<?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-6776888499382794785</id><updated>2011-09-26T09:03:16.222-07:00</updated><category term='Go Fly a Kite'/><category term='1`'/><category term='Dancing Fools'/><title type='text'>Gotta Be A Green</title><subtitle type='html'>Five girls and Dad</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-6771903974947544871</id><published>2011-08-03T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T11:46:00.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Pot Day--Day One and Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first day of vacation was a bummer for me.  I woke-up not feeling so well and couldn't go far from the bathroom!  Not a very good combination for camping.  We managed to pack and get on our way, but it was a miserable drive for me and I let Jeremy set up camp and watch all the girls, while I laid in the trailer and slept all day!   I felt totally guilty, but it sure did feel good.  I woke to a rolling tummy and Jeremy feeding the girls dinner.  Not bad for the first day!  Bright and early the next morning we went looking for huckleberries.  I love picking huckleberries.  I'm not sure why, but I think it's relaxing and fun.  We found a few, but most were green.  We picked a few and the morning flew by.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT894rgW_BI/AAAAAAAABQc/7f7ZAwaOvnk/s1600/200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566235708413639698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT894rgW_BI/AAAAAAAABQc/7f7ZAwaOvnk/s400/200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT850WJ3aNI/AAAAAAAABQU/fzO2w-xrkpQ/s1600/208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566231235916163282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT850WJ3aNI/AAAAAAAABQU/fzO2w-xrkpQ/s400/208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT85zxxndJI/AAAAAAAABQM/ntlYOSOHE1Y/s1600/209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566231226150778002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT85zxxndJI/AAAAAAAABQM/ntlYOSOHE1Y/s400/209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT85zTGeI8I/AAAAAAAABQE/aG9c6e5lk9U/s1600/211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566231217916748738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT85zTGeI8I/AAAAAAAABQE/aG9c6e5lk9U/s400/211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT85y-4VX6I/AAAAAAAABP8/LMoiSWY33d8/s1600/210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566231212488744866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT85y-4VX6I/AAAAAAAABP8/LMoiSWY33d8/s400/210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT85yQDCkXI/AAAAAAAABP0/iE6lhopcAe8/s1600/213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566231199917183346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT85yQDCkXI/AAAAAAAABP0/iE6lhopcAe8/s400/213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then waited patiently for Grandma and Grandpa to come and join us.  I think that this is the third year they have camped with us.  The kids enjoy having them come and it's nice to spend a few relaxing days with them.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt; doing what they do best...EATING... Maggy and Dad chilling to some tunes.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8wEJyl59I/AAAAAAAABPs/bQSYb6stskQ/s1600/219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566220512358950866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8wEJyl59I/AAAAAAAABPs/bQSYb6stskQ/s400/219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8wDtqugUI/AAAAAAAABPk/F7bbBehQD_s/s1600/222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566220504809767234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8wDtqugUI/AAAAAAAABPk/F7bbBehQD_s/s400/222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8wDKpsawI/AAAAAAAABPc/nHirm2jLtAY/s1600/227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566220495410195202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8wDKpsawI/AAAAAAAABPc/nHirm2jLtAY/s400/227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa and Grandma come and we take them to John Sack Cabin, because you can't go to Island Park and not see the "BIG" fish and cool little cabin.  It's just kind of the yearly thing that we do.  This tuckered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Taby&lt;/span&gt; right out and she fell fast asleep on the ride back to camp.  As we then started to get ready to cook our dinner it started pouring rain.  We tried to cook the tin foil dinners but it was raining so hard that it took forever.  As quickly as the rain came it left and to the kids delight didn't ruin the much anticipated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;marshmallow&lt;/span&gt; roast.   Our favorite...toasted coconut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;marshmallows&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8wCgTZPXI/AAAAAAAABPU/TAH4b1vraX8/s1600/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566220484042374514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8wCgTZPXI/AAAAAAAABPU/TAH4b1vraX8/s400/228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8wCLaIQeI/AAAAAAAABPM/H6PBQcsIVoU/s1600/229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566220478433477090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8wCLaIQeI/AAAAAAAABPM/H6PBQcsIVoU/s400/229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8syBqwtUI/AAAAAAAABPE/EP3Xaaxi0bg/s1600/230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566216902406092098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8syBqwtUI/AAAAAAAABPE/EP3Xaaxi0bg/s400/230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8sx2NVMDI/AAAAAAAABO8/8KLX-v_jHyA/s1600/235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566216899329863730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8sx2NVMDI/AAAAAAAABO8/8KLX-v_jHyA/s400/235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8sxkZTBBI/AAAAAAAABO0/EeLdgfrN8vo/s1600/237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566216894548214802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8sxkZTBBI/AAAAAAAABO0/EeLdgfrN8vo/s400/237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8sxHYud0I/AAAAAAAABOs/0IVlCiXBNIw/s1600/239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566216886761191234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8sxHYud0I/AAAAAAAABOs/0IVlCiXBNIw/s400/239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8swwAnm7I/AAAAAAAABOk/guVJXgxBP1E/s1600/246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566216880486063026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT8swwAnm7I/AAAAAAAABOk/guVJXgxBP1E/s400/246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-6771903974947544871?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6771903974947544871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=6771903974947544871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6771903974947544871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6771903974947544871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2011/08/coffee-pot-day-day-one-and-two.html' title='Coffee Pot Day--Day One and Two'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TT894rgW_BI/AAAAAAAABQc/7f7ZAwaOvnk/s72-c/200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-297011169383742980</id><published>2010-07-24T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T17:34:42.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Top of Old Baldy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTD3-GdnMtI/AAAAAAAABOc/uMlJIii76m0/s1600/190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562218186061329106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTD3-GdnMtI/AAAAAAAABOc/uMlJIii76m0/s400/190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner Dad/Grandpa took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt;, and I on a four wheeler ride.  Up to Baldy Mountain.  It took use about 45 minutes and we took a different route than I had ever been before.  I remember going in High School with Mom and Dad and getting  a flat tire.  Dad had to walk to get help.  No flat tires this time.  Just a good view and a good time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTD39xPRmRI/AAAAAAAABOU/obY-WWy64vI/s1600/191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562218180364048658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTD39xPRmRI/AAAAAAAABOU/obY-WWy64vI/s400/191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTD39W5XW7I/AAAAAAAABOM/peexGa4DfQY/s1600/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562218173292829618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTD39W5XW7I/AAAAAAAABOM/peexGa4DfQY/s400/193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTD384DoZZI/AAAAAAAABOE/gQgACyw2qNw/s1600/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562218165014390162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTD384DoZZI/AAAAAAAABOE/gQgACyw2qNw/s400/194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;on top&lt;/span&gt; of Baldy Mountain.  When I was growing-up Mom used to tell us that we couldn't wear shorts until all the snow had melted off Baldy.  I don't think there are many days that Baldy doesn't have at least a patch of snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTD38SWQGNI/AAAAAAAABN8/CWS4zWQBdus/s1600/195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562218154891942098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTD38SWQGNI/AAAAAAAABN8/CWS4zWQBdus/s400/195.JPG" border="0" /&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/6776888499382794785-297011169383742980?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/297011169383742980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=297011169383742980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/297011169383742980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/297011169383742980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-top-of-old-baldy.html' title='On Top of Old Baldy'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTD3-GdnMtI/AAAAAAAABOc/uMlJIii76m0/s72-c/190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-6447141340366909623</id><published>2010-07-24T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T17:10:57.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bancroft Pioneer Day Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDxbi-DvJI/AAAAAAAABN0/pw6z6-3hCC0/s1600/169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562210995348421778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDxbi-DvJI/AAAAAAAABN0/pw6z6-3hCC0/s400/169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing Beats the Bancroft 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July Parade. Long Parade and you even get to see it twice! Candy, Candy, and more Candy. It's just one of those yearly tradition you've got to go home for. Growing-up it started with a Melodrama the night before and Lions Club breakfast the morning of the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July. Someone would drive around town with a microphone system hooked to the truck and announce the parade, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;harass&lt;/span&gt; the town's people to cook and enjoy the festivities. After the parade we would meet at the city park for the kids footraces, and the ever excited D.U.P. program. It was a time to catch-up with friends and talk about the approaching school year. After that the rodeo and youth dance. Fun times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDwTts7MPI/AAAAAAAABNs/anv1zUfToXU/s1600/171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562209761278767346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDwTts7MPI/AAAAAAAABNs/anv1zUfToXU/s400/171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today it's changed a little bit. Grandpa makes a better breakfast and it's free. We still line the Bancroft Main Street and watch the two-way parade. We still don't attend the D.U.P program, but walk the little craft fair set-up in front of the school. Hoping to run into some old friends and see how their family has grown. No foot races and the rodeo is also gone to the wayside. instead we go back to Grandma and Grandpa's and enjoy BBQ chicken and the big old shade tree. There's nothing like sitting at home in the swing, and relaxing the day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDwTVdoztI/AAAAAAAABNk/PEPTJ2KXiik/s1600/180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562209754772197074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDwTVdoztI/AAAAAAAABNk/PEPTJ2KXiik/s400/180.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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDwTHfMhGI/AAAAAAAABNc/uTEKFGFuPxo/s1600/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562209751020635234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDwTHfMhGI/AAAAAAAABNc/uTEKFGFuPxo/s400/186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDwSgfA34I/AAAAAAAABNU/i13HcXsDWUo/s1600/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562209740550889346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDwSgfA34I/AAAAAAAABNU/i13HcXsDWUo/s400/181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDwSeArSbI/AAAAAAAABNM/Rv8Ba52gimw/s1600/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562209739886774706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDwSeArSbI/AAAAAAAABNM/Rv8Ba52gimw/s400/188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-6447141340366909623?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6447141340366909623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=6447141340366909623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6447141340366909623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6447141340366909623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2011/01/bancroft-pioneer-day-celebration.html' title='Bancroft Pioneer Day Celebration'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TTDxbi-DvJI/AAAAAAAABN0/pw6z6-3hCC0/s72-c/169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4066594125097880394</id><published>2010-07-23T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T14:33:55.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things Dutch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9yuW3I79I/AAAAAAAABNE/r9RENlm6G1U/s1600/Eric%2BRN%2BGraduation%2B019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561790205562253266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9yuW3I79I/AAAAAAAABNE/r9RENlm6G1U/s400/Eric%2BRN%2BGraduation%2B019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NOTE: This is Grandma and Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stavast&lt;/span&gt; it is a picture that was taken in 2006.  That is Maggy sitting on Grandpa's lap.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9yPUuG4rI/AAAAAAAABM8/PAt1H5-NhIo/s1600/164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561789672411554482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9yPUuG4rI/AAAAAAAABM8/PAt1H5-NhIo/s400/164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that all our kids have tried on and worn these little dutch wooden shoes.  I remember when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; was little whenever we would visit Grandma and Grandpa the first thing she would do was remove her shoes and prance around their house chasing the two dogs Toby and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cubby&lt;/span&gt;.  Needless to say it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Taby's&lt;/span&gt; turn to wear the wooden shoes.  She wasn't so sure it was fun, and took a bit of convincing, but here she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9yOxYYGOI/AAAAAAAABM0/GtyzMKBi_rc/s1600/162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561789662925166818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9yOxYYGOI/AAAAAAAABM0/GtyzMKBi_rc/s400/162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-4066594125097880394?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4066594125097880394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4066594125097880394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4066594125097880394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4066594125097880394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/07/all-things-dutch.html' title='All Things Dutch'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9yuW3I79I/AAAAAAAABNE/r9RENlm6G1U/s72-c/Eric%2BRN%2BGraduation%2B019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2946767623852016860</id><published>2010-07-15T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:31:58.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive-In Movie Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9spnK0puI/AAAAAAAABMs/Alwi-rgmOw8/s1600/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561783526970664674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9spnK0puI/AAAAAAAABMs/Alwi-rgmOw8/s400/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drive-in movies...A thing of the past...something that always sound like "so much fun!" This year we went to see the movies Despicable Me and Karate Kid. The girls were suppose to take a nap that afternoon, but like always the nap didn't go as well as hoped. Frankie cried all the way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt; which set the mood. We got there WAY TO EARLY, and everyone was more than ready for the movie to start. We pulled the van seat out and they were ready for the movies. Maggy sat on the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;poky&lt;/span&gt;" grass and Dad and Mom froze their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hind ends&lt;/span&gt; off in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lawn chairs&lt;/span&gt;. It was a fun time, and I think everyone saw most of both movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9spWeFs3I/AAAAAAAABMk/jZx9jsiPs0E/s1600/151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561783522488071026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9spWeFs3I/AAAAAAAABMk/jZx9jsiPs0E/s400/151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9spBFxDxI/AAAAAAAABMc/o2dtAmS5RXk/s1600/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561783516748910354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9spBFxDxI/AAAAAAAABMc/o2dtAmS5RXk/s400/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9sotjHm6I/AAAAAAAABMU/zQEln0yzb_c/s1600/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561783511503313826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9sotjHm6I/AAAAAAAABMU/zQEln0yzb_c/s400/153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9soZVLCDI/AAAAAAAABMM/wLSHB_YH_pY/s1600/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561783506076108850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9soZVLCDI/AAAAAAAABMM/wLSHB_YH_pY/s400/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-2946767623852016860?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2946767623852016860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2946767623852016860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2946767623852016860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2946767623852016860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/07/drive-in-movie-time.html' title='Drive-In Movie Time'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9spnK0puI/AAAAAAAABMs/Alwi-rgmOw8/s72-c/150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-1806169181523638038</id><published>2010-07-12T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:03:08.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Research Based Family Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9mSA5M4rI/AAAAAAAABME/f7YOViXIoRU/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561776524489450162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9mSA5M4rI/AAAAAAAABME/f7YOViXIoRU/s400/096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a trip to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tetons&lt;/span&gt; to help Jeremy get ready to write his final paper for his Master's program. It was the perfect day. Sunny and clear. We left Frankie with Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Raini&lt;/span&gt;. It was the first time since March that we had gone anywhere without her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Strangely&lt;/span&gt;, I look at this pictures and feel that someone was missing. It is a little shameful that I've lived in Idaho all my life and have never been to the Tetons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9mRsxCW-I/AAAAAAAABL8/X8u37LaOsNc/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561776519086496738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9mRsxCW-I/AAAAAAAABL8/X8u37LaOsNc/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; on her "side" hike with Dad. They wondered off and left the rest of us on the hiking trail to be eaten alive by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mosquitoes&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9mRZrQIrI/AAAAAAAABL0/gJHpuLtSgqo/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561776513961960114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9mRZrQIrI/AAAAAAAABL0/gJHpuLtSgqo/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9mQ3hdk2I/AAAAAAAABLs/38OZrBcItYA/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561776504794092386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9mQ3hdk2I/AAAAAAAABLs/38OZrBcItYA/s400/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9mQvwXPwI/AAAAAAAABLk/uxlz7TH3gIg/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561776502709108482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9mQvwXPwI/AAAAAAAABLk/uxlz7TH3gIg/s400/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did go to the ski resort, splurged and rode the chair-lift to the top of the mountain. It was cold and very windy. I though Maggy would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;freak out&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;scaredy&lt;/span&gt;-cat this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9f4bFUa4I/AAAAAAAABLc/jwxioVTO31o/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561769487773232002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9f4bFUa4I/AAAAAAAABLc/jwxioVTO31o/s400/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9f3Yq1nMI/AAAAAAAABLU/Zg8DjPGdIqU/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561769469945420994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9f3Yq1nMI/AAAAAAAABLU/Zg8DjPGdIqU/s400/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9f231CSsI/AAAAAAAABLM/qDJh3O79dGc/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561769461129824962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9f231CSsI/AAAAAAAABLM/qDJh3O79dGc/s400/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9f0kQH8iI/AAAAAAAABK8/vKK9xb4P7jY/s1600/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561769421514994210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9f0kQH8iI/AAAAAAAABK8/vKK9xb4P7jY/s400/102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-1806169181523638038?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1806169181523638038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=1806169181523638038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1806169181523638038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1806169181523638038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/12/research-based-family-time.html' title='Research Based Family Time'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TS9mSA5M4rI/AAAAAAAABME/f7YOViXIoRU/s72-c/096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-648655017541354802</id><published>2010-07-04T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T14:29:11.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>We didn't do much to celebrate the 4th this year. Not even a parade. We did however do our own mini celebration at home and roasted marshmellows in the backyard.  I'm so thankful that our kids are easy to please.  A bag of marshmellows, graham crackers, chocolate, and some cheap fireworks and they were completly satisfied to stay home and celebrate with Mom and Dad.   Heck they did get to stay-up later than 7 p.m. and in our home that is a treat all in itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1XXUrnXJI/AAAAAAAABKY/Q_xcjY17Zuc/s1600/IMG_5363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547686374190570642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1XXUrnXJI/AAAAAAAABKY/Q_xcjY17Zuc/s400/IMG_5363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baylee and Payge what great big sisters!  I couldn't have made it through the last year without them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1XXIlDCdI/AAAAAAAABKQ/Z7bAyVxzKoI/s1600/IMG_5365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547686370941798866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1XXIlDCdI/AAAAAAAABKQ/Z7bAyVxzKoI/s400/IMG_5365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1W_2_MyaI/AAAAAAAABKI/rXrKBQlfqMk/s1600/IMG_5371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547685971082660258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1W_2_MyaI/AAAAAAAABKI/rXrKBQlfqMk/s400/IMG_5371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1W_QUPy1I/AAAAAAAABKA/2_kStKlfQdk/s1600/IMG_5380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547685960701954898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1W_QUPy1I/AAAAAAAABKA/2_kStKlfQdk/s400/IMG_5380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1W-0KqiYI/AAAAAAAABJ4/d1Jc5RDUhCw/s1600/IMG_5404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547685953145571714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1W-0KqiYI/AAAAAAAABJ4/d1Jc5RDUhCw/s400/IMG_5404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1W-ZqgI4I/AAAAAAAABJw/2aZpHibVu5I/s1600/IMG_5407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547685946031350658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1W-ZqgI4I/AAAAAAAABJw/2aZpHibVu5I/s400/IMG_5407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1W-JAKbWI/AAAAAAAABJo/RaJqePqpEfU/s1600/IMG_5412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547685941558799714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1W-JAKbWI/AAAAAAAABJo/RaJqePqpEfU/s400/IMG_5412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-648655017541354802?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/648655017541354802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=648655017541354802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/648655017541354802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/648655017541354802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/07/fourth-of-july.html' title='The Fourth of July'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1XXUrnXJI/AAAAAAAABKY/Q_xcjY17Zuc/s72-c/IMG_5363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-467348346713364904</id><published>2010-07-02T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T14:35:10.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Frankie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Princess Frankie Jaclynn Green...What's not to love?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TRkT9ynAP4I/AAAAAAAABK0/AFiAuyxk0-0/s1600/IMG_5359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555493567616532354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TRkT9ynAP4I/AAAAAAAABK0/AFiAuyxk0-0/s400/IMG_5359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Especially with a smile like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TRkT9i4M-hI/AAAAAAAABKs/VTlQjuvGFNg/s1600/IMG_5358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555493563393702418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TRkT9i4M-hI/AAAAAAAABKs/VTlQjuvGFNg/s400/IMG_5358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Four  Months Old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TRkT9qYHgNI/AAAAAAAABKk/IxMHB1qVyGc/s1600/IMG_5357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555493565406609618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TRkT9qYHgNI/AAAAAAAABKk/IxMHB1qVyGc/s400/IMG_5357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-467348346713364904?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/467348346713364904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=467348346713364904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/467348346713364904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/467348346713364904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/07/princess-frankie.html' title='Princess Frankie'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TRkT9ynAP4I/AAAAAAAABK0/AFiAuyxk0-0/s72-c/IMG_5359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4976249148738742910</id><published>2010-06-24T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T13:23:38.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Freeze!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1OMeB1QLI/AAAAAAAABJg/O9WMgbU3kxg/s1600/IMG_5314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547676292116463794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1OMeB1QLI/AAAAAAAABJg/O9WMgbU3kxg/s400/IMG_5314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You're probably wondering who invented this game.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1OML8ixrI/AAAAAAAABJY/Zur3GhXAq4I/s1600/IMG_5320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547676287262443186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1OML8ixrI/AAAAAAAABJY/Zur3GhXAq4I/s400/IMG_5320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep. You're right it was Payge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1OLxzCarI/AAAAAAAABJQ/jIEHxNW8AFE/s1600/IMG_5317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547676280243251890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1OLxzCarI/AAAAAAAABJQ/jIEHxNW8AFE/s400/IMG_5317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let me give you the rules of the Brain Freeze game!&lt;br /&gt;1. You have got to be crazy and a bit stupid.&lt;br /&gt;2. Place the center of your forehead directly over the sprinker.&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep still as possible while screaming and laughing as loud as you can until you can't stand the freezing pain any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1NJYDQolI/AAAAAAAABJA/xDlF-8AVHvw/s1600/IMG_5319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547675139460604498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1NJYDQolI/AAAAAAAABJA/xDlF-8AVHvw/s400/IMG_5319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. Try everything to get rid of the brain freeze you just inflicted upon yourself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Laugh and Dare your sister to do the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1NIxjxvJI/AAAAAAAABI4/ma9Aw_gweYU/s1600/IMG_5322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547675129128008850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1NIxjxvJI/AAAAAAAABI4/ma9Aw_gweYU/s400/IMG_5322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Repeat for hours of harmless fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1NIkXffWI/AAAAAAAABIw/nzC_r_IHinE/s1600/IMG_5323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547675125586820450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1NIkXffWI/AAAAAAAABIw/nzC_r_IHinE/s400/IMG_5323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1NIGXQTgI/AAAAAAAABIo/rgZ2eQi4EfM/s1600/IMG_5324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547675117532761602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1NIGXQTgI/AAAAAAAABIo/rgZ2eQi4EfM/s400/IMG_5324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1NHhKZymI/AAAAAAAABIg/yJ4ZSBhGAyw/s1600/IMG_5328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547675107546745442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1NHhKZymI/AAAAAAAABIg/yJ4ZSBhGAyw/s400/IMG_5328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggy never really caught the spirit of the brain freeze game. Smart little girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-4976249148738742910?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4976249148738742910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4976249148738742910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4976249148738742910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4976249148738742910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/12/brain-freeze.html' title='Brain Freeze!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1OMeB1QLI/AAAAAAAABJg/O9WMgbU3kxg/s72-c/IMG_5314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-480456007358682927</id><published>2010-06-23T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:26:31.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1E0I6n_OI/AAAAAAAABHY/NYFqLJyrgYc/s1600/IMG_5280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547665978527579362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1E0I6n_OI/AAAAAAAABHY/NYFqLJyrgYc/s400/IMG_5280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Misty and the clan were at Grandma's for swimming lessons so we dropped in too and spent a few days to help pass the ten days I was without Jeremy. The kids had a great time playing with cousins outside in the water and of course any summer trip wouldn't be complete without a trip to Lava Hot Springs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1EzzyMjlI/AAAAAAAABHQ/bYVmaSNyPuI/s1600/IMG_5295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547665972855082578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1EzzyMjlI/AAAAAAAABHQ/bYVmaSNyPuI/s400/IMG_5295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; diving with Levi in the small indoor pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1EzSMaQMI/AAAAAAAABHI/H9AjeVfr3G8/s1600/IMG_5299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547665963838226626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1EzSMaQMI/AAAAAAAABHI/H9AjeVfr3G8/s400/IMG_5299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy got brave and ventured off the steps this year. She is still very timid in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1EzDHWSBI/AAAAAAAABHA/ex389FIE4Ys/s1600/IMG_5304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547665959790462994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1EzDHWSBI/AAAAAAAABHA/ex389FIE4Ys/s400/IMG_5304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Taby&lt;/span&gt; is more interested in eating Grandma's popcorn than playing. I'm thinking it must be just about nap time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1Eyi6ypWI/AAAAAAAABG4/ibKRMaLdsfY/s1600/IMG_5309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547665951147861346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1Eyi6ypWI/AAAAAAAABG4/ibKRMaLdsfY/s400/IMG_5309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt; got in a little bit of trouble the day before and Mean Old Mom wouldn't let her go swimming with everyone else. She had to sit on the edge of the pool. I'm not sure if it was harder for her or for me. She was a good sport and took the punishment with pride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-480456007358682927?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/480456007358682927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=480456007358682927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/480456007358682927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/480456007358682927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/06/grandmas-house.html' title='Grandma&apos;s House'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1E0I6n_OI/AAAAAAAABHY/NYFqLJyrgYc/s72-c/IMG_5280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-3143759926928771808</id><published>2010-06-22T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:13:08.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hogle Zoo</title><content type='html'>After dropping Jeremy off at the airport for his journey to California I decided to load the kids up and drive through Salt Lake and find Hogle Zoo. I was bound and determined to have fun with the girls while Jeremy was gone and thought that this would be an excellent start to our adventure. Today it was confirmed that taking five kids anywhere is A LOT of work. I couldn't have done it without Baylee, Payge, and the double stroller. We survived and had a ton of fun at the zoo and at the end of the day we were all tired and ready to drive back to Grandma Sherry's for a couple more days of fun. If I can find my way out of Salt Lake that is with all the road construction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BsJhCLoI/AAAAAAAABGw/UjuVoz--C-Q/s1600/IMG_5229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547662542714842754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BsJhCLoI/AAAAAAAABGw/UjuVoz--C-Q/s400/IMG_5229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1Br6uyLyI/AAAAAAAABGo/macsesJ3KuE/s1600/IMG_5271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547662538745982754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1Br6uyLyI/AAAAAAAABGo/macsesJ3KuE/s400/IMG_5271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BMS7-XUI/AAAAAAAABGg/RwMZaONmsr0/s1600/IMG_5269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547661995487944002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BMS7-XUI/AAAAAAAABGg/RwMZaONmsr0/s400/IMG_5269.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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BLzmAwnI/AAAAAAAABGY/hUqOFnjEZOw/s1600/IMG_5263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547661987074327154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BLzmAwnI/AAAAAAAABGY/hUqOFnjEZOw/s400/IMG_5263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BLalhCaI/AAAAAAAABGQ/xGkcWGtHITQ/s1600/IMG_5232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547661980361361826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BLalhCaI/AAAAAAAABGQ/xGkcWGtHITQ/s400/IMG_5232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BK18f8hI/AAAAAAAABGI/vW7X8KdYfc0/s1600/IMG_5226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547661970525647378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BK18f8hI/AAAAAAAABGI/vW7X8KdYfc0/s400/IMG_5226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BKbhJ7fI/AAAAAAAABGA/CVbCH3ZS12s/s1600/IMG_5218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547661963431636466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BKbhJ7fI/AAAAAAAABGA/CVbCH3ZS12s/s400/IMG_5218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6776888499382794785-3143759926928771808?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/3143759926928771808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=3143759926928771808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/3143759926928771808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/3143759926928771808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/12/hogle-zoo.html' title='The Hogle Zoo'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP1BsJhCLoI/AAAAAAAABGw/UjuVoz--C-Q/s72-c/IMG_5229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-404917043079397810</id><published>2010-06-21T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:43:00.576-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1`'/><title type='text'>Master Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP0jVTLG6NI/AAAAAAAABF4/rkHCpKKcEGg/s1600/565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547629164821407954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP0jVTLG6NI/AAAAAAAABF4/rkHCpKKcEGg/s400/565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP0jU1giWSI/AAAAAAAABFw/cODupiUbdrY/s1600/564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547629156858222882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP0jU1giWSI/AAAAAAAABFw/cODupiUbdrY/s400/564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy set a goal to get his master before he turned 36.  