<?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-5473053944935310305</id><updated>2011-08-23T11:08:45.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikers and Princesses</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>338</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-947844536882859677</id><published>2010-11-25T21:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T21:22:18.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 months later....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow!!!  It's been a very long time since I have blogged!  Bad on me!  11 months ago today was my last post!  Things have been quite crazy.  I have NOT been out with my camera nearly enough this year.  But I am going to go back and back track a bit from what is in my photo files.  I think this will be a totally sparse year.  But anything you read for 2010 will be a new post :)  Enjoy if you will... Don't if you don't :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS... since it's winter time once again... 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Actually it was 2 trips within 5 days of each other.  My friend from work is from Salmon.  Her mother was very ill.  I went up there to take pictures of the family as they were having a reunion of sorts as the doctors had given her a matter of weeks to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were getting ready for this trip, Dallin asked me how long this drive was going to take.  I told him 5 hours.  Immediately he responded, "THAT'S 300 minutes, mom!!!!!"  I said to him, "That's close buddy... It's 250 minutes."  This response got a look from Scott that was pretty self explanatory!  He said to me, "How many minutes are in an hour?"  I responded, "60".  Thinking to myself, "what a dope!"  He said, "And HOW many hours are you driving?"  I said, "5.  Oh... ya buddy, you are right! It IS 300 minutes!"  I guess I am NOT smarter than a kindergartner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what our car looked like while entertaining 2 children on a 300 minute drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9NPMgsCLI/AAAAAAAAFjI/ODoOYkEH_5k/s1600/salmon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9NPMgsCLI/AAAAAAAAFjI/ODoOYkEH_5k/s400/salmon5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543734589768075442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mud Lake!  It's so tiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9NOxCD51I/AAAAAAAAFjA/1spCXiCYfI0/s1600/salmon4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9NOxCD51I/AAAAAAAAFjA/1spCXiCYfI0/s400/salmon4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543734582391859026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... I absolutely was NOT photographing anything while driving.  Honest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MzOCJwGI/AAAAAAAAFi4/3QeslKBXZkA/s1600/salmon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MzOCJwGI/AAAAAAAAFi4/3QeslKBXZkA/s400/salmon3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543734109140533346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or - not... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the coolest door when we were almost to Salmon.  We had to take a potty break after a LOT of miles of just the above picture around us.  So this was the place to stop (well, across the street was).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MyBX8teI/AAAAAAAAFiw/BNSfwHWy7Us/s1600/salmon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MyBX8teI/AAAAAAAAFiw/BNSfwHWy7Us/s400/salmon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543734088562423266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's sister lives on Lovers Lane... heheheeeeee  I thought it was a pretty great name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9Mx1oNllI/AAAAAAAAFio/7Ib7vbwhz5c/s1600/salmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9Mx1oNllI/AAAAAAAAFio/7Ib7vbwhz5c/s400/salmon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543734085409412690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember if I knew this or not.  It was a cool little bit of info :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9Mwz1k43I/AAAAAAAAFig/RGnwtJDtutM/s1600/salmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9Mwz1k43I/AAAAAAAAFig/RGnwtJDtutM/s400/salmon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543734067748725618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the trip my friend and her husband took us out to show us Salmon.  And what should we come up on... But this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MwtXTPII/AAAAAAAAFiY/rvX1X-1Spdk/s1600/salmon9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MwtXTPII/AAAAAAAAFiY/rvX1X-1Spdk/s400/salmon9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543734066011126914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that a Mercedes????  With antlers on top???  Oh MERCY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't laughed this hard in a VERY long time!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MT0tiNPI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/7U_V7RfowvU/s1600/salmon8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MT0tiNPI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/7U_V7RfowvU/s400/salmon8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543733569767224562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this very cool caterpillar!  Entertained the children for a good long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MTbKjhtI/AAAAAAAAFiI/RWXmJHinVjU/s1600/salmon7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MTbKjhtI/AAAAAAAAFiI/RWXmJHinVjU/s400/salmon7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543733562909624018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering if Maggie will forever have this desire to eat dirt.  I mean it hasn't killed her yet.  And I am sure she has built up some serious immunities with all the bacteria she has ingested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MTDDaUaI/AAAAAAAAFiA/ilPDZeABedk/s1600/salmon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MTDDaUaI/AAAAAAAAFiA/ilPDZeABedk/s400/salmon3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543733556437209506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin loved throwing rocks into the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MTEKvEHI/AAAAAAAAFh4/p98cSQ19Fdo/s1600/salmon4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MTEKvEHI/AAAAAAAAFh4/p98cSQ19Fdo/s400/salmon4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543733556736364658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw some people floating down the river.  I was hoping to go there for the 4th of July to float with my friends!  I thought that would be just awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MS_CeUmI/AAAAAAAAFhw/S9LSJ-cgLng/s1600/salmon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9MS_CeUmI/AAAAAAAAFhw/S9LSJ-cgLng/s400/salmon5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543733555359535714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a funny site to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9L4VvJWsI/AAAAAAAAFho/egNBTAqhDFE/s1600/salmon6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9L4VvJWsI/AAAAAAAAFho/egNBTAqhDFE/s400/salmon6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543733097596017346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think kids are hilarious!  "I'm not tired! I'm not tired!"  Yet this is what happens after they play hard and have a car ride home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9L31vaLiI/AAAAAAAAFhg/iCMT6agcqnI/s1600/salmon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9L31vaLiI/AAAAAAAAFhg/iCMT6agcqnI/s400/salmon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543733089007185442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the photos I took of my dear friend, her sisters and her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9L3Tq882I/AAAAAAAAFhY/9gmlQkZWUz0/s1600/linda14_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9L3Tq882I/AAAAAAAAFhY/9gmlQkZWUz0/s400/linda14_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543733079861687138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out that she went into a coma the very next day.  So the next weekend I went back up without the kids for the funeral...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very cool windmill that I passed a few times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9L3F8fLVI/AAAAAAAAFhQ/q__4vo-JET8/s1600/salmon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9L3F8fLVI/AAAAAAAAFhQ/q__4vo-JET8/s400/salmon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543733076177136978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had to leave after work on Sunday, so I got to see an AMAZING sunset on my way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9L24XsdKI/AAAAAAAAFhI/8LiPI_w71vo/s1600/salmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9L24XsdKI/AAAAAAAAFhI/8LiPI_w71vo/s400/salmon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543733072533157026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did take an afternoon and I was taught how to shoot a gun.  I have been taught before, but since I don't own a gun or shoot on any kind of a regular basis, I need refreshers each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9K-qvbN3I/AAAAAAAAFhA/K3HplrM8g9c/s1600/salmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9K-qvbN3I/AAAAAAAAFhA/K3HplrM8g9c/s400/salmon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543732106801919858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of a crazy feeling when you see that you can hit something so far away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9K94EGRCI/AAAAAAAAFg4/r86AQ1qQHbo/s1600/salmon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9K94EGRCI/AAAAAAAAFg4/r86AQ1qQHbo/s400/salmon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543732093198418978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl is the toughest cookie I have ever met.  I absolutely adore and admire this woman!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9K9m1aqmI/AAAAAAAAFgw/kPCw-jKrzXU/s1600/salmon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9K9m1aqmI/AAAAAAAAFgw/kPCw-jKrzXU/s400/salmon3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543732088573438562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I did with some gun... I can't remember what it was called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9K70xzSeI/AAAAAAAAFgo/jNHWxQLCHQ0/s1600/dr%2Bpepper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9K70xzSeI/AAAAAAAAFgo/jNHWxQLCHQ0/s400/dr%2Bpepper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543732057956633058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I left to go home again, I ran into this beauty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9K7tbi4DI/AAAAAAAAFgg/02Rx0IDZyxQ/s1600/salmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9K7tbi4DI/AAAAAAAAFgg/02Rx0IDZyxQ/s400/salmon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543732055984234546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't tell, I am a sucker for sunsets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-2304268207984336822?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2304268207984336822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=2304268207984336822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2304268207984336822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2304268207984336822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-trip-to-salmon-idaho.html' title='Our Trip to Salmon, Idaho'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9NPMgsCLI/AAAAAAAAFjI/ODoOYkEH_5k/s72-c/salmon5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-6505375336074984593</id><published>2010-04-03T22:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T22:23:15.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Hike</title><content type='html'>My co-worker and I went up this other trail behind Weber State that was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9CKA4SYNI/AAAAAAAAFgY/EStBDRIFihc/s1600/trail_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9CKA4SYNI/AAAAAAAAFgY/EStBDRIFihc/s400/trail_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543722406118580434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again - in the snow may not be the greatest idea... but it really was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9B0Ka_0cI/AAAAAAAAFgQ/PtRaIcQyWFQ/s1600/icicles_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9B0Ka_0cI/AAAAAAAAFgQ/PtRaIcQyWFQ/s400/icicles_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543722030722961858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know if I like photos edited or just the way God gave it to us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9BzYRCsmI/AAAAAAAAFgI/Pw9-q0LQyVU/s1600/icicles5_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9BzYRCsmI/AAAAAAAAFgI/Pw9-q0LQyVU/s400/icicles5_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543722017259434594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I fell in the water getting this picture...  Just in case you may have been wondering :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few very old cars up there that had OBVIOUSLY been there for many many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9ByyUSMRI/AAAAAAAAFgA/RblO6VaLYe8/s1600/car_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9ByyUSMRI/AAAAAAAAFgA/RblO6VaLYe8/s400/car_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543722007072485650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was amazing and had to photograph them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9ByrnVNlI/AAAAAAAAFf4/7vH-JcTknOg/s1600/car5_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9ByrnVNlI/AAAAAAAAFf4/7vH-JcTknOg/s400/car5_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543722005273327186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynnette thinks this looks like an elephant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9ByIgWvKI/AAAAAAAAFfw/TpnTDJVmzrw/s1600/car3_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9ByIgWvKI/AAAAAAAAFfw/TpnTDJVmzrw/s400/car3_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543721995848826018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figures - since she LOVES elephants! I heart her!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-6505375336074984593?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6505375336074984593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=6505375336074984593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6505375336074984593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6505375336074984593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-hike.html' title='Another Hike'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9CKA4SYNI/AAAAAAAAFgY/EStBDRIFihc/s72-c/trail_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-920932817961911024</id><published>2010-03-27T21:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T22:09:52.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeler Creek Trail</title><content type='html'>There is a trail that we have decided that we love!  It's Wheeler Creek Trail up Ogden Canyon.  We have gone twice.  This is our first trip.  It was snowy.  Bad idea with kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9AkI1D08I/AAAAAAAAFfo/ssQLiLmT49U/s1600/wheeler%2Bcreek3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9AkI1D08I/AAAAAAAAFfo/ssQLiLmT49U/s400/wheeler%2Bcreek3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543720655905870786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is a bridge that I wanted to show the kids... we want to make it there next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9Ajo_ioMI/AAAAAAAAFfg/6ocn2KCkhhE/s1600/wheeler%2Bcreek2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9Ajo_ioMI/AAAAAAAAFfg/6ocn2KCkhhE/s400/wheeler%2Bcreek2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543720647359897794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time we didn't make it very far :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9Ai2-QIsI/AAAAAAAAFfY/PfT1baNX7ro/s1600/wheeler%2Bcreek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9Ai2-QIsI/AAAAAAAAFfY/PfT1baNX7ro/s400/wheeler%2Bcreek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543720633932718786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you when there isn't any snow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-920932817961911024?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/920932817961911024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=920932817961911024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/920932817961911024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/920932817961911024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2010/03/wheeler-creek-trail.html' title='Wheeler Creek Trail'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO9AkI1D08I/AAAAAAAAFfo/ssQLiLmT49U/s72-c/wheeler%2Bcreek3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-1431898755939598711</id><published>2010-02-26T21:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T21:59:06.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surf n Swim</title><content type='html'>Dallin has a little friend, James that has his birthday party at Surf N Swim every year.  So we went again this year.  The kids LOVE it!  I wish we had more time to go swimming.  They absolutely love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO8-Kw-8HDI/AAAAAAAAFfQ/Yh9mz6ToXPI/s1600/dallin%2Bpool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO8-Kw-8HDI/AAAAAAAAFfQ/Yh9mz6ToXPI/s400/dallin%2Bpool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543718020984871986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin was SOOOOO proud that he could put his face in the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO8-Ke6SU8I/AAAAAAAAFfI/KaLIgX39pYg/s1600/dallin%2Bunderwater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO8-Ke6SU8I/AAAAAAAAFfI/KaLIgX39pYg/s400/dallin%2Bunderwater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543718016133518274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only there were more hours in the day.  I would love to put them in swim lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO8-J9y5oWI/AAAAAAAAFfA/BmXod5mOaIQ/s1600/pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO8-J9y5oWI/AAAAAAAAFfA/BmXod5mOaIQ/s400/pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543718007244169570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart swimming!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO8-JvgnvyI/AAAAAAAAFe4/skmtIcgvYfg/s1600/maggie%2Bpool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO8-JvgnvyI/AAAAAAAAFe4/skmtIcgvYfg/s400/maggie%2Bpool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543718003409403682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-1431898755939598711?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1431898755939598711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=1431898755939598711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1431898755939598711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1431898755939598711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2010/02/surf-n-swim.html' title='Surf n Swim'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO8-Kw-8HDI/AAAAAAAAFfQ/Yh9mz6ToXPI/s72-c/dallin%2Bpool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-8324827944352490313</id><published>2010-02-01T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T21:55:31.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallin's Birthday at School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO89GpkVtDI/AAAAAAAAFew/RYRlpbBHbJs/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO89GpkVtDI/AAAAAAAAFew/RYRlpbBHbJs/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543716850763150386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was pretty stoked to have his own week for his birthday at school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO89GKCeIaI/AAAAAAAAFeo/6n7vbePEbAw/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO89GKCeIaI/AAAAAAAAFeo/6n7vbePEbAw/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543716842299597218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Maggie can't have the camera out without a little lovin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO89FyOTrKI/AAAAAAAAFeg/igm4Ik9uSe0/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO89FyOTrKI/AAAAAAAAFeg/igm4Ik9uSe0/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543716835906792610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry - not much to say here.  Just don't remember much from this day :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-8324827944352490313?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8324827944352490313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=8324827944352490313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8324827944352490313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8324827944352490313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2010/02/dallins-birthday-at-school.html' title='Dallin&apos;s Birthday at School'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO89GpkVtDI/AAAAAAAAFew/RYRlpbBHbJs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-7852303457765297035</id><published>2010-01-29T21:23:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T21:43:05.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallin's Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>Dallin turned 6!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO845zhAvVI/AAAAAAAAFeY/eo24BLsMd_g/s1600/bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO845zhAvVI/AAAAAAAAFeY/eo24BLsMd_g/s400/bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543712232048737618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really wanted a Lego cake... So I took a crack at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO84aM1Y4jI/AAAAAAAAFeQ/je99XzK7v9k/s1600/bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO84aM1Y4jI/AAAAAAAAFeQ/je99XzK7v9k/s400/bday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543711689089278514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seems to be happy with it... Me on the other hand... Not so much.  But that's ok.  If he loves it that is all that really matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO84ZrdSV-I/AAAAAAAAFeI/OKJiVwi0N5I/s1600/bday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO84ZrdSV-I/AAAAAAAAFeI/OKJiVwi0N5I/s400/bday3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543711680129816546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got all kinds of gifts, but I think his favorite was his new camera (well, our old one - but new to him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO84Zflc3WI/AAAAAAAAFeA/t1ueFSFCOlw/s1600/bday7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO84Zflc3WI/AAAAAAAAFeA/t1ueFSFCOlw/s400/bday7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543711676942835042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first photo shoot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO84ZAxWvuI/AAAAAAAAFd4/OfvgI9mm44k/s1600/photographer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO84ZAxWvuI/AAAAAAAAFd4/OfvgI9mm44k/s400/photographer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543711668671266530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not all that comfortable being on this side of the camera.  I am usually the one TAKING them.  I guess I am going to have to get used to being put through what I have been putting my kids through their whole lives now....  grrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO84YnAZOJI/AAAAAAAAFdw/ogHsV8XX1hE/s1600/photographer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO84YnAZOJI/AAAAAAAAFdw/ogHsV8XX1hE/s400/photographer2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543711661755021458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove out to my friend's house and they had a goat.  Dallin had to get a shot with his new camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO83lQxhhfI/AAAAAAAAFdI/KtcOEnuVl-o/s1600/photographer3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO83lQxhhfI/AAAAAAAAFdI/KtcOEnuVl-o/s400/photographer3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543710779613742578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home we smelled a smell....  a very bad smell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO83k66hklI/AAAAAAAAFdA/rPSyr8fC9kg/s1600/barf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO83k66hklI/AAAAAAAAFdA/rPSyr8fC9kg/s400/barf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543710773745914450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Miss Mags got sick in the car.  And it stunk! Bad!  So we turned around, went back to my friend's house, got a bucket and towels for the ride home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO83kTh_XQI/AAAAAAAAFc4/zOGrs4yiPcU/s1600/barf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO83kTh_XQI/AAAAAAAAFc4/zOGrs4yiPcU/s400/barf2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543710763174026498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the doctors.  Turns out it was something pretty dang bad!  I wish I could remember (since I am writing this 10 months after it happened)  It was something so bad that we were ALL put on antibiotics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO820WdI8uI/AAAAAAAAFcY/L7cqMei-Qkw/s1600/pills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO820WdI8uI/AAAAAAAAFcY/L7cqMei-Qkw/s400/pills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543709939325268706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie, of course got pink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO820EjKI6I/AAAAAAAAFcQ/eyy8okj6ptU/s1600/pink_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO820EjKI6I/AAAAAAAAFcQ/eyy8okj6ptU/s400/pink_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543709934518674338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dallin got white...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO82zpWq2DI/AAAAAAAAFcI/2kBxtT2ma20/s1600/white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO82zpWq2DI/AAAAAAAAFcI/2kBxtT2ma20/s400/white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543709927218534450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of Wii playing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO82zbh07nI/AAAAAAAAFcA/GNLq6nd6sT0/s1600/wii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO82zbh07nI/AAAAAAAAFcA/GNLq6nd6sT0/s400/wii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543709923507236466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And movie watching....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO83kNYHB4I/AAAAAAAAFcw/-cdGQ69hcuc/s1600/cloudy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO83kNYHB4I/AAAAAAAAFcw/-cdGQ69hcuc/s400/cloudy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543710761521973122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cleaning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO83jtLTZsI/AAAAAAAAFco/bEHVplAT0o8/s1600/clorox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO83jtLTZsI/AAAAAAAAFco/bEHVplAT0o8/s400/clorox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543710752878323394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more cleaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO820vx9m6I/AAAAAAAAFcg/g19iiCQ5yP0/s1600/germx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO820vx9m6I/AAAAAAAAFcg/g19iiCQ5yP0/s400/germx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543709946123492258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad that we had intentions of going to "Goondocks" as Maggie calls it... Boondocks if you aren't a 3 year old.  But with all the sick, we never did get to it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my sweet boy!  I love you!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-7852303457765297035?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7852303457765297035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=7852303457765297035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/7852303457765297035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/7852303457765297035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2010/01/dallins-birthday-weekend.html' title='Dallin&apos;s Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/TO845zhAvVI/AAAAAAAAFeY/eo24BLsMd_g/s72-c/bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-7642719212972653159</id><published>2009-12-25T19:33:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T20:12:52.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas, everyone!  I hope that a very special day was had by all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we sat and wrote down a list of things that we are grateful for.  I was a little surprised at some of the things that Dallin was grateful for.  The first thing out of his mouth was a house.  We had been listening to the Road Home telethon the other day and I was trying to explain to him that there are people who have to sleep out in the snow because they do not have a home or a bed to sleep on.  I didn't think he was grasping the concept.  But I guess I was wrong.  Among other things he was grateful were: Christmas Tree, GameCube, the library, school, medicine and pizza. After the list was made he quickly ripped it out of the notebook and posted it up on the fridge.  Then we made hot chocolate and popcorn and watched Alvin and the Chipmunks (the first one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to leave hot chocolate and cookies for Santa!  We didn't have any homemade, so he got oreos.  I think that was ok, tho.  I am pretty sure Santa digs oreos... And we couldn't just leave 1 carrot this year, but 8 since there are 8 tiny reindeer! Luckily I talked him into just 2 carrots broken up into 8 pieces...  It seemed to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his prayer last night, Dallin asked Heavenly Father that Santa would, "fill our stocking with goodies."  I really wonder where he gets some of this stuff!  I don't know that I have ever said that to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got up early to make Dallin some more cinnamon rolls.  He wanted those and sausage for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV3GDvWcII/AAAAAAAAFbw/A8TZbN7rK10/s1600-h/cmas14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV3GDvWcII/AAAAAAAAFbw/A8TZbN7rK10/s400/cmas14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368672577089666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what would it be if the smoke alarm didn't go off while baking????  Yet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; oven fire.  This oven is a piece of dung!  Oh well.  There is a really thick coat of baking soda on the bottom of it now.  I guess I need to clean it out before baking again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to check and see if Santa ate his cookies!  It looks like he enjoyed them!  And I KNOW he loves - absolutely LOVES - hot chocolate!  So of course that was gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV3F3LxU6I/AAAAAAAAFbo/HigmOYQE2Y0/s1600-h/cmas13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV3F3LxU6I/AAAAAAAAFbo/HigmOYQE2Y0/s400/cmas13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368669206631330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I had to make sure he left the Santa bag and stockings full of goodies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV3Fmo3h7I/AAAAAAAAFbg/x_XgaCstA0I/s1600-h/cmas12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV3Fmo3h7I/AAAAAAAAFbg/x_XgaCstA0I/s400/cmas12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368664765269938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went upstairs while the rolls were rising, Dallin looked at me from his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV3FMV1WdI/AAAAAAAAFbY/Ir2n3mKZie4/s1600-h/cmas11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV3FMV1WdI/AAAAAAAAFbY/Ir2n3mKZie4/s400/cmas11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368657706113490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Are you coming to bed yet?"  I had to laugh.  I told him it was morning and he was so excited!  But Maggie wasn't up yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV28ec3iVI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/nqYMZU37L2s/s1600-h/cmas10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV28ec3iVI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/nqYMZU37L2s/s400/cmas10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368507948632402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Dallin and I got to snuggle and talk.  I love those times with him.  I love my little snugglebug.  He has always been and hopefully always will be my little bug.  During our conversation this morning he said, "I sure hope that Santa left me something."  I asked why he would be worried about it.  He said, "Because I was half on the nice list and half on the naughty list!"  He makes me smile!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Maggie woke up, I told her that Santa had come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV273COshI/AAAAAAAAFbI/_BDGK0b3YAA/s1600-h/cmas9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV273COshI/AAAAAAAAFbI/_BDGK0b3YAA/s400/cmas9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368497367921170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went to check out the window and started crying because he wasn't here anymore!  I told her that he came in the night and that he left presents downstairs!  She is hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went down and opened too many presents.  Although how can you deny grandparents getting them the cutest dresses with matching baby dresses???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV27gFeilI/AAAAAAAAFbA/v17YHcO5Pl8/s1600-h/cmas8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV27gFeilI/AAAAAAAAFbA/v17YHcO5Pl8/s400/cmas8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368491207526994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if they leave glitter EVERYWHERE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin was pretty pleased!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV27GOvXuI/AAAAAAAAFa4/k8hoviBMhhU/s1600-h/cmas7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV27GOvXuI/AAAAAAAAFa4/k8hoviBMhhU/s400/cmas7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368484267056866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa left Maggie pink Legos so now she won't have to take Dallin's.  And Dallin got Star Wars Legos.  Talk about satisfaction to hear just Legos being put together and taken apart for 30 minutes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV26_S6UWI/AAAAAAAAFaw/w-A5enBps48/s1600-h/cmas6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV26_S6UWI/AAAAAAAAFaw/w-A5enBps48/s400/cmas6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368482405503330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they were doing that I decided to tackle the Christmas Carcass that was sitting in the living room! UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV2udR3BgI/AAAAAAAAFao/uxeoP1TPK9A/s1600-h/cmas5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV2udR3BgI/AAAAAAAAFao/uxeoP1TPK9A/s400/cmas5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368267115857410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... maybe I will do it later.  After I eat one of these babies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV2uJZdkNI/AAAAAAAAFag/uJMpKUBYCD0/s1600-h/cmas4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV2uJZdkNI/AAAAAAAAFag/uJMpKUBYCD0/s400/cmas4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368261779034322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously am going to be sugar crashing after all these cinnamon rolls this week! Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Maggie and Dallin watched a Barbie movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV2t9GjVMI/AAAAAAAAFaY/enZHUISDEaA/s1600-h/cmas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV2t9GjVMI/AAAAAAAAFaY/enZHUISDEaA/s400/cmas3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368258478494914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Christmas!!!  Now we just have to go through all the old toys that don't get played with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I decided to make my sister's Baked Potato Soup.  It was a disaster!  Worst soup I think I have ever made in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily - China Hill was open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV2tkbrE8I/AAAAAAAAFaQ/ucBSgVTwUAw/s1600-h/cmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV2tkbrE8I/AAAAAAAAFaQ/ucBSgVTwUAw/s400/cmas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368251856196546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately no one sang, Fa Ra Ra Ra Raaaa Ra Ra Ra Ra to me! :(   Sadness.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I sit - editing photos, blogging, listening to my Glee Soundtracks 1 &amp;amp; 2 and eating Veggie Lo Mein.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV2tcZNI9I/AAAAAAAAFaI/BigDzXubqL0/s1600-h/cmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV2tcZNI9I/AAAAAAAAFaI/BigDzXubqL0/s400/cmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419368249698362322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all - and to all a great night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-7642719212972653159?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7642719212972653159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=7642719212972653159&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/7642719212972653159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/7642719212972653159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzV3GDvWcII/AAAAAAAAFbw/A8TZbN7rK10/s72-c/cmas14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-3498766623530026406</id><published>2009-12-23T09:20:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T09:45:37.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinnamon Rolls and Gingerbread Houses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJGvTcMwjI/AAAAAAAAFaA/w6DT9Km9j_w/s1600-h/cinn+rolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJGvTcMwjI/AAAAAAAAFaA/w6DT9Km9j_w/s400/cinn+rolls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418471080166474290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite parts of Christmas is that it gives me a valid excuse to make these AMAZING cinnamon rolls!!  Thanks PW for the recipe!!!!  I made a few pans and took them into work and I think they liked them! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although they weren't made without a few hiccups....  We boiled over about half of the milk while trying to scald it.  So we had to start over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it was rising... well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEpdthwCI/AAAAAAAAFZo/NrPhosxvdSA/s1600-h/cinn+rolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEpdthwCI/AAAAAAAAFZo/NrPhosxvdSA/s400/cinn+rolls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468780821037090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite the mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 pans of regular cinnamon rolls, I decided to try and make some with mini chocolate chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEpC4B_6I/AAAAAAAAFZg/WNijp18bi3s/s1600-h/cinn+rolls3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEpC4B_6I/AAAAAAAAFZg/WNijp18bi3s/s400/cinn+rolls3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468773617336226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEo_owQeI/AAAAAAAAFZY/b4yya6obG8k/s1600-h/cinn+rolls4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEo_owQeI/AAAAAAAAFZY/b4yya6obG8k/s400/cinn+rolls4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468772747952610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look like they will be really tasty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEoTjzzNI/AAAAAAAAFZQ/Y7waFecmiyU/s1600-h/cinn+rolls5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEoTjzzNI/AAAAAAAAFZQ/Y7waFecmiyU/s400/cinn+rolls5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468760916053202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let them rise a bit much, resulting in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEn2-BYoI/AAAAAAAAFZI/RnDc5PeCZOw/s1600-h/cinn+rolls6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEn2-BYoI/AAAAAAAAFZI/RnDc5PeCZOw/s400/cinn+rolls6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468753241367170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit of a mess...  again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a small oven fire, we found out that cinnamon rolls with chocolate chips are really NOT that good.  In fact, they are really gross :*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this morning we had regular ones for breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJGvTcMwjI/AAAAAAAAFaA/w6DT9Km9j_w/s1600-h/cinn+rolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJGvTcMwjI/AAAAAAAAFaA/w6DT9Km9j_w/s400/cinn+rolls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418471080166474290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With hot chocolate in regular cups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJGvPDYm9I/AAAAAAAAFZ4/UCwvDY759ic/s1600-h/cinn+rolls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJGvPDYm9I/AAAAAAAAFZ4/UCwvDY759ic/s400/cinn+rolls2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418471078988651474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think they are a hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJGuw8MdEI/AAAAAAAAFZw/Zq04nUO4QIc/s1600-h/cinn+rolls3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJGuw8MdEI/AAAAAAAAFZw/Zq04nUO4QIc/s400/cinn+rolls3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418471070905431106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night we decided to make our annual gingerbread house....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEJKI5IDI/AAAAAAAAFZA/Won6hPSP11o/s1600-h/gbread+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEJKI5IDI/AAAAAAAAFZA/Won6hPSP11o/s400/gbread+house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468225811292210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to realize....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEIrU6s1I/AAAAAAAAFY4/J6HMJwD4G4A/s1600-h/gbread+house2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEIrU6s1I/AAAAAAAAFY4/J6HMJwD4G4A/s400/gbread+house2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468217540227922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the importance of a good foundation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEIZ5MnpI/AAAAAAAAFYw/xC1HsJzbuQ0/s1600-h/gbread+house3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEIZ5MnpI/AAAAAAAAFYw/xC1HsJzbuQ0/s400/gbread+house3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468212860558994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause this poor thing looks great from the front....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEH1K6-vI/AAAAAAAAFYo/-5F5jNkliiM/s1600-h/gbread+house4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEH1K6-vI/AAAAAAAAFYo/-5F5jNkliiM/s400/gbread+house4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468203002788594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before the kids even went to bed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEHucofRI/AAAAAAAAFYg/arNYy5bzA8w/s1600-h/gbread+house5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJEHucofRI/AAAAAAAAFYg/arNYy5bzA8w/s400/gbread+house5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418468201198026002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the poor thing was a complete wreck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am going to go enjoy another cinnamon roll before hopping in the shower!  Ta Ta!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-3498766623530026406?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3498766623530026406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=3498766623530026406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3498766623530026406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3498766623530026406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/12/cinnamon-rolls-and-gingerbread-houses.html' title='Cinnamon Rolls and Gingerbread Houses'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SzJGvTcMwjI/AAAAAAAAFaA/w6DT9Km9j_w/s72-c/cinn+rolls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-4006502680248141372</id><published>2009-12-16T08:01:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T08:19:05.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heat Wave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2ZljviTI/AAAAAAAAFXo/rEZoc4HD-NA/s1600-h/7north.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2ZljviTI/AAAAAAAAFXo/rEZoc4HD-NA/s400/7north.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415849471352211762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy COW!  I am pretty excited about this!  Not only do we not have single digits for our lows, but our HIGHS are in the 40s!!!!  I might actually get my car cleaned before spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday when I was leaving church I saw this mini-van pulling a canoe around the city streets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj3iQItGII/AAAAAAAAFYY/kC-FYhLZQ-A/s1600-h/snow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj3iQItGII/AAAAAAAAFYY/kC-FYhLZQ-A/s400/snow2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415850719732111490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious!  Kaysville doesn't plow the side streets really.  