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<rss version="2.0"> <channel> <title>Planet Grubbs</title> <description>Grubbs family meta-blog</description> <link>http://planet.grubbsfamily.org/</link> <language>en-us</language> <webMaster>todd.grubbs@gmail.com</webMaster> <ttl>20</ttl> <skipHours> <hour>3</hour> <hour>4</hour> </skipHours> <pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 23:00:22 MST</pubDate> <lastBuildDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 23:00:22 MST</lastBuildDate>
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Soccer Baby</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S5bmOOmUbRI/AAAAAAAACg4/DOI9kraMMqc/s1600-h/SoccerBaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446793931462569234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S5bmOOmUbRI/AAAAAAAACg4/DOI9kraMMqc/s400/SoccerBaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister-in-law, Michelle, had her friend do this for us.  Too Cute!  I just had to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-8127527112207462697?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/03/soccer-baby.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/03/soccer-baby.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 18:18:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>The Plasters Fearsome Four: </title> <description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2738188573472368734&amp;amp;site=widget-5e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573472368734&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/p1/2738188573472368734/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573472368734&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/p2/2738188573472368734/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2738188573472368734&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5e.slide.com/p4/2738188573472368734/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4980506754866724796-8598277905145667199?l=tcplaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html</guid> <pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 13:11:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: 20 Weeks</title> <description>It's hard to believe we're already halfway through this pregnancy. This pregnancy is definitely going faster than the last one, probably because Brody keeps me so busy. It has been a pretty good pregnancy so far. Here are some ultrasound pictures from this week:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4mDkB2DGsI/AAAAAAAACgE/yWPMwzUn7sc/s1600-h/Baby2_20weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443026279647615682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4mDkB2DGsI/AAAAAAAACgE/yWPMwzUn7sc/s400/Baby2_20weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a couple of face shots.  The Ultrasound Tech commented on what a cute baby it is.  You can see the eyes and mouth pretty well, and the baby even opened it's mouth in the second shot.  So cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4mDjplbESI/AAAAAAAACf8/gMZ6MGuHHmc/s1600-h/Baby2_20weeks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443026273135431970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4mDjplbESI/AAAAAAAACf8/gMZ6MGuHHmc/s400/Baby2_20weeks2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4mDjl3s76I/AAAAAAAACf0/WIjVO2CJvIs/s1600-h/Baby2_20weeks3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443026272138358690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4mDjl3s76I/AAAAAAAACf0/WIjVO2CJvIs/s400/Baby2_20weeks3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a leg shot.  The baby had one leg extended out, and the Ultrasound Tech commented on what a long leg it was.  No wonder I've been feeling lots of kicking going on in there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-1391625639935812102?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/20-weeks.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/20-weeks.html</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 14:38:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: A Rough Day for Davis</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442746931999405986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4iFf2wr96I/AAAAAAAAEXk/3VUW_48v02o/s400/DSCN0431.JPG" /&gt; Davis had surgery yesterday... don't worry, nothing life threatening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day started early and we dropped the other kids off at Kristine's house at 6:30am (bless you Kristine) then headed to the Children's Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442746929411914930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4iFftHx_LI/AAAAAAAAEXc/hfbMzYqsVK8/s400/DSCN0432.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; I was glad Davis didn't know what was about to happen. He smiled and waved and flirted with the nurses. They put on his cute little gown but then he broke out in a rash so we took it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442941035064245666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4k2CJBmvaI/AAAAAAAAEXs/dAvwYeysUwk/s400/DSCN0435.JPG" /&gt;We waited for a while and then it was time for the "Happy Medicine".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Davis was hilarious.  He got really sleepy but then out of no where he would laugh and do this goofy grin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4iFfELN_KI/AAAAAAAAEXU/zYgH9W2N5ts/s1600-h/DSCN0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442746918420479138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4iFfELN_KI/AAAAAAAAEXU/zYgH9W2N5ts/s400/DSCN0436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was seriously so cute.&lt;br /&gt;They whisked him off to the OR and we waited in the waiting room for about 3 hours.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt like forever.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally he was done and the Surgeon told us everything went great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4iFekGPv4I/AAAAAAAAEXM/aHqpGr6iS74/s1600-h/DSCN0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442746909809688450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4iFekGPv4I/AAAAAAAAEXM/aHqpGr6iS74/s400/DSCN0440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Davis woke up very unhappy and VERY hungry.  He hadn't eaten for 12 hours and this is a steak and potatoes kind of guy... no skipping meals for him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He screamed and thrashed unless we were feeding him something so we kept feeding him knowing that it was probably all going to come back up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was a busy and draining day but we were so grateful that everything went smoothly and although I was little freaked out when they showed me the 4 incision sites (I thought they would be a lot smaller) I know they did a great job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glad it's over with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Thanks to my dear friends Kristine and Christina for helping us.  What would I do without these amazing people in my life...  I'm just so grateful.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-1706724352294412193?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/rough-day-for-davis.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/rough-day-for-davis.html</guid> <pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 21:24:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Quiet Book(s)</title> <description>Finally finished! This is a project that my mom started when her kids were little, and she never finished it. I found it one day when we were going through some of her craft stuff, and I asked her if I could finish it (with her help of course). We have been working on this project every chance we could whenever we have been together over the past few years, and we were finally able to finish it since Peter was willing to let me extend my last trip home. Thanks Babe! When I inherited this project, most of the painting was already done on the pages, but we only had patterns for a few of the pages, so we had to pull out our creativity genes, and I personally am not a very creative person. I am very much a pattern follower. But we had fun doing it, and hopefully my children will have lots of fun playing with it. It started out as one 10 page book (double sided, so 20 activities all together), but it was so think by the time we finished it that we decided to create a little more work for ourselves, and make two covers instead of one, so now we have two books. Here are the pictures of the much anticipaetd quiet book(s):&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iWbqp47DI/AAAAAAAACfs/MJrx-ITQans/s1600-h/IMG_8999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442765551727864882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iWbqp47DI/AAAAAAAACfs/MJrx-ITQans/s400/IMG_8999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iWG8aBPBI/AAAAAAAACfk/eS6bXRag2yg/s1600-h/IMG_9000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442765195715886098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iWG8aBPBI/AAAAAAAACfk/eS6bXRag2yg/s400/IMG_9000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The shapes velcro off and on, and there is a little zipper down the side of the sack, so you can put the shapes inside the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iWGcEy98I/AAAAAAAACfc/Oarr33B-e0g/s1600-h/IMG_9001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442765187036936130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iWGcEy98I/AAAAAAAACfc/Oarr33B-e0g/s400/IMG_9001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Up, Up and Away - the hot air balloons move up and down, and the airplane flies through the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Race Track - the road signs velcro off and on, and the car slides into the little garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442765180961943074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iWGFcZ7iI/AAAAAAAACfU/4BCGh5YFgB4/s400/IMG_9002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iWFlKyWZI/AAAAAAAACfM/t4pDjZi_tE4/s1600-h/IMG_9004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442765172298111378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iWFlKyWZI/AAAAAAAACfM/t4pDjZi_tE4/s400/IMG_9004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Potato Head (Willy) - there are different face options in the little pocket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Treasure Chest - the key unlocks the little lock on the treasure chest, and the front piece of the chest is a little pocket to hide a new treasure in every time they play with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iWFatNyRI/AAAAAAAACfE/bmsMGmzboPM/s1600-h/IMG_9005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442765169489725714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iWFatNyRI/AAAAAAAACfE/bmsMGmzboPM/s400/IMG_9005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack-in-the-box (pretty much self explanatory)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children of the World - the boot unlaces, and there are children from all over the world hidden inside the boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iUzBhg3TI/AAAAAAAACe8/MH2WMwKdQiw/s1600-h/IMG_9007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442763753980484914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iUzBhg3TI/AAAAAAAACe8/MH2WMwKdQiw/s400/IMG_9007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iUy40ZG9I/AAAAAAAACe0/6pQ7E9u_Sb8/s1600-h/IMG_9008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442763751643749330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iUy40ZG9I/AAAAAAAACe0/6pQ7E9u_Sb8/s400/IMG_9008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Animals live in the little barn door pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iUyTIQarI/AAAAAAAACes/eT-YOSEcTtU/s1600-h/IMG_9009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442763741526518450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iUyTIQarI/AAAAAAAACes/eT-YOSEcTtU/s400/IMG_9009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iUx2FMWZI/AAAAAAAACek/oOlXgcdZyTw/s1600-h/IMG_9010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442763733729040786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iUx2FMWZI/AAAAAAAACek/oOlXgcdZyTw/s400/IMG_9010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balloons snap off and on, and the color wheel on the bottom matches up with the balloon colors.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iUxX1j3KI/AAAAAAAACec/InIw_KoqFiY/s1600-h/IMG_9011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442763725610409122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iUxX1j3KI/AAAAAAAACec/InIw_KoqFiY/s400/IMG_9011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can braid the little girl's hair, and the flowers button off and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iSxgLdutI/AAAAAAAACeU/MbqvlZuFDGw/s1600-h/IMG_9012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442761528826510034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iSxgLdutI/AAAAAAAACeU/MbqvlZuFDGw/s400/IMG_9012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cuckoo clock - the little birdie slides in and out, and the hands on the clock move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kite - the beads slide up and down the strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iSxP7ncpI/AAAAAAAACeM/dWjVwDNTbgc/s1600-h/IMG_9013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442761524465070738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iSxP7ncpI/AAAAAAAACeM/dWjVwDNTbgc/s400/IMG_9013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flower - the petals velcro off and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letter Writing - you can write letters in the notepad, and place them inside the mailbox (don't forget to put the flag up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iSwiXld-I/AAAAAAAACeE/gBGr4uYO5I4/s1600-h/IMG_9014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442761512234350562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iSwiXld-I/AAAAAAAACeE/gBGr4uYO5I4/s400/IMG_9014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tree - blossoms, green leaves, and colorful fall leaves velcro off and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phone - the coins velcro off and on, and can be kept in the little change pouch, the phone can be dialed like an old rotary phone (this is an antique), and the phone can be unhooked for you to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iSwabKW1I/AAAAAAAACd8/9x5dk_VEw60/s1600-h/IMG_9015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442761510101867346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iSwabKW1I/AAAAAAAACd8/9x5dk_VEw60/s400/IMG_9015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tic-Tac-Toe - the X's and O's are magnetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clown face - different face options are kept in the pockets on the gloves, and can be velcroed off and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iSv3F_TzI/AAAAAAAACd0/XgJyN4FeoY0/s1600-h/IMG_9016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442761500617822002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iSv3F_TzI/AAAAAAAACd0/XgJyN4FeoY0/s400/IMG_9016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The little baby doll comes out of the cradle and can be swadled. We are still in search of the perfect little baby doll for this page, but this is our temporary solution.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-5660390117915756326?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/quiet-books.