He has been working so hard for the last two years, spending all his free time studying, and doing homework.  He accomplished this goal and we are proud of him.   One of the last things for him to do was to go on his 10 day field experience.  He chose to go to California to the Yosemite area.  He was very excited to go and even bought himself a hat to keep himself from being "fried" in the desert sun!  (I still give him crap about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;safari&lt;/span&gt; hat!)  Now all he has to do when he gets home is to write his final paper and field guide about our area.  Sixty or Eighty page paper  and then it's official, He'll be MASTER GREEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP0jUe9GQ1I/AAAAAAAABFo/c3-QNvOIbiE/s1600/IMG_5210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547629150804001618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP0jUe9GQ1I/AAAAAAAABFo/c3-QNvOIbiE/s400/IMG_5210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP0jT-3ApvI/AAAAAAAABFg/zZLgb18GThU/s1600/IMG_5212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547629142188533490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP0jT-3ApvI/AAAAAAAABFg/zZLgb18GThU/s400/IMG_5212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP0jTiaCWcI/AAAAAAAABFY/FBf7ofhJTA4/s1600/IMG_5213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547629134550817218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP0jTiaCWcI/AAAAAAAABFY/FBf7ofhJTA4/s400/IMG_5213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-404917043079397810?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/404917043079397810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=404917043079397810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/404917043079397810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/404917043079397810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/06/master-green.html' title='Master Green'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TP0jVTLG6NI/AAAAAAAABF4/rkHCpKKcEGg/s72-c/565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2750687699283382351</id><published>2010-06-20T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:44:11.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Afternoon at Temple Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TN29ReJkUrI/AAAAAAAABFQ/NrUNu6qEagI/s1600/IMG_5201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538791224584196786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TN29ReJkUrI/AAAAAAAABFQ/NrUNu6qEagI/s400/IMG_5201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took full advantage of taking Jeremy to the airport to catch his plane to California for 10 days. We left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rigby&lt;/span&gt; Sunday morning and took the kids to Temple Square for the first time. It had changed so much since the last time Jeremy and I had been there. We spent a lot longer than we thought we would and the kids loved it. I sadly had forgotten the spirit of Temple Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Temple Square with prayer in my heart about our little baby girl that quickly was winning a place in my heart. I knew that the time had come to either commit to making her part of the the family or finding her another home. As we walked through the displays things and quotes kept popping out and seemed like they were just speaking to me. I scratched a scripture reference into the tray of my stroller because I knew that once I left I wouldn't remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacob 2:17&lt;/strong&gt; Think of your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;brethren&lt;/span&gt; like unto yourselves, and be familiar with all and free with your substance, that they may be rich like unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hit hard because one of the biggest concerns with making Frankie part of our family sadly was finance. Would Jeremy and I be able to provide all the things possible to give our other four girls and Frankie the life they all deserved. This scripture brought a comfort in knowing that all would be okay, and all would be fine. It made me contemplate the word "RICH." Did RICH consist of money and worldly things or did RICH have a deeper meaning to this little girl how had come from a rough background. Did RICH mean the gospel and everything that it could offer her. Little did I know that later that same day this question would also be answered as we walking though a tour about families given by the sister missionaries. We walked. through a home setting and watched little videos about the different parts of the proclamation to the family. In the final room one of the last comments made by President &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Monson&lt;/span&gt; will forever lived in the heart and mind. (I wish I had written this down too maybe someday I will get to.) He said something like...the most important thing in a family was not wealth or stature, but LOVE. One thing that I knew we as a family could give Frankie was love. It had started to become clear to me that yes Frankie needed to stay in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TN29RGrWWSI/AAAAAAAABFI/Y_cMXA7nwDQ/s1600/IMG_5209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538791218283436322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TN29RGrWWSI/AAAAAAAABFI/Y_cMXA7nwDQ/s400/IMG_5209.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/6776888499382794785-2750687699283382351?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2750687699283382351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2750687699283382351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2750687699283382351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2750687699283382351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/06/afternoon-at-temple-square.html' title='An Afternoon at Temple Square'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TN29ReJkUrI/AAAAAAAABFQ/NrUNu6qEagI/s72-c/IMG_5201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-7412736283517758492</id><published>2010-06-18T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T12:40:14.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Do in the Summer Time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM4WbSz8zI/AAAAAAAABEo/iNvczsqYsHY/s1600/IMG_5197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531326725276037938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM4WbSz8zI/AAAAAAAABEo/iNvczsqYsHY/s400/IMG_5197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My girls love to play in the sprinklers, and make "bum" prints.  What would it be like to be young again and enjoy seeing the shape of your behind stamped on the driveway?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM4WFvLL3I/AAAAAAAABEg/M2U5ByWP368/s1600/IMG_5196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531326719489421170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM4WFvLL3I/AAAAAAAABEg/M2U5ByWP368/s400/IMG_5196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM2vscJEKI/AAAAAAAABEQ/vBXtgGTUxyY/s1600/IMG_5195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531324960352047266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM2vscJEKI/AAAAAAAABEQ/vBXtgGTUxyY/s400/IMG_5195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM2vYwRNbI/AAAAAAAABEI/5Vi-6Ja4Fh8/s1600/IMG_5194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531324955067758002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM2vYwRNbI/AAAAAAAABEI/5Vi-6Ja4Fh8/s400/IMG_5194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maggy is warming herself on the warm driveway here making full body prints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM2vJG1JnI/AAAAAAAABEA/Vl7roURAsbs/s1600/IMG_5186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531324950867420786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM2vJG1JnI/AAAAAAAABEA/Vl7roURAsbs/s400/IMG_5186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister love.  Enjoy the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM2uc3MZvI/AAAAAAAABD4/FHxOpQfYb6g/s1600/IMG_5184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531324938990675698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM2uc3MZvI/AAAAAAAABD4/FHxOpQfYb6g/s400/IMG_5184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maggy is freezing and wondering how to warm-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM2uEVLMvI/AAAAAAAABDw/zI46RIhm-EY/s1600/IMG_5178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531324932405539570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM2uEVLMvI/AAAAAAAABDw/zI46RIhm-EY/s400/IMG_5178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-7412736283517758492?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/7412736283517758492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=7412736283517758492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7412736283517758492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7412736283517758492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-do-you-do-in-summer-time.html' title='What Do You Do in the Summer Time?'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TMM4WbSz8zI/AAAAAAAABEo/iNvczsqYsHY/s72-c/IMG_5197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2298711849080546238</id><published>2010-06-08T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T21:06:02.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baylee's new Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;advantages&lt;/span&gt; to your kids growing older...they can do more work.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Baylee's&lt;/span&gt; new job is to mow what I call the "North Forty"  it's the huge piece of grass in the the very back of the lawn.  I hate mowing it because it is deceptively large!  I don't even care how it looks as long as it is mowed.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; did a very good job for her first time.  The self propelling feature of the lawn mower was not working this time, but Jeremy fixed it and now the job is much easier!  Now if I could only convince her that changing diapers is as much fun, I'd really be in business!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6HB2LdlkI/AAAAAAAABDg/lXOn7fVZ_CE/s1600/June+2010+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493977061231793730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6HB2LdlkI/AAAAAAAABDg/lXOn7fVZ_CE/s400/June+2010+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6HBeoY9fI/AAAAAAAABDY/j7nwZYu-EXA/s1600/June+2010+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493977054910674418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6HBeoY9fI/AAAAAAAABDY/j7nwZYu-EXA/s400/June+2010+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6HAYn_hWI/AAAAAAAABDQ/njokSYJPyHk/s1600/June+2010+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493977036118525282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6HAYn_hWI/AAAAAAAABDQ/njokSYJPyHk/s400/June+2010+100.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/6776888499382794785-2298711849080546238?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2298711849080546238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2298711849080546238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2298711849080546238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2298711849080546238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/06/baylees-new-job.html' title='Baylee&apos;s new Job'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6HB2LdlkI/AAAAAAAABDg/lXOn7fVZ_CE/s72-c/June+2010+103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-1950442913046734359</id><published>2010-06-05T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T21:06:57.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>While Mom Was Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we have the best Daddy at our house. This year while I was gone on the annual girl's weekend. Jeremy packed up the girls and headed to one of their favorite spots, Craters of the Moon. I thought he was both brave and a little crazy for taking them all alone, but if anyone can do it Jeremy can. He left Thursday night and came home Saturday because of the weather. The girls had a blast, and I was kind of sad that I missed the first big camping trip of the year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6A7l9auvI/AAAAAAAABDI/uRxHKL9cMYg/s1600/June+2010+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493970356728937202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6A7l9auvI/AAAAAAAABDI/uRxHKL9cMYg/s400/June+2010+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6Af50PJ1I/AAAAAAAABDA/wat0mis7f3U/s1600/June+2010+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493969881022801746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6Af50PJ1I/AAAAAAAABDA/wat0mis7f3U/s400/June+2010+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493969870177123986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6AfRabPpI/AAAAAAAABC4/HXQ6ouf9fzI/s400/June+2010+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6Ae7JAeiI/AAAAAAAABCw/3eEcxIOcYoE/s1600/June+2010+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493969864198486562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6Ae7JAeiI/AAAAAAAABCw/3eEcxIOcYoE/s400/June+2010+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6AeWNl0uI/AAAAAAAABCo/cFOU2qlXW28/s1600/June+2010+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493969854285599458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6AeWNl0uI/AAAAAAAABCo/cFOU2qlXW28/s400/June+2010+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a rare picture...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt; holding hands and being civil...and I wasn't there to witness this small miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6Ad5rqIRI/AAAAAAAABCg/59rI0NxXFQ8/s1600/June+2010+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493969846627082514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD6Ad5rqIRI/AAAAAAAABCg/59rI0NxXFQ8/s400/June+2010+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD59xJA9_QI/AAAAAAAABCY/zys9phEZ7w8/s1600/June+2010+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493966878625627394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD59xJA9_QI/AAAAAAAABCY/zys9phEZ7w8/s400/June+2010+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TD59wvIxO1I/AAAAAAAABCQ/RroDiWYPmPY/s1600/June+2010+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493966871679023954" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbUAT1v7aI/AAAAAAAABBI/qYflpJIg84Y/s400/IMG_5142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another fun girl's trip.  This time we went to Mom and Dad's home.  I think it was one of my favorite girl's trips so far. It was so much fun to go home without any kids/husbands.  The first day we all met in Pocatello and went shopping.  How time flies when five women shop.  I think we got home around 9 p.m.  I took Jackie with me this year, she did pretty good and still had a smile on her face after a long day shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbUAFWEI_I/AAAAAAAABBA/wg0vle7kGL0/s1600/IMG_5144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487306293897339890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbUAFWEI_I/AAAAAAAABBA/wg0vle7kGL0/s400/IMG_5144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbT_uNgf-I/AAAAAAAABA4/9cSzqs3I_oM/s1600/IMG_5145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487306287687434210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbT_uNgf-I/AAAAAAAABA4/9cSzqs3I_oM/s400/IMG_5145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the first year the Dad got to witness the wild times on the all girl weekend.  He did go fishing the first day, and only graced us with his presence Saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbT_JJQjRI/AAAAAAAABAw/3U-_XZU808Y/s1600/IMG_5147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487306277737499922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbT_JJQjRI/AAAAAAAABAw/3U-_XZU808Y/s400/IMG_5147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kera worked outside in the sunshine on the plant stand that Jake started to make her last year sometime, she finally got it sanded and stained.  I hope that it doesn't take her another year for someone to put it together for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbT-75cARI/AAAAAAAABAo/Sf8LbjEJRDc/s1600/IMG_5150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487306274181480722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbT-75cARI/AAAAAAAABAo/Sf8LbjEJRDc/s400/IMG_5150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A girl's trip wouldn't be without Misty convincing Mom to highlight her hair.  Here they sit trying to make some watch bands too.  We love Misty because she always has a plan for us.  Without her we wouldn't get anything accomplished!  She's always the one with the list and knows how to make the most out of every second! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbTRExlyhI/AAAAAAAABAg/rmYWCk9z29I/s1600/IMG_5152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487305486290504210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbTRExlyhI/AAAAAAAABAg/rmYWCk9z29I/s400/IMG_5152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan also got to be part of the "girls"!  We convinced him to let us highlight his hair with Misty's left over.  We told him that we would cut it off if he didn't like it.  (the truth was that Grandma didn't have a razor, guess the joke was on him!)  What a good sport he played beauty shop with his aunts, but drew the line at painting his toenails.  I don't think the cows would have liked that much anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbTQX1F16I/AAAAAAAABAY/-DyaZjFPb4c/s1600/IMG_5154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487305474225592226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbTQX1F16I/AAAAAAAABAY/-DyaZjFPb4c/s400/IMG_5154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, we didn't know what we were doing....Sorry Logan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbTP77IlTI/AAAAAAAABAQ/mjo_4G0UFpk/s1600/IMG_5157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487305466734744882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbTP77IlTI/AAAAAAAABAQ/mjo_4G0UFpk/s400/IMG_5157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It doesn't look that bad.  I guess it could have been worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbTPcmG1VI/AAAAAAAABAI/XFVVtz8d0es/s1600/IMG_5159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487305458325050706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbTPcmG1VI/AAAAAAAABAI/XFVVtz8d0es/s400/IMG_5159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We worked all day making watch bands, necklaces, and bracelets.  Misty I think had had enough, she had just finished a project for the second or maybe third time, and went to tied it and the string snapped sending beads all over the floor.  I have never seen a grown-up throw a tantrum like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbTO8tvOWI/AAAAAAAABAA/Ouc_4U2IyzI/s1600/IMG_5163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487305449767123298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbTO8tvOWI/AAAAAAAABAA/Ouc_4U2IyzI/s400/IMG_5163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad helped entertain Jackie for me.  So glad he loves little girls.  Especially ones that don't talk back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-6192610756123372860?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6192610756123372860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=6192610756123372860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6192610756123372860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6192610756123372860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/06/annual-yost-girls-trip.html' title='Annual Yost Girls Trip'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbUAT1v7aI/AAAAAAAABBI/qYflpJIg84Y/s72-c/IMG_5142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-9217393830252377680</id><published>2010-05-31T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:54:09.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom Goes on Strike!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To all the Moms out there....do you ever get sick spending your days cooking meals that no one will eat?  All week the response to my meals have been, " Yuck.  It's gooey.  It tastes like Chicken.  On and On and On.  I do not pride myself in fixing my family breakfast every morning, mainly because unless it's pancakes no one will eat it.  Well this special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; morning I got up and fixed scrambled eggs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hash browns&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sausage&lt;/span&gt;, and got the usual.  I don't like that kind of sausage.  I hate eggs.  I don't like cheese in my eggs....so I announced I was on strike and that I would not be cooking anymore that day.   The response was one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt;.  They spent the rest of the morning planning their menu.  I thought okay let them plan and fix and clean-up.  Before church I made sure the dishwasher was full.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt; decided to make tacos.  Got the hamburger out of the freezer to thaw during church.  After church they got right to work cooking hamburger for the tacos, but when they went to get taco seasoning we were all out!  (Yes, I know I could have put some spices together, but remember I was on strike and was laying on the couch watching cartoons, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; ignoring their whining pleas!) Notice the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;modge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;podge&lt;/span&gt; of spices in the background.  I think Jeremy convinced them that plain hamburger would be best.  They accomplished the hamburger, and got the table set, but forgot to prepare lettuce, tomatoes, cheese.....More to it than they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;originally&lt;/span&gt; planned.  Okay they did a great job, but I still had to tell them all through dinner how dry my taco was, and that I didn't like the brown part of the lettuce, and that the tomatoes were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;smashed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;gushy&lt;/span&gt;...I'm not sure they got the point because after all "These are the best tacos ever!"  To bad they had to clean-up dinner, and empty that full dishwasher too.   Will they complain again?  Probably, because they had a blast and think they need to do it again real soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBGulv2fF6I/AAAAAAAAA94/UmWFgSDY0O4/s1600/may+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354185009993634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBGulv2fF6I/AAAAAAAAA94/UmWFgSDY0O4/s400/may+2010+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBGuk4TqgTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/CNEnOZTYVR0/s1600/may+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354170099990834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBGuk4TqgTI/AAAAAAAAA9w/CNEnOZTYVR0/s400/may+2010+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Green Beans and Tacos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBGukiVeCvI/AAAAAAAAA9o/VM3V5UTZL_g/s1600/may+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354164201982706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBGukiVeCvI/AAAAAAAAA9o/VM3V5UTZL_g/s400/may+2010+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBGukD1JFoI/AAAAAAAAA9g/nm0ZK6Nwuu0/s1600/may+2010+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354156013328002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBGukD1JFoI/AAAAAAAAA9g/nm0ZK6Nwuu0/s400/may+2010+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-9217393830252377680?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/9217393830252377680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=9217393830252377680&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/9217393830252377680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/9217393830252377680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/05/mom-goes-on-strike.html' title='Mom Goes on Strike!!!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBGulv2fF6I/AAAAAAAAA94/UmWFgSDY0O4/s72-c/may+2010+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4537461380730045505</id><published>2010-05-21T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T21:21:32.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Payge's First Grade Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbPXEJl-pI/AAAAAAAAA_4/yY6-JggTi0M/s1600/baylee2010_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487301191155448466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbPXEJl-pI/AAAAAAAAA_4/yY6-JggTi0M/s400/baylee2010_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First Grade was a great year for Payge. She got a lot of positive attention, which she totally soaked-up! Payge had Mrs. Merchant for her teacher, and in my opinion was teachers pet. Payge was awesome in reading and earned 130 A.R. points, the highest in the whole first grade! Payge taught herself to read at night when she should have been fast asleep she stayed-up and read a Dick and Jane book that Grandma Sherry gave us. She has lots of friends even with her sassy attitude! I think her first grade crush was either Jaxson or Skyler...although she says that all the boys think she is "hot"?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbO_6x7wwI/AAAAAAAAA_w/jXjDpNUq_Q0/s1600/baylee2010_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487300793503302402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbO_6x7wwI/AAAAAAAAA_w/jXjDpNUq_Q0/s400/baylee2010_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbO_RBX4vI/AAAAAAAAA_o/3Z2ciRWDL5s/s1600/bayleereportcard_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487300782293770994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbO_RBX4vI/AAAAAAAAA_o/3Z2ciRWDL5s/s400/bayleereportcard_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbO-yT_qhI/AAAAAAAAA_g/C7CCYxpnLxQ/s1600/IMG_5117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487300774050376210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbO-yT_qhI/AAAAAAAAA_g/C7CCYxpnLxQ/s400/IMG_5117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbO-cgF02I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/IOc-JMCKTH8/s1600/IMG_5118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487300768195531618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbO-cgF02I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/IOc-JMCKTH8/s400/IMG_5118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbO9sTnmJI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/cwh9EEcQa7s/s1600/IMG_5119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487300755258316946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbO9sTnmJI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/cwh9EEcQa7s/s400/IMG_5119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-4537461380730045505?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4537461380730045505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4537461380730045505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4537461380730045505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4537461380730045505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/06/payges-first-grade-year.html' title='Payge&apos;s First Grade Year'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TCbPXEJl-pI/AAAAAAAAA_4/yY6-JggTi0M/s72-c/baylee2010_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4585579971831768217</id><published>2010-05-21T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T21:22:36.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baylee's Fourth Grade Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed her fourth grade year Some of this years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;highlights&lt;/span&gt; were... Idaho History, Harry Potter, new friends, and Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hyndman&lt;/span&gt; as her teacher, getting 130 AR points, and popcorn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fridays&lt;/span&gt;. Mom thinks her fourth grade crush was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jett&lt;/span&gt;, although she would probably deny it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb2cJz2QeI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Km9KqF3-1-g/s1600/baylee2010_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482840559900312034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb2cJz2QeI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Km9KqF3-1-g/s400/baylee2010_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb2bscJpeI/AAAAAAAAA-g/GrHMKWxACvw/s1600/baylee2010_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482840552016291298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb2bscJpeI/AAAAAAAAA-g/GrHMKWxACvw/s400/baylee2010_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb2a3TtxbI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/AXWVS_ePQ3U/s1600/IMG_4643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482840537753830834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb2a3TtxbI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/AXWVS_ePQ3U/s400/IMG_4643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482842564208642354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb4Q0cMSTI/AAAAAAAAA_I/Q8_TqhYSSZg/s400/bayleereportcard_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb4P2S15eI/AAAAAAAAA-4/_-cgVHJN6Bo/s1600/IMG_4926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482842547526428130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb4P2S15eI/AAAAAAAAA-4/_-cgVHJN6Bo/s400/IMG_4926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb4Pc7zk9I/AAAAAAAAA-w/97OkrYDBbOA/s1600/IMG_4907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482842540718920658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb4Pc7zk9I/AAAAAAAAA-w/97OkrYDBbOA/s400/IMG_4907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; made a book about Soda Springs for her Idaho History Project. She spent the day touring around and taking picture dressed as a pioneer. It was fun for both her and me to learn a little bit more about were my mom grew-up and her parents lived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-4585579971831768217?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4585579971831768217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4585579971831768217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4585579971831768217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4585579971831768217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/06/baylees-fourth-grade-year.html' title='Baylee&apos;s Fourth Grade Year'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TBb2cJz2QeI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Km9KqF3-1-g/s72-c/baylee2010_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-8709766709760906174</id><published>2010-05-12T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:19:44.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maggy has had so much fun this year in Preschool. It was the best money that Jeremy and I have ever spent. Maggy LOVED every minute that she spent with leading edge preschool. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; she/we loved it so much she's going back next year too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf6AuMtlKI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/DqB1eGlF89E/s1600/IMG_5002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478622362027791522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf6AuMtlKI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/DqB1eGlF89E/s400/IMG_5002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf6AVwLuaI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/aaaIc3CAtYw/s1600/IMG_5000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478622355465681314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf6AVwLuaI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/aaaIc3CAtYw/s400/IMG_5000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of the end of the year gift that Maggy helped me make her teachers. She was so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf6ABbqMAI/AAAAAAAAA9I/UH46oJ_8mWs/s1600/IMG_5003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478622350010888194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf6ABbqMAI/AAAAAAAAA9I/UH46oJ_8mWs/s400/IMG_5003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggy went to Leading Edge Preschool without being able to write or read her name. At the end of Preschool she could recognize her written name, write her name, and recognize most of the alphabet. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; adores Mrs. Thompson, Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lusk&lt;/span&gt;, and Ms. Boyd, and so do I they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; amazing! Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; much for all your love and all your hard work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf4xYEHOtI/AAAAAAAAA9A/h8oTy_kOTeI/s1600/May+2010+125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478620998876478162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf4xYEHOtI/AAAAAAAAA9A/h8oTy_kOTeI/s400/May+2010+125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf4wp3huJI/AAAAAAAAA84/gN0ZKTJXauQ/s1600/May+2010+121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478620986475657362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf4wp3huJI/AAAAAAAAA84/gN0ZKTJXauQ/s400/May+2010+121.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/6776888499382794785-8709766709760906174?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8709766709760906174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=8709766709760906174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8709766709760906174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8709766709760906174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/05/preschool-graduation.html' title='Preschool Graduation'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf6AuMtlKI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/DqB1eGlF89E/s72-c/IMG_5002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-8111358926562530131</id><published>2010-05-12T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:19:24.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Older</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't believe that my Baby is a year old! This past year went FAST! I must be getting old! Taby started her special day cuddling in bed with Mom. (I think that was more for me.) Then a bath, and got dressed in a new cute outfit that Roni sent her from Cleveland. (Thanks Roni!) Tabytha finished her day off with presents and a visit from Grandma Sherry and Grandpa Gordon. We had cake and a small BBQ, then it was off to Maggy's preschool graduation. We got Taby a cute little stroller to push around hoping that it will help and motivate her to walk. Right now she has no interest in walking, and would rather scoot on her bum. We love you Taby, squeals and all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf08wnEpsI/AAAAAAAAA8w/3a_6LDFxc5I/s1600/May+2010+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478616796397610690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf08wnEpsI/AAAAAAAAA8w/3a_6LDFxc5I/s400/May+2010+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf08a6q5uI/AAAAAAAAA8o/spFgWOfms9M/s1600/IMG_5059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478616790574229218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf08a6q5uI/AAAAAAAAA8o/spFgWOfms9M/s400/IMG_5059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf08EGvd9I/AAAAAAAAA8g/FkGztFl7P70/s1600/IMG_5033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478616784450844626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf08EGvd9I/AAAAAAAAA8g/FkGztFl7P70/s400/IMG_5033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf07pVIyrI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/qlnBwCd41ZM/s1600/IMG_5040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478616777263467186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf07pVIyrI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/qlnBwCd41ZM/s400/IMG_5040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf07avJsgI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/8Z3_nqoOHDI/s1600/IMG_5045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478616773346046466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf07avJsgI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/8Z3_nqoOHDI/s400/IMG_5045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-8111358926562530131?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8111358926562530131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=8111358926562530131&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8111358926562530131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8111358926562530131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-year-older.html' title='One Year Older'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAf08wnEpsI/AAAAAAAAA8w/3a_6LDFxc5I/s72-c/May+2010+065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4119041033259890196</id><published>2010-05-09T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:00:59.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baylee's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAciBqL84cI/AAAAAAAAA8I/LTDII9bqW0M/s1600/IMG_4981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478384883619127746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAciBqL84cI/AAAAAAAAA8I/LTDII9bqW0M/s400/IMG_4981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little girl is getting so grown-up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; turned 10 today. It's so hard to believe that ten years have passed since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; came into our family. Ten years ago our lives changed forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ten Things we Love About &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We love her take charge attitude.&lt;br /&gt;2. Her Photographic Memory&lt;br /&gt;3. Her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; to become a "Woman"&lt;br /&gt;4. Her obsession with Taylor Swift &amp;amp; Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Baylee's&lt;/span&gt; mothering abilities&lt;br /&gt;6. Her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;aversion&lt;/span&gt; to playing outdoors&lt;br /&gt;7. Her fondness of meat...