They get most of the main streets but leave us poor saps to ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the middle of the night... When the unsuspecting residents are fast asleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2xZ_j3HI/AAAAAAAAFYQ/4y7y5PpDSbA/s1600-h/snowplow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2xZ_j3HI/AAAAAAAAFYQ/4y7y5PpDSbA/s400/snowplow2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415849880564522098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they come... Like a jerk...  and totally block your driveway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course it's in the night so it ices up really well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by my totally cute friend Charley, I decided to use Dallin's lego men and have some fun with the mountains of snow that I was about to hack away at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2wwIKIHI/AAAAAAAAFYI/0P8Vi6B7ix4/s1600-h/snowplow5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2wwIKIHI/AAAAAAAAFYI/0P8Vi6B7ix4/s400/snowplow5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415849869326295154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legoman is hiking... It kinda looks like Mt. Everest to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YAE!!! He made it to the top! I wish I had a little flag he could have been standing next to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2w4xIutI/AAAAAAAAFYA/J7TJVJJ9T_8/s1600-h/snowplow4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2w4xIutI/AAAAAAAAFYA/J7TJVJJ9T_8/s400/snowplow4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415849871645653714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie had a bath that morning.  She wanted milk or something so I told her she needed to get dressed first.  This is what she came outside in while I was chipping away at my ice mountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2wUvC7OI/AAAAAAAAFX4/AEFX3OBtiI4/s1600-h/dressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2wUvC7OI/AAAAAAAAFX4/AEFX3OBtiI4/s400/dressed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415849861973208290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course a police officer comes driving by while she is out in the snow in this get up~ So instead of hoping he would stop and help a girl out, I was hoping he would keep on driving so that I didn't go to jail for having my daughter outside in inappropriate clothing (as a couple just did in Utah County last week)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2wEodMoI/AAAAAAAAFXw/Ja18GVz__sU/s1600-h/dressed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2wEodMoI/AAAAAAAAFXw/Ja18GVz__sU/s400/dressed2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415849857650602626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the mother was passed out drunk on the floor and the father wasn't even home and the kids were locked outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I would PROBABLY be ok...  I love that she didn't even get the same socks on her feet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Dallin decided he needed to play with his Legomen on the mountain.  It was really funny! He had them on a spoon sledding down.  My camera battery died.  So I didn't get any pictures :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-4006502680248141372?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4006502680248141372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=4006502680248141372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4006502680248141372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4006502680248141372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/12/heat-wave.html' title='Heat Wave'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Syj2ZljviTI/AAAAAAAAFXo/rEZoc4HD-NA/s72-c/7north.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-1510077457265892238</id><published>2009-12-10T13:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:01:36.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrified!</title><content type='html'>Last night I was laying in bed.  About 11 pm there was a knock at my door.  My stomach dropped.  Then I heard the door knob rattle.  I started thinking, "WHAT IF I DIDN'T LOCK THE DOOR?"  I was totally freaking out.  After a bit I heard the hard snow being walked on.  Then my car door opened...  HOLY CRAP!  I forgot to lock my car.  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; forget to lock my car!  After another little bit the car in front of my house left.  I called a friend to stay on the phone with me while I went outside to check my car.  Just wanted to make sure someone knew I was dead if I got killed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk outside in the freezing cold and get to my car.  Open the door.  On the seat was... a package of double stuff oreos... I think I know who left them, but she is denying it!!!  I was never so relieved!!!!  It was one of the most terrifying experiences of my life!  How am I supposed to defend my children if someone were to come into my home??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say - I locked my car door.  Came in the house and checked the door lock, deadbolt lock AND the chain lock.  Then hopped under my down comforter!  Still didn't fall asleep for several hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I took a shower and while I was in the shower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SyFZQax4G4I/AAAAAAAAFXQ/zXEi60Qi70o/s1600-h/oreo+monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SyFZQax4G4I/AAAAAAAAFXQ/zXEi60Qi70o/s400/oreo+monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413706365677345666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an Oreo Monster broke into the house!  This Oreo Monster only eats the filling of Oreos!  Good thing they were DOUBLE STUFF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where else I will find naked oreos???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SyFZPzn-_NI/AAAAAAAAFXI/sopKcKbcCFs/s1600-h/oreo+monster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SyFZPzn-_NI/AAAAAAAAFXI/sopKcKbcCFs/s400/oreo+monster2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413706355166870738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after we got back from Dallin's Art class I was folding clothes upstairs.  Meanwhile... the Oreo Monster struck again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SyFZPuNYaDI/AAAAAAAAFXA/9tD4-AbSiEI/s1600-h/oreo+monster3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SyFZPuNYaDI/AAAAAAAAFXA/9tD4-AbSiEI/s400/oreo+monster3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413706353713113138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, she put them all on a plate for me!  Isn't that just sweet????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And totally random, here... Anyone know how to get pink dye from cardstock off a table??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SyFZPGmONwI/AAAAAAAAFW4/6D_CLCfNeBU/s1600-h/pool+damage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SyFZPGmONwI/AAAAAAAAFW4/6D_CLCfNeBU/s400/pool+damage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413706343079884546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were letting their action figures go for a swim on the table but didn't clean it off of papers first.  This pink paper got wet and left on the table.  Now I have pink dye stuck to my table!!!  Isn't it always &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SOMETHING&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-1510077457265892238?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1510077457265892238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=1510077457265892238&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1510077457265892238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1510077457265892238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/12/terrified.html' title='Terrified!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SyFZQax4G4I/AAAAAAAAFXQ/zXEi60Qi70o/s72-c/oreo+monster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-4127834862240381860</id><published>2009-12-09T12:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:52:19.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embracing the Cold</title><content type='html'>So trying to embrace the cold!  Maggie and I bundled up to walk to Dallin's school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sx__F0UVYaI/AAAAAAAAFWw/zFjaxBs3Yuc/s1600-h/Dallin+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sx__F0UVYaI/AAAAAAAAFWw/zFjaxBs3Yuc/s400/Dallin+snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413325752530985378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry the quality is poor - these are from my phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sx__FViauRI/AAAAAAAAFWo/quxN7CROJ5E/s1600-h/maggie+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sx__FViauRI/AAAAAAAAFWo/quxN7CROJ5E/s400/maggie+snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413325744268556562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ate lots of snow on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are going to sled down our hill today again. But I need to warm up first...  Then get cold... then warm up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-4127834862240381860?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4127834862240381860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=4127834862240381860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4127834862240381860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4127834862240381860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/12/embracing-cold.html' title='Embracing the Cold'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sx__F0UVYaI/AAAAAAAAFWw/zFjaxBs3Yuc/s72-c/Dallin+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-6685937426228490788</id><published>2009-12-09T09:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T09:41:34.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, It's Cold Outside!</title><content type='html'>I am not a fan of cold weather...  I guess it is tolerable... Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sx_OauqiWkI/AAAAAAAAFWg/jh4VlrV3izI/s1600-h/7north.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sx_OauqiWkI/AAAAAAAAFWg/jh4VlrV3izI/s400/7north.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413272235720989250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is a little bit on the extreme!  On Monday the weather guy said that it was supposed to be clear up to 38 on Friday! I thought - GREAT! A hot streak!  Somehow they are way off.  I don't understand it... They are usually right on the mark! Hahahaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally did NOT want to take Dallin to school.  I do long for the days when my kindergarten-er was a baby still and on these unbearably cold and snowy days all we had to do was stay in the warm house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really looking forward to cleaning the car this weekend without it freezing up.  But it doesn't look like that is going to happen.  On the way to school today, Dallin tried to get his window down.  It was frozen shut.  He thought it was funny.  I didn't :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Somehow I need to find a way to embrace the beautiful falling snow. Re-thinking process is starting.  Maybe I can listen to fun songs like this one and get a new attitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing that Maggie did today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves bubble baths.  LOVES them...  She will sit in them for over an hour if I would let her!  Today she said she wanted a bubble bath.  I was cleaning the kitchen and she decided that she would take matters into her own hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First she takes off her princess dress.  Then sit down and takes off her socks.  I asked her why she was taking them off.  It's still a bit cold in our house. The windows don't keep the heat in very well.  She said to me, "Camoss, I want them off!"  I finally figured out what Camoss was.  Apparently it means Because!  I love figuring out her little words!  Then she took off her jammies and then ripped off her diaper.  Streaking through the house, she is yelling, "BUBBLE BATH!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is now in the bath.  Love that kid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-6685937426228490788?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6685937426228490788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=6685937426228490788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6685937426228490788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6685937426228490788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby, It&apos;s Cold Outside!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sx_OauqiWkI/AAAAAAAAFWg/jh4VlrV3izI/s72-c/7north.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-1212902384585022701</id><published>2009-12-04T13:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:45:28.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Box, Scissors, and Markers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxl0BjZFX0I/AAAAAAAAFWY/Uqxb9PIB-xU/s1600-h/robot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxl0BjZFX0I/AAAAAAAAFWY/Uqxb9PIB-xU/s400/robot2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411483997291503426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we were cleaning up a little bit and Dallin decided that he wanted to make a robot out of his new booster seat box!  So I figured I would try to do it.  I mean, really... How hard can it be to cut out some holes and let them have at it with the markers, right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxlz4cAbP4I/AAAAAAAAFWQ/q5EB4wHvNVY/s1600-h/robot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxlz4cAbP4I/AAAAAAAAFWQ/q5EB4wHvNVY/s400/robot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411483840690208642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure my hole cutting skills are suffering....  The arms were WAY too high!  Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't stop them from having fun...  For over an hour!  It was so funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxlz37M4J_I/AAAAAAAAFWI/-H9IgvlaVm0/s1600-h/robot4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxlz37M4J_I/AAAAAAAAFWI/-H9IgvlaVm0/s400/robot4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411483831884064754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to see them interact with each other and laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxlz3pD51kI/AAAAAAAAFWA/D4OAETDzMtE/s1600-h/robot3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxlz3pD51kI/AAAAAAAAFWA/D4OAETDzMtE/s400/robot3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411483827014587970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have such wonderful sibling love for one another!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then have it change just like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxlz3bc7SbI/AAAAAAAAFV4/OXKJHEEOS18/s1600-h/robot5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxlz3bc7SbI/AAAAAAAAFV4/OXKJHEEOS18/s400/robot5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411483823361444274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really... They do love each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxlz24EPb_I/AAAAAAAAFVw/QIMmMfnqLRk/s1600-h/robot6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxlz24EPb_I/AAAAAAAAFVw/QIMmMfnqLRk/s400/robot6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411483813862666226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love them too!  More than words can say!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-1212902384585022701?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1212902384585022701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=1212902384585022701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1212902384585022701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1212902384585022701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/12/box-scissors-and-markers.html' title='Box, Scissors, and Markers'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sxl0BjZFX0I/AAAAAAAAFWY/Uqxb9PIB-xU/s72-c/robot2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-4166713486322179886</id><published>2009-12-01T21:28:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:00:12.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-thought-you-had-bad-day.html"&gt;Remember this&lt;/a&gt;??? (If not you can click on the red lettering and re-read the post!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXxfFc94MI/AAAAAAAAFVo/F-f2JdkJKrY/s1600-h/cinderella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXxfFc94MI/AAAAAAAAFVo/F-f2JdkJKrY/s400/cinderella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410496043697430722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Cinderella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned into Poor Maggie walking off the woodstove...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXxe4xUIuI/AAAAAAAAFVg/umYhJqC7jqw/s1600-h/maggie4%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXxe4xUIuI/AAAAAAAAFVg/umYhJqC7jqw/s400/maggie4%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410496040293114594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then&lt;a href="http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-hope.html"&gt; Poor Drusella&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXxerC7H6I/AAAAAAAAFVY/RWPvtSLxnpE/s1600-h/drusella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXxerC7H6I/AAAAAAAAFVY/RWPvtSLxnpE/s400/drusella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410496036608876450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned into &lt;a href="http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/04/karma-got-us-again.html"&gt;Poor Maggie&lt;/a&gt; sliding down our apple tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXxeC_O9NI/AAAAAAAAFVQ/zMZ7QSkoKhA/s1600-h/hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXxeC_O9NI/AAAAAAAAFVQ/zMZ7QSkoKhA/s400/hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410496025855980754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/ROMNEY%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so nervous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXt33piByI/AAAAAAAAFVI/SLGCiJUJX1A/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXt33piByI/AAAAAAAAFVI/SLGCiJUJX1A/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410492071442253602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did a double doozie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXt3m0yHbI/AAAAAAAAFVA/HhIoUC-jsv4/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXt3m0yHbI/AAAAAAAAFVA/HhIoUC-jsv4/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410492066926042546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers are being accepted for NO BAD KARMA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all... It's just Cinderella again.  She is just in a white dress instead of a blue one! And Snow White doesn't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; need 2 hands does she???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXt3M9AhtI/AAAAAAAAFU4/wEzSqvQUGWo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXt3M9AhtI/AAAAAAAAFU4/wEzSqvQUGWo/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410492059981219538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altho I have to admit that I am traveling back in time to my brother burning and maiming his action figures... Oh how I wish that I had gotten pictures of that so I could compare them to my sweet daughter's princesses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy used to burn and cut off limbs.  Maggie simply uses her teeth and bites them off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she just looks so sweet, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXt21AmaqI/AAAAAAAAFUw/JJMuwt_vPZw/s1600-h/i+mommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXt21AmaqI/AAAAAAAAFUw/JJMuwt_vPZw/s400/i+mommy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410492053553834658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She said, "I mommy!" when she put on my glasses the other day! It was really cute!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-4166713486322179886?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4166713486322179886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=4166713486322179886&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4166713486322179886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4166713486322179886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/12/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again...'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxXxfFc94MI/AAAAAAAAFVo/F-f2JdkJKrY/s72-c/cinderella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-6007542980795366843</id><published>2009-11-27T21:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T09:53:32.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Blank to Stylish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFMUyq0PhI/AAAAAAAAFUo/G0_1dcBP-_o/s1600/tree3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFMUyq0PhI/AAAAAAAAFUo/G0_1dcBP-_o/s400/tree3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409188547531128338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I opened at Lowe's.  I got there at 5:25.  There were lots of cars in the lot but no one was at the door.  It was simply too cold.  But as I was walking up to the door and waiting for someone to let me in... A wave of people, who obviously thought I was being rude and cutting in line because I got there AFTER them, started rushing to the door.  I told them, "Hey... I am just trying to clock in."  I am sure they were not pleased that they got to stand in the cold for another 30 minutes.  Oh well.  Freaking Nutters!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a pre-lit tree at Lowe's in the Black Friday ad.... So I put one aside for me to get after work was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we broke open the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFMUtVWmBI/AAAAAAAAFUg/NTX8zUsko7g/s1600/tree0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFMUtVWmBI/AAAAAAAAFUg/NTX8zUsko7g/s400/tree0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409188546098927634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got it put together, with the A, B and C in the correct order...  It took a little work... but we did finally get it right.  You would think a college educated Mom and a kindergartener could get the A, B and C in the right order the first time.  Obviously not :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFMUfgXCeI/AAAAAAAAFUY/-mGYnPanojo/s1600/tree0-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFMUfgXCeI/AAAAAAAAFUY/-mGYnPanojo/s400/tree0-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409188542386997730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except it is crooked.  I don't know if I ever get anything right that I try.  (With the exception of my kids.)  So here I threw out a swear word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin said to me, "Maybe you should give up those swear words, Mom."  I guess I need to be more aware of what comes out of my mouth :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  Between putting up the tree and trying to get the kids to eat their dinner, Maggie wasn't happy.  And she let us know in no uncertain terms that she was unhappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFMT3aLPDI/AAAAAAAAFUQ/YKEJMGhIE2Q/s1600/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFMT3aLPDI/AAAAAAAAFUQ/YKEJMGhIE2Q/s400/tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409188531623640114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is getting really good at throwing herself around when she isn't pleased!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were in charge of the candy cane application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFLRDzcKiI/AAAAAAAAFUI/U78-hgSNwI8/s1600/tree1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFLRDzcKiI/AAAAAAAAFUI/U78-hgSNwI8/s400/tree1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409187383899597346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheheee.... They were concentrated on the very bottom of the tree.  Very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we decorated the tree we pulled out the Krispy Kreme donuts.  Dallin and I got ours since we ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFLQk83hKI/AAAAAAAAFUA/TyAxQ4D9Yt4/s1600/tree4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFLQk83hKI/AAAAAAAAFUA/TyAxQ4D9Yt4/s400/tree4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409187375617639586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFLQB3K2_I/AAAAAAAAFT4/a3L1AvTnDEo/s1600/tree5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFLQB3K2_I/AAAAAAAAFT4/a3L1AvTnDEo/s400/tree5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409187366198500338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to eat Maggie's.  But then realized I ought to save it for breakfast.  She would be really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were done decorating the tree, Dallin said, very proudly, "FROM BLANK TO STYLISH!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was right!  From BLANK....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFLPjkof3I/AAAAAAAAFTw/L6UeAb5rWec/s1600/tree0-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFLPjkof3I/AAAAAAAAFTw/L6UeAb5rWec/s400/tree0-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409187358067687282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO SYLISH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFLPZbXnKI/AAAAAAAAFTo/SUZ-xjBg7yo/s1600/tree2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFLPZbXnKI/AAAAAAAAFTo/SUZ-xjBg7yo/s400/tree2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409187355344477346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still crooked... But still - very stylish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a fabulous Thanksgiving weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-6007542980795366843?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6007542980795366843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=6007542980795366843&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6007542980795366843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6007542980795366843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/11/from-blank-to-stylish.html' title='From Blank to Stylish!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SxFMUyq0PhI/AAAAAAAAFUo/G0_1dcBP-_o/s72-c/tree3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-9118115157886617885</id><published>2009-11-23T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:53:40.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sledding and Snowball Fights!!!</title><content type='html'>One good thing about the snow over the weekend is that we can now sled down the little hill in our backyard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvFsRkBNI/AAAAAAAAFTA/HNh7s7BksFQ/s1600/sledding5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvFsRkBNI/AAAAAAAAFTA/HNh7s7BksFQ/s400/sledding5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407960133628331218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't totally great the first run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once the trail was groomed - it was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvFX1vZDI/AAAAAAAAFS4/jzLsCTQ0TKM/s1600/sledding4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvFX1vZDI/AAAAAAAAFS4/jzLsCTQ0TKM/s400/sledding4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407960128142926898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie wasn't too interested at first.  But after watching Dallin do it over and over, she must have decided that it couldn't be too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvaQvgX_I/AAAAAAAAFTg/olRWq2rt9fs/s1600/sledding1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvaQvgX_I/AAAAAAAAFTg/olRWq2rt9fs/s400/sledding1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407960487014981618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried to push her down at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just didn't work, so he pulled her for a second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvaALD8LI/AAAAAAAAFTY/437LpZqciKo/s1600/sledding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvaALD8LI/AAAAAAAAFTY/437LpZqciKo/s400/sledding2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407960482567155890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then decided to throw a snowball at her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvZqbKB7I/AAAAAAAAFTQ/l_5hYqaE1_Q/s1600/sledding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvZqbKB7I/AAAAAAAAFTQ/l_5hYqaE1_Q/s400/sledding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407960476729083826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep... She likes it!  After that one she decided that she needed to do it over and over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvZdCf62I/AAAAAAAAFTI/kL1KOmgG0Ms/s1600/sledding3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvZdCf62I/AAAAAAAAFTI/kL1KOmgG0Ms/s400/sledding3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407960473135999842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes the snow... Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvFCpoQ8I/AAAAAAAAFSw/FJQ6yizmMM0/s1600/sledding6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvFCpoQ8I/AAAAAAAAFSw/FJQ6yizmMM0/s400/sledding6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407960122454983618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin LOVES throwing snowballs~  I am just proud of Maggie that she is covering her face....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvEz1k9wI/AAAAAAAAFSo/laM55ZdXMHs/s1600/sledding7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvEz1k9wI/AAAAAAAAFSo/laM55ZdXMHs/s400/sledding7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407960118478567170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Sensei Jeff says, "Protect your grill!  Cause no one else WILL!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvEWGNXUI/AAAAAAAAFSg/LcjHg6cbqqo/s1600/sledding8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvEWGNXUI/AAAAAAAAFSg/LcjHg6cbqqo/s400/sledding8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407960110495259970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun day in the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until it got to cold.  Then we went in and warmed up!  Although, I have to admit.  I wouldn't mind if it all melted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-9118115157886617885?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/9118115157886617885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=9118115157886617885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/9118115157886617885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/9118115157886617885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/11/sledding-and-snowball-fights.html' title='Sledding and Snowball Fights!!!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzvFsRkBNI/AAAAAAAAFTA/HNh7s7BksFQ/s72-c/sledding5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-821769370227910662</id><published>2009-11-22T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:45:37.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12th Street on another Snowy Day</title><content type='html'>My kids saw the pictures of the bridge that I took last week.  Maggie wanted to go see the bridge... I told them we would have to hike on a trail for a long time.  They still wanted to go.  I decided to take them.  So we packed up in the car.  The weather was getting ickier and ickier the closer we got.  I wasn't too thrilled about taking 2 kids up there alone in the snow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there and it started full on snowing.  So we waited around for a bit to see if it would let up.  Meanwhile we see a man with a dog and a rifle go up the trail.  I think to myself, "Self, this might be a bad idea..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home I tried to snap a pic of my kids....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwztudgHndI/AAAAAAAAFSY/RxIJi9v40JI/s1600/pop+rocks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwztudgHndI/AAAAAAAAFSY/RxIJi9v40JI/s400/pop+rocks2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407958635014233554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Man wouldn't have it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Maggie didn't seem to mind it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Swztt-onJhI/AAAAAAAAFSQ/nMNOS2s2f2w/s1600/pop+rocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Swztt-onJhI/AAAAAAAAFSQ/nMNOS2s2f2w/s400/pop+rocks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407958626728355346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait... I guess that would be because she was PASSED OUT!  With pop rocks stuck to her face, hair, clothes and car seat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have to try again on a nicer day...  Without rifle carrying men with small child eating dogs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-821769370227910662?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/821769370227910662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=821769370227910662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/821769370227910662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/821769370227910662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/11/12th-street-on-another-snowy-day.html' title='12th Street on another Snowy Day'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwztudgHndI/AAAAAAAAFSY/RxIJi9v40JI/s72-c/pop+rocks2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-5585143702032064945</id><published>2009-11-19T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:39:40.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clever Fox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwztDRY7IrI/AAAAAAAAFSI/oxz0m7QExi0/s1600/clever+fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwztDRY7IrI/AAAAAAAAFSI/oxz0m7QExi0/s400/clever+fox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407957893028455090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!  Dallin came home from school today wanting to be called Clever Fox.  His teacher gave him that Indian name because he was SO clever! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this kid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-5585143702032064945?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5585143702032064945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=5585143702032064945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/5585143702032064945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/5585143702032064945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/11/clever-fox.html' title='Clever Fox'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwztDRY7IrI/AAAAAAAAFSI/oxz0m7QExi0/s72-c/clever+fox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-5164941191752261241</id><published>2009-11-14T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:37:41.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12th Street on a Snowy Day</title><content type='html'>On this snowy Saturday that I had free, a friend of mine took me up 12th street to a great place to go hiking!  I saw pictures when it was green and pretty.  Today I saw it white and pretty!  I didn't anticipate it actually snowing WHILE we were hiking... But it really was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzrzXxV_-I/AAAAAAAAFSA/nL0KhkaZvQg/s1600/12th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzrzXxV_-I/AAAAAAAAFSA/nL0KhkaZvQg/s400/12th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407956520351956962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a cute bridge that went over this stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Swzru0jTepI/AAAAAAAAFR4/077c646dReM/s1600/12th+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Swzru0jTepI/AAAAAAAAFR4/077c646dReM/s400/12th+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407956442178353810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bridge led to a place that I am going to HAVE to go camping at sometime this next summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzrusjeIRI/AAAAAAAAFRw/ix73h6UGbAA/s1600/12th+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzrusjeIRI/AAAAAAAAFRw/ix73h6UGbAA/s400/12th+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407956440031568146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought this was kind of cool with the vegetation/snow contrast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Swzrue4lHWI/AAAAAAAAFRo/aW2V3I9hjfQ/s1600/12th+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Swzrue4lHWI/AAAAAAAAFRo/aW2V3I9hjfQ/s400/12th+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407956436362009954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so beautiful and peaceful to walk in the middle of the snow falling.  Not hearing any noise from the man-made parts of the world.  Just nature.  Absolutely breathtaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzrtwQY6QI/AAAAAAAAFRg/O426i1FB8ys/s1600/12th+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzrtwQY6QI/AAAAAAAAFRg/O426i1FB8ys/s400/12th+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407956423845406978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I couldn't leave 12th street without visiting my truck!!!!  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzrtirYedI/AAAAAAAAFRY/HwbmKdpm1qE/s1600/12th+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzrtirYedI/AAAAAAAAFRY/HwbmKdpm1qE/s400/12th+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407956420200528338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-5164941191752261241?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5164941191752261241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=5164941191752261241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/5164941191752261241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/5164941191752261241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/11/12th-street-on-snowy-day.html' title='12th Street on a Snowy Day'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzrzXxV_-I/AAAAAAAAFSA/nL0KhkaZvQg/s72-c/12th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-2425288064200258424</id><published>2009-11-12T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:20:45.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for Pies</title><content type='html'>Today our Thankful Jar was that we are thankful for pies.  Dallin's FAVORITE pie is pumpkin.  In fact... that is the ONLY pie he likes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were to make pies to share.  We got to making the crust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzoGFvGAsI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/0gGzyfXGrTQ/s1600/pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzoGFvGAsI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/0gGzyfXGrTQ/s400/pie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407952443881685698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made 2 pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzoFrHgVYI/AAAAAAAAFRA/lhFgDGqQuHg/s1600/pie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzoFrHgVYI/AAAAAAAAFRA/lhFgDGqQuHg/s400/pie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407952436736316802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then started on the filling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzoF8a8z5I/AAAAAAAAFRI/-Bsvopvu2oM/s1600/pie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzoF8a8z5I/AAAAAAAAFRI/-Bsvopvu2oM/s400/pie1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407952441381277586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmm..... I love pumpkin pie too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzoFdzmyhI/AAAAAAAAFQ4/MxleYJqLpcM/s1600/pie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzoFdzmyhI/AAAAAAAAFQ4/MxleYJqLpcM/s400/pie3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407952433163192850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the end result....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzoFAy_sBI/AAAAAAAAFQw/QemzfdUAg4U/s1600/pie4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzoFAy_sBI/AAAAAAAAFQw/QemzfdUAg4U/s400/pie4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407952425376002066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did we give one away???  Heck no.  We ate them.  Both.  Yep.  Oink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-2425288064200258424?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2425288064200258424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=2425288064200258424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2425288064200258424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2425288064200258424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-thankful-for-pies.html' title='I am Thankful for Pies'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SwzoGFvGAsI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/0gGzyfXGrTQ/s72-c/pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-4568684179312970025</id><published>2009-11-11T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:27:41.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maggie's Date with Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymtwTryrI/AAAAAAAAFQg/v_BpVSPF__E/s1600-h/ice7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymtwTryrI/AAAAAAAAFQg/v_BpVSPF__E/s400/ice7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376957929540274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie went on a date with Daddy tonight!  They drove downtown and park at Scott's office.  Then took trax down to the Energy Solutions Arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymtlT_MkI/AAAAAAAAFQY/6Ho2RnnKGcs/s1600-h/ice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymtlT_MkI/AAAAAAAAFQY/6Ho2RnnKGcs/s400/ice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376954978021954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to see Disney's Princesses on Ice!  She was really excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymjwToQOI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/_9o_Hn_hsNs/s1600-h/ice5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymjwToQOI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/_9o_Hn_hsNs/s400/ice5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376786130616546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean if anyone knows Maggie they would know she is obsessed with princesses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there was a popcorn incident prior to the event even starting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymjWH0IUI/AAAAAAAAFQI/hm6FEwhcatM/s1600-h/ice8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymjWH0IUI/AAAAAAAAFQI/hm6FEwhcatM/s400/ice8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376779101741378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since the popcorn was dropped, Maggie had to demonstrate her new talent of pitching very obscene fits!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymjQfRPZI/AAAAAAAAFQA/VhQaRBD4RGk/s1600-h/ice9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymjQfRPZI/AAAAAAAAFQA/VhQaRBD4RGk/s400/ice9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376777589505426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once the princesses came out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymjEbs7rI/AAAAAAAAFP4/QuctVKipUnU/s1600-h/ice2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymjEbs7rI/AAAAAAAAFP4/QuctVKipUnU/s400/ice2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376774353317554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was mesmerized....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svymirhth5I/AAAAAAAAFPw/ZjhPtOjtSH4/s1600-h/ice3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svymirhth5I/AAAAAAAAFPw/ZjhPtOjtSH4/s400/ice3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376767667636114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally enthralled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymMiMrViI/AAAAAAAAFPo/pWGQG2LG3bs/s1600-h/ice4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymMiMrViI/AAAAAAAAFPo/pWGQG2LG3bs/s400/ice4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376387206370850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely on her own cloud 9!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymMezXZOI/AAAAAAAAFPg/Ig_gGSlL1Ao/s1600-h/ice6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymMezXZOI/AAAAAAAAFPg/Ig_gGSlL1Ao/s400/ice6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376386294899938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of princesses - lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymL6q3nCI/AAAAAAAAFPY/w3K1T0A_qGM/s1600-h/ice10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymL6q3nCI/AAAAAAAAFPY/w3K1T0A_qGM/s400/ice10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376376595586082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, fair ladies!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymLjGLZCI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/dF0KJbjRquA/s1600-h/ice11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymLjGLZCI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/dF0KJbjRquA/s400/ice11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376370267677730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks, Dad for an awesome night!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymLQjHWII/AAAAAAAAFPI/GjqFhTX6ks8/s1600-h/ice7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymLQjHWII/AAAAAAAAFPI/GjqFhTX6ks8/s400/ice7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403376365288773762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-4568684179312970025?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4568684179312970025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=4568684179312970025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4568684179312970025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4568684179312970025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/11/maggies-date-with-dad.html' title='Maggie&apos;s Date with Dad'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvymtwTryrI/AAAAAAAAFQg/v_BpVSPF__E/s72-c/ice7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-4745295792009542383</id><published>2009-11-10T23:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:11:51.