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/quiet-books.html</guid> <pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 21:22:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: 11 Months</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iP-yZjCBI/AAAAAAAACds/eXZ7p-3my_s/s1600-h/IMG_8961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442758458520832018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4iP-yZjCBI/AAAAAAAACds/eXZ7p-3my_s/s400/IMG_8961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is a few weeks late, but better late than never. I can't believe Brody is going to be 1 year old in just a few weeks. It has been so fun to watch him learn and grow over the past 11 months. I can't believe how much my little baby has grown and learned. Some of his latest accomplishments include: sitting up on his own, pulling up on everything (including the crib and teething on it - I just ordered a crib rail protector, so I'm anxious to get that), going up and down the step into the dining room by himself, pulling the leaves off my fake tree (I just realized the other day that Timber hadn't gotten into the tree for a while, and now I have to worry about Brody), blowing kisses, playing fetch with Timber (they are becoming quite good buddies these days), and standing up in the bath tub every chance he gets (no matter how many times I sit him back down). I'm sure I'm forgetting something, but that's all my prego brain can remember at the moment. He loves to explore everything, and can be quite the little trouble maker at times. I am anxious for him to start walking, just because it is so hard for me to carry him around very much, especially being 5 months pregnant, and it's only going to get worse. But at the same time, I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to keep up with him once he starts running around, especially being pregnant. I imagine it will be somewhat similar to me trying to chase Timber around the house when he was an energetic little puppy and I was a big ol pregnant lady. I was not amused at the time, but I'm sure it would have been entertaining to be a fly on the wall. We love our little Brody Bear! He is such a blessing in our lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-2047706419297833234?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/11-moths.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/11-moths.html</guid> <pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 21:02:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Choo Choo Train</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dKKy9w84I/AAAAAAAACdk/duzWLER8Be4/s1600-h/IMG_8976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442400224040514434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dKKy9w84I/AAAAAAAACdk/duzWLER8Be4/s400/IMG_8976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dKKsMG46I/AAAAAAAACdc/XyEbfpMfV_w/s1600-h/IMG_8980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442400222221624226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dKKsMG46I/AAAAAAAACdc/XyEbfpMfV_w/s400/IMG_8980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dI33QOlzI/AAAAAAAACdU/eISunNOqy6M/s1600-h/IMG_8955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442398799262553906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dI33QOlzI/AAAAAAAACdU/eISunNOqy6M/s400/IMG_8955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents left their Christmas train and village up for Brody to see. He loved sitting there and watching the train go by. I'm sure we'll have to get him a train of his own some day. &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/2108865165340146657-1090925068809631164?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/choo-choo-train.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/choo-choo-train.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 22:03:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Riverfront Park</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dCUpo5ugI/AAAAAAAACcU/1k_Py2lLD_k/s1600-h/200_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442391597242759682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dCUpo5ugI/AAAAAAAACcU/1k_Py2lLD_k/s400/200_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feeding the ducks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dDS9krPII/AAAAAAAACck/dSIIIWOBv44/s1600-h/200_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442392667745631362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dDS9krPII/AAAAAAAACck/dSIIIWOBv44/s400/200_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeding the Garbage Goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dDSZa_9SI/AAAAAAAACcc/NHIbDOtILEw/s1600-h/200_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442392658041369890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dDSZa_9SI/AAAAAAAACcc/NHIbDOtILEw/s400/200_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dEefC81HI/AAAAAAAACc0/Zqo0zV-fH4M/s1600-h/200_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442393965221172338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dEefC81HI/AAAAAAAACc0/Zqo0zV-fH4M/s400/200_0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wagon slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dEdQBDuBI/AAAAAAAACcs/5rvdPk8qbsA/s1600-h/201_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442393944006834194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dEdQBDuBI/AAAAAAAACcs/5rvdPk8qbsA/s400/201_0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dGAwYiTUI/AAAAAAAACdE/6IG_WG0nXOo/s1600-h/200_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442395653502291266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dGAwYiTUI/AAAAAAAACdE/6IG_WG0nXOo/s400/200_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dGAVeeoRI/AAAAAAAACc8/krkwEmEfxEA/s1600-h/201_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442395646279459090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4dGAVeeoRI/AAAAAAAACc8/krkwEmEfxEA/s400/201_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-2432228101785130265?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/riverfront-park.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/riverfront-park.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 21:33:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Concert Pianist</title> <description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-64.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1080863910591886692&amp;amp;site=widget-64.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910591886692&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-64.slide.com/p1/1080863910591886692/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910591886692&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-64.slide.com/p2/1080863910591886692/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=1080863910591886692&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-64.slide.com/p4/1080863910591886692/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brody entertained us with his piano skills.  It was seriously hilarious!  He was so serious about playing the piano, and when I pulled out some sheet music, he even acted like he was really reading the music.  He would stop playing and wait for us all to clap, and then he would entertain us with an encore.  I wished we had our video camera with us.  Maybe next time.  It was priceless!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-5205551645158376552?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/concert-pianist.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/concert-pianist.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 21:22:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: First Haircut</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4c42h9mV-I/AAAAAAAACcM/CdwKX3oYkZo/s1600-h/IMG_8925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442381184181360610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4c42h9mV-I/AAAAAAAACcM/CdwKX3oYkZo/s400/IMG_8925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brody has had a few trims around the ears over the past 11 months, but it was finally time for a real haircut, so while we were home my mom managed to give him a great haircut.  He was a trooper, and we were impressed with how well he did under the scissors.  We went through a lot of cheerios, but it was well worth it.  He looks more like a little boy now than a baby.  I guess my little baby is growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-6526228120730956223?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-haircut.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-haircut.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 20:57:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: New Hat</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4c3qrSpdsI/AAAAAAAACcE/qKOZaSyNCbk/s1600-h/IMG_8879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442379881015506626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4c3qrSpdsI/AAAAAAAACcE/qKOZaSyNCbk/s400/IMG_8879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brody's Granny (my mom) made him this adorable crocheted hat.  He gets compliments on it everywhere we go.  This picture doesn't do the hat justice.  It is so much cuter than it looks here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-2690687771101055839?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-hat.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-hat.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 20:52:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: The courage to CTR</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got this idea from my friend Kristine... who got it from our friend Amy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love to find great mothers and then pester them with questions about their parenting ideas and of course copy them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ain't no dummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been trying to encourage the kids to do things that challenge them and might even be a little scary.  I feel like it is getting harder and harder for our kids to do what is right and often they stand out because of it and sometimes even get teased for it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is our "courage jar". &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441896668861871426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4WAMBvktUI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/yYAEjv7tcus/s400/DSC_0890+copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When any of us (including Trevor and I) do anything courageous we get to decide how many fuzzies we think we deserve to put in the jar (up to 5 for each act).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It can be anything and is different for each of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For example Megan gave herself 5 fuzzies for pulling out her tooth and she deserved every one of those fuzzies... she was terrified but she did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hallie gave herself 3 fuzzies for asking a boy to stop saying a bad word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I added some fuzzies to the jar for doing a little missionary work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Campbell  got some fuzzies for working on some of his potty training goals (I'll  leave it at that).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the jar is full (150 fuzzies) we are going either &lt;a href="http://www.greatwolf.com/mason/waterpark"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.childrensmuseum.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for an over-nighter and a little family fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, it has been working great so I thought I'd pass the idea along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Kristine and Amy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-2142595983085173403?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/courage-to-ctr.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/courage-to-ctr.html</guid> <pubDate>Wed, 24 Feb 2010 14:31:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Priest Lake</title> <description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-e0.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1080863910591878880&amp;amp;site=widget-e0.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910591878880&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e0.slide.com/p1/1080863910591878880/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1080863910591878880&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e0.slide.com/p2/1080863910591878880/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=1080863910591878880&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e0.slide.com/p4/1080863910591878880/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had an awesome trip up to Priest Lake, ID while we were home. We made this trip two years ago, and spent some time snowmobiling in northern Idaho with both of our parents. The snow was incredible that year, and we had such an amazing time we all couldn't wait to go back. This year the snow wasn't quite as great, and I didn't go snowmobiling due to the fact that I'm pregnant, so Brody, my mom, Peter's dad, and myself all hung out at the cabin while Peter, his mom and my dad enjoyed the trails. I did miss the snowmobiling, but I know there will be opportunities later in life. Right now my life is about taking care of my babies. We all had a great time! Brody got to experience snow for the first time in his life. I think he likes it. We ate lots of yummy food, had nice warm fires in the cabin, played lots of fun games, and created some great memories together. We look forward to doing it again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-4674958186261863281?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-had-awesome-trip-up-to-priest-lake.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-had-awesome-trip-up-to-priest-lake.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 22:17:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Airplane</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4SfzczuK8I/AAAAAAAACb8/5BhcddTtJi0/s1600-h/199_9988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441649956025674690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4SfzczuK8I/AAAAAAAACb8/5BhcddTtJi0/s400/199_9988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brody's not even a year old yet, and he's already been on three roundtrip airplane rides.  He does so well on the airplane, that the passengers around us always compliment him.  This is Brody with his new airplane from Grandma and Grandpa Raber.  He loves it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-3400963552106308684?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/airplane.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/airplane.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 21:40:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: House Work</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4ScdrX03pI/AAAAAAAACb0/6BekhJbThi0/s1600-h/IMG_8701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441646283443199634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4ScdrX03pI/AAAAAAAACb0/6BekhJbThi0/s400/IMG_8701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm training my boy young.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In reality, Brody discovered the mop, and when I tried to take it away from him, he threw a fit, so we let him play with it, and even managed to get some house cleaning done at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-1390269043309436212?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/house-work.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/house-work.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 21:24:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: First Word</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4SbnlphcnI/AAAAAAAACbs/Z5xXfreWnNE/s1600-h/IMG_8610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441645354193875570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S4SbnlphcnI/AAAAAAAACbs/Z5xXfreWnNE/s400/IMG_8610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really behind on my blogging, and a lot has happened since our last post, so I plan to do a lot of blogging over the next few days whenever I get a spare moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brody's first word was uttered several months ago, however, more recently he has actually come to understand the meaning of the word. His first word was "ma ma," shortly followed by "da da." He definitely knows who we are now, but he is still content to go to just about anyone. He is such a social little guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-4664187181805462701?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-word.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-word.