757542342004294?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/4486757542342004294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=4486757542342004294' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/4486757542342004294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/4486757542342004294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/02/getting-closer-to-wedding.html' title='Getting Closer to the wedding!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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-7201828593676249461.post-4689663535789937407</id><published>2009-01-26T06:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:55:58.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Finally Has a Car!</title><content type='html'>Wow! I am speechless. Many know of our financial woes this past year.... And when the car Mike was driving last fall broke down over and over again and was not worth being fixed, we were very discouraged.  We are so grateful to the many people, friends, neighbors and relatives that gave Mike rides to and from work.  Last Week, my brother in law Forrest of &lt;a href="http://www.forrestmotors.com/"&gt;www.forrestmotors.com&lt;/a&gt; told us that he had a car for us! NO STRINGS ATTACHED! For now.  Wow!  So now Mike can get to work!!!!  What do you say to someone who has just solved such a huge stress in your life!  THANK YOU! Words just cannot do it.  We have never been so greatly blessed.  I cannot deny our prayers were heard and answered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-4689663535789937407?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/4689663535789937407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=4689663535789937407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/4689663535789937407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/4689663535789937407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/01/mike-finally-has-car.html' title='Mike Finally Has a Car!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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-7201828593676249461.post-4610979368997717966</id><published>2009-01-06T23:32:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:39:31.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRR2u2f4CI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hd9GvZN0OAI/s1600-h/our_own_studio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288441863171203106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRR2u2f4CI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hd9GvZN0OAI/s400/our_own_studio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRR2TtwNtI/AAAAAAAAAL0/JhFFJaWdf-M/s1600-h/boice-family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288441855886767826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRR2TtwNtI/AAAAAAAAAL0/JhFFJaWdf-M/s400/boice-family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family Pictures! We finally got the whole family together for pictures. About once every 2 years we try to get the whole Boice clan-(my side) grandkids and all to pose for photos. Grandma Boice always needs to have updated pictures on her shelf. It shouldn't be that hard, but it is. We had our Wood pictures taken too. I just wish I would have had the sense to have Haley, Colton and Brenna in a pose separately. Now that Haley is "never here" It is impossible to get any pictures of her. I think the pictures turned out pretty good. Brenna has her scowling glare that she gives to strangers and sometimes to family.....&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/7201828593676249461-4610979368997717966?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/4610979368997717966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=4610979368997717966' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/4610979368997717966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/4610979368997717966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/01/family-pictures-we-finally-got-whole.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRR2u2f4CI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hd9GvZN0OAI/s72-c/our_own_studio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-8017049038001628355</id><published>2009-01-06T22:57:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:32:48.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Where Have I Been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRJjx0nPqI/AAAAAAAAALc/4fj9AdHFIy8/s1600-h/christmas2008+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288432741458067106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRJjx0nPqI/AAAAAAAAALc/4fj9AdHFIy8/s200/christmas2008+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haley and Derek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRJjn7iI9I/AAAAAAAAALU/PJQiylnTk6E/s1600-h/christmas2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288432738802738130" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRJjn7iI9I/AAAAAAAAALU/PJQiylnTk6E/s200/christmas2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colton and Brenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRJjenlLxI/AAAAAAAAALM/cKTcxU6DthY/s1600-h/christmas2008+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288432736303132434" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRJjenlLxI/AAAAAAAAALM/cKTcxU6DthY/s200/christmas2008+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna's first sled ride! Christmas Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRJjfqgyYI/AAAAAAAAALE/jTLfk5Iusfw/s1600-h/christmas2008+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288432736583862658" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRJjfqgyYI/AAAAAAAAALE/jTLfk5Iusfw/s200/christmas2008+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merry Christmas Brenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRJjL4PSOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/GBJ7xhkb7fA/s1600-h/new-09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288432731272726754" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRJjL4PSOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/GBJ7xhkb7fA/s200/new-09+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silly Brenna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is sad to say the the whole Holiday season just passed me by as far as blogging goes.... Thanksgiving came, then the day after and my website exploded and I had a more than full time job processing orders and answering phone calls from Moms and Grandmas that wanted Dress UP stuff! If you call my phone you have no doubt heard my wonderful voicemail. We will be needing a separate