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gramma's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My mom came out this way to help a friend drive cars here since they were moving.  We were able to hang out a few times.  Today we went to the Asian Buffet.  This is one of Dallin's favorite places to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTfThF42I/AAAAAAAAFO4/aY6-bS_ppDU/s1600-h/lunch8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTfThF42I/AAAAAAAAFO4/aY6-bS_ppDU/s400/lunch8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402722500264452962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie kept saying, "I see a big plane!"  The restaurant is right by the base and they were flying lots today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTfAMmYVI/AAAAAAAAFOw/5_ElQ2k3m2M/s1600-h/lunch5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTfAMmYVI/AAAAAAAAFOw/5_ElQ2k3m2M/s400/lunch5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402722495078228306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin loves the cantaloupe.  I think he ate his weight in it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTenvTGXI/AAAAAAAAFOo/23GVQfAHQE4/s1600-h/lunch7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTenvTGXI/AAAAAAAAFOo/23GVQfAHQE4/s400/lunch7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402722488512878962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's leaking down his chin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTecy3v7I/AAAAAAAAFOg/u508HaLkGxI/s1600-h/lunch6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTecy3v7I/AAAAAAAAFOg/u508HaLkGxI/s400/lunch6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402722485575073714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his FAVORITE part is the ice cream he gets after he eats all his chicken and fruit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTeLa-5vI/AAAAAAAAFOY/scZGlPgkksM/s1600-h/lunch4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTeLa-5vI/AAAAAAAAFOY/scZGlPgkksM/s400/lunch4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402722480911476466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of shrimp were eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTQAQw3YI/AAAAAAAAFOQ/MkdLcG_Gsv8/s1600-h/lunch3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTQAQw3YI/AAAAAAAAFOQ/MkdLcG_Gsv8/s400/lunch3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402722237397654914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altho Dallin wasn't about to try any!  He was hilarious.  He promised gramma he would try it when he turned 12!  I am definitely keeping him on that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTP0o2TfI/AAAAAAAAFOI/XOnpzmln18U/s1600-h/lunch3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTP0o2TfI/AAAAAAAAFOI/XOnpzmln18U/s400/lunch3-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402722234277449202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie downed the fortune cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTPgUtGPI/AAAAAAAAFOA/zGpur7VUOTg/s1600-h/lunch2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTPgUtGPI/AAAAAAAAFOA/zGpur7VUOTg/s400/lunch2-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402722228824250610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin read his. I love that he is reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTPRZFXUI/AAAAAAAAFN4/nrEvg4ZIhfM/s1600-h/lunch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTPRZFXUI/AAAAAAAAFN4/nrEvg4ZIhfM/s400/lunch2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402722224816086338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, gramma for a great visit!  We are planning on spring break to drive out to the mid-west for a visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTOyswVoI/AAAAAAAAFNw/oxVI3bel0R0/s1600-h/lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTOyswVoI/AAAAAAAAFNw/oxVI3bel0R0/s400/lunch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402722216577095298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-4745295792009542383?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4745295792009542383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=4745295792009542383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4745295792009542383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4745295792009542383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/11/grammas-visit.html' title='Gramma&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvpTfThF42I/AAAAAAAAFO4/aY6-bS_ppDU/s72-c/lunch8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-4178114017019718105</id><published>2009-11-07T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:45:35.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antelope Island</title><content type='html'>We went out to Antelope Island today... It was a nice day and I thought it would be good to get out. Plus I have been wanting to get there to take some pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbnbVxRdjI/AAAAAAAAFNo/Wp6fEkPWNUo/s1600-h/fb+morning2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbnbVxRdjI/AAAAAAAAFNo/Wp6fEkPWNUo/s400/fb+morning2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401759259963782706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right when we crossed the causeway I saw some empty docks that I wanted to photograph.  Dallin wanted to throw rocks in the water.  So we stopped.  Dallin quickly found that the Salt Lake has hidden quicksand around it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbi0jWpitI/AAAAAAAAFNg/vKvYpKPn-Ys/s1600-h/ai7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbi0jWpitI/AAAAAAAAFNg/vKvYpKPn-Ys/s400/ai7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401754195548801746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am surprised that I didn't grab a picture of him stuck... But I think I was so surprised and didn't want to lose him as he was quickly sinking, that I just grabbed him out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbi0VOrA4I/AAAAAAAAFNY/umLc4Ju5A6E/s1600-h/ai5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbi0VOrA4I/AAAAAAAAFNY/umLc4Ju5A6E/s400/ai5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401754191757247362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor kid.  We couldn't get his shoes clean at all - and they were old, so I just threw them in the dumpster.  The Salt Lake mud REALLY stinks, and I did NOT want it in the car.  So he just went without shoes for the rest of the trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard a bison?  I don't know that I have a recollection of what sound a bison makes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They belch.  A lot.  But it's not actually a belch.  It's their noise.  It just sounds like a belch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbi0PrmvRI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/xVv7tvBJUw8/s1600-h/ai4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbi0PrmvRI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/xVv7tvBJUw8/s400/ai4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401754190267989266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belches and 5 yr old boys... you know.  They think they are HILARIOUS!  Even Maggie was laughing about it.  But she is much more proper when it comes to belches... She always says, "Cuse me. I burped."  It's very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin had a bit of a hard time climbing to get a better look without shoes on.  Oops. :*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbiz4ybfPI/AAAAAAAAFNI/9x-1NQyjD3g/s1600-h/ai3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbiz4ybfPI/AAAAAAAAFNI/9x-1NQyjD3g/s400/ai3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401754184122596594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin was REALLY wanting to find a beach where he WOULDN'T sink into the earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally we found it.  I think I drove around the whole dang island.  So we didn't get to spend as much time there as we wanted as they were closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbiznMIaiI/AAAAAAAAFNA/STGdGRWboZM/s1600-h/ai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbiznMIaiI/AAAAAAAAFNA/STGdGRWboZM/s400/ai2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401754179398560290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this one turned out cute with the 2 of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Maggie must try out the sand here.  I think she is on a quest to find the best tasting dirt and sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbijiIhFxI/AAAAAAAAFM4/YGgevKdEuFo/s1600-h/ai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbijiIhFxI/AAAAAAAAFM4/YGgevKdEuFo/s400/ai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401753903163315986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the dock that I shot while Dallin was sinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbijcbjNFI/AAAAAAAAFMw/CVXGqZJIeP0/s1600-h/ai8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbijcbjNFI/AAAAAAAAFMw/CVXGqZJIeP0/s400/ai8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401753901632533586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then here are some more from the day.  Some from Antelope Island and some from Farmington.  Some from the island were really cute... but I was shivering so much that they are blurry.  So I will have to try them again when I am dressed properly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbijPueMFI/AAAAAAAAFMo/7sHm1s_2uYs/s1600-h/ai9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbijPueMFI/AAAAAAAAFMo/7sHm1s_2uYs/s400/ai9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401753898222235730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbii3atJPI/AAAAAAAAFMg/H8jk1EvViF8/s1600-h/ai10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbii3atJPI/AAAAAAAAFMg/H8jk1EvViF8/s400/ai10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401753891696878834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am assuming the flag was still flying half staff for the deaths at Ft. Hood yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbiil4IB3I/AAAAAAAAFMY/F9lb4HAnTsI/s1600-h/ai11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbiil4IB3I/AAAAAAAAFMY/F9lb4HAnTsI/s400/ai11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401753886988437362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbhfVHsnlI/AAAAAAAAFMQ/0bWVaNvlVCw/s1600-h/fb+morning3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbhfVHsnlI/AAAAAAAAFMQ/0bWVaNvlVCw/s400/fb+morning3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401752731439111762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbhfKSl9zI/AAAAAAAAFMI/LfKWL1Ox3G4/s1600-h/fb+morning4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbhfKSl9zI/AAAAAAAAFMI/LfKWL1Ox3G4/s400/fb+morning4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401752728532023090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbhe5obFSI/AAAAAAAAFMA/vJ8-yTIq7gU/s1600-h/fb+morning6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbhe5obFSI/AAAAAAAAFMA/vJ8-yTIq7gU/s400/fb+morning6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401752724060181794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbhe4HLWoI/AAAAAAAAFL4/4xtr6gH6WH8/s1600-h/fb+morning7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbhe4HLWoI/AAAAAAAAFL4/4xtr6gH6WH8/s400/fb+morning7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401752723652303490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbheosqA-I/AAAAAAAAFLw/dUPIfo9gpLI/s1600-h/fb+weed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbheosqA-I/AAAAAAAAFLw/dUPIfo9gpLI/s400/fb+weed1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401752719514534882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun day.  There were campers on the island and Maggie said, "I smell fire!"  I am thinking if it weren't so cold I would be camping!!!  I haven't camped for SO long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-4178114017019718105?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4178114017019718105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=4178114017019718105&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4178114017019718105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4178114017019718105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/11/antelope-island.html' title='Antelope Island'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbnbVxRdjI/AAAAAAAAFNo/Wp6fEkPWNUo/s72-c/fb+morning2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-6481393950664886727</id><published>2009-11-06T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:16:52.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Today after picking Dallin up from school I ran and got my camera cause I saw this really great tree.  Sometimes I see pictures in my head that I just can't get on the camera.  It makes me sad.  I envision this amazing pic... but then it just doesn't quite work out.  That happened today.  But if I don't TRY to get it - I won't ever get them!  Sometimes they do actually turn out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbfexUxq3I/AAAAAAAAFLo/hDn-d2IlwsU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbfexUxq3I/AAAAAAAAFLo/hDn-d2IlwsU/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401750522807036786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Dallin was NOT happy that he had to "be bored" in the car while I took this picture.  Never mind the fact that it was a total of about 5 minutes out of his day... Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbfeTAsd8I/AAAAAAAAFLg/SipcHpd0Mt8/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbfeTAsd8I/AAAAAAAAFLg/SipcHpd0Mt8/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401750514669746114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grumpy boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, at home waiting for him was a Thankful Jar!  My sister in law, Carole, sent this to me today.  There are 26 things inside the jar that we can do that will help us be more thankful this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbfeIT9rsI/AAAAAAAAFLY/ovfkJQU5XXw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbfeIT9rsI/AAAAAAAAFLY/ovfkJQU5XXw/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401750511797776066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so grumpy anymore......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbfeJ6uXdI/AAAAAAAAFLQ/_S1KcfyNqAo/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbfeJ6uXdI/AAAAAAAAFLQ/_S1KcfyNqAo/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401750512228785618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started a little late... But I think we can squeeze all of them in by doubling up a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbfdw7zF4I/AAAAAAAAFLI/6el_0BRU3G0/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Svbfdw7zF4I/AAAAAAAAFLI/6el_0BRU3G0/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401750505522403202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are starting off with being grateful for the scriptures.  I need this one, that's for sure!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants this and to start a titch late... let me know, I will forward the email!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-6481393950664886727?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6481393950664886727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=6481393950664886727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6481393950664886727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6481393950664886727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbfexUxq3I/AAAAAAAAFLo/hDn-d2IlwsU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-1619936985512690812</id><published>2009-11-02T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:01:33.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Mommmeeeeeee!!!</title><content type='html'>Today while I was getting ready for the day I heard Maggie yell, "Help Mommmmmeeeeee!!!"  I looked over the stairs and this is what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbbzSh9ckI/AAAAAAAAFLA/KPpRwQ0VfNw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbbzSh9ckI/AAAAAAAAFLA/KPpRwQ0VfNw/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401746477271577154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad that I just laughed!  I just couldn't help it! She had this very distressed look on her face but it didn't really look like she was all that stuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, being the stellar mother that I am, I HAD to grab my camera before I helped her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbbzQWUM_I/AAAAAAAAFK4/ntQ1gujr7cM/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbbzQWUM_I/AAAAAAAAFK4/ntQ1gujr7cM/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401746476685865970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor kids... They are SO going to need therapy.  "My mother always took pictures when we needed help!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin decided he needed to get in on the fun too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbbzFIco9I/AAAAAAAAFKw/_c-7sDPLNas/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbbzFIco9I/AAAAAAAAFKw/_c-7sDPLNas/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401746473674908626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think that getting stuck would keep her off the railing.  But it didn't.  Oh well!  Adventures of having very active kids, I guess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-1619936985512690812?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1619936985512690812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=1619936985512690812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1619936985512690812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1619936985512690812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/11/help-mommmeeeeeee.html' title='Help Mommmeeeeeee!!!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvbbzSh9ckI/AAAAAAAAFLA/KPpRwQ0VfNw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-1277877260076063362</id><published>2009-10-31T22:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:21:12.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween on the Base</title><content type='html'>I was lucky enough to work 6 am to 3 pm shift on Halloween!  So I got to go trick or treating with the kids!  My friend lives on the air force base and so we went up there for the festivities...  We had to go and get me a 2 week pass.  When I got up there and tried to follow her directions... it didn't work out so well!  I ended up somewhere I wasn't supposed to be.  You aren't allowed on your cell phone on the base, so I had to pull into a parking lot and call her and wait for an escort to get me to her house~ UGH!!!!  But - we got there and got everyone ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually dressed up this year.  Not a typical thing for me!  Halloween is NOT my favorite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG1BNWVXzI/AAAAAAAAFKo/OzR4X5_wqiM/s1600-h/halloween0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG1BNWVXzI/AAAAAAAAFKo/OzR4X5_wqiM/s400/halloween0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296460561768242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from Marj's house.  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG075SxGKI/AAAAAAAAFKg/ytcx9Ybb6tU/s1600-h/halloween2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG075SxGKI/AAAAAAAAFKg/ytcx9Ybb6tU/s400/halloween2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296369278752930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and Sophie go to the same daycare.  Sophie and Maggie adore each other!  Dallin tolerates... they are GIRLS after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG07goNAOI/AAAAAAAAFKY/zjo2rlZ5CoY/s1600-h/halloween3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG07goNAOI/AAAAAAAAFKY/zjo2rlZ5CoY/s400/halloween3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296362657775842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marj was a bum.  I thought she looked GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG07aDQlqI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/1kboEWDQh2U/s1600-h/halloween4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG07aDQlqI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/1kboEWDQh2U/s400/halloween4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296360892208802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Maggie looked adorable too.  I think she was tired of getting her hair curled... She sat still for it so she could go to the church party, Scott's work party AND on Halloween day.  That's a lot of sitting still for this kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG07PYmZYI/AAAAAAAAFKI/Vkd58fYrU1I/s1600-h/halloween5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG07PYmZYI/AAAAAAAAFKI/Vkd58fYrU1I/s400/halloween5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296358028928386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up on the base - the housing is all the same.  So every house had a little step up to it.  So every house Maggie had to pull up her dress.  I thought it was adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG06zNwe2I/AAAAAAAAFKA/0KCm4Sz3zDs/s1600-h/halloween6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG06zNwe2I/AAAAAAAAFKA/0KCm4Sz3zDs/s400/halloween6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296350467259234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marjori couldn't believe how well Miss Maggie could keep up with Sophie.  Maggie was in those little click clacky princess shoes.  Sophie was in sneakers.  I think this kid is going to be a high heeled chick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 kept trying to blow out the candles inside the pumpkins.  So funny!!!  At least for me.  Maybe not for the owners of the pumpkins.. :\  Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG0nYszsQI/AAAAAAAAFJ4/CcF4HlqR2G4/s1600-h/halloween7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG0nYszsQI/AAAAAAAAFJ4/CcF4HlqR2G4/s400/halloween7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296016932221186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Maggie's lips here.  She cracks me up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG0nFlz7jI/AAAAAAAAFJw/f3plcMhg56M/s1600-h/halloween9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG0nFlz7jI/AAAAAAAAFJw/f3plcMhg56M/s400/halloween9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296011802603058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin was off from house to house so fast that I really couldn't get pictures of him.  I feel a little bad about that. But it's over now... Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw several signs for welcoming home daddys that had been off to war.  It always makes my heart hurt to think that families have to be pulled apart for something as ugly as war...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG0m6dWG9I/AAAAAAAAFJo/XuAfpg1-tWQ/s1600-h/halloween8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG0m6dWG9I/AAAAAAAAFJo/XuAfpg1-tWQ/s400/halloween8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296008814304210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.. and I saw this totally awesome truck...  I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG0mZ_QI2I/AAAAAAAAFJg/zjO5SUw83Cc/s1600-h/halloween10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG0mZ_QI2I/AAAAAAAAFJg/zjO5SUw83Cc/s400/halloween10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400296000098149218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - Happy Halloween all!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG0mDc2qWI/AAAAAAAAFJY/F49O9sB3Dbg/s1600-h/halloween0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG0mDc2qWI/AAAAAAAAFJY/F49O9sB3Dbg/s400/halloween0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400295994048293218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-1277877260076063362?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1277877260076063362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=1277877260076063362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1277877260076063362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1277877260076063362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-on-base.html' title='Halloween on the Base'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvG1BNWVXzI/AAAAAAAAFKo/OzR4X5_wqiM/s72-c/halloween0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-8889756953171965567</id><published>2009-10-28T21:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:54:15.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carving Watermelons</title><content type='html'>We had a very blustery day.  I didn't have to work, which always makes the day MUCH more relaxed!  So after a poll on Facebook, I decided to make potato soup... YUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvi9LR7bI/AAAAAAAAFI4/WTsRhCDGR6c/s1600-h/watermelon6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvi9LR7bI/AAAAAAAAFI4/WTsRhCDGR6c/s400/watermelon6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400290443266223538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it because it has practically NO fat.  If you use skim milk (I use 1%) then the only fat is the 1/4 c. butter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvdsZI1RI/AAAAAAAAFIw/nhnMMpHV58o/s1600-h/watermelon7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvdsZI1RI/AAAAAAAAFIw/nhnMMpHV58o/s400/watermelon7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400290352861598994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Except I used a little bacon grease in it this time.  It was REALLY good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come evening, we decided to carve our pumpkins.  Maggie kept calling them watermelons.  It was really adorable!  We had to decide what to do with them first of all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvda68dKI/AAAAAAAAFIo/8reb-NS6yok/s1600-h/watermelon9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvda68dKI/AAAAAAAAFIo/8reb-NS6yok/s400/watermelon9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400290348171556002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to cut the top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvc4gKXDI/AAAAAAAAFIg/TRTOXo8xOdQ/s1600-h/watermelon0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvc4gKXDI/AAAAAAAAFIg/TRTOXo8xOdQ/s400/watermelon0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400290338932415538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a little like Christmas morning for Dallin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on to pulling out the guts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvcTmfUwI/AAAAAAAAFIY/Fet-Gkq8_L8/s1600-h/watermelon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvcTmfUwI/AAAAAAAAFIY/Fet-Gkq8_L8/s400/watermelon5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400290329026843394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put these pictures on out of order.  And can't seem to change their placement.  So instead of continuing to get frustrated... I am just going to move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Dallin FINALLY got out of the pumpkin after all his faces and "GROSS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvcKfycnI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/6Acc3nmSs0s/s1600-h/watermelon8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvcKfycnI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/6Acc3nmSs0s/s400/watermelon8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400290326582817394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought there would have been more than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when he got it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGtF4UmQFI/AAAAAAAAFII/LkZDcH4kkDQ/s1600-h/watermelon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGtF4UmQFI/AAAAAAAAFII/LkZDcH4kkDQ/s400/watermelon1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400287744723664978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His face while sticking his hand in the pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGtFhUzprI/AAAAAAAAFIA/ygQhxqw9WUw/s1600-h/watermelon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGtFhUzprI/AAAAAAAAFIA/ygQhxqw9WUw/s400/watermelon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400287738550527666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just imagine that those 3 pictures were in reverse order!  UGH!!!  So frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had dinner.  The kids had pumpkin quesadillas and I had potato soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGtFQvz96I/AAAAAAAAFH4/ZUqPOuZ-71k/s1600-h/watermelon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGtFQvz96I/AAAAAAAAFH4/ZUqPOuZ-71k/s400/watermelon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400287734100391842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGtFedvenI/AAAAAAAAFHw/hjVrNiNCI_w/s1600-h/watermelon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGtFedvenI/AAAAAAAAFHw/hjVrNiNCI_w/s400/watermelon3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400287737782696562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie kept turning the lights out and saying, "SHHHH... The watermelon seeping!!!!"  It was really funny!  Well, until I wanted the lights on and she kept turning them off.  Then it wasn't funny anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGtFH4uKJI/AAAAAAAAFHo/bDx7D2bZXWs/s1600-h/watermelon4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGtFH4uKJI/AAAAAAAAFHo/bDx7D2bZXWs/s400/watermelon4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400287731721840786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Night Watermelons!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-8889756953171965567?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8889756953171965567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=8889756953171965567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8889756953171965567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8889756953171965567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/10/carving-watermelons.html' title='Carving Watermelons'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGvi9LR7bI/AAAAAAAAFI4/WTsRhCDGR6c/s72-c/watermelon6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-3020763198636280684</id><published>2009-10-24T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:01:33.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>The kids went to the ward halloween party tonight...  They looked absolutely adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott's mom made this princess dress for me.  I obviously don't have the sewing skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGy19NAfGI/AAAAAAAAFJQ/ENTMiPMLMx0/s1600-h/email3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGy19NAfGI/AAAAAAAAFJQ/ENTMiPMLMx0/s400/email3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400294068225866850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did a great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin was a Grim Reaper.  He wasn't excited about getting makeup put on...  He thought he would look like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGy1hIN27I/AAAAAAAAFJI/rPRhEcdaevU/s1600-h/email2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGy1hIN27I/AAAAAAAAFJI/rPRhEcdaevU/s400/email2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400294060689578930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not seen any girls that look like this before... So I think we did ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween party!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGy1X4kMWI/AAAAAAAAFJA/siyJGtxdmsQ/s1600-h/email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGy1X4kMWI/AAAAAAAAFJA/siyJGtxdmsQ/s400/email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400294058208014690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-3020763198636280684?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3020763198636280684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=3020763198636280684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3020763198636280684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3020763198636280684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SvGy19NAfGI/AAAAAAAAFJQ/ENTMiPMLMx0/s72-c/email3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-1732996312228264224</id><published>2009-10-24T10:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:13:46.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Madonna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I showed my age the other night at work.  We have Lowe's radio on in the store and True Blue by Madonna was on.  Now you have to understand, that I am almost as old as most of these people's mothers that I work with.  They are pretty young.  But they seem to like me ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, the other night True Blue was on...  And these girls were dancing and singing along with it.  I had to chuckle...  I said, "Hey - I had this record when I was your age!"  They were like, "Huh?"  I laughed again.  I said, "This is Madonna's True Blue.  I had the True Blue Album on 33."  A customer is walking by and laughs.  He says, "You are showing your true age, ya know!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't believe me that it was Madonna.  So I have printed off the True Blue album cover and am going to take it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought it was pretty funny!!!!&lt;br /&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/5473053944935310305-1732996312228264224?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1732996312228264224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=1732996312228264224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1732996312228264224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1732996312228264224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/10/madonna.html' title='Madonna'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-2498266433407531041</id><published>2009-10-16T12:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:07:22.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today's song is dedicated to my mother...  Boom Boom Pow.  Probably not the BEST song for my kids to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti24n-6wjI/AAAAAAAAFHg/OFdUr7g-B4A/s1600-h/bday9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti24n-6wjI/AAAAAAAAFHg/OFdUr7g-B4A/s400/bday9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261637697978930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was my birthday.  Another year older... Not sure how I feel about that :-(   But I guess nothing can be done about it.  The kids decided that we were going to celebrate at Chuck E Cheese... hmmmmm... I always love to see my kids laughing and having fun, so I thought it would be a good idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti24RZ_gSI/AAAAAAAAFHY/IoC2bSb47OQ/s1600-h/bday10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti24RZ_gSI/AAAAAAAAFHY/IoC2bSb47OQ/s400/bday10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261631637520674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Maggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;likes to run and put money in the machines.  She doesn't really get that she has to play afterwards.  But if it gives her tickets then she is extra excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't judge my sense of style!  Maggie has been extremely independent in her choices of clothing.  And yes, her shoes are on the wrong feet.  She was thrilled and said something like, "Mommy, I did my shoes!"  She was so proud of herself, I just didn't have the heart to have her switch them....  Anyway - She found a sundress that was in the too small clothes pile and put it on with a skirt that is too big.  So I figure she is alright! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really love the jump rope game...  Dallin is starting to get the hang of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2q8T84jI/AAAAAAAAFHQ/QbRjMu4WdDQ/s1600-h/bday8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2q8T84jI/AAAAAAAAFHQ/QbRjMu4WdDQ/s400/bday8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261402636739122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maggie isn't...  And me... Well - I love it, but since I have had kids I have to be selective on the times that I jump up and down repeatedly :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2qfZjZ5I/AAAAAAAAFHI/YDNcXcHNPEY/s1600-h/bday7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2qfZjZ5I/AAAAAAAAFHI/YDNcXcHNPEY/s400/bday7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261394875606930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This was by far the most loved event of the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2p-pb8YI/AAAAAAAAFHA/OyMz4HXgNQc/s1600-h/bday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2p-pb8YI/AAAAAAAAFHA/OyMz4HXgNQc/s400/bday6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261386083856770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What are they, you ask??  They are Chuck E Cheese credit cards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually it's Maggie who hordes this one.  But this day it was Dallin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2pWe8SqI/AAAAAAAAFG4/kTKFDgUgWS8/s1600-h/bday5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2pWe8SqI/AAAAAAAAFG4/kTKFDgUgWS8/s400/bday5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261375302421154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think we have PLENTY of cards to last for a while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2o2nr2fI/AAAAAAAAFGw/n8wuazmEj90/s1600-h/bday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2o2nr2fI/AAAAAAAAFGw/n8wuazmEj90/s400/bday4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261366749157874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2Y5UTG8I/AAAAAAAAFGo/oGOKsTm9Sms/s1600-h/bday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2Y5UTG8I/AAAAAAAAFGo/oGOKsTm9Sms/s400/bday3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261092595243970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that I knew I needed to go to my BFF's house (Stephanie).  We had discussed going over after Chuck E Cheese.  As we were leaving I kept thinking, and thinking... I felt a little like Winnie the Pooh when he couldn't remember whatever he was supposed to remember...  Finally, I just couldn't delay any longer.  My cute BFF's bday is exactly 6 weeks after mine.  So she tortures me mercilessly for those 6 weeks about how OLD I am.  I just did NOT want to call her and say that I simply could not remember why I needed to come over!  But, alas... I did.  And she laughed, and laughed... and laughed.  Her younger mind easily remember I was going to pick up a movie to watch after the kids went to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked it up and went home for dinner.  Chicken nuggets, french fries and mozzarella sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2YdrPEgI/AAAAAAAAFGg/yv4o68M19O4/s1600-h/bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2YdrPEgI/AAAAAAAAFGg/yv4o68M19O4/s400/bday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261085175255554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then we had to eat my birthday cake that came in the mail!  My mother mailed me a penguin cake from Swiss Colony.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2Xy_me-I/AAAAAAAAFGY/yojDU1QdeGU/s1600-h/bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2Xy_me-I/AAAAAAAAFGY/yojDU1QdeGU/s400/bday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261073717951458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was really good!  Like a gigantic petite for (or however you spell it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2XCh-arI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/W1k-DzHQdHw/s1600-h/bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2XCh-arI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/W1k-DzHQdHw/s400/bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261060708788914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that, the kids went to bed and I put in the movie The Proposal.  Then went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2WoCbh0I/AAAAAAAAFGI/gwXgxf2HPgc/s1600-h/bday9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti2WoCbh0I/AAAAAAAAFGI/gwXgxf2HPgc/s400/bday9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393261053597157186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me!!!  sorry this post is a little late.  It's been crazy busy with life, kindergarten, etc...&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/5473053944935310305-2498266433407531041?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2498266433407531041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=2498266433407531041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2498266433407531041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2498266433407531041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sti24n-6wjI/AAAAAAAAFHg/OFdUr7g-B4A/s72-c/bday9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-249866467897115826</id><published>2009-10-09T10:17:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:29:47.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding a 2 wheeler....</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we decided to go out and try Dallin's bike without training wheels.  Dallin is a very timid boy when it comes to trying new things.  He just doesn't dig it ~ at all.  There is a point where I have to just say - TOUGH! You are doing it!  Although most of the time I let him wait until he is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was NOT one of the wait it out days.  I knew he could do it if only he would try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got to the park.  I was getting Maggie's little trike out and he started wheeling around with his feet on the ground...  This is a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9i72Oo3AI/AAAAAAAAFFw/Pn7Amy321y8/s1600-h/bike2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9i72Oo3AI/AAAAAAAAFFw/Pn7Amy321y8/s400/bike2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390636059294489602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he is starting to get more confident.  Look at his adorable smile!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while my back was turned to show Maggie how to pedal hers, he goes down this little hill.  ALL BY HIMSELF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9i0CwTlLI/AAAAAAAAFFo/r6XK_49U99c/s1600-h/bike4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9i0CwTlLI/AAAAAAAAFFo/r6XK_49U99c/s400/bike4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390635925217973426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he was hooked.  I didn't have to hold onto the seat even once!  I love his look of concentration here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then his look of pure joy when he realizes that he really can ride a bike!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9izSSTYLI/AAAAAAAAFFg/5HzejyD07-Y/s1600-h/bike5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9izSSTYLI/AAAAAAAAFFg/5HzejyD07-Y/s400/bike5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390635912207229106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went around the picnic tables at the park a few times.  Then we went out on the trail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9izMv953I/AAAAAAAAFFY/bNcuym1L6Yg/s1600-h/bike3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9izMv953I/AAAAAAAAFFY/bNcuym1L6Yg/s400/bike3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390635910721038194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off he went.  Just like he did when he first learned how to ride with training wheels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9iynkRKcI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/VXS9nARzh-Q/s1600-h/bike1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9iynkRKcI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/VXS9nARzh-Q/s400/bike1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390635900739856834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie was so proud of her big brother!  It was totally cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9iyLnLv_I/AAAAAAAAFFI/6h7d39LXYcM/s1600-h/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9iyLnLv_I/AAAAAAAAFFI/6h7d39LXYcM/s400/bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390635893235892210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish my long lens worked better.  It totally doesn't like to focus.  I have a ton of out of focus shots of Dallin riding the trail.  But I figured ~ who wants to see that???  So this is what you get.  An out of focus shot of my favorite things in the world! (Yes ~ I know I need to get Maggie tights that fit and a dress that covers her bum...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-249866467897115826?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/249866467897115826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=249866467897115826&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/249866467897115826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/249866467897115826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/10/riding-2-wheeler.html' title='Riding a 2 wheeler....'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss9i72Oo3AI/AAAAAAAAFFw/Pn7Amy321y8/s72-c/bike2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-2665748051250868493</id><published>2009-10-07T22:11:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:01:28.