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ewww&lt;/span&gt; Mom, it's gooey&lt;br /&gt;8. Her Responsibility&lt;br /&gt;9. Her Love of Gardening and flowers&lt;br /&gt;10. She'll always be our first little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt;, got big girl gifts this year for her birthday. Her room redone, a hair straightener, and a book about "Growing-up." A few days later I questioned the book as she asked me when we were going to get her a bra. I just about choked on my own spit! I'm not ready for her to be that grown-up yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAciBUlKzSI/AAAAAAAAA8A/FiwFh0cfmeE/s1600/May+2010+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478384877819317538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAciBUlKzSI/AAAAAAAAA8A/FiwFh0cfmeE/s400/May+2010+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478384871149144658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAciA7u4ClI/AAAAAAAAA74/M-FbwOSOPio/s400/May+2010+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAciATsL92I/AAAAAAAAA7w/zgp52HgAth4/s1600/IMG_4984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478384860400449378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAciATsL92I/AAAAAAAAA7w/zgp52HgAth4/s400/IMG_4984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAch_5eO7TI/AAAAAAAAA7o/ZYDo2vbpjNc/s1600/IMG_4991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478384853362601266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAch_5eO7TI/AAAAAAAAA7o/ZYDo2vbpjNc/s400/IMG_4991.JPG" border="0" /&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/6776888499382794785-4119041033259890196?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4119041033259890196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4119041033259890196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4119041033259890196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4119041033259890196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/06/baylees-birthday.html' title='Baylee&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAciBqL84cI/AAAAAAAAA8I/LTDII9bqW0M/s72-c/IMG_4981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-453622721326194437</id><published>2010-05-08T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T13:45:32.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulling Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Payge just makes me smile. She has been waiting, and waiting to lose another tooth. She really wanted to pull this tooth with pliers, but when that didn't work she found the dental floss and brought it to me. Wrong thing. I don't do teeth, so she had to wait for her dad to help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAiVlsrS1I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/mJCeHUe9yQM/s1600/IMG_4960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476414901174618962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAiVlsrS1I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/mJCeHUe9yQM/s400/IMG_4960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad tied a string around Payge's tooth upon her request!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAiVXy98dI/AAAAAAAAA6I/-ezteVa4_-8/s1600/IMG_4963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476414897442910674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAiVXy98dI/AAAAAAAAA6I/-ezteVa4_-8/s400/IMG_4963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was so excited and had this plan that she would slam the door all by herself and the tooth would be pulled out. Well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAh89CNtUI/AAAAAAAAA6A/DjPHl8e2GqU/s1600/IMG_4964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476414477942240578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAh89CNtUI/AAAAAAAAA6A/DjPHl8e2GqU/s400/IMG_4964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They tied the string to the door knob and Payge very gingerly pushed the door closed, while walking forward. Plan "A" was not successful. So Jeremy told her he needed to tie the string better, and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAh8WDpEhI/AAAAAAAAA54/lEuP8IW9Sb4/s1600/IMG_4965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476414467479245330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAh8WDpEhI/AAAAAAAAA54/lEuP8IW9Sb4/s400/IMG_4965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BAM!!!! Slammed the door with his foot catching us all off guard. I didn't even get a picture of the door slamming! Plan "B" did work and Payge's tooth went flying to the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAh8HM1TfI/AAAAAAAAA5w/tRybHzHiW-w/s1600/IMG_4972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476414463491263986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAh8HM1TfI/AAAAAAAAA5w/tRybHzHiW-w/s400/IMG_4972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think next time she will wait until the tooth is a little loser. (We did try and tell her.) I'm pretty sure it hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAh7kKtsVI/AAAAAAAAA5o/57xFN27ES1U/s1600/IMG_4974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476414454087135570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAh7kKtsVI/AAAAAAAAA5o/57xFN27ES1U/s400/IMG_4974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now when she comes up stairs dressed like "Payge" she doesn't look like a clown, but a hillbilly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAh7LAkFfI/AAAAAAAAA5g/LGHRrYBYDiY/s1600/IMG_4970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476414447333676530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAh7LAkFfI/AAAAAAAAA5g/LGHRrYBYDiY/s400/IMG_4970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The toothfairy didn't come to Payge that night, because her room was so messy that she couldn't find her way to her bed. She had to wait until the next day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-453622721326194437?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/453622721326194437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=453622721326194437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/453622721326194437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/453622721326194437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/05/pulling-teeth.html' title='Pulling Teeth'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAiVlsrS1I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/mJCeHUe9yQM/s72-c/IMG_4960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4823988098001108469</id><published>2010-05-03T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T13:46:06.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Room Makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAmDs01Y4I/AAAAAAAAA6w/aUKRsP-WxcY/s1600/IMG_4952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476418991896748930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAmDs01Y4I/AAAAAAAAA6w/aUKRsP-WxcY/s400/IMG_4952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Sherry and Grandpa Gordon promised Baylee a room makeover for her birthday. We planned for months and convinced Grandpa to come help with his mighty man power. Baylee wanted purple so she picked a very pretty color and we painted. We took the nasty flowered wallpaper down, replaced the curtains, and gave everything a new coat of paint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAmDNr0ZFI/AAAAAAAAA6o/uP47F9XHz88/s1600/IMG_4948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476418983537435730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAmDNr0ZFI/AAAAAAAAA6o/uP47F9XHz88/s400/IMG_4948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my special project. This is a very old dresser that my Mom and Dad had while I was growing-up. Dad said that it couldn't be painted, and even if it could he thought I would never finish it. Well, I kind of took it as a challenge. Here is the finished product. Looks like a brand new dresser! Phew, I really did finish one whole project! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAmC5gD1nI/AAAAAAAAA6g/w9xxJfDmJ2U/s1600/IMG_4950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476418978119407218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAmC5gD1nI/AAAAAAAAA6g/w9xxJfDmJ2U/s400/IMG_4950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my Dad's project. This is the mirror that sat on top of the dresser. Dad rolled his eyes and didn't think that this could be painted. Mom and I rolled our eyes because we thought that it was just plain UGLY! Dad convinced us to hang it on the wall so Baylee would have somewhere to keep all of her stuff. Okay Dad you were right like you always are. (Even though you did call me an idiot I guess I deserved it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAmCQxLmpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/VbcNGjkH8R0/s1600/IMG_4951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476418967185365650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAmCQxLmpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/VbcNGjkH8R0/s400/IMG_4951.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/6776888499382794785-4823988098001108469?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4823988098001108469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4823988098001108469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4823988098001108469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4823988098001108469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/05/total-room-makeover.html' title='Total Room Makeover'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAmDs01Y4I/AAAAAAAAA6w/aUKRsP-WxcY/s72-c/IMG_4952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-1924110896751565349</id><published>2010-04-19T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T13:48:07.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Got My Ears Pierced</title><content type='html'>This year Baylee has worked so hard in school. At the beginning of the year I told her if she got 100 AR points that she could get her ears pierced. This was a big deal for Baylee cause she doesn't enjoy reading all that much. I have to say that this school year change that for Baylee, she now reads all the time, and is on book #4 of Harry Potter. I couldn't be prouder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAdyj7-VqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Xn1VCEpxHPE/s1600/IMG_4871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476409901359978146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAdyj7-VqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Xn1VCEpxHPE/s400/IMG_4871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAdyWfnZDI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Z1WymnUDvqA/s1600/IMG_4867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476409897751372850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAdyWfnZDI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Z1WymnUDvqA/s400/IMG_4867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAdc0kTEnI/AAAAAAAAA44/KiszN2lftlQ/s1600/IMG_4863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476409527866954354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAdc0kTEnI/AAAAAAAAA44/KiszN2lftlQ/s400/IMG_4863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAdcjD_p4I/AAAAAAAAA4w/sT0MIzrw4XE/s1600/IMG_4862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476409523168061314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAdcjD_p4I/AAAAAAAAA4w/sT0MIzrw4XE/s400/IMG_4862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAdcCEtYSI/AAAAAAAAA4o/G8VJJ-T8Dio/s1600/IMG_4869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476409514312687906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAdcCEtYSI/AAAAAAAAA4o/G8VJJ-T8Dio/s400/IMG_4869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We planned a trip to the mall after school, and about a hour before she came home I got a phone call, "Mom, my stomach hurts because I'm so nervous about getting my ears pierced." I reassured her that we didn't have to do it, but she said she was excited and wanted to. I thought once we got to the mall Baylee would chicken out. She is what you might call a "Wimp." I kept telling her that once she got the first ear done, she would have to do both! After the first ear, she looked up and said, "that wasn't too bad." The second ear must have hurt a little more cause she jumped and had a pained look on her face. The day was a hit, without a single tear! &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/6776888499382794785-1924110896751565349?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1924110896751565349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=1924110896751565349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1924110896751565349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1924110896751565349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-got-my-ears-pierced.html' title='Just Got My Ears Pierced'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/TAAdyj7-VqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/Xn1VCEpxHPE/s72-c/IMG_4871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-39989813808989733</id><published>2010-04-18T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T08:32:47.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This explains it all. It's my party...and I'll make my own cake...and I'll buy my own present....and the older you get the less birthdays are memorable. Just think, by the time I'm 50, April 18 will be completely obsolete and be remove from the calendar year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S__gKorlzfI/AAAAAAAAA4g/bnCfySzlRlg/s1600/IMG_4858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476342145229377010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S__gKorlzfI/AAAAAAAAA4g/bnCfySzlRlg/s400/IMG_4858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taby was quite sad that her cake was gone. I thought she was sad cause her mommy was just getting older. Go figure, it was the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S__fjTZd-0I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/OC5JbJ7vmds/s1600/IMG_4854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S__fjTZd-0I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/OC5JbJ7vmds/s400/IMG_4854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a beauty I know, and yes the three candles do represent 32, just use your imagination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really my birthday was pretty good. A nice Sunday at home. What more could anyone ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-39989813808989733?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/39989813808989733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=39989813808989733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/39989813808989733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/39989813808989733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/05/moms-birthday.html' title='Mom&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S__gKorlzfI/AAAAAAAAA4g/bnCfySzlRlg/s72-c/IMG_4858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-6179309189188334876</id><published>2010-04-17T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T13:46:31.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the funnest parts of the trip to Twin Falls was swimming in the hotel swimming pool. It was a great fun time with lots of squeals and splashes. Grandma Green was a real trooper and swam both Friday night and Saturday night with all the grand kids. It was nice to see everyone having so much fun!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S__cUOVP87I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/KRIIuGBNzAM/s1600/IMG_4847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476337911908529074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S__cUOVP87I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/KRIIuGBNzAM/s400/IMG_4847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taby was quite the attention grabber. There were people in the lobby looking through the window laughing at her as she played in the swimming pool with the goggles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S__cTsYeobI/AAAAAAAAA4I/3uiHlTVa4PY/s1600/IMG_4839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476337902795268530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S__cTsYeobI/AAAAAAAAA4I/3uiHlTVa4PY/s400/IMG_4839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though Taby loves the bath tub it took her a little while to catch on to the swimming pool experience. After awhile she started to like it and I'm sure by the end of the summer will LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_cUrIPN1AI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Ef6vj9d-4LU/s1600/IMG_4835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473866603270362114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_cUrIPN1AI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Ef6vj9d-4LU/s400/IMG_4835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hot Tubbin' with Grandma....and only Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_cUqB1L-8I/AAAAAAAAA3g/ZhGhQlSxNVA/s1600/IMG_4834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473866584370707394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_cUqB1L-8I/AAAAAAAAA3g/ZhGhQlSxNVA/s400/IMG_4834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_cUprLuh0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6JEphA8vJKg/s1600/IMG_4826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473866578291230530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_cUprLuh0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6JEphA8vJKg/s400/IMG_4826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy isn't in love with the water. She hung to the steps most of the time. You could say that she was chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_cUpPBCb1I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fzF0ME_4o_A/s1600/IMG_4804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473866570730205010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_cUpPBCb1I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fzF0ME_4o_A/s400/IMG_4804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big sister Baylee. What great help. What would I do without her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_cUossY0pI/AAAAAAAAA3I/rTdIib2wSUI/s1600/IMG_4792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473866561516786322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_cUossY0pI/AAAAAAAAA3I/rTdIib2wSUI/s400/IMG_4792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-6179309189188334876?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6179309189188334876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=6179309189188334876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6179309189188334876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6179309189188334876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/05/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S__cUOVP87I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/KRIIuGBNzAM/s72-c/IMG_4847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2295972260548095772</id><published>2010-04-17T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:18:25.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_aqz7wAH_I/AAAAAAAAA14/4BAUjfnezmk/s1600/DSC_4484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_aqz7wAH_I/AAAAAAAAA14/4BAUjfnezmk/s400/DSC_4484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Pictures...not my favorite thing in the world, but we had help choosing clothing and colors and the opportunity was given to us.  We have not had family pictures taken since Payge was about Tabytha's age so I guess it was about time.  Thanks to Aunt Bonnie the girls had beautiful fun new dresses to wear for pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_aq0ZJCXrI/AAAAAAAAA2A/5jmIZVTHTW8/s1600/DSC_4523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_aq0ZJCXrI/AAAAAAAAA2A/5jmIZVTHTW8/s400/DSC_4523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baylee Age 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_aq0kqmZZI/AAAAAAAAA2I/TjG5TX_XCEE/s1600/DSC_4446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_aq0kqmZZI/AAAAAAAAA2I/TjG5TX_XCEE/s400/DSC_4446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Payge age 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_a7nvNyNYI/AAAAAAAAA3A/UW8YO-t6TLQ/s1600/DSC_4297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473768688478991746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_a7nvNyNYI/AAAAAAAAA3A/UW8YO-t6TLQ/s400/DSC_4297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green Family Back Row:&lt;/strong&gt; Dawn, Tabytha, Jeremy, Barbra, David, Christain, Rob, Lucy, Elise, Hillori, &lt;strong&gt;Middle:&lt;/strong&gt; Payge, Baylee, Audry, Ashton  Sitting &lt;strong&gt;Front:&lt;/strong&gt; Bonnie, Eric, Neil, Ryan, Caranna &lt;strong&gt;Front Row:&lt;/strong&gt; Bill, Austin, Aiden, Leanna, Canton, Oran, Tate &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_a7nYy2lHI/AAAAAAAAA24/Huc_ZzYYao8/s1600/DSC_4524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473768682460451954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_a7nYy2lHI/AAAAAAAAA24/Huc_ZzYYao8/s400/DSC_4524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maggy Age 4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_a7nCWc8dI/AAAAAAAAA2w/UEGpDhjlg88/s1600/DSC_4511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473768676435751378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_a7nCWc8dI/AAAAAAAAA2w/UEGpDhjlg88/s400/DSC_4511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tabytha 11 Months (yes I always have this dirty look!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_aqziBCbkI/AAAAAAAAA1w/4U7L0zNsJKs/s1600/DSC_4964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_aqziBCbkI/AAAAAAAAA1w/4U7L0zNsJKs/s400/DSC_4964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Last but not least was the reason for the celebration!  Bill (4) and Austin (5) Green were sealed to Bonnie and Eric in the Twin Falls Temple.  What sweet, fun, ADORABLE little boys!  They couldn't have a better Mom and Dad as Bonnie and Eric, and nobody deserves these two sweet boys more than they do.  It just goes to prove the fact that, the best things come to those who wait.  Like Bonnie said, "They even came potty trained!"  Welcome to the Green Family Bill and Austin we love you already!&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/6776888499382794785-2295972260548095772?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2295972260548095772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2295972260548095772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2295972260548095772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2295972260548095772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/04/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_aqz7wAH_I/AAAAAAAAA14/4BAUjfnezmk/s72-c/DSC_4484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-6953799338015944163</id><published>2010-04-14T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T08:08:51.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Each Life That Touches Ours for Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy and I have been certified as foster parents for 2 years now and just the other day got a call asking if we would be willing to help out a newborn baby girl. How could I say no to that? I know that it was a crazy move given the fact that we have four girls of our own, Taby being the youngest at 10 1/2 months. We gave it a try and so far it has been very busy but rewarding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8aEJ3JG-JI/AAAAAAAAAzI/1Tvj5nGyWr8/s1600/jackie++fixed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460196903189149842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8aEJ3JG-JI/AAAAAAAAAzI/1Tvj5nGyWr8/s400/jackie++fixed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a sweet tiny, little thing she is. So mild mannered, and a welcome addition to our family for a little while. The trick is trying not to become to attached. (Good Luck, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8aEJqCJGqI/AAAAAAAAAzA/VC90jEgmUhE/s1600/Jackie+fixed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460196899670268578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8aEJqCJGqI/AAAAAAAAAzA/VC90jEgmUhE/s400/Jackie+fixed2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tabytha adores her and won't leave her a lone. We have to be very careful to keep her out of arms reach. Taby will pull her blanket to get closer to the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8aEJERrUwI/AAAAAAAAAy4/aGcne7BVdL4/s1600/Jackiefixed3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460196889534878466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8aEJERrUwI/AAAAAAAAAy4/aGcne7BVdL4/s400/Jackiefixed3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves giving her kisses. I wish that she loved giving me kisses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each Life That Touches Ours for Good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each life that touches ours for good reflects thine own great mercy, Lord; thou sendest blessings from above the words and deeds of those who love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What greater gift dost thou bestow, what greater goodness can we know than Christ-like friends, whose gentle ways strengthen our faith, enrich our days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When such a friend from us departs, we hold forever in our hearts a sweet and hallowed memory, bringing us nearer, Lord, to thee.&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/6776888499382794785-6953799338015944163?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6953799338015944163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=6953799338015944163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6953799338015944163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6953799338015944163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/04/each-life-that-touches-ours-for-good.html' title='Each Life That Touches Ours for Good'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8aEJ3JG-JI/AAAAAAAAAzI/1Tvj5nGyWr8/s72-c/jackie++fixed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-259478911082189811</id><published>2010-04-11T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T12:44:59.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Waffles for Breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LqwFgMIaI/AAAAAAAAA1g/0ATH9hRGDZw/s1600/IMG_4776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472694609040384418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LqwFgMIaI/AAAAAAAAA1g/0ATH9hRGDZw/s400/IMG_4776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waffles are a favorite at our house. It doesn't even have to be breakfast time. Any type of pancake/waffle will get gobbled-up at our house. I think that this is a "green gene." Meaning that I grew-up eating eggs and bacon while Jeremy grew-up eating pancakes and waffles. To this day I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prefer&lt;/span&gt; eggs and bacon over the sweetness of pancakes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;any day&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LqvgW42dI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/7Yf0s4amJg8/s1600/IMG_4777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472694599069260242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LqvgW42dI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/7Yf0s4amJg8/s400/IMG_4777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy's our biggest pancake fan. She would eat them everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LqvdRdBII/AAAAAAAAA1Q/4D29FwPN4FY/s1600/IMG_4778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472694598241158274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LqvdRdBII/AAAAAAAAA1Q/4D29FwPN4FY/s400/IMG_4778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ryver&lt;/span&gt; to church with us today so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Raini&lt;/span&gt; and Scott could deal with some difficult things today. Again I'm so thankful for four beautiful girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LquyuHL5I/AAAAAAAAA1I/HNlzGjeapAg/s1600/IMG_4780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472694586818637714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LquyuHL5I/AAAAAAAAA1I/HNlzGjeapAg/s400/IMG_4780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting dressed in PJ's right after church is a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yost&lt;/span&gt; Gene" A Gene that I've passed on to the girl's. It does make it better since church is at 1 p.m. and it's just about bed time after dinner anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LquJoAIpI/AAAAAAAAA1A/MMxYQRnnfEk/s1600/IMG_4781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472694575787156114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LquJoAIpI/AAAAAAAAA1A/MMxYQRnnfEk/s400/IMG_4781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Taby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed her strawberry waffles. I think she even got a bath after!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-259478911082189811?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/259478911082189811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=259478911082189811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/259478911082189811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/259478911082189811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday-waffles-for-breakfast.html' title='Sunday Waffles for Breakfast'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LqwFgMIaI/AAAAAAAAA1g/0ATH9hRGDZw/s72-c/IMG_4776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-5977238843272294505</id><published>2010-04-04T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T08:32:10.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was the first Easter that we have spent at our house in many, many years. In fact this was the first Easter Maggy has had at home. Maggy wanted to go to Grandma Sherry and Grandpa Gordon's house because she was convinced that the Easter Bunny wouldn't know that we were at our own house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89fdi2_2zI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/EHSfgg2WMNo/s1600/IMG_4728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462689834202028850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89fdi2_2zI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/EHSfgg2WMNo/s400/IMG_4728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89fdLYbjeI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ayCZUCLYEYc/s1600/IMG_4729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462689827899805154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89fdLYbjeI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ayCZUCLYEYc/s400/IMG_4729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89fc7OGx4I/AAAAAAAAA0I/8YXG72qJXiI/s1600/IMG_4731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462689823561533314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89fc7OGx4I/AAAAAAAAA0I/8YXG72qJXiI/s400/IMG_4731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89fcZcZn1I/AAAAAAAAA0A/eWYuovtO7pQ/s1600/IMG_4732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462689814494682962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89fcZcZn1I/AAAAAAAAA0A/eWYuovtO7pQ/s400/IMG_4732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89fcNP8_tI/AAAAAAAAAz4/b-8xwxi3VFw/s1600/IMG_4737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462689811221249746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89fcNP8_tI/AAAAAAAAAz4/b-8xwxi3VFw/s400/IMG_4737.JPG" border="0" /&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/6776888499382794785-5977238843272294505?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5977238843272294505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=5977238843272294505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5977238843272294505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5977238843272294505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89fdi2_2zI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/EHSfgg2WMNo/s72-c/IMG_4728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-588214451860525137</id><published>2010-04-04T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T08:31:28.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Eggciting"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LnAbmV1bI/AAAAAAAAA04/LOCK90KbH14/s1600/IMG_4764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472690491803162034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LnAbmV1bI/AAAAAAAAA04/LOCK90KbH14/s400/IMG_4764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Easter morning. Just about as good as Christmas morning without all the hype. It was a very special Easter. It was General Conference Weekend, and we could just enjoy the whole day as a family. The kids all got new church shoes and enough candy to keep them busy and quiet all day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_Lm_1NI9_I/AAAAAAAAA0w/xvV2djET1tc/s1600/IMG_4770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472690481496913906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_Lm_1NI9_I/AAAAAAAAA0w/xvV2djET1tc/s400/IMG_4770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taby wasn't to interested in anything until we put the eggs in a box and then she wanted to play. She would take them in and out of the box, thinking that this was "hot" stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_Lm_U6ymII/AAAAAAAAA0o/d2Y14u41Vbc/s1600/IMG_4761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472690472830015618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_Lm_U6ymII/AAAAAAAAA0o/d2Y14u41Vbc/s400/IMG_4761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My girls are so easy to please. Give them a pen and a new tablet and they think they've died and gone to heaven. I hope they always stay this low maintenance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_Lm_OyZ37I/AAAAAAAAA0g/W0-CehIH3Ak/s1600/IMG_4753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472690471184228274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_Lm_OyZ37I/AAAAAAAAA0g/W0-CehIH3Ak/s400/IMG_4753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taby liked eating the hard boiled eggs. It's a good thing since we boiled 3 dozen. Someone better eat them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-588214451860525137?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/588214451860525137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=588214451860525137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/588214451860525137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/588214451860525137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/04/eggciting.html' title='&quot;Eggciting&quot;'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S_LnAbmV1bI/AAAAAAAAA04/LOCK90KbH14/s72-c/IMG_4764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-6695811340171023798</id><published>2010-03-30T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:19:28.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Improvement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89bIrH-vKI/AAAAAAAAAzw/V3RhIPIu5do/s1600/IMG_4714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462685077596978338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89bIrH-vKI/AAAAAAAAAzw/V3RhIPIu5do/s400/IMG_4714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The "Hot Tub Room" has been on the to-do-list since we moved into the house. Jeremy finally decided it was time "to-do" the room. Our plan is to remove the hot tub and redo the floor and the roof. The door also needs replacing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89bIGEDw0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/iaVwmiLa3p0/s1600/IMG_4713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462685067648418626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89bIGEDw0I/AAAAAAAAAzo/iaVwmiLa3p0/s400/IMG_4713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First chore is moving the freezer and extra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;refrigerator&lt;/span&gt;. Good thing I clean and organized the freezer so Dad could dump it all in the wheel barrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89bHoORoaI/AAAAAAAAAzg/-NDTwH2611o/s1600/IMG_4717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462685059638206882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89bHoORoaI/AAAAAAAAAzg/-NDTwH2611o/s400/IMG_4717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and Jeremy contemplating how this is going to be done. First they had to remove water from 2 years ago, and the dead mouse they found in the hot tub. YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89bHAaJ-sI/AAAAAAAAAzY/3WbqjFXTFb4/s1600/IMG_4715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462685048950618818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89bHAaJ-sI/AAAAAAAAAzY/3WbqjFXTFb4/s400/IMG_4715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next comes the demolition. Cutting the tub out with a saw and throwing it out the window. The kids were banished inside so they became spectators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89bGn1lprI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/iPS9sYL6Tec/s1600/IMG_4722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462685042354792114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89bGn1lprI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/iPS9sYL6Tec/s400/IMG_4722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the hot tub was removed Dad and Jer built a new floor and insulated the floor. I hope it helps keep things a little more regulated. They also got the door taken down, but soon found out the good ole Chuck put in the wrong sized door frame. So our nonhot tub room now is half finished without a door. Someday Jeremy will find the time to finish. I just hope it's sooner than later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-6695811340171023798?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6695811340171023798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=6695811340171023798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6695811340171023798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6695811340171023798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/04/home-improvement.html' title='Home Improvement'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S89bIrH-vKI/AAAAAAAAAzw/V3RhIPIu5do/s72-c/IMG_4714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2189780786048597585</id><published>2010-03-16T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T15:23:14.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Spring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maggy is our outside girl. She was so excited to be able to play outside. Almost all the snow is gone and it was warm and sunny so we spent the afternoon enjoying the fresh air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Y9xqW4-XI/AAAAAAAAAyY/NUg-vCooy88/s1600/IMG_4692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460119521626487154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Y9xqW4-XI/AAAAAAAAAyY/NUg-vCooy88/s400/IMG_4692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy is such a little talker. She will talk non-stop to anyone who is around to listen. Actually it doesn't even matter if they listen...she will still talk. She gets lonely while Baylee and Payge are at school. So today I played sidewalk chalk with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Y9xGT0JHI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/OG0W73PYFP8/s1600/IMG_4691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460119511949911154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Y9xGT0JHI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/OG0W73PYFP8/s400/IMG_4691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She has learned so much at preschool this year. She loves to write her name, and ask, "how do you spell...." then you have to spell the word really slow and at the end she will ask, "did I get all the numbers right?" silly girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Y9wkkuyyI/AAAAAAAAAyI/AcrwpLGPrYM/s1600/IMG_4693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460119502894058274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Y9wkkuyyI/AAAAAAAAAyI/AcrwpLGPrYM/s400/IMG_4693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Practicing writing her ABC's. At the beginning of preschool she couldn't even spell or recognize her name. Now she is one smart cookie, spelling her name and writing most of the alphabet all by herself! It's amazing how fast these little ones can learn.