phone for the business soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things have died down for now. Our website &lt;a href="http://www.littlefairywings.com/"&gt;http://www.littlefairywings.com/&lt;/a&gt; actually tanked on December 25. The server went down that hosts our site... Ouch! So we scrambled to change the site over to a different host. We basically had to rebuild a completely new site! Oh craziness! So our new site is up, but with lots of bugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Christmas decorations are still up. That is the part I hate-taking it all down- I guess I will do a little at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was wonderful. We did have a great celebration. Mom and Uncle Mike spent the day with us. We had a fancy Christmas Eve dinner at my sister Melinda's with the whole extended family. We hosted New Years Day dinner and had a full house. It was so nice. I had strep throat for the whole week prior to Christmas. I was in bed, but it finally gave me time to slow down. I read a great book! Gentlemen &amp;amp; Players.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, unfortunately, Mike is just getting over strep. I do not recommend it to anyone. &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/7201828593676249461-8017049038001628355?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/8017049038001628355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=8017049038001628355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8017049038001628355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8017049038001628355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-where-have-i-been.html' title='So Where Have I Been?'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SWRJjx0nPqI/AAAAAAAAALc/4fj9AdHFIy8/s72-c/christmas2008+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-1072181299807505538</id><published>2008-11-23T18:56:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:49:22.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think "In" the Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSojiQ5yDsI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JhSJBV1PRn0/s1600-h/coltonbrennaInthebox11-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272065385350434498" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSojiQ5yDsI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JhSJBV1PRn0/s200/coltonbrennaInthebox11-23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSojiLfGLJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/yLVkLpoUGJU/s1600-h/Inthebox11-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272065383896329362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSojiLfGLJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/yLVkLpoUGJU/s200/Inthebox11-23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSojiSTbpNI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Vnbpy6KSaCA/s1600-h/Coltonboots11-23+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272065385726452946" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSojiSTbpNI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Vnbpy6KSaCA/s200/Coltonboots11-23+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't posted anything in weeks. So here are a few pics of the kids doing what they do and making us laugh. Brenna loves to crawl in or on everthing. So today, she was in the storage box I had just emptied. Silly Brenna...You remind me of my old cat Sabrina.&lt;br /&gt;Colton found my boots. He put them on and wore them for hours...Should I be worried?&lt;br /&gt;More pictures of Mike and I with Brenna. Great times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSojuyPh1YI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nin9IVFDnYc/s1600-h/Dadbrenna11-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272065600458446210" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSojuyPh1YI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nin9IVFDnYc/s200/Dadbrenna11-23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSoji2UjDsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sh-l8C5vots/s1600-h/brenna11-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272065395394809538" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSoji2UjDsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sh-l8C5vots/s200/brenna11-23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSojiswdY4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/LoMxPdfrQSU/s1600-h/mombrennaInthebox11-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272065392827523970" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSojiswdY4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/LoMxPdfrQSU/s200/mombrennaInthebox11-23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-1072181299807505538?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/1072181299807505538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=1072181299807505538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/1072181299807505538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/1072181299807505538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/11/think-in-box.html' title='Think &quot;In&quot; the Box'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SSojiQ5yDsI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JhSJBV1PRn0/s72-c/coltonbrennaInthebox11-23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-472178686476321417</id><published>2008-11-23T18:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:55:55.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to be Thankful...Always</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is almost here! I love this time of year. Life has been crazy the last couple of weeks with preparing for our &lt;a href="http://www.littlefairywings.com/"&gt;littlefairywings.com&lt;/a&gt; boutique. It was a lot of fun and work. Yesterday was the big day and now I can relax...for a day maybe. I have to constantly be busy otherwise I think I will go crazy. Each day Mike and I are thinking of new ways to market our website and products. So much fun! &lt;br /&gt;This week I am looking forward to relaxing with my family being thankful. I am so thankful for my family, home, friends and even our trials....We are going to spend Thanksgiving with my Aunt Julie and Uncle Marshall in Logan, UT.  We love visiting them and don't get to do it often enough.  Thanksgiving is obviously about being thankful and we remind ourselves each year by celebrating and eating. What Mike has always reminded me throughout the years is that we need to treat everyday as Thanksgiving and BE THANKFUL for eveything all the time.  