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Airplane Museum and Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1rhvhVtOI/AAAAAAAAFFA/eIyw0_7CZMI/s1600-h/airplane2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1rhvhVtOI/AAAAAAAAFFA/eIyw0_7CZMI/s400/airplane2-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390082556468507874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dallin has had his heart set on going to the Hill Airplane Museum for quite a while now.  We went for Joyschool last year and they got to dress up in these suits and play on simulators.  He loved it.  So we packed up yesterday and drove up there.  We get there and they are closed on Tuesdays.  Needless to say, my tenderheart was crushed.  He cried.  But we went up again today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BTW... the music is for Sarah today... Imani Coppola)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1rhHInwgI/AAAAAAAAFE4/ucjxijytIG8/s1600-h/airplane2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1rhHInwgI/AAAAAAAAFE4/ucjxijytIG8/s400/airplane2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390082545627415042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These planes are huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1rg-HOtYI/AAAAAAAAFEw/qFYMIqaZ7F8/s1600-h/airplane0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1rg-HOtYI/AAAAAAAAFEw/qFYMIqaZ7F8/s400/airplane0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390082543205660034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is very humbling being around all these planes that used to fly to protect our freedoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1q9wwq2fI/AAAAAAAAFEo/3-DADmpnBrM/s1600-h/airplane3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1q9wwq2fI/AAAAAAAAFEo/3-DADmpnBrM/s400/airplane3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390081938325953010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these tires!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1q9nLeAQI/AAAAAAAAFEg/XY9s_E54jZQ/s1600-h/airplane3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1q9nLeAQI/AAAAAAAAFEg/XY9s_E54jZQ/s400/airplane3-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390081935754002690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a midget plane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1q9G9axdI/AAAAAAAAFEY/nUEHiSIpKv8/s1600-h/airplane4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1q9G9axdI/AAAAAAAAFEY/nUEHiSIpKv8/s400/airplane4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390081927105136082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside there was the room to dress up in and play.  Also some science experiments...  I think Maggie is HILARIOUS here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1q8k0P4vI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/j6tcIcYQqpM/s1600-h/airplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1q8k0P4vI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/j6tcIcYQqpM/s400/airplane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390081917939868402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice she isn't playing with the ball... She is "dwyin my hair, mamma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1q8FeITTI/AAAAAAAAFEI/sjIHdNM5ZME/s1600-h/airplane1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1q8FeITTI/AAAAAAAAFEI/sjIHdNM5ZME/s400/airplane1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390081909525597490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how she talks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future military boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pyfT6SAI/AAAAAAAAFEA/SgJP9Tv3G48/s1600-h/airplane5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pyfT6SAI/AAAAAAAAFEA/SgJP9Tv3G48/s400/airplane5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390080645151737858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who knows about this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1px4an4rI/AAAAAAAAFD4/ifWHzrpG-Qc/s1600-h/airplane6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1px4an4rI/AAAAAAAAFD4/ifWHzrpG-Qc/s400/airplane6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390080634710909618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin totally gets into all this kind of stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pxSZvSEI/AAAAAAAAFDw/gI8QGx2g2dk/s1600-h/airplane7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pxSZvSEI/AAAAAAAAFDw/gI8QGx2g2dk/s400/airplane7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390080624506652738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was cool.  But Maggie wouldn't look at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pw2bJh0I/AAAAAAAAFDo/OERjfeNGyDE/s1600-h/airplane8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pw2bJh0I/AAAAAAAAFDo/OERjfeNGyDE/s400/airplane8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390080616996374338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again - Dallin in another simulator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pwdCjfWI/AAAAAAAAFDg/ttoMHJ2z70I/s1600-h/airplane9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pwdCjfWI/AAAAAAAAFDg/ttoMHJ2z70I/s400/airplane9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390080610182331746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 really huge warehouses full of planes.  I have done a blog entry on this before.  We have been here a few times.  But it seems like we come on the too cold days.  So today we got to enjoy being outside and looking at THOSE planes too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie kept running back and forth through the sage brush or whatever you call this.  Desert brush maybe... whatever.  It felt a little Laura Ingalls-y while I was watching her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pTUcd1FI/AAAAAAAAFDY/AXLZqBj9qJM/s1600-h/airplane10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pTUcd1FI/AAAAAAAAFDY/AXLZqBj9qJM/s400/airplane10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390080109658887250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept running back and forth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until she fell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pSsebVYI/AAAAAAAAFDQ/6JmUVIDlq4k/s1600-h/airplane11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pSsebVYI/AAAAAAAAFDQ/6JmUVIDlq4k/s400/airplane11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390080098929694082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got up and couldn't decide if she needed to cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pSRuuY5I/AAAAAAAAFDI/AZbqxddL1U0/s1600-h/airplane12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pSRuuY5I/AAAAAAAAFDI/AZbqxddL1U0/s400/airplane12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390080091750294418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brushed it off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still just couldn't decide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pR413cLI/AAAAAAAAFDA/xGy16WtgbqM/s1600-h/airplane13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pR413cLI/AAAAAAAAFDA/xGy16WtgbqM/s400/airplane13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390080085069361330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just came over for a little mommy hug and love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pRWMAdLI/AAAAAAAAFC4/iD_xiEGMSMQ/s1600-h/airplane14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1pRWMAdLI/AAAAAAAAFC4/iD_xiEGMSMQ/s400/airplane14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390080075766985906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then went right back to it.... Back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just don't know what I would do without THIS one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1o2mF3noI/AAAAAAAAFCw/N_x9cEbx_5I/s1600-h/airplane15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1o2mF3noI/AAAAAAAAFCw/N_x9cEbx_5I/s400/airplane15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390079616179740290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The propellers are pretty large too.  Maggie thought she would try to move one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1o2C1pMuI/AAAAAAAAFCo/1tqGst_PjOQ/s1600-h/airplane16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1o2C1pMuI/AAAAAAAAFCo/1tqGst_PjOQ/s400/airplane16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390079606716445410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, what one monkey does, the other monkey must do as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1o1id5QvI/AAAAAAAAFCg/NK1p-qH1CFg/s1600-h/airplane17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1o1id5QvI/AAAAAAAAFCg/NK1p-qH1CFg/s400/airplane17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390079598026900210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or try to anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our way to the car and I thought this was HILARIOUS!  These birds just perched up top on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1o1bXfV3I/AAAAAAAAFCY/yU2sqodHRrk/s1600-h/airplane18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1o1bXfV3I/AAAAAAAAFCY/yU2sqodHRrk/s400/airplane18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390079596120987506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I was taking this one, Maggie ran off.  I turned behind me to see if she went back to where we had been playing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1o05-zSLI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/jN6S5DhccmA/s1600-h/airplane19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1o05-zSLI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/jN6S5DhccmA/s400/airplane19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390079587159066802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I do see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1m1rXMzVI/AAAAAAAAFCI/W7Qe5FVX0Ok/s1600-h/airplane19-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1m1rXMzVI/AAAAAAAAFCI/W7Qe5FVX0Ok/s400/airplane19-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390077401391484242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?  You don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look harder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1m1LnkvsI/AAAAAAAAFCA/TmJDc6RuE2c/s1600-h/airplane19-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1m1LnkvsI/AAAAAAAAFCA/TmJDc6RuE2c/s400/airplane19-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390077392870227650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS SWINGING ON THE PLANES!  I really need to get this girl into a gym class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got home and the kids decided they must dance.  So they turned on Sleeping Beauty and danced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1m09ZefJI/AAAAAAAAFB4/i7XkfvJr37U/s1600-h/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1m09ZefJI/AAAAAAAAFB4/i7XkfvJr37U/s400/dancing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390077389053000850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think I ought to put them on So You Think You Can Dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1m0S8701I/AAAAAAAAFBw/x1Vr8b7fajY/s1600-h/dancing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1m0S8701I/AAAAAAAAFBw/x1Vr8b7fajY/s400/dancing1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390077377658999634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been dancing mostly to the Youtube video of Ring on It from the Glee episode from 2 or 3 weeks ago.  But now they are branching out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1mz4lq3JI/AAAAAAAAFBo/1AM6JEae4EM/s1600-h/dancing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1mz4lq3JI/AAAAAAAAFBo/1AM6JEae4EM/s400/dancing2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390077370582097042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are diggin' Aurora and Phillip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-2665748051250868493?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2665748051250868493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=2665748051250868493&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2665748051250868493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2665748051250868493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/10/airplane-museum-and-dancing.html' title='Airplane Museum and Dancing'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Ss1rhvhVtOI/AAAAAAAAFFA/eIyw0_7CZMI/s72-c/airplane2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-6093402694642053261</id><published>2009-09-23T22:17:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:44:54.008-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have YOU ever played Indian Tag?  Ever tried spelling it when you are from Indiana?  I keep having to backspace over the "a" at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first - you have to put chalk on your face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I don't want to Dallin."&lt;br /&gt;Dallin: "Karyssa did it!!!!"  (She is my babysitter)&lt;br /&gt;Me: "UGH!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus commenced the application of sidewalk chalk on my face, Maggie's face and Dallin's face.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SrrzL7YhOjI/AAAAAAAAFBY/94bygMJgYlU/s1600-h/indian4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SrrzL7YhOjI/AAAAAAAAFBY/94bygMJgYlU/s400/indian4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384883690719492658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Beautiful!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SrrzLUsDmlI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/CToIlM_BwYk/s1600-h/indian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SrrzLUsDmlI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/CToIlM_BwYk/s400/indian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384883680332454482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So, THEN you run around the yard.  One person chasing 2 people.  I have to admit... for as slow as Dallin ran in karate, he can run pretty fast.  Or is it that I can't run fast...  Either way... I thought he was fast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SrrzLL90vtI/AAAAAAAAFBI/ftkQegOQwI4/s1600-h/indian2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SrrzLL90vtI/AAAAAAAAFBI/ftkQegOQwI4/s400/indian2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384883677991059154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Don't ya LOVE the hair??  Maggie thinks she is doing it totally cute when she puts that blue thing in it.  She does it frequently.  She loves to do her hair (putting a pretty in it only... not brushing it - Heaven forbid we pull out the brush!), nails, makeup...  and we mustn't forget the purse.  I have a picture on my phone I need to post of her at the jewelry counter of Costco.  Nose smashed up to the glass.  Gawking over the diamonds.  I am in SO much trouble in a few years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Dallin in his fighter pose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SrrzKrdWlNI/AAAAAAAAFBA/9PJQBEdXEUc/s1600-h/india5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SrrzKrdWlNI/AAAAAAAAFBA/9PJQBEdXEUc/s400/india5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384883669264930002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Anyway - just thought I would share our evening with you.  After that I cut the grass.  The grass that had the incredible dew on it yesterday. (The one from my FB post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SrrzJ81p22I/AAAAAAAAFA4/OmsjLFsJCag/s1600-h/indian3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SrrzJ81p22I/AAAAAAAAFA4/OmsjLFsJCag/s400/indian3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384883656750390114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yes - this dew.  It was pretty awesome.  But now it's all cut, bagged and in the garbage. :(  Poor grass.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Srr2PSbes5I/AAAAAAAAFBg/JQt4prSoJNo/s1600-h/yard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Srr2PSbes5I/AAAAAAAAFBg/JQt4prSoJNo/s400/yard2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384887046980416402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;My grass now has a mohawk in it.  You know when you just don't care enough to go back over that one strip that you missed??  Well, maybe more like 3 or 4 strips that you missed.  Or is it just that I missed?  Hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the song... Do you remember the movie The Lost Boys??  This is the theme song from it.  I haven't listened to the soundtrack in a long time.  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She started they day out in her pink tu-tu brushing her hair with her Dinglehopper (Mah Dingahoppa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcMrlhoCI/AAAAAAAAFAg/azNpMLrviPw/s1600-h/bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcMrlhoCI/AAAAAAAAFAg/azNpMLrviPw/s400/bday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377821540473741346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She LOVES her dinglehopper.  I find forks all over the house... Even in the car the other day!  (Which by the way I just vacuumed out.  When Dallin got in the car he said, "MOM!!  You vacuumed the car!!"  It must be pretty bad when even my 5 year old is noticing that my car is cleaned...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a very full day.  I volunteer at Dallin's school for his Art class on Thursdays.  So I dropped Maggie off at daycare for an hour so I could do that.  Then we went to lunch with my friend Stephanie.  Then went home for a bit before going to Chuck E Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcEKbPiiI/AAAAAAAAFAY/YSO5yWu_Ons/s1600-h/bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcEKbPiiI/AAAAAAAAFAY/YSO5yWu_Ons/s400/bday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377821394133289506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie and I got a quick nap.  Mine wasn't as long as hers.  So I HAD to get a picture. (Notice outfit #3  She had a pair of shorts and a tshirt on to go to daycare. She put this on while I was napping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then she heard the camera....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcDpF0iSI/AAAAAAAAFAQ/los8umdRF4Q/s1600-h/bday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcDpF0iSI/AAAAAAAAFAQ/los8umdRF4Q/s400/bday3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377821385185069346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crabbed at me and then rolled over.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcDawHB7I/AAAAAAAAFAI/qOx8Frs7MLw/s1600-h/bday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcDawHB7I/AAAAAAAAFAI/qOx8Frs7MLw/s400/bday4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377821381335910322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and proceeded to sleep for another 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcCjfQXgI/AAAAAAAAFAA/QJYzzPjjjsA/s1600-h/bday5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcCjfQXgI/AAAAAAAAFAA/QJYzzPjjjsA/s400/bday5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377821366501268994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin was playing game cube while she slept and I got ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to the craziest place on earth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcBwHvyzI/AAAAAAAAE_4/ZtOy-KNW4W4/s1600-h/bday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcBwHvyzI/AAAAAAAAE_4/ZtOy-KNW4W4/s400/bday6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377821352712457010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice outfit #4....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin found every game with tickets.  He is a little obsessed with getting tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHajlQXj0I/AAAAAAAAE_I/8YfirEqh5HU/s1600-h/bday7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHajlQXj0I/AAAAAAAAE_I/8YfirEqh5HU/s400/bday7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377819734888124226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how well they play together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHaiLUBzNI/AAAAAAAAE_A/H94bNoK5aRs/s1600-h/bday8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHaiLUBzNI/AAAAAAAAE_A/H94bNoK5aRs/s400/bday8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377819710744284370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHafUhNItI/AAAAAAAAE-4/BFVmh0IO34w/s1600-h/bday9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHafUhNItI/AAAAAAAAE-4/BFVmh0IO34w/s400/bday9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377819661675864786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Most of the time anyway :)}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHadLjB_XI/AAAAAAAAE-w/45_ifpJdh34/s1600-h/bday10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHadLjB_XI/AAAAAAAAE-w/45_ifpJdh34/s400/bday10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377819624907865458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie loved watching Chuck E Cheese sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they both LOVE this maze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHaa4zSK9I/AAAAAAAAE-o/PDCMXS25AVc/s1600-h/bday11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHaa4zSK9I/AAAAAAAAE-o/PDCMXS25AVc/s400/bday11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377819585516022738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the grocery store and bought a SuperGirl cake.  I have a cold and NO energy and was not going to make a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZ9aaO-aI/AAAAAAAAE-g/vyyNR_gZIJY/s1600-h/bday12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZ9aaO-aI/AAAAAAAAE-g/vyyNR_gZIJY/s400/bday12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377819079141685666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of Maggie's favorite rides.  She kept asking for "MOE MUN-NEE" to put in it.  I had to pull her kicking and screaming so another kid could ride it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZ7EJGwMI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/_MqgM82cJb4/s1600-h/bday13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZ7EJGwMI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/_MqgM82cJb4/s400/bday13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377819038804525250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then she found the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZ56qLL_I/AAAAAAAAE-Q/exnwE5YdKik/s1600-h/bday14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZ56qLL_I/AAAAAAAAE-Q/exnwE5YdKik/s400/bday14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377819019079004146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we sat there and rode it and rode it until she got bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly think these cups have GOT to be one of the filthiest things on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZ3nydx1I/AAAAAAAAE-I/6fzAbRBq6Jo/s1600-h/bday15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZ3nydx1I/AAAAAAAAE-I/6fzAbRBq6Jo/s400/bday15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377818979653764946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Steph has a little boy that turned 4 today.  So they ended up at Chuck E Cheese last night too!  So I got lunch and dinner with my best friend!!!  (Then I got dinner with her again tonight!!! FUN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZ2RJb1RI/AAAAAAAAE-A/zpFy2m0ve2M/s1600-h/bday16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZ2RJb1RI/AAAAAAAAE-A/zpFy2m0ve2M/s400/bday16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377818956396221714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they make a GREAT couple!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to do the cake and presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZJqpLxTI/AAAAAAAAE94/0LVrMXOpB5s/s1600-h/bday17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZJqpLxTI/AAAAAAAAE94/0LVrMXOpB5s/s400/bday17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377818190146159922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretend that I focused on the fuzzy people in the middle of the picture instead of the wall in the back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZJNUHaoI/AAAAAAAAE9w/xWLD4WcWJCs/s1600-h/bday18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZJNUHaoI/AAAAAAAAE9w/xWLD4WcWJCs/s400/bday18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377818182273165954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's totally cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is taking after her brother in getting food all over when she eats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZIvuqNiI/AAAAAAAAE9o/gT17Qzpxlpk/s1600-h/bday19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZIvuqNiI/AAAAAAAAE9o/gT17Qzpxlpk/s400/bday19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377818174331434530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got a My Little Pony Castle and some Ponies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZIedN5sI/AAAAAAAAE9g/x1Bw23e2M_s/s1600-h/bday20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZIedN5sI/AAAAAAAAE9g/x1Bw23e2M_s/s400/bday20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377818169694873282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also got clothes.  She LOVES dresses.  She got this one from the grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZHzl-d0I/AAAAAAAAE9Y/D2b6dmXTTxA/s1600-h/bday21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHZHzl-d0I/AAAAAAAAE9Y/D2b6dmXTTxA/s400/bday21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377818158188885826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the clothes horse she is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHY5Gk0BnI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/UrwauOPxSGc/s1600-h/bday22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHY5Gk0BnI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/UrwauOPxSGc/s400/bday22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377817905586243186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She HAD to put it on!!  (Notice outfit #5.  This is a normal occurrence. She LOVES clothes... I am SO in trouble when she gets older!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHY4obUzGI/AAAAAAAAE9I/NqEFyCT8XlA/s1600-h/bdat23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHY4obUzGI/AAAAAAAAE9I/NqEFyCT8XlA/s400/bdat23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377817897493384290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with her princess card, pony and new dress she off to play more games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHY4N915BI/AAAAAAAAE9A/j1hFKLeOAWA/s1600-h/bday24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHY4N915BI/AAAAAAAAE9A/j1hFKLeOAWA/s400/bday24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377817890390402066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Chuck E Cheese!  I can always count on you to wire up my kids to the point of not going to bed til after 10!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHY3gketFI/AAAAAAAAE84/eAPRWjJRNTo/s1600-h/bday25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHY3gketFI/AAAAAAAAE84/eAPRWjJRNTo/s400/bday25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377817878204429394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Baby Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for being my sweet boy, Buddy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHY3CRMxaI/AAAAAAAAE8w/siszmY_deLM/s1600-h/bday26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHY3CRMxaI/AAAAAAAAE8w/siszmY_deLM/s400/bday26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377817870070498722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-4723900653703086924?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4723900653703086924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=4723900653703086924&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4723900653703086924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4723900653703086924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/09/magdalenas-3rd-birthday.html' title='Magdalena&apos;s 3rd Birthday'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SqHcNE7_NTI/AAAAAAAAFAo/LELJ-BzQLDk/s72-c/bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-790185140629099858</id><published>2009-09-01T23:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:12:52.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellaneous Items of Business</title><content type='html'>Yesterday when I went to pick Dallin up from his first full day of kindergarten, there was a teacher chair in the K playground... There was also a student chair... What is the first thing I thought??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH PLEASE tell me that wasn't Dallin sitting during recess!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he came running out of the school with a huge grin on his face and a cupcake in his hand telling me, "Mom!!!  My first day of school was a piece of cake!!"  I love that kid!!!  As I asked him what he did that day and he told me I didn't hear anything about recess.  So I asked him if he got to play during recess or if he had to sit down... Luckily... He got to play!  PHEW!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we walked to school together and he was very excited to go.  There was no pushing him to get in line or anything.  He didn't even look back for me when he was walking in!  Although he DID remind me exactly where to meet him after wards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his new little friend, Jacob is even at his table in school and he got to come over and play for a bit before I had to go to work.  So I think he is getting adjusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is looking a little silly with his 1 middle loose bottom tooth.  It is kind of sideways now.  He actually gave me permission to pull it out yesterday - but I couldn't get it.  And then today he wouldn't let me try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sp4KeFdCbwI/AAAAAAAAE8o/JN3ZkpiuUOk/s1600-h/lost+tooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sp4KeFdCbwI/AAAAAAAAE8o/JN3ZkpiuUOk/s400/lost+tooth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376746517103275778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we mustn't forget Maggie whilst we are taking photographs!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sp4KdlM-9tI/AAAAAAAAE8g/5Q8o19fnZwE/s1600-h/lost+tooth2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sp4KdlM-9tI/AAAAAAAAE8g/5Q8o19fnZwE/s400/lost+tooth2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376746508446004946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-790185140629099858?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/790185140629099858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=790185140629099858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/790185140629099858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/790185140629099858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/09/miscellaneous-items-of-business.html' title='Miscellaneous Items of Business'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sp4KeFdCbwI/AAAAAAAAE8o/JN3ZkpiuUOk/s72-c/lost+tooth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-8286052974891381111</id><published>2009-08-31T09:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:41:32.532-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dropping Dallin Off At School</title><content type='html'>Man, this morning was/is tough...  Dallin came in at 7:30.  I guess it's time to get ready for school!  He got dressed, ate breakfast, got his backpack on...  I got Maggie in the wagon and off we went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get the last of the advice in...  Listen to your teacher.  The first time.  Even if the other kids aren't.  He wasn't saying much and I looked at him and his face was trying to be brave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked if he was ok and he said, "Well, not so much.  I am scared." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE having to force him to go without knowing he is not scared.  But I guess that is just part of trying something new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "It's ok to be scared, buddy.  That's what happens the first time you try something.  But you are going to have so much fun!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there I showed him exactly where I would be when he got done, and  tried to show him which line to get into.  He stood in line and then ran back to me.  This happened about 3 times.  Finally it was time to go in.  He was last in line, of course.  I watched him until he went around the corner of the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a VERY long, slow walk home because Maggie insisted on pulling the wagon.  So I had lots of time to think and wonder how he is doing.  Hoping my tenderheart little boy isn't crying his eyes out.  I am sure he is having fun.  He even met a little boy that is in his class at church yesterday that is also in his school class.  They have birthdays in the same month and have the same middle name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will be waiting for him after school today, hoping with my whole heart that he had a GREAT time!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH - and Friday night Dallin lost one of his bottom teeth eating pizza.  The other one is barely hanging on.  So he wants pizza again tonight.  Because OF COURSE it will come out eating pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta for now!!!  I will let you know if school was a happy or not so happy experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song choice is for me.  It's a flash back for my school days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-8286052974891381111?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8286052974891381111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=8286052974891381111&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8286052974891381111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8286052974891381111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/08/dropping-dallin-off-at-school.html' title='Dropping Dallin Off At School'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-137695177746789119</id><published>2009-08-25T21:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:59:46.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallin's First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxooMY93I/AAAAAAAAE7Q/4dt3UGKKdjQ/s1600-h/d6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxooMY93I/AAAAAAAAE7Q/4dt3UGKKdjQ/s400/d6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374115566902114162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin's first day of school....  Was I going to be a complete mess or was I going to be able to be tough???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked Dallin to school.  The first day was more of a parent's meeting.  Dallin was really nervous.  I have never seen him so shy in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxoV7obhI/AAAAAAAAE7I/s9XHW_CY_xQ/s1600-h/d7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxoV7obhI/AAAAAAAAE7I/s9XHW_CY_xQ/s400/d7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374115561999986194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he was armed with his Iron Man backpack, 2 parents and a little sister by his side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we get to the school....  My tummy is a little nervous...  Not because I don't think he will do well - I mean he is reading very well and already adding and counting by 2s.  More because I don't want to see him be scared or sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxHLUxmZI/AAAAAAAAE7A/h7nuf5Gfkw4/s1600-h/d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxHLUxmZI/AAAAAAAAE7A/h7nuf5Gfkw4/s400/d5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374114992216971666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to his class and he fills out his own About Me paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxGnluYyI/AAAAAAAAE64/AH-eT--0B3E/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxGnluYyI/AAAAAAAAE64/AH-eT--0B3E/s400/d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374114982624387874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they took the students to the library while the teacher told us parents how everything will work.  It was interesting.  They were asking for people to sign up for parties they will have through the year...  Get this - I actually signed up for a Christmas Party CRAFT!!!  That's going to be a funny one!  ME - CRAFT....  They don't typically go in the same sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took the kids out to the playground after and Dallin didn't know where we were so he was crying.  I felt terrible.  I will have to explain exactly where I will be meeting him come Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We signed up for an assessment - it was today.  Dallin counted to 100 for his teacher - so he is in the 100 Club already.  He was very excited about that.  She was very impressed with his reading skills.  That makes me feel like I have accomplished SOMETHING as a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EDIT~~ The teacher asked him to draw the shape that she said; circle, rectangle, square, etc. When she got to diamond he drew a circle with lines out of it.  It actually looked like a stick figure sun.  She said, "Well that is close it is actually like this".  He said, "No, it's like a diamond on a ring that is shining."  WHAT A KID!!???!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were leaving the school yesterday, I had this very strange feeling in my chest.  It wasn't anxiety for my son.  It wasn't that I was super-mom for having a brilliant son.  {Even tho he is :)}  It was more of an excitement for this new journey that he will be taking on.  He loves to learn new things and his mind will be opened to SO many things starting Monday.  I am just thrilled for him to have this opportunity!  My only anxiety is, what if he doesn't make friends or what if he gets his feelings hurt... Which I know will happen - I just don't want him to have to go through that!  I know, I know... It is all part of life.  What doesn't kill us makes us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - enough of the mushy mommy stuff...  After this great first day we decided to go and get some food!  Everyday we pass this place called Granny Annie's and I decided that we needed to try it out!  We were just going to go for ice cream... But this place is more like a diner and so we just had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxGS0iPwI/AAAAAAAAE6w/wBHOkXuLpPA/s1600-h/d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxGS0iPwI/AAAAAAAAE6w/wBHOkXuLpPA/s400/d3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374114977049362178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the cutest little place that I think I may need to frequent!  Especially for their Biscuits and Gravy...  The best biscuits I have ever encountered!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott and Dallin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxFvTv1AI/AAAAAAAAE6o/zxffQxg-ncs/s1600-h/d4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxFvTv1AI/AAAAAAAAE6o/zxffQxg-ncs/s400/d4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374114967516599298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my little boy that is venturing into a new phase of life.  I don't know how I will be come Monday when I actually have to drop him at the door.  I have a feeling that even tho I will have so much pride (the good kind) and excitement for him - I will be a complete mess on the way home.  It's just so different than sending him to a friend's house for Joy School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxFL7NyVI/AAAAAAAAE6g/TD2V4zHXeNc/s1600-h/d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxFL7NyVI/AAAAAAAAE6g/TD2V4zHXeNc/s400/d2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374114958018464082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Dallin.  More than you could ever know.  You are my first born and I still remember holding you night after sleepless night the first few months of your life.  Enjoy every minute of this experience!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-137695177746789119?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/137695177746789119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=137695177746789119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/137695177746789119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/137695177746789119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/08/dallins-first-day-of-school.html' title='Dallin&apos;s First Day of School'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpSxooMY93I/AAAAAAAAE7Q/4dt3UGKKdjQ/s72-c/d6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-8356669018762966133</id><published>2009-08-23T23:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:35:33.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGyVwMJ-I/AAAAAAAAE8Y/q-j4d9o-xjg/s1600-h/ts3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGyVwMJ-I/AAAAAAAAE8Y/q-j4d9o-xjg/s400/ts3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374138823494871010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So church was cancelled today for the temple dedication.  So my friend and I went to temple square.  You would think this would be to feel the spirit and reverence for the place... Or to be our spiritual boost for the day.  Did I mention that we took HER 4 kids and MY 2 kids... That would be 6 kids.  Ya - 6 kids and spiritual day - they just don't mix all that well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were trying to keep the kids off the grass by the reflection pond.  Not sure they were supposed to be on there or not???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGx-DNKDI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/J1Cewrtr58E/s1600-h/ts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGx-DNKDI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/J1Cewrtr58E/s400/ts2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374138817132177458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she just SUCH a girl??? Dora umbrella, velvet dress, bracelet and lip gloss in her hand. Yet she doesn't mind getting dirty one bit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good luck trying to keep my kids out of water.  They are definite water babies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGxgWBoRI/AAAAAAAAE8I/zIaGiRsTVsU/s1600-h/ts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGxgWBoRI/AAAAAAAAE8I/zIaGiRsTVsU/s400/ts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374138809158050066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish I had been focusing on Dallin for this pic instead of the temple!!!  Love that face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGxA8SITI/AAAAAAAAE8A/doT5guFSpsQ/s1600-h/ts8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGxA8SITI/AAAAAAAAE8A/doT5guFSpsQ/s400/ts8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374138800728580402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into one of the visitors centers and amazingly enough - there was reverence!  Maybe because they were intimidated with about 50 other people there too???  Not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGnGb2wEI/AAAAAAAAE74/1y7cD7kRWnw/s1600-h/ts4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGnGb2wEI/AAAAAAAAE74/1y7cD7kRWnw/s400/ts4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374138630404489282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie just LOVED the statues and had to check out every single one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGmHoyXxI/AAAAAAAAE7o/uOz6gg6ggY4/s1600-h/ts5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGmHoyXxI/AAAAAAAAE7o/uOz6gg6ggY4/s400/ts5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374138613547294482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGl9RYjfI/AAAAAAAAE7g/-y5Znmev4F4/s1600-h/ts7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGl9RYjfI/AAAAAAAAE7g/-y5Znmev4F4/s400/ts7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374138610764778994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again - not sure if they were supposed to be up on them.  But no one kicked us out... So I guess we were safe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now are these 2 siblings or what??!!!  Look at their squishy noses, gummy smiles and fat cheeks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGlUoau1I/AAAAAAAAE7Y/cKAK9XkkZmI/s1600-h/ts6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGlUoau1I/AAAAAAAAE7Y/cKAK9XkkZmI/s400/ts6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374138599855536978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The treasures of my heart... Right here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-8356669018762966133?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8356669018762966133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=8356669018762966133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8356669018762966133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8356669018762966133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/08/temple-square.html' title='Temple Square'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SpTGyVwMJ-I/AAAAAAAAE8Y/q-j4d9o-xjg/s72-c/ts3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-1247697540950424107</id><published>2009-08-21T20:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:46:56.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon's Last Day</title><content type='html'>We decided to head on over to Lagoon today, since it is the last weekday open.  School is starting on Monday so it's only going to be open on the weekends through Halloween, then it will be closed down till next year!  Well - I think that EVERYONE in the vicinity had the same brilliant idea as us... And of course it was 100 degrees today.  Kind of miserable.  But I realized that even though Lagoon monopolized our time this summer, I never took pictures of it.  