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 21:15:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Bill's Photo Gallery: Seminary 1961</title> <description>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0 5px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/billgrubbs1/Seminary1961"&gt;&lt;img style="border:1px solid #5C7FB9" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_SFbdbDr69MM/S4KzbI-9jOE/AAAAAAAAWC0/dcdUAo5DFmw/s160-c/Seminary1961.jpg" alt="Seminary 1961"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font color="#6B6B6B"&gt;Date: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;Feb 22, 2010&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font color="#6B6B6B"&gt;Number of Photos in Album: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/billgrubbs1/Seminary1961"&gt;&lt;font color=\"#3964C2\"&gt;View Album&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description> <link>http://picasaweb.google.com/billgrubbs1/Seminary1961</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://picasaweb.google.com/billgrubbs1/Seminary1961</guid> <pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 16:27:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Randomness... in pictures</title> <description>&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LTE54z3GI/AAAAAAAAAt4/fW_HFt9aNa4/s1600-h/DSC_9842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LTE54z3GI/AAAAAAAAAt4/fW_HFt9aNa4/s320/DSC_9842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441143381029018722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heart Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LMDXhJZMI/AAAAAAAAAtw/PuV9CKqrYJg/s1600-h/DSC_0627+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LMDXhJZMI/AAAAAAAAAtw/PuV9CKqrYJg/s320/DSC_0627+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441135658041697474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've had crazy amounts of snow in Kentucky this winter.  School has been cancelled several times this month (stop laughing Utahns). ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LMC1J0meI/AAAAAAAAAto/KHAu7uDaWTA/s1600-h/DSC_0637+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LMC1J0meI/AAAAAAAAAto/KHAu7uDaWTA/s320/DSC_0637+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441135648817060322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lots of snow means drinking lots of hot cocoa and I'm seriously missing Stephens Gourmet Mint Truffle.   Not too many hot chocolate options out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LMCmWkE-I/AAAAAAAAAtg/KeOvcCU7A5o/s1600-h/DSC_0804+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LMCmWkE-I/AAAAAAAAAtg/KeOvcCU7A5o/s320/DSC_0804+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441135644843971554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this picture of the kids watching daddy snow blow the driveway (thanks for sharing with us Brett).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LMCOWbhSI/AAAAAAAAAtY/0BPM5_Zuiug/s1600-h/DSC_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LMCOWbhSI/AAAAAAAAAtY/0BPM5_Zuiug/s320/DSC_0807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441135638400959778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick last Monday and so Trev was in charge.  He put up a HUGE 3-room tent in our family room.  The kids were in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LMBhlxo6I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VPwVWrXd-H4/s1600-h/DSC_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LMBhlxo6I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VPwVWrXd-H4/s320/DSC_0809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441135626385728418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LGxgC3qLI/AAAAAAAAAtI/pMGbZn0qoPU/s1600-h/DSC_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LGxgC3qLI/AAAAAAAAAtI/pMGbZn0qoPU/s320/DSC_0839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441129853534841010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I caught Davis like this the other day.  He pulled down the couch cushions and then swiped a cookie to enjoy while he lounged on top of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LGxLTtTPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/RQ31-UlNLeQ/s1600-h/DSC_0849+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LGxLTtTPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/RQ31-UlNLeQ/s320/DSC_0849+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441129847968320754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little tub time for Davis and Campbell.  Check out Davis' eyelashes... I'm jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LGw1BVz4I/AAAAAAAAAs4/tcV1s1kyKXg/s1600-h/DSC_0850+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LGw1BVz4I/AAAAAAAAAs4/tcV1s1kyKXg/s320/DSC_0850+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441129841985703810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Davis thinks everything is a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LGwcgPefI/AAAAAAAAAsw/d61KWXHmtJY/s1600-h/DSC_0857+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LGwcgPefI/AAAAAAAAAsw/d61KWXHmtJY/s320/DSC_0857+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441129835404425714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a  href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LGvhhifLI/AAAAAAAAAso/kDDE3pLBQVo/s1600-h/DSC_0863+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S4LGvhhifLI/AAAAAAAAAso/kDDE3pLBQVo/s320/DSC_0863+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441129819572174002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Freshly bathed and ready to wrestle with Daddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-2785863032078436222?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/randomness-in-pictures.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/randomness-in-pictures.html</guid> <pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 12:40:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: A Day of LOVE</title> <description>(Heart-attacking our house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FMl8XZXhI/AAAAAAAAETw/AilNJ8zHmz4/s1600-h/DSC_0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440714039583399442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FMl8XZXhI/AAAAAAAAETw/AilNJ8zHmz4/s320/DSC_0817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FMkJYSWjI/AAAAAAAAETQ/HA8AmHtbnaU/s1600-h/DSC_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440714008717056562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FMkJYSWjI/AAAAAAAAETQ/HA8AmHtbnaU/s320/DSC_0820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor is not a romantic and quite frankly neither am I so Valentine's Day has never been a big holiday for us.&lt;br /&gt;This year (and from now on) I decided I wanted to focus on the LOVE part of Valentines and on doing things for our family to help everyone feel how much they are loved. I got a great idea from my friend &lt;a href="http://williamstrek.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lacey&lt;/a&gt; and I had the girls help me cut out tons of hearts and write things we love about each member of our family on the hearts. Valentines morning we hung the hearts up all over the house for everyone to read. It was so fun to read some of the things they wrote like Hallie's heart that said "I love playing Up high, Down low, on the side, too slow with Dad." and Megan's heart that said, " I love Davis' chubby hugs."&lt;br /&gt;This will definitely be a new tradition for us. Thanks &lt;a href="http://williamstrek.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lacey&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FMlo7UZoI/AAAAAAAAETo/vfP54QYynyM/s1600-h/DSC_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440714034365359746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FMlo7UZoI/AAAAAAAAETo/vfP54QYynyM/s320/DSC_0814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A traditional we have had since Trev and I were first married is a Valentine's Treasure Hunt. The kids love this and it's fun for me to come up with the clues and of course the treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FMko5iabI/AAAAAAAAETY/hJlYgPLoPUM/s1600-h/DSC_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440714017178020274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FMko5iabI/AAAAAAAAETY/hJlYgPLoPUM/s320/DSC_0778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a  href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FMlK519TI/AAAAAAAAETg/hxdXG0Kcxew/s1600-h/DSC_0779+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440714026306106674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FMlK519TI/AAAAAAAAETg/hxdXG0Kcxew/s320/DSC_0779+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FGx2ox5LI/AAAAAAAAETI/iFCX3jcS_a8/s1600-h/DSC_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440707647134360754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FGx2ox5LI/AAAAAAAAETI/iFCX3jcS_a8/s320/DSC_0783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FGxYF5tiI/AAAAAAAAETA/A-GAHUBNBEg/s1600-h/DSC_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440707638935008802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FGxYF5tiI/AAAAAAAAETA/A-GAHUBNBEg/s320/DSC_0777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FGwh4ntdI/AAAAAAAAES4/yuI9Niwmpp8/s1600-h/DSC_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440707624383788498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FGwh4ntdI/AAAAAAAAES4/yuI9Niwmpp8/s320/DSC_0784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After running up and down the stairs about 5 times ( I like to wear them out) in search of clues they finally found their treasures in our closet.&lt;br /&gt;Love letters, treats, and a toy. Hallie and Megan got some more "littlest pet shop" animals. I love to give these to the girls because it is one thing they love to play with together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as they found the new toys they were off to their room to play happily together ... love that. I came up about an hour later and had to take some pictures of how they set them up.&lt;br /&gt;This is the other reason I love to give them these little animals... so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FGwO8r_rI/AAAAAAAAESw/yZXzgHsDVuo/s1600-h/DSC_0787+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440707619300572850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FGwO8r_rI/AAAAAAAAESw/yZXzgHsDVuo/s320/DSC_0787+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(love how they put all the fish and frogs in the bathtub)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FGvbz8xKI/AAAAAAAAESo/ZiQvumvXF_E/s1600-h/DSC_0791+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440707605573715106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FGvbz8xKI/AAAAAAAAESo/ZiQvumvXF_E/s320/DSC_0791+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4E_UI-fPWI/AAAAAAAAESg/TCu5nhSKCss/s1600-h/DSC_0792+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440699440079781218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4E_UI-fPWI/AAAAAAAAESg/TCu5nhSKCss/s320/DSC_0792+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4E_TgLe8fI/AAAAAAAAESY/hTYLLdVV1tU/s1600-h/DSC_0794+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 253px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440699429128434162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4E_TgLe8fI/AAAAAAAAESY/hTYLLdVV1tU/s320/DSC_0794+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4E_TGXy2VI/AAAAAAAAESQ/h2ZM0h3CvOA/s1600-h/DSC_0797+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440699422200748370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4E_TGXy2VI/AAAAAAAAESQ/h2ZM0h3CvOA/s320/DSC_0797+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4E_SWO8kVI/AAAAAAAAESI/eUE0BjSidiU/s1600-h/DSC_0799+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440699409278734674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4E_SWO8kVI/AAAAAAAAESI/eUE0BjSidiU/s320/DSC_0799+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4E_R-ivzcI/AAAAAAAAESA/kdvIqOh_Py0/s1600-h/DSC_0800+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440699402919333314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4E_R-ivzcI/AAAAAAAAESA/kdvIqOh_Py0/s320/DSC_0800+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked a nice dinner... made with lots of love and then we thought it would be good to spend a little time at the local Nursing Home and share a little love with those folks. So, the girls made some Valentine cards to pass out and we went with our good friends to the Friendship Manor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FTYgKxQxI/AAAAAAAAET4/Ant5Hzc5Kug/s1600-h/DSCN0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440721505257341714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FTYgKxQxI/AAAAAAAAET4/Ant5Hzc5Kug/s320/DSCN0418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FTac15TjI/AAAAAAAAEUY/xE1ZeBhqxt8/s1600-h/DSCN0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440721538724220466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FTac15TjI/AAAAAAAAEUY/xE1ZeBhqxt8/s320/DSCN0430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FTaB5G8aI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/h9Hr6Xa8nvk/s1600-h/DSCN0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440721531489939874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FTaB5G8aI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/h9Hr6Xa8nvk/s320/DSCN0426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FTZkS2hYI/AAAAAAAAEUI/d9DcYhfru7E/s1600-h/DSCN0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440721523544851842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FTZkS2hYI/AAAAAAAAEUI/d9DcYhfru7E/s320/DSCN0425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FTZAv0KFI/AAAAAAAAEUA/1W-8FQasBSs/s1600-h/DSCN0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440721514002655314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FTZAv0KFI/AAAAAAAAEUA/1W-8FQasBSs/s320/DSCN0424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! 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 <item> <title>The Plasters Fearsome Four: Hadley's First Bowling Experiance</title> <description>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f2d5d68241505ebc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Df2d5d68241505ebc%26itag%3D5%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26app%3Dblogger%26et%3Dplay%26el%3DEMBEDDED%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1270238696%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D9DBCF5D8DA6F3D964C073ADCAD94FE3A25CCF5F.81BA43D2E9E9B3B44472F97F3EAB16196F44AC7C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df2d5d68241505ebc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DQiZc88MfTurxQqSOM2kKpQcfI58&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Df2d5d68241505ebc%26itag%3D5%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26app%3Dblogger%26et%3Dplay%26el%3DEMBEDDED%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1270238696%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D9DBCF5D8DA6F3D964C073ADCAD94FE3A25CCF5F.81BA43D2E9E9B3B44472F97F3EAB16196F44AC7C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df2d5d68241505ebc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DQiZc88MfTurxQqSOM2kKpQcfI58&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4980506754866724796-255412589217267999?l=tcplaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/02/hadleys-first-bowling-experiance.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/02/hadleys-first-bowling-experiance.html</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2010 10:52:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Campbell through the years... all 3 of them</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4Fykv81GhI/AAAAAAAAEVo/q8QktSKtmuc/s1600-h/DSCN0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440755800512731666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4Fykv81GhI/AAAAAAAAEVo/q8QktSKtmuc/s320/DSCN0300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FykER9wGI/AAAAAAAAEVg/S_5goDTSN0I/s1600-h/Julie0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440755788790218850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FykER9wGI/AAAAAAAAEVg/S_5goDTSN0I/s320/Julie0312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FyjgF4yOI/AAAAAAAAEVY/7Rh4ERNf6qM/s1600-h/DSC_1480a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440755779075885282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FyjgF4yOI/AAAAAAAAEVY/7Rh4ERNf6qM/s320/DSC_1480a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FyiiAKk7I/AAAAAAAAEVI/-xCEvKH5tls/s1600-h/CIMG1268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440755762408887218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4FyiiAKk7I/AAAAAAAAEVI/-xCEvKH5tls/s320/CIMG1268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4Ft_46k8eI/AAAAAAAAEVA/qQvk7ZNCwLw/s1600-h/DSC_1984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440750769217532386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4Ft_46k8eI/AAAAAAAAEVA/qQvk7ZNCwLw/s320/DSC_1984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4Ft_Ye_qtI/AAAAAAAAEU4/-q7XC1LoHvw/s1600-h/DSC_2012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440750760511908562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4Ft_Ye_qtI/AAAAAAAAEU4/-q7XC1LoHvw/s320/DSC_2012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4Ft-bf2srI/AAAAAAAAEUo/p7EXZpUrOwA/s1600-h/DSC_3661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440750744140952242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4Ft-bf2srI/AAAAAAAAEUo/p7EXZpUrOwA/s320/DSC_3661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4Ft9vZlQYI/AAAAAAAAEUg/cD-PeTnpYak/s1600-h/DSC_4035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440750732303483266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S4Ft9vZlQYI/AAAAAAAAEUg/cD-PeTnpYak/s320/DSC_4035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3rHET6dqPI/AAAAAAAAERw/VuxyH2HyL0E/s1600-h/DSC_4745b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438878376882186482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3rHET6dqPI/AAAAAAAAERw/VuxyH2HyL0E/s320/DSC_4745b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3rHEFpAD9I/AAAAAAAAERo/Qz6gNu8WXWk/s1600-h/DSC_8023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438878373050847186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3rHEFpAD9I/AAAAAAAAERo/Qz6gNu8WXWk/s320/DSC_8023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3rHDl1ps3I/AAAAAAAAERg/5cwqx5kofrw/s1600-h/DSC_9596+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438878364513973106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3rHDl1ps3I/AAAAAAAAERg/5cwqx5kofrw/s320/DSC_9596+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This kid is fun, fun, fun! I can honestly say he makes me laugh every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves to put on his "super Campbell" cape and run around the house announcing, "To the rescue!