<?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-6425717832485411359</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:08:19.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Live well...Laugh much...Blog often</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-3952641678987961576</id><published>2011-04-11T16:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:05:48.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I've been working. Too much. So I decided to stop that nonsense, and now....I have time again. Stay tuned. I will post a ton, A TON of pictures! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-3952641678987961576?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/3952641678987961576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2011/04/where-have-i-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3952641678987961576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3952641678987961576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2011/04/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-3464125883885614673</id><published>2010-08-09T13:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:43:27.532-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vernal is a happening place!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBXuaK2MMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/4RdQIue1RTM/s1600/random+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503495199457161410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBXuaK2MMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/4RdQIue1RTM/s320/random+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Vernal. What is there to say about Vernal? ALOT! There's the dinosaur museum! For one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBXtwUWxJI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Ujfq-L28OIY/s1600/random+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503495188222755986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBXtwUWxJI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Ujfq-L28OIY/s320/random+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBXtkjf4GI/AAAAAAAAAUc/R7O_35fUrYk/s1600/random+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503495185065042018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBXtkjf4GI/AAAAAAAAAUc/R7O_35fUrYk/s320/random+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cute boys playing at the dinosaur museum. Second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBXtLuAmlI/AAAAAAAAAUU/fbkJYqYOBh4/s1600/random+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503495178398243410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBXtLuAmlI/AAAAAAAAAUU/fbkJYqYOBh4/s320/random+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBWyWEvYvI/AAAAAAAAAUM/QNk1gLFiL34/s1600/random+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503494167565656818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBWyWEvYvI/AAAAAAAAAUM/QNk1gLFiL34/s320/random+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soccer games. Third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBWx4opvoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jD8vLuawusA/s1600/random+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503494159663218306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBWx4opvoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jD8vLuawusA/s320/random+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; hail storm during the soccer game, Fourth.(poor soccer ball. All alone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBWxYOmb8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/US5lYZhIS_U/s1600/random+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503494150964015042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBWxYOmb8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/US5lYZhIS_U/s320/random+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boots on a fence. Fifth. (WTH??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBWw3c3erI/AAAAAAAAAT0/MhJ07w0_vdw/s1600/random+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503494142165482162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBWw3c3erI/AAAAAAAAAT0/MhJ07w0_vdw/s320/random+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lovin' the boots!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBWwTfCZQI/AAAAAAAAATs/oWUgZS6wiWk/s1600/random+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503494132510909698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBWwTfCZQI/AAAAAAAAATs/oWUgZS6wiWk/s320/random+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Vernal is a special place. Make a trip there if you can. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-3464125883885614673?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/3464125883885614673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/08/vernal-is-happening-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3464125883885614673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3464125883885614673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/08/vernal-is-happening-place.html' title='Vernal is a happening place!'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TGBXuaK2MMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/4RdQIue1RTM/s72-c/random+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-5299306854642862413</id><published>2010-06-29T14:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T14:17:39.331-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite Steph</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TCpUKTL-G_I/AAAAAAAAATk/j6Vg9Ca6G50/s1600/steph2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488291631830277106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TCpUKTL-G_I/AAAAAAAAATk/j6Vg9Ca6G50/s320/steph2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love my Stephy!! Stephy Boothe that is:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-5299306854642862413?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/5299306854642862413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-favorite-steph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5299306854642862413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5299306854642862413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-favorite-steph.html' title='My favorite Steph'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TCpUKTL-G_I/AAAAAAAAATk/j6Vg9Ca6G50/s72-c/steph2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-3586605879564170820</id><published>2010-06-29T14:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T14:08:37.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling off the search</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thank goodness!! My camera was returned to me. My sister handed it to me on Sunday...like no big deal. I guess you don't read my blog...do you Heather!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-3586605879564170820?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/3586605879564170820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/06/calling-off-search.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3586605879564170820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3586605879564170820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/06/calling-off-search.html' title='Calling off the search'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-4875699539949812380</id><published>2010-06-21T14:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:23:26.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AMBER ALERT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I cannot find my camera. I am so bugged. So I am putting out an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;                     *AMBER ALERT* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My purple camera is missing. She is loaded with very important pictures, that I need back. She is probably scared, and feels like I have forgotten about her...but purple camera...THAT IS NOT TRUE&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-4875699539949812380?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/4875699539949812380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/06/amber-alert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4875699539949812380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4875699539949812380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/06/amber-alert.html' title='AMBER ALERT'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-6570969777663807146</id><published>2010-05-31T23:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:39:07.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutest boys ever!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASaJU6jRlI/AAAAAAAAATc/7ewR7kRB0hA/s1600/vegas+10+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477672531813156434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASaJU6jRlI/AAAAAAAAATc/7ewR7kRB0hA/s320/vegas+10+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASaI_SuHPI/AAAAAAAAATU/5sPfXJZgxN0/s1600/vegas+10+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477672526008950002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASaI_SuHPI/AAAAAAAAATU/5sPfXJZgxN0/s320/vegas+10+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kade was less than thrilled with M&amp;amp;M guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASaIf1OQbI/AAAAAAAAATM/3_q62jkeVPo/s1600/vegas+10+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477672517563728306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASaIf1OQbI/AAAAAAAAATM/3_q62jkeVPo/s320/vegas+10+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jabin is too cool. No really he is too cool. He didn't even care that we told him wearing his glasses like that was not cool, he did it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASZa1JJRpI/AAAAAAAAATE/Y4UE6IWGmtc/s1600/vegas+10+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477671733010450066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASZa1JJRpI/AAAAAAAAATE/Y4UE6IWGmtc/s320/vegas+10+041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kades face is too funny. He never can just smile. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASZaJpeJfI/AAAAAAAAAS8/IbfZ3RJEeFY/s1600/vegas+10+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477671721334875634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASZaJpeJfI/AAAAAAAAAS8/IbfZ3RJEeFY/s320/vegas+10+037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So so so so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASZZjdE-tI/AAAAAAAAAS0/zngsSNy3ttQ/s1600/vegas+10+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477671711082347218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASZZjdE-tI/AAAAAAAAAS0/zngsSNy3ttQ/s320/vegas+10+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Drivin' in the car with the 2 cutest boys:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASZZOvjLiI/AAAAAAAAASs/bhhKkkZB24w/s1600/vegas+10+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477671705522679330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASZZOvjLiI/AAAAAAAAASs/bhhKkkZB24w/s320/vegas+10+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Playin' Rock Band. I love Kades expression. And Jabin is taking it very serious(as usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASZY0EFbZI/AAAAAAAAASk/rNa27Vsapy4/s1600/vegas+10+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477671698361052562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASZY0EFbZI/AAAAAAAAASk/rNa27Vsapy4/s320/vegas+10+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am so lucky to be a mom of these amazing boys! They make me laugh, smile, crazy, surprised, curious, fasinated, happy, and so many other emotions everyday. I watch them in amazement, growing, learning, being little people. Being a mom is the best part of my life, and wish it wasn't going by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-6570969777663807146?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/6570969777663807146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/05/cutest-boys-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/6570969777663807146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/6570969777663807146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/05/cutest-boys-ever.html' title='Cutest boys ever!!!'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/TASaJU6jRlI/AAAAAAAAATc/7ewR7kRB0hA/s72-c/vegas+10+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-8549507190268868136</id><published>2010-05-27T11:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:29:04.371-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Baby!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pe8LwYrI/AAAAAAAAASc/Mypa5lDB_AQ/s1600/vegas+10+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476000545945707186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pe8LwYrI/AAAAAAAAASc/Mypa5lDB_AQ/s320/vegas+10+067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I played with the interactive monitor at Cesar's Palace for a long time...I have the maturity of a child, so the sign "touch me" was amusing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6peZSAdGI/AAAAAAAAASU/tFa_zXSEq_M/s1600/vegas+10+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476000536576685154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6peZSAdGI/AAAAAAAAASU/tFa_zXSEq_M/s320/vegas+10+028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kids got to meet their grama Bev. The last time we saw her was 11 years ago. It was a very nice lunch, and hopefully we will see more of her. Look at Kades face..