&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/6776888499382794785-2189780786048597585?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2189780786048597585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2189780786048597585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2189780786048597585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2189780786048597585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-it-spring.html' title='Is It Spring?'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Y9xqW4-XI/AAAAAAAAAyY/NUg-vCooy88/s72-c/IMG_4692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-8292650631050756968</id><published>2010-02-20T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T08:10:08.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sledding with the Yost Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know we are a beautiful clan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sadly&lt;/span&gt; this is also an awesome family picture for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yost's&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TnekBY9UI/AAAAAAAAAx4/hqIhiiBmGVg/s1600/Sledding+2010+129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459743160531481922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TnekBY9UI/AAAAAAAAAx4/hqIhiiBmGVg/s400/Sledding+2010+129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For the first time in two years my whole family was able to get together for a weekend and play in the snow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kera&lt;/span&gt; and her family from Boise, Misty and clan from Montana, and Raini and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I's&lt;/span&gt; family traveled clear from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rigby&lt;/span&gt;! Mom and Dad's house was the happening place. What a beautiful valley we grew-up in. How blessed I am to share this piece of heaven with my kids today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Y7AEOeuJI/AAAAAAAAAyA/MAgojYDvXJg/s1600/Sledding+2010+131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460116470553819282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Y7AEOeuJI/AAAAAAAAAyA/MAgojYDvXJg/s400/Sledding+2010+131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Tnd-Qm5QI/AAAAAAAAAxo/dOEpkQHb6Ok/s1600/Sledding+2010+125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459743150394762498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Tnd-Qm5QI/AAAAAAAAAxo/dOEpkQHb6Ok/s400/Sledding+2010+125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremy pulling me back up the hill after a failed attempt at sledding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TndZA6aTI/AAAAAAAAAxg/jt-8RxmKzR0/s1600/Sledding+2010+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459743140396820786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TndZA6aTI/AAAAAAAAAxg/jt-8RxmKzR0/s400/Sledding+2010+126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Dad/Grandpa even enjoyed himself, because he wasn't stuck playing taxi. I think he finally realizes that grandsons and son-in-laws are good for somethings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TkPIKqtiI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/9UVn6ZlLrUU/s1600/Sledding+2010+124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459739596821280290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TkPIKqtiI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/9UVn6ZlLrUU/s400/Sledding+2010+124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tabytha&lt;/span&gt; sporting Dad's cool shades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TkOwmTgLI/AAAAAAAAAxI/dUFshCWUMNc/s1600/Sledding+2010+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459739590494748850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TkOwmTgLI/AAAAAAAAAxI/dUFshCWUMNc/s400/Sledding+2010+118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We even roasted hot dogs on the top of Fish Creek. Fun, Fun, after Scott and Grandma took over building the fire. Grandpa was never a boy scout and it was showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TkOIxurTI/AAAAAAAAAxA/niQ8kmH4UgM/s1600/Sledding+2010+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459739579805248818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TkOIxurTI/AAAAAAAAAxA/niQ8kmH4UgM/s400/Sledding+2010+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; and Levi with hot dogs in hand back out on the hill getting ready for some more fun. Levi and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; are such good friends. I think that Levi misses having a BOY to hang with, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; never tires of Levi's company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TkNo1VVTI/AAAAAAAAAw4/tDaEndjGwaI/s1600/Sledding+2010+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459739571230430514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TkNo1VVTI/AAAAAAAAAw4/tDaEndjGwaI/s400/Sledding+2010+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy looking all unimpressed. Buck-up little camper....hot dogs for lunch! Your favorite! Maggy reminds me of when I was a little girl unsure of just about everything. It took some convincing that sledding would be fun before she gave it a go. Even then I'm not sure she was that thrilled with the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TbJOEd4XI/AAAAAAAAAww/xnxrCsvm0-Q/s1600/Sledding+2010+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459729599722021234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TbJOEd4XI/AAAAAAAAAww/xnxrCsvm0-Q/s400/Sledding+2010+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just posing at the top watching all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TbIdZCb4I/AAAAAAAAAwo/M0L6SMSTrfY/s1600/Sledding+2010+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459729586654965634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TbIdZCb4I/AAAAAAAAAwo/M0L6SMSTrfY/s400/Sledding+2010+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful, rare picture of Grandma. We love you Mom. Thanks for the memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TbH0a-pZI/AAAAAAAAAwg/mV6aZ2rzOh8/s1600/Sledding+2010+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459729575657252242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TbH0a-pZI/AAAAAAAAAwg/mV6aZ2rzOh8/s400/Sledding+2010+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tabytha&lt;/span&gt; decked out in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ryver's&lt;/span&gt; winter gear. Thanks Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Raini&lt;/span&gt; for keeping me so warm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TbHclXJ2I/AAAAAAAAAwY/pADgcvMxpQQ/s1600/Sledding+2010+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459729569258350434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TbHclXJ2I/AAAAAAAAAwY/pADgcvMxpQQ/s400/Sledding+2010+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma leading the gang, showing them how it's done. Man, she sure has loosened up in her older years. Doing things now that she hated to do when we were little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TbG6JAH1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mSkNham29ho/s1600/Sledding+2010+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459729560012595026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TbG6JAH1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/mSkNham29ho/s400/Sledding+2010+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-8292650631050756968?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8292650631050756968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=8292650631050756968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8292650631050756968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8292650631050756968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/04/sledding-with-yost-family.html' title='Sledding with the Yost Family'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TnekBY9UI/AAAAAAAAAx4/hqIhiiBmGVg/s72-c/Sledding+2010+129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-1140843824522295670</id><published>2010-02-14T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T13:31:16.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>Valentines day this year fell on a Sunday, so we got to spend the whole day together as a family. This year we went all out for valentines day. I made the girls pillow cases and bought them much needed, new pillows. Dad gave them each a balloon and a gaint jaw breaker. See the total anticipation on their faces. As for next year....they'll probably get a card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TTBtg69BI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Ah5mUmzMI98/s1600/IMG_4664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459720674630890514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TTBtg69BI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Ah5mUmzMI98/s400/IMG_4664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TTBcnG-_I/AAAAAAAAAwA/oUpy7K_5vEk/s1600/IMG_4666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459720670093442034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TTBcnG-_I/AAAAAAAAAwA/oUpy7K_5vEk/s400/IMG_4666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TTA3YhpNI/AAAAAAAAAv4/niaTSdSgesU/s1600/IMG_4668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459720660100162770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TTA3YhpNI/AAAAAAAAAv4/niaTSdSgesU/s400/IMG_4668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TTAWOdU9I/AAAAAAAAAvw/mlw-_Q5-qCI/s1600/IMG_4672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459720651199566802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TTAWOdU9I/AAAAAAAAAvw/mlw-_Q5-qCI/s400/IMG_4672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TS_3DysrI/AAAAAAAAAvo/srKpDr9qwFc/s1600/IMG_4674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459720642833330866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TS_3DysrI/AAAAAAAAAvo/srKpDr9qwFc/s400/IMG_4674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-1140843824522295670?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1140843824522295670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=1140843824522295670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1140843824522295670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1140843824522295670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/04/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TTBtg69BI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Ah5mUmzMI98/s72-c/IMG_4664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-7229911586103315962</id><published>2010-02-12T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T13:32:07.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Payge Turns 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TLIRMcI9I/AAAAAAAAAvg/Gyzyaxri9W8/s1600/IMG_4645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459711991194854354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TLIRMcI9I/AAAAAAAAAvg/Gyzyaxri9W8/s400/IMG_4645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Payge is growing-up so fast. She is a tall, thin, beautiful little red head, who can drive you crazy one minute and melt your heart the next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TLHtSKVxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ul6ADGMx2K0/s1600/IMG_4661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459711981555177234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TLHtSKVxI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ul6ADGMx2K0/s400/IMG_4661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All Payge wanted for her birthday was the latest fad, a Zu Zu pet. In her words, "Zu Zu pets go here and there. Zu Zu pets go everywhere....dumb toys drive me nuts, but I swallowed my pride and bought Payge a Zu Zu pet for her birthday. At least it didn't cost much, and entertained them for hours. I remember when I was a little girl pretending that my pound puppy was a "real" pet dog. Well, Payge will remember having a "real" pretend pet hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TLHAhTwoI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/mJdhhdW4uLY/s1600/IMG_4653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459711969539113602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TLHAhTwoI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/mJdhhdW4uLY/s400/IMG_4653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Seven Things We Love About Payge!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Her abundant freckles...so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Her hoarding tendencies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Her love of being different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Payge is an awesome reader. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Payge's smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Payge's kookiness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Her fun personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TLGhV97RI/AAAAAAAAAvI/akWGhKFwGko/s1600/IMG_4640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459711961170046226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TLGhV97RI/AAAAAAAAAvI/akWGhKFwGko/s400/IMG_4640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Payge requested a smoothie for breakfast on her birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did she eat it? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-7229911586103315962?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/7229911586103315962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=7229911586103315962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7229911586103315962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7229911586103315962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/04/payge-turns-7.html' title='Payge Turns 7'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8TLIRMcI9I/AAAAAAAAAvg/Gyzyaxri9W8/s72-c/IMG_4645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4949073591862263506</id><published>2010-02-12T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T13:32:46.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth Grade Science Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SfME2oJhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/8vPtmqfHg5E/s1600/IMG_4643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459663678089995794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SfME2oJhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/8vPtmqfHg5E/s400/IMG_4643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little scientist at work again. She thought hard about this experiment and tested out her ideas all by herself. She picked three different stains: ketchup, grape jelly, and mustard, then washed each stain with a different soap to see what worked the best at removing the stains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she did a lot of work and was so disappointed that she didn't win. She'll always be a winner at our house. All her science projects get displayed in Dad's Jr. High classes room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SfLajNYlI/AAAAAAAAAu4/GNS3NSEe39o/s1600/IMG_4642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459663666734260818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SfLajNYlI/AAAAAAAAAu4/GNS3NSEe39o/s400/IMG_4642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SfLPlbC5I/AAAAAAAAAuw/9rD-YNCvdyY/s1600/IMG_4627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459663663790754706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SfLPlbC5I/AAAAAAAAAuw/9rD-YNCvdyY/s400/IMG_4627.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/6776888499382794785-4949073591862263506?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4949073591862263506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4949073591862263506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4949073591862263506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4949073591862263506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/04/fourth-grade-science-fair.html' title='Fourth Grade Science Fair'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SfME2oJhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/8vPtmqfHg5E/s72-c/IMG_4643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-1412625506147363766</id><published>2010-01-10T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T09:50:47.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rub a Dub Dub Taby's in the Tub!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SbgTh6xFI/AAAAAAAAAuo/8dNh_zO4QF4/s1600/IMG_4682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459659627580539986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SbgTh6xFI/AAAAAAAAAuo/8dNh_zO4QF4/s400/IMG_4682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing make Taby happier than a dip in the tub. She hears the water running in the bathroom and comes cruising into the bathroom to squeal in delight! She loves being naked and hates getting dressed. The smile says it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Sbf2XfshI/AAAAAAAAAug/yit8LkpfhPw/s1600/IMG_4686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459659619752194578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8Sbf2XfshI/AAAAAAAAAug/yit8LkpfhPw/s400/IMG_4686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I had a lot to do and didn't have time to sit in the bathroom to keep an eye on Taby in the tub, so she enjoyed her bath in the kitchen sink. I know how red neck can I be, but hey I got the floor vacuumed and had a happy baby girl in the process. I call that success! Yes, in this picture we are battling thrush, that's why she has a purple mouth. Gotta love that Gentian Violet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SbfefYZWI/AAAAAAAAAuY/7lYcmZki5to/s1600/IMG_4615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459659613342819682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SbfefYZWI/AAAAAAAAAuY/7lYcmZki5to/s400/IMG_4615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I could stay in here for hours, and I don't even care if the water gets ice cold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-1412625506147363766?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1412625506147363766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=1412625506147363766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1412625506147363766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1412625506147363766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/01/rub-dub-dub-tabys-in-tub.html' title='Rub a Dub Dub Taby&apos;s in the Tub!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SbgTh6xFI/AAAAAAAAAuo/8dNh_zO4QF4/s72-c/IMG_4682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-5172894316625427758</id><published>2010-01-07T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T12:44:30.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SYBn21FuI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/8zCnlv_XE3g/s1600/IMG_4603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459655801926129378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SYBn21FuI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/8zCnlv_XE3g/s400/IMG_4603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyday I thank my lucky stars for my little girls! When I got pregnant with Tabytha, I wanted a boy in the worst way! I cried all through the 20 week ultrasound after the technician said it looked like we would be having another little girl. After leaving the doctors office I continued to cry all through breakfast and the trip home. Looking back it makes me laugh at myself, and makes me feel a little bit ashamed that I was so emotional over something that now is one of my greatest blessings...LITTLE GIRLS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SYBPmyXCI/AAAAAAAAAuI/3QapLWy42sI/s1600/IMG_4604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459655795416390690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SYBPmyXCI/AAAAAAAAAuI/3QapLWy42sI/s400/IMG_4604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I smile everyday that my girls have each other. I hope and pray that someday they will be great friends with each other, like I am with my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SYA_mqeWI/AAAAAAAAAuA/c1N3WM7cz0Q/s1600/IMG_4605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459655791120906594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SYA_mqeWI/AAAAAAAAAuA/c1N3WM7cz0Q/s400/IMG_4605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing like having a sister for a best friend, young or older.&lt;br /&gt;Love you girls, and couldn't imagine having it any other way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-5172894316625427758?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5172894316625427758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=5172894316625427758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5172894316625427758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5172894316625427758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/01/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SYBn21FuI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/8zCnlv_XE3g/s72-c/IMG_4603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4927008885683568535</id><published>2010-01-01T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T09:08:53.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010- A New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SVS8UWUfI/AAAAAAAAAt4/_2J7VLhFBi4/s1600/thumbnailCAUE6IM2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459652800941543922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SVS8UWUfI/AAAAAAAAAt4/_2J7VLhFBi4/s400/thumbnailCAUE6IM2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good Bye to the old, Hello to the new!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a new year, and looking back on 2009 I can't wait to see the excitment 2010 holds in store for the Green Family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SVSqkD4yI/AAAAAAAAAtw/DPKY9IH-KLw/s1600/thumbnailCADM4H2E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459652796175606562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SVSqkD4yI/AAAAAAAAAtw/DPKY9IH-KLw/s400/thumbnailCADM4H2E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our family goal for this year is to read the entire Book of Mormon as a family. We have promised the kids a big surprise when we finish! So far so good we are well on our way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's to the new year, and more to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-4927008885683568535?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4927008885683568535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4927008885683568535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4927008885683568535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4927008885683568535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/04/2010-new-year.html' title='2010- A New Year'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S8SVS8UWUfI/AAAAAAAAAt4/_2J7VLhFBi4/s72-c/thumbnailCAUE6IM2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-5121481577852222266</id><published>2009-12-31T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T13:04:34.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring in the New Year</title><content type='html'>Because you all know that Jeremy and I are such social butterflies, and party animals. It's not a big surprise that we stayed home New Years Eve. We actually rented a Wii from Tech Time Rentals in Idaho Falls, and had a nice dinner and played Wii until the new year came. I will, even though it sounds very pathetic, say that that night was one of the best I have spent with Jeremy in a very long time. We laughed A LOT, and it was fun to "play" together. The best part was we got to keep the Wii until Monday. Needless to say the kids were easily entertained. I have to say that was the wisest $20 we have spent! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YYwTBaWcI/AAAAAAAAAso/O6CKuKfm6U8/s1600-h/nintendo-wii-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428553618860693954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YYwTBaWcI/AAAAAAAAAso/O6CKuKfm6U8/s400/nintendo-wii-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we just didn't sit around and play video games all weekend. The girls and Jeremy spent most of New Years day playing outside in the snow. The played in the yard for a while, and then Jeremy took them to Rigby lake to go sledding. I stayed home with Tabytha. Then it was home for a rest and hot chocolate! I will say that this was the best Christmas Vacation we have ever had. I will almost miss them when they go back to school Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YcbPRff5I/AAAAAAAAAtY/q-bhQVdxifg/s1600-h/IMG_4532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428557655123656594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YcbPRff5I/AAAAAAAAAtY/q-bhQVdxifg/s400/IMG_4532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1Ybbx0JKdI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/1VKZnCRJ5o0/s1600-h/IMG_4543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428556564884171218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1Ybbx0JKdI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/1VKZnCRJ5o0/s400/IMG_4543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YbbVbozUI/AAAAAAAAAtI/_UIcMLQJSrs/s1600-h/IMG_4544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428556557265194306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YbbVbozUI/AAAAAAAAAtI/_UIcMLQJSrs/s400/IMG_4544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YbbIGw6_I/AAAAAAAAAtA/bx-rqce2b44/s1600-h/IMG_4564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428556553687985138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YbbIGw6_I/AAAAAAAAAtA/bx-rqce2b44/s400/IMG_4564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YbaZfQHNI/AAAAAAAAAs4/UOe_l5oxO_E/s1600-h/IMG_4573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428556541174226130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YbaZfQHNI/AAAAAAAAAs4/UOe_l5oxO_E/s400/IMG_4573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YbaCsnHKI/AAAAAAAAAsw/r2fFHpeWBYY/s1600-h/IMG_4579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428556535056243874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YbaCsnHKI/AAAAAAAAAsw/r2fFHpeWBYY/s400/IMG_4579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-5121481577852222266?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5121481577852222266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=5121481577852222266&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5121481577852222266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5121481577852222266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/01/bring-in-new-year.html' title='Bring in the New Year'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YYwTBaWcI/AAAAAAAAAso/O6CKuKfm6U8/s72-c/nintendo-wii-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2525349712596036930</id><published>2009-12-25T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:26:59.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disclaimer: I love our little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;artificial&lt;/span&gt; tree...it make Christmas look HUGE! Not to mention we are also very blessed.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YTKoduxII/AAAAAAAAAsg/G0f5eW_gJVc/s1600-h/IMG_4504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428547474223449218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YTKoduxII/AAAAAAAAAsg/G0f5eW_gJVc/s400/IMG_4504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; About 7 a.m. the kids heard Santa's Ho Ho Ho and decided it was safe to make the venture up stairs. They went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the stocking and found a few goodies, and then it was breakfast time. Every year we try to have breakfast before we open presents and every year we fix something fun, and every year the kids are to excited to even eat breakfast. How many years will it take before I give-up on fixing breakfast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; morning? After breakfast we opened presents...Mp3 players, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;, popcorn popper, books, boots, the list wasn't to huge this year, but as my Dad would say "Look at all the long faces." Guess what I don't think there were any. After all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; and preparation it's all over in an hour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; next year. After presents we had Raini, Scott, Mom and Dad to dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YTKWoanOI/AAAAAAAAAsY/6cJ20_58JzE/s1600-h/IMG_4506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428547469436427490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YTKWoanOI/AAAAAAAAAsY/6cJ20_58JzE/s400/IMG_4506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YTJ-QBlQI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/HvK7uIjtSLY/s1600-h/IMG_4527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428547462891672834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YTJ-QBlQI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/HvK7uIjtSLY/s400/IMG_4527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YTJcAOWWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/i7J4WxLG1Xc/s1600-h/IMG_4521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428547453698595170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YTJcAOWWI/AAAAAAAAAsI/i7J4WxLG1Xc/s400/IMG_4521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YTJOH2-ZI/AAAAAAAAAsA/sNjRuDJlawg/s1600-h/IMG_4518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428547449972521362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YTJOH2-ZI/AAAAAAAAAsA/sNjRuDJlawg/s400/IMG_4518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-2525349712596036930?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2525349712596036930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2525349712596036930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2525349712596036930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2525349712596036930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YTKoduxII/AAAAAAAAAsg/G0f5eW_gJVc/s72-c/IMG_4504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-5587388410137566850</id><published>2009-12-24T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:09:56.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YNL-zt5OI/AAAAAAAAAr4/0ly75ebVssk/s1600-h/IMG_4486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428540900331349218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YNL-zt5OI/AAAAAAAAAr4/0ly75ebVssk/s400/IMG_4486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a long day. There is anticipation in the air and we are just counting the hours and the minutes until bed time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YNLS8HH9I/AAAAAAAAArw/d4O1qg6w1RQ/s1600-h/IMG_4483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428540888555397074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YNLS8HH9I/AAAAAAAAArw/d4O1qg6w1RQ/s400/IMG_4483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls trying to play Christmas carols with the little chimes we have. I do have to say we get better every year. (I like to do this activity on Christmas Eve day because it drives Jeremy crazy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YMuoWrMtI/AAAAAAAAAro/NKYAljRCfRE/s1600-h/IMG_4487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428540396087751378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YMuoWrMtI/AAAAAAAAAro/NKYAljRCfRE/s400/IMG_4487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YMuc1G5ZI/AAAAAAAAArg/vYBesP0OqLI/s1600-h/IMG_4490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428540392994170258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YMuc1G5ZI/AAAAAAAAArg/vYBesP0OqLI/s400/IMG_4490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy was glued to the computer all day "tracking" Santa on his journey all over the world. Every time he moved to a different country she would get go excited! At 2 p.m. she ran down stairs to get her PJ's on because she was so nervous that Santa was on his way RIGHT NOW! This really was funny to us because Maggy hates getting dressed, and HATES getting her PJ's on. So for her to do this all was something special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YMtgqHPBI/AAAAAAAAArQ/iFoECXVEdb0/s1600-h/IMG_4493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428540376841927698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YMtgqHPBI/AAAAAAAAArQ/iFoECXVEdb0/s400/IMG_4493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls opening the Yost tradition of new PJ's Christmas night. Notice Maggy already in her old PJ's. Heck she's been ready for bed since noon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YMtJ_8RPI/AAAAAAAAArI/9y0CMTAH4GY/s1600-h/IMG_4500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428540370759468274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YMtJ_8RPI/AAAAAAAAArI/9y0CMTAH4GY/s400/IMG_4500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-5587388410137566850?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5587388410137566850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=5587388410137566850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5587388410137566850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5587388410137566850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YNL-zt5OI/AAAAAAAAAr4/0ly75ebVssk/s72-c/IMG_4486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-7738270725017292342</id><published>2009-12-20T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:09:20.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies for Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YK-VA1JoI/AAAAAAAAArA/oOrgvxJZtSU/s1600-h/IMG_4478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428538466750506626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YK-VA1JoI/AAAAAAAAArA/oOrgvxJZtSU/s400/IMG_4478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The morning after the Dunn Party Baylee made this plate to put Santa's cookies on. I think she was a little worried after the coal. Promises, Promises! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-7738270725017292342?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/7738270725017292342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=7738270725017292342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7738270725017292342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7738270725017292342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/01/cookies-for-santa.html' title='Cookies for Santa'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YK-VA1JoI/AAAAAAAAArA/oOrgvxJZtSU/s72-c/IMG_4478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-5128041268461445949</id><published>2009-12-19T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:08:41.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Annual Dunn Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Traditions are what make the holidays. One of the Christmas traditions on the Green side of the family is the annual Dunn Christmas Party. This tradition was started by Jeremy's Grandma Green's Mom and Dad, Great Grandpa and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grandma&lt;/span&gt; Dunn. It has been something the family has done for 30+ years and it is HUGE! It is now organized by Grandma Green and her sisters. It has got to be so much work, but something we look forward to every year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YHJ_3x5dI/AAAAAAAAAq4/9MMx89TgVvg/s1600-h/IMG_4460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428534269187319250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YHJ_3x5dI/AAAAAAAAAq4/9MMx89TgVvg/s400/IMG_4460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, this is not Grandma Green, but Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Stavast&lt;/span&gt;. We stopped to see her on our way to the Christmas party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YGVaanPaI/AAAAAAAAAqw/6WxJAiz8zp8/s1600-h/IMG_4463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428533365779676578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YGVaanPaI/AAAAAAAAAqw/6WxJAiz8zp8/s400/IMG_4463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year we kept threatening the girls that Santa brought coal to little girls who fought and couldn't keep their rooms clean. This year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; must have been serious. He brought both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt; coal in the Santa Bag this year. (Okay so he must have a heart the coal was chocolate and they also got a CD.) I remember Santa giving them Barney and Baby dolls, now they're getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CD's&lt;/span&gt;. Crap they're getting grown-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YGVGhH8jI/AAAAAAAAAqo/-fjAVGshNes/s1600-h/IMG_4467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428533360438276658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YGVGhH8jI/AAAAAAAAAqo/-fjAVGshNes/s400/IMG_4467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YGUqGTyFI/AAAAAAAAAqg/KbN_fUAZ8Lw/s1600-h/IMG_4470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428533352809613394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YGUqGTyFI/AAAAAAAAAqg/KbN_fUAZ8Lw/s400/IMG_4470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just to make the coal hurt a little more, Maggy got a snap-it doll from Santa. She was so excited and got a little worried because her present was the last in the Santa Bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YGUOB9-BI/AAAAAAAAAqY/7Uz_d3XJoxM/s1600-h/IMG_4469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428533345275213842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YGUOB9-BI/AAAAAAAAAqY/7Uz_d3XJoxM/s400/IMG_4469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor little girl didn't know what was going on. Next year will be more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YGTz2ojsI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/b9K3n3OXsJA/s1600-h/IMG_4476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428533338248351426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YGTz2ojsI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/b9K3n3OXsJA/s400/IMG_4476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; is still not thrilled with her coal and cheap CD. Maybe next year will be better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-5128041268461445949?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5128041268461445949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=5128041268461445949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5128041268461445949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5128041268461445949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/01/annual-dunn-christmas-party.html' title='The Annual Dunn Christmas Party'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S1YHJ_3x5dI/AAAAAAAAAq4/9MMx89TgVvg/s72-c/IMG_4460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-867448851456680026</id><published>2009-12-19T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T07:13:31.