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If he spills something he is quick to say, "I'n so sorry Mommy, I'n so sorry." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has a bad habit of wiping his nose on his sleeve and we were discussing this the other day.  I told him he needed to use a Kleenex and Hallie said, "I hope he isn't still doing that when he dates!"  Megan added, "Yeah, or if he gives her a hug and wipes his nose on her shoulder! Ewww!" lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Campbell eats and eats and is still hungry.  He tells me "I need somefin for my mouff."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I am typing this he is telling me, "Megan pushed me... she need to go to time out!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We just love this little guy.  He brings so much sunshine and yes, a little craziness into our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love him for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAMPBELL!!&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/1598949043874352903-5627591066481248268?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/campbell-through-years-all-3-of-them.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/campbell-through-years-all-3-of-them.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 11:14:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Campbell turns 3!</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q_S-c7XzI/AAAAAAAAERY/LbfQuJzsfpk/s1600-h/DSC_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438869832726175538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q_S-c7XzI/AAAAAAAAERY/LbfQuJzsfpk/s320/DSC_0684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday, Feb 13&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Campbell's&lt;/span&gt; 3rd birthday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was full of presents, yummy food, and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q_SaHhNfI/AAAAAAAAERQ/TYJAlNFyfi4/s1600-h/DSC_0692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438869822972704242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q_SaHhNfI/AAAAAAAAERQ/TYJAlNFyfi4/s320/DSC_0692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q_SLatMnI/AAAAAAAAERI/Q316CJMGRbw/s1600-h/DSC_0698+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438869819026649714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q_SLatMnI/AAAAAAAAERI/Q316CJMGRbw/s320/DSC_0698+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q7ER2cJHI/AAAAAAAAERA/4mGLNZxxy_0/s1600-h/DSC_0724+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438865182188905586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q7ER2cJHI/AAAAAAAAERA/4mGLNZxxy_0/s320/DSC_0724+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This kid keeps us laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q7D523bII/AAAAAAAAEQ4/iXDnd5_mToU/s1600-h/DSC_0726+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438865175748242562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q7D523bII/AAAAAAAAEQ4/iXDnd5_mToU/s320/DSC_0726+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q7DdbLhXI/AAAAAAAAEQw/Tn-Ee33yVos/s1600-h/DSC_0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438865168115926386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3q7DdbLhXI/AAAAAAAAEQw/Tn-Ee33yVos/s320/DSC_0729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He thought Hallie's glasses needed a little welding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3qpOdTSJYI/AAAAAAAAEQo/VNRoP_BLGic/s1600-h/DSC_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438845565852067202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3qpOdTSJYI/AAAAAAAAEQo/VNRoP_BLGic/s320/DSC_0743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you hugs for Meg and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3qpNxooonI/AAAAAAAAEQg/uc8X-1zG3IE/s1600-h/DSC_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438845554130461298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3qpNxooonI/AAAAAAAAEQg/uc8X-1zG3IE/s320/DSC_0744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3qpNQtFjXI/AAAAAAAAEQY/amQ9ndJJOTk/s1600-h/DSC_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438845545290763634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3qpNQtFjXI/AAAAAAAAEQY/amQ9ndJJOTk/s320/DSC_0761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying his new crazy straws.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Water tastes so much better when you drink it from a crazy straw... just ask Cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3qpM41znMI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/WePlTH3syHM/s1600-h/DSC_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438845538884885698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3qpM41znMI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/WePlTH3syHM/s320/DSC_0771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ice cream and cake with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3qpMWNHSpI/AAAAAAAAEQI/vFzkJQD01R8/s1600-h/DSC_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438845529587403410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3qpMWNHSpI/AAAAAAAAEQI/vFzkJQD01R8/s320/DSC_0774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blowing out the candles is harder than it looks!&lt;br /&gt;What a fun day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAMPBELL-MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-8106167806629884226?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/campbell-turns-3.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/campbell-turns-3.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 08:55:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>the plasters: </title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S3iD_e7MMZI/AAAAAAAAAyA/s0WbYNmVDco/s1600-h/IMG_1944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438241676706197906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S3iD_e7MMZI/AAAAAAAAAyA/s0WbYNmVDco/s400/IMG_1944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HaPpY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;V.A.L.E.N.T.I.N.E.'.S&lt;/span&gt; DaY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love you Brandon! Thanks for making me laugh everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028363206699813696-7003567068319939141?l=karencannonrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-v.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-v.html</guid> <pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 15:13:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: </title> <description>&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S3eHpl07bQI/AAAAAAAAAsc/q1Rf6e5d3oo/s1600-h/DSC_8792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W0iXD8l4DOk/S3eHpl07bQI/AAAAAAAAAsc/q1Rf6e5d3oo/s320/DSC_8792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437964223671659778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day Kathryn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Kathryn at a party on the 3rd of July and my life was never the same.  We ate dinner and played buddy tag and she was my buddy.  I was immediately attracted to her - she was so genuine and of course beautiful.  I am one lucky dude:) Thank you Kathryn for giving me a chance and for these 4 little kiddos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-1900716976520924419?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-kathryn.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-kathryn.html</guid> <pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 00:05:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Mothers- this is worth watching</title> <description>I know it is nearly 8 minutes long and 8 minutes can be hard to come by but I promise it is worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/olSyCLJU3O0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/olSyCLJU3O0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-3292139448601886985?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/mothers-this-is-worth-watching.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/mothers-this-is-worth-watching.html</guid> <pubDate>Wed, 10 Feb 2010 10:19:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Our little monkey</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't even tell you how much fun this little guy is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took these pictures the other day of Davis examining Trevor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436222415728138290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3FXfBl92DI/AAAAAAAAEPo/VOVqQw5olqA/s400/DSC_0570+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436222433473656146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3FXgDs09VI/AAAAAAAAEP4/dfewlyICank/s400/DSC_0573+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436222426120795362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3FXfoTxNOI/AAAAAAAAEPw/CZmIix2ft68/s400/DSC_0571+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3FXenogJLI/AAAAAAAAEPg/FHTQChn8y1s/s1600-h/DSC_0569+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436222408759452850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3FXenogJLI/AAAAAAAAEPg/FHTQChn8y1s/s400/DSC_0569+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436222400846320802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S3FXeKJ3VKI/AAAAAAAAEPY/dETdpcgawLE/s400/DSC_0566+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-6799311797466444425?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-little-monkey.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-little-monkey.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 09 Feb 2010 07:19:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>2 Boys, 2 Girls, 1 Mom Blogging Wildly: Christmas PJ's</title> <description>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25wN0DaFqI/AAAAAAAAHhI/W5oKOpuqTNs/s1600-h/ChristmasPJs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25wN0DaFqI/AAAAAAAAHhI/W5oKOpuqTNs/s320/ChristmasPJs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The whole family in their matching pj's.  Handmade by myself and my sister Celeste.  Yes, while she was here visiting with her 2 toddlers we decided to make 10 pairs of pajama pants.  Not that either of us had ever made a single pair of pajamas, but we do love a challenge :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25wOJd8wuI/AAAAAAAAHhQ/Z2STJxf5YVM/s1600-h/christmas+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25wOJd8wuI/AAAAAAAAHhQ/Z2STJxf5YVM/s320/christmas+036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Granny and Papa flew in Christmas eve, we loved having them here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25wOpN_-UI/AAAAAAAAHhY/ANjXGwOElAI/s1600-h/2009-12-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25wOpN_-UI/AAAAAAAAHhY/ANjXGwOElAI/s320/2009-12-23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Getting ready for Santa by putting out the stockings.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34088493-547562763837860482?l=plasterfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://plasterfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas-pjs.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://plasterfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas-pjs.html</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 23:47:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>2 Boys, 2 Girls, 1 Mom Blogging Wildly: Christmas Picture</title> <description>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25sRusMX-I/AAAAAAAAHhA/mAKmJF5Afb8/s1600-h/christmas+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25sRusMX-I/AAAAAAAAHhA/mAKmJF5Afb8/s320/christmas+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I just love Sundays in December when I get to dress the kids up in Christmas colors all month long.  (Yet why do I always forget to take the picture until AFTER church when everyone is tired and cranky?  Especially mom...lol)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34088493-7123538171318846101?l=plasterfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://plasterfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas-picture.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://plasterfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas-picture.html</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 23:31:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>2 Boys, 2 Girls, 1 Mom Blogging Wildly: Santa Pictures</title> <description>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25q0Qj08xI/AAAAAAAAHgg/8FsM-m9KQ6Y/s1600-h/christmas+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25q0Qj08xI/AAAAAAAAHgg/8FsM-m9KQ6Y/s320/christmas+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Jaycie was not so sure about this guy, but was promised a candy cane :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25q0zaCloI/AAAAAAAAHgo/S6mPouQWsfk/s1600-h/christmas+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25q0zaCloI/AAAAAAAAHgo/S6mPouQWsfk/s320/christmas+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The boys with Santa. Lovin Kimball's santa socks. &lt;br /&gt;Of course I missed getting a picture of Aubrielle, and when I tried to she ran out of the room gagging on a cookie.  Apparently she doesn't like those little round ball cookies covered in powdered sugar, who knew.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34088493-1121836679606641913?l=plasterfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://plasterfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/santa-pictures.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://plasterfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/santa-pictures.html</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 23:24:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Angela's Photo Gallery: DaddyDaughter</title> <description>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0 5px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/angelaplaster/DaddyDaughter"&gt;&lt;img style="border:1px solid #5C7FB9" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FAJHYC9k9bg/S25c0ARjW9E/AAAAAAAAHgc/TCOWQ1LZEBM/s160-c/DaddyDaughter.jpg" alt="DaddyDaughter"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font color="#6B6B6B"&gt;Date: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;Feb 5, 2010&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font color="#6B6B6B"&gt;Number of Photos in Album: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;107&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/angelaplaster/DaddyDaughter"&gt;&lt;font color=\"#3964C2\"&gt;View Album&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description> <link>http://picasaweb.google.com/angelaplaster/DaddyDaughter</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://picasaweb.google.com/angelaplaster/DaddyDaughter</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 03:10:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Campbell says...