I think I was too afraid to get my camera in any dangerous situation as I am hoping it is going to be my main source of income here soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pictures from my phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying Aces has recently become the favorite of both the kids.  And luckily there is rarely a line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9aKid1HmI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/fDxw1QX10Yw/s1600-h/lagoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9aKid1HmI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/fDxw1QX10Yw/s400/lagoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372612017573404258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think she likes the wind in her hair???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin LOVES being able to control the ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9aKOo08sI/AAAAAAAAE6I/sDWcmEQZaUY/s1600-h/lagoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9aKOo08sI/AAAAAAAAE6I/sDWcmEQZaUY/s400/lagoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372612012250821314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Rattlesnake Rapids we HAVE to stop in Pioneer Village.  For some reason, my kids LOVE this section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9aJ5lKF5I/AAAAAAAAE6A/migzw66Dijk/s1600-h/lagoon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9aJ5lKF5I/AAAAAAAAE6A/migzw66Dijk/s400/lagoon3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372612006598285202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to go into every building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9aJcAV8XI/AAAAAAAAE54/PyPpPfVeR-8/s1600-h/lagoon4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9aJcAV8XI/AAAAAAAAE54/PyPpPfVeR-8/s400/lagoon4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372611998659244402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin is pretty excited to start school Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie likes the smoke house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Z81aTy7I/AAAAAAAAE5w/NvqLmdFu7y0/s1600-h/lagoon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Z81aTy7I/AAAAAAAAE5w/NvqLmdFu7y0/s400/lagoon5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372611782140742578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin found this leaf for me.  It's a heart.  It's so I will always remember that he loves me.  I love that kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Z8VqPlJI/AAAAAAAAE5o/h1RDQ154HZs/s1600-h/lagoon6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Z8VqPlJI/AAAAAAAAE5o/h1RDQ154HZs/s400/lagoon6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372611773617640594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - both of them actually....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Z8BK-7fI/AAAAAAAAE5g/PKxGV7JfpMM/s1600-h/lagoon7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Z8BK-7fI/AAAAAAAAE5g/PKxGV7JfpMM/s400/lagoon7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372611768117816818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are in line for Rattlesnake Rapids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Z7qXNG8I/AAAAAAAAE5Y/_e3PuIdFfuE/s1600-h/lagoon14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Z7qXNG8I/AAAAAAAAE5Y/_e3PuIdFfuE/s400/lagoon14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372611761995062210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are after getting drenched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Z7Nk3REI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/ZJW6PUT7PBE/s1600-h/lagoon8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Z7Nk3REI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/ZJW6PUT7PBE/s400/lagoon8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372611754267722818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9ZqLEOn2I/AAAAAAAAE5I/I5hNWPuKP4w/s1600-h/lagoon9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9ZqLEOn2I/AAAAAAAAE5I/I5hNWPuKP4w/s400/lagoon9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372611461536194402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking around with soggy bottoms and waiting in looooooonnnngggg lines - I made the executive decision that we were leaving.  But we can NOT leave without playing in the fountains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Zpr5V-NI/AAAAAAAAE5A/rIBvzDMfQOk/s1600-h/lagoon10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Zpr5V-NI/AAAAAAAAE5A/rIBvzDMfQOk/s400/lagoon10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372611453169039570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9ZpMaUCXI/AAAAAAAAE44/BU0Ya8IeWGY/s1600-h/lagoon11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9ZpMaUCXI/AAAAAAAAE44/BU0Ya8IeWGY/s400/lagoon11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372611444717390194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9ZoUnJ3cI/AAAAAAAAE4w/5WvxotiWatE/s1600-h/lagoon12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9ZoUnJ3cI/AAAAAAAAE4w/5WvxotiWatE/s400/lagoon12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372611429738864066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - they were both soaked.  It is the ending ritual at Lagoon.  We must not enter the car unless we are soaked clear through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Zn3hJbhI/AAAAAAAAE4o/hD8Kg22Lnc4/s1600-h/lagoon13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9Zn3hJbhI/AAAAAAAAE4o/hD8Kg22Lnc4/s400/lagoon13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372611421929041426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you have it.  This is our weekly - sometimes twice weekly - trip!  I LOVE season passes and fully intend on getting them again next year!  Thanks for a great summer Lagoon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-1247697540950424107?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1247697540950424107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=1247697540950424107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1247697540950424107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1247697540950424107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/08/lagoons-last-day.html' title='Lagoon&apos;s Last Day'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So9aKid1HmI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/fDxw1QX10Yw/s72-c/lagoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-6696141569311468711</id><published>2009-08-15T13:01:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:57:53.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>County Fair 2009</title><content type='html'>It was County Fair time again!  I LOVE the fair...  It is so fun to watch the kids play with the animals and be exposed to things they aren't typically.  Such as Betty here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4WIsOJ8jI/AAAAAAAAE4A/RWqk8CoWlzw/s1600-h/fair19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4WIsOJ8jI/AAAAAAAAE4A/RWqk8CoWlzw/s400/fair19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255744064877106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call her Betty - just because - well I thought she was ugly and the name Ugly Betty came to mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4WJJx0NGI/AAAAAAAAE4I/jSpC4Tq2pTw/s1600-h/fair20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4WJJx0NGI/AAAAAAAAE4I/jSpC4Tq2pTw/s400/fair20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255751999075426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See - just not all that attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This honey was a beast!  I was quite worried that she might roll right over on to my tiny children!  But the kids LOVED brushing this lady!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4WH6BNIKI/AAAAAAAAE34/BbFS6QRjhMw/s1600-h/fair18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4WH6BNIKI/AAAAAAAAE34/BbFS6QRjhMw/s400/fair18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255730588786850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie was from one animal to the next so fast there was no snapping pictures of her.  But Dallin really liked this goat.  When we got home and were looking at the pictures he says, "Hey mom! That goat is smiling!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4WHh-hS-I/AAAAAAAAE3w/-sBfdZy8g3c/s1600-h/fair17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4WHh-hS-I/AAAAAAAAE3w/-sBfdZy8g3c/s400/fair17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255724135074786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4XtI7dGpI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/lHvdwC0Uy7w/s1600-h/goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4XtI7dGpI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/lHvdwC0Uy7w/s400/goat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372257469757987474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of spooky, if you ask me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the yo-yo champion.  Those pics didn't turn out so great.  After that, the smell of fried food was just too tempting....  So we went to get some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cotton candy, that is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4V3SqrsaI/AAAAAAAAE3g/OtG9NDNKF8I/s1600-h/fair15-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4V3SqrsaI/AAAAAAAAE3g/OtG9NDNKF8I/s400/fair15-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255445147431330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4V3NBRdwI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/ZNLWhcmsnLc/s1600-h/fair14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4V3NBRdwI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/ZNLWhcmsnLc/s400/fair14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255443631568642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French fries....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, of course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4V2p1WKjI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/IeyNdmEcU04/s1600-h/fair13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4V2p1WKjI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/IeyNdmEcU04/s400/fair13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255434186304050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A corn dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it didn't take long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4V2LpASpI/AAAAAAAAE3I/tZxcB4fUO7I/s1600-h/fair12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4V2LpASpI/AAAAAAAAE3I/tZxcB4fUO7I/s400/fair12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255426081475218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for it to be completely GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VrL8TaOI/AAAAAAAAE3A/NBC512wJY2c/s1600-h/fair11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VrL8TaOI/AAAAAAAAE3A/NBC512wJY2c/s400/fair11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255237183858914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dallin's face tells it all.  Totally content!  Except I didn't have the blue cotton candy on my chin... Or the ketchup on my lips.  That would just be Dallin's talent of getting food all over his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VqToFgNI/AAAAAAAAE24/Asy9xeWn9vA/s1600-h/fair10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VqToFgNI/AAAAAAAAE24/Asy9xeWn9vA/s400/fair10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255222066675922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Maggie...  Well, you know her eating habits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4V30W3UvI/AAAAAAAAE3o/-llpC3l_fgg/s1600-h/fair21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4V30W3UvI/AAAAAAAAE3o/-llpC3l_fgg/s400/fair21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255454191112946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have to pay a dime for HER dinner!  GROSS!  She did actually eat some french fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I let the kids ride 2 rides.  They chose this train and then the bouncy thingys.  I figured why pay for rides at the fair when we have season passes to Lagoon????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VpvLTE_I/AAAAAAAAE2o/G0jdWZlnPn8/s1600-h/fair8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VpvLTE_I/AAAAAAAAE2o/G0jdWZlnPn8/s400/fair8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255212282254322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to the car we had to take a picture at the fair.  Maggie just couldn't stand not knowing what was on the front.  What a couple of nerds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VqDfiMAI/AAAAAAAAE2w/PFhY_Sfl0pc/s1600-h/fair9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VqDfiMAI/AAAAAAAAE2w/PFhY_Sfl0pc/s400/fair9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255217735839746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are my favorite nerds in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the times have truly changed.  There was a RockBand Tournament at the County Fair!  UGH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VpTI0_HI/AAAAAAAAE2g/IrfaItGXIiY/s1600-h/fair7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VpTI0_HI/AAAAAAAAE2g/IrfaItGXIiY/s400/fair7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255204755700850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4WJe4EmyI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/420LGwVlWuc/s1600-h/fair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4WJe4EmyI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/420LGwVlWuc/s400/fair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372255757662460706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were leaving the fair we saw these horses coming in.  We left at about the time most people GET there!!!  Anyway, Dallin started ROLLING and saying that the horses were wearing underpants on their heads!  I tried to explain what they were for - but he wouldn't have it.  They were DEFINITELY wearing underpants on their heads!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just don't understand why almost every event has to end this way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VaYilM1I/AAAAAAAAE2A/u4gxgRqgd4g/s1600-h/fair3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VaYilM1I/AAAAAAAAE2A/u4gxgRqgd4g/s400/fair3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372254948507857746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it does.  I think I just over-tire my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Dallin seems to still be happy - it must be the underpants....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VZ9O7gAI/AAAAAAAAE14/bCi6D99Jmt4/s1600-h/fair2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VZ9O7gAI/AAAAAAAAE14/bCi6D99Jmt4/s400/fair2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372254941177675778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the last thing I saw when leaving the fair.  I thought it was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VZfgWE3I/AAAAAAAAE1w/BfjCk8SdCtU/s1600-h/fair4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4VZfgWE3I/AAAAAAAAE1w/BfjCk8SdCtU/s400/fair4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372254933197656946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then best part about the evening??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4aVfRzEWI/AAAAAAAAE4g/0S3KeY6HMZc/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4aVfRzEWI/AAAAAAAAE4g/0S3KeY6HMZc/s400/rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372260361975304546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture took 2nd place in the Flowers section of the Photography Contest!!!!!  YIPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-6696141569311468711?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6696141569311468711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=6696141569311468711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6696141569311468711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6696141569311468711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/08/county-fair-2009.html' title='County Fair 2009'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/So4WIsOJ8jI/AAAAAAAAE4A/RWqk8CoWlzw/s72-c/fair19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-264407211204650892</id><published>2009-08-08T01:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:14:09.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagoon</title><content type='html'>So I am entering a photo contest entitled "What does summer mean to you?"  Since the kids and I go to Lagoon almost weekly I figured that would be the most memorable part of this summer!  So I went there tonight.  Although I got there too late.  I will be trying again a little earlier in the evening this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my favorites from the night tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lfpGJsMI/AAAAAAAAE1o/5kc_nHc6Qn4/s1600-h/lagoon8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367487556433326274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lfpGJsMI/AAAAAAAAE1o/5kc_nHc6Qn4/s400/lagoon8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lfaUmdGI/AAAAAAAAE1g/dFfwBvu6ABM/s1600-h/lagoon7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367487552467399778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lfaUmdGI/AAAAAAAAE1g/dFfwBvu6ABM/s400/lagoon7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lfGzzjJI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/dk860Fn0ZAc/s1600-h/lagoon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367487547229572242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lfGzzjJI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/dk860Fn0ZAc/s400/lagoon1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lWRdULVI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/m3Abqd4DBi0/s1600-h/lagoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367487395469208914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lWRdULVI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/m3Abqd4DBi0/s400/lagoon2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lWOX2GsI/AAAAAAAAE1I/AN62NZKmbZw/s1600-h/lagoon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367487394640960194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lWOX2GsI/AAAAAAAAE1I/AN62NZKmbZw/s400/lagoon3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lV2SA-7I/AAAAAAAAE1A/RQt7hQ609rI/s1600-h/lagoon4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367487388174056370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lV2SA-7I/AAAAAAAAE1A/RQt7hQ609rI/s400/lagoon4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lVpYf9MI/AAAAAAAAE04/6m6ikoRkPO8/s1600-h/lagoon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367487384711591106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lVpYf9MI/AAAAAAAAE04/6m6ikoRkPO8/s400/lagoon5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lVd7FbvI/AAAAAAAAE0w/a02jgvn55zc/s1600-h/lagoon6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367487381635428082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lVd7FbvI/AAAAAAAAE0w/a02jgvn55zc/s400/lagoon6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any opinions... They are a little fuzzy because it was too dark....  But any favorites?&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/5473053944935310305-264407211204650892?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/264407211204650892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=264407211204650892&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/264407211204650892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/264407211204650892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/08/lagoon.html' title='Lagoon'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sn0lfpGJsMI/AAAAAAAAE1o/5kc_nHc6Qn4/s72-c/lagoon8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-12691492716726662</id><published>2009-07-19T18:26:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:46:55.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Loosing teeth and the color purple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7hLlrE5I/AAAAAAAAE0o/SWCzsL5d0Vo/s1600-h/love+these+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7hLlrE5I/AAAAAAAAE0o/SWCzsL5d0Vo/s400/love+these+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360334160221901714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these two kids not just the most adorable ones you have ever seen??!!!  Well, I think they are :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little boy is so excited to start kindergarten this year.  I can't believe I only have another month until he is in school.  I don't know how I will handle this when it actually comes.  Will I cry all day or be ok????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7cB-RoeI/AAAAAAAAE0g/kQGhYdJqlHg/s1600-h/loose+teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7cB-RoeI/AAAAAAAAE0g/kQGhYdJqlHg/s400/loose+teeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360334071741391330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is doubly excited because he has 2 loose teeth.  They are the bottom middle ones.  He thinks the tooth fairy is going to leave him lots of stuff.  I have tried to prepare him for just getting a little money... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nut :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7b8cj1lI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/j-QSI07D3ZY/s1600-h/love+this+one+too.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7b8cj1lI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/j-QSI07D3ZY/s400/love+this+one+too.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360334070257800786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie seems to love the color purple.  Sometimes she likes green...  I guess those are the only 2 colors she knows...  Does that make me a bad mom??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie, What color is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7bgiF3yI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/7HvofIdvzfs/s1600-h/poepoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7bgiF3yI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/7HvofIdvzfs/s400/poepoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360334062764810018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dis poepoe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm.... close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie, what color is this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7bdITOhI/AAAAAAAAE0I/9NQz55F4XoU/s1600-h/poepoe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7bdITOhI/AAAAAAAAE0I/9NQz55F4XoU/s400/poepoe1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360334061851326994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dis poepoe!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm.... not really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie, what color is this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7bCB1AQI/AAAAAAAAE0A/eb2ZIG7HGyY/s1600-h/poepoe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7bCB1AQI/AAAAAAAAE0A/eb2ZIG7HGyY/s400/poepoe2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360334054576423170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dis poepoe!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.... maybe we need to work on this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie, what color is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7I2Vim3I/AAAAAAAAEz4/PSboDhBPEIQ/s1600-h/poepoe4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7I2Vim3I/AAAAAAAAEz4/PSboDhBPEIQ/s400/poepoe4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360333742200232818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dis poepoe, mama!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie, what color is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7IipI1RI/AAAAAAAAEzw/Qc4FSryeo3k/s1600-h/poepoe5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7IipI1RI/AAAAAAAAEzw/Qc4FSryeo3k/s400/poepoe5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360333736913720594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dis poepoe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really - I am not this bad of a teacher am I???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie, what color is this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7H2EK7pI/AAAAAAAAEzo/DuSE06m5TRg/s1600-h/poepoe3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7H2EK7pI/AAAAAAAAEzo/DuSE06m5TRg/s400/poepoe3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360333724947508882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dis poepoe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job, Maggie!!!  I knew you could do it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note... Look what I drove last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7HPs_1VI/AAAAAAAAEzg/qlGDzc26X9U/s1600-h/big+truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7HPs_1VI/AAAAAAAAEzg/qlGDzc26X9U/s400/big+truck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360333714649765202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - I have to say that I felt pretty tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you can read this very well.  Let me just say, it's a Ford F350!  I think I am truly in love! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7G4nW0CI/AAAAAAAAEzY/7a0b0hMJjsE/s1600-h/DSC_0002_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7G4nW0CI/AAAAAAAAEzY/7a0b0hMJjsE/s400/DSC_0002_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360333708452089890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - I was pretty tough!  I can now say that I have driven a diesel Ford F350 and pulled a 20 foot trailer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-12691492716726662?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/12691492716726662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=12691492716726662&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/12691492716726662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/12691492716726662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/07/loosing-teeth-and-color-purple.html' title='Loosing teeth and the color purple'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SmO7hLlrE5I/AAAAAAAAE0o/SWCzsL5d0Vo/s72-c/love+these+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-9021432611544264359</id><published>2009-07-08T20:45:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:32:27.035-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 4th of July</title><content type='html'>So my mother called today saying she is missing the kids and wanting to see updates... She even said she would have to get on a plane soon to see them if I didn't get some pictures up.  I apologize. I have been crazy busy lately. I was working for my friend's husband who started Olympus Fireworks here in Utah. There have been permits and business licenses to get, tents to outfit and set up, credit card machines to order and what a fiasco that was!!!! Anyway, things have begun to slow down and I am not sure what to do with my time now. So I have been editing pictures, lots and lots of pictures that I took on the 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So forgive me if this is a boring post for you - but it's not for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the morning with taking pictures. I have neglected that for the past month and it felt great to get back out into nature and take photographs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVd-OmBWGI/AAAAAAAAEyQ/NhfqZRqhao0/s1600-h/4th+morning1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVd-OmBWGI/AAAAAAAAEyQ/NhfqZRqhao0/s400/4th+morning1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290655477913698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning was gorgeous!  I was on the road by 5:30 ish.  Later than I wanted to be... But I still got some good morning shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my FAVORITE picture of the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVd9sMMPnI/AAAAAAAAEyI/4AsiDI_xjd8/s1600-h/4th+morning10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVd9sMMPnI/AAAAAAAAEyI/4AsiDI_xjd8/s400/4th+morning10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290646242770546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to submit it to someone somewhere to get it published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nice sunrise shot too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVd9SWwEmI/AAAAAAAAEyA/tY4df0zodhg/s1600-h/4th+morning3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVd9SWwEmI/AAAAAAAAEyA/tY4df0zodhg/s400/4th+morning3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290639307739746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are railroad tracks that I went up to to get pictures of.  There is even a rope swing hanging off the bottom going into a creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdwHS-BJI/AAAAAAAAEx4/jayj0DZj7JY/s1600-h/4th+morning2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdwHS-BJI/AAAAAAAAEx4/jayj0DZj7JY/s400/4th+morning2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290413000787090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought this was a shot that reminded me of Illinois.  I am really wanting to go to Old Settler's this year... But it's just not gonna happen :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdv8-tqNI/AAAAAAAAExw/V-YbAFTI4iY/s1600-h/4th+morning5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdv8-tqNI/AAAAAAAAExw/V-YbAFTI4iY/s400/4th+morning5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290410231474386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why I like this one so much - but I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdvQhWnsI/AAAAAAAAExo/wOQWjYIX5D8/s1600-h/4th+morning7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdvQhWnsI/AAAAAAAAExo/wOQWjYIX5D8/s400/4th+morning7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290398297169602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got the slip and slide out about lunch time.  It busted about 10 seconds into it... Oh well.  That's what you get with a slip and slide I guess.  Dallin decided to get his scooter out and have a little fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdvOLD9bI/AAAAAAAAExg/BBGd5bYn8A4/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdvOLD9bI/AAAAAAAAExg/BBGd5bYn8A4/s400/daytime+with+fam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290397666801074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I giggled pretty good at that, took a picture and then told him to pull his pants up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie was cute saying she was "CODE"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdu17vV7I/AAAAAAAAExY/bJbsXg7X9cg/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdu17vV7I/AAAAAAAAExY/bJbsXg7X9cg/s400/daytime+with+fam2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290391160084402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got some clothes on we went down to the park in the wagon that Stephanie gave us!  Thanks Steph! (Maggie found this BK crown at a McDonalds we went to in our hours and hours of driving getting fireworks situated - and she won't let go of it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVddyuRcMI/AAAAAAAAExQ/zIoou_mkfk8/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVddyuRcMI/AAAAAAAAExQ/zIoou_mkfk8/s400/daytime+with+fam3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290098240516290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin jumped off the swing at the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVddvqk_WI/AAAAAAAAExI/P3eE-othl4s/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVddvqk_WI/AAAAAAAAExI/P3eE-othl4s/s400/daytime+with+fam4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290097419713890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How good am I", he is thinking!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVddWERJhI/AAAAAAAAExA/SxFo8wXTjGE/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVddWERJhI/AAAAAAAAExA/SxFo8wXTjGE/s400/daytime+with+fam5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290090548143634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back and got the pool going...  Maggie is totally into her purse lately.  She won't be without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVddIhTAhI/AAAAAAAAEw4/9A9k6Zt4v20/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVddIhTAhI/AAAAAAAAEw4/9A9k6Zt4v20/s400/daytime+with+fam6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290086911803922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ham...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdc89xOMI/AAAAAAAAEww/6ckhLHJzTPQ/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdc89xOMI/AAAAAAAAEww/6ckhLHJzTPQ/s400/daytime+with+fam7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290083809999042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is all about "take a picture, mama!" lately :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdL-ZtWvI/AAAAAAAAEwo/aBGaoBW4ah8/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdL-ZtWvI/AAAAAAAAEwo/aBGaoBW4ah8/s400/daytime+with+fam8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356289792137845490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling faces....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdLqpvGLI/AAAAAAAAEwg/a-_CRjldMLc/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdLqpvGLI/AAAAAAAAEwg/a-_CRjldMLc/s400/daytime+with+fam9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356289786836359346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdLXR0iaI/AAAAAAAAEwY/aT-CUKY-hJU/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdLXR0iaI/AAAAAAAAEwY/aT-CUKY-hJU/s400/daytime+with+fam10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356289781635778978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin picked out this water gun very carefully.  He LOVES it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdLNFUjuI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/lwYgbEVZ6Ck/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdLNFUjuI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/lwYgbEVZ6Ck/s400/daytime+with+fam11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356289778898996962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept spraying it up in the air and then letting it hit him.  He was having a ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdK5Ln_6I/AAAAAAAAEwI/5gpWZD_gxUc/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVdK5Ln_6I/AAAAAAAAEwI/5gpWZD_gxUc/s400/daytime+with+fam12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356289773556727714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that face!  I love that kid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcqYlA5OI/AAAAAAAAEwA/wKVfHNH2V6g/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcqYlA5OI/AAAAAAAAEwA/wKVfHNH2V6g/s400/daytime+with+fam13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356289215049032930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcqNaK7ZI/AAAAAAAAEv4/8LR9l0zOnMA/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcqNaK7ZI/AAAAAAAAEv4/8LR9l0zOnMA/s400/daytime+with+fam14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356289212050763154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcp6Jyc2I/AAAAAAAAEvw/3Ps0XrT5hEc/s1600-h/daytime+with+fam15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcp6Jyc2I/AAAAAAAAEvw/3Ps0XrT5hEc/s400/daytime+with+fam15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356289206881776482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had steaks, chips, corn on the cob and put Maggie to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we lit off fireworks - I mean heck!!  I worked for a fireworks company!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we watched the big ones from our front yard.  I have to admit - they aren't even as good as my dad's fireworks display... But they worked.  Dallin loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcpqHtTGI/AAAAAAAAEvo/pfDZtbesvEk/s1600-h/fireworks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcpqHtTGI/AAAAAAAAEvo/pfDZtbesvEk/s400/fireworks1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356289202578082914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcpe4S0iI/AAAAAAAAEvg/NOAD3nf-RQo/s1600-h/fireworks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcpe4S0iI/AAAAAAAAEvg/NOAD3nf-RQo/s400/fireworks2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356289199560643106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcTtc8FhI/AAAAAAAAEvY/rGGn5gV3nTk/s1600-h/fireworks3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcTtc8FhI/AAAAAAAAEvY/rGGn5gV3nTk/s400/fireworks3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356288825515316754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcTW19kwI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/ecltyFEhPqQ/s1600-h/fireworks4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcTW19kwI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/ecltyFEhPqQ/s400/fireworks4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356288819446256386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcTPKkx2I/AAAAAAAAEvI/Dhnt2WFpRQI/s1600-h/fireworks7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcTPKkx2I/AAAAAAAAEvI/Dhnt2WFpRQI/s400/fireworks7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356288817385228130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcS5DncVI/AAAAAAAAEvA/dLoBmNbMn5U/s1600-h/fireworks8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcS5DncVI/AAAAAAAAEvA/dLoBmNbMn5U/s400/fireworks8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356288811450462546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcSvBBC8I/AAAAAAAAEu4/EVCuVs0ePYk/s1600-h/fireworks5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVcSvBBC8I/AAAAAAAAEu4/EVCuVs0ePYk/s400/fireworks5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356288808755203010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Independence Day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-9021432611544264359?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/9021432611544264359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=9021432611544264359&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/9021432611544264359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/9021432611544264359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-4th-of-july.html' title='Our 4th of July'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SlVd-OmBWGI/AAAAAAAAEyQ/NhfqZRqhao0/s72-c/4th+morning1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-8626527185749362133</id><published>2009-06-21T18:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T18:22:31.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mah Dingahoppa</title><content type='html'>I need to get a picture of this to post. Maggie has been walking around combing forks through her hair saying, "Mah dingahoppa". I can't wait to get it in print!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: When I put the song on here Maggie was in tears yelling, "Mah can't see mermaid!!!!!!!!!!" She thought the movie would be on here.. I guess I need to go buy a copy of the movie. :)  Then while it was playing she was singing along.  It is amazing how well she knows this song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-8626527185749362133?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8626527185749362133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=8626527185749362133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8626527185749362133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8626527185749362133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/06/mah-dingohoppus.html' title='Mah Dingahoppa'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-2199041029036950235</id><published>2009-06-05T23:18:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:51:16.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Air Show Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8o9gxEBI/AAAAAAAAEus/jifRLB4tpbE/s1600-h/jets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344080213488766994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8o9gxEBI/AAAAAAAAEus/jifRLB4tpbE/s400/jets.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having an air show here at the air force base. This is one of the advantages of living 1/2 mile from the end of the runway! I must admit that most of the time I LOVE the jets! But when I am having a conversation with someone, other than myself, or if I am trying to sleep in the middle of the night and the jets are off their lunch break - it gets a little annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had serious air traffic these past few weeks as these pilots are readying themselves for amazing stunts, twists and twirls through the air! Today we found really great spot to sit on the roof of the car and take pictures of these guys practicing for this weekend. I am amazed we didn't get told by police to move... but we didn't :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8oiHiD1I/AAAAAAAAEuk/rkU8ciVmbl4/s1600-h/jets2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344080206135168850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8oiHiD1I/AAAAAAAAEuk/rkU8ciVmbl4/s400/jets2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would LOVE to ride in one of these - but I must admit that I would be in need of an extra large barf bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8oSxMQQI/AAAAAAAAEuc/OtpoptzTbi4/s1600-h/jets3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344080202014933250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8oSxMQQI/AAAAAAAAEuc/OtpoptzTbi4/s400/jets3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love them - my daughter totally doesn't! She had her fingers in her ears most of the day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8oWkloaI/AAAAAAAAEuU/QU_g_ELxfEI/s1600-h/jets4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 295px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344080203035812258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8oWkloaI/AAAAAAAAEuU/QU_g_ELxfEI/s400/jets4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't look all that pleased, does she??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a series of 3 shots that I got. I am still trying to figure out the best way to get clear motion shots. Very frustrating for me to see them all blurry when I pull them up in Photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8e-cxHLI/AAAAAAAAEuM/kbvb77my5Pk/s1600-h/jets5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344080041941736626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8e-cxHLI/AAAAAAAAEuM/kbvb77my5Pk/s400/jets5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8e_6ssLI/AAAAAAAAEuE/PpprJCRSBYs/s1600-h/jets6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344080042335711410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8e_6ssLI/AAAAAAAAEuE/PpprJCRSBYs/s400/jets6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8eoTA7QI/AAAAAAAAEt8/35lRjBCHsTc/s1600-h/jets7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344080035995249922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8eoTA7QI/AAAAAAAAEt8/35lRjBCHsTc/s400/jets7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how they twirl and fly and totally don't crash into eachother!!! They are SO close to eachother!  Truly amazing!!! (The sky looks different in each of these because I was playing... they really were taken all in the same sequence.  They came over my head, out and then straight up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8eWzDoHI/AAAAAAAAEt0/T2Wvkx5cBr0/s1600-h/jets8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344080031297806450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8eWzDoHI/AAAAAAAAEt0/T2Wvkx5cBr0/s400/jets8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - very excited for this weekend. Not sure if I will get that many better shots. Maybe. Maybe not... We shall see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a totally random shot of Maggie from this morning. She is so cute with the piano! She just sits there and plays while looking at her scrapbook. When she is done playing 1 page of her in a Halloween costume and singing about it, she will turn to the next page and sing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8eZK7SjI/AAAAAAAAEts/re4yNjtLArQ/s1600-h/piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344080031934794290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8eZK7SjI/AAAAAAAAEts/re4yNjtLArQ/s400/piano.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this will be something she loves still when I am making her take real piano lessons!!!!&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/5473053944935310305-2199041029036950235?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2199041029036950235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=2199041029036950235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2199041029036950235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2199041029036950235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/06/2009-air-show-practice.html' title='2009 Air Show Practice'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sin8o9gxEBI/AAAAAAAAEus/jifRLB4tpbE/s72-c/jets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-975172724836234379</id><published>2009-06-01T23:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:28:57.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloon Issues</title><content type='html'>Bah-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lyunes&lt;/span&gt;.... So Saturday we had issues with the bah-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lyunes&lt;/span&gt;. Maggie lost 1 at the Safe Kid Fest (see prior entry) and then got another one which she ended up popping in the car on the way home. Serious drama there... You are probably glad you weren't there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, later that evening we went to Scott's brother's MBA graduation party. Of course what would be there??? Bah-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lyunes&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being there for about an hour Maggie got a purple balloon. She let it go. Drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got her another one. Let it go. Drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally as we were leaving we got 2 more. Put them in the car with her to make sure they didn't "won away".