For me it is easier said than done. But I do try....&lt;br /&gt; I am going to start tearing down the fall decorations tomorrow and up will go Christmas.  Did I say I love this time of year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-472178686476321417?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/472178686476321417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=472178686476321417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/472178686476321417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/472178686476321417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-to-be-thankfulalways.html' title='Time to be Thankful...Always'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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-7201828593676249461.post-8155849800186382965</id><published>2008-11-09T18:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:57:14.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brenna's Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SReUT2m7M4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/dlpOhpgGUg0/s1600-h/Brennas-first-b-daygrandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266841358030287746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SReUT2m7M4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/dlpOhpgGUg0/s200/Brennas-first-b-daygrandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SReUTu4rO9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3rcCqHg4j1I/s1600-h/Haleyderek1008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266841355957255122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SReUTu4rO9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3rcCqHg4j1I/s200/Haleyderek1008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SReUTFdN8EI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/RQvubthxotI/s1600-h/Brennas-first-b-day10-08+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266841344836235330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SReUTFdN8EI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/RQvubthxotI/s200/Brennas-first-b-day10-08+036.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SReUS75_13I/AAAAAAAAAJs/XjMaYFyqsRs/s1600-h/Brennas-first-b-day01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266841342272591730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SReUS75_13I/AAAAAAAAAJs/XjMaYFyqsRs/s200/Brennas-first-b-day01.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SReUSdoninI/AAAAAAAAAJk/-YwCNQPHaGQ/s1600-h/Brennas-first-b-day02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266841334146632306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SReUSdoninI/AAAAAAAAAJk/-YwCNQPHaGQ/s200/Brennas-first-b-day02.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;div&gt;Well Brenna's 1st birthday and Halloween came and went so fast and now it is already November 9. I had to at least update the blog with the birthday cake mess. The pics we took of Halloween will have to come later. Life has been so busy lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great little party. All the family came and we had a great lunch. Haley brought her new "friend" Derek. Everyone really liked him. Haley was in charge of the camera. Our little princess, Brenna of course had no idea what the fuss was all about. She looked blankly around as we sang to her and Mike blew our her candle. However, when the cupcake was laid before her she sank right into it. She had never had frosting before. What a mess! So cute! Colton loved playing with her new toys. Oh the life... &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/7201828593676249461-8155849800186382965?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/8155849800186382965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=8155849800186382965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8155849800186382965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8155849800186382965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/11/brennas-party.html' title='Brenna&apos;s Party'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SReUT2m7M4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/dlpOhpgGUg0/s72-c/Brennas-first-b-daygrandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-6080240519416247061</id><published>2008-10-23T16:57:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:19:26.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brenna!!! 1 Year Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQONtpnNk2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/bbBkcLNziP8/s200/012008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQONtpnNk2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/bbBkcLNziP8/s200/012008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOXF4i7I2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/lahwnPX7FyY/s200/haley+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOXF4i7I2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/lahwnPX7FyY/s200/haley+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOXGkCRMMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Wp_rYUJZtR8/s200/brenna0708+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOXGkCRMMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Wp_rYUJZtR8/s200/brenna0708+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My goodness! Is &lt;a href="http://www.littlefairywings.com/brenna.html"&gt;my little princess &lt;/a&gt;already 1? I just can't believe the time has gone by so fast. Can't she stay a baby for a little longer..... Oh how cute she is. She is my dark eyed beauty! She looks like Mike. But where did the brown eyes come from? Mikes are green and mine are blue. I never took genetics so I'm at a loss. She has been such a blessing to our family this past year. Times have been tuff but my "little Brenna" has kept me going! Alway happy. Such a good baby. Never fussy. Loving to learn and explore. I know Heavenly Father sent her to us at this time in our lives for a special purpose. I am so happy to be her mother! She is not yet walking but crawling everywhere. She can say "Hi" and waves when we go "bye bye". Mike thinks she can say Da Da, but she says that all day long for almost everything. She just yells it excitedly when he comes home. So she is half way there with the Dad thing. We planned a birthday celebration with our family, however, now we are sick, so the party is moved to next Saturday. Good thing she has absolutely no clue about anything. Here are some pics of her life the past year and how much she has changed. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOXE6p9McI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iz9CMALp_cY/s200/april08+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOXE6p9McI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iz9CMALp_cY/s200/april08+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOXFazCS8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xwgVKHk2m8s/s200/storage-unit+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOXFazCS8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xwgVKHk2m8s/s200/storage-unit+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOWG1D6u7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/z1BrCjit8bI/s200/brennacolton+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOWG1D6u7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/z1BrCjit8bI/s200/brennacolton+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOWHO-ZygI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hnjV6_HBuCw/s200/Coupons5-7+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOWHO-ZygI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hnjV6_HBuCw/s200/Coupons5-7+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOWHjmpNWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/a4QZadMMW5g/s200/mom-brenna122307-135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOWHjmpNWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/a4QZadMMW5g/s200/mom-brenna122307-135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOWFVwE_aI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3xi_2ikXn8g/s200/brennacolton+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOWFVwE_aI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3xi_2ikXn8g/s200/brennacolton+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOXGkNLy5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/wFc5k8G2WSQ/s200/haley-holding-brenna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOXGkNLy5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/wFc5k8G2WSQ/s200/haley-holding-brenna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQONut8Yw1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Xl8p_MJWnKI/s200/brennacolton+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQONut8Yw1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Xl8p_MJWnKI/s200/brennacolton+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQONueXM-5I/AAAAAAAAAH8/TtDTkYySyV8/s200/012008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQONueXM-5I/AAAAAAAAAH8/TtDTkYySyV8/s200/012008+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOWGJLbeHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OknV-zgQt-k/s200/brenna-in-nest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQOWGJLbeHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OknV-zgQt-k/s200/brenna-in-nest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQONuL910uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/EWm8c2Q7FYA/s200/012008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQONuL910uI/AAAAAAAAAH0/EWm8c2Q7FYA/s200/012008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-6080240519416247061?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/6080240519416247061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=6080240519416247061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/6080240519416247061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/6080240519416247061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-brenna-1-year-old.html' title='Happy Birthday Brenna!!! 1 Year Old!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SQONtpnNk2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/bbBkcLNziP8/s72-c/012008+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-2904991264176120706</id><published>2008-10-22T13:49:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:05:52.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Sick Day!!!</title><content type='html'>This is my life. The weather chills and the kids immediately get colds. Colton is famous for getting croup about 4 times each winter. It is horrible. Last year he almost ended up in the hospital. We have taken him to the emergency room over the years. I sure hope he is growing out of it. I fear it &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SP-Q_Pgbk5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/yHSqRdIRrDw/s1600-h/sickday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260082305960743826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SP-Q_Pgbk5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/yHSqRdIRrDw/s200/sickday+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is because of his food allergies although there is never proof. We keep him away from peanuts, but who knows if he comes into contact with the oils at school....with friends.... It will always be a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;So this morning at 3:00 AM when the coughing began I thought "Ok, he's home from school. This is more that a sniffle." Of course now that its the afternoon he seems fine. School is out for him so he wants to go play. "No way, Buddy, not today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenna has a runny nose now too. Great. Two miserable kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some photo highlights of our day, so far. Just be lucky that I am taking the pictures as I am still in my PJ's too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SP-Q_nUTk9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/tq3vR0vGNV8/s1600-h/sickday+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260082312352338898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SP-Q_nUTk9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/tq3vR0vGNV8/s200/sickday+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So much fun! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SP-Tg9GYOYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6RpiDigO3_4/s1600-h/sickday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260085084158441858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SP-Tg9GYOYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6RpiDigO3_4/s200/sickday+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-2904991264176120706?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/2904991264176120706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=2904991264176120706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/2904991264176120706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/2904991264176120706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-sick-day.html' title='Its a Sick Day!!!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SP-Q_Pgbk5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/yHSqRdIRrDw/s72-c/sickday+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-8117854371463768499</id><published>2008-10-12T18:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:54:55.