^^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6peHMiWZI/AAAAAAAAASM/TMHswdznYDo/s1600/vegas+10+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476000531721902482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6peHMiWZI/AAAAAAAAASM/TMHswdznYDo/s320/vegas+10+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; Kade became an expert at Skee ball(just like his mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pHKgnZBI/AAAAAAAAASE/eoVNuZvKQ2Y/s1600/vegas+10+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476000137474434066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pHKgnZBI/AAAAAAAAASE/eoVNuZvKQ2Y/s320/vegas+10+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A Statue of Liberty made of candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pGkb_flI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Rs4I1PpdjVY/s1600/vegas+10+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476000127254494802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pGkb_flI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Rs4I1PpdjVY/s320/vegas+10+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well there are no words.....too cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pGTuksaI/AAAAAAAAAR0/FPC37fYNWmM/s1600/vegas+10+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476000122769027490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pGTuksaI/AAAAAAAAAR0/FPC37fYNWmM/s320/vegas+10+051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't go to Vegas without seeing the tigers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pFq6p-qI/AAAAAAAAARs/zzDiu9TOZJI/s1600/vegas+10+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476000111813851810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pFq6p-qI/AAAAAAAAARs/zzDiu9TOZJI/s320/vegas+10+036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Circus Circus...I never EVER need to go there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pFIXfvxI/AAAAAAAAARk/XlKU0YGKR7w/s1600/vegas+10+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476000102539575058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pFIXfvxI/AAAAAAAAARk/XlKU0YGKR7w/s320/vegas+10+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We stayed at the New York New York for Jabin, since he wants to go to the real New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-8549507190268868136?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/8549507190268868136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/05/vegas-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/8549507190268868136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/8549507190268868136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/05/vegas-baby.html' title='Vegas Baby!!'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6pe8LwYrI/AAAAAAAAASc/Mypa5lDB_AQ/s72-c/vegas+10+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-8816708570272041844</id><published>2010-05-27T11:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:13:56.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Serendipity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6nhO-ubkI/AAAAAAAAARc/Y-fL2xhkydI/s1600/vegas+10+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475998386327809602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6nhO-ubkI/AAAAAAAAARc/Y-fL2xhkydI/s320/vegas+10+065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I thought I would have to go to New York to get the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to go to Serendipity....but no...there is one in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6ngt7txBI/AAAAAAAAARU/w7IsOMFAYec/s1600/vegas+10+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475998377456813074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6ngt7txBI/AAAAAAAAARU/w7IsOMFAYec/s320/vegas+10+066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That is the most amazing dessert...frozen hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6ngJRo-RI/AAAAAAAAARM/O59pJmXNMBQ/s1600/vegas+10+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475998367616661778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6ngJRo-RI/AAAAAAAAARM/O59pJmXNMBQ/s320/vegas+10+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; I want to work there, I want to be there...so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6425717832485411359-8816708570272041844?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/8816708570272041844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/05/serendipity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/8816708570272041844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/8816708570272041844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/05/serendipity.html' title='Serendipity'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S_6nhO-ubkI/AAAAAAAAARc/Y-fL2xhkydI/s72-c/vegas+10+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-4567671504216852005</id><published>2010-04-29T12:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T12:59:11.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember when?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Remember when I used to post events and updates....? I have so much to share too...just very little time. But stay tuned, I will blog soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-4567671504216852005?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/4567671504216852005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/04/remember-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4567671504216852005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4567671504216852005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/04/remember-when.html' title='Remember when?'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-4222087913230820867</id><published>2010-03-28T21:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:29:55.001-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kades first soccer game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well besides &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; being cute in his soccer uniform, he is actually pretty good. He scored 2 of the teams 4 goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7AdLjcMwOI/AAAAAAAAARE/4syt-vpeLj0/s1600/kade+running.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453891233074954466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7AdLjcMwOI/AAAAAAAAARE/4syt-vpeLj0/s320/kade+running.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7AdLKZaylI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/WnCzdsjqsGQ/s1600/go+team.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453891226352405074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7AdLKZaylI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/WnCzdsjqsGQ/s320/go+team.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Here he is saying "go green goblins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7Ac2szdYZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/m0RB9IqYDR0/s1600/goal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453890874811179410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7Ac2szdYZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/m0RB9IqYDR0/s320/goal.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And he takes soccer very serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7Ac2TbKM8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/THDKg6mWOAM/s1600/kades+first+game+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453890867998372802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7Ac2TbKM8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/THDKg6mWOAM/s320/kades+first+game+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just a quick pose for mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7Ac1za8rfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/N8mYNEgLuE4/s1600/kades+first+game+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453890859407551986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7Ac1za8rfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/N8mYNEgLuE4/s320/kades+first+game+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7Ac1dYqWNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/KSpjJazLK9Y/s1600/kades+first+game+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453890853492381906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7Ac1dYqWNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/KSpjJazLK9Y/s320/kades+first+game+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It is a little bit of organized chaos, but its very cute to see a bunch of 4 year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; playing:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-4222087913230820867?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/4222087913230820867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/03/kades-first-soccer-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4222087913230820867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4222087913230820867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/03/kades-first-soccer-game.html' title='Kades first soccer game'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S7AdLjcMwOI/AAAAAAAAARE/4syt-vpeLj0/s72-c/kade+running.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-1270185750863265625</id><published>2010-03-10T22:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:34:46.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The story continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So if you haven't read the first part of the story...scroll down and read Where to begin?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now its March 4Th(Thursday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The vet stitches Haley up, and puts drainage tubes at the site of the wound(it looked like 2 plastic straws dangling out of her skin...gross). And of course a cone. Poor girl :(  I wont bore you with the details of the bill, but it was not pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;At this time the vet is not overly concerned with the fact that Nelson is not interested in food or drinking. The vet says to watch Nelson, and if by Saturday he hasn't improved we will need to do blood work and a x-ray(money, money, money).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Brian gets home from the vet, just in time to take Kade to school and me to go off to surgery(another post to soon come...and I have pictures)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I had dog on the brain so I wasn't as nervous about my surgery, which helped. But returning from surgery and not sleeping one second again(for the second night) I had Brian take Nelson in Friday morning. This is where the story gets irritating. Blood work....fine. X-ray...fine.  What the hell Nelson??? So they examine him closer and find that he seems to be in pain in his abdomen. So he must have a bacteria, and a gas bubble. There is no real way to know how he got the bacteria, maybe outside, maybe from food. So after all the tests, the vet puts him on a antibiotic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Saturday morning Nelson wakes up, and is fine. No joke.  We call the vet, the vet says "yea!" Nelson responded to the antibiotics, so it was something bacteria related...go on about your day. Oh, but see you tomorrow to remove the gross tubes hanging from inside Haley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So Nelson is all back to normal. Haley still has stitches....but the tubes are gone. I am still amazed at the amount of money we spent on the 2 of them, its disgusting. And my days are spent training Nelson to stay away from Haley and training Haley to stop picking fights...(she does).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And that's the end of the dog story....stay tuned for the surgery pics:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-1270185750863265625?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/1270185750863265625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/03/story-continues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/1270185750863265625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/1270185750863265625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/03/story-continues.html' title='The story continues...'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-1399203197790519211</id><published>2010-03-09T13:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T14:05:14.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to begin??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wednesday March 3rd: Suckiest day ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It began like all days...me trying to get up out of bed. I opened my bedroom door, and the dogs(plural) had pooped and peed all over the place. What a wonderful way to wake up. In the middle of cleaning up the pee, Nelson starts puking. He pukes up a ball. Like the size of a tennis ball, and fully intact. Wonderful, something else to clean up. I walk downstairs, and there lies Haley puke. How do I know it was Haley puke you ask?? Well...Haley pukes often, and its usually just bile. And for those dog owners out there you know, dog bile is NOT easy to get up out of carpet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So on with my day. Get Kade ready, take him to school. Nelson comes with me in the car(as always) and he pukes again. Nelson is a special dog...meaning...he cleans up his own puke. Well, not this time. And then he pukes again. It was a very lovely smell. For those of you that don't know, I drive 2 hours each day to take my kids to school, so the smell of puke for an hour is a bit much. At this point I am ready to sell the dogs. But I deal. Come home, clean up the car, and get in the shower. While blow drying my hair the dogs break out in a fight. A bad fight. They are not listening to me to stop, I'm scared to get in the middle of it. It ended with Nelson bleeding. Haley had bit his foot. Great. So now I get to clean up blood. Nelson was acting really weird. He wouldn't do anything. I was worried, but I needed to get to work, so in the kennel Nelson goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, Nelson wouldn't eat dinner that night, or drink water. Very unlike him. I had a thought run through my mind that I had gotten Kades flintstone vitamin for him, and usually that is waiting on the table for him. So I go into a panic that Nelson got ahold of the flintstone vitamin, and that is why he is acting like a weirdo. I do some research online....not so good for a dog to have vitamins. So we call animal poison control...you can get an answer if the "thing" they have taken is bad for them for 65 dollars. Ripoff. So in the middle of the night Brian takes Nelson to the ER vet. 150 dollars later...go to your vet in the morning and get some blood work done, here are some anti nausea meds. Ripoff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I did not sleep even a little(oh, and I'm scheduled for surgery the next day). We wake up to find blood all over the comforter....not from Nelson. Haley has a huge hole on her chest. We (mostly me) being so worried about Nelson and his strange behavior didn't even check Haley over after the fight. So its 8 in the morning(day of my surgery) and Brian is off to the vet, with both dogs.  Story to be continued........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-1399203197790519211?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/1399203197790519211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-to-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/1399203197790519211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/1399203197790519211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-to-begin.html' title='Where to begin??'