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0deeG2aHHI/AAAAAAAAAqI/-Bs1fw_XsbA/s1600-h/IMG_4458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424408147518954610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0deeG2aHHI/AAAAAAAAAqI/-Bs1fw_XsbA/s400/IMG_4458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas can early for my girls this year. Especially Baylee. The Friday school got out, and Emma came to visit! It was just like she never had moved to Ohio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0dedoaTy0I/AAAAAAAAAqA/J0M_JljJEz4/s1600-h/IMG_4457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424408139348036418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0dedoaTy0I/AAAAAAAAAqA/J0M_JljJEz4/s400/IMG_4457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At our house her arrival was just about as anticipated and Santa himself. It was also fun to see Roni again and have lunch just like the good old days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0dedTTr4sI/AAAAAAAAAp4/_33eisrZW7w/s1600-h/IMG_4453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424408133683110594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0dedTTr4sI/AAAAAAAAAp4/_33eisrZW7w/s400/IMG_4453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the girls gathered together. We sure do miss them and hope that someday they will live closer. Until then email will have to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0dedJOmGgI/AAAAAAAAApw/ieseeupNgAs/s1600-h/IMG_4452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424408130977405442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0dedJOmGgI/AAAAAAAAApw/ieseeupNgAs/s400/IMG_4452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for waffles after a late night playing. They are getting to grown-up. Before I know it they will be giggling and prank calling boys together. Right now it's only Webkins and Hanna Montana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-867448851456680026?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/867448851456680026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=867448851456680026&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/867448851456680026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/867448851456680026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-friends-forever.html' title='Best Friends Forever'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0deeG2aHHI/AAAAAAAAAqI/-Bs1fw_XsbA/s72-c/IMG_4458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4085795443932915697</id><published>2009-12-16T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T13:06:22.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0daJ1flngI/AAAAAAAAApo/ab3Ki9Tpswo/s1600-h/IMG_4427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424403401215942146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0daJ1flngI/AAAAAAAAApo/ab3Ki9Tpswo/s400/IMG_4427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preschool has been one of the best things for Maggy this year. Everyday she has this beautiful smile on her face as she get ready to go to school. I have to say that Leading Edge Preschool is worth every penny just to see how excited she is to learn. She was very excited this night to go to her party in her brand new party dress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0daJQXsXeI/AAAAAAAAApg/aAc4rPt2PAM/s1600-h/IMG_4425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424403391250718178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0daJQXsXeI/AAAAAAAAApg/aAc4rPt2PAM/s400/IMG_4425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy's three teachers: Mrs. Thompson, Mrs. Lusk, and Mrs. Lusk all three are wonderful, loving women who treat each child like a superstar! I still am amazed how they can get 30 4 and 5 year old to sit still with their arms folded for 30 minutes. Again Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0daI8KtSnI/AAAAAAAAApY/NfA2rn3VXR4/s1600-h/IMG_4444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424403385827543666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0daI8KtSnI/AAAAAAAAApY/NfA2rn3VXR4/s400/IMG_4444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the end of the program Santa came to visit the preschool kids! Maggy has been so fun this year. The magic of Christmas is real, especially for Maggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0daInmhmmI/AAAAAAAAApQ/XF0Xtew4Qeg/s1600-h/IMG_4446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424403380307073634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0daInmhmmI/AAAAAAAAApQ/XF0Xtew4Qeg/s400/IMG_4446.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/6776888499382794785-4085795443932915697?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4085795443932915697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4085795443932915697&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4085795443932915697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4085795443932915697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2010/01/preschool-christmas-party.html' title='Preschool Christmas Party'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/S0daJ1flngI/AAAAAAAAApo/ab3Ki9Tpswo/s72-c/IMG_4427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4785269467582887319</id><published>2009-12-09T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:54:21.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Maggy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Four Things We LOVE about Maggy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Her cute little smile&lt;br /&gt;2. She says the funniest things&lt;br /&gt;3. She loves to drink...Chocolate milk or Hot chocolate is her drink of choice!&lt;br /&gt;4. She loves to get her hair fixed to look pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Maggy Happy fourth birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBO01WIkkI/AAAAAAAAApI/CsWueepkgdc/s1600-h/IMG_4418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417917021306786370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBO01WIkkI/AAAAAAAAApI/CsWueepkgdc/s400/IMG_4418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy after Preschool with her present from Mrs. Thompson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBOdgjrarI/AAAAAAAAApA/abNS1r0a5_g/s1600-h/IMG_4380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417916620589460146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBOdgjrarI/AAAAAAAAApA/abNS1r0a5_g/s400/IMG_4380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of Maggy's favorite dinners. Mac and Cheese and Hot Dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBOdOceE8I/AAAAAAAAAo4/HJ7IJPTJvp0/s1600-h/IMG_4376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417916615727387586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBOdOceE8I/AAAAAAAAAo4/HJ7IJPTJvp0/s400/IMG_4376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy was so excited that I found her laying on my bed next to her birthday presents waiting for Dad to come home so we could open them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBOctaslqI/AAAAAAAAAow/-uJwxuGfWz0/s1600-h/IMG_4397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417916606861579938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBOctaslqI/AAAAAAAAAow/-uJwxuGfWz0/s400/IMG_4397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Toon&lt;/span&gt; TV and a fancy dancing TUTU, a little girls heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBOcP1MBjI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fDD1WTdACUY/s1600-h/IMG_4412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417916598919628338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBOcP1MBjI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fDD1WTdACUY/s400/IMG_4412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2+2=4 years old! Some day I will remember to buy birthday candles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBOb91CAYI/AAAAAAAAAog/rdnfuyhJyk0/s1600-h/IMG_4409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417916594087133570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBOb91CAYI/AAAAAAAAAog/rdnfuyhJyk0/s400/IMG_4409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course it is chocolate cake! Maggy's favorite! &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/6776888499382794785-4785269467582887319?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4785269467582887319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4785269467582887319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4785269467582887319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4785269467582887319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-maggy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Maggy!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBO01WIkkI/AAAAAAAAApI/CsWueepkgdc/s72-c/IMG_4418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-443401544960598262</id><published>2009-12-07T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:33:23.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not for the Faint of Heart--Nor the Neat and Organized!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three things that you MUST know about me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                                                   1. I HATE LAUNDRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                                                   2. I HATE to fold laundry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                                                   3. I HATE putting laundry away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBJeccam7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/YwmhFdaibqM/s1600-h/IMG_4371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417911139106986930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBJeccam7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/YwmhFdaibqM/s400/IMG_4371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I dedicated to laundry.  Yes this is two weeks worth of laundry.  No, we don't have enough clothes to live two weeks without washing...we have just lived "out of the pile!"  I know call me lazy, call me crazy, I deserve it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBJeL8oL-I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qaEYqD1W-lg/s1600-h/IMG_4372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417911134678691810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBJeL8oL-I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qaEYqD1W-lg/s400/IMG_4372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It took me three hours to fold and put away, and I vowed NEVER, NEVER to let it get this far out of hand again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBJdgFBW_I/AAAAAAAAAoI/ChNz8d3Onok/s1600-h/IMG_4374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417911122902735858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBJdgFBW_I/AAAAAAAAAoI/ChNz8d3Onok/s400/IMG_4374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm finally done...at least for another 3 hours when the girls change into their PJ's.  Then guess what!  They'll be able to find their own socks in the morning! &lt;br /&gt;(I can't believe I just hung my deep, dirty secret out there for all to read!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-443401544960598262?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/443401544960598262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=443401544960598262&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/443401544960598262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/443401544960598262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-for-faint-of-heart-nor-neat-and.html' title='Not for the Faint of Heart--Nor the Neat and Organized!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SzBJeccam7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/YwmhFdaibqM/s72-c/IMG_4371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2445167971957212073</id><published>2009-11-27T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:59:54.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>Every year I look forward to Black Friday. No, I do not push and shove, and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; HATE crowds, and standing in line. Every year I get to WalMart at 5 a.m. and look around at all the crazies and then quietly to myself have a good chuckle, because I am one of those crazies! Just maybe not quite as extreme! You get to WalMart and discover the $3 PJ's aren't as cute and nice as they were on the cute little kids in the ad. You discover that the $2 DVD's are over by the milk?...by the time you find them they are LONG GONE. We make it over to Shopko and again leave empty handed, but it is still fun, and I often stand back in awe over the full shopping carts and wonder were everyone else's money comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy_AsOQM_II/AAAAAAAAAoA/yg3PPulFyDs/s1600-h/Thanksgiving2009_007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417760742722829442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy_AsOQM_II/AAAAAAAAAoA/yg3PPulFyDs/s400/Thanksgiving2009_007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three Crazies Ladies at 3:30 a.m. after our 12 a.m. bedtime sleeping in Mom and Dad's Lounge chairs and the front room holding Tabytha on my lap. Did I really sleep for three hours? No I did not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy_ArsMcL4I/AAAAAAAAAn4/UNx9J6AwllM/s1600-h/Thanksgiving2009_008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417760733580242818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy_ArsMcL4I/AAAAAAAAAn4/UNx9J6AwllM/s400/Thanksgiving2009_008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom headed out with the ads in hand! Notice the rolled-up pants, she was so mad because we didn't notice them, and she went shopping with them that way all morning. Mom, it was 3:30 a.m. you're lucky I didn't wear my pants backward and inside out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy_ArfydW7I/AAAAAAAAAnw/q0cdvlJJggM/s1600-h/IMG_4363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417760730250042290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy_ArfydW7I/AAAAAAAAAnw/q0cdvlJJggM/s400/IMG_4363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raini taking Mom's cereal for an early morning snack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All for the sake of MEMORIES, MEMORIES, MEMORIES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. you know your mom's getting old when her arm is sore the next day from carrying her purse! LUV U MOM&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/6776888499382794785-2445167971957212073?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2445167971957212073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2445167971957212073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2445167971957212073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2445167971957212073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy_AsOQM_II/AAAAAAAAAoA/yg3PPulFyDs/s72-c/Thanksgiving2009_007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4230977608853192360</id><published>2009-11-27T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T10:37:00.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8fbE0-0I/AAAAAAAAAno/Aeq-TgUcqkE/s1600-h/IMG_4356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417756124779969346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8fbE0-0I/AAAAAAAAAno/Aeq-TgUcqkE/s400/IMG_4356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanksgiving was at Grandma Sherry's and Grandpa Gordon's house this year.  Never  a disappointing minute, not even for Maggy who got her wish of Pancakes on Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8fP38YGI/AAAAAAAAAng/GTrZWJl6QAM/s1600-h/IMG_4358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417756121773138018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8fP38YGI/AAAAAAAAAng/GTrZWJl6QAM/s400/IMG_4358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pancakes, Pancakes, Pancakes...Maggy is a VERY picky eater, but will eat any type of pancake any time of day!   She loves them all!  Normal, German, or roll-up it doesn't matter!  Just don't ask her to eat chicken or turkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8eopt-eI/AAAAAAAAAnY/H6Achl-Tfsg/s1600-h/IMG_4359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417756111244491234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8eopt-eI/AAAAAAAAAnY/H6Achl-Tfsg/s400/IMG_4359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy's second meal of Pancakes today!  Proves she'll eat them cold and crunchy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8FDC4_uI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/jOv5Kmc8ghA/s1600-h/IMG_4364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417755671652794082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8FDC4_uI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/jOv5Kmc8ghA/s400/IMG_4364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new Thanksgiving tradition.  Ties!  Last year Dad wore a tie all day long even on a horse ride after dinner.  This Year Jeremy joined in.  As you can see the ties don't have to match.  This year the ties came off right after dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8EjuCEhI/AAAAAAAAAnI/V6Kx7VpUtNw/s1600-h/IMG_4365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417755663243809298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8EjuCEhI/AAAAAAAAAnI/V6Kx7VpUtNw/s400/IMG_4365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The typical Yost dinner Spread everything from Turkey to Mashpotatoes and everything in between.  With plenty for days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8ED8GRpI/AAAAAAAAAm4/2BuqD5PZ108/s1600-h/Thanksgiving2009_018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417755654712870546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8ED8GRpI/AAAAAAAAAm4/2BuqD5PZ108/s400/Thanksgiving2009_018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad carving one of the three turkeys he smoked this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8Dvdw97I/AAAAAAAAAmw/ku_LIpKMJFU/s1600-h/IMG_4369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417755649216935858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8Dvdw97I/AAAAAAAAAmw/ku_LIpKMJFU/s400/IMG_4369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The boys watching....Boise State football, Utah, Jazz game, Football, Discovery channel, and more football.  We women can't complain though, they did let us go shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-4230977608853192360?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4230977608853192360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4230977608853192360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4230977608853192360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4230977608853192360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/11/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sy-8fbE0-0I/AAAAAAAAAno/Aeq-TgUcqkE/s72-c/IMG_4356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2176134749248023392</id><published>2009-11-23T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T10:32:42.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble, Gobble says the Turkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwrSbjukJNI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HHeHppmNCZ4/s1600/IMG_4349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407365673500550354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwrSbjukJNI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HHeHppmNCZ4/s400/IMG_4349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another fun day at preschool. Gobble Gobble says the turkey. When I asked Maggy if we should cook her for Thanksgiving dinner she stated with a very serious face: "I don't like Turkey we are going to eat hot dogs and roll-up pancakes for dinner, Mom turkey's gross." Maggy you just made one turkey very happy, but you'll have to discuss that whole pancake plan with Grandma and Grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwrSba0xCCI/AAAAAAAAAl4/JVNvXIC-NVg/s1600/IMG_4342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407365671110641698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwrSba0xCCI/AAAAAAAAAl4/JVNvXIC-NVg/s400/IMG_4342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Turkey, Turkey look at you. Please be careful what you do. Thanksgiving day is almost here, and we eat turkey every year. Go and hide back in the woods, and we'll eat pizza like we should.  Chanted to -Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-2176134749248023392?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2176134749248023392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2176134749248023392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2176134749248023392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2176134749248023392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/11/gobble-gobble-says-turkey.html' title='Gobble, Gobble says the Turkey'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwrSbjukJNI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HHeHppmNCZ4/s72-c/IMG_4349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-741286291444111595</id><published>2009-11-20T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:43:23.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Grade School Programs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;How special are first grade programs? &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnKoQn8QAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/KYmJDcZLcx8/s1600/IMG_4340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075620641062914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnKoQn8QAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/KYmJDcZLcx8/s400/IMG_4340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess it depends on who you ask. Payge practice her part and had them both memorized, and the first grade teachers went to so much work. All the students had costumes and had learned cute little songs. Brilliant! Now I know why I don't teach first grade! It must take a very special person to put up with that much craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnKoE0JHzI/AAAAAAAAAlo/zO7zv6d4Q4E/s1600/IMG_4337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075617471012658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnKoE0JHzI/AAAAAAAAAlo/zO7zv6d4Q4E/s400/IMG_4337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three first grade classes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnKnyNCO5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/2pLBfQVRaYU/s1600/IMG_4330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075612475145106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnKnyNCO5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/2pLBfQVRaYU/s400/IMG_4330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saying their cute little part about the Pilgrims coming to America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnKnn4rCeI/AAAAAAAAAlY/UefkGeM3h10/s1600/IMG_4324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075609705384418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnKnn4rCeI/AAAAAAAAAlY/UefkGeM3h10/s400/IMG_4324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how proud she is. What it would be like to be in first grade again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnKnX0H4OI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/huLa4_96Ons/s1600/IMG_4323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075605391335650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnKnX0H4OI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/huLa4_96Ons/s400/IMG_4323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Payge' s first grade class her desk is in the far right hand corner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-741286291444111595?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/741286291444111595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=741286291444111595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/741286291444111595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/741286291444111595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-grade-school-programs.html' title='First Grade School Programs'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnKoQn8QAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/KYmJDcZLcx8/s72-c/IMG_4340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-9132378203145569933</id><published>2009-11-17T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:43:55.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Payge E. Green the Toothless Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Payge has been working on her loose tooth for a while now. It was wiggly just a little bit, but not loose enough to pull. (I am a wimp and like them to wiggle when you breath in and out, before I think they are loose enough to pull.) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnFINAxyPI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Qcg4C3wZJ9E/s1600/IMG_4321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407069572357540082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnFINAxyPI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Qcg4C3wZJ9E/s400/IMG_4321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Payge came running into the house Monday Afternoon yelling, "guess what Mom I lost my tooth...I was eating lunch and went to open the container and it pulled it out." I had packed her lunch today and as she went to open the Tupperware container with her teeth, out popped her tooth. I ask if it hurt...Nope just bled some and the cool tooth necklace the office gave her just made it even that more exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnFHs38glI/AAAAAAAAAlA/22mbxQZrHUw/s1600/IMG_4319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407069563730559570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnFHs38glI/AAAAAAAAAlA/22mbxQZrHUw/s400/IMG_4319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When ask how much she thought the tooth fairy would bring her she answered, "I don't know. I guess a twenty would do." I remember getting $.25 from my tooth fairy. She was happy with $1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnFHTAFT3I/AAAAAAAAAk4/Ov-zfWUEU5s/s1600/IMG_4318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407069556785368946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnFHTAFT3I/AAAAAAAAAk4/Ov-zfWUEU5s/s400/IMG_4318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She wrote a letter to the tooth fairy asking if she would only take the real tooth and leave the necklace tooth behind. The very next day she checked out Junie B. Jones the toothless wonder from the library and is now reading that chapter book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-9132378203145569933?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/9132378203145569933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=9132378203145569933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/9132378203145569933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/9132378203145569933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/11/payge-e-green-toothless-wonder.html' title='Payge E. Green the Toothless Wonder'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnFINAxyPI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Qcg4C3wZJ9E/s72-c/IMG_4321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-632520989688584108</id><published>2009-11-12T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:44:50.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tabytha Sixth Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow the last six months went super fast!! Taby's six months old, and has hit a few major miles stones this month for a baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnBeOhgINI/AAAAAAAAAkw/h3UCeB7Ov04/s1600/IMG_4317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407065552673841362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnBeOhgINI/AAAAAAAAAkw/h3UCeB7Ov04/s400/IMG_4317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my big sisters and laugh every time they talk to me. I can't wait for them to come home from school, and cry if they walk by &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me without talking to me first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnBdy9oTxI/AAAAAAAAAko/8E4v7VoZ7uA/s1600/IMG_4313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407065545275625234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnBdy9oTxI/AAAAAAAAAko/8E4v7VoZ7uA/s400/IMG_4313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a big girl sitting in my highchair and eating "real" food. Some of my favorites are pumpkin, sweet potatoes, and bananas. Although I still love my mommy the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnBdiCIk5I/AAAAAAAAAkg/uVukovNxkUw/s1600/IMG_4309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407065540731114386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnBdiCIk5I/AAAAAAAAAkg/uVukovNxkUw/s400/IMG_4309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I learned to sit up this month. I love sitting and seeing the world around me. I think it's a pretty cool trick! I love to play with toys and grab anything that I can reach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnBdB6yqxI/AAAAAAAAAkY/a7COW9lHGs0/s1600/IMG_4303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407065532110383890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnBdB6yqxI/AAAAAAAAAkY/a7COW9lHGs0/s400/IMG_4303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though I look a lot like my sisters, my Mom thinks that I look like a Yost. She says that this picture proves it. I sure do have the Yost's chubby cheek syndrome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-632520989688584108?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/632520989688584108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=632520989688584108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/632520989688584108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/632520989688584108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/11/tabytha-sixth-months.html' title='Tabytha Sixth Months'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SwnBeOhgINI/AAAAAAAAAkw/h3UCeB7Ov04/s72-c/IMG_4317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-3687002649969650889</id><published>2009-11-02T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:50:25.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;October went by super fast!  It seemed like we "celebrated" Halloween all month with preschool and all the other activities.  Maybe it was because I was a sucker and decided to make the costumes this year, and that took all month.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9q0vlkcgI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/J9gkRDzgb2w/s1600-h/IMG_4297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399651932600300034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9q0vlkcgI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/J9gkRDzgb2w/s400/IMG_4297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls were the three little pigs and Baylee was the big bad wolf.  They were a lot of fun to make despite the fact that I really hate Halloween.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9q0LbCRuI/AAAAAAAAAkI/yjUvJ3SIB3Q/s1600-h/IMG_4286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399651922892441314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9q0LbCRuI/AAAAAAAAAkI/yjUvJ3SIB3Q/s400/IMG_4286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ward trunk-or-treat....what a bust.  Every year I wonder why we go...maybe next year we'll do something different.  (probably not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9qzpmHySI/AAAAAAAAAkA/3xoM0nCqZkg/s1600-h/IMG_4285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399651913812134178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9qzpmHySI/AAAAAAAAAkA/3xoM0nCqZkg/s400/IMG_4285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really went the extra mile and put make-up on the girls and they thought they were in heaven.  I decided that when they are older and can start wearing make-up, WOW  they will be beautiful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9qzKee6HI/AAAAAAAAAj4/55x7xDEioO8/s1600-h/IMG_4282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399651905458595954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9qzKee6HI/AAAAAAAAAj4/55x7xDEioO8/s400/IMG_4282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9qy53iIHI/AAAAAAAAAjw/YpujmTuAJjg/s1600-h/IMG_4269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399651901000261746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9qy53iIHI/AAAAAAAAAjw/YpujmTuAJjg/s400/IMG_4269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really was a party pooper and didn't even let the girls carve pumpkins.  I bought sticky foam and let them cut out the different shapes to make pumpkin faces.  It actually was a lot more fun then they thought it would be, and asked if they could do it again next year...Heck Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9ppRoSq9I/AAAAAAAAAjo/PKMUfAMjWjY/s1600-h/IMG_4263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399650636068465618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9ppRoSq9I/AAAAAAAAAjo/PKMUfAMjWjY/s400/IMG_4263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Payge...Payge...Payge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9ppDjuBBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/rT7PAcO_Ee8/s1600-h/IMG_4262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399650632291189778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9ppDjuBBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/rT7PAcO_Ee8/s400/IMG_4262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some days this is really how Payge looks!  She came home with a whole bunch of fun Halloween goodies from school.  She was soooo proud of the cool glasses right until she missed the door and walked right into the wall instead.  I haven't seen those cool glasses since she got the goose-egg on the side of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9po8bpBxI/AAAAAAAAAjY/aAm0f1HSqR4/s1600-h/IMG_4257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399650630378260242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9po8bpBxI/AAAAAAAAAjY/aAm0f1HSqR4/s400/IMG_4257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy at her Preschool Halloween carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9pooHsYfI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/HWz3jCyg6R4/s1600-h/IMG_4251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399650624925884914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9pooHsYfI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/HWz3jCyg6R4/s400/IMG_4251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tabytha's first time sitting-up, with the assistance of the Pumpkin Baylee decorated at activity days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9poLE4TxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/gEsou2d1Zro/s1600-h/IMG_4247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399650617129455378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9poLE4TxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/gEsou2d1Zro/s400/IMG_4247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taby five months old.  Proving that there's no clowning around at the Green house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-3687002649969650889?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/3687002649969650889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=3687002649969650889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/3687002649969650889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/3687002649969650889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su9q0vlkcgI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/J9gkRDzgb2w/s72-c/IMG_4297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-627740273034898709</id><published>2009-10-17T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T20:55:51.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love that Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqPFsW5lgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/PE8RWu5lBSc/s1600-h/IMG_4244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393780831698916866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqPFsW5lgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/PE8RWu5lBSc/s400/IMG_4244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryver has a mind of his own.  I love to tease this little guy because let's face it...it's just to fun.  Ryver came to my house one day wearing these swimming goggles.  He never took them off even thou they became so foggy he could not see a thing.  I think he had a doctor's appointment that same day and wore the goggles there too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqPFMJw0cI/AAAAAAAAAfY/UYnWnO4C9nE/s1600-h/IMG_4228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393780823053881794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqPFMJw0cI/AAAAAAAAAfY/UYnWnO4C9nE/s400/IMG_4228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding the neigh-neigh complete with jogging suit and swimming goggles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqPE88jaJI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/xnNOQxr4YEc/s1600-h/IMG_4193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393780818971945106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqPE88jaJI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/xnNOQxr4YEc/s400/IMG_4193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another day we were all sitting around talking when Ryver walks is fully dressed-up and totally loving it.  He has way to much fun at my house.  Some day all these pictures might come in handy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqPETZcYmI/AAAAAAAAAfI/eXQ8pl0cdM4/s1600-h/IMG_4196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393780807818830434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqPETZcYmI/AAAAAAAAAfI/eXQ8pl0cdM4/s400/IMG_4196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Take a bow princess Ryver, and don't forget to ride that neigh-neigh off into the sunset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-627740273034898709?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/627740273034898709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=627740273034898709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/627740273034898709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/627740273034898709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-that-boy.html' title='Love that Boy'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqPFsW5lgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/PE8RWu5lBSc/s72-c/IMG_4244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-1687767470836799570</id><published>2009-10-04T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:48:36.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowstone-- Going Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All good things must come to an end. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5HbJAMmBI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DCGz9JlD0fU/s1600-h/YNP+2009+331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399331534862587922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5HbJAMmBI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DCGz9JlD0fU/s400/YNP+2009+331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We woke-up Sunday to wind and snow and decided to hurry home! Just in time to catch two sessions of General Conference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-1687767470836799570?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1687767470836799570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=1687767470836799570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1687767470836799570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1687767470836799570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/11/yellowstone-going-home.html' title='Yellowstone-- Going Home'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5HbJAMmBI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DCGz9JlD0fU/s72-c/YNP+2009+331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-1956145331334561024</id><published>2009-10-03T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:52:38.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowstone-- Day Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day Two of our trip to Yellowstone started EARLY by my standards. The park had closed a main road due to a fire and was only letting cars through at certain times of the day. It was a two hour drive from camp to this pass, so we woke everyone up and left the trailer by 5 a.m. Everyone slept until we got to Yellowstone Falls just after the sunrise. Later we learned that they had opened the road, so our early morning wasn't necessary after all. The sunrise was worth it though.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5Aa9XZkLI/AAAAAAAAAiw/v4adDfTNsto/s1600-h/YNP+2009+159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399323835157287090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5Aa9XZkLI/AAAAAAAAAiw/v4adDfTNsto/s400/YNP+2009+159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5AaZq2IZI/AAAAAAAAAio/2AAeQo0_twM/s1600-h/YNP+2009+168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399323825575174546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5AaZq2IZI/AAAAAAAAAio/2AAeQo0_twM/s400/YNP+2009+168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5AY3fvPwI/AAAAAAAAAig/A8m4dxOKdwk/s1600-h/YNP+2009+164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399323799221911298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5AY3fvPwI/AAAAAAAAAig/A8m4dxOKdwk/s400/YNP+2009+164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smiles early in the morning, even though it was dang COLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5AYpPClCI/AAAAAAAAAiY/PE5l5thPvDk/s1600-h/YNP+2009+172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399323795393778722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5AYpPClCI/AAAAAAAAAiY/PE5l5thPvDk/s400/YNP+2009+172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Precious Picture of Tabytha braving the cold weather all bundled up in her hat and car seat! What a trooper she has been this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5AYUXggKI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sEWnRjOVOTc/s1600-h/YNP+2009+177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399323789792149666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5AYUXggKI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sEWnRjOVOTc/s400/YNP+2009+177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rare picture of Jer and I from the perspective of Baylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su4-ikBJCOI/AAAAAAAAAiI/FL8xqRA3Gcs/s1600-h/YNP+2009+184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399321766768740578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su4-ikBJCOI/AAAAAAAAAiI/FL8xqRA3Gcs/s400/YNP+2009+184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lady totally freaked out because I set Taby's car seat on this overlook. I guess it was a little stupid. Since it was a sheer drop off down below. O-well, give me the mommy of the year award I probably deserved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su4-iDLjRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/jqfWiFhBWLs/s1600-h/YNP+2009+207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399321757954033042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su4-iDLjRZI/AAAAAAAAAiA/jqfWiFhBWLs/s400/YNP+2009+207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy...Too Happy in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su4-hvT1PUI/AAAAAAAAAh4/SFWjS_V-xKk/s1600-h/YNP+2009+235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399321752620055874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su4-hvT1PUI/AAAAAAAAAh4/SFWjS_V-xKk/s400/YNP+2009+235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls getting their Jr. Ranger Patches. This badge was actually hard to get. They really worked and had to learn something about Yellowstone to get it. They all completed a workbook to earn their badges. I keep telling Jeremy that it's things like the Jr. Ranger programs that he and his family did growing-up that made the Green's so smart. The Yost's never did things like that, and well........the joke goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su4-g5f-fyI/AAAAAAAAAhw/37KMAwdh8Q8/s1600-h/YNP+2009+248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399321738175479586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su4-g5f-fyI/AAAAAAAAAhw/37KMAwdh8Q8/s400/YNP+2009+248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our five o'clock morning is catching-up with Maggy. She is pouting because she's hungry and has "walked enough." She has probably walked 4-5 miles today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su4-gGeJnXI/AAAAAAAAAho/lnqOmCCOH9E/s1600-h/YNP+2009+249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399321724477611378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su4-gGeJnXI/AAAAAAAAAho/lnqOmCCOH9E/s400/YNP+2009+249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm tired and refuse to go on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su48zZf2lGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Kh-h7CYgDNg/s1600-h/YNP+2009+252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399319856979285090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su48zZf2lGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Kh-h7CYgDNg/s400/YNP+2009+252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A break along the trail, having a snack and refreshing Maggy! Doesn't she looked refreshed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su48y8pVaXI/AAAAAAAAAhY/D3D9E0oI4h4/s1600-h/YNP+2009+277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399319849234426226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su48y8pVaXI/AAAAAAAAAhY/D3D9E0oI4h4/s400/YNP+2009+277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; About twenty minutes after the snack break! The smile returns and we continue to walk, and walk, and walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su48ya562SI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mGzm9xTzYAU/s1600-h/YNP+2009+286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399319840177183010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su48ya562SI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mGzm9xTzYAU/s400/YNP+2009+286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Almost at the end of our time in Yellowstone a nice family picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su48xwkIUNI/AAAAAAAAAhI/bdPmxtP4v9c/s1600-h/YNP+2009+317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399319828811501778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su48xwkIUNI/AAAAAAAAAhI/bdPmxtP4v9c/s400/YNP+2009+317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeremy driving us back to camp. We are tired, and hungry, and ready for bed, and I am secretly hoping there are no elk to look at on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su48xS3QdYI/AAAAAAAAAhA/EcQAzFCcnpM/s1600-h/YNP+2009+325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399319820838663554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su48xS3QdYI/AAAAAAAAAhA/EcQAzFCcnpM/s400/YNP+2009+325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We meet a nice older couple from Texas today. They called us the cute red headed family. They seemed to show-up everywhere we went. Every time commenting on how good our little girls were. What a fun day we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-1956145331334561024?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1956145331334561024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=1956145331334561024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1956145331334561024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1956145331334561024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/10/yellowstone-day-two.html' title='Yellowstone-- Day Two'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su5Aa9XZkLI/AAAAAAAAAiw/v4adDfTNsto/s72-c/YNP+2009+159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-3660808554652000058</id><published>2009-10-02T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:50:53.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowstone-- Day One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40voWcPgI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9NIpGDTz470/s1600-h/YNP+2009+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399310996153843202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40voWcPgI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9NIpGDTz470/s400/YNP+2009+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls all decked out in their new Yellowstone Sweatshirts. The tourist season was officially over so all the little shop in West Yellowstone were getting ready to close and have HUGE end of the season sales. Yea, for good timing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40vd20R8I/AAAAAAAAAgY/RR1w8eyvcd0/s1600-h/YNP+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399310993336846274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40vd20R8I/AAAAAAAAAgY/RR1w8eyvcd0/s400/YNP+2009+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first picture of the day getting ready to head into Yellowstone. It was so cold, and to tell the truth I wasn't looking forward to the day a head of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40vA3I4EI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/9nrE-WFQGeU/s1600-h/YNP+2009+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399310985553567810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40vA3I4EI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/9nrE-WFQGeU/s400/YNP+2009+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taby's missing from the picture she was asleep in the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40KuXdjcI/AAAAAAAAAgI/8nkZCEwGx9g/s1600-h/YNP+2009+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399310362113576386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40KuXdjcI/AAAAAAAAAgI/8nkZCEwGx9g/s400/YNP+2009+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think that I was the biggest wimp with rotten egg sulfur smell. YUCK! It was so cold outside that the steam was out in full force!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40KH7U1MI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ImGuMlH7JNw/s1600-h/YNP+2009+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399310351795016898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40KH7U1MI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ImGuMlH7JNw/s400/YNP+2009+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls admiring one of the many "something or anothers" we saw that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40Jsr0bwI/AAAAAAAAAf4/JPUjnCwcsnY/s1600-h/YNP+2009+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399310344482221826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40Jsr0bwI/AAAAAAAAAf4/JPUjnCwcsnY/s400/YNP+2009+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken along the trail while waiting for old faithful to go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40JRGZ9NI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Us_RFpehi-g/s1600-h/YNP+2009+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399310337077540050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40JRGZ9NI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Us_RFpehi-g/s400/YNP+2009+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Old Faithful, at last after walking the loop looking at all the other geyser and carrying Taby it felt so good to just sit and watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su41Lvpb7ZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/dPG625oVYCg/s1600-h/YNP+2009+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399311479148899730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su41Lvpb7ZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/dPG625oVYCg/s400/YNP+2009+138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures from the trip. After a long day of being carried in and out of the truck, Taby saying, "It's cold out here, but I'm still A-Okay mom." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399315679101344994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su45ANsIXOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/EcUOs3iwJDw/s400/YNP+2009+150.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I had to laugh many times as you would see cars lined up and people lining the road to catch a glimpse of an elk or a bison.  I guess I have been spoiled living and growing-up in Bancroft were at Mom and Dad's you can just look outside and see the same thing.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su44_b5eyiI/AAAAAAAAAgw/bHAlgI4l_Fs/s1600-h/YNP+2009+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399315665735567906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su44_b5eyiI/AAAAAAAAAgw/bHAlgI4l_Fs/s400/YNP+2009+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first animal of the Day was right in side the gates to the park.  It was a traffic jam I just kept thinking wow it might be a long day!  Neat, but I was still holding out for a bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-3660808554652000058?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/3660808554652000058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=3660808554652000058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/3660808554652000058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/3660808554652000058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/10/yellowstone-day-one.html' title='Yellowstone-- Day One'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Su40voWcPgI/AAAAAAAAAgg/9NIpGDTz470/s72-c/YNP+2009+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-8588233148157166823</id><published>2009-09-28T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T20:17:14.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taby's First Bite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqHa_p4N_I/AAAAAAAAAeo/zXRNgtPBO1M/s1600-h/IMG_4227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393772401563023346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqHa_p4N_I/AAAAAAAAAeo/zXRNgtPBO1M/s400/IMG_4227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In an attempt to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tabytha&lt;/span&gt; to sleep all night I decided to break out the baby rice cereal.  Needless to say it just made a huge mess, and has not help her sleep through the night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqHaRE5b1I/AAAAAAAAAeg/_YWd9YUJzpI/s1600-h/IMG_4226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393772389059882834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqHaRE5b1I/AAAAAAAAAeg/_YWd9YUJzpI/s400/IMG_4226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I waited a few more weeks and she now loves baby cereal and doesn't make quite as big of a mess.  Too bad it hasn't helped her sleep though the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqHZ8UrbEI/AAAAAAAAAeY/YCyywBljkKg/s1600-h/IMG_4225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393772383488928834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqHZ8UrbEI/AAAAAAAAAeY/YCyywBljkKg/s400/IMG_4225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd spit that nasty stuff out too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-8588233148157166823?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8588233148157166823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=8588233148157166823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8588233148157166823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8588233148157166823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/09/tabys-first-bite.html' title='Taby&apos;s First Bite'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqHa_p4N_I/AAAAAAAAAeo/zXRNgtPBO1M/s72-c/IMG_4227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-5959982461307944999</id><published>2009-09-27T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T20:08:57.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Bird...It's Plane...It's Just Payge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One Sunday afternoon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt; was being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt; and came to the house and wanted  a piece of string.  When we asked what for her reply was simple..."I'm making a cape so I can fly."  Whatever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt; knock yourself out, and let me know how it works for you!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqElPvIURI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pyEVQ04shrk/s1600-h/IMG_4217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393769279143825682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqElPvIURI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pyEVQ04shrk/s400/IMG_4217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt; in the playhouse on the second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;attempt&lt;/span&gt;.  First &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;attempt&lt;/span&gt; failed because she used a piece of sewing thread and determined that it was not strong enough.  Smart girl she is.  I tell you, a real genius in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqEksaZKnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-MfaOGjVFZA/s1600-h/IMG_4218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393769269661608562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqEksaZKnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-MfaOGjVFZA/s400/IMG_4218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Raini&lt;/span&gt; convinced her to take her first flight off the trampoline, not the playhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqEkC6vqBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/9U9JBU3-tUQ/s1600-h/IMG_4219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393769258523011090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqEkC6vqBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/9U9JBU3-tUQ/s400/IMG_4219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hold on tight...your gonna do it...come on...fly.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqEjzkb5LI/AAAAAAAAAd4/4lJrXwyfG60/s1600-h/IMG_4220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393769254402909362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqEjzkb5LI/AAAAAAAAAd4/4lJrXwyfG60/s400/IMG_4220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dang...maybe I'll leave flying to the bird and airplanes.  What's next for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt;...only she knows.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-5959982461307944999?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5959982461307944999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=5959982461307944999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5959982461307944999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5959982461307944999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-birdits-planeits-just-payge.html' title='It&apos;s a Bird...It&apos;s Plane...It&apos;s Just Payge'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqElPvIURI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/pyEVQ04shrk/s72-c/IMG_4217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-139956202293943338</id><published>2009-09-12T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:57:04.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Four months has gone way to fast!  Our family has enjoyed Tabytha every minute of everyday.   She rarely gets left alone, and is fast to protest if someone isn't there to talk to her or sing her a silly song.   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqJVGLL__I/AAAAAAAAAcw/8sbHGYMcJHw/s1600-h/IMG_4186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384767300002643954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqJVGLL__I/AAAAAAAAAcw/8sbHGYMcJHw/s400/IMG_4186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taby loves bath time.  A bath can sooth her out of any bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqJUk4h1RI/AAAAAAAAAco/fSpYgPYR9j0/s1600-h/IMG_4150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384767291066012946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqJUk4h1RI/AAAAAAAAAco/fSpYgPYR9j0/s400/IMG_4150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taby love Maggy.  I think it's because she can't pick her up and carry her all over the house like Baylee and Payge do.  Maggy often sits and watches TV with her of "reads" her books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqJUIAolDI/AAAAAAAAAcg/pRwZ1QcmcZg/s1600-h/IMG_4144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384767283315381298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqJUIAolDI/AAAAAAAAAcg/pRwZ1QcmcZg/s400/IMG_4144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again a happy bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqJTj_5s4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/rX2A57oIlc0/s1600-h/IMG_4102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384767273648632706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqJTj_5s4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/rX2A57oIlc0/s400/IMG_4102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taby is just starting to play with toys, and is showing interest in the world around her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-139956202293943338?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/139956202293943338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=139956202293943338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/139956202293943338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/139956202293943338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/09/four-months-old.html' title='Four Months Old'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqJVGLL__I/AAAAAAAAAcw/8sbHGYMcJHw/s72-c/IMG_4186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-37339985038970945</id><published>2009-09-08T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:41:18.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maggy's First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqC2AwH0sI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Sl8EVEh1u18/s1600-h/IMG_4183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384760168901235394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqC2AwH0sI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Sl8EVEh1u18/s400/IMG_4183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maggy has grown-up a lot this last year! She has been so excited to start school like the big girls. This is her first day at Leading Edge Preschool. We are so blessed. . . thanks Mrs. Thompson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqC1eUlCvI/AAAAAAAAAbw/-ErKYNwUgko/s1600-h/IMG_4191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384760159658904306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqC1eUlCvI/AAAAAAAAAbw/-ErKYNwUgko/s400/IMG_4191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Maggy the second day of preschool she goes Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday from 8:30 a.m. to 11 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqC0ghGmJI/AAAAAAAAAbo/jBjqyY_FNW4/s1600-h/IMG_4182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384760143068436626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqC0ghGmJI/AAAAAAAAAbo/jBjqyY_FNW4/s400/IMG_4182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do have to say that it does get a little lonely some mornings and I haven't learned to be very productive during those free hours. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; just sit and marvel in the rare silence of the morning.&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/6776888499382794785-37339985038970945?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/37339985038970945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=37339985038970945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/37339985038970945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/37339985038970945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/09/maggys-first-day-of-school.html' title='Maggy&apos;s First Day of School'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqC2AwH0sI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Sl8EVEh1u18/s72-c/IMG_4183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4468231730822078156</id><published>2009-09-07T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:39:27.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Does Love Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;God sent his love in the form of a beautiful pacifier!   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqGwjCdx7I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/KlGG_CwFXyI/s1600-h/IMG_4180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384764473072273330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqGwjCdx7I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/KlGG_CwFXyI/s400/IMG_4180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peace at last!&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/6776888499382794785-4468231730822078156?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4468231730822078156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4468231730822078156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4468231730822078156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4468231730822078156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/09/god-does-love-me.html' title='God Does Love Me'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqGwjCdx7I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/KlGG_CwFXyI/s72-c/IMG_4180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-402570609035041311</id><published>2009-09-05T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T20:39:24.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Makes Everything Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqLc7MArLI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Xo48Zjpk_Ko/s1600-h/IMG_4176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393776832770256050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqLc7MArLI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Xo48Zjpk_Ko/s400/IMG_4176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy had three requests while her and I spent the weekend together. The zoo, McDonald's and Chocolate cupcakes. Maggy loves anything chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqLcR7QB4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/XDk76Mz_5yk/s1600-h/IMG_4178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393776821694105474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqLcR7QB4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/XDk76Mz_5yk/s400/IMG_4178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's to licking the spoon, and she knows she doesn't have to share it with anyone. Lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqLcDdKksI/AAAAAAAAAew/Ns-Wmfj-csY/s1600-h/IMG_4179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393776817809822402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqLcDdKksI/AAAAAAAAAew/Ns-Wmfj-csY/s400/IMG_4179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A trip to the zoo, $5; Lunch at McDonald's, $7; Chocolate Cupcakes $.25; Maggy's smile, priceless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-402570609035041311?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/402570609035041311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=402570609035041311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/402570609035041311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/402570609035041311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/09/chocolate-makes-everything-better.html' title='Chocolate Makes Everything Better'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/StqLc7MArLI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Xo48Zjpk_Ko/s72-c/IMG_4176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-7219853298867943604</id><published>2009-09-05T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:40:17.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sky is Falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqFqNI7rJI/AAAAAAAAAcI/O8VO47wVXWc/s1600-h/IMG_4175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384763264602975378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqFqNI7rJI/AAAAAAAAAcI/O8VO47wVXWc/s400/IMG_4175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy: "Dad some mud fell from the sky."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad: "Yes, indeed it did!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqFpZR_M1I/AAAAAAAAAcA/iT4D9I52DrM/s1600-h/IMG_4174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384763250682311506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqFpZR_M1I/AAAAAAAAAcA/iT4D9I52DrM/s400/IMG_4174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a cute little girl! You've got to love the innocence of little kids. Who else could smile that big after a bird pooping on there head?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-7219853298867943604?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/7219853298867943604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=7219853298867943604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7219853298867943604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7219853298867943604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/09/sky-is-falling.html' title='The Sky is Falling'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqFqNI7rJI/AAAAAAAAAcI/O8VO47wVXWc/s72-c/IMG_4175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-6124172755895599502</id><published>2009-09-04T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:11:26.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom and Maggy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Green took Baylee and Payge to Utah for the weekend, so Maggy and I spent some quality time togther at the zoo, shopping, and lunch at McDonald's. We had a great time together, and I came home wishing that I had more days like this one to spend with each of my girls.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqNRJqqraI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/JnuxUFbuZio/s1600-h/IMG_4153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384771630267018658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqNRJqqraI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/JnuxUFbuZio/s400/IMG_4153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy was not so thrilled about the tiger in the back ground, in fact she was not so thrilled about any of the animals. The monkeys kept hollering and following her up and down their cage, trying the play with her and that totally freaked her out. She ended up hidding behind the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqNQkfA9xI/AAAAAAAAAdI/jkeZrHdnImw/s1600-h/IMG_4154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384771620286035730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqNQkfA9xI/AAAAAAAAAdI/jkeZrHdnImw/s400/IMG_4154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqNQPdb2OI/AAAAAAAAAdA/d-0mrLlEGaw/s1600-h/IMG_4155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384771614642264290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqNQPdb2OI/AAAAAAAAAdA/d-0mrLlEGaw/s400/IMG_4155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the kind of tiger Maggy likes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqNPsA0OkI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ysLRvm3h6X8/s1600-h/IMG_4152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384771605126986306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqNPsA0OkI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ysLRvm3h6X8/s400/IMG_4152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-6124172755895599502?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6124172755895599502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=6124172755895599502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6124172755895599502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6124172755895599502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/09/mom-and-maggy-day.html' title='Mom and Maggy Day'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SrqNRJqqraI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/JnuxUFbuZio/s72-c/IMG_4153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-3650116612700057412</id><published>2009-08-27T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:13:31.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Uncle Scott</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good things come to those who wait!  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spb1UIyPZ6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/DdOMAuAL9uo/s1600-h/IMG_3962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374752931617662882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spb1UIyPZ6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/DdOMAuAL9uo/s400/IMG_3962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started moving the playhouse two months ago from the very back of the yard to the front of the apple trees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spb1E1F4gsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/-pv4l22Qu_Q/s1600-h/IMG_3961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374752668633301698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spb1E1F4gsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/-pv4l22Qu_Q/s400/IMG_3961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First try we burned-up Scott's crane on his service truck, and there sat the unfinished playhouse.  The kids did not mind though and had a ball with it sitting on the ground all summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spb1EdQ5tEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/EjBCbSxyd0E/s1600-h/IMG_3960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374752662237066306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spb1EdQ5tEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/EjBCbSxyd0E/s400/IMG_3960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night Jeremy and Scott got it put back together.  This morning Maggy was excited to clean the slide off and play! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spb1D6vtc4I/AAAAAAAAAbI/9L1y_hBFWW4/s1600-h/IMG_3958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374752652971045762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spb1D6vtc4I/AAAAAAAAAbI/9L1y_hBFWW4/s400/IMG_3958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Scott for your help and truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spb1DRTz4QI/AAAAAAAAAbA/cJmyfWHrFHk/s1600-h/IMG_3957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374752641848172802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spb1DRTz4QI/AAAAAAAAAbA/cJmyfWHrFHk/s400/IMG_3957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-3650116612700057412?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/3650116612700057412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=3650116612700057412&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/3650116612700057412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/3650116612700057412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-uncle-scott.html' title='Thanks Uncle Scott'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spb1UIyPZ6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/DdOMAuAL9uo/s72-c/IMG_3962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-7802230241040885183</id><published>2009-08-20T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:13:48.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even Dad has to have a first day of school picture. How fun it is to see and feel the excitement the first day of school. I'm so looking forward to the schedule and even the homework part of school. It's a great day for EVERYONE!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbiK08tr1I/AAAAAAAAAZY/rO-kNuMfCu0/s1600-h/IMG_3915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374731880953130834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbiK08tr1I/AAAAAAAAAZY/rO-kNuMfCu0/s400/IMG_3915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbiKheZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/uCBM_vUXAxI/s1600-h/IMG_3912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374731875725734498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbiKheZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/uCBM_vUXAxI/s400/IMG_3912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Payge is in Mrs. Stewart's first grade Class. She is in the same class with a lot of her friends from last year. Payge is so excited to stay at school all day long, she thinks that she's pretty hot stuff and all grown-up. I hope she always is this excited about going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbiKFaEVKI/AAAAAAAAAZI/O0ozDaii7iU/s1600-h/IMG_3911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374731868191347874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbiKFaEVKI/AAAAAAAAAZI/O0ozDaii7iU/s400/IMG_3911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow, looking at Baylee she has grown-up tons this summer. She is pretty proud of her new school clothes and can't wait to get back to her friends in school. I just hope that she doesn't keep chasing the boys like she did during soccer. Man I'm not ready for her to grow-up! Baylee has 31 kids in her fourth grade class, and Mrs. Hyndman is her teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbiJlDPezI/AAAAAAAAAZA/evmlEBrKMEs/s1600-h/IMG_3910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374731859505675058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbiJlDPezI/AAAAAAAAAZA/evmlEBrKMEs/s400/IMG_3910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see how different Baylee and Payge's personalities are by the way they dress. It's a good thing God sends them so different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-7802230241040885183?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/7802230241040885183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=7802230241040885183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7802230241040885183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7802230241040885183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbiK08tr1I/AAAAAAAAAZY/rO-kNuMfCu0/s72-c/IMG_3915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4692096845475970427</id><published>2009-08-20T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:16:02.