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - She is out back after church. She takes them outside with her. She lets them go. By total and complete luck this is what happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS2FnUHR2I/AAAAAAAAEtk/xa49760AD24/s1600-h/balloon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342595265537197922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS2FnUHR2I/AAAAAAAAEtk/xa49760AD24/s400/balloon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got caught on the gutter of the house. How lucky is that? Could you even imagine if they had drifted off to Never Neverland???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT - believe me - there was still drama. And a lot of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS2FvCdNvI/AAAAAAAAEtc/ozy79z1JF2Q/s1600-h/balloon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342595267610621682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS2FvCdNvI/AAAAAAAAEtc/ozy79z1JF2Q/s400/balloon2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS1_0xHMLI/AAAAAAAAEtU/rvjirVCOdpk/s1600-h/balloon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342595166069272754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS1_0xHMLI/AAAAAAAAEtU/rvjirVCOdpk/s400/balloon3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS1_kYSInI/AAAAAAAAEtM/Ie3rWF4-g6o/s1600-h/balloon4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342595161670165106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS1_kYSInI/AAAAAAAAEtM/Ie3rWF4-g6o/s400/balloon4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAE&lt;/span&gt;! Daddy to the rescue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS1_RLtXXI/AAAAAAAAEtE/-8u5Xqr1KOA/s1600-h/balloon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342595156517150066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS1_RLtXXI/AAAAAAAAEtE/-8u5Xqr1KOA/s400/balloon5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have them in the house and it's Monday night!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS1_EWfNxI/AAAAAAAAEs8/hf-KNz-AxMc/s1600-h/balloon6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342595153072699154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS1_EWfNxI/AAAAAAAAEs8/hf-KNz-AxMc/s400/balloon6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were standing on my very last nerve today and I was really wanting to put them out on the street corner. And somehow - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; just knows when he should do something so dang cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS1-4Miu7I/AAAAAAAAEs0/X9cVPDYCooU/s1600-h/love+the+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342595149809761202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS1-4Miu7I/AAAAAAAAEs0/X9cVPDYCooU/s400/love+the+kid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;POSSIBLY&lt;/span&gt; be upset with this????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-975172724836234379?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/975172724836234379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=975172724836234379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/975172724836234379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/975172724836234379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/06/balloon-issues.html' title='Balloon Issues'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiS2FnUHR2I/AAAAAAAAEtk/xa49760AD24/s72-c/balloon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-6448846502481927432</id><published>2009-05-30T14:56:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:36:40.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe Kid Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning we went to the Safe Kid Fest at a park around here. There were all kinds of balloons - so of course we had to get one first off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfeXurVKI/AAAAAAAAEsk/0g4lA17nXt8/s1600-h/park1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341725977152804002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfeXurVKI/AAAAAAAAEsk/0g4lA17nXt8/s400/park1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie adores balloons :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfYti1rlI/AAAAAAAAEsc/XUbdG7JhXlI/s1600-h/park3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341725879929515602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfYti1rlI/AAAAAAAAEsc/XUbdG7JhXlI/s400/park3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BMX&lt;/span&gt; bikers were there. I thought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; would be more interested in this one, but I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfYV8N9YI/AAAAAAAAEsU/fFZqb4cr6_k/s1600-h/park4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341725873593513346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfYV8N9YI/AAAAAAAAEsU/fFZqb4cr6_k/s400/park4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called the superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfYEMtglI/AAAAAAAAEsM/OkNcCOtAeSk/s1600-h/park5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341725868830851666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfYEMtglI/AAAAAAAAEsM/OkNcCOtAeSk/s400/park5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is totally crazy. I was on continuous shoot mode thinking it would be cool to get the whole flip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfYOtoFYI/AAAAAAAAEsE/iwkxnqaVDio/s1600-h/park6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341725871653262722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfYOtoFYI/AAAAAAAAEsE/iwkxnqaVDio/s400/park6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfXya3dsI/AAAAAAAAEr8/Ifrwyjj-XVM/s1600-h/park7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341725864058386114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfXya3dsI/AAAAAAAAEr8/Ifrwyjj-XVM/s400/park7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;... It's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; walking in front of me. So much for getting the whole flip :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfGCCi1jI/AAAAAAAAEr0/w8E_BiSxT6Q/s1600-h/park8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341725559013692978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfGCCi1jI/AAAAAAAAEr0/w8E_BiSxT6Q/s400/park8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slide next to the bikers that was much more of a hit than the bikers were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiMUBflyxQI/AAAAAAAAEss/TdNe9Sut1F4/s1600-h/park9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342135598883980546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiMUBflyxQI/AAAAAAAAEss/TdNe9Sut1F4/s400/park9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfFtVcmZI/AAAAAAAAErc/MKh_tiOTeik/s1600-h/park10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341725553455831442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfFtVcmZI/AAAAAAAAErc/MKh_tiOTeik/s400/park10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dummies that don't wear their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;seat belts&lt;/span&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfFZJwRmI/AAAAAAAAErU/xRGscC5aOUQ/s1600-h/park11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341725548038080098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfFZJwRmI/AAAAAAAAErU/xRGscC5aOUQ/s400/park11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then... the dreaded, awful event of letting go of the beloved balloon.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeUSzA-oI/AAAAAAAAErM/L9dT_oDvn94/s1600-h/park12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724704518503042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeUSzA-oI/AAAAAAAAErM/L9dT_oDvn94/s400/park12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, up and away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeUF3HKFI/AAAAAAAAErE/mG-qKahsyRE/s1600-h/park13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724701046024274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeUF3HKFI/AAAAAAAAErE/mG-qKahsyRE/s400/park13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very sad time for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeT0qVYEI/AAAAAAAAEq8/xFC3iv1OMVY/s1600-h/park14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724696429027394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeT0qVYEI/AAAAAAAAEq8/xFC3iv1OMVY/s400/park14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that she would cry whenever she saw a balloon in the sky and say, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Buh-lyune&lt;/span&gt; won away!" --- Balloon ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Empire and the good guys came to visit us on Safe Kid Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeTmzt8VI/AAAAAAAAEq0/7LL_iM0demo/s1600-h/park2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724692710289746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeTmzt8VI/AAAAAAAAEq0/7LL_iM0demo/s400/park2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeTPLerfI/AAAAAAAAEqs/J0nEq94-3BI/s1600-h/park15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724686367501810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeTPLerfI/AAAAAAAAEqs/J0nEq94-3BI/s400/park15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeDPOfXMI/AAAAAAAAEqk/AGxR8_NpIEc/s1600-h/park16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724411502222530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeDPOfXMI/AAAAAAAAEqk/AGxR8_NpIEc/s400/park16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly enough, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; decided that he did NOT want to go meet them. I guess it's all fun and games in a movie - but meeting Darth Vader in real life isn't his cup of tea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Maggie found the lady that gave her a balloon. And she got another one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeDKQvaBI/AAAAAAAAEqc/B6W6YQ0jFrA/s1600-h/park17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724410169485330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeDKQvaBI/AAAAAAAAEqc/B6W6YQ0jFrA/s400/park17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; got to shoot a sling shot for a free pass to the Aquatic Center. Darn, I guess we will have to go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeC4RG28I/AAAAAAAAEqU/RCTsL1eWS1Q/s1600-h/park18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724405339184066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeC4RG28I/AAAAAAAAEqU/RCTsL1eWS1Q/s400/park18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how thrilled he is that he got it through the hole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeCncQJTI/AAAAAAAAEqM/gZgviRA9v1M/s1600-h/park19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724400822527282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeCncQJTI/AAAAAAAAEqM/gZgviRA9v1M/s400/park19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to get the kids photographed, weighed and their height checked and put on a CD for the Amber Alert system. Maggie wasn't interested in getting her picture taken. Maybe she is too tired of the camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeCePOsTI/AAAAAAAAEqE/p6ZCwTYb75I/s1600-h/park20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724398351986994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGeCePOsTI/AAAAAAAAEqE/p6ZCwTYb75I/s400/park20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hunter Safety people were there too. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; got to shoot pellets at a target. I don't know that he hit anything, but he had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGd0okWa0I/AAAAAAAAEp8/yQq8TRlBFZY/s1600-h/park21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724160606759746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGd0okWa0I/AAAAAAAAEp8/yQq8TRlBFZY/s400/park21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See all this??? This may look like snow... but it's not. It's cotton. I am SO SICK OF SNEEZING!!!! The other day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lasca&lt;/span&gt; said to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt;, "Look, it's snowing!" He said, "No - it's cotton. It makes mommy sneeze."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGd0QyY3HI/AAAAAAAAEp0/QM6J9GDHMEQ/s1600-h/park22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724154223189106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGd0QyY3HI/AAAAAAAAEp0/QM6J9GDHMEQ/s400/park22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy. I hate it. I have never had allergies before a few years ago. This stuff is awful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGd0HSXoMI/AAAAAAAAEps/QVl5qRPivv0/s1600-h/park23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724151672971458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGd0HSXoMI/AAAAAAAAEps/QVl5qRPivv0/s400/park23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was "so freaking hot" as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; put it. We found a water fountain on the way to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGd0L-y25I/AAAAAAAAEpk/cjlu3zvVAdo/s1600-h/park24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724152933047186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGd0L-y25I/AAAAAAAAEpk/cjlu3zvVAdo/s400/park24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, Safe Kid Fest! We had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGdz-fNpOI/AAAAAAAAEpc/Po3HaObLmxA/s1600-h/park25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341724149310924002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGdz-fNpOI/AAAAAAAAEpc/Po3HaObLmxA/s400/park25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-6448846502481927432?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6448846502481927432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=6448846502481927432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6448846502481927432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6448846502481927432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/safe-kid-fest.html' title='Safe Kid Fest'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SiGfeXurVKI/AAAAAAAAEsk/0g4lA17nXt8/s72-c/park1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-8850190808146871945</id><published>2009-05-27T19:19:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:39:19.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown Belt Ceremony</title><content type='html'>Today was Dallin's belt ceremony. He is now officially a brown belt. He is the highest belt he can get in the Tiny Tigers program. His sensei wants to keep him for a couple more months - and then send him off to Little Dragons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First he took off his green belt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3m3jvFTVI/AAAAAAAAEpE/upxG2DDFC3Y/s1600-h/brown+belt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340678575291190610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3m3jvFTVI/AAAAAAAAEpE/upxG2DDFC3Y/s400/brown+belt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jeff told him all the things he was proud of Dallin for accomplishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3m3RWcITI/AAAAAAAAEo8/aIYaFJwO4nI/s1600-h/brown+belt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340678570355990834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3m3RWcITI/AAAAAAAAEo8/aIYaFJwO4nI/s400/brown+belt3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mentioned the whole Luke Skywalker thing again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3m3QOOXiI/AAAAAAAAEo0/uT6_QNE7vhY/s1600-h/brown+belt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340678570053099042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3m3QOOXiI/AAAAAAAAEo0/uT6_QNE7vhY/s400/brown+belt1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he gave him his Brown Belt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3m3PimkKI/AAAAAAAAEos/hI9DyD0fKvE/s1600-h/brown+belt+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3qqQKKB0I/AAAAAAAAEpU/bXXHpp20-MA/s1600-h/brown+belt+blog_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340682744744249154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3qqQKKB0I/AAAAAAAAEpU/bXXHpp20-MA/s400/brown+belt+blog_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... so that one would have turned out better if the brown wasn't so close to the black... Oh well :) The intent was good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he is so very happy. Look at this crew! They are all pretty good little karate fighters!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3oM2wxwDI/AAAAAAAAEpM/nIe6xRSep7s/s1600-h/brown+belt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340680040687452210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3oM2wxwDI/AAAAAAAAEpM/nIe6xRSep7s/s400/brown+belt4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-8850190808146871945?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8850190808146871945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=8850190808146871945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8850190808146871945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/8850190808146871945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/brown-belt-ceremony.html' title='Brown Belt Ceremony'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sh3m3jvFTVI/AAAAAAAAEpE/upxG2DDFC3Y/s72-c/brown+belt2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-3224108612031834561</id><published>2009-05-25T21:23:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:46:24.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaur Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShtiAzEfI1I/AAAAAAAAEns/njoEEC6YZRg/s1600-h/dino+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969549026403154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShtiAzEfI1I/AAAAAAAAEns/njoEEC6YZRg/s400/dino+park.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today we decided to go to the Dinosaur Park. We have lived here for 4 years and never been - it's only a few miles away! So we went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shth44IghBI/AAAAAAAAEnc/tDrotibQh8Q/s1600-h/dinopark3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969412946494482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shth44IghBI/AAAAAAAAEnc/tDrotibQh8Q/s400/dinopark3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were trails to forge...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And dinosaurs to scout out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shth4h820nI/AAAAAAAAEnU/KNlYqzlTJ0I/s1600-h/dinopark4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969406992044658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shth4h820nI/AAAAAAAAEnU/KNlYqzlTJ0I/s400/dinopark4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were dino roars being sounded through the trails and Maggie kept her ears covered...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shth5OeEoxI/AAAAAAAAEnk/YUz4LXB17lc/s1600-h/dinopark2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969418942522130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shth5OeEoxI/AAAAAAAAEnk/YUz4LXB17lc/s400/dinopark2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until she got brave enough to get down...  But then she kept signing "scared" and saying, "Sca-wee!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shth4sTIUkI/AAAAAAAAEnM/FVOIUPpBbng/s1600-h/dinopark5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969409769820738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shth4sTIUkI/AAAAAAAAEnM/FVOIUPpBbng/s400/dinopark5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't ya love her outfit?  She is wearing a purple velvet dress and then right before we left she found her terrycloth swimsuit cover up and HAD to put that on over her princess dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it was snack time, so we found a bench...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shth4RfcS3I/AAAAAAAAEnE/9Ej4HkfXmuc/s1600-h/dinopark6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969402573704050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shth4RfcS3I/AAAAAAAAEnE/9Ej4HkfXmuc/s400/dinopark6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a dinosaur wanting our fruit snacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthuqErBLI/AAAAAAAAEm8/CeXh2hO_o6E/s1600-h/dinopark7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969237373617330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthuqErBLI/AAAAAAAAEm8/CeXh2hO_o6E/s400/dinopark7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also pretty flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthuPuoYnI/AAAAAAAAEm0/pupaS0ksNwk/s1600-h/dinopark9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969230301848178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthuPuoYnI/AAAAAAAAEm0/pupaS0ksNwk/s400/dinopark9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is pretty neat.  It has lots of hands on things for the kids to do.  Here they are comparing their hands to the foot/hand prints of dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shtht5hgITI/AAAAAAAAEms/r060Ph6mXkM/s1600-h/dinopark10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969224341201202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shtht5hgITI/AAAAAAAAEms/r060Ph6mXkM/s400/dinopark10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie and Bailey - Friends forever :)  Except when they are fighting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shtht0vZ3OI/AAAAAAAAEmk/orlps6cvdME/s1600-h/dinopark11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969223057333474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shtht0vZ3OI/AAAAAAAAEmk/orlps6cvdME/s400/dinopark11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin and Maggie eating Dino Burgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shthtipx_2I/AAAAAAAAEmc/6BZxp7hsg08/s1600-h/dinopark12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969218201911138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shthtipx_2I/AAAAAAAAEmc/6BZxp7hsg08/s400/dinopark12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a playground for the kids to play on.  Maggie is going to give me ulcers, I tell ya!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthiYB90rI/AAAAAAAAEmU/o99Vd3W0Jus/s1600-h/dinopark13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969026371998386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthiYB90rI/AAAAAAAAEmU/o99Vd3W0Jus/s400/dinopark13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back we had brats/hot dogs and then made homemade ice cream!  And who better to help - but Dallin and Maggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthiYjflUI/AAAAAAAAEmM/e4Dgihj9Tig/s1600-h/dinopark14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969026512622914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthiYjflUI/AAAAAAAAEmM/e4Dgihj9Tig/s400/dinopark14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what else is there to do while we wait for the ice cream to get done - swing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthiL3OpUI/AAAAAAAAEmE/xjlPUR7oedM/s1600-h/dinopark15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969023105738050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthiL3OpUI/AAAAAAAAEmE/xjlPUR7oedM/s400/dinopark15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we have been waiting for -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shthh_yR0tI/AAAAAAAAEl8/buRByueHv7Q/s1600-h/dinopark16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969019863749330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shthh_yR0tI/AAAAAAAAEl8/buRByueHv7Q/s400/dinopark16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby - Come to mama!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthhrUrSZI/AAAAAAAAEl0/g8selO8jr3Y/s1600-h/dinopark17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969014370879890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthhrUrSZI/AAAAAAAAEl0/g8selO8jr3Y/s400/dinopark17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie approves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthWtjibaI/AAAAAAAAEls/MIJecLpZUck/s1600-h/dinopark18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339968825991523746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthWtjibaI/AAAAAAAAEls/MIJecLpZUck/s400/dinopark18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthWTYlHUI/AAAAAAAAElk/7scwGLLhwQk/s1600-h/dinopark19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339968818966240578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthWTYlHUI/AAAAAAAAElk/7scwGLLhwQk/s400/dinopark19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then we had a little accident :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthWGLK5GI/AAAAAAAAElc/yzA6yvAvjzc/s1600-h/dinopark20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339968815420335202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthWGLK5GI/AAAAAAAAElc/yzA6yvAvjzc/s400/dinopark20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to scoop it back as she is crying her little heart out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthWDIxq3I/AAAAAAAAElU/xbitt2xcJuc/s1600-h/dinopark21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339968814604987250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthWDIxq3I/AAAAAAAAElU/xbitt2xcJuc/s400/dinopark21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was plenty more where it came from and she got more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what better way to finish off the night???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthVzq86kI/AAAAAAAAElM/ZFGVvqXr1Kw/s1600-h/dinopark22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339968810453363266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShthVzq86kI/AAAAAAAAElM/ZFGVvqXr1Kw/s400/dinopark22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to watch Jurassic Park!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Memorial Day everyone!  Thank you to all the military people out there protecting our freedoms.  We are so grateful to those who have given their lives for ours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5473053944935310305-3224108612031834561?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3224108612031834561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=3224108612031834561&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3224108612031834561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3224108612031834561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/dinosaur-park.html' title='Dinosaur Park'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShtiAzEfI1I/AAAAAAAAEns/njoEEC6YZRg/s72-c/dino+park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-5381817538081300234</id><published>2009-05-24T20:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:29:33.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>www.creative-lenz.com</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that I have forgotten to make an announcement on my blog about my new website!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is up and running! I also have a blog for Creative Lenz. This is more for me to put photos that I love and some that I don't out there in cyberspace without totally bogging up facebook and this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of the websites are on the sidebar of this blog so it's just 1 click away! I am of course looking for people to photograph! So if you or someone you know wants their family or kids or pets photographed - let them know I am willing to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to get into the Senior photo market, so if you know any seniors wanting to get their photos done this summer, let them know that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.creative-lenz.com/"&gt;http://www.creative-lenz.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://creative-lenz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://creative-lenz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves... Monica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-5381817538081300234?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5381817538081300234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=5381817538081300234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/5381817538081300234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/5381817538081300234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/wwwcreative-lenzcom.html' title='www.creative-lenz.com'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-3882672260000726391</id><published>2009-05-24T14:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:36:21.251-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeo</title><content type='html'>Here I sit on a Sunday afternoon... I realize that I haven't blogged for a while. So I am catching up. I took my baby girl to the doctor again today. She keeps getting ear infections.  Last night she opted not to sleep, so after we got back from the doc and picking up yet ANOTHER antibiotic, I put Belle on for her and here she sleeps.  This is good for me though.  I needed to edit pictures and get some blogs posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmo96RNb-I/AAAAAAAAEkc/zPtj4a6sGvs/s1600-h/so+sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484614791360482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmo96RNb-I/AAAAAAAAEkc/zPtj4a6sGvs/s400/so+sick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we drove up to Logan to attend a 4-H Rodeo that a friend of friend's daughter was in.  Is that obscure enough for you?  Anyway - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; hasn't ever been to a rodeo.  We thought he might enjoy it... So off we went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I would love for my kids to be a little cowboy and cowgirl... They just do it so well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmo9uf6vgI/AAAAAAAAEkU/iUAjPO8hbgY/s1600-h/rodeo12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484611631824386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmo9uf6vgI/AAAAAAAAEkU/iUAjPO8hbgY/s400/rodeo12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmo9TWe8rI/AAAAAAAAEkM/jGrNFmq4akc/s1600-h/rodeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484604344496818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmo9TWe8rI/AAAAAAAAEkM/jGrNFmq4akc/s400/rodeo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmo9Uave-I/AAAAAAAAEkE/oGH27vk004E/s1600-h/rodeo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484604630793186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmo9Uave-I/AAAAAAAAEkE/oGH27vk004E/s400/rodeo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this shot!  I just can't decide if I like sepia or black and white better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmox4RCuZI/AAAAAAAAEj8/TsmenMHVpH0/s1600-h/rodeo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484408095357330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmox4RCuZI/AAAAAAAAEj8/TsmenMHVpH0/s400/rodeo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmox6QCFNI/AAAAAAAAEj0/_OCtn44qAmA/s1600-h/rodeo3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484408627991762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmox6QCFNI/AAAAAAAAEj0/_OCtn44qAmA/s400/rodeo3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any opinions??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;... So I was having some serious camera &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dysfunction&lt;/span&gt; last night.  Not sure if it was that I was on Sport mode or that I didn't have my tripod or a combination of the two....  Sorry they are so rotten...  Really - I am totally disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the Mutton &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bustin&lt;/span&gt;'.  It was so cute to see those little kids riding those sheep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmoxjewcnI/AAAAAAAAEjs/z2bUGeC0F1k/s1600-h/rodeo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484402515735154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmoxjewcnI/AAAAAAAAEjs/z2bUGeC0F1k/s400/rodeo4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmoxhNuAgI/AAAAAAAAEjk/YVxaZ4tEuC0/s1600-h/rodeo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484401907401218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmoxhNuAgI/AAAAAAAAEjk/YVxaZ4tEuC0/s400/rodeo5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hat blew off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmoxS9FM3I/AAAAAAAAEjc/vgjKDg56O0Y/s1600-h/rodeo6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484398079521650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmoxS9FM3I/AAAAAAAAEjc/vgjKDg56O0Y/s400/rodeo6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is completely crazy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmojsi-b4I/AAAAAAAAEjU/wLhtIfnWU-g/s1600-h/rodeo7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484164431179650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmojsi-b4I/AAAAAAAAEjU/wLhtIfnWU-g/s400/rodeo7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh - so sorry the pictures are so blurry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmojXJeymI/AAAAAAAAEjM/fgWf7m6XBjU/s1600-h/rodeo8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484158687103586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmojXJeymI/AAAAAAAAEjM/fgWf7m6XBjU/s400/rodeo8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know that he was too happy about his performance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmojSt5vgI/AAAAAAAAEjE/J3vByEqfip0/s1600-h/rodeo9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484157497687554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmojSt5vgI/AAAAAAAAEjE/J3vByEqfip0/s400/rodeo9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was pretty good - but then I am not all that educated in this sport :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend of the friend's daughter let &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dallin&lt;/span&gt; ride on her horse with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmojPwbNdI/AAAAAAAAEi8/odNSEABQZ4E/s1600-h/rodeo10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484156702963154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmojPwbNdI/AAAAAAAAEi8/odNSEABQZ4E/s400/rodeo10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the friend of the friend let Maggie ride on the horse with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmoi-L3TpI/AAAAAAAAEi0/a7zRVeOXZ8E/s1600-h/rodeo11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339484151986212498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmoi-L3TpI/AAAAAAAAEi0/a7zRVeOXZ8E/s400/rodeo11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they were both pretty excited!  It was a really fun night.  Maggie found another pole to dance around... But I didn't get the picture.  Like I said - I was having camera &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dysfunction&lt;/span&gt; last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try to be better about blogging more often.  Sorry for the long lag :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5473053944935310305-3882672260000726391?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3882672260000726391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=3882672260000726391&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3882672260000726391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3882672260000726391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/rodeo.html' title='Rodeo'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Shmo96RNb-I/AAAAAAAAEkc/zPtj4a6sGvs/s72-c/so+sick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-6094105719843558973</id><published>2009-05-20T13:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:40:27.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown Belt</title><content type='html'>Dallin had his karate belt test for his brown belt! I wasn't able to be there, but Scott took off work and took the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmiRUo3CwI/AAAAAAAAEis/To5_6O7XG68/s1600-h/belt+test3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339477251705998082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmiRUo3CwI/AAAAAAAAEis/To5_6O7XG68/s400/belt+test3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took him in for a private lesson to make sure that he was ready for this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmiRGUCY_I/AAAAAAAAEik/3Co_2wvTZAY/s1600-h/belt+test2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339477247860564978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmiRGUCY_I/AAAAAAAAEik/3Co_2wvTZAY/s400/belt+test2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Sensei was so good about helping him to make sure he could pass it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmiQ6mXLPI/AAAAAAAAEic/lY6XaRKPd_E/s1600-h/belt+test.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339477244716199154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmiQ6mXLPI/AAAAAAAAEic/lY6XaRKPd_E/s400/belt+test.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my cute bug is a brown belt!  The belt ceremony will be on Wednesday.  More pictures to come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-6094105719843558973?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6094105719843558973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=6094105719843558973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6094105719843558973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6094105719843558973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/brown-belt.html' title='Brown Belt'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmiRUo3CwI/AAAAAAAAEis/To5_6O7XG68/s72-c/belt+test3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-741232970862038124</id><published>2009-05-14T13:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:30:32.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As I was mowing the lawn, Dallin decided he wanted to help out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmfO9VuDhI/AAAAAAAAEiE/-iQ1dvdPAEI/s1600-h/big+helper1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339473912557080082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmfO9VuDhI/AAAAAAAAEiE/-iQ1dvdPAEI/s400/big+helper1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmfPBJaP7I/AAAAAAAAEiM/z8MxOgz-CaQ/s1600-h/big+helper2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339473913579192242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmfPBJaP7I/AAAAAAAAEiM/z8MxOgz-CaQ/s400/big+helper2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmgMZx2UKI/AAAAAAAAEiU/XVWXpm0T3gA/s1600-h/handsome+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339474968163274914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmgMZx2UKI/AAAAAAAAEiU/XVWXpm0T3gA/s400/handsome+kid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-741232970862038124?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/741232970862038124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=741232970862038124&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/741232970862038124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/741232970862038124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-helper.html' title='Big Helper'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ShmfO9VuDhI/AAAAAAAAEiE/-iQ1dvdPAEI/s72-c/big+helper1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-277984869033499791</id><published>2009-05-11T22:09:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:39:01.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my special night!</title><content type='html'>Tonight was a very special night indeed ~ it was Dallin's very first Tball game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3TgZYuwI/AAAAAAAAEgg/PgH8E_qpqdc/s1600-h/handsome+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785673106340610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3TgZYuwI/AAAAAAAAEgg/PgH8E_qpqdc/s400/handsome+kid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Isn't he just the most handsome kid ever????!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his coach. Coach Bo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj25tUalxI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/yhAfIyvzyfU/s1600-h/coach+bo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785229898553106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj25tUalxI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/yhAfIyvzyfU/s400/coach+bo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his team... The Jays... Dallin is #7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3TuiNdDI/AAAAAAAAEgw/rXEV0GLbphQ/s1600-h/field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785676901446706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3TuiNdDI/AAAAAAAAEgw/rXEV0GLbphQ/s400/field.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his first time to bat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3TYMpeYI/AAAAAAAAEgY/CtbRbWCgxrs/s1600-h/hit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785670905428354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3TYMpeYI/AAAAAAAAEgY/CtbRbWCgxrs/s400/hit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off he goes!!! As fast as his little legs will carry him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3HCgWxNI/AAAAAAAAEgI/NahsXM9KH10/s1600-h/run+forest+run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785458924078290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3HCgWxNI/AAAAAAAAEgI/NahsXM9KH10/s400/run+forest+run.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have great people to help encourage the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3ThYJJRI/AAAAAAAAEgo/jUo3s0fCj_Q/s1600-h/gonna+make+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785673369560338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3ThYJJRI/AAAAAAAAEgo/jUo3s0fCj_Q/s400/gonna+make+it.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was SO glad he got to first without getting out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj25sj2ydI/AAAAAAAAEfY/JcmZhcK9uD8/s1600-h/yes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785229694880210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj25sj2ydI/AAAAAAAAEfY/JcmZhcK9uD8/s400/yes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the ball was hit again and he was off to 2nd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3HUmW-gI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/d-LNbOmrqZg/s1600-h/off+to+2nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785463781095938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3HUmW-gI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/d-LNbOmrqZg/s400/off+to+2nd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was hilarious! Of course I forgot to zoom the lens - but you get the idea. He totally jumped onto the base and then put his arms up... SUCCESS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj25YXBAeI/AAAAAAAAEfI/cWOBsfu4GZQ/s1600-h/action.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785224272314850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj25YXBAeI/AAAAAAAAEfI/cWOBsfu4GZQ/s400/action.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is when he was on his way home.... He is running...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3G8dJoBI/AAAAAAAAEgA/9_p62P3J5BY/s1600-h/running+home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785457300021266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3G8dJoBI/AAAAAAAAEgA/9_p62P3J5BY/s400/running+home.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And grinning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3G1m_pmI/AAAAAAAAEf4/0Qm12-rdJB8/s1600-h/running+home2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785455462262370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3G1m_pmI/AAAAAAAAEf4/0Qm12-rdJB8/s400/running+home2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then looking for mom and her camera!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3GvhCJqI/AAAAAAAAEfw/8z3oKbCTN_0/s1600-h/running+home3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785453826647714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3GvhCJqI/AAAAAAAAEfw/8z3oKbCTN_0/s400/running+home3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda busy now mom!!! But I will give you a wave!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj25xdO2UI/AAAAAAAAEfo/a_NTUzVRw_Y/s1600-h/running+home4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785231009274178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj25xdO2UI/AAAAAAAAEfo/a_NTUzVRw_Y/s400/running+home4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now I must touch the home plate!!! (or is it base?? I don't know - I am sport knowledge challenged)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj25-G-SxI/AAAAAAAAEfg/3phW01X34ec/s1600-h/running+home5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785234405575442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj25-G-SxI/AAAAAAAAEfg/3phW01X34ec/s400/running+home5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course what event...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj6nWjhLiI/AAAAAAAAEhI/OWM82suh_lA/s1600-h/pole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 294px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334789312596749858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj6nWjhLiI/AAAAAAAAEhI/OWM82suh_lA/s400/pole.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could possibly BE an event....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj6nRa8_TI/AAAAAAAAEhA/kucqs2cc4B4/s1600-h/pole2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334789311218646322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj6nRa8_TI/AAAAAAAAEhA/kucqs2cc4B4/s400/pole2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without a little pole dancing???!