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-7230280867250230903</id><published>2010-03-08T11:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:10:52.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nelson thinks he's human</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S5U8vc-Th7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/QjzKZlSi-2s/s1600-h/lovely+endo+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446326110303520690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S5U8vc-Th7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/QjzKZlSi-2s/s320/lovely+endo+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Brian and I came up stairs, and found Nelson in our bed just like this. Laying with the covers on him, sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S5U8u73wxlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nzq18IkKqsM/s1600-h/lovely+endo+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446326101417707090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S5U8u73wxlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nzq18IkKqsM/s320/lovely+endo+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It was pretty cute. I wanted to show these pictures before my next post  in which Nelson is NOT so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6425717832485411359-7230280867250230903?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/7230280867250230903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/03/nelson-thinks-hes-human.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/7230280867250230903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/7230280867250230903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/03/nelson-thinks-hes-human.html' title='Nelson thinks he&apos;s human'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S5U8vc-Th7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/QjzKZlSi-2s/s72-c/lovely+endo+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-4178632961208032138</id><published>2010-02-18T10:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T11:10:51.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ok. The thyroid thing is a pain in the butt, but I manage. Blood work every 6 weeks, doctor visits. Being tired and just run down, all this I can manage. Then I had to add female crap to the mix. I had an internal ultrasound(don't recommend those) and it showed something on, and/or in my ovary. Now don't forget I had a partial hysterectomy. So the doc wants to do laporscopic surgery to "explore" and "remove" problems. Ok, I can handle that. Then I wake up Monday morning, bend down to pick up a towel...a towel I said....and my back spasms and sends me to the ground in excruciating pain. I layed on the floor crying(do you feel sorry for me yet) and tried to stand back up. I waited a day, in pain, to see if a nights sleep would help. Uhhhh, no. No sleep, no such luck with less pain. So I found myself at the chiropractor, where I have learned I have a bulging disc, and a few bone spurs. AAAAHHHHH!!! Ok, now I can't handle this. Enough already body&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-4178632961208032138?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/4178632961208032138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/02/seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4178632961208032138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4178632961208032138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/02/seriously.html' title='Seriously'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-3404918965919331678</id><published>2010-01-20T11:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T11:13:35.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jabin:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S1dHW-6fATI/AAAAAAAAAQE/vG5WTyPsSw8/s1600-h/san+diego+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428886335989416242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S1dHW-6fATI/AAAAAAAAAQE/vG5WTyPsSw8/s320/san+diego+060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not sure how Jabin is now 11, seeing how I am only 22. Jabin is an amazing kid. I truly wonder how 11 years has gone by so fast. In many ways I feel I have grown up with Jabin. As he is entering into his pre-teens, I can only hope he remains my little friend&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-3404918965919331678?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/3404918965919331678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-jabin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3404918965919331678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3404918965919331678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-jabin.html' title='Happy Birthday Jabin:)'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/S1dHW-6fATI/AAAAAAAAAQE/vG5WTyPsSw8/s72-c/san+diego+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-439442217172287491</id><published>2009-12-31T11:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:50:28.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Years Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So first off I hope that 2010 is better than 2009, but that shouldn't be too hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. To be more understanding of the idiots I drive with on a daily basis. Maybe it's not their fault they are idiots. Maybe they think cutting me off, or almost side-swiping me is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. To appreciate the tips I make at Sizzler. So what if it's 1.38 in change, my customers work hard for their money and maybe don't understand I only make 2.13 an hour without their tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. To accept the fact that I get 6 sinus infections a year. Maybe to others this seems extreme, but it seems to be the way my body operates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. While on the topic of my lovely health, I will be more thankful for the doctors that tell me I could have thyroid cancer, and diabetes....see you in 3 months. Like the news isn't a big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. And mostly, I will work on my attitude, some have said it's a little sour lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Seriously, I hope for everyone 2010 is a much better year:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-439442217172287491?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/439442217172287491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-new-years-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/439442217172287491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/439442217172287491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-new-years-resolution.html' title='My New Years Resolution'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-2485800888044736460</id><published>2009-12-29T13:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T13:45:29.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at my house...WHAT??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpnFN69aiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wZDgNBpHbaQ/s1600-h/christmas+09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420758440827775522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpnFN69aiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wZDgNBpHbaQ/s320/christmas+09+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So this year, we had Christmas at our house. Christmas dinner, sleepover, presents, and breakfast.....the whole thing:) And surprisingly it didn't bother me the way I thought it would. This^^^^ is a taste of whats its like trying to open presents with SIX dogs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpnEvj-G6I/AAAAAAAAAP0/ygJWu5KPY-k/s1600-h/christmas+09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420758432678288290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpnEvj-G6I/AAAAAAAAAP0/ygJWu5KPY-k/s320/christmas+09+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Everyone went to sleep and Eric stayed up, and wrapped things from around my house up, put them under the tree, and let us open them the next morning. This is Jabin opening up his own xbox controller, and being excited he got another on, just to tell him that its not new....Thanks Eric. Eric also wrapped up my silverware, as a gift to me, and Jabins PSP as a gift to Kade....that one was fun explaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpnEUStZdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/RNHyTvgL27c/s1600-h/christmas+09+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420758425358132690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpnEUStZdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/RNHyTvgL27c/s320/christmas+09+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Every present Kade opened he said "this is exactly what I wanted"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Szpmt5xECaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/d6q-txH8SS0/s1600-h/christmas+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420758040280566178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Szpmt5xECaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/d6q-txH8SS0/s320/christmas+09+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See the excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpmtVxpzNI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fe1WAx87GeY/s1600-h/christmas+09+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420758030619364562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpmtVxpzNI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fe1WAx87GeY/s320/christmas+09+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ahhhh, that's precious. I pic of dad and son at the Jazz game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Szpms8BIChI/AAAAAAAAAPU/kNu1iCn6u0I/s1600-h/christmas+09+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420758023704939026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Szpms8BIChI/AAAAAAAAAPU/kNu1iCn6u0I/s320/christmas+09+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lucky Jabin gets to go see the Suns play the Jazz(Suns are Jabins favorite team)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpmsrXjjAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gWQ0aAuzxO8/s1600-h/christmas+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420758019235613698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpmsrXjjAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gWQ0aAuzxO8/s320/christmas+09+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Brian face^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpmsN_os_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/IZ8x9nvmg40/s1600-h/christmas+09+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420758011350660082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpmsN_os_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/IZ8x9nvmg40/s320/christmas+09+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We had a nice Christmas! I wish everyday could be presents under the tree, no work, good food, and family all together:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-2485800888044736460?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/2485800888044736460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-at-my-housewhat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/2485800888044736460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/2485800888044736460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-at-my-housewhat.html' title='Christmas at my house...WHAT??'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SzpnFN69aiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wZDgNBpHbaQ/s72-c/christmas+09+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-4019054836534053835</id><published>2009-12-14T13:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T13:56:41.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ball of ornery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SyalSOuOxlI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XGa0Zn1sOgg/s1600-h/onery+nelson+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415197334567831122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SyalSOuOxlI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XGa0Zn1sOgg/s320/onery+nelson+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is Nelsons "ball of ornery" He looks cute all cuddled up in a little ball, but looks can be deceiving. When he is done, he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;curls&lt;/span&gt; up like that and truly doesn't want to be bugged. He just looks at you like "get the hell away from me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SyalRypjvAI/AAAAAAAAAO0/nJwRqMPoe_Y/s1600-h/onery+nelson+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415197327032040450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SyalRypjvAI/AAAAAAAAAO0/nJwRqMPoe_Y/s320/onery+nelson+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He's kinda a brat..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6425717832485411359-4019054836534053835?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/4019054836534053835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/12/ball-of-ornery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4019054836534053835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4019054836534053835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/12/ball-of-ornery.html' title='Ball of ornery'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SyalSOuOxlI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XGa0Zn1sOgg/s72-c/onery+nelson+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-3568936940384980560</id><published>2009-12-09T10:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:12:36.