</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2hi5xg9K4I/AAAAAAAAEOY/nTopIvIWqus/s1600-h/DSCN0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433701695106132866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2hi5xg9K4I/AAAAAAAAEOY/nTopIvIWqus/s320/DSCN0315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Campbell weighs 1lb more than Davis and they are 21 months apart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Yesterday we officially took Campbell out of the crib (yes, he is almost 3 and he was still in a crib) and put him on a mattress on the floor (no, the poor kid does not have a bed because we don't want to have to move it, and because I want to buy the boys bunk beds which we really don't want to have to move). Anyway, he loved sleeping on the floor in his "new bed" (aka mattress on the floor). He was exhausted and went right to sleep but then around &lt;strong&gt;1AM&lt;/strong&gt; he climbed... er...  rolled out of bed and walked out to the balcony where he announced to the entire house in his loudest voice, &lt;strong&gt;"I wake up! Hey errybody, I wake up!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**We were in the car this morning when out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Campbell said, "I cant' see the Holy Ghost. I can't see the Holy Ghost mommy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Campbell came up to me sticking his finger out and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, Tinkerbelle scratched my finger."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Oh no, are you okay?"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Yes... Tinkerbelle said sorry." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-1574327430081925939?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/campbell-says.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/02/campbell-says.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 12:02:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>The Plasters Fearsome Four: The New Addition</title> <description>Here are some more pictures of my little sister.  I have enjoyed having her around thus far and can't wait until she is old enough to play with me.  Mom is doing well with the adjustment with having 2 children and is pretty much recovered.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S2hpeN7pnDI/AAAAAAAAAYU/eom17IZhhbI/s1600-h/PICT7173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S2hpeN7pnDI/AAAAAAAAAYU/eom17IZhhbI/s200/PICT7173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433708918279347250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S2hp0bQ2oPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/z4LUe-pWKDk/s1600-h/PICT7205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S2hp0bQ2oPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/z4LUe-pWKDk/s200/PICT7205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433709299815063794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S2hrFzzlEoI/AAAAAAAAAY0/zdUQ-vltj5I/s1600-h/the+girls2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S2hrFzzlEoI/AAAAAAAAAY0/zdUQ-vltj5I/s200/the+girls2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433710697972568706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S2hrmYuCszI/AAAAAAAAAY8/8FqjhJkiBUo/s1600-h/PICT7209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S2hrmYuCszI/AAAAAAAAAY8/8FqjhJkiBUo/s200/PICT7209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433711257637270322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4980506754866724796-800362423586817688?l=tcplaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/02/addition.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/02/addition.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 09:57:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: My favorite quote this week</title> <description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Nothing&lt;/strong&gt; touches our soul but leaves its &lt;strong&gt;impress&lt;/strong&gt;, and thus, &lt;strong&gt;little&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;little&lt;/strong&gt;, we are fashioned into the image of all we have &lt;strong&gt;seen&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;heard&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;known&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;meditated&lt;/strong&gt;; and if we learn to live with all that is &lt;strong&gt;fairest&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;purest&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;love of it all will in the end become our very life&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;--David B Haight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love this quote. It reminds me that as a mother I must do all I can to fill my children's lives with all things good and pure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I truly believe that in the end they will love and they will seek after what they have known best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-1245679174815961693?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-favorite-quote-this-week.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-favorite-quote-this-week.html</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 30 Jan 2010 18:26:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Snow</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2RqO7GOsAI/AAAAAAAAENY/NPbG6KFz_VM/s1600-h/DSC_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432583855130193922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2RqO7GOsAI/AAAAAAAAENY/NPbG6KFz_VM/s320/DSC_0511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the snow this morning... I'm hoping it will be gone by Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is wrong with me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to love the snow but now it just complicates things! ;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432583838066132930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2RqN7h1x8I/AAAAAAAAENA/x-p-rmiiDGk/s320/DSC_0502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2RqOo90YuI/AAAAAAAAENQ/eUu-U58_Kc0/s1600-h/DSC_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432583850263077602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2RqOo90YuI/AAAAAAAAENQ/eUu-U58_Kc0/s320/DSC_0504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2RqOfx55pI/AAAAAAAAENI/rVxP_1n6aLU/s1600-h/DSC_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432583847797188242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2RqOfx55pI/AAAAAAAAENI/rVxP_1n6aLU/s320/DSC_0503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2RqNXi81_I/AAAAAAAAEM4/uVTonOCXAKg/s1600-h/DSC_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432583828407113714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2RqNXi81_I/AAAAAAAAEM4/uVTonOCXAKg/s320/DSC_0501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't own a snow shovel so we are sweeping the snow off the driveway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doesn't make much sense to buy a shovel now since it doesn't snow much in Richland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432645494128934802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S2SiSyQuf5I/AAAAAAAAENg/2oDL3YEz5oY/s320/DSC_0519.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; I didn't get any pictures of Hallie in the snow but here is one of her enjoying some hot cocoa afterwards to warm up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hope you are enjoying the weather today... wherever you may be. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-8416981583119810898?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow.html</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 30 Jan 2010 12:01:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: This week at our house</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S13CeEDNuPI/AAAAAAAAEMc/jfUgVDpc5Z8/s1600-h/DSCN0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430710547417774322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S13CeEDNuPI/AAAAAAAAEMc/jfUgVDpc5Z8/s320/DSCN0291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Campbell found a new hiding place and invited Davis to join him inside.&lt;br /&gt;Today he said to me, "Let's go to space mommy! But... but, where is my rocket ship??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S13CdyNoKiI/AAAAAAAAEMU/-nekD5oykLM/s1600-h/DSC_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430710542629612066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S13CdyNoKiI/AAAAAAAAEMU/-nekD5oykLM/s320/DSC_0442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Megan decided she wanted a haircut and insisted on "bangs". I was nervous about cutting bangs on her but in the end I think she made a good choice... she looks so cute with bangs. :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S13CdhWL2TI/AAAAAAAAEMM/shDWRbRnW_0/s1600-h/DSC_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430710538102102322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S13CdhWL2TI/AAAAAAAAEMM/shDWRbRnW_0/s320/DSC_0434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hallie is learning how to play the recorder and loves it. She practices faithfully and learns so quickly. She also started "STOMP" this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S13CdIgbPMI/AAAAAAAAEME/A66zumlIMHc/s1600-h/DSC_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430710531434167490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S13CdIgbPMI/AAAAAAAAEME/A66zumlIMHc/s320/DSC_0433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Campbell is always doing something to keep himself (and me) busy. He is a sweet boy and LOVES to be funny. He will do something silly and then ask, "I funny Mommy??" and of course I say, "YES, you ARE funny!" and he grins from ear to ear.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S124ScnoRXI/AAAAAAAAEL8/P7TDOx48haI/s1600-h/DSC_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430699352738252146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S124ScnoRXI/AAAAAAAAEL8/P7TDOx48haI/s320/DSC_0428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day I was working out and he walked in the room with a little cup of water and asked, "You firsty mommy? You need a drink?" What a sweet boy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S124RxIljII/AAAAAAAAEL0/XLCWeUH2IQU/s1600-h/DSC_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430699341065325698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S124RxIljII/AAAAAAAAEL0/XLCWeUH2IQU/s320/DSC_0413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this little... er... big guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S124RWzBfSI/AAAAAAAAELs/QHtt8riipis/s1600-h/DSC_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430699333995560226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S124RWzBfSI/AAAAAAAAELs/QHtt8riipis/s320/DSC_0412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Davis loves to eat and to talk on the cell phone. If I am on the phone he grunts and moans and cries until I give in and let him have it then he holds it up to his ear and kisses it (i.e. sucks on it). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, he also loves purses. ;0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S124RG_aZzI/AAAAAAAAELk/h5foq5l5p1A/s1600-h/DSC_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430699329752557362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S124RG_aZzI/AAAAAAAAELk/h5foq5l5p1A/s320/DSC_0407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S124Q0tf59I/AAAAAAAAELc/nZXCyMOg9NM/s1600-h/DSC_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430699324845582290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S124Q0tf59I/AAAAAAAAELc/nZXCyMOg9NM/s320/DSC_0403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trevor has had a great month of elective and his schedule has been more flexible in January. He is studying ultrasound and has to do 100-300 ultrasounds this month which is a lot but he is getting them done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Davis likes to jump on daddy when he is studying... daddy just loves it. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-5172020434614393573?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-week-at-our-house.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-week-at-our-house.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jan 2010 10:08:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>the plasters: Mexico</title> <description>Last week my family and I went on a vacation to Mexico!  My Mom, Dad, Halverson Family, and Brown Family were all there.  We missed the Shamo Family, Morris Family, and Brandon!  Hopefully next time we will all be together.  It was a lot of fun and I thought I would share some of the pictures I took on the trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first couple days we hung out on the boat.  We ate lots of ice cream and pizza.  On Wednesday we made it to Puerto Vallarta.  Clint, Brigham, Dad, and I went on an outdoor adventure where we ziplined and repelled in the jungle.  We did this a few years ago and it was a lot of fun.  They added a few new lines and obstacles.  We had a good time!  I got eight bug bites on one of my legs.  And those crazy Mexican mosquito bites itch like crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got back to the boat everyone was ready to go to the beach!  This beach had big strong waves which the kids loved to body surf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430828444262036258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14tskBTcyI/AAAAAAAAAwM/HhamdUmHAlc/s400/IMG_1729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430832586897087474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14xdsid2_I/AAAAAAAAAws/avaf2kNJPI8/s400/Cruise20102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430833143018451554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14x-EQIcmI/AAAAAAAAAw8/7qsvO6z-O2s/s400/Cruise20104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430832591234619810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14xd8snWaI/AAAAAAAAAw0/7uX8GiQThLk/s400/Cruise20103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main attractions on the boat was a huge waterslide for the older kids and a slash pad for all the little kiddos!  Here are some pictures of the kids playing around on the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430833491404641138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14ySWF303I/AAAAAAAAAxs/M-f9UOHGdg0/s400/Cruise201010.jpg" /&gt;The next day we were in Mazatlan!  This was our big BEACH DAY!!  We took a taxi to a hotel which had access to the main beach.  They had chairs and an umbrella for us.  The waves were not quite as impressive as the day before but we had a lot of fun in the sand.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430833155622596290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14x-zNMbsI/AAAAAAAAAxM/suSpkOxI1Os/s400/Cruise20106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy Isaac loved to play in the sand and even put it all over his face.  Josh was completely covered in sand except for his finger nails which wouldn't let the sand stick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430833165359014066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14x_XeiYLI/AAAAAAAAAxU/nwx-Uov7Wos/s400/Cruise20107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the big hole and burying Isaac and Josh.  Josh jumped right out after we were done.  Isaac had to be pulled out by his dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430832571796682898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14xc0SP-JI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fIz_AOgxCH8/s400/Cruise2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh is such a cutie even when he is covered in sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430827994195811250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14tSXZJ27I/AAAAAAAAAwE/EsoRqZ5lh7s/s400/IMG_1859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the beach we went SHOPPING!  The girls bought some beautiful swim suit coverups.  Kail got a T-shirt.  I think the beach and shopping wore Grandpa out and he slept on the bench as we waited for everyone to make their purchases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430833480215015298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14yRsaDr4I/AAAAAAAAAxc/T6pL7vMEs58/s400/Cruise20108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some random pictures of us around the ship.  Every night we would come back from dinner and find a towel animal on our beds.  We had a lobster, frog, dog, and flower.  And look at poor Alicia's burned back...ouch!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430833494173155570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14ySgZ8API/AAAAAAAAAx0/70bo5QfCynk/s400/Cruise201011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday we went to Cabo San Lucas!  