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Big Pumpkin!!!!</title><content type='html'>Mike loves to garden. Even though our yard is small he finds places here and there to plant herbs and vegetables. He even dries a lot of his own seeds each year. So this spring he put pumpkin seeds in our raised planter bed. Only one pumpkin actually looked like it would make it so we clipped the rest off the vine to let it get big. It really took off through the month of September. Everyday he would come home and measure the circumferance with my sewing tape measure. It was amazing to me that the pumpkin would sometimes grow up to 2 inches overnight! It was getting so big and almost turned completely orange when the first freeze hit us Friday night. So this morning as the snow was falling Mike picked the pumpkin. It now resides in the front yard until it is time for Mike to carve one of his extravagant designs. I can't wait to see what it will become. It is about 30° F, Colton is shivering for the photo! Love the winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SPKbKUFebqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pDfFKaC7-Jo/s1600-h/Pumpkin+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256434316587462306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SPKbKUFebqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pDfFKaC7-Jo/s200/Pumpkin+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-8117854371463768499?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/8117854371463768499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=8117854371463768499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8117854371463768499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8117854371463768499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-big-pumpkin.html' title='Our Big Pumpkin!!!!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SPKbKUFebqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pDfFKaC7-Jo/s72-c/Pumpkin+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-8089916904724602896</id><published>2008-10-12T18:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:32:32.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mom, Look at this Spider Web!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SPKWnjIVKWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CyiXYtsNPrU/s1600-h/spiderweb10-08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256429321284036962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SPKWnjIVKWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CyiXYtsNPrU/s200/spiderweb10-08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SPKWn1uexfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/__408iDpl0s/s1600-h/spiderweb10-08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256429326275888626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SPKWn1uexfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/__408iDpl0s/s200/spiderweb10-08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SPKWnyklrXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/l6BqDnoE6zQ/s1600-h/spiderweb10-08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256429325429091698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SPKWnyklrXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/l6BqDnoE6zQ/s200/spiderweb10-08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For years every Halloween I find a disgusting tarantula hidden in my bed or on my pillow. Every time I gasp and my heart almost stops and Colton is hiding nearby just waiting to laugh at my complete phobia of anything that crawls. Even though they are plasitic I cannot even bear to touch them. Each year after Halloween I am so happy to put them away and sometimes I have been known to throw them away. However, Colton and Mike manage to find more each year and yesterday Colton begged us all day to put up the spiderwebs that Aunt April gave us in her yearly basket of gourds and seasonal goodies. Thanks April! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally Mike and I conceded and put up the webbing. Colton found all kinds of bugs and spiders to fill it and it takes up our whole front room. Did I say I can't wait for this holiday to be over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-8089916904724602896?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/8089916904724602896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=8089916904724602896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8089916904724602896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8089916904724602896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/mom-look-at-this-spider-web.html' title='&quot;Mom, Look at this Spider Web!&quot;'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SPKWnjIVKWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CyiXYtsNPrU/s72-c/spiderweb10-08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-7783106100898831668</id><published>2008-10-09T23:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:18:21.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coltons Decorating for Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO7lVn5vvNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/E9lHiIq3gX0/s1600-h/coltonpumpkin+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO7lVQ6SVJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kaAOnR_J0SA/s1600-h/coltonpumpkin+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255389968667399314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO7lVQ6SVJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kaAOnR_J0SA/s200/coltonpumpkin+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Colton helps me decorate for a holiday he really gets into it. Everyday he asks me, "Mom, are you sure these are all our decorations? Don't we have more? Can't we have more. " Now if you've been to our home you know that we have quite alot of fall decor inside. I love Fall and Thanksgiving, but, I am not a fan of the gross, scary, spooky, dead stuff. I like "cute". So I have no desire to expand our Halloween collection. Colton saw a black pumpkin as we were in Walmart today. In order to avoid the hysterics I consented to buy it if he pays me back with his golf ball money. Oh how happy he is. He immediately plugged it in at home to test it and when Brenna threw it like a ball, Colton panicked! Sorry Colton, but the light bulb is already out and I don't know how to break it to you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-7783106100898831668?