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ride to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to heck with the car pool thing. The girls are good kids and we have taught them right, and talked to them about the important things! Heck when one of the biggest threats lives next door, why not let them ride their bikes to school. Do I sound like I am justifying this decision? I won't lie it is super nice not to have to drive them to the four blocks to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbmKZo76TI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FIZ4eE_ye7U/s1600-h/IMG_3921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374736271668930866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbmKZo76TI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FIZ4eE_ye7U/s400/IMG_3921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The neighbourhood kids all gather and ride their bike together. The rules are that they have to ride together and wait for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbmKBj_YKI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QSd2NPJ1LGo/s1600-h/IMG_3919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374736265205735586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbmKBj_YKI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QSd2NPJ1LGo/s400/IMG_3919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oldest Tori in front 5 th grade, Kylee 1st grade, Keyra 1st grade, Payge 1st grade, Baylee fourth grade. I don't know what I will do during the winter months but for now! PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbmJtHPo-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Hb6kCWBxhxQ/s1600-h/IMG_3918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374736259716457442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbmJtHPo-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Hb6kCWBxhxQ/s400/IMG_3918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pokey Joe trying to catch up as the morning crew waits for her! Imagine that. . . waiting on Payge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbmJAHBk6I/AAAAAAAAAZo/ZAaqr2XAD_A/s1600-h/IMG_3917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374736247635940258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbmJAHBk6I/AAAAAAAAAZo/ZAaqr2XAD_A/s400/IMG_3917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baylee off and ready to be the boss of three, first graders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbmIt5q6KI/AAAAAAAAAZg/S8lA0gu65VE/s1600-h/IMG_3916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374736242748090530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbmIt5q6KI/AAAAAAAAAZg/S8lA0gu65VE/s400/IMG_3916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremy gets to walk to work! What a blessing the move to Rigby has been for our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-4692096845475970427?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4692096845475970427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4692096845475970427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4692096845475970427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4692096845475970427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/ride-to-school.html' title='The Ride to School'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbmKZo76TI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FIZ4eE_ye7U/s72-c/IMG_3921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-5531908764961657030</id><published>2009-08-20T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:55:14.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally . . . Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really do love my family and kids to pieces, BUT it was time for them to go back to school. I will not lie that I can't wait to put my feet up and enjoy more quiet times with the two smaller girls. Maggy will start preschool in a couple of weeks, and I'll be down to Tabytha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbfFRCcODI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8NMCHjswHTQ/s1600-h/IMG_3923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374728486879246386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbfFRCcODI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8NMCHjswHTQ/s400/IMG_3923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Put my feet up...right!? Now it's time to catch-up from all the summer fun. Time to mop the floor and have it stay clean for at least a hour! Time to only wash dishes once a day! Time to do laundry! Time to go shopping without 4 crying, fighting girls that seemed to want everything. TIME, TIME, TIME. . . Man, is it TIME for them to come home it's kind of lonely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbfEqqXH7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/5fiBq2Twfbo/s1600-h/IMG_3928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374728476577701810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbfEqqXH7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/5fiBq2Twfbo/s400/IMG_3928.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/6776888499382794785-5531908764961657030?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5531908764961657030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=5531908764961657030&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5531908764961657030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5531908764961657030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-back-to-school.html' title='Finally . . . Back to School'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbfFRCcODI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8NMCHjswHTQ/s72-c/IMG_3923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-8726712230477205143</id><published>2009-08-15T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:44:38.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be Ugly today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maggy always has the funniest things to say! This morning I told her we needed to have a bath and fix our hair so we could go to the county fair. Her reply to me was, "Mom, it's okay. I can be ugly today. No one will mind." Girl I know that feeling, and I wish that statement were true. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocOliav0hI/AAAAAAAAAYo/b3TkVDUkH2k/s1600-h/IMG_3887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370277118719545874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocOliav0hI/AAAAAAAAAYo/b3TkVDUkH2k/s400/IMG_3887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I did convince her that she needed to be a pretty girl today!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocOlFPCq-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/9nqjXTI-7Zo/s1600-h/IMG_3886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370277110885821410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocOlFPCq-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/9nqjXTI-7Zo/s400/IMG_3886.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/6776888499382794785-8726712230477205143?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8726712230477205143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=8726712230477205143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8726712230477205143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8726712230477205143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-be-ugly-today.html' title='I&apos;ll be Ugly today'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocOliav0hI/AAAAAAAAAYo/b3TkVDUkH2k/s72-c/IMG_3887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-8915566381963061292</id><published>2009-08-15T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:35:07.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the Soccer Season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We made it!  What fun soccer has been this year.  The girls improved 110% from the first game!  We are proud of them and how hard they worked.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Baylee&lt;/span&gt; scored one goal, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt; was known as the SUPER Goalie!  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocM-dwpWfI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Q72CJgn8zEU/s1600-h/IMG_3851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370275347942693362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocM-dwpWfI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Q72CJgn8zEU/s400/IMG_3851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocM-PpgtnI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/xcY-Eg-N_0A/s1600-h/IMG_3855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370275344154670706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocM-PpgtnI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/xcY-Eg-N_0A/s400/IMG_3855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best part of Soccer!  The treats after the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocM9q3F9HI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5qIMEZpPDO0/s1600-h/IMG_3824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370275334279525490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocM9q3F9HI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5qIMEZpPDO0/s400/IMG_3824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Payge&lt;/span&gt; and her end of the year soccer medal!  Good job girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-8915566381963061292?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8915566381963061292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=8915566381963061292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8915566381963061292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8915566381963061292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/end-of-soccer-season.html' title='End of the Soccer Season!'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocM-dwpWfI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Q72CJgn8zEU/s72-c/IMG_3851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4637261033422220761</id><published>2009-08-15T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:25:26.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only at Aunt Dawn's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ryver has many names at our house; Hoover, Numb nuts...  Most of them came from Uncle Jeremy.  The most popular is, "Tommy Tough Nuts".  This picture explains where that name came from.  Ryver is known to have a secret shoe fetish.  Needless to say he has his pick when he come to our house full of little girls, he is in high heaven!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocJwAqVBaI/AAAAAAAAAYA/WoGqQuOS1Bk/s1600-h/IMG_3819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370271801078515106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocJwAqVBaI/AAAAAAAAAYA/WoGqQuOS1Bk/s400/IMG_3819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We secretly took this picture while Maggy was busy!  "Cause that's girl stuff, not Ryver stuff!"  That's right Tommy, Strut your tough stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocJvpDdIdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/bQjdcO3WvV0/s1600-h/IMG_3818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370271794741453266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocJvpDdIdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/bQjdcO3WvV0/s400/IMG_3818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6776888499382794785-4637261033422220761?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4637261033422220761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4637261033422220761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4637261033422220761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4637261033422220761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/only-at-aunt-dawns.html' title='Only at Aunt Dawn&apos;s'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocJwAqVBaI/AAAAAAAAAYA/WoGqQuOS1Bk/s72-c/IMG_3819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-1461061802294257699</id><published>2009-08-14T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:38:27.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rigby Ninth Ward Carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best ward party ever!  Carnival Games, Hot Dogs, Nachos, Watermelon, Cotton Candy, and homemade ice cream!  The best missionary tool I have ever seen!  I met people in the ward that I have heard about, but never seen at chruch!  The girls had a blast and it was low key.  I didn't have to worry about the kids running wild through the church!  I hope that this becomes a traditional activity in the ward.  It was so much fun!  (Good job Kendra!)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbrrC_UNGI/AAAAAAAAAag/t5L0FbHUIIQ/s1600-h/IMG_3863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374742330082604130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbrrC_UNGI/AAAAAAAAAag/t5L0FbHUIIQ/s400/IMG_3863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Young Women facing painting booth.  I love that the kids could do all these fun things for free.  I know that I'm cheap and will never pay for them to get their faces painted ANYWHERE!  The girls thought this was the neatest thing ever!  And even cooler that the big girls of the ward that  got to paint it for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbrqkDeSlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/65BqXehWksY/s1600-h/IMG_3865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374742321778543186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbrqkDeSlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/65BqXehWksY/s400/IMG_3865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbrqKup_xI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/hLBlt8jtzkE/s1600-h/IMG_3862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374742314980343570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbrqKup_xI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/hLBlt8jtzkE/s400/IMG_3862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spbrp9Gcz6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/I-bazmPOMbU/s1600-h/IMG_3856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374742311322046370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Spbrp9Gcz6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/I-bazmPOMbU/s400/IMG_3856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maggy having fun at the Primary fishing pond!  See the bag of cotton candy?  Again heaven for a little kid that normally would never get this opportunity anywhere else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-1461061802294257699?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1461061802294257699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=1461061802294257699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1461061802294257699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1461061802294257699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/rigby-ninth-ward-carnival.html' title='Rigby Ninth Ward Carnival'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbrrC_UNGI/AAAAAAAAAag/t5L0FbHUIIQ/s72-c/IMG_3863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-451827337799725022</id><published>2009-08-14T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:54:55.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raini couldn't wait for her chance at the pie eating contest at the ward carnival.  She did disappoint me just a little bit by coming in second place.   What are Yost's made of these days?  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbvTXPzUzI/AAAAAAAAAaw/xh9Sr0umizU/s1600-h/IMG_3871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374746321250112306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbvTXPzUzI/AAAAAAAAAaw/xh9Sr0umizU/s400/IMG_3871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay it was chocolate cream pie.  Raini's least favorite, but come-on girl show-um whose boss!  Maybe next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a44ccbc4698468" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D03a44ccbc4698468%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331280692%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FD823FD592EEAFCA8FBB442FB777982462059C3.50DD3B4BD0EDB22C52BC52E54E9334A6FADF5BDC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a44ccbc4698468%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dw8Y85uxQ3eYk0F2rFEO5d4-aCy0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D03a44ccbc4698468%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331280692%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FD823FD592EEAFCA8FBB442FB777982462059C3.50DD3B4BD0EDB22C52BC52E54E9334A6FADF5BDC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a44ccbc4698468%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dw8Y85uxQ3eYk0F2rFEO5d4-aCy0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-451827337799725022?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/451827337799725022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=451827337799725022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/451827337799725022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/451827337799725022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/second-place.html' title='Second Place'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SpbvTXPzUzI/AAAAAAAAAaw/xh9Sr0umizU/s72-c/IMG_3871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4990665931794064679</id><published>2009-08-04T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:12:54.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huckleberry Picking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the last day camping we hit the huckleberry jackpot!  Baylee had been begging me to go with her for a walk because she found a whole bunch of huckleberries...I thought, "Sure you did Baylee..."  Maybe I should listen a little bit closer with a more open mind, because sure enough she did find the jackpot of all jackpots!  To make peace with Baylee, we went for a short hike an hour before we had to leave camp we found a ton of huckleberries.  I love picking huckleberries, but it can be hard work.  God was watching out for us today and lead us to the biggest huckleberries I have ever seen, and they were all over too!  We picked a quart in a hour and were really mad that we hadn't listened to Baylee and gone picking huckleberries earlier!  Maybe next year.  At least we got enough for a couple batches of Raspberry-Huckleberry Jam.  YUM!  YUM!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snz5ex3KjwI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/fxdLRBxPMis/s1600-h/IMG_3812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367439163094896386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snz5ex3KjwI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/fxdLRBxPMis/s400/IMG_3812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snz5ec5FspI/AAAAAAAAAUI/3ctOAN7096E/s1600-h/IMG_3810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367439157465821842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snz5ec5FspI/AAAAAAAAAUI/3ctOAN7096E/s400/IMG_3810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6776888499382794785-4990665931794064679?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4990665931794064679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4990665931794064679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4990665931794064679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4990665931794064679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/huckleberry-picking.html' title='Huckleberry Picking'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snz5ex3KjwI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/fxdLRBxPMis/s72-c/IMG_3812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-7826644257954896100</id><published>2009-08-03T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:26:13.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taby's First Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma's have all the magic.  Grandma Sherry was the first person to get Taby to laugh out loud.  How fun it is to watch little ones grow-up.  Needless to say Grandma really is magic, because Jeremy and I still can't get Taby to even giggle...we'll keep trying.  If not, there's always grandma.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snz8TSoNuqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/m3dZMFhiKd0/s1600-h/IMG_3798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367442264267012770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snz8TSoNuqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/m3dZMFhiKd0/s400/IMG_3798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a video of her laughing.  It wasn't the first time.  Of course that was unexpected.  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I am telling you the kids just never get tired of this place! Raini and the kids came and visited us for the day. We played and floated in the river and had a hot dog roast! Grandpa played chauffeur for the river rats, read his book and Grandma watched the kids with Raini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0CFG0KoXI/AAAAAAAAAVY/b8kCdYDiXdE/s1600-h/IMG_3784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367448617647513970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0CFG0KoXI/AAAAAAAAAVY/b8kCdYDiXdE/s400/IMG_3784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baylee taking Ryver and Maggy for a ride up stream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0CE6QzAdI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HxJv2051F4U/s1600-h/IMG_3770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367448614277939666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0CE6QzAdI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HxJv2051F4U/s400/IMG_3770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took the kids for a float ride from Mack's Inn and tied them to the back of the kayaks. We got done much faster and it was a lot warmer for Mom and Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0CELxLKzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/wHiY0pDLjKQ/s1600-h/IMG_3773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367448601797274418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0CELxLKzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/wHiY0pDLjKQ/s400/IMG_3773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy practicing fishing in the river. I think the biggest fish in that part of the river might be the size of my big toe, but man there are a lot of fishermen that like to "practice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0AVqVQl7I/AAAAAAAAAVA/_CDDTrzgrwc/s1600-h/IMG_3765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367446703036209074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0AVqVQl7I/AAAAAAAAAVA/_CDDTrzgrwc/s400/IMG_3765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The very nice older couple from Utah told us that we could use his kayaks for the day! What fun. I told Jeremy that it was dangerous for us to try something new like that because now we are both hooked and would love a pair of kayaks to add to our camping gear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0AVTqFIPI/AAAAAAAAAU4/FRdXp4RWwiY/s1600-h/IMG_3786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367446696949522674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0AVTqFIPI/AAAAAAAAAU4/FRdXp4RWwiY/s400/IMG_3786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Floating the river...what could be better? Maybe Maggy's smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0AVK27cpI/AAAAAAAAAUw/WuQfLPmCm6c/s1600-h/IMG_3790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367446694587495058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0AVK27cpI/AAAAAAAAAUw/WuQfLPmCm6c/s400/IMG_3790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls were begging Jeremy for a ride in the kayak. So he paddled them upstream for awhile. Don't they just look thrilled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0AURy7RzI/AAAAAAAAAUg/DydgMg0UCMA/s1600-h/IMG_3792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367446679269885746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0AURy7RzI/AAAAAAAAAUg/DydgMg0UCMA/s400/IMG_3792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The traditional campfire hot dog roast. Enough said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-5728847845661778949?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5728847845661778949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=5728847845661778949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5728847845661778949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/5728847845661778949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/coffe-pot-day-four.html' title='Coffee Pot--Day Four'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0CFG0KoXI/AAAAAAAAAVY/b8kCdYDiXdE/s72-c/IMG_3784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-7868958151832902800</id><published>2009-08-02T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:33:19.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Pot--Day Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0Kgq3QZTI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Du_vq7OATiA/s1600-h/124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367457887273641266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0Kgq3QZTI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Du_vq7OATiA/s400/124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three cute little girls waiting to go fishing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0KgPWcU9I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/NW5sXymyA8I/s1600-h/095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367457879888253906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0KgPWcU9I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/NW5sXymyA8I/s400/095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taby enjoying the great outdoors at 2 1/2 months old. We've got to train her early! I have to say that she is quite the little trooper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0KfrHfa0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/QhBfcBddavE/s1600-h/137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367457870161865538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0KfrHfa0I/AAAAAAAAAWI/QhBfcBddavE/s400/137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy was not so excited about the fishing and the two older kids. The worms freaked her out and the fish were to slimy. She reminds me a lot of me at that age. She doesn't like to leave our side and is a chicken about most everything. Poor girl I know how she feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0I1fvkcLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/6TbmWe0i0Jo/s1600-h/131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367456046042607794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0I1fvkcLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/6TbmWe0i0Jo/s400/131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Payge hoping to catch a fish that probably isn't even there. We figured, "What they don't know won't hurt them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0I1Ki7m5I/AAAAAAAAAV4/g3eiVhw0XCo/s1600-h/134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367456040352455570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0I1Ki7m5I/AAAAAAAAAV4/g3eiVhw0XCo/s400/134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baylee waiting patiently to catch fish at the kids fishing pond. There was another family there fishing and we politely asked them if they have ever caught a fish there. They said that they have been coming here every weekend, and have never caught a fish. Some people never learn, but we did. We packed up the fish poles to find us another "hot" fishing spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0I0kQY1NI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4U9bGySURaI/s1600-h/141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367456030074131666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0I0kQY1NI/AAAAAAAAAVw/4U9bGySURaI/s400/141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baylee was the first one to catch a fish, but it was so small she didn't know it was on her line so she just walked off and left her fishing pole sitting there. Jeremy then picked it up and reeled it in and found a tiny little fish at the end. Baylee never did give up trying to catch another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0Iz8T7NSI/AAAAAAAAAVo/WjT0qPVc-34/s1600-h/IMG_3757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367456019351549218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0Iz8T7NSI/AAAAAAAAAVo/WjT0qPVc-34/s400/IMG_3757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Payge finally caught a fish thanks to uncle Eric. Like I said before...what they don't know won't hurt them...Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0Izts3AYI/AAAAAAAAAVg/44-Mmj47QAk/s1600-h/IMG_3760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367456015429599618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0Izts3AYI/AAAAAAAAAVg/44-Mmj47QAk/s400/IMG_3760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture of camp. This is the second year that we've had this same campsite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-7868958151832902800?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/7868958151832902800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=7868958151832902800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7868958151832902800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/7868958151832902800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/coffee-pot-day-three.html' title='Coffee Pot--Day Three'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0Kgq3QZTI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Du_vq7OATiA/s72-c/124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4167417240018926405</id><published>2009-08-01T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:58:07.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Pot--Day Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was Eric and Bonnie's first full day with us in Island Park.  We had a full day full of fun.  First we went to Johnny Sack's Cabin, then floated from Mack's Inn to the campground.  Then finished the day with S'more making.  I'm not sure we could get Bonnie to float down the river again after we found that disgusting leech sucking my ankle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0R6VcsSlI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/80wGtldNisg/s1600-h/053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367466024783071826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0R6VcsSlI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/80wGtldNisg/s400/053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Payge found a new friend this weekend aren't they so cute.  They never left each others side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0R59RlIII/AAAAAAAAAXI/3-HHT5KzpyQ/s1600-h/051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367466018294014082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0R59RlIII/AAAAAAAAAXI/3-HHT5KzpyQ/s400/051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another fun picture of "buds" Eric and Jeremy walking down the path from Johnny Sacks' cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0QxKlDbmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rzlz_k0BLgA/s1600-h/050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367464767734902370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0QxKlDbmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rzlz_k0BLgA/s400/050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fun to be cousins and even more fun to have boys to play with! Thanks Eric and Bonnie for sharing the weekend with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0QwvF031I/AAAAAAAAAW4/sjzU3LlpqlY/s1600-h/IMG_3720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367464760356167506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0QwvF031I/AAAAAAAAAW4/sjzU3LlpqlY/s400/IMG_3720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids spent all morning catching skippy bugs in the river. They had a whole bucket full and then brought them back to camp for us all to see. The bucket tipped over and the skippy bugs all escaped. Some got thrown in the fire, others were saved and taken back to the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0QwTdudWI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ya9iWfKAy7c/s1600-h/IMG_3739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367464752940217698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0QwTdudWI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ya9iWfKAy7c/s400/IMG_3739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy eating her first S'more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0QwM6GQMI/AAAAAAAAAWo/WCREnOE4xxY/s1600-h/IMG_3740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367464751180169410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0QwM6GQMI/AAAAAAAAAWo/WCREnOE4xxY/s400/IMG_3740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Payge and Baylee enjoying a S'more before bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0QvqHg9tI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BpKBi6H1wU4/s1600-h/057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367464741841204946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0QvqHg9tI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BpKBi6H1wU4/s400/057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandpa Gordon had never had a S'more before.  What a shame for a guy who camps as much as him.  He said the he hadn't been missing out on much all these years.  Crazy man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-4167417240018926405?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4167417240018926405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4167417240018926405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4167417240018926405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4167417240018926405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/08/coffee-pot-day-two.html' title='Coffee Pot--Day Two'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sn0R6VcsSlI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/80wGtldNisg/s72-c/053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4876149319292383157</id><published>2009-07-31T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:15:05.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Pot-- Day One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy campers that's what we are!  After 6 months of planning and antcipation, vacation week is finally here!  Over the years we have gotten everything to make this camping trip perfect!  Coffee Pot is our annual vacation spot.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocGbwAQ6cI/AAAAAAAAAXw/WBfRF_TwclI/s1600-h/IMG_3743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370268154474850754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocGbwAQ6cI/AAAAAAAAAXw/WBfRF_TwclI/s400/IMG_3743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taby  2 1/2 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocGbZx30II/AAAAAAAAAXo/BIhOWOv5cZw/s1600-h/IMG_3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370268148508905602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocGbZx30II/AAAAAAAAAXo/BIhOWOv5cZw/s400/IMG_3741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocGa6prfuI/AAAAAAAAAXg/HdJ3CypVEwE/s1600-h/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370268140153044706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocGa6prfuI/AAAAAAAAAXg/HdJ3CypVEwE/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It doesn't take very long for the kids to find the river and all the fun things that go with it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocGaU9hb1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/jE5X9N2N1Os/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370268130035724114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocGaU9hb1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/jE5X9N2N1Os/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-4876149319292383157?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4876149319292383157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4876149319292383157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4876149319292383157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4876149319292383157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/coffee-pot-day-one.html' title='Coffee Pot-- Day One'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SocGbwAQ6cI/AAAAAAAAAXw/WBfRF_TwclI/s72-c/IMG_3743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2408523079968818671</id><published>2009-07-24T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:25:38.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Ole 24th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Old traditions are the best, and the twenty-fourth of July is one of those traditions that as a kid and teenager was the highlight of the summer. As a kid the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July actually started on the 23rd with the town dutch oven dinner and melodrama. Both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Raini&lt;/span&gt; and I were part of the melodrama plays for 2 or 3 years. What fun memories. Then we would wake up the next morning and go to the Lion's Club Breakfast. Of course it was fun to see the town of Bancroft quadruple over night. It was always fun looking out for friends that had moved away or we hadn't seen all summer while we waited for the parade to start. After the parade came the foot races in the park, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DUP&lt;/span&gt; program, then the good old Bancroft Rodeo. Not to mention the youth dance that night. Many good memories... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snuj_r-p46I/AAAAAAAAATo/HSDSewzYTW8/s1600-h/IMG_3706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367063695474680738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snuj_r-p46I/AAAAAAAAATo/HSDSewzYTW8/s400/IMG_3706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I grow-up it is still fun to relive those good childhood memories, and share them with my family now. We don't take the kids to the breakfast (Grandpa makes the best breakfast around), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DUP&lt;/span&gt; program(boring anyway), foot races, or famous rodeo. I hope my kids will have different fond memories of going to Grandma and Grandpa's for the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July, of the parade two-way parade and the absurd amount of candy thrown. Thank Heavens for small town traditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snuj_JQdTFI/AAAAAAAAATg/zsf1_OfAkDw/s1600-h/IMG_3705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367063686154112082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snuj_JQdTFI/AAAAAAAAATg/zsf1_OfAkDw/s400/IMG_3705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anxiously&lt;/span&gt; awaiting another shovel full of candy. Maggy waving trying to use her charm to get more candy one could ever imagine. Did I say the amount of candy they got was totally absurd! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snuj-0z0yNI/AAAAAAAAATY/mMTusTrQiAg/s1600-h/IMG_3703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367063680665307346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snuj-0z0yNI/AAAAAAAAATY/mMTusTrQiAg/s400/IMG_3703.