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone but me loves the snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sx_l_63vtWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1pto-3Sc8pg/s1600-h/snow+09+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413298163420214626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sx_l_63vtWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1pto-3Sc8pg/s320/snow+09+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There's Nelson in action, leaping and running around in the snow like he has lost his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sx_l_QpuS0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/7_nh8yR-KA0/s1600-h/snow+09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413298152087112514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sx_l_QpuS0I/AAAAAAAAAOk/7_nh8yR-KA0/s320/snow+09+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; was shoveling the grass, and the dogs thought it was play time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sx_l-hjoMJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/27r4wiDgnas/s1600-h/snow+09+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413298139445080210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sx_l-hjoMJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/27r4wiDgnas/s320/snow+09+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;At one &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;point&lt;/span&gt; the dogs &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; that the shovel was the enemy, and wanted to do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; to kill it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sx_l-MJvcoI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Pw_b__CEzSo/s1600-h/snow+09+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413298133699359362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sx_l-MJvcoI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Pw_b__CEzSo/s320/snow+09+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Haley attacking the shovel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sx_l974QAXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5-7gwWK8etU/s1600-h/snow+09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413298129331028338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sx_l974QAXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5-7gwWK8etU/s320/snow+09+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The kids had a lot of fun out in the snow, I just kept thinking, why aren't I in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cabo&lt;/span&gt; right now??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-3568936940384980560?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/3568936940384980560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/12/everyone-but-me-loves-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3568936940384980560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3568936940384980560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/12/everyone-but-me-loves-snow.html' title='Everyone but me loves the snow'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sx_l_63vtWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1pto-3Sc8pg/s72-c/snow+09+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-5154642165267049892</id><published>2009-11-10T13:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:52:55.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do we do Halloween right, or what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnQV-5dpwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jdUP_1kG4Cg/s1600-h/halloween+09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402578304087467778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnQV-5dpwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jdUP_1kG4Cg/s320/halloween+09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Brian and I as Cave people. Most years I choose something that requires high heels, so this was a nice change. No shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnQVmHTUlI/AAAAAAAAAN8/M5MfjFBEBW4/s1600-h/halloween+09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402578297434624594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnQVmHTUlI/AAAAAAAAAN8/M5MfjFBEBW4/s320/halloween+09+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is staged(or was it)^^^^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnQVFOq07I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Zar1-6pCUyI/s1600-h/halloween+09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402578288607155122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnQVFOq07I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Zar1-6pCUyI/s320/halloween+09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Heather and Eric have a Halloween party every year. This years was my favorite. Lots of people from my work came and it was a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnQU95Z0dI/AAAAAAAAANs/1gH9ddaLCXw/s1600-h/halloween+09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402578286638911954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnQU95Z0dI/AAAAAAAAANs/1gH9ddaLCXw/s320/halloween+09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bestest friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnQUm8-0hI/AAAAAAAAANk/nCHi_cxbYYY/s1600-h/halloween+09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402578280479904274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnQUm8-0hI/AAAAAAAAANk/nCHi_cxbYYY/s320/halloween+09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pretty mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnPxcAeIrI/AAAAAAAAANc/FrujDR8Ti8Y/s1600-h/halloween+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402577676246327986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnPxcAeIrI/AAAAAAAAANc/FrujDR8Ti8Y/s320/halloween+09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jabin as a ninja and Kade as Buzz lightyear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnPxC9KfaI/AAAAAAAAANU/yMhhqYhwpao/s1600-h/halloween+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402577669521571234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnPxC9KfaI/AAAAAAAAANU/yMhhqYhwpao/s320/halloween+09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnPw3KCaxI/AAAAAAAAANM/_26P6Xmll14/s1600-h/halloween+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402577666354342674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnPw3KCaxI/AAAAAAAAANM/_26P6Xmll14/s320/halloween+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Costume number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnPwVgQn2I/AAAAAAAAANE/IHUbyapkk2E/s1600-h/kade+as+elmo+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402577657320742754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnPwVgQn2I/AAAAAAAAANE/IHUbyapkk2E/s320/kade+as+elmo+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Costume number two. Jabin wore this Elmo costume when he was 4, so we dug it out and Kade wanted to be both Buzz and Elmo. Since Kade is in charge, he got both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnPwA64sdI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0yIroCOhoU4/s1600-h/kade+as+elmo+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402577651795276242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnPwA64sdI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0yIroCOhoU4/s320/kade+as+elmo+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cute Ninja Jabin...choking Elmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-5154642165267049892?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/5154642165267049892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-we-do-halloween-right-or-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5154642165267049892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5154642165267049892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-we-do-halloween-right-or-what.html' title='Do we do Halloween right, or what?'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SvnQV-5dpwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/jdUP_1kG4Cg/s72-c/halloween+09+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-5174693536410241336</id><published>2009-11-05T13:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T13:53:29.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does my time go??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have nothing but good intentions about keeping up with my blog. I have done nothing but worked lately, and drove. Work...drive...work...drive. I have Halloween pics to post....oh and I will. As soon as I find a few minutes:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-5174693536410241336?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/5174693536410241336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-does-my-time-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5174693536410241336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5174693536410241336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-does-my-time-go.html' title='Where does my time go??'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-6456277240456973694</id><published>2009-10-24T12:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:14:42.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the life of Nelson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuNBd7qIeyI/AAAAAAAAALk/-Nt-8iapOG4/s1600-h/last+soccer+game+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396228761006406434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuNBd7qIeyI/AAAAAAAAALk/-Nt-8iapOG4/s320/last+soccer+game+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nelsons life consists of peeing and pooping(sometimes outside) and harassing Haley.^^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuNBdQUqUoI/AAAAAAAAALc/E_qNPdgSewc/s1600-h/last+soccer+game+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396228749373624962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuNBdQUqUoI/AAAAAAAAALc/E_qNPdgSewc/s320/last+soccer+game+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Look at that cute face!! He is so sweet. Nelson is pretty lazy, maybe its being a puppy or being a Boxer, but when he's tired....he is tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuNBdBAqy0I/AAAAAAAAALU/yOMmgq6PLbI/s1600-h/last+soccer+game+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396228745263237954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuNBdBAqy0I/AAAAAAAAALU/yOMmgq6PLbI/s320/last+soccer+game+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;He's about to crash right there^^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuNBcpVcHVI/AAAAAAAAALM/Px-P91zPNJ0/s1600-h/last+soccer+game+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396228738907905362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuNBcpVcHVI/AAAAAAAAALM/Px-P91zPNJ0/s320/last+soccer+game+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;He cuddles, and loves to give kisses. I think he has been a good dog. Every now and then I step in a wet spot and say a few swear words, but he really doesn't cause much trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuNBcF27YeI/AAAAAAAAALE/FBj9Q6SvAwY/s1600-h/last+soccer+game+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396228729384690146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuNBcF27YeI/AAAAAAAAALE/FBj9Q6SvAwY/s320/last+soccer+game+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Haley would be fine if we gave him away. She tolerates him. Haley(or bitchy ---that's what we call her) has her moments when she'll entertain the idea of playing with Nelson/ Most the time it ends in Haley stealing a toy of Nelsons and Haley turning into a wolf like creature protecting the precious toy. Nelson just looks at her like ---what the hell is your problem.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I like how in this picture she is leaning away from Nelson^^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-6456277240456973694?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/6456277240456973694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-in-life-of-nelson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/6456277240456973694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/6456277240456973694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-in-life-of-nelson.html' title='A day in the life of Nelson'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuNBd7qIeyI/AAAAAAAAALk/-Nt-8iapOG4/s72-c/last+soccer+game+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-5636708058070646744</id><published>2009-10-24T11:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:59:47.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms a little side tracked</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuM-DMS7IPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dn_J0TvoNnA/s1600-h/last+soccer+game+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396225003081113842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuM-DMS7IPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dn_J0TvoNnA/s320/last+soccer+game+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I caught Jabin swallowing water there^^^ Soccer is over for the season, but no worries, he'll  jump right into basketball in November. And then soccer will resume in the spring. I was fixated on the big hill in the background, and since I knew if I tried to roll down it we would probably be making a trip to the ER I was living through my kids:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuM-CmYm0dI/AAAAAAAAAK0/3IMjflFOyIY/s1600-h/last+soccer+game+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396224992904401362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuM-CmYm0dI/AAAAAAAAAK0/3IMjflFOyIY/s320/last+soccer+game+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;There are the 2 cute boys walking up it now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuM-COVG9DI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7VS6IPbcUbA/s1600-h/last+soccer+game+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396224986447279154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuM-COVG9DI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7VS6IPbcUbA/s320/last+soccer+game+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kade was all about "stop, drop, and roll" something he had learned the day before in school. Jabin was cautious(as always)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuM-B29QY3I/AAAAAAAAAKk/GDn8jtUIkJg/s1600-h/last+soccer+game+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396224980173218674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuM-B29QY3I/AAAAAAAAAKk/GDn8jtUIkJg/s320/last+soccer+game+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This was mid-roll but for some reason it makes me laugh. I know I'm not nice to laugh at my kids...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuM-BVr3fDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/d3hQRs_O9vw/s1600-h/last+soccer+game+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396224971241913394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuM-BVr3fDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/d3hQRs_O9vw/s320/last+soccer+game+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kade didn't want to stop. We were actually at the parking lot and he wanted to go back...so we did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Side note: Jabin lost that game but his season was good, and he loves the team he plays for. Spring should be fun!