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/7783106100898831668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=7783106100898831668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/7783106100898831668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/7783106100898831668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/coltons-decorating-for-halloween.html' title='Coltons Decorating for Halloween!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO7lVQ6SVJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kaAOnR_J0SA/s72-c/coltonpumpkin+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-8234980869514094545</id><published>2008-10-09T00:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:30:10.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Come and Get Me!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO2iPdGtY5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/4M3_mV1ux7U/s1600-h/brenna10-08%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255034726605742994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO2iPdGtY5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/4M3_mV1ux7U/s200/brenna10-08%5B5%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brenna's latest thing is to crawl up to Mike with a little giggle and scream and start to crawl away-which means... Daddy has to crawl after her. She tries to crawl frantically away all the while she is screaming or gigling so hard she sounds like she might be crying. She is so silly. I have called her my "Silly Baby" since she was born. She constantly keeps us laughing. She will be 1 on the 25th. I can not believe it! She has grown so fast and has such a sweet personality. She never has been fussy. Just a little cry here or there when she needed something. I have to say she has been my easiest baby. And now that we've got the sleeping all night down she is just a joy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO2iPt2vxWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/f7hm8mec0c8/s1600-h/brenna10-08%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255034731102192994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO2iPt2vxWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/f7hm8mec0c8/s200/brenna10-08%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO2iPj8d-nI/AAAAAAAAAEs/v7WltC0HuF0/s1600-h/brenna10-08%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255034728441838194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO2iPj8d-nI/AAAAAAAAAEs/v7WltC0HuF0/s200/brenna10-08%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO2iPvG0U1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/gXL83PR0gSA/s1600-h/brenna10-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255034731438035794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO2iPvG0U1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/gXL83PR0gSA/s200/brenna10-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-8234980869514094545?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/8234980869514094545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=8234980869514094545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8234980869514094545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/8234980869514094545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/daddy-come-and-get-me.html' title='Daddy Come and Get Me!!!!!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SO2iPdGtY5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/4M3_mV1ux7U/s72-c/brenna10-08%5B5%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-3155262686573048335</id><published>2008-10-05T12:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:03:42.116-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bathroom'/><title type='text'>My Husband the Handyman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOkQpcKYypI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Jma-XE8Rm8E/s1600-h/bathroom1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253748744424835730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOkQpcKYypI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Jma-XE8Rm8E/s200/bathroom1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOkQpG3kF1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jgvamg_2G28/s1600-h/bathroom+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253748738708739922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOkQpG3kF1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jgvamg_2G28/s200/bathroom+003.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;Several weeks ago we got the bug to finish our downstairs 1/2 bathroom remodel. It is a project we started about 3 months ago. Mike is always so "gung ho" when he starts something. Which makes me love him all the more! He started it at about 7 Pm on a Saturday night.... We had purchased several new vanities (1 for the basement that we are working on, and one for the 1/2 bath next to our laundry) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He began by trying to remove the old ugly oak vanity WITHOUT removing the marble sink top. As you can guess, this turned into one problem after another. After finally removing it and with the sink/counter suspended with a wooden stake I helped him carry the new vanity in. The idea was to "slide" the new one in under the existing sink- without having to undo any plumbing! What a thought-it would've worked. Except for the fact that we did not measure the height of the new vanity!!!!!! It was about 2 inches taller! We were so sure a 30" wide vanity would fit that we didn't think to measure how tall it was. We stood there stupefied for a few minutes. Then Mike went to work dismantling the pluming and ripping the sink/counter away from the wall.(Oh if we had only planned) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, the marble sink was heavy and Mike lifted it by himself. This upset his back. (he had surgery last January to fix a herniated disc) He was laid up for several days and still is not the same. At least the plumbing got reconnected and the new vanity looks great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last week we finally finished painting the walls and framing the mirror. It does look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next project.....will be well planned out, whatever it is!&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/7201828593676249461-3155262686573048335?