We didn't go to the beach that day.  Instead we just went walking around the docks and shopping at the flea market.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430827976003259090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14tRTntitI/AAAAAAAAAv0/JB3Hj5uip0E/s400/IMG_1924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get to Cabo we had to take a tender.  Here are Greg, Lisa, Dad, and Mom on the tender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14yR6c3NII/AAAAAAAAAxk/kk3vOtQKJC4/s1600-h/Cruise20109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430833483984876674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14yR6c3NII/AAAAAAAAAxk/kk3vOtQKJC4/s400/Cruise20109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are Grandma and Grandpa with most of the Grandkids at the flea market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430827970123490706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14tQ9t3ZZI/AAAAAAAAAvs/uj_ekMdTtjM/s400/IMG_1925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of the Halverson boys bought Mexican wrestling masks.  One night while I was watching the kids for Lisa and Clint we had a wrestling match.  Alicia was the referee and called the match.  It was hilarious!  I probably shouldn't show these pictures because then Lisa and Clint will never let me watch their kids again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14x-hvuGOI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Rs_ncZGrszM/s1600-h/Cruise20105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430833150935570658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14x-hvuGOI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Rs_ncZGrszM/s400/Cruise20105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Carnival they had a kids program.  It was a big hit and all the kids loved going to 'GROUP.'  They would come home everyday with T-shirts, artwork, pens, hats, bags, or FACE PAINT.  Here is Josh as a tiger and Isaac as a rock star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14xdV8Wi9I/AAAAAAAAAwk/14ULpyC_jxY/s1600-h/Cruise20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430832580831644626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14xdV8Wi9I/AAAAAAAAAwk/14ULpyC_jxY/s400/Cruise20101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;This is the only picture I have of me on the trip.  I had to include it to prove I was there.  (Thanks for posing with me Brig!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14ttKu_tqI/AAAAAAAAAwU/-qyazC3NKnM/s1600-h/IMG_1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430828454654228130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14ttKu_tqI/AAAAAAAAAwU/-qyazC3NKnM/s400/IMG_1796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Cabo we headed back to California.  Because of all the crazy weather in Southern California last week the seas were a bit rough.  This made the captain slow down quite a bit which made us a couple hours late getting into Long Beach.  I had an 11:15 flight and was already going to be cutting it close before we were delayed.  They didn't let anyone off the ship until 10:20 and I was booking it to the airport.  I honestly felt like I was on the Amazing Race!  I barely made it on the plane but everything went smoothly from there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandon picked me up from the airport and I was so excited to see him.  When I walked in the door I saw this huge bouquet of red roses on our kitchen table.  Brandon is so sweet.  It was a fun week but I was definitely happy to see my handsome hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14tSJdpXoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/vPc7L4LM9VA/s1600-h/IMG_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430827990456557186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S14tSJdpXoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/vPc7L4LM9VA/s400/IMG_1938.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for the great vacation Dad!  I'm so happy I was able to go and spend time with the family!&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/5028363206699813696-3958663829571729900?l=karencannonrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2010/01/mexico.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2010/01/mexico.html</guid> <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 15:43:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: GOOOOOAAAAALLLLLLLLLL!!!!</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S1Z016RHFgI/AAAAAAAACbk/uTf94DSycBs/s1600-h/IMG_8692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428654870364624386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S1Z016RHFgI/AAAAAAAACbk/uTf94DSycBs/s400/IMG_8692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He might have a baseball on his shirt but he already loves soccer.  Brody would chase the ball for hours if my back wouldn't give out.   He especially loves it when he kicks it and Lindsey and I  yell GOOOOAAALLL!!!  We will see if he continues his love for the greatest game, Pele' watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-3335069538235910344?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/goooooaaaaallllllllll.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/goooooaaaaallllllllll.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jan 2010 21:12:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Maple Bars</title> <description>Peter had the day off yesterday, so he decided to see if he could find his pregnant wife a maple bar.  There is one little doughnut shop in town, so he called them, and asked if they had any maple bars.  They said they did, but we were still a little skeptical.  Sure enough, Peter went down there, and found one maple bar.  He returned home as my hero!  It was delicious, especially once I scraped out the filling.  Mmm . . . Mmm . . . Mmm!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-4762012272639978374?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/maple-bars.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/maple-bars.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jan 2010 21:03:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Adventures in San Antonio</title> <description>Last week, Peter had to go to a San Antonio to attend some work meetings. Brody and I were able to tag along with him. We got to stay in a nice hotel downtown on the Riverwalk. Too bad it poured down rain the whole time we were there, so we didn't do much exploring on the Riverwalk, but oh well, we've been there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night was a little rough. Brody is so good about putting himself to sleep in his own bed, but it was a little difficult since we didn't have a separate room for him. He stayed up way too late with us, so he was completely off his sleep schedule. He woke up at 11pm, and again at midnight. At the midnight wakeup, he just cried and cried, and we couldn't do anything to console him. I think he was just so tired that it hurt. We finally made him a bottle, and that seemed to comfort him enough that he was able to fall back asleep. Since he didn't sleep well that night, I tried to keep things dark and quiet that morning so he would take a nap, but all of my efforts failed. The downtown traffic was just so noisy. Finally, at about 11am, I was starving, so I decided to get up and get ready, so we could go find something to eat. Since it was pouring down rain, I decided to just go eat at the restaurant at the hotel. The restaurant wasn't too busy, so Brody got lots of attention from all of the waiters. One of them even brought him a helium balloon, which he LOVED. I don't think he had ever seen a balloon before. I love how the simplest things are so amazing to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really looking forward to taking Brody swimming at the hotel, but unfortunately the pool was closed because it is an outdoor pool. BUMMER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon, I knew Brody was completely exhausted since he hadn't had a nap all day. I decided to shove the crib into the bathroom as far as it would go, which was about halfway, and turn the bathroom fan on. He slept like a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night after Peter got back to the hotel, we decided to go to Texas Roadhouse for dinner (one of our favoriates). We were seated right in the busiest section of the restaurant, so Brody once again got lots of attention. He kept waving to everyone as they walked by. As we were getting ready to pay the bill, the manager came over to our table, and told us that she knew we probably heard this all the time, but she just had to tell us that from the moment we sat down at our table, our baby just stole her heart away. She just thought he was so cute. Of course, I don't think you could ever hear enough of that. Then, when our waitress came back with our bill, she told us that our baby was the Texas Roadhouse baby of the week because all of the other staff kept telling her how cute he was. Shouldn't we get a free meal or something for that?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S1ZxW5BECCI/AAAAAAAACbU/uQhTOys2wIs/s1600-h/Texas+Roadhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428651038918051874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S1ZxW5BECCI/AAAAAAAACbU/uQhTOys2wIs/s320/Texas+Roadhouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left the restaurant, Peter was kind enough to drive all over town trying to find maple bars because that's what I was craving for breakfast the next morning. The one Krispy Kreme that our GPS could find in San Antonio had been closed down. We did manage to find another doughnut shop, but they were closed for the evening. The grocery stores didn't have maple bars. We drove past a little bakery, and Peter flipped a U-turn. We were on a dark street in the pouring down rain, and we ended up in some pretty thick mud and barely missed a fire hydrant, but after arriving back at the little bakery I ran inside, and asked the gal in the bakery if they had maple bars. She gave me a funny look, and asked me what a maple bar was. Are you kidding me? Who doesn't know what a maple bar is? After I explained them to her, she asked me where I was from, and said I wouldn't find anything like that around here. Defeated, we headed back to the hotel to put Brody to bed. Now, of course, all I can think about are maple bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S1Zx7HZPvlI/AAAAAAAACbc/OJVbh0ul2RM/s1600-h/maple+bars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428651661252869714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S1Zx7HZPvlI/AAAAAAAACbc/OJVbh0ul2RM/s400/maple+bars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-7424672459298182117?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/adventures-in-san-antonio.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/adventures-in-san-antonio.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jan 2010 20:17:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: 10 Months</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S1ZjxlruqkI/AAAAAAAACbM/GFn9hZIHEUc/s1600-h/IMG_8670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428636104421976642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S1ZjxlruqkI/AAAAAAAACbM/GFn9hZIHEUc/s400/IMG_8670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's hard to believe my little baby is 10 months old.  He's going to be 1 year old before I know it.  He is growing and learning every day.  He now has all four of his front teeth.  He's had four trims around the ears, but I'm thinking he's about ready for a real haircut.  He is getting HEAVY!  I can't hardly pack him around any more.  I'm really looking forward to him being able to walk, although everyone tells me to enjoy life before he starts running away from me.  I'm just tired of him crawling through all the dog hair that Timber so generously leaves everywhere, and I seriously don't know how much longer I can pack him around, especially with a growing belly.  He loves walking around while we hold onto him, but I can only do that for so long before my back and belly start to hurt.  He is such a happy little baby.  He loves to go out for adventures, whether it be for a walk with the dog, or running errands.  He sometimes gets a little shy around strangers, but for the most part he loves to wave to people.  He is becoming quite the little talker.  He carries on quite a conversation, if only we knew what he was saying.  He does say "Ma Ma" and "Da Da" all the time now, and I think he's starting to understand what those words mean.  He has the cutest little laugh, and his smiles just melt my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-8747510060748957864?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-months.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-months.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jan 2010 19:55:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>The Plasters Fearsome Four: More Pics of Brinley</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1OsceHbTfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RJZrQrEvLjM/s1600-h/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1OsceHbTfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RJZrQrEvLjM/s320/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427871581032107506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1OscNgnL9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/xsMh5Rpa2dU/s1600-h/DSC_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1OscNgnL9I/AAAAAAAAAXs/xsMh5Rpa2dU/s320/DSC_0183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427871576574341074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1OsbjKcGfI/AAAAAAAAAXk/DdEQa4QP1iA/s1600-h/DSC_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1OsbjKcGfI/AAAAAAAAAXk/DdEQa4QP1iA/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427871565207050738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1OsbbJgIuI/AAAAAAAAAXc/nq7Rtv4kaXk/s1600-h/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1OsbbJgIuI/AAAAAAAAAXc/nq7Rtv4kaXk/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427871563055637218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1OsbFkQlxI/AAAAAAAAAXU/pdokhIY1Yws/s1600-h/DSC_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1OsbFkQlxI/AAAAAAAAAXU/pdokhIY1Yws/s320/DSC_0123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427871557262284562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4980506754866724796-6842726469839763023?l=tcplaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-pics-of-brinley.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-pics-of-brinley.html</guid> <pubDate>Sun, 17 Jan 2010 16:27:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>The Plasters Fearsome Four: Brinley Marie Plaster</title> <description>Brinley Marie Plaster&lt;br /&gt;Born: January 16, 2010&lt;br /&gt;6 pounds 5 ounces&lt;br /&gt;18.5 inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1J9HbXO2wI/AAAAAAAAAXM/uFRySOrPJqE/s1600-h/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1J9HbXO2wI/AAAAAAAAAXM/uFRySOrPJqE/s320/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427538067492625154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1J9HCMDY6I/AAAAAAAAAXE/y0-5-x5o5ww/s1600-h/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1J9HCMDY6I/AAAAAAAAAXE/y0-5-x5o5ww/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427538060734849954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1J9G1N6RuI/AAAAAAAAAW8/1j3rQuhD_zk/s1600-h/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1J9G1N6RuI/AAAAAAAAAW8/1j3rQuhD_zk/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427538057252980450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1J9GsNB64I/AAAAAAAAAW0/YTJNu_naPtU/s1600-h/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1J9GsNB64I/AAAAAAAAAW0/YTJNu_naPtU/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427538054833367938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4980506754866724796-5007502951020291760?l=tcplaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/01/brinley-marie-plaster.