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-5636708058070646744?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/5636708058070646744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/10/moms-little-side-tracked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5636708058070646744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5636708058070646744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/10/moms-little-side-tracked.html' title='Moms a little side tracked'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SuM-DMS7IPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dn_J0TvoNnA/s72-c/last+soccer+game+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-4535000673168117976</id><published>2009-10-11T12:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:15:46.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/StIdsXsw84I/AAAAAAAAAKU/6p2zeEd_M0g/s1600-h/tattoo+09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391404352029127554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/StIdsXsw84I/AAAAAAAAAKU/6p2zeEd_M0g/s320/tattoo+09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This in my tattoo. Anyone who knows me would say this is perfectly me. Faith, love, peace, and happiness all in one. I am very much in love with the finished product. Which is good since its on me forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/StIdr3CiGmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/lz35HzNHFOQ/s1600-h/tattoo+09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391404343262059106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/StIdr3CiGmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/lz35HzNHFOQ/s320/tattoo+09+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is my moms after....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/StIdrFx7I0I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Cj_uGDj4B3k/s1600-h/tattoo+09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391404330039059266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/StIdrFx7I0I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Cj_uGDj4B3k/s320/tattoo+09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pretty amazing in comparison to the before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/StIdqgxZTVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Fr5XaVyweUQ/s1600-h/tattoo+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391404320104729938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/StIdqgxZTVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Fr5XaVyweUQ/s320/tattoo+09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grama&lt;/span&gt; got the star of David in honor of her ancestors. She says its for her mom. I just can't get over that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grama&lt;/span&gt; went and got a tattoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/StIdqPRqZNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xhBUk5fruP0/s1600-h/tattoo+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391404315408229586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/StIdqPRqZNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xhBUk5fruP0/s320/tattoo+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Heather had the big star already. And we have teased her a lot about it looking like the Dallas Cowboys star. So she added the 2 little stars and the swirly stuff. I love it. I think its really pretty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So maybe for you girls night out means going to the bar or dinner. But for us we go get tattooed. It was awesome having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grama&lt;/span&gt; there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I think if I really let the true me out, I would be tattooed all over. I know better...for jobs and etc. But I love tattoos. My mom has always called me her biker daughter, and I'm okay with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-4535000673168117976?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/4535000673168117976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/10/girls-night-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4535000673168117976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4535000673168117976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/10/girls-night-out.html' title='Girls Night Out'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/StIdsXsw84I/AAAAAAAAAKU/6p2zeEd_M0g/s72-c/tattoo+09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-9210151569698891408</id><published>2009-10-04T21:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:30:48.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mining in our backyard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SslmDggq_oI/AAAAAAAAAJs/s38aQDbm4es/s1600-h/kennecott+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388950639578119810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SslmDggq_oI/AAAAAAAAAJs/s38aQDbm4es/s320/kennecott+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today we took a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kennecott&lt;/span&gt;. From our house to the visitor center at the top of the pit looking down, it was a 12 minute drive. (oh and yes, that is a bald Brian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SslmDWR5wmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/fn11jrJmT88/s1600-h/kennecott+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388950636831818338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SslmDWR5wmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/fn11jrJmT88/s320/kennecott+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;There really is no way to capture the massive hole that makes up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kennecott&lt;/span&gt;. It is the worlds largest mining pit, and it has a road way system wrapping the inside of the pit that would measure about from here to Denver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SslmC140ekI/AAAAAAAAAJc/NrSXGUz07RQ/s1600-h/kennecott+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388950628136680002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SslmC140ekI/AAAAAAAAAJc/NrSXGUz07RQ/s320/kennecott+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Just remember the truck......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SslmCQmwBlI/AAAAAAAAAJU/WT83IZKFbQE/s1600-h/kennecott+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388950618128778834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SslmCQmwBlI/AAAAAAAAAJU/WT83IZKFbQE/s320/kennecott+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well that's one of the tires on that truck. Its crazy to see. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; was impressed, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; said "wow" and then wanted to go. Brian hadn't seen it either...which really seems weird since we are so close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SslmByxn1WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mPh-_DacAVY/s1600-h/kennecott+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388950610121315682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SslmByxn1WI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mPh-_DacAVY/s320/kennecott+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cute little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-9210151569698891408?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/9210151569698891408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/10/mining-in-our-backyard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/9210151569698891408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/9210151569698891408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/10/mining-in-our-backyard.html' title='Mining in our backyard'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SslmDggq_oI/AAAAAAAAAJs/s38aQDbm4es/s72-c/kennecott+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-6154874700358452000</id><published>2009-09-29T23:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:11:19.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Haley and Nelson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well they have met. And Haley has a love/hate relationship with Nelson. Haley loves to growl and steal toys from Nelson. Haley hates Nelson to dominate her(which he does...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;). Haley is jealous and wants our constant attention. Nelson just looks at her like, you're stupid. So I think that means Nelson is the dominant one. I will have to take some pics of the 2 of them playing/bugging each other. I'll work on that:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-6154874700358452000?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/6154874700358452000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/haley-and-nelson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/6154874700358452000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/6154874700358452000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/haley-and-nelson.html' title='Haley and Nelson'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-1770234457259525975</id><published>2009-09-24T13:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T13:31:49.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have stupid Bursitis. I guess dealing with hyperthyroid and a stupid immune system wasn't enough. I have to have something wrong with my shoulder too...YEA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bursitis is a bursa that gets inflamed. There are lots of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bursa's&lt;/span&gt;" in your body. They are between the joint and the muscle. Well if your bursa gets inflamed you get Bursitis. And it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' hurts. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I'm done &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bitchin&lt;/span&gt;' now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-1770234457259525975?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/1770234457259525975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/1770234457259525975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/1770234457259525975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-5560169978388691234</id><published>2009-09-13T14:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:47:11.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Nelson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sq1V1jqEj2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/JeeB7R3d6sg/s1600-h/nelson+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381051508370739042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sq1V1jqEj2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/JeeB7R3d6sg/s320/nelson+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Meet Nelson. I think we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; on Nelson Shadow...cause Shadow was the name the adoption shelter had given him and he really follows you around like a little shadow. Nelson because Brian likes to give the dogs the "puppy nelson" (a wrestling move) But I keep calling him Nelson Mandela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sq1VznstRSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/RTZ973YKIiw/s1600-h/nelson+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381051475095799074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sq1VznstRSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/RTZ973YKIiw/s320/nelson+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I really wasn't sure I could get another dog after Coda. My mom and sister were looking at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Petfinder&lt;/span&gt;(a organization that takes in dogs and finds them homes) to find me a dog. I looked myself but didn't really find anything. My mom and I went to the Super Pet Adoption and I fell in love with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sq1Vx2wA57I/AAAAAAAAAI0/sCRoiMLWlJI/s1600-h/nelson+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381051444776462258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sq1Vx2wA57I/AAAAAAAAAI0/sCRoiMLWlJI/s320/nelson+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sq1VwgnQ02I/AAAAAAAAAIs/aM_TkCifnrQ/s1600-h/nelson+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381051421654307682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sq1VwgnQ02I/AAAAAAAAAIs/aM_TkCifnrQ/s320/nelson+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; tolerates him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sq1Vvet5VmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DKrmUYGF2gA/s1600-h/nelson+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381051403965388386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sq1Vvet5VmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DKrmUYGF2gA/s320/nelson+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;He is a mix of Border Collie/Boxer. He is adorable. Haley and Nelson have not met. Nelson has Kennel cough at the moment and my very wonderful sister is taking care of Haley for me till Nelson is done with his antibiotics. I'll have to blog later on how they interact together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-5560169978388691234?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/5560169978388691234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/introducing-nelson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5560169978388691234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5560169978388691234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/introducing-nelson.html' title='Introducing Nelson'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sq1V1jqEj2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/JeeB7R3d6sg/s72-c/nelson+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-8711381433746358188</id><published>2009-09-09T16:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:56:27.