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj6nPztsNI/AAAAAAAAEg4/lcqy1N_OEKw/s1600-h/pole3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334789310785630418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj6nPztsNI/AAAAAAAAEg4/lcqy1N_OEKw/s400/pole3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well - this was our very special Monday night! As will the be the next 6-ish weeks of Monday and Wednesday nights!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until Dallin got slugged in the stomach by a kid from the other team during the high fives at the end... At which time he decided that he HATES BASEBALL!!!! Won't this be a fabulous 6 weeks!!???!!!&lt;/div&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/5473053944935310305-277984869033499791?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/277984869033499791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=277984869033499791&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/277984869033499791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/277984869033499791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-my-special-night.html' title='It&apos;s my special night!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sgj3TgZYuwI/AAAAAAAAEgg/PgH8E_qpqdc/s72-c/handsome+kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-5746777108274968190</id><published>2009-05-01T08:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:00:40.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>T-ball and Curls</title><content type='html'>This has been quite the busy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin started his T-ball practices this week. It started on Tuesday, which was already filled with me teaching Joy School and then something else... But I can't remember now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, mind you, we are not that much of a sport watching family. We got there and Dallin really didn't have a clue what to do! I felt like a bit of a failure as a mother. But I think there was more than just Dallin without a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got home and he let me take pictures of him in his t-ball uniform. He is a member of the Jays team. #7!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfsLSb8P5cI/AAAAAAAAEe4/j99r_h47AbU/s1600-h/tball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330866995289122242" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfsLSb8P5cI/AAAAAAAAEe4/j99r_h47AbU/s400/tball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfsLStzqt9I/AAAAAAAAEfA/EFG8yZkT2QQ/s1600-h/tball2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330867000084969426" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfsLStzqt9I/AAAAAAAAEfA/EFG8yZkT2QQ/s400/tball2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With it being such a hectic night, I ran out and got Wendy's for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dallin has his typical - chicken nuggets and french fries...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfsLSZgR_dI/AAAAAAAAEew/BjBqi_1yIsM/s1600-h/salad-not.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330866994634948050" style="WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfsLSZgR_dI/AAAAAAAAEew/BjBqi_1yIsM/s400/salad-not.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie on the other hand, has found a liking for salad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfsLSCI1ylI/AAAAAAAAEeo/j7b5-x7XsxE/s1600-h/salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330866988362615378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfsLSCI1ylI/AAAAAAAAEeo/j7b5-x7XsxE/s400/salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid was shoveling it in!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess she really is a girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of girl - I found sponge rollers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfsLR09EOyI/AAAAAAAAEeg/7JmOrxwgzjE/s1600-h/curls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330866984823569186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfsLR09EOyI/AAAAAAAAEeg/7JmOrxwgzjE/s400/curls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aren't they adorable??!!! A lady at t-ball asked if she just came back from getting her pictures taken. She was in a sparkly dress and her hair all curly. Ummmm - that would be a NO! Another lady asked me where she got her curly hair from. I said: "Sponge rollers". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was funny :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well - maybe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought so anyway....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-5746777108274968190?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5746777108274968190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=5746777108274968190&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/5746777108274968190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/5746777108274968190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/05/t-ball-and-curls.html' title='T-ball and Curls'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfsLSb8P5cI/AAAAAAAAEe4/j99r_h47AbU/s72-c/tball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-773260994449813151</id><published>2009-04-26T16:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:34:50.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfTgxehV4-I/AAAAAAAAEeY/nlL5Z4bi-7s/s1600-h/DSC_0175_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329131399697261538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfTgxehV4-I/AAAAAAAAEeY/nlL5Z4bi-7s/s400/DSC_0175_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at lunch/dinner this evening at the table.  As we were talking Scott and I both noticed a mark on Dallin's cheek about the same time.  Scott asked if he got hurt on his face.  He thought for a minute and said, "Oh - yes.  While we were singing Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes today I went bffffft!" (motioning to himself hitting himself in the face)  I started laughing.  He did NOT like that.  He doesn't like to be laughed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid is a crack up!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-773260994449813151?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/773260994449813151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=773260994449813151&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/773260994449813151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/773260994449813151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/04/head-shoulders-knees-and-toes.html' title='Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SfTgxehV4-I/AAAAAAAAEeY/nlL5Z4bi-7s/s72-c/DSC_0175_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-2693618416543899822</id><published>2009-04-22T18:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:09:10.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trampoline Fun</title><content type='html'>As I sit on the back porch this 80 degree evening and watch my kids jump and laugh, I wonder how long I will be able to hear my 5 yr old boy say to my 2 yr old girl, "Maggie, I want to kiss you!"  I think, "Oh how sweet!  They really DO love each other!"  So he kisses her on the forehead and they have more fun for a few minutes... Then he sits on her face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical brotherly love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se-xAT_dBUI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/gXietK4lytw/s1600-h/tramp+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327671503127119170" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se-xAT_dBUI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/gXietK4lytw/s400/tramp+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice flip with no hands!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mercy!!!  Look at that hair!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se-xAX96yOI/AAAAAAAAEeI/v_9qBzlibO4/s1600-h/tramp+fun2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327671504194423010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se-xAX96yOI/AAAAAAAAEeI/v_9qBzlibO4/s400/tramp+fun2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-2693618416543899822?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2693618416543899822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=2693618416543899822&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2693618416543899822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2693618416543899822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/04/trampoline-fun.html' title='Trampoline Fun'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se-xAT_dBUI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/gXietK4lytw/s72-c/tramp+fun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-2848646831794424474</id><published>2009-04-21T14:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:57:08.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids</title><content type='html'>It is remarkable to me how different children are.  How they have their familiar physical characteristics, but their own indiviual personalities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my kids so much!  I am starting a photography business and decided that my OWN kids ought to be on the website I am working on.  So yesterday I had a little photo shoot with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se4xVhUoqwI/AAAAAAAAEdw/h3uqhshU394/s1600-h/dallin+and+maggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327249655017810690" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se4xVhUoqwI/AAAAAAAAEdw/h3uqhshU394/s400/dallin+and+maggie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are amazing to me.  My tender-heart little boy and my dare-devil little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se4xUpUY4lI/AAAAAAAAEdo/JzgS4ogvFVk/s1600-h/dallin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327249639984390738" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se4xUpUY4lI/AAAAAAAAEdo/JzgS4ogvFVk/s400/dallin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are both so loving and show it in their own ways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se4xWUxB76I/AAAAAAAAEd4/Q25-0TIjCTk/s1600-h/laundry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327249668827115426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se4xWUxB76I/AAAAAAAAEd4/Q25-0TIjCTk/s400/laundry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are my ordinary miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se4xXQamiyI/AAAAAAAAEeA/JV9dy5n6umE/s1600-h/laundry2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327249684839172898" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se4xXQamiyI/AAAAAAAAEeA/JV9dy5n6umE/s400/laundry2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-2848646831794424474?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2848646831794424474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=2848646831794424474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2848646831794424474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2848646831794424474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/04/kids.html' title='The kids'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Se4xVhUoqwI/AAAAAAAAEdw/h3uqhshU394/s72-c/dallin+and+maggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-5926060971724965320</id><published>2009-04-20T08:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T11:17:45.838-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Our first 5k.... What an experience.  Good thing it was a run/walk.  Or in our case a walk/run!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLmNhmhvI/AAAAAAAAEdg/ciWI46y91Ms/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326785947854341874" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLmNhmhvI/AAAAAAAAEdg/ciWI46y91Ms/s400/kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was before the race began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLlxoy2MI/AAAAAAAAEdY/RqiIAcr-q9M/s1600-h/before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326785940368316610" style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLlxoy2MI/AAAAAAAAEdY/RqiIAcr-q9M/s400/before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a ton of encouragement from the small people being pushed in the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Run, run, run!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy for YOU to say!  Scott pushed the stroller most of the way and I STILL couldn't keep up!  But that is ok. It was essentially, the first time I have really run since the snow flew.  So I really can't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the end there was a pretty bad bike crash.  Dallin was intrigued because of all the blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we ran the last part.  Even though I truly wanted to throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLl-fag6I/AAAAAAAAEdQ/RDcCdWBDCaI/s1600-h/after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326785943818634146" style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLl-fag6I/AAAAAAAAEdQ/RDcCdWBDCaI/s400/after.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we actually look better at the end than we did at the beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got home and got things done there we decided to go to Lagoon.  We got season passes for this year. They are open on the weekends now and so we decided to pack up and go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLMywkaZI/AAAAAAAAEcg/tWlrz2vai-c/s1600-h/bumpers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326785511172630930" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLMywkaZI/AAAAAAAAEcg/tWlrz2vai-c/s400/bumpers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin wanted to ride the bumper cars first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Maggie's first time ever riding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLlx_LtqI/AAAAAAAAEdI/USGtVqheXFM/s1600-h/bumpers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326785940462220962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLlx_LtqI/AAAAAAAAEdI/USGtVqheXFM/s400/bumpers2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think she liked it.  In fact, I am pretty sure she hated it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they both loved the new Dragon ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLNjClx-I/AAAAAAAAEdA/jdtGTg5mOHs/s1600-h/dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326785524133119970" style="WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLNjClx-I/AAAAAAAAEdA/jdtGTg5mOHs/s400/dragon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dallin's favorite ride is the Dino Drop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLNWL-tuI/AAAAAAAAEc4/buXDIPc858Y/s1600-h/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326785520682841826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLNWL-tuI/AAAAAAAAEc4/buXDIPc858Y/s400/feet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those would be Scott and Dallin's feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that grin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLNVQvjiI/AAAAAAAAEcw/rtXP9yj6WFg/s1600-h/dino2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326785520434384418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLNVQvjiI/AAAAAAAAEcw/rtXP9yj6WFg/s400/dino2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLNPK3dSI/AAAAAAAAEco/KLv7jbv2SWk/s1600-h/dino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326785518799123746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLNPK3dSI/AAAAAAAAEco/KLv7jbv2SWk/s400/dino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was quite the busy day!  Fun, but busy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And am I completely nuts that I am going to sign up for another 5k for Memorial Day?  I dare not tell my time for Saturday - but I do hope to beat it the next round!&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/5473053944935310305-5926060971724965320?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5926060971724965320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=5926060971724965320&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/5926060971724965320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/5926060971724965320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeyLmNhmhvI/AAAAAAAAEdg/ciWI46y91Ms/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-66262986976071173</id><published>2009-04-15T22:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:52:08.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Dallin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sea4IpKNlpI/AAAAAAAAEcY/RbeN83MMtVI/s1600-h/DSC_0248_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325146068039341714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sea4IpKNlpI/AAAAAAAAEcY/RbeN83MMtVI/s400/DSC_0248_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we are getting ready to leave for Karate... This is his conversation with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lasca&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: Can I come with you to Karate today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: No - it's only for little kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: Oh. So what if I cut my legs off. Will I be little then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: No. You'd be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that kid!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seriously comes up with the funniest things! I need to keep a notebook with me in my purse so that I can write them down. Then you would love him as much as I do! Well - maybe. I love him an awful lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-66262986976071173?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/66262986976071173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=66262986976071173&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/66262986976071173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/66262986976071173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny-dallin.html' title='Funny Dallin'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sea4IpKNlpI/AAAAAAAAEcY/RbeN83MMtVI/s72-c/DSC_0248_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-9139141343472353092</id><published>2009-04-14T10:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:13:26.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma got us again!</title><content type='html'>I guess that Karma just didn't care whether it was Drusella or Cinderella....  She got us again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been doing yard work since it has been so nice lately.  Pruning the apple tree specifically.  Thus, I have been climbing the tree, Scott has been climbing the tree, Austin has been climbing the tree, Dallin has been climbing the tree.... Therefore, Maggie decided she needed to try to climb the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course she is too small to actually CLIMB the tree.  So she tried to and then SLID down the side of it.  She immediately screamed one of those, I am really hurt screams.  The palm of her hand got gouged by something poking out of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took her to our local doc's office, but since they decided that she would need to be sedated to stitch it up, they sent me to Primary Children's Medical Center in Salt Lake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS5Y8mRyiI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/zZ6D8Uv1sf4/s1600-h/IMG00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324584497693444642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS5Y8mRyiI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/zZ6D8Uv1sf4/s400/IMG00055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we packed up the kids with coloring books and books to read and went off to Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave her a sticker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS5YpfZDkI/AAAAAAAAEcI/r7YQjYjs2h8/s1600-h/IMG00059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324584492564287042" style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS5YpfZDkI/AAAAAAAAEcI/r7YQjYjs2h8/s400/IMG00059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bandage that I put together before going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS5YvHuWsI/AAAAAAAAEcA/ltiX1qCdawg/s1600-h/IMG00060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324584494075632322" style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS5YvHuWsI/AAAAAAAAEcA/ltiX1qCdawg/s400/IMG00060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry these pics aren't the best.  They are off of a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS5YbUs4hI/AAAAAAAAEb4/2jWbSXs-9i4/s1600-h/IMG00063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324584488761352722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS5YbUs4hI/AAAAAAAAEb4/2jWbSXs-9i4/s400/IMG00063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a small cut.  The only reason we had to go to the hospital is because they had to sedate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was after they shot liquid stuff up her nose to sedate her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS5YU_WTCI/AAAAAAAAEbw/20VzcF8znnc/s1600-h/IMG00065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324584487061179426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS5YU_WTCI/AAAAAAAAEbw/20VzcF8znnc/s400/IMG00065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irrigating the wound....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS4cYBySSI/AAAAAAAAEbo/WFD14J2ZJdQ/s1600-h/IMG00066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324583457084557602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS4cYBySSI/AAAAAAAAEbo/WFD14J2ZJdQ/s400/IMG00066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is looking VEEEEEERY relaxed right now... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS4cClV20I/AAAAAAAAEbg/TDIlYD4rcik/s1600-h/IMG00068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324583451328109378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS4cClV20I/AAAAAAAAEbg/TDIlYD4rcik/s400/IMG00068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the stitches were in.  I couldn't watch while they were doing it.  But Maggie did - she really was interested in it!  Much stronger stomach than mine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS4cJZ-5PI/AAAAAAAAEbY/yKytrt5BEFw/s1600-h/IMG00070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324583453159515378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS4cJZ-5PI/AAAAAAAAEbY/yKytrt5BEFw/s400/IMG00070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her patched up after and still under the influence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS4b3QVJzI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/BuREnaNBnU0/s1600-h/IMG00072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324583448287192882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS4b3QVJzI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/BuREnaNBnU0/s400/IMG00072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THIS for 3 stitches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS4boAK93I/AAAAAAAAEbI/f_hi89Az7eo/s1600-h/IMG00074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324583444192884594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS4boAK93I/AAAAAAAAEbI/f_hi89Az7eo/s400/IMG00074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy kid....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one funny thing about last night... The doctor was trying to find a suture kit.  She found an adult kit, but couldn't find a child kit.  She asked the nurse... The nurse said, "We only have adult kits... the child kits are special order."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now - let me get this straight.  We are at a CHILDREN'S hospital and the child suture kits are special order??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&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/5473053944935310305-9139141343472353092?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/9139141343472353092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=9139141343472353092&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/9139141343472353092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/9139141343472353092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/04/karma-got-us-again.html' title='Karma got us again!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SeS5Y8mRyiI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/zZ6D8Uv1sf4/s72-c/IMG00055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-4341737479855816209</id><published>2009-04-09T19:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:38:32.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's hope...</title><content type='html'>that because it's Drusella and not Cinderella that Karma doesn't care this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd6i7sueguI/AAAAAAAAEbA/dAORCYshjDw/s1600-h/DSC_0127_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322870956100584162" style="WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd6i7sueguI/AAAAAAAAEbA/dAORCYshjDw/s400/DSC_0127_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was what I found after Maggie's bath tonight... I am keeping her away from the fireplace!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this rate - we will have all headless princeses by the end of next month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-4341737479855816209?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4341737479855816209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=4341737479855816209&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4341737479855816209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/4341737479855816209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-hope.html' title='Let&apos;s hope...'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd6i7sueguI/AAAAAAAAEbA/dAORCYshjDw/s72-c/DSC_0127_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-7593167604327746337</id><published>2009-04-09T16:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:11:25.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go fly a kite~</title><content type='html'>Doesn't this sky look like a kite flying sky???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-Qt-Ug_I/AAAAAAAAEa4/EwmUYHv6TFo/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830635282498546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-Qt-Ug_I/AAAAAAAAEa4/EwmUYHv6TFo/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out a little windy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by the time we got to the park... it wasn't so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-QkwJpsI/AAAAAAAAEaw/WGcY-XiL0Qk/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830632807147202" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-QkwJpsI/AAAAAAAAEaw/WGcY-XiL0Qk/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't much matter to our cute kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-QKdQogI/AAAAAAAAEao/nJs7qdVaPW8/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830625748591106" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-QKdQogI/AAAAAAAAEao/nJs7qdVaPW8/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did get them up for a few minutes at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-F3VC7AI/AAAAAAAAEag/YQisHCNfp34/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830448815172610" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-F3VC7AI/AAAAAAAAEag/YQisHCNfp34/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie just wanted to help carry the kite back to the starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-FultrKI/AAAAAAAAEaY/fm9ViKCrDoc/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830446469164194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-FultrKI/AAAAAAAAEaY/fm9ViKCrDoc/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't really ok with letting hers sit on the ground while we got one up for Dallin either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-FnpSF2I/AAAAAAAAEaQ/FPp3GAjcuxI/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830444605085538" style="WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-FnpSF2I/AAAAAAAAEaQ/FPp3GAjcuxI/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then she decided running was ok.  Here we are getting ready to put Dallin's kite up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-FsugftI/AAAAAAAAEaI/DMp3BQkwzo4/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830445969178322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-FsugftI/AAAAAAAAEaI/DMp3BQkwzo4/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't work out so well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-FDRmEbI/AAAAAAAAEaA/oBkI2xwqz0Q/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830434842055090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-FDRmEbI/AAAAAAAAEaA/oBkI2xwqz0Q/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least not at first.  But then it got up and Dallin was trying to chase it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd593oAbMzI/AAAAAAAAEZ4/MsGDDOmdDxo/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830204183982898" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd593oAbMzI/AAAAAAAAEZ4/MsGDDOmdDxo/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dallin wanted a turn to fly the kite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd593WL10JI/AAAAAAAAEZw/4ozNoDb1LGs/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830199400026258" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd593WL10JI/AAAAAAAAEZw/4ozNoDb1LGs/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wasn't sure if he would be able to get it up or not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd593afwuLI/AAAAAAAAEZo/vJwNDQpJsR4/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830200557320370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd593afwuLI/AAAAAAAAEZo/vJwNDQpJsR4/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd593UZgX9I/AAAAAAAAEZg/tiGLBMvJmaw/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830198920470482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd593UZgX9I/AAAAAAAAEZg/tiGLBMvJmaw/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was SO happy about it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd593Lfcp1I/AAAAAAAAEZY/n7vRXeWv7r0/s1600-h/11-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322830196529473362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd593Lfcp1I/AAAAAAAAEZY/n7vRXeWv7r0/s400/11-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a fun time to fly the kites!  This was a few weekends ago... The same one that Maggie decided to take a walk off the fireplace.  So this blog got put on hold for a little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way - Maggie did fabulously getting her staples taken out on Monday.  I think she was much more upset about being held down that actually having them taken out.  The downside to the visit was that she had pink eye and an ear infection.  But we are taking care of that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5473053944935310305-7593167604327746337?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7593167604327746337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=7593167604327746337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/7593167604327746337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/7593167604327746337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-go-fly-kite.html' title='Let&apos;s go fly a kite~'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sd5-Qt-Ug_I/AAAAAAAAEa4/EwmUYHv6TFo/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-3510091231207850268</id><published>2009-04-02T16:34:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:41:47.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Does she not learn?</title><content type='html'>Remember this??? Just 4 days ago????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdU9sq31FZI/AAAAAAAAEYw/f8goP_g22es/s1600-h/maggie4%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320226372440102290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdU9sq31FZI/AAAAAAAAEYw/f8goP_g22es/s400/maggie4%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya - I am not sure Maggie remembers it. Even though the staples are still in her head. We have an appointment to get them pulled out on Monday. I will let you know how that goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo - Today I was getting ready to run out. Asked Maggie to get in her car seat. As I am getting the keys I hear, "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - this can't be good. I look out in the garage and find Miss Maggie swinging from the rope that tells us how far we can pull into the garage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdU9sh8OKrI/AAAAAAAAEYo/cmA7a-RyFPo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320226370042604210" style="WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdU9sh8OKrI/AAAAAAAAEYo/cmA7a-RyFPo/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the FABULOUS mother that I am, I don't tell her to get off for fear of her splitting her head open again. I go get my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdU9soySCjI/AAAAAAAAEYg/uVgnLbBvUC4/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320226371879963186" style="WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdU9soySCjI/AAAAAAAAEYg/uVgnLbBvUC4/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was doing all kinds of acrobatics.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdU9se8byII/AAAAAAAAEYY/-_3N-uwz_YM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320226369238190210" style="WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdU9se8byII/AAAAAAAAEYY/-_3N-uwz_YM/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then - as I am looking at the playback of this exact photo... I hear a THUNK.... WAAAAAAAAAA....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She fell flat on her back. UGH... Atleast it didn't split it open again. I can just imagine the conversation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Are you here to have her staples taken out already?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, actually - I need you to put more in..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh sure - I will do that right after I call Child Services...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;UGH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-3510091231207850268?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3510091231207850268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=3510091231207850268&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3510091231207850268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3510091231207850268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/04/does-she-not-learn.html' title='Does she not learn?'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdU9sq31FZI/AAAAAAAAEYw/f8goP_g22es/s72-c/maggie4%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-3960096091047533724</id><published>2009-03-29T21:44:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:13:20.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You thought YOU had a bad day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Poor Cinderella... She really got her head bit off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBB28hgqbI/AAAAAAAAEYA/svMuLBJm9Iw/s1600-h/DSC_0114_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318823572139977138" style="WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBB28hgqbI/AAAAAAAAEYA/svMuLBJm9Iw/s400/DSC_0114_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maggie decided to just to bite it off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBB3YMJOJI/AAAAAAAAEYI/kksvZCDqIcY/s1600-h/DSC_0115_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318823579566553234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBB3YMJOJI/AAAAAAAAEYI/kksvZCDqIcY/s400/DSC_0115_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess karma can really get ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBBCdKgIEI/AAAAAAAAEX4/8w9IsLY6NoI/s1600-h/maggie+head3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318822670368776258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBBCdKgIEI/AAAAAAAAEX4/8w9IsLY6NoI/s400/maggie+head3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... where are we at??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That would be Wee Care Pediatrics. Maggie decided to climb up on the wood stove today. I said to her - Maggie, get down please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBA5HXIRpI/AAAAAAAAEXo/xKl8xMRTItA/s1600-h/Maggie+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318822509897336466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBA5HXIRpI/AAAAAAAAEXo/xKl8xMRTItA/s400/Maggie+head.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of CLIMBING down - like she got up there... she stepped off of it, falling head first into the brick hearth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBA5Qz6MCI/AAAAAAAAEXw/n8PAOal-AMQ/s1600-h/Maggie+head2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318822512433967138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBA5Qz6MCI/AAAAAAAAEXw/n8PAOal-AMQ/s400/Maggie+head2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the numbing cream they put on her before STAPLING her head back together.... Oh - and the pretty bows in her hair??? Those would be the gauze strips in the doc's office. We had to keep her hair out of the wound....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the doctor is putting the staples in her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBA5OvUaAI/AAAAAAAAEXg/fn6Fb4VT0yM/s1600-h/maggie8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318822511877842946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBA5OvUaAI/AAAAAAAAEXg/fn6Fb4VT0yM/s400/maggie8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was heartbreaking for me. I almost started crying along with Maggie right here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBA5CCPPxI/AAAAAAAAEXY/hsT6O_z0Bh4/s1600-h/maggie7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318822508467535634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBA5CCPPxI/AAAAAAAAEXY/hsT6O_z0Bh4/s400/maggie7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here she is.... All stapled together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBA4xAU6_I/AAAAAAAAEXQ/WS0lp7n_G6k/s1600-h/maggie5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdFRqOKN_mI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/MU_AsB-EZZw/s1600-h/maggie4%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319122420698578530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdFRqOKN_mI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/MU_AsB-EZZw/s400/maggie4%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh - what a day. All this was happening while my friend from college and her family were over for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And another bad part? I CAN'T WASH HER HAIR UNTIL TUESDAY!!!!! My kid has to have blood in her hair for 2 whole days!!!!! (Sorry - I just had to complain. That is my vain streak...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess karma has a way of getting back :) Maybe Maggie won't bite anymore heads off her princesses.... &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/5473053944935310305-3960096091047533724?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3960096091047533724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=3960096091047533724&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3960096091047533724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3960096091047533724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-thought-you-had-bad-day.html' title='You thought YOU had a bad day?'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SdBB28hgqbI/AAAAAAAAEYA/svMuLBJm9Iw/s72-c/DSC_0114_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-765039843405702082</id><published>2009-03-26T16:30:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:59:37.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy School Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwD68V2uGI/AAAAAAAAEWA/kNeSlTDJois/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317629571182803042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwD68V2uGI/AAAAAAAAEWA/kNeSlTDJois/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a field trip today to the Air Force Museum. It was really fun. There is a room that I never knew existed that was SO fun for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids could put on flight suits and helmets and get into these simulators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwEP2xSvUI/AAAAAAAAEXA/bUwwNGAuZL4/s1600-h/simulator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317629930464525634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwEP2xSvUI/AAAAAAAAEXA/bUwwNGAuZL4/s400/simulator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they just the studs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course the little girls couldn't be left out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwEPnxNIQI/AAAAAAAAEW4/xEcbSVpjO4M/s1600-h/girls+simulator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317629926437626114" style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwEPnxNIQI/AAAAAAAAEW4/xEcbSVpjO4M/s400/girls+simulator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were even little computers that they could use to practice their flying skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwD8M3MSnI/AAAAAAAAEWg/MqlZyW3AMWA/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317629592797465202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwD8M3MSnI/AAAAAAAAEWg/MqlZyW3AMWA/s400/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwGT3e-EjI/AAAAAAAAEXI/lWsGIgLq9Ug/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317632198398841394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwGT3e-EjI/AAAAAAAAEXI/lWsGIgLq9Ug/s400/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwD8APjj8I/AAAAAAAAEWY/dm5aRKiZI2k/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317629589409992642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwD8APjj8I/AAAAAAAAEWY/dm5aRKiZI2k/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they came out of that room, there were little planes that they could ride around in. Maggie's shoe came off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwEPC1cYEI/AAAAAAAAEWo/Ou9Mq63SW0s/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317629916523290690" style="WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwEPC1cYEI/AAAAAAAAEWo/Ou9Mq63SW0s/s400/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind gentleman helped her put it back on. Well - he tried anyway. He couldn't quite get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwEPkKJaoI/AAAAAAAAEWw/Kg4s29fw3pQ/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317629925468498562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwEPkKJaoI/AAAAAAAAEWw/Kg4s29fw3pQ/s400/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids were very good (for the most part) to stay together and listen. They pretended to be airplanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwD7xQr-SI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/y5EN18dQUaw/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317629585388206370" style="WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwD7xQr-SI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/y5EN18dQUaw/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan called this the Hall of the Greats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwD7WjovbI/AAAAAAAAEWI/LlZviMWyRMw/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317629578219929010" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwD7WjovbI/AAAAAAAAEWI/LlZviMWyRMw/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great time was had by all - and with the weather being so frigid - it was nice to get out... yet still be inside. :)&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/5473053944935310305-765039843405702082?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/765039843405702082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=765039843405702082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/765039843405702082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/765039843405702082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/joy-school-field-trip.html' title='Joy School Field Trip'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScwD68V2uGI/AAAAAAAAEWA/kNeSlTDJois/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-3810869178851154033</id><published>2009-03-24T16:58:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:45:07.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinion Time Again!!!</title><content type='html'>I am going to be starting a photography business here shortly. I finally decided on a name and made about 10 or 12 logos today. Scott and I have narrowed them down for you all to vote on. I do have my favorite... And it's not guaranteed that I will chose the majority vote... BUT I still want to know what you all think.&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SclnOgrKR8I/AAAAAAAAEVY/sAx-qgdFnSY/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316894334074374082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SclnOgrKR8I/AAAAAAAAEVY/sAx-qgdFnSY/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SclnOcDZnKI/AAAAAAAAEVA/fZqwnUP195A/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316894332833864866" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SclnOcDZnKI/AAAAAAAAEVA/fZqwnUP195A/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SclniZRtkXI/AAAAAAAAEVg/a8ghNqXYYRY/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316894675685970290" style="WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SclniZRtkXI/AAAAAAAAEVg/a8ghNqXYYRY/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScmKagCaO3I/AAAAAAAAEV4/hhA-BnsdqGU/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316933022968855410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScmKagCaO3I/AAAAAAAAEV4/hhA-BnsdqGU/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScmKaQk2kiI/AAAAAAAAEVo/sk-BlBbUYK4/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316933018818351650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScmKaQk2kiI/AAAAAAAAEVo/sk-BlBbUYK4/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScmKasjGFVI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0xvgKcRVk5o/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316933026327172434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScmKasjGFVI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0xvgKcRVk5o/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for the spelling of Lenz is that my maiden name is Enz. Scott came up with that one. Thanks, Scott - I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - please leave your opinion! This will not be the end of the options. I will be working on more and putting them up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-3810869178851154033?