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/6776888499382794785-2408523079968818671?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2408523079968818671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2408523079968818671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2408523079968818671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2408523079968818671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-ole-24th-of-july.html' title='Good Ole 24th of July'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snuj_r-p46I/AAAAAAAAATo/HSDSewzYTW8/s72-c/IMG_3706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4281821829248807848</id><published>2009-07-21T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:45:52.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splashing in the Backyard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This summer has been so full of fun that wow it's almost over! This is a example of a fun afternoon of play at home with Ryver and the Girls.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snuua56fzYI/AAAAAAAAAUA/qpjarowRjic/s1600-h/IMG_3682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367075158188084610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snuua56fzYI/AAAAAAAAAUA/qpjarowRjic/s400/IMG_3682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice Payge and Maggy's posing as Movie Stars, and Ryver telling the world that he's the man.  Yes, Ryver you are the little man at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnuuasaBBPI/AAAAAAAAAT4/dkUONNbOqUg/s1600-h/IMG_3687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367075154562188530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnuuasaBBPI/AAAAAAAAAT4/dkUONNbOqUg/s400/IMG_3687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What fun sliding down into the freezing cold water.  What it would be like to be a kids again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnuuaCKWPWI/AAAAAAAAATw/8OWXK9lsuMc/s1600-h/IMG_3690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367075143222181218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnuuaCKWPWI/AAAAAAAAATw/8OWXK9lsuMc/s400/IMG_3690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every time Ryver would go down the slide he would jump up and say, "Na Na (dawn), Yay, Yay, (clapping his hands).  I would then have to say: "Yay, Ryver, Yay."  Then he would hold up his crooked pointer finger and say, "one more?"  I would then have to reply: "Yes, Ryver, one more time."  This went on for a very long time.  What a fun Maggy and Ryver have together. . . usually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-4281821829248807848?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4281821829248807848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4281821829248807848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4281821829248807848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4281821829248807848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/splish-splashing-in-backyard.html' title='Splish Splashing in the Backyard'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Snuua56fzYI/AAAAAAAAAUA/qpjarowRjic/s72-c/IMG_3682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-6184416629241026734</id><published>2009-07-19T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:24:48.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craters of the Moon Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBhMGG9ENI/AAAAAAAAASo/pWt1hHpDWLA/s1600-h/IMG_3670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363894016624365778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBhMGG9ENI/AAAAAAAAASo/pWt1hHpDWLA/s400/IMG_3670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taby's favorite thing about Craters of the Moon was. . . going home where she could sleep and it was a little cooler. She also loved being carried around by mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBhLufusYI/AAAAAAAAASg/wmyKfZBMUuo/s1600-h/IMG_3668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363894010285830530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBhLufusYI/AAAAAAAAASg/wmyKfZBMUuo/s400/IMG_3668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy's favorite things was the flushing toilets. She has a deep fear of vaulted porta potties! She also liked when the volcanoes went "Boom!-- but danged-it mom we missed the show."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBhLaKGMII/AAAAAAAAASY/0j45Un_1DEM/s1600-h/IMG_3666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363894004826386562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBhLaKGMII/AAAAAAAAASY/0j45Un_1DEM/s400/IMG_3666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Payge liked exploring the cave and being Ranger Tiffany's helper at the Jr. Ranger program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBhLJ3-H6I/AAAAAAAAASQ/XX2k_GQMob4/s1600-h/IMG_3665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363894000455393186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBhLJ3-H6I/AAAAAAAAASQ/XX2k_GQMob4/s400/IMG_3665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baylee also liked exploring the caves, and was totally into the "science" of it all. She's our technical little girl and loves to use her vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;Baylee-- "Mom I need some hydration."&lt;br /&gt;Mom--"How about a drink Baylee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBhK7V4n4I/AAAAAAAAASI/mxycYEWgjDs/s1600-h/IMG_3662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363893996554329986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBhK7V4n4I/AAAAAAAAASI/mxycYEWgjDs/s400/IMG_3662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6776888499382794785-6184416629241026734?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6184416629241026734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=6184416629241026734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6184416629241026734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/6184416629241026734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/craters-of-moon-favorites.html' title='Craters of the Moon Favorites'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBhMGG9ENI/AAAAAAAAASo/pWt1hHpDWLA/s72-c/IMG_3670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-1070046885028981745</id><published>2009-07-19T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:24:20.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craters of the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look Mom it's a rock. Isn't this rock pretty? Look this rock is shiny. I like this rock. This rock has glass on it. Look Mom rocks, rocks, rocks. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBdE9sLgII/AAAAAAAAASA/pAsUzeOxOHI/s1600-h/IMG_3661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363889496058986626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBdE9sLgII/AAAAAAAAASA/pAsUzeOxOHI/s400/IMG_3661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBdEsARgfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/hqyRJoVPHPs/s1600-h/IMG_3657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363889491311428082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBdEsARgfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/hqyRJoVPHPs/s400/IMG_3657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of our first family pictures with Taby. Don't hate me because I'm beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBdEDbmtQI/AAAAAAAAARw/tFJgKiehlAQ/s1600-h/IMG_3653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363889480420209922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBdEDbmtQI/AAAAAAAAARw/tFJgKiehlAQ/s400/IMG_3653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad and the girls on top of the cinder cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBdDvlm-PI/AAAAAAAAARo/tQ00I20MqAU/s1600-h/IMG_3651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363889475093461234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBdDvlm-PI/AAAAAAAAARo/tQ00I20MqAU/s400/IMG_3651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Resting under the one lonely shade tree on top of the cinder cone. That tree is probably the most loved tree in craters of the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBdDYEViSI/AAAAAAAAARg/nV6B80DiVlk/s1600-h/IMG_3646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363889468779890978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBdDYEViSI/AAAAAAAAARg/nV6B80DiVlk/s400/IMG_3646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the beginning of our hike up the cinder cone. I was very proud of myself that I made it to the top and didn't even have a stroke! Like always the pictures don't do it justice. This ended up being my favorite part of craters of the moon. At the top you over look the whole park and it is amazing to think that once long ago everything you see was once volcanoes and red hot lava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-1070046885028981745?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1070046885028981745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=1070046885028981745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1070046885028981745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1070046885028981745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/craters-of-moon_29.html' title='Craters of the Moon'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBdE9sLgII/AAAAAAAAASA/pAsUzeOxOHI/s72-c/IMG_3661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4832017435392350155</id><published>2009-07-18T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:23:06.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craters of the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A welcome break from Drivers Ed. Look at that rare grin of Jeremy's. He was in Science Heaven. I realized that I married a very smart man. I think his knowledge of the geology really made everything at Craters that much more interesting. This is the kind of stuff he has been studying through his Masters Program, and it was fun to see him put that knowledge to use. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_K4R1pnYI/AAAAAAAAARY/JscFo-IK0-8/s1600-h/IMG_3631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363728749431463298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_K4R1pnYI/AAAAAAAAARY/JscFo-IK0-8/s400/IMG_3631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You couldn't wipe that smile off his face for three whole days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_K4KNZzTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Wld2hwIKjSc/s1600-h/IMG_3623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363728747383606578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_K4KNZzTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Wld2hwIKjSc/s400/IMG_3623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our cute little Jr. Rangers in their Craters of the Moon Hats that they someday will be buried in because they cost us more than their coffin would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_K3-HQnOI/AAAAAAAAARI/U8pBM8oQIUo/s1600-h/IMG_3619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363728744136613090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_K3-HQnOI/AAAAAAAAARI/U8pBM8oQIUo/s400/IMG_3619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best part of the whole trip for the girls was completing the Jr. Ranger program. This is a picture of them getting their Jr. Ranger Badges and taking the oath to bring Ranger Tiffany chocolate chip cookies and root beer floats. Poor Ranger Tiffany would have to settle for an otter pop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_K3tn8U5I/AAAAAAAAARA/XeQFFk20OvY/s1600-h/IMG_3609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363728739710292882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_K3tn8U5I/AAAAAAAAARA/XeQFFk20OvY/s400/IMG_3609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maggy was tuckered out after hiking to the tree molds and through all of the ice caves; probably a good 4-5 miles. Dad gave her a break and gave her a ride back to the truck! Hold on to that hat girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_K3UpFJfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/FWe5rqTvD6c/s1600-h/IMG_3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363728733004178930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_K3UpFJfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/FWe5rqTvD6c/s400/IMG_3606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Strolling along the ice cave paths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-4832017435392350155?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4832017435392350155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=4832017435392350155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4832017435392350155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/4832017435392350155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/craters-of-moon_18.html' title='Craters of the Moon'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_K4R1pnYI/AAAAAAAAARY/JscFo-IK0-8/s72-c/IMG_3631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-1348195345129650682</id><published>2009-07-18T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:00:53.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craters of the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are some neat things here in Idaho that we decided that we needed to take advantage of. Craters of the Moon is one of those places. We had a lot of people tell us that it was a little piece of hell on earth, but we spent the weekend there and had a blast! Yes it was HOT, Windy (thank goodness!), dusty and yes the shade was very sparce! On the upside the girls thought it was awesome, learned a lot and there were NO Mosquitos!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_Fg_bsYGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/kjKoAEi3ASM/s1600-h/IMG_3600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363722851795624034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_Fg_bsYGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/kjKoAEi3ASM/s400/IMG_3600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Picture of the girls in the Scout Ice Cave. Maggy was a little unsure of being down in a cave, that was wet and cold! The temperature in the ice caves was 45 degrees and nice relief from the 98 + degrees it was on the hiking trails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_FgguyNzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YCQbWZSj9iU/s1600-h/IMG_3594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363722843554199346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_FgguyNzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YCQbWZSj9iU/s400/IMG_3594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and the girls in the Indain Ice Caves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_FgKJt2SI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7fNY-1iINkY/s1600-h/IMG_3572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363722837493143842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_FgKJt2SI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7fNY-1iINkY/s400/IMG_3572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy being a trooper and she takes a stroll back to the truck after our 2 mile hike to the tree molds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_Ff8OUzuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/s6A_6PlOqA8/s1600-h/IMG_3565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363722833754377954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_Ff8OUzuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/s6A_6PlOqA8/s400/IMG_3565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A quick rest and picture of the group at the tree mold area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_FfmoNqzI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/aeKfyZYVAHg/s1600-h/IMG_3561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363722827957381938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_FfmoNqzI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/aeKfyZYVAHg/s400/IMG_3561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We thought we were going on a guided tour of the ice caves, but ended up on the wrong trail. Needless to say we never caught up with the cave group, but ended up looking at the wild flowers and tree molds. Payge still is trying to decide if the monkey flowers really say, "OO-OO AH-AH" when you touch them. All though she swears that it's just Mom. What do you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-1348195345129650682?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1348195345129650682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=1348195345129650682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1348195345129650682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/1348195345129650682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/craters-of-moon.html' title='Craters of the Moon'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sm_Fg_bsYGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/kjKoAEi3ASM/s72-c/IMG_3600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2051671233497046280</id><published>2009-07-15T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:48:12.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ribgy Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After many days of begging we finally made the trip to Rigby Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBsZybpaqI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jcbI2GQwaso/s1600-h/IMG_3543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906346488523426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBsZybpaqI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jcbI2GQwaso/s400/IMG_3543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy doing her movie star pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBsZWlpPLI/AAAAAAAAATI/M4nqtDUONVk/s1600-h/IMG_3551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906339014261938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBsZWlpPLI/AAAAAAAAATI/M4nqtDUONVk/s400/IMG_3551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryver had a blast too.  Gathering rock and splashing in the water.  He was covered in sand and didn't even care.  (Either did Raini.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBsZFMJznI/AAAAAAAAATA/-xM7hwAskzc/s1600-h/IMG_3547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906334343941746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBsZFMJznI/AAAAAAAAATA/-xM7hwAskzc/s400/IMG_3547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls filled the boat with rocks from the bottom of the lake then brought them to the shore for everyone else to play with.  You can tell that this was a serious mission from the expression on Payge's face. They were all business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBsY3A7i1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/5nxC7kawypA/s1600-h/IMG_3556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906330538773330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBsY3A7i1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/5nxC7kawypA/s400/IMG_3556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maggy's cute little bum.  Little girls "crack" me up.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBsYm5uFVI/AAAAAAAAASw/suDTD3ghfww/s1600-h/IMG_3558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906326213563730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBsYm5uFVI/AAAAAAAAASw/suDTD3ghfww/s400/IMG_3558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baylee and Best Friend Emma.  This was our last play date with Emma before she moved to Cleveland.  We are still trying to figure out what to do without her around!  We miss you Emma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-2051671233497046280?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2051671233497046280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2051671233497046280&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2051671233497046280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2051671233497046280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/ribgy-lake.html' title='Ribgy Lake'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SnBsZybpaqI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jcbI2GQwaso/s72-c/IMG_3543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2058972609577645218</id><published>2009-07-12T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:47:42.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taby's Two Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPpNlJxE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Pd63TbqsdAk/s1600-h/IMG_3540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360384401021670242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPpNlJxE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Pd63TbqsdAk/s400/IMG_3540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's hard to believe that Taby's already two months old. Sniff, Sniff. She is such a joy to have in our family. Is a pretty baby who loves to be held especially on her tummy. She loves to snuggle, is not a fan of pacifiers, and is just starting to melt your heart with her fun coos and smiles.  At her doctors appointment she weighed 11 lbs 6 oz., and was 23 inches long.  She was my smallest baby, who now has turned into my fastest growing girl! &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPn1a3zxhI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4kH7sh-r750/s1600-h/IMG_3541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360382886433506834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPn1a3zxhI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4kH7sh-r750/s400/IMG_3541.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/6776888499382794785-2058972609577645218?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2058972609577645218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2058972609577645218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2058972609577645218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2058972609577645218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/tabys-two-months-old.html' title='Taby&apos;s Two Months Old'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPpNlJxE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Pd63TbqsdAk/s72-c/IMG_3540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-4985473018173301703</id><published>2009-07-04T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:51:38.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We did fireworks at home this year.  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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-527939209424570810</id><published>2009-07-04T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:25:34.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to leave town for the Fourth of July.  We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Palisades&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Reservoir&lt;/span&gt;, we thought it would be crazy busy in all the campsite, but it was not so.  It did help that it was cold and rainy all weekend!  All the rain did not stop us from having a great time though.  We were very thankful that we had the trailer and weren't sleeping in a tent.  I'm sure the family next to us had a very wet night! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmY7jIkO5-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/U822vmVBVSQ/s1600-h/IMG_3508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361037881212069858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmY7jIkO5-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/U822vmVBVSQ/s400/IMG_3508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the fun things about camping is cooking in the dutch oven.  Both Jeremy and I think that it's fun, and like to try different recipes.  This was a recipe of Jeremy's and it was a success!  A brownie mix topped with a can of pie cherries.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yummmm&lt;/span&gt;.  (And because we are spoiled trailer campers, we even had vanilla ice cream on top!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmY7i2CtG9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/t4JXV3ay0DQ/s1600-h/IMG_3501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361037876239604690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmY7i2CtG9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/t4JXV3ay0DQ/s400/IMG_3501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls waiting for the cobbler to cool off.  They were going a little stir crazy because it rained most of the afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmY7iYrh4zI/AAAAAAAAAPw/TsnRxWMJubw/s1600-h/IMG_3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361037868357772082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmY7iYrh4zI/AAAAAAAAAPw/TsnRxWMJubw/s400/IMG_3488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy practicing fishing.  We camped right by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;, but we were in Wyoming so we could not fish legally.  The girls were a little disappointed and thought that I was silly that just down the road a mile we were back in Idaho and could fish, but not in the campground.  After all it was the same fish in the same lake!  I think Jeremy was a little relieved that we were in Wyoming and didn't have to hassle with fishing poles.  We tied tree branches on the end of the fishing poles and they were satisfied with "fishing practice!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmY7iCxc6jI/AAAAAAAAAPo/rsDGXj7EX_A/s1600-h/IMG_3478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361037862477031986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmY7iCxc6jI/AAAAAAAAAPo/rsDGXj7EX_A/s400/IMG_3478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ventured on a hike while the sun was shining.  The sunshine lasted about 20 minutes and then our hike was cut short due to a thunder storm.  Pretty while it lasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmY7hiBLsgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/KMALcUzOXeU/s1600-h/IMG_3482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361037853684642306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmY7hiBLsgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/KMALcUzOXeU/s400/IMG_3482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and the girls in a clearing of wildflowers.  Everything was so green and pretty due to all the rain this year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-527939209424570810?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/527939209424570810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=527939209424570810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/527939209424570810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/527939209424570810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourth-of-july-weekend.html' title='Fourth of July Weekend'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmY7jIkO5-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/U822vmVBVSQ/s72-c/IMG_3508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-8215375666696771823</id><published>2009-07-01T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:40:04.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baylee The Soccer Star</title><content type='html'>Baylee has had so much fun playing soccer.  She has worked really hard and gets better every week.  She almost scored a goal this week, but soon realized that it was the other team's goal!  I didn't know which was more fun to watch, Baylee or Dad as he screamed down the field, "Baylee, wrong way, turned it around, Baylee WRONG WAY!!!"  Fun, Fun memories.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPlAaWCvAI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fGobPpeOeSw/s1600-h/IMG_3531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360379776735558658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPlAaWCvAI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fGobPpeOeSw/s400/IMG_3531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baylee got the Yost Red in the face gene.  Poor girl.  One run down the field and she looks like she has never ran in her life!  I heard another little boy on her team ask his mom in amazement, "Mom is my face that red?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPkpWxLMXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0kgk1cXyGpE/s1600-h/IMG_3532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360379380638626162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPkpWxLMXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0kgk1cXyGpE/s400/IMG_3532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baylee's team, "The Green Team"  how original I know!  Coached by Mr. Blakley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPkpEnDyjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/7tUDy4bP7Z0/s1600-h/IMG_3474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360379375764359730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPkpEnDyjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/7tUDy4bP7Z0/s400/IMG_3474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baylee's first year of soccer. I have been so impressed with Rigby's soccer program. After seeing how organized and put together the program is, plus the snazzy uniforms the girls got, I feel like my $100 was well spent. It also helps seeing them have fun while learning something new! &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/6776888499382794785-8215375666696771823?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8215375666696771823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=8215375666696771823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8215375666696771823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8215375666696771823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/baylee-soccer-star.html' title='Baylee The Soccer Star'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPlAaWCvAI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fGobPpeOeSw/s72-c/IMG_3531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-3114267083914195343</id><published>2009-07-01T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:54:42.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Payge's on Fire Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is our first year playing soccer. It actually has been more fun to watch than I first thought. Payge is doing good but definitely doesn't have a huge competitive side. She is however very social and likes to run around and follow everyone as they run around. Payge wanted to be the goalie so bad and finally got her chance. She did an awesome job and I think she finally found her spot on the soccer field. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPhUcgP2EI/AAAAAAAAAOg/QuUz-pEvhUA/s1600-h/IMG_3528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360375722866104386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPhUcgP2EI/AAAAAAAAAOg/QuUz-pEvhUA/s400/IMG_3528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every time Payge goes to kick the ball she starts to twirl her hair around her ear, and forget what she's suppose to do. Silly kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPhUJMYd3I/AAAAAAAAAOY/bGyK5XOciEo/s1600-h/IMG_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360375717682509682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPhUJMYd3I/AAAAAAAAAOY/bGyK5XOciEo/s400/IMG_3530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Payge's team called " On Fire." Coached by Adam Wood, a very kind man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPhT2orqEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0eMto2pQiic/s1600-h/IMG_3453+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360375712700934210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPhT2orqEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0eMto2pQiic/s400/IMG_3453+-+Copy.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/6776888499382794785-3114267083914195343?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/3114267083914195343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=3114267083914195343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/3114267083914195343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/3114267083914195343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/07/payges-on-fire-soccer.html' title='Payge&apos;s on Fire Soccer'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SmPhUcgP2EI/AAAAAAAAAOg/QuUz-pEvhUA/s72-c/IMG_3528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-2456304957954606569</id><published>2009-06-21T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:39:04.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Love Our Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Father's Day. We love you and everything you do for us. We also love the fun side of you that we see every now and then!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SllocPupvbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/f_cReq5r188/s1600-h/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357428066201746866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SllocPupvbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/f_cReq5r188/s400/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllobi9a6NI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0S62J3AVAkU/s1600-h/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357428054184093906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllobi9a6NI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0S62J3AVAkU/s400/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+020.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/6776888499382794785-2456304957954606569?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/2456304957954606569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=2456304957954606569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2456304957954606569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/2456304957954606569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-love-our-daddy.html' title='We Love Our Daddy'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/SllocPupvbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/f_cReq5r188/s72-c/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776888499382794785.post-8713934812969051796</id><published>2009-06-21T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:23:14.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tabytha's Blessing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We killed two birds with one stone and blessed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tabytha&lt;/span&gt; on Father's Day. It was a great day and had just about all our family here! Neil and April were the only ones that could not make it. We had a lovely church service then came home and had hot dogs and salads for lunch. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllh3ayfW_I/AAAAAAAAANw/-Rns8LydKhE/s1600-h/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357420836445707250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllh3ayfW_I/AAAAAAAAANw/-Rns8LydKhE/s400/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Taby&lt;/span&gt; doesn't look very happy about this picture. This was after a long day of being passed from person to person. So I can't blame her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllh3IncdjI/AAAAAAAAANo/oBKqGlLWacw/s1600-h/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357420831567541810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllh3IncdjI/AAAAAAAAANo/oBKqGlLWacw/s400/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the best picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Taby&lt;/span&gt; we got. I know. . . not that great. She is wearing the booties that Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Stavast&lt;/span&gt; makes and the gorgeous knitted blanket also came from Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Stavast&lt;/span&gt;. I swear her knitting looks so perfect it looks like a machine did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllh2wdxKcI/AAAAAAAAANg/PLkankbERxY/s1600-h/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357420825084504514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllh2wdxKcI/AAAAAAAAANg/PLkankbERxY/s400/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All for the names sake. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tabytha&lt;/span&gt; Doreen, meet your Great Grandma Jesse Doreen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Stavast&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllh2iWQJFI/AAAAAAAAANY/swZ7kr45bew/s1600-h/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357420821294883922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllh2iWQJFI/AAAAAAAAANY/swZ7kr45bew/s400/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Four Generations--Jeremy Green, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tabytha&lt;/span&gt; Green, Barbara Green, Doreen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Stavast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllg-11IWpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/cpeQ48R6UB0/s1600-h/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357419864451996306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllg-11IWpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/cpeQ48R6UB0/s400/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eric, we are so glad you made it for dinner even if you were late for the blessing. . .we won't hold against you, and yes you can have a hot dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllg-RlWHDI/AAAAAAAAANI/2BM-t-nQQRU/s1600-h/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357419854722112562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllg-RlWHDI/AAAAAAAAANI/2BM-t-nQQRU/s400/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kera&lt;/span&gt; made a surprise visit and came just before church started. Her and Jeff stayed for lunch then headed back to Boise. Misty and Mike were also visiting from Oregon. It was fun to see everyone together again. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Raini&lt;/span&gt; and Scott, yes they walked the block and came too. Scott even ate a hot dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllg98UnqqI/AAAAAAAAANA/Q-OqbprhRZY/s1600-h/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357419849014815394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllg98UnqqI/AAAAAAAAANA/Q-OqbprhRZY/s400/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute cousin picnic. Maggy is still talking about eating with Bill and Austin! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6776888499382794785-8713934812969051796?l=gottabeagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8713934812969051796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6776888499382794785&amp;postID=8713934812969051796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8713934812969051796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6776888499382794785/posts/default/8713934812969051796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottabeagreen.blogspot.com/2009/06/tabythas-blessing-day.html' title='Tabytha&apos;s Blessing Day'/><author><name>Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04525147643692767379</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/_4oLBvNiQtaQ/Sllh3ayfW_I/AAAAAAAAANw/-Rns8LydKhE/s72-c/Tabythya%27s+Blessing+105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