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Coda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SqgtqPGWjTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/72EHhWA3_-M/s1600-h/san+fran+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379599958524988722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SqgtqPGWjTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/72EHhWA3_-M/s320/san+fran+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Coda, my sweet boy. I am going to miss you! Coda was putting up the fight of his life and we didn't even know it. He stopped eating, and naturally we got concerned, took him to the vet and had blood work done. That was on Thursday. But Sunday he had stopped drinking water as well. Monday we took him in to get an IV, so he could have some sort of nutrients while we awaited the blood work results. Well the blood work came back that he had lympthoma cancer, with not a good time frame of life. So with Coda still not eating we made the hard decision on putting him down :( Brian took him in Tuesday the 8th and held him til he was gone. Our poor little dog had an autopsy done, and it was found he had cancer on all of his organs, in his throat and skin. I'm sure he had been suffering with this for months before we found out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sqgs5570s0I/AAAAAAAAAIU/EpWd-Z_HCfM/s1600-h/uinta+09+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379599128209961794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sqgs5570s0I/AAAAAAAAAIU/EpWd-Z_HCfM/s320/uinta+09+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; posted earlier that this was Codas little piece of heaven on earth. Well, I can only hope he is there, happy and feeling good. He was such a good dog. Our house has felt empty without him here. We were lucky to have him with us, even if it wasn't nearly long enough.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-8711381433746358188?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/8711381433746358188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/goodbye-coda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/8711381433746358188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/8711381433746358188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/goodbye-coda.html' title='Goodbye Coda'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SqgtqPGWjTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/72EHhWA3_-M/s72-c/san+fran+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-9087502768086192168</id><published>2009-09-07T12:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:48:37.642-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kades gone "green"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SqVUvCN1sUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/kdxul4_KLws/s1600-h/stanley+09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378798496989425986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SqVUvCN1sUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/kdxul4_KLws/s320/stanley+09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; loves his "green" chips. He can put down an entire can in minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SqVUulS1CSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xDHdOxvhjSg/s1600-h/stanley+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378798489225726242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SqVUulS1CSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xDHdOxvhjSg/s320/stanley+09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;They're really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pringles&lt;/span&gt; sour cream and onion, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; insists on calling them his "green chips" Cute kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-9087502768086192168?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/9087502768086192168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/kades-gone-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/9087502768086192168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/9087502768086192168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/kades-gone-green.html' title='Kades gone &quot;green&quot;'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SqVUvCN1sUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/kdxul4_KLws/s72-c/stanley+09+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-168626336036793931</id><published>2009-09-02T21:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:38:56.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Move over David Beckham</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sp839U8zPfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QDaNQ8QA0SU/s1600-h/comp+soccer+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377078006838935026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sp839U8zPfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QDaNQ8QA0SU/s320/comp+soccer+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jabins&lt;/span&gt; competition soccer season has started!! His first game was a tie 3-3, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; did make the last point that tied up the game:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sp8385PtFQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/cwxhPg3dpK0/s1600-h/comp+soccer+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377077999402030338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sp8385PtFQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/cwxhPg3dpK0/s320/comp+soccer+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I mean you can clearly see the athleticism in his stance....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sp838bqzFFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/cvOK9Sa2sOI/s1600-h/comp+soccer+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377077991462605906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sp838bqzFFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/cvOK9Sa2sOI/s320/comp+soccer+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; really is quite a good soccer player, I know I'm the mom....but he is fast and has a strong kick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sp837xW5wTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/aFuQer0i0f0/s1600-h/comp+soccer+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377077980104868146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sp837xW5wTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/aFuQer0i0f0/s320/comp+soccer+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Action pic. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; is thrilled to be on a team that actually plays and knows their positions. And so am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-168626336036793931?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/168626336036793931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/move-over-david-beckham.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/168626336036793931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/168626336036793931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/09/move-over-david-beckham.html' title='Move over David Beckham'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sp839U8zPfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QDaNQ8QA0SU/s72-c/comp+soccer+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-4827642068649659726</id><published>2009-08-21T13:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T14:06:35.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids start school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/So77mc0fJRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UahJTlW89lM/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372508043489518866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/So77mc0fJRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UahJTlW89lM/s320/first+day+of+school+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I mean how cute is that?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/So77lyFo5nI/AAAAAAAAAHM/L-n-XROBBPQ/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372508032018736754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/So77lyFo5nI/AAAAAAAAAHM/L-n-XROBBPQ/s320/first+day+of+school+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; in his little uniform! He was very excited for his first day. Since he has figured out the potty, I can send him with ease, and know he is most likely not going to "dropout" this year:) We did have a wonderful week of driving, back and forth to school. There school being a 30 minute drive one way....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ick&lt;/span&gt;. And of course I get the stomach flu Tuesday night. Oh, I was so sick. Brian stayed home Wednesday and drove basically all day back and forth. He did the laundry, kept the kids entertained, and took care of his sickly wife...what a good husband! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I mean really how much can one person be sick? I just got over a wonderful sinus infection, that lasted 3 weeks, and now the flu? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kids love school. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; was happy to get back and see his friends, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; seems to be enjoying it also. When you ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; what he did in school he says, stuff. He's in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K and already giving me such a kid answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-4827642068649659726?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/4827642068649659726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/08/kids-start-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4827642068649659726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4827642068649659726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/08/kids-start-school.html' title='Kids start school'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/So77mc0fJRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UahJTlW89lM/s72-c/first+day+of+school+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-1661720971351153597</id><published>2009-08-13T22:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:50:26.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AMEN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoTl0HgtV3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/UpCogUh1w-c/s1600-h/san+fran+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369669339264669554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoTl0HgtV3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/UpCogUh1w-c/s320/san+fran+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I can't even begin to explain the joy I have right now!! I'll try. For an solid year(really to the day almost) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; has had an issue pooping in the potty. Totally fine with peeing. But he must have had a bad experience, because it went from going to the bathroom was a chore, to nonexistent. He started holding it in. I can't even imagine how uncomfortable that would be, but he did it. For days. We tried everything. We would bribe him, ignore him, scold him, sit on the toilet with him, sing songs, read books(Everyone Poops...know it by heart), treats, toys, flax seed,....you name it. If I forgot to mention something I'm sure we tried it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We finally just said screw it, lets not even talk about it or do anything. If he poops then he does, if he wants help he'll come to us. We put some pull-ups on him and went about our summer pretty care free. Poop filled, but carefree. Then we just decided enough time had passed and the stress was gone(on his side and ours) and sat him on the toilet. We gave him his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gameboy&lt;/span&gt; and said, just try. And he went...a lot. I was so excited, but didn't want to get my hopes up. But he has now gone 2 more times, no screaming, no crying...just did it!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;He told Brian tonight after going, "that wasn't that hard". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;If there has been anything that has tested Brian and mines patience its been this. We struggled, trying to do what was right, not ever sure if what we were doing was right. But to hear him say "that wasn't that hard" makes me want to cry...for 2 reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1-of course being so overwhelmingly happy he finally gets it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And 2-because it took a year for the smartest little kid to FINALLY GET IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But he has!! And just in time for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school on Monday:) AMEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-1661720971351153597?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/1661720971351153597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/08/amen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/1661720971351153597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/1661720971351153597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/08/amen.html' title='AMEN!!'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoTl0HgtV3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/UpCogUh1w-c/s72-c/san+fran+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-6787277370121240732</id><published>2009-08-10T15:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T15:26:47.