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3810869178851154033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=3810869178851154033&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3810869178851154033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3810869178851154033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/opinion-time-again.html' title='Opinion Time Again!!!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SclnOgrKR8I/AAAAAAAAEVY/sAx-qgdFnSY/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-1122640948604176420</id><published>2009-03-19T22:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:23:57.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a twinkie??</title><content type='html'>Am I a bad mother if my 2 1/2 year old has never had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Twinkie&lt;/span&gt;? How about my 5 year old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lasca&lt;/span&gt; came home with a package of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Twinkies&lt;/span&gt; for Maggie and Bailey to share. Maggie was funny as she has never eaten one - she just didn't know what to expect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScMV-PsC_dI/AAAAAAAAEUY/R1ijLb1m6i4/s1600-h/1+twinkie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315116144334667218" style="WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScMV-PsC_dI/AAAAAAAAEUY/R1ijLb1m6i4/s400/1+twinkie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then she decided that it was good stuff!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lasca&lt;/span&gt; cannot believe I had never fed my kids a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Twinkie&lt;/span&gt; before... She thinks the answer to the first question I asked is yes. And the answer to the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; one is, That's even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to feed the blue birds that are in our backyard peanuts. It's fun because they take them and then bury them in the yard or my garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them they needed to be quiet or the birds wouldn't come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScMV-iPBgjI/AAAAAAAAEUo/7u7p-N504_Y/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315116149313208882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScMV-iPBgjI/AAAAAAAAEUo/7u7p-N504_Y/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while when they didn't come, Maggie and Bailey decided to play with the peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScMV_FkjGAI/AAAAAAAAEUw/fWP_pBY_BZY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315116158798731266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScMV_FkjGAI/AAAAAAAAEUw/fWP_pBY_BZY/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie decided to try and let the birds know that the peanuts were here. She held them up to the sky and said, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Biiiirrdd&lt;/span&gt;, come eat! Come eat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScMV-iZcJ0I/AAAAAAAAEUg/SyK55q5nLDc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315116149356898114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScMV-iZcJ0I/AAAAAAAAEUg/SyK55q5nLDc/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they lost interest in the peanuts altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScMV_BEoP-I/AAAAAAAAEU4/vviEzBOQleg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315116157591109602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScMV_BEoP-I/AAAAAAAAEU4/vviEzBOQleg/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been totally enjoying this beautiful weather!! But we are expecting snow in the beginning of next week. So we will only have it here for the next 2 days - UGH!&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/5473053944935310305-1122640948604176420?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1122640948604176420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=1122640948604176420&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1122640948604176420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/1122640948604176420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-twinkie.html' title='What&apos;s a twinkie??'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScMV-PsC_dI/AAAAAAAAEUY/R1ijLb1m6i4/s72-c/1+twinkie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-3603840921607092415</id><published>2009-03-17T19:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:50:01.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patricks Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRf-4V19I/AAAAAAAAEUQ/T1Q-yHlciJs/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314337170194290642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRf-4V19I/AAAAAAAAEUQ/T1Q-yHlciJs/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy St. Patricks Day everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Joy School at my house today.  I think we had fun with this being a very green day!  We painted shamrocks, learned how to spell "Shhhhhhh" and figured out words that started with the Sh sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had green cupcakes with gold coins on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRf0J6h3I/AAAAAAAAEUI/7TJ1GKnA390/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314337167315208050" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRf0J6h3I/AAAAAAAAEUI/7TJ1GKnA390/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a leprechaun came to the door and left a pot of gold!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During painting time Maggie, Bailey and Grace decided they wanted to paint too.  I gave them watercolors instead of the paint the big kids were using. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRfg_ABWI/AAAAAAAAEUA/xJDd1MOhjX0/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314337162169156962" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRfg_ABWI/AAAAAAAAEUA/xJDd1MOhjX0/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decided to paint themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we got a couple of them cleaned up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRS0n1kgI/AAAAAAAAET4/5ncPAALlTC0/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314336944102412802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRS0n1kgI/AAAAAAAAET4/5ncPAALlTC0/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During play time before moms came to get their chillins Maggie decided she was in need of some nourishment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRSy8S6DI/AAAAAAAAETw/TrmJ3zqR3dQ/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314336943651350578" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRSy8S6DI/AAAAAAAAETw/TrmJ3zqR3dQ/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ate some dirt...  She is cracking me up every time I look at her.  You know how some kids are missing their 2 front teeth?  She is missing the middle front of her bangs.  I keep singing to myself when I see her, "All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth, my two front teeth, my two front teeth..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner we didn't do the traditional corned beef and cabbage.  We decided to have pot roast, green mashed potatoes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRSmirSrI/AAAAAAAAETo/SxZwZ5sXlrk/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314336940322671282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRSmirSrI/AAAAAAAAETo/SxZwZ5sXlrk/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and green jello....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRSYx7WAI/AAAAAAAAETg/DZuWR0KzdCM/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314336936628541442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRSYx7WAI/AAAAAAAAETg/DZuWR0KzdCM/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with green whipped cream (homemade).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - hope everyone had a GREAT St. Patricks Day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRRgltV4I/AAAAAAAAETY/QHDBnpqLWpo/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314336921544906626" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRRgltV4I/AAAAAAAAETY/QHDBnpqLWpo/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&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/5473053944935310305-3603840921607092415?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3603840921607092415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=3603840921607092415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3603840921607092415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3603840921607092415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-patricks-day.html' title='St. Patricks Day'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/ScBRf-4V19I/AAAAAAAAEUQ/T1Q-yHlciJs/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-116392550737530482</id><published>2009-03-15T00:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:12:41.237-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Today Gone Today</title><content type='html'>We cut hair today. It was so fun.  My friend Lasca knows how to cut hair and was teaching me how to cut hair with scissors instead of just buzzing Scott and Dallin.  I have to admit - their hair looks tons better!  Even on my first try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ4xHy8mI/AAAAAAAAESg/BpOX_M_ivGU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also cut Maggie's bangs.  She didn't sit very still for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on Lasca and I were talking upstairs.  Dallin and Maggie were downstairs.  After a bit Maggie comes upstairs saying, "Hair pitty..." and combing it with Lasca's comb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ5QRzI0I/AAAAAAAAES4/RgKoh-KOGvg/s1600-h/3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313290869291557698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ5QRzI0I/AAAAAAAAES4/RgKoh-KOGvg/s400/3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Side note: Due to extreme drama at her house, involving cops and her mother keeping her children hostage in a locked house... Lasca is staying with us until she can find a place.  Thus her stuff is in our basement.  Including the scissors we used to cut Maggie's hair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking a closer look at Maggie "pitty hair" - I noticed that some of it wasn't there anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyaEyoJx6I/AAAAAAAAETQ/EvBg4l1_AKY/s1600-h/6_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313291067490682786" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyaEyoJx6I/AAAAAAAAETQ/EvBg4l1_AKY/s400/6_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also got into Lasca's mascara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started laughing SO hard - we went downstairs to see if we could find the hair.  Not that it would have done a lick of good as it was already cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ5R9qkJI/AAAAAAAAETA/SnNvqsyQ-CM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313290869743980690" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ5R9qkJI/AAAAAAAAETA/SnNvqsyQ-CM/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we did find it.  On the vanity in front of the mirror in the downstairs bathroom.  I can just imagine her standing on the little stool, combing her "pitty hair" and SNIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She managed to cut her face too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyaEftzDQI/AAAAAAAAETI/GI116vvWrHY/s1600-h/5_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313291062414085378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyaEftzDQI/AAAAAAAAETI/GI116vvWrHY/s400/5_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Lasca went to work to try to fix this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ5Pt0X9I/AAAAAAAAESw/SJgs4RLz_W8/s1600-h/2_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313290869140643794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ5Pt0X9I/AAAAAAAAESw/SJgs4RLz_W8/s400/2_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which she did beautifully!  Thanks, Lasca!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ5HPaWzI/AAAAAAAAESo/Rbij6YZE7mQ/s1600-h/1_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313290866865625906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ5HPaWzI/AAAAAAAAESo/Rbij6YZE7mQ/s400/1_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a photo I found on the camera of Maggie on a cold morning.  She really is my kid.  She is sitting on a heater vent, drinking her chocolate milk!!!  And she had bangs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ4xHy8mI/AAAAAAAAESg/BpOX_M_ivGU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313290860928103010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ4xHy8mI/AAAAAAAAESg/BpOX_M_ivGU/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well - they grow back, right??&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/5473053944935310305-116392550737530482?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/116392550737530482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=116392550737530482&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/116392550737530482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/116392550737530482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/hair-today-gone-today.html' title='Hair Today Gone Today'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbyZ5QRzI0I/AAAAAAAAES4/RgKoh-KOGvg/s72-c/3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-3239080052119136361</id><published>2009-03-11T22:21:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:02:28.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Weather Week</title><content type='html'>What a weird weather week. This is a picture of what Maggie decided to wear on Saturday while I was in Denver. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbiPQSkMFaI/AAAAAAAAESI/xQA4h5W7Sjc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312153270507804066" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbiPQSkMFaI/AAAAAAAAESI/xQA4h5W7Sjc/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice there isn't any snow? It looks a little cold because of the hat - but she decided not to wear tights...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on Monday we got snow. My kid decided to wear a dress (with no tights), a coat and her Cinderella shoes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbiPQWZTZfI/AAAAAAAAESA/Nl6m75GluhA/s1600-h/DSC_0027_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312153271535887858" style="WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbiPQWZTZfI/AAAAAAAAESA/Nl6m75GluhA/s400/DSC_0027_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brrrrr....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbiPQchhBMI/AAAAAAAAER4/qXyeWpFw_UI/s1600-h/DSC_0023_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312153273180947650" style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbiPQchhBMI/AAAAAAAAER4/qXyeWpFw_UI/s400/DSC_0023_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was chilly enough that Dallin and his friend played baseball in the garage... Well, they &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to play :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then today we are having a beautiful brisk day - about 45 degrees. This is a typical of my daughter. We didn't want a princess. But we got one. See her nice dress she is wearing (again!). Luckily she isn't a total priss. She is sitting in a bunch of dirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbiPcyfu5EI/AAAAAAAAESQ/xjduDUYgRus/s1600-h/DSC_0031_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312153485237478466" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbiPcyfu5EI/AAAAAAAAESQ/xjduDUYgRus/s400/DSC_0031_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And eating it again. I had hoped that she would get over it this winter. She didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then today being pretty nice out - I just couldn't wait to get the trampoline up. So my friends and I put it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbiTExqPChI/AAAAAAAAESY/0HNvUQ2B97Y/s1600-h/1_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312157470742743570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbiTExqPChI/AAAAAAAAESY/0HNvUQ2B97Y/s400/1_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maggie was SO cute in the beginning. She just kind of looked at it. Although, it didn't take her long to start jumping! (You can click on this picture to see it better - it's a fun one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do have a net for it. I just couldn't get it up without Scott's help. It is supposed to be 57 by the weekend. Except for a storm is coming in. We just have to be sure to push the snow off so it doesn't stretch out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to us!!!&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/5473053944935310305-3239080052119136361?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3239080052119136361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=3239080052119136361&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3239080052119136361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/3239080052119136361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazy-weather-week.html' title='Crazy Weather Week'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbiPQSkMFaI/AAAAAAAAESI/xQA4h5W7Sjc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-2428669887637967951</id><published>2009-03-09T09:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:44:27.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out For Women</title><content type='html'>I really had the greatest weekend! I flew to Denver to help out with the Time Out For Women event. If you don't know what Time Out For Women is - it's a weekend that you go and listen to uplifting speakers and uplifting music and eat lots of chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Christa and I got there and with the help of a few other unloaded 3 pallets of books, cds, dvds, songbooks, cash registers, etc. Christa is in charge of the bookstore portion of the event. Then there was training on the registers. Then the doors opened and lots and lots of women came pouring into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those women was my college roommate, Carolyn. She lives outside of Denver and came and we got to talk and hang out Friday night and Saturday. It was wonderful to see her! It is amazing how time works. On the one hand it seems to take forever. Then when we were together talking, it was as if no time had passed and we were just sitting at college talking like we did so many times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbVNfNX1qVI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/UsQgAFp63Qc/s1600-h/me%26monica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311236534114298194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbVNfNX1qVI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/UsQgAFp63Qc/s400/me%26monica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the presenters was Kenneth Cope. For those who aren't familiar with LDS performers - he sings inspirational music. He sat right behind me on the plane ride home. Of course I didn't have my camera for this event - but this is a picture of us from my phone. I look really tired because - well - I was really tired. I worked my butt off this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbVNfpc8RNI/AAAAAAAAERI/8E6AB1aq3lM/s1600-h/Monica+TOFW2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311236541651895506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbVNfpc8RNI/AAAAAAAAERI/8E6AB1aq3lM/s400/Monica+TOFW2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this is me with Mary Ellen Edmunds - She is an AMAZING woman, writer and speaker! She was the Relief Society President of the MTC while I was there preparing for my mission to Korea. She was also on the plane ride home with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbVNfR96z4I/AAAAAAAAERA/FvC2R6V2a74/s1600-h/monica+TOFW1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311236535347761026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbVNfR96z4I/AAAAAAAAERA/FvC2R6V2a74/s400/monica+TOFW1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then - yesterday we went to Steph's house to make chinese food!  It was seriously the best batch of kung pao chicken and joudza we have ever made!  YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a very spiritually refreshing weekend! If I can just keep the momentum going until General Conference I should be good!&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/5473053944935310305-2428669887637967951?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2428669887637967951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=2428669887637967951&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2428669887637967951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2428669887637967951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-out-for-women.html' title='Time Out For Women'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbVNfNX1qVI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/UsQgAFp63Qc/s72-c/me%26monica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-935580976490434099</id><published>2009-03-05T10:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:56:01.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new ride...</title><content type='html'>We sold our van! We really wanted to be car payment free. And since we have only 2 children, there really wasn't that much of a need for a van. We looked and looked and test drove and test drove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found some real turds out there. But we also found what we hope to be a gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbAPvf74SGI/AAAAAAAAEQY/wfF7X7QyuoE/s1600-h/DSC_0005_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309761269370734690" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbAPvf74SGI/AAAAAAAAEQY/wfF7X7QyuoE/s400/DSC_0005_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Buick Regal. Kind of a gramma car... But it has some real pick up and go! Its color is Aluminum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbAPvbm9kHI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/Xo_NxDfADiw/s1600-h/DSC_0006_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309761268209258610" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbAPvbm9kHI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/Xo_NxDfADiw/s400/DSC_0006_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the leather seats for the quick clean up factor with the small people in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Maggie's FAVORITE part??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbAPvg19mxI/AAAAAAAAEQg/ha7ybkAPL8I/s1600-h/DSC_0003_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309761269614353170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbAPvg19mxI/AAAAAAAAEQg/ha7ybkAPL8I/s400/DSC_0003_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be the "door" in the roof. She wants it open all the time. It was pretty chilly last night as we were out running errands... Oh my - if the "door" wasn't open... well - it wasn't pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbAPuwvl8JI/AAAAAAAAEQI/Xg-8d2rQEQk/s1600-h/DSC_0008_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309761256702734482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbAPuwvl8JI/AAAAAAAAEQI/Xg-8d2rQEQk/s400/DSC_0008_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think our car is pretty. And it's paid off. We own it!! And it really does go fast. We really like it.... Now I just need to find my drivers license so I don't get in real trouble if I go too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just need to get our Subaru fixed and we will have 2 paid off, well running vehicles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-935580976490434099?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/935580976490434099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=935580976490434099&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/935580976490434099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/935580976490434099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-new-ride.html' title='Our new ride...'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbAPvf74SGI/AAAAAAAAEQY/wfF7X7QyuoE/s72-c/DSC_0005_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-879926527740803366</id><published>2009-03-03T12:03:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:35:50.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planting Peas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa2CZ6PxfdI/AAAAAAAAEP4/2ydACf9wuRs/s1600-h/7north.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309042917383437778" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa2CZ6PxfdI/AAAAAAAAEP4/2ydACf9wuRs/s400/7north.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having AMAZING weather!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it is 64 degrees! The snow is almost entirely melted in my yard. More importantly - the snow is off my raised beds in my garden. Since the weather is so nice the dirt is all thawed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_drI30bI/AAAAAAAAEPo/wdA-pLfpEl8/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309039683512553906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_drI30bI/AAAAAAAAEPo/wdA-pLfpEl8/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;IT IS TIME TO PLANT SUGAR PEAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_fRexvXI/AAAAAAAAEPw/EZc8EBdpaWU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309039710984846706" style="WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_fRexvXI/AAAAAAAAEPw/EZc8EBdpaWU/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love working in the garden. It is one of the most satisfying things in life to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_TQkia-I/AAAAAAAAEPg/hD8giK1E3ms/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309039504582142946" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_TQkia-I/AAAAAAAAEPg/hD8giK1E3ms/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite look on me... Do you love it?? Or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_TYKvflI/AAAAAAAAEPY/-F85T2zuE0E/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309039506621431378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_TYKvflI/AAAAAAAAEPY/-F85T2zuE0E/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallin was at school while Maggie and I were out in th garden. Then she got a little distracted with the slide that is no longer snow covered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa3MtvxFkwI/AAAAAAAAEQA/YqwdFL6geio/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309124622028215042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa3MtvxFkwI/AAAAAAAAEQA/YqwdFL6geio/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO ready for spring. I was thrilled to see my parsley coming up. I could even use this parsley in cooking! Yae! It's big enough to pick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_S1WQREI/AAAAAAAAEPI/oQ00IYh8lfA/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309039497274475586" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_S1WQREI/AAAAAAAAEPI/oQ00IYh8lfA/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that I miss when we are locked in our homes over the winter with the windows and doors shut - the planes. There was one that was right over my head - but my hands were too dirty to get my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_S_x6H7I/AAAAAAAAEPA/rTD__6yVGiY/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309039500074819506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa1_S_x6H7I/AAAAAAAAEPA/rTD__6yVGiY/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love today! The windows are open in every room in the house. I feel like I am getting all the sick germs out of our house! There is supposed to be snow later this week. So I guess I need to enjoy today and tomorrow....&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/5473053944935310305-879926527740803366?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/879926527740803366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=879926527740803366&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/879926527740803366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/879926527740803366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/planting-peas.html' title='Planting Peas'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Sa2CZ6PxfdI/AAAAAAAAEP4/2ydACf9wuRs/s72-c/7north.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-7745789987263367666</id><published>2009-03-02T09:01:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:25:43.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ValueTales Swiped....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaxpI3s9_FI/AAAAAAAAEOo/NNQO2KQlk6Q/s1600-h/valuetales.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308733661875403858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaxpI3s9_FI/AAAAAAAAEOo/NNQO2KQlk6Q/s400/valuetales.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hmmm... This is an interesting tale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of ValueTales? We had them growing up and I loved them. My favorite one was on Louis Pasteur and Believing in yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Saxo-2pjDuI/AAAAAAAAEOY/tlVFbo8oXfI/s1600-h/louis+pasteur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308733489793928930" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Saxo-2pjDuI/AAAAAAAAEOY/tlVFbo8oXfI/s400/louis+pasteur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are lots and lots of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Saxo_HVI6UI/AAAAAAAAEOg/kjKDr1h2PdI/s1600-h/honesty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308733494271732034" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Saxo_HVI6UI/AAAAAAAAEOg/kjKDr1h2PdI/s400/honesty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaxpJR1sIQI/AAAAAAAAEO4/T5lk_rLvQmE/s1600-h/kindness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308733668891304194" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaxpJR1sIQI/AAAAAAAAEO4/T5lk_rLvQmE/s400/kindness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaxpJCC_OoI/AAAAAAAAEOw/YeCI9fFiPSw/s1600-h/respect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308733664652114562" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaxpJCC_OoI/AAAAAAAAEOw/YeCI9fFiPSw/s400/respect.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still think about them from time to time. I called my mother a few weeks ago asking if she still had them or if they were given to my brother. She ended up having them and told me that she sent them to me in 2 boxes. One of the boxes was her laptop computer box. It was sturdy, had a handle and was perfect to hold about 16 of the books. She sent it book rate (which means that you can't have anything in the box other than books) so it might take a long while to get them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprise surprise! The box came today! I thought it seemed a little light. The postman brought it to our door since it was too big for our mailbox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I open the Gateway computer box and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Saxo86vgOuI/AAAAAAAAEOA/lwafC0NQ9B8/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308733456532912866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Saxo86vgOuI/AAAAAAAAEOA/lwafC0NQ9B8/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out pops a pair of jammies (3T) for Maggie, I assume and this raggy old jacket that I assumed was for Dallin. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Saxo94qTUOI/AAAAAAAAEOI/5szP2gt6c_U/s1600-h/DSC_0017_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308733473154093282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Saxo94qTUOI/AAAAAAAAEOI/5szP2gt6c_U/s400/DSC_0017_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I call my mom to say thank you for the jammies and the raggy old jacket...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh - so sad. Someone thought they were getting a computer. Someone actually opened the box, pulled out the books on VALUES, replaced the books with jammies and a raggy old jacket, sealed the box back up and sent it on to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was sick and my heart was sad that the world has come to this. But then she said, "I hope they read the books! Maybe they will get something out of them..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - thanks, Mom, for the jammies you didn't buy Maggie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Saxo-dkE34I/AAAAAAAAEOQ/ePhUHfhF3S8/s1600-h/DSC_0018_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308733483060092802" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/Saxo-dkE34I/AAAAAAAAEOQ/ePhUHfhF3S8/s400/DSC_0018_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves them and HAD to wear them today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And isn't it ironic??? Don't ya think? A little tooooooo ironic.... And yeah I really do think.... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like this song today!&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/5473053944935310305-7745789987263367666?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7745789987263367666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=7745789987263367666&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/7745789987263367666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/7745789987263367666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/03/valuetales-swiped.html' title='ValueTales Swiped....'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaxpI3s9_FI/AAAAAAAAEOo/NNQO2KQlk6Q/s72-c/valuetales.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-6743388154224366802</id><published>2009-02-24T15:43:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:34:55.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going through my pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaR47BoZnJI/AAAAAAAAEM4/tEQeeANvJJQ/s1600-h/DSC_0360_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306499216394787986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaR47BoZnJI/AAAAAAAAEM4/tEQeeANvJJQ/s320/DSC_0360_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was just going through my pictures and found this sunset I wanted to share... I took this on my drive from Arkansas to Indiana in January. Shhh... Don't tell anyone though. I probably shouldn't be driving and taking pictures at the same time... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then these were from the return to Salt Lake from Indy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaSRpvFyV9I/AAAAAAAAENw/x2Ejuc57nhA/s1600-h/arch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306526407150688210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaSRpvFyV9I/AAAAAAAAENw/x2Ejuc57nhA/s400/arch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Again - I shouldn't be taking pictures while I am driving... Shhhhhh&lt;/p&gt;My camera battery had died on the way back RIGHT at St. Louis. So these are on the camera phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are at one of my favorite restaraunts in the midwest. Steak and Shake...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaSR7iFlRQI/AAAAAAAAEN4/1dnF9PWPSIE/s1600-h/Dallin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306526712897815810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaSR7iFlRQI/AAAAAAAAEN4/1dnF9PWPSIE/s400/Dallin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaSRVdjv0II/AAAAAAAAENo/pVkhuIFzRus/s1600-h/Maggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306526058847129730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaSRVdjv0II/AAAAAAAAENo/pVkhuIFzRus/s400/Maggie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a goofy face... Aren't they adorable???&lt;/p&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/5473053944935310305-6743388154224366802?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6743388154224366802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=6743388154224366802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6743388154224366802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/6743388154224366802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/02/going-through-my-pictures.html' title='Going through my pictures'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaR47BoZnJI/AAAAAAAAEM4/tEQeeANvJJQ/s72-c/DSC_0360_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-2887403793766697323</id><published>2009-02-23T10:11:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T13:39:32.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First 5k</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaLa5UAGZJI/AAAAAAAAEMw/GhVd7zikmSM/s1600-h/5k_col188112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306043989152392338" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaLa5UAGZJI/AAAAAAAAEMw/GhVd7zikmSM/s400/5k_col188112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Some of you know that I started running in the fall. Well - I am a total wuss when it comes to cold. Heck - anyone who knows me would be like, "What? Monica - Run? Those 2 words don't go in the same sentence!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, once the weather got to below 35 or so in the mornings I stopped. I keep saying that I will start again when it's warmer. I hope that I do! I really felt stronger when I was running. I could actually catch my daughter (who is a natural born runner) when she would take off at the park. I actually had abs - not of steel... but abs none the less. Anyway - I just felt really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking about my lack of motivation to get out running again. Not that I am going to be going &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt; now. I mean come on - there is still snow and ice on the ground! But I decided that I needed something to motivate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I registered Scott and myself in the SLC 5k that is coming up in April. I AM SO SCARED! Even at my best I could only run down our street, around the corner and to the house that was for sale with the big flag pole. I couldn't tell you how far that is... I just know that I would try to make it to &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt;house. And now - I am $66 committed to start running again. I just hope there aren't any April showers that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know that I will EVER want to run a marathon - but maybe a half. I don't know. I guess anything is possible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... anything is possible as long as Scott is pushing the jogging stroller. I will be lucky to get MY OWN sorry butt across the finish line - let alone 2 cute baby butts!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5473053944935310305-2887403793766697323?l=bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2887403793766697323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473053944935310305&amp;postID=2887403793766697323&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2887403793766697323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473053944935310305/posts/default/2887403793766697323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikersandprincesses.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-first-5k.html' title='My First 5k'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09221949822204557911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SbWQxSDDPZI/AAAAAAAAERQ/3geowMmHtMQ/S220/fb_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaLa5UAGZJI/AAAAAAAAEMw/GhVd7zikmSM/s72-c/5k_col188112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473053944935310305.post-1283245948449607801</id><published>2009-02-22T14:45:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:33:49.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Fajitas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaHNiMFKnII/AAAAAAAAEMo/-H8w6pHGeFo/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305747823261293698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaHNiMFKnII/AAAAAAAAEMo/-H8w6pHGeFo/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A friend of mine made Olive Garden's Zuppa something soup earlier this week and I loved it and wanted the recipe. She sent me the link to this website that has copy cat recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We LOVE fajitas... and on this list was Chili's Chicken Fajitas. I have to admit, I used to make dang good fajitas - but now I make AMAZING fajitas. :) This recipe is a keeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fajitas like Chili's®&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup lime juice&lt;br /&gt;3 Tbls. olive oil OR vegetable oil - divided&lt;br /&gt;4 cloves garlic - crushed&lt;br /&gt;3 tsp. soy sauce - divided&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. liquid smoke&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. cayenne pepper&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp. black pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. boned, skinned chicken breasts OR skirt steak&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbls. water&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. lime juice&lt;br /&gt;1 dash salt&lt;br /&gt;1 dash black pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 lrg. Spanish onion - sliced thin&lt;br /&gt;1/2 med. green bell pepper - seeded, sliced thin&lt;br /&gt;1/2 med. red bell pepper - seeded, sliced thin&lt;br /&gt;1/2 med. yellow bell pepper - seeded, sliced thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Combine 1/4 cup lime juice, 2 Tbls. oil, garlic, 2 tsp. soy sauce, 1 tsp. salt, liquid smoke, cayenne pepper, and 1/4 tsp. black pepper in a sealable plastic container, add chicken/steak to container, cover, and refrigerate for at least 2 hours, or overnight (preferred).&lt;br /&gt;-Combine water, 1 tsp. soy sauce, 1/2 tsp. lime juice, and a dash of salt and pepper; set aside.&lt;br /&gt;-Grill meat over a medium-high flame for 4-5 minutes per side, or until cooked through.&lt;br /&gt;-Cut meat into thin strips; set aside and keep warm.&lt;br /&gt;-In a large skillet over medium-high heat, cook onion and peppers in remaining 1 Tbls. oil until brown; remove from heat; pour reserved liquid mixture over onions and peppers.&lt;br /&gt;-Toss together meat, onions, and peppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaHNhsJBOXI/AAAAAAAAEMg/tMQBJA4ziTc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305747814687521138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaHNhsJBOXI/AAAAAAAAEMg/tMQBJA4ziTc/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Notes: Serve with warm tortillas, pico de gallo, cheese, sour cream, and guacamole. When I make this, I make sure to marinade at least overnight; the taste from the marinade is so good, I like to make it stronger. Also, I steam the peppers and onions rather than sauté them, as it cooks them evenly and retains their color perfectly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaHNhuhFZFI/AAAAAAAAEMY/_1gqkNQbI0o/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305747815325328466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaHNhuhFZFI/AAAAAAAAEMY/_1gqkNQbI0o/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I made a few changes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used garlic powder - my garlic heads were moldy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had the chicken cut into strips before putting it in the marinade. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After I cooked the meat I pulled it out of the pan and left the marinade; boiled it and then added the veggies to steam in the chicken marinade as the recipe note suggests. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had the chicken sitting in the marinade for about 30 hours. Not on purpose. It just turned out that we didn't make them last night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used a red onion cause that's what I had in the house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I added a lot more peppers - cause I love 'em.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaHNhEOEeiI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/t79aqNRmmH4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305747803971287586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zN4SGWfvgq4/SaHNhEOEeiI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/t79aqNRmmH4/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Now personally - having formally been vegetarian - I would love these with just the veggies. What I love about fajitas is that I don't have to have any meat in mine if I don't want! And the husband is still happy cause he gets his carnivorous desires taken care of! :) See - everyone is happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to link to this awesome website: &lt;a href="http://recipes.robbiehaf.com/C/64.htm"&gt;http://recipes.robbiehaf.com/C/64.htm&lt;/a&gt; Here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy is full and I am going to enjoy a Sunday a