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/01/brinley-marie-plaster.html</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jan 2010 18:54:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>The Plasters Fearsome Four: Christmas Pics</title> <description>This year I got to hang out with both sets of grand parents. It was a lot of fun to visit them. I hope we can do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the Hat that Granny made for me. I love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1Hq3jOLsbI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lGBhnbRldl8/s1600-h/P1010022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1Hq3jOLsbI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lGBhnbRldl8/s320/P1010022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427377266026590642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1Hq3fLsfDI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MLDQb8jJ3Nk/s1600-h/P1010016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1Hq3fLsfDI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MLDQb8jJ3Nk/s320/P1010016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427377264942414898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1Hq2yyzphI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Kz0tObrokqM/s1600-h/P1010015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1Hq2yyzphI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Kz0tObrokqM/s320/P1010015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427377253026866706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1Hr8L4Zs2I/AAAAAAAAAWs/ntLhzrSm4xc/s1600-h/P1010026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1Hr8L4Zs2I/AAAAAAAAAWs/ntLhzrSm4xc/s320/P1010026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427378445172192098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1Hr77SonWI/AAAAAAAAAWk/A35zGXpWHfc/s1600-h/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MTBHgma4V44/S1Hr77SonWI/AAAAAAAAAWk/A35zGXpWHfc/s320/P1010030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427378440718818658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4980506754866724796-4771541536546993089?l=tcplaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-pics.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://tcplaster.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-pics.html</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jan 2010 08:27:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>the plasters: Luck of the draw!</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S0z_xwsZVKI/AAAAAAAAAvk/XRkPCHH_uyo/s1600-h/ipod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425992881424389282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S0z_xwsZVKI/AAAAAAAAAvk/XRkPCHH_uyo/s400/ipod.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I can't believe it but I won this ipod shuffle at a work meeting today! I NEVER win anything and was shocked when they picked my number for the raffle.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Looks like 2010 is going to be a lucky year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028363206699813696-7459427033834197325?l=karencannonrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2010/01/luck-of-draw.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2010/01/luck-of-draw.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jan 2010 15:00:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Megan in STOMP</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S0sm5A3d9UI/AAAAAAAAELE/KoHGIE5Pl9Y/s1600-h/FILE0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425472937024943426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/S0sm5A3d9UI/AAAAAAAAELE/KoHGIE5Pl9Y/s320/FILE0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past fall Megan joined an after school group called STOMP which is a music group that uses different kinds of things (sticks, buckets, brooms etc) to create rhythms, poetry, and music.  She worked so hard and met with this group weekly for 3 months to practice her part.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the night of the performance we didn't know what to expect from Meg since she is terrified of performing anything in front of a lot a people but SHE DID IT!  And she did such a great job.  We are so proud of all her hard work and her bravery!  Way to go Meg!&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/1598949043874352903-6387496392319389287?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/megan-in-stomp.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/megan-in-stomp.html</guid> <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 08:23:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>the plasters: We signed up...</title> <description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425509204574747570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S0tH4EBKO7I/AAAAAAAAAvU/goDt7RqQQac/s400/rnr_seattle-2010-event-logo-RGB_small2.jpg" /&gt;...and we are 100% committed! Wish us luck as we train for the full marathon in June!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandon really is the inspiration for us running this race.  He's been talking about running a marathon together ever since we got married.  He's the one that signed us up and I couldn't be more excited.  I need a race to look forward to and make me run.  I honestly haven't run even one day in the past few months so this should be interesting.  But it will be a lot of fun to train and run this race with my best friend.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The course looks amazing.  We will run from Tukwila to Seattle along Lake Washington, Lake Union, and the Sound!  At every mile along the course there is a different band playing.  Then at the end of the race there is a huge concert for the runners.  It should be a lot of fun!  I just pray for a nice sunny day with no rain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028363206699813696-400299749104342336?l=karencannonrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-signed-up.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-signed-up.html</guid> <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 07:43:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: 13 Weeks</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S0KWqPQNs0I/AAAAAAAACbE/r-WKUUzLuXY/s1600-h/Baby2_13weeks0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423062553700709186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S0KWqPQNs0I/AAAAAAAACbE/r-WKUUzLuXY/s400/Baby2_13weeks0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture doesn't do the baby justice.  It was so much cuter in real time, and looked much more like a little baby.  I can't believe how much it's grown since my last sonogram six weeks ago.  The baby was VERY active today.  More active than I ever saw Brody during any of his sonograms.  Should I be worried?  In fact, the baby was so active the doctor couldn't even get a good reading on the heartbeat because every time he would find the heartbeat, the baby would move again.  I guess all that moving around must mean the baby is doing well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My niece and nephew, Aubrielle and Benson, said the last sonogram picture looked like the baby had girl hair, so I'm curious what they think after seeing this one.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, we won't be finding out what we are having until the baby is born, but it's always fun to hear what people think the baby will be (boy or girl?).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-6377540494411991472?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/13-weeks.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/13-weeks.html</guid> <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 19:31:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>the plasters: Christmas in Utah</title> <description>We had a FABULOUS Christmas in Utah this year!  It was packed full of fun activities and being with family and friends.  To start off the week we went up to the Cannon cabin in Brighton.  We had a little surprise when we arrived and found the water pipes had frozen.  The kids loved to 'cook' snow for us to wash our hands and flush toilets.   I think Brigham stood at the stove for hours on end boiling buckets and buckets of snow.  He loved it for some reason!  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422966750050571506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S0I_hu2E1PI/AAAAAAAAAuU/SY_2WoWewxU/s400/SLC.jpg" /&gt;Monday we went skiing/snowboarding at Brighton.  Brigham and Jacob are expert snowboarders and would cruise down the Explorer hill.  Alicia had her first skiing lesson and loved the speed!   &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422966758594177666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S0I_iOrB6oI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Fe8KGwcpoP8/s400/SLC1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After skiing we came back to the cabin and went sledding before it got dark!  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422966759593746306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S0I_iSZWH4I/AAAAAAAAAuk/itrBGSl9WgI/s400/SLC2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next couple nights we made our way up to Kaysville to watch the BYU and Utah bowl games.  This is Brigham's shirt he wore on Christmas day...I LOVE it!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422967681210456866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S0JAX7r5GyI/AAAAAAAAAu8/baH16wKFyJA/s400/IMG_1605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve we went over to my Grandma Cannon's house for food, a program, and a white elephant game. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422967703336991378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S0JAZOHROpI/AAAAAAAAAvM/RaK9wAe80wE/s400/IMG_1635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning we slept in and then opened presents until everyone got to my parents.  My mom and dad gave us Rock Band which Brandon has been wanting for months.  (Thanks again!)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422967669961899858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S0JAXRyBv1I/AAAAAAAAAu0/9aILRWefM1o/s400/IMG_1603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone arrived we opened more presents and had a delicious dinner.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422966767203006002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S0I_iuviNjI/AAAAAAAAAus/TtkqbFHhggQ/s400/SLC3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of all the grandkids minus Wyatt and Owen (we sure missed you guys but were glad we could see you on Skype!)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422967688842131698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/S0JAYYHbOPI/AAAAAAAAAvE/s0VxPEBNwz4/s400/IMG_1621.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day after Christmas we went to a brunch with all my high school friends.  It was so fun to see everyone and catch up.  I sure miss all you girls!  Thanks again Katie for hosting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time in Utah!  We are so lucky to have these fun times with family and friends!  The only thing that could have made this holiday season better would have been if we were able to spend some time with Brandon's family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;HAPPY    NEW    YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5028363206699813696-386895239341967056?l=karencannonrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-in-utah.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-in-utah.html</guid> <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 11:14:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Our Path</title> <description>&lt;div&gt;(warning, long journal entry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6 "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy paths."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been my favorite scripture since my seminary days and I have grown to love it more and more as I have witnessed the Lord directing our paths when we "trust in him". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember when a prompting came 8 years ago that completely changed our path and Trevor called the Veterinary school in Oregon and told them he would no longer be attending (he was to start in a few weeks!). Then our focus became Medical School and we still can't believe how that all worked out so well.  We were led to our house in West Bountiful and we have a tender place in our hearts for our neighbors and ward members there who supported us during a really stressful time in our lives (aka. Med school).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When Trevor interviewed for residencies we prayed and pleaded with the Lord that he would "direct our paths" and when Trevor came out here to interview he said to me, "It just feels like home." I thought to myself- Louisville Kentucky feels like home??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may remember &lt;a href="http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2007/07/our-kentucky-home.html"&gt;how we found our house here&lt;/a&gt;. We could never deny the guidance we received to buy this home and that experience alone has strengthened my testimony that God lives and loves me. Throughout these 2 1/2 years I have had so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; experiences when the spirit whispered in my mind- THIS is why you are here in Kentucky and THIS is why you are in THIS house. Our time here has and still is changing our lives for the good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when it was time for Trevor to start looking for a job we felt the importance of "Trusting in the Lord". He has always been so good to us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a FHE and talked to the girls about this and memorized Proverbs 3: 5-6 together then we offered a prayed and asked the Lord to guide our search for a job and a home... again please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trevor started applying to jobs in Idaho and Utah since we knew we wanted to be close to family but when we went out there we &lt;strong&gt;wanted &lt;/strong&gt;to feel good about it but we just didn't. :( So we kept praying and Trevor kept looking.  We thought about staying here in Kentucky since we love it here but we didn't feel good about it either.  There were some more job openings in Utah and Idaho but nothing felt right.  We knew we had to widen our search. We looked at the surrounding states and there was only one we felt good about... Washington. Trevor kept making comments about "the tri-cities area" but neither of us had been there and there weren't any job openings there until one day when one job opened in Richland and Trev immediately applied for it. He received an email back &lt;strong&gt;that day&lt;/strong&gt; from the Medical Director of the Emergency Department. He was interested in talking to Trevor and we soon found out that he was LDS and has 5 kids (and Richland has a temple!)! We were so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trevor scheduled an interview there and in a few other places in WA and he flew out in the beginning of December.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He interviewed at the other hospitals in WA first and they offered him jobs but he was waiting to see how he felt about the interview in Richland (tri-cities area). Well, to make an already long post a little shorter when he got to Richland once again Heavenly Father answered our prayers and he knew it was the place for our family. The interview went great and they offered him the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trevor called me on the way home from the interview. He was floating on air. I can't remember the last time he was so excited and happy. We knew it was right and we accepted the job a few days later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since then we still feel great about the job in Richland and we are excited but we feel so sad that we have to leave Kentucky (in June) and we feel so sad that we will still be 9 hours away from our family and friends in Utah. We never imagined that we would finish residency and then move somewhere away from family where we don't know anyone but it seems that the Lord has a different plan for our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are excited for our new adventure but right now we are just enjoying our home and friends and all the wonderful things Kentucky has to offer our family.  We are so very blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-39652818881901332?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-path.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-path.html</guid> <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 07:36:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Trapped!