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/3155262686573048335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=3155262686573048335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3155262686573048335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/3155262686573048335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-husband-handyman.html' title='My Husband the Handyman'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOkQpcKYypI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Jma-XE8Rm8E/s72-c/bathroom1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-5572749523556422383</id><published>2008-10-05T12:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:49:07.802-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet rug'/><title type='text'>I Crocheted a Rag Rug!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOkIcHOdulI/AAAAAAAAACs/lyRcaObShmY/s1600-h/bathroom+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253739719373470290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOkIcHOdulI/AAAAAAAAACs/lyRcaObShmY/s320/bathroom+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brenna has her own room now. As I am trying to get ideas for decorating I love to look at Pottary Barn and The Land of Nod magazines. I wanted a large round rug to brighten up her room. But money is tight and a rug is not my priority. Then I saw a very creative friend who had croched a rag rug for her boys room. So cute! "I can do that" I thought. So, I commenced getting the material torn into long lenths and planning my color scheme. I worked like a mad woman for 4 days and then it was done! I used no pattern as you can see. I am not much for crochet and it was by trial and error that my rug lays pretty flat. It is so cute and for only about $30 in supplies I have a 5 foot round rug. I have to say I am proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-5572749523556422383?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/5572749523556422383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=5572749523556422383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/5572749523556422383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/5572749523556422383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-crocheted-rag-rug.html' title='I Crocheted a Rag Rug!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOkIcHOdulI/AAAAAAAAACs/lyRcaObShmY/s72-c/bathroom+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-5285805656054278031</id><published>2008-10-05T10:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T10:31:23.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I like this Blog Thing!</title><content type='html'>Ok, As you can see I am addicted.  I have been thinking about starting a blog for a long time. In fact, last February Mike started one for me. Silly me just thought "I don't have the time".  I have decided to make the time. Thank you Kahea, Shelley and many others who have invited me to theirs so I have finally decided to convert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-5285805656054278031?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/5285805656054278031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=5285805656054278031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/5285805656054278031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/5285805656054278031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-like-this-blog-thing.html' title='I like this Blog Thing!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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-7201828593676249461.post-7741210129691677621</id><published>2008-10-05T09:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T10:27:11.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Haley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjqCCqM9HI/AAAAAAAAACg/I_utf8f5zgQ/s1600-h/430618_SA35-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253706286122202226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjqCCqM9HI/AAAAAAAAACg/I_utf8f5zgQ/s320/430618_SA35-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh how I miss my Haley. She moved out of our house on August 2. At first I was so sad. After taking care of her for 17 years I was a little distraught at just letting her go. But now I think I am OK. She is living with her grandparents on the Vanderwel side. She changed from Lehi High to Pleasant Grove High for her senior year. I thought she was crazy. Yet, As I have seen and talked to her, I now think she is happy. She is on their dance company. As long as she dances I think she will be fine. She is such a good dancer. I have not yet seen her perform. Hopefully soon. She has only visited a couple of times and Brenna has forgotten who she is. Colton misses her too. We need to change that. I have her s&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjqCPRSU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/K3cmuh6st-s/s1600-h/430618_SA18-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253706289507357634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjqCPRSU8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/K3cmuh6st-s/s320/430618_SA18-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enior pictures in which she is just beautiful. I guess time will tell......&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjqCD-pCzI/AAAAAAAAACI/NZL_8in459E/s1600-h/430618_SA1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253706286476364594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjqCD-pCzI/AAAAAAAAACI/NZL_8in459E/s320/430618_SA1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjqCAghw2I/AAAAAAAAACY/YuqssmVsiKc/s1600-h/430618_SA27-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253706285544751970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjqCAghw2I/AAAAAAAAACY/YuqssmVsiKc/s320/430618_SA27-2.jpg" 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/7201828593676249461-7741210129691677621?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/7741210129691677621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=7741210129691677621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/7741210129691677621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/7741210129691677621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/haley.html' title='Haley'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjqCCqM9HI/AAAAAAAAACg/I_utf8f5zgQ/s72-c/430618_SA35-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-345526090101597871</id><published>2008-10-05T08:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:08:18.891-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New website!