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time with Kyan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoCOKnExPgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/O7svS6O7qBs/s1600-h/visit+from+Kyan+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368447068764454402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoCOKnExPgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/O7svS6O7qBs/s320/visit+from+Kyan+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Katie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kyan&lt;/span&gt; came down to see us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoCOKFatIbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/i0jjql3fTBM/s1600-h/visit+from+Kyan+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368447059729654194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoCOKFatIbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/i0jjql3fTBM/s320/visit+from+Kyan+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We went to The Living Planet Aquarium. This is a pool of stingrays that you can reach down and touch. But I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kyan&lt;/span&gt; was more just wanting to play in the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoCOJzQrHLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oIK9qL-du3M/s1600-h/visit+from+Kyan+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368447054855740594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoCOJzQrHLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oIK9qL-du3M/s320/visit+from+Kyan+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cute boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoCOJkDwoeI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Fe7HMxpw3Sw/s1600-h/visit+from+Kyan+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368447050775044578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoCOJkDwoeI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Fe7HMxpw3Sw/s320/visit+from+Kyan+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kyan&lt;/span&gt;, being a big boy. I know I'm biased because he's my nephew, but he is a dang cute kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoCOJLc-QLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/AtxF7oxHD6U/s1600-h/visit+from+Kyan+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368447044169908402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoCOJLc-QLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/AtxF7oxHD6U/s320/visit+from+Kyan+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Uncle Brian watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kyan&lt;/span&gt;. All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kyan&lt;/span&gt; wanted to do was play in the water. We certainly don't see Katie, Jim, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kyan&lt;/span&gt; nearly enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-6787277370121240732?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/6787277370121240732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-with-kyan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/6787277370121240732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/6787277370121240732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-with-kyan.html' title='Time with Kyan'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SoCOKnExPgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/O7svS6O7qBs/s72-c/visit+from+Kyan+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-4398756289088351845</id><published>2009-08-09T16:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:26:10.969-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sn9LsKKy8dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/KVV1R7JabqA/s1600-h/visit+from+Kyan+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368092502864884178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sn9LsKKy8dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/KVV1R7JabqA/s320/visit+from+Kyan+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Only in downtown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; (or hippie ville) would you find this. I love the van as much as the BIG SILVER JEWELED BALL on top?? What is that, a spaceship, a weather ball? I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sn9Lr521b3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/P5GO3FdmGuM/s1600-h/visit+from+Kyan+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368092498486194034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sn9Lr521b3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/P5GO3FdmGuM/s320/visit+from+Kyan+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is in Liberty Park, and its like it was made for me. I believe those are my 2 favorite things to do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-4398756289088351845?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/4398756289088351845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/08/wth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4398756289088351845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4398756289088351845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/08/wth.html' title='WTH?'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sn9LsKKy8dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/KVV1R7JabqA/s72-c/visit+from+Kyan+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-481451663125225795</id><published>2009-07-31T17:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:46:40.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN9dpSQX2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Fn1sZLHu2YE/s1600-h/slip+and+slide+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364769529380495202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN9dpSQX2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Fn1sZLHu2YE/s320/slip+and+slide+09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Coda is my good boy. He has been part of our family for over 9 years now. He lacks in energy, but he is such a good dog. He has put up with 2 boys. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; used to hold on to Codas tail following him around the house saying "dog tail" And well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; isn't too big on dogs, so I can't say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; has been all that nice. Coda was so easy to train and doesn't ever do anything wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN9dbtn0VI/AAAAAAAAAF8/h5LvfigFGyI/s1600-h/outside+swimming+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364769525737181522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN9dbtn0VI/AAAAAAAAAF8/h5LvfigFGyI/s320/outside+swimming+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; about as good as I can get to explaining how well Coda and Haley get along. I got Haley so Coda could have a friend. I think Coda really could do with out her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN9c1TWMNI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WgJt8KLrUDU/s1600-h/baptism,+kades+birthday+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364769515426427090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN9c1TWMNI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WgJt8KLrUDU/s320/baptism,+kades+birthday+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just love this picture. Its like he's looking at me thinking...I'm too good for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-481451663125225795?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/481451663125225795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/481451663125225795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/481451663125225795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-boy.html' title='Good boy'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN9dpSQX2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Fn1sZLHu2YE/s72-c/slip+and+slide+09+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-5676908081983780537</id><published>2009-07-31T17:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:18:49.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN4vE8-CGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/D3SmdUGp_FI/s1600-h/Haley,+and+Kade+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364764331307042914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN4vE8-CGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/D3SmdUGp_FI/s320/Haley,+and+Kade+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Haley, my baby girl. This is Haley at 3 weeks. Her mommy was not a good mom, and was attacking the litter. So a lady took in the  4  defenseless little puppies and bottle fed them. We got a call from the lady right before Haley was 4 weeks old saying she was off the bottle and we could take her. She was so tiny, and I truly believe she thinks I am her mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN4uzVSitI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WqqmPhZxM3U/s1600-h/Haley,+and+Kade+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364764326577212114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN4uzVSitI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WqqmPhZxM3U/s320/Haley,+and+Kade+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;She kinda looks like a bat in this picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN4uQ9FjxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pWwWpPYGmN0/s1600-h/outside+swimming+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364764317348892434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN4uQ9FjxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pWwWpPYGmN0/s320/outside+swimming+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Her nickname for the first several months was bear cub^^ She was a destructive little dog. But so lovable. She gives hugs. She likes to cuddle, and she really needs constant attention. Since she is part Border Collie part Australian Shepard, she likes to keep us "rounded up" She nips at our ankles, and she loves to chase &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; and Haley tolerate each other. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; doesn't love dogs, and he established dominance with Haley from day one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN4uKnbBeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/u03wPlSPd3Q/s1600-h/slip+and+slide+09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364764315647411682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN4uKnbBeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/u03wPlSPd3Q/s320/slip+and+slide+09+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She is our baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-5676908081983780537?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/5676908081983780537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5676908081983780537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/5676908081983780537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-girl.html' title='Baby girl'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnN4vE8-CGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/D3SmdUGp_FI/s72-c/Haley,+and+Kade+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-4222900408898801390</id><published>2009-07-31T16:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:47:12.387-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Showing off my boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnNwNquWpeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/K31jV1q-fVw/s1600-h/baptism,+kades+birthday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364754961237714402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnNwNquWpeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/K31jV1q-fVw/s320/baptism,+kades+birthday+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is so cute of the 2 of them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; was just about 6 months old. Brian was out of town and I asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; to hold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;(who was sleeping) so I could get ready for bed. This is what I walked out to, both my boys sleeping. Too cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnNwNa9W6AI/AAAAAAAAAFE/i5PIlDOkmMw/s1600-h/stanley+09+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364754957005678594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnNwNa9W6AI/AAAAAAAAAFE/i5PIlDOkmMw/s320/stanley+09+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This was on the way home from camping, uh, you might notice the road in the background...Brian took that picture while DRIVING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnNwM7lT7HI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TNvUKsoK0Jg/s1600-h/san+diego+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364754948583320690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnNwM7lT7HI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TNvUKsoK0Jg/s320/san+diego+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's pretty hard to get a good picture out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;. He is either pulling a face or being silly. And well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt;, he is too cool. He wore those glasses everywhere, till one fine day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; ripped them off of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jabins&lt;/span&gt; face and threw them out the car window. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; is such a sweet boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnNwMUmQIZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/y750dIzuzDA/s1600-h/CRW_9186_84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364754938118283666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnNwMUmQIZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/y750dIzuzDA/s320/CRW_9186_84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;See, notice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; is crossing his eyes...on purpose. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; is hiding it well, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; is actually choking him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnNwMPsNs3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/e5JfV8vpJRI/s1600-h/CRW_9178_76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364754936801112946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnNwMPsNs3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/e5JfV8vpJRI/s320/CRW_9178_76.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;They are such good boys. They keep me entertained, and can always bring a smile to my face. Although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; is a brat, and has a mouth on him worse than a sailor, he also says the sweetest things. He calls me "pretty mommy". How can I not just love that. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; has a big heart. Always being such a good kid. I am lucky to have 2 wonderful boys:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-4222900408898801390?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/4222900408898801390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/showing-off-my-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4222900408898801390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/4222900408898801390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/showing-off-my-boys.html' title='Showing off my boys'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SnNwNquWpeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/K31jV1q-fVw/s72-c/baptism,+kades+birthday+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-8919326886292407451</id><published>2009-07-28T14:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:14:08.