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjPCQOs6RI/AAAAAAAAABo/JTvEWr_cGOE/s1600-h/brenna-wings-sepia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253676602951002386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjPCQOs6RI/AAAAAAAAABo/JTvEWr_cGOE/s320/brenna-wings-sepia3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a long time now, Mike and I have been "entrepreneurs". (mostly Mike) We have a Noteholder website where people can get information about the mortgage note industry. &lt;a href="http://www.notedocs.com/"&gt;http://www.notedocs.com/&lt;/a&gt; In 2006 we did very well with it. However, with todays current economical outlook, these site doesn't perform as it used to. It is more of a "hobby" for Mike.&lt;br /&gt;Several months ago, Mike and I were brainstorming to find some products that would sell on eBay. We purchased large lots of Electronics returns. We quickly were plunged into the world of Auctions, selling, shipping, packaging, and Power Selling! Yes, we made Power sellers after just 3 months! Mike did most of the testing and going through the product. I helped with getting the auctions up and shipping the product.&lt;br /&gt;In the back of our minds however, was a little idea we were toying with.....I can't remember if I suggested it as a joke or what? But Mike started working on our new website, &lt;a href="http://www.littlefairywings.com/"&gt;http://www.littlefairywings.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Why? Because we have the cutest little baby girl, Brenna, and we wanted to do something "girly". She is our little Fairy Princess. The site still has some bugs and we will be always adding new stuff. But it is a start. It has not really gone "live" yet as we have not done any marketing. We have some of the product l&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjPCj3RWfI/AAAAAAAAABw/7HipOTxnizE/s1600-h/littlefairywings+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253676608221436402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjPCj3RWfI/AAAAAAAAABw/7HipOTxnizE/s320/littlefairywings+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;isted on eBay as well under the sellername Mylittefairywings. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjPCOgjS7I/AAAAAAAAABg/H7gD3Awsi14/s1600-h/littlefairywings+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253676602488998834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjPCOgjS7I/AAAAAAAAABg/H7gD3Awsi14/s320/littlefairywings+059.jpg" 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/7201828593676249461-345526090101597871?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/345526090101597871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=345526090101597871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/345526090101597871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/345526090101597871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-website.html' title='New website!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOjPCQOs6RI/AAAAAAAAABo/JTvEWr_cGOE/s72-c/brenna-wings-sepia3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7201828593676249461.post-2170075943057931326</id><published>2008-10-04T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:38:23.014-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful leaves everywhere'/><title type='text'>Fall Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOgLaMWFBXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3tLq0EHvnhw/s1600-h/fall-013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253461509946017138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOgLaMWFBXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3tLq0EHvnhw/s320/fall-013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was rainy and cold. We listened to conference and I had no plans whatsoever! Mike made the decision to go for a drive. Even with the downpour as we entered American Fork Canyon the Colors were amazing! I was so glad we went. Another week and we would have missed the leaves all together. Colton decided right away that he had to collect the leaves. We stopped several times and he brought a wet handful of leaves into our new van. Its "OK" I told myself. Mike had to stop every few minutes to take pictures. At first I was annoyed, but after I saw them, I was glad he did. Brenna missed her nap and always has a hard time in the car. She doesn't like to sleep anywhere but her crib. She cried alot until Mike pulled her out and walked around in the rain with her. She loved the rain! Who would of thought?.... After about an hour we headed for home. I found myself wishing we had started earlier and could stay forever. I always love the mountains and each time I return I forget about the stresses of "My Life" and just breath in the beauty. I definitely need to do this more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOgMCAGHuvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gwF3QU1t-lM/s1600-h/fall-077-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253462193852627698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOgMCAGHuvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gwF3QU1t-lM/s320/fall-077-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOgLaTAIxzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4MQ5ITn8ses/s1600-h/fall-047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253461511733036850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOgLaTAIxzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4MQ5ITn8ses/s320/fall-047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOgLacPPThI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VfKGPffs_tY/s1600-h/fall-039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253461514212298258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOgLacPPThI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VfKGPffs_tY/s320/fall-039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOgLacK_U5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/TRUoGls1UgE/s1600-h/fall-077-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7201828593676249461-2170075943057931326?l=woodweever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/feeds/2170075943057931326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7201828593676249461&amp;postID=2170075943057931326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/2170075943057931326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7201828593676249461/posts/default/2170075943057931326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodweever.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-colors.html' title='Fall Colors'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11108536947644109637</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/_TzhPdmVxExc/SOgLaMWFBXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3tLq0EHvnhw/s72-c/fall-013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