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian may kill me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm9akN2DUJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6MXeK5HDrSg/s1600-h/san+fran+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363605259459711122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm9akN2DUJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6MXeK5HDrSg/s320/san+fran+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Brian and his car(not really, it was a rental but still). This was on Highway One, last year. I wanted to show a picture Brian wouldn't mind sharing before I get to later pictures. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm9aj38NO-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/9K6q1_qFyfs/s1600-h/baby+brian+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363605253579946978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm9aj38NO-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/9K6q1_qFyfs/s320/baby+brian+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is my favorite picture of Brian and Katie. They are so cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm9ajqwCT0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/b5ACy-oTpLw/s1600-h/baby+brian+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363605250039238466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm9ajqwCT0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/b5ACy-oTpLw/s320/baby+brian+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;, look at that sweet face. Such a cute baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm9ajeQ8EFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Kd9_8RkhciY/s1600-h/9+year+old+Brian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363605246687580242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm9ajeQ8EFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Kd9_8RkhciY/s320/9+year+old+Brian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, now, what the hell? Katie sent this t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; me, and well I couldn't resist. Brian claims he is probably doing something to bug Katie, but I don't know. Cute Brian....at least we know you turned out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-8919326886292407451?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/8919326886292407451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/brian-may-kill-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/8919326886292407451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/8919326886292407451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/brian-may-kill-me.html' title='Brian may kill me'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm9akN2DUJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6MXeK5HDrSg/s72-c/san+fran+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-353381508950215142</id><published>2009-07-27T13:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:27:50.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm388K-07zI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lHhdMA65nvM/s1600-h/summer+idaho+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363220841938349874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm388K-07zI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lHhdMA65nvM/s320/summer+idaho+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I think everyone has heard me talk about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jordyn&lt;/span&gt; at one time or another. She is the cutest little girl I have ever known. Not just her cute little face, but her personality. I love they way she says my name, and how excited she is when we see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm387bMqhHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hD88_e8UbVQ/s1600-h/summer+idaho+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363220829111485554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm387bMqhHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hD88_e8UbVQ/s320/summer+idaho+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;A little bit of cousin time at the park. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; is so cute with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jordyn&lt;/span&gt;. Very careful. He talks to her in a different tone, its very sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm3868GE1GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/S5IUB0D16m0/s1600-h/summer+idaho+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363220820762350690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm3868GE1GI/AAAAAAAAAD0/S5IUB0D16m0/s320/summer+idaho+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love this picture, cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jordyn&lt;/span&gt; is posing very girlie and my boys seem so boy. I am blessed to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jordyn&lt;/span&gt; in my life, she holds a special place in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-353381508950215142?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/353381508950215142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/jordyn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/353381508950215142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/353381508950215142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/jordyn.html' title='Jordyn'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/Sm388K-07zI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lHhdMA65nvM/s72-c/summer+idaho+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-8785799187078358279</id><published>2009-07-22T15:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:02:26.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Uinta camping '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmeEjivz4YI/AAAAAAAAADs/eEJSuIVzhaw/s1600-h/uinta+09+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361399627565490562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmeEjivz4YI/AAAAAAAAADs/eEJSuIVzhaw/s320/uinta+09+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Only a few days after Brian and the kids went to Stanley, Idaho we all went camping to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Uinta&lt;/span&gt; mountains. And we all means 9 people, 7 dogs.?? I have always loved the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Uintas&lt;/span&gt;, I feel like I grew up there. Its usually 15 degrees cooler than the valley we live in and the majority of trees that make up the forest are the Quaking Aspen(my favorite). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmeEjNiJ4WI/AAAAAAAAADk/zPQnIpbE_yY/s1600-h/uinta+09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361399621871067490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmeEjNiJ4WI/AAAAAAAAADk/zPQnIpbE_yY/s320/uinta+09+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Is that not the sweetest picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; taking his little brother for a walk? Well truth be told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; was screaming "I want to go for a walk" everyone was trying to either cook breakfast or clean up camp, so we sorta forced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; to go. But its still a precious picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmeEi7jFThI/AAAAAAAAADc/SohwdCFwulc/s1600-h/uinta+09+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361399617043123730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmeEi7jFThI/AAAAAAAAADc/SohwdCFwulc/s320/uinta+09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This picture of Thomas has a somewhat long but hilarious story behind it. We had taken up the kids 4 wheelers(yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kades&lt;/span&gt; 4 wheelers-can we say spoiled) and Thomas had taken out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jabins&lt;/span&gt; 4 wheeler and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kades&lt;/span&gt;. Well leave it to the sheriff of...the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Uintas&lt;/span&gt;...I guess, to notice these 2 boys. Along with the warning we got for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jabin&lt;/span&gt; not have taken his 4 wheeling class, Thomas got a ticket for not wearing his helmet. So Thomas decided that to be safe for the rest of the trip he would wear a helmet...no matter what he was doing. In this picture, he was simply taking a walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmeEiZSlVFI/AAAAAAAAADU/7qMV528YNOI/s1600-h/uinta+09+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361399607847113810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmeEiZSlVFI/AAAAAAAAADU/7qMV528YNOI/s320/uinta+09+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is Haley, my dog. She is rolling in cow shit. In her defence I can only hope she knows something we don't about rolling in poo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmeEhyhlq4I/AAAAAAAAADM/rLpKlq2xSD8/s1600-h/uinta+09+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361399597441067906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmeEhyhlq4I/AAAAAAAAADM/rLpKlq2xSD8/s320/uinta+09+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And this is Coda, my sweet boy. He is getting a little older, he turned 9 this year. He loves to be outside, and this is what I call Codas piece of heaven. He just chilled there one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We had a good time camping, we came home so dirty, and so tired, but it was nice to look at the sky at night and see the stars again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-8785799187078358279?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/8785799187078358279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/uintah-camping-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/8785799187078358279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/8785799187078358279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/uintah-camping-09.html' title='Uinta camping &apos;09'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmeEjivz4YI/AAAAAAAAADs/eEJSuIVzhaw/s72-c/uinta+09+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-3862220805969878897</id><published>2009-07-20T16:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:53:42.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping without mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTzgAJFKZI/AAAAAAAAADE/Qui_s88KMw0/s1600-h/stanley+09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360677187597183378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTzgAJFKZI/AAAAAAAAADE/Qui_s88KMw0/s320/stanley+09+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Brian was feeling brave and took the kids camping to Stanley, Idaho( a 7 hour drive from here). I unfortunately had to work, so I stayed home and slept...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTzfum5wlI/AAAAAAAAAC8/POZULR1inYI/s1600-h/stanley+09+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360677182890426962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTzfum5wlI/AAAAAAAAAC8/POZULR1inYI/s320/stanley+09+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;This was a little break on a long hike they were taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTzfHA2GKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/yari_zgMEbs/s1600-h/stanley+09+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360677172261820578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTzfHA2GKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/yari_zgMEbs/s320/stanley+09+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;They look so cute and loving. But really Jabin was probably chanting 'beat up the baby' and Kade was singing 'dumbass Jabin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTzeTHCFJI/AAAAAAAAACs/H9KC6J60WIU/s1600-h/stanley+09+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360677158329128082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTzeTHCFJI/AAAAAAAAACs/H9KC6J60WIU/s320/stanley+09+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Truly a good dad carrying Kade on 3 of the 7 miles of hiking(or so Brian says). I know all 3 of my boys had a good time. They claim they missed me. But I have many more pictures of smiling happy campers to prove otherwise. But I would rather they had fun! Next time I hope to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-3862220805969878897?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/3862220805969878897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping-without-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3862220805969878897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/3862220805969878897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping-without-mom.html' title='Camping without mom'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTzgAJFKZI/AAAAAAAAADE/Qui_s88KMw0/s72-c/stanley+09+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425717832485411359.post-2285867389642208641</id><published>2009-07-20T15:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T15:12:14.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My new blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTdJPsj3MI/AAAAAAAAABE/iwrxuTaJisM/s1600-h/mclanes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360652607379725506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTdJPsj3MI/AAAAAAAAABE/iwrxuTaJisM/s320/mclanes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; am starting new, making a new blog! I really am creating this for my friends and family. A place to see what the McLanes really do....oh and it's very exciting. It is a project in the making so be patient while I get used to this new format. But welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6425717832485411359-2285867389642208641?l=bsjkmclane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/feeds/2285867389642208641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/2285867389642208641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6425717832485411359/posts/default/2285867389642208641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bsjkmclane.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-blog.html' title='My new blog'/><author><name>stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18260016830602928667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SgxeBYnDj9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/5Ug9T8KJGnU/S220/snow+003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7_fv0CxCQ4/SmTdJPsj3MI/AAAAAAAAABE/iwrxuTaJisM/s72-c/mclanes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