</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S0FdhEzkf3I/AAAAAAAACa0/2kRpXG6GMb8/s1600-h/IMG_8658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422718249137897330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S0FdhEzkf3I/AAAAAAAACa0/2kRpXG6GMb8/s400/IMG_8658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brody has become quite good at getting around by army crawling anywhere he wants to go, and sometimes he's quite fast, especially if he knows I'm coming to get him. So this is the solution we came up with for how to keep him out of trouble when we're not watching him. (Just kidding!) I was putting away his laundry, and he decided he wanted to play with the laundry basket. Peter put the laundry basket on top of him, and Brody seemed to think this was quite a fun game.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S0Feirnk-yI/AAAAAAAACa8/31M1ydaD9cw/s1600-h/IMG_8644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422719376248077090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S0Feirnk-yI/AAAAAAAACa8/31M1ydaD9cw/s400/IMG_8644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"Who needs toys for Christmas?!  Just give me a box, and I'm a happy camper."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-5439094275219821554?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/trapped.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/trapped.html</guid> <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 21:13:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Too Cute!</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S0FcAPNf1LI/AAAAAAAACas/KywgC47sSIg/s1600-h/IMG_8638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422716585483687090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/S0FcAPNf1LI/AAAAAAAACas/KywgC47sSIg/s400/IMG_8638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This would have made a great picture for a Christmas card if we had gotten around to sending out Christmas cards this year. . . Maybe next year.  I just thought this picture was too cute not to share.  Brody did manage to get one of his top front teeth for Christmas.  It broke through just a few days before Christmas, and now he's working on the other one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-6354506479462201923?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-cute.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-cute.html</guid> <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 21:07:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Happy New Years!</title> <description>From the outside it looks like a regular old box...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5Pge0bC8I/AAAAAAAAEIE/OJ46BfNWJZY/s1600-h/DSCN0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421858420848004034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5Pge0bC8I/AAAAAAAAEIE/OJ46BfNWJZY/s320/DSCN0189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But it is full of sweet surprises! (The kids played in this box for half the day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5PgFGuUAI/AAAAAAAAEH8/zZSiMzz2nE0/s1600-h/DSCN0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421858413945442306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5PgFGuUAI/AAAAAAAAEH8/zZSiMzz2nE0/s320/DSCN0187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5MOYm2R9I/AAAAAAAAEHk/D5lzU9e8Sfc/s1600-h/DSC_0385+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421854811407927250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5MOYm2R9I/AAAAAAAAEHk/D5lzU9e8Sfc/s320/DSC_0385+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For New Years we decided to start a new tradition and do fondue night every New Years Eve. Campbell had never experienced fondue before and he LOVED it! He especially loved the pokey stick and how when he pointed it at one of us we would all scream in fear (2-year-olds are dangerous, they shouldn't have access to pokey sticks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5MOFS2omI/AAAAAAAAEHc/xZ3TnNhIitE/s1600-h/DSC_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421854806223790690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5MOFS2omI/AAAAAAAAEHc/xZ3TnNhIitE/s320/DSC_0380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fondue a little fun with the wii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5MOz2VdqI/AAAAAAAAEHs/aQ7wn2M3RJ8/s1600-h/DSC_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421854818720642722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5MOz2VdqI/AAAAAAAAEHs/aQ7wn2M3RJ8/s320/DSC_0389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5MPdYB4DI/AAAAAAAAEH0/dbea9D9R6o0/s1600-h/DSC_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421854829867819058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sz5MPdYB4DI/AAAAAAAAEH0/dbea9D9R6o0/s320/DSC_0390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor had to work all night (he traded Christmas for New Years) so we played hard until he left then I put the kids to bed.  Good Times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't believe it 2010.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy New Years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-3022735727583651427?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-years.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-years.html</guid> <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 14:17:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>The Bucklein Bunch: A Much Needed Update</title> <description>I've been slacking on the blog entries lately. I have been SO busy that I just haven't had time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In early November, it became clear that we would not have enough money to pay our bills and buy food, let alone provide any kind of Christmas for our kids. So, I started a paper route! It is a lot of work, but when I get paid, it makes it all worth it. I deliver The Daily Herald, The Deseret News, The Salt Lake Tribune, The Wall Street Journal, The New York Times, and The Financial Times. At first, I thought I would NEVER figure it all out, but thankfully over time, I've improved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest piece of news is that we finally found a good Psychologist. He just does evaluations and testing and is an expert on Autism Spectrum Disorders. Marshall has officially been diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome. I have thought that's what it was for many years, but I just wasn't sure because sometimes he's so different. The doctor is supposed to send us his report, along with a list of things to help us get control over his behaviors. He is SO difficult lately. He jumps constantly and flaps his hands. He doesn't sleep well, and is too busy to eat. But, when he's in a good mood, it's so nice. He can be so sweet. He loves to talk to anyone and EVERYONE!! He runs off when we go places, because he wants to show someone how he can skip, or tell them what size shoes or clothes he wears. People don't even know he's talking to them, but he just keeps talking anyway. AaaaahhhhHH!!!!! It is embarrassing and frustrating when he lays down on the floor (face down) while I'm waiting in the check-out line at Cabelas. He lives in his imaginary world of super heroes, and is CONSTANTLY putting his coat on with just the hood so it can be his cape. He is ALWAYS fighting bad guys, or playing "pretend Toontown", or "Pretend Ultimate Allianace" (his 2 favorite computer/video games). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all the update I have time for now. I'm really tired and need to take a nap so Brian and I can go out tonight. Here are some pictures from Christmas though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/Szzls7SVdfI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/5Qe78WGsRro/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/Szzls7SVdfI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/5Qe78WGsRro/s320/020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421460611438835186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzlsYQWLYI/AAAAAAAAB6I/fvsfKIbRKt8/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzlsYQWLYI/AAAAAAAAB6I/fvsfKIbRKt8/s320/019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421460602035252610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzlryPjofI/AAAAAAAAB6A/4d33cIFUAIo/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzlryPjofI/AAAAAAAAB6A/4d33cIFUAIo/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421460591831392754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzlrZ60zkI/AAAAAAAAB54/RoWb0sDG8u8/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzlrZ60zkI/AAAAAAAAB54/RoWb0sDG8u8/s320/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421460585301986882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzmIL8xDhI/AAAAAAAAB6w/G6-lSfPrvCE/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzmIL8xDhI/AAAAAAAAB6w/G6-lSfPrvCE/s320/027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421461079768239634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzmH2EWqXI/AAAAAAAAB6o/8MoyJIOgCLU/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzmH2EWqXI/AAAAAAAAB6o/8MoyJIOgCLU/s320/025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421461073894484338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzmHQliMmI/AAAAAAAAB6g/waBgBK1j4Qs/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzmHQliMmI/AAAAAAAAB6g/waBgBK1j4Qs/s320/024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421461063833104994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzmG82-o8I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/MEqYvOsj5AI/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2gDOzQ6G89g/SzzmG82-o8I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/MEqYvOsj5AI/s320/023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421461058537563074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6455452488775615086-5686287911748214482?l=buckleinbunch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://buckleinbunch.blogspot.com/2009/12/much-needed-update.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://buckleinbunch.blogspot.com/2009/12/much-needed-update.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 10:33:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: 10 years of marital bliss! ;)</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzlY6ta6rhI/AAAAAAAAEGk/2_qm-2z1TZE/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420461392165252626" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzlY6ta6rhI/AAAAAAAAEGk/2_qm-2z1TZE/s400/scan0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzlY6SuLi_I/AAAAAAAAEGc/frjyQM4TRRs/s1600-h/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420461384998292466" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzlY6SuLi_I/AAAAAAAAEGc/frjyQM4TRRs/s400/scan0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trev and I were married December 29th, 1999 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 years ago yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched our wedding video the other day and we laughed as we watched our younger-selves lovingly look into each others eyes- We didn't even KNOW each other back then!  We thought we did but we were practically strangers really. We dated for 6 months before our wedding day and 4 of those months Trevor lived in Provo (1 1/2 hrs away).&lt;br /&gt;So how did we get so lucky that we are such a good match and we have a great marriage?  I don't know... but I'm so grateful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzteNBcpbuI/AAAAAAAAEGs/CkX-5mfMRa0/s1600-h/DSCN0180+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzteNBcpbuI/AAAAAAAAEGs/CkX-5mfMRa0/s320/DSCN0180+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421030154290425570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzteNSYR9yI/AAAAAAAAEG0/EM-9d-HkGjk/s1600-h/DSCN0184+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzteNSYR9yI/AAAAAAAAEG0/EM-9d-HkGjk/s320/DSCN0184+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421030158835513122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor surprised me with some lovely flowers, so sweet. :)&lt;br /&gt;He scheduled a babysitter and we went out for dinner, did a little shopping, and a movie.&lt;br /&gt;It was a really nice evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sztf1qNKSXI/AAAAAAAAEG8/ZWPaugB6Drk/s1600-h/DSC_0364+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sztf1qNKSXI/AAAAAAAAEG8/ZWPaugB6Drk/s320/DSC_0364+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421031951937718642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sztf2MVEBGI/AAAAAAAAEHE/qR-qZ_CasZw/s1600-h/DSC_0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sztf2MVEBGI/AAAAAAAAEHE/qR-qZ_CasZw/s320/DSC_0366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421031961097667682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't buy gifts for anniversaries, we just go out and do something fun together but while we were shopping we came across this beautiful print and I fell in love.  Isn't it wonderful?!&lt;br /&gt;Trev said, "Get it!" and I said, "Really??? Okay!".&lt;br /&gt;Aaahhh, it just makes me smile.  Just like my handsome honey does...&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary Trev!!&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-1602094372487840042?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/10-years-of-marital-bliss.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/10-years-of-marital-bliss.html</guid> <pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2009 09:00:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Our Christmas 2009</title> <description>Our Christmas morning started WAY too early - but we had fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before opening presents we read all the notes in the "Jesus' stocking". &lt;br /&gt;We had a FHE at the beginning of December and talked about Christ's birth and I asked the girls if we gave a "gift" to the Savior for Christmas what they thought he would want and we all agreed that He would want us to be grateful and give thanks for all of our blessings and then serve others.  So, throughout the month of December individually we have been writing down service we given (or service that was done for us) and also things we are thankful for.  We put the notes into the special stocking.  The stocking was STUFFED and it was so fun to read all of the things that were written.  It was a great way to start the day and a new Christmas tradition for our family (we did something similar before but this worked better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdmQxu5IiI/AAAAAAAAEGE/DW9iu-6T68M/s1600-h/DSC_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419913114977640994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdmQxu5IiI/AAAAAAAAEGE/DW9iu-6T68M/s320/DSC_0351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa spoiled us again this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdlrHCixnI/AAAAAAAAEF8/JjrAqqghdM8/s1600-h/DSC_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419912467862177394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdlrHCixnI/AAAAAAAAEF8/JjrAqqghdM8/s320/DSC_0309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdlqUlwX6I/AAAAAAAAEFs/9dMahu5glm0/s1600-h/DSC_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419912454319660962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdlqUlwX6I/AAAAAAAAEFs/9dMahu5glm0/s320/DSC_0313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdlqwXMnVI/AAAAAAAAEF0/oohU42YMX5k/s1600-h/DSC_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419912461774789970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdlqwXMnVI/AAAAAAAAEF0/oohU42YMX5k/s320/DSC_0310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the remainder of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdlqGVAqxI/AAAAAAAAEFk/c23yKbQJs7o/s1600-h/DSC_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419912450491329298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdlqGVAqxI/AAAAAAAAEFk/c23yKbQJs7o/s320/DSC_0327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdlpowgakI/AAAAAAAAEFc/DkPjmceXpYE/s1600-h/DSC_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419912442553592386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdlpowgakI/AAAAAAAAEFc/DkPjmceXpYE/s320/DSC_0332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis played with boxes/ garbage.  Hallie read one of the 50 new books she got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdiWEKAV2I/AAAAAAAAEFU/3LSwXv0BscE/s1600-h/DSC_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419908807776032610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdiWEKAV2I/AAAAAAAAEFU/3LSwXv0BscE/s320/DSC_0335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdiUnxltSI/AAAAAAAAEE0/YyAIpjY8opM/s1600-h/DSC_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419908782977561890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdiUnxltSI/AAAAAAAAEE0/YyAIpjY8opM/s320/DSC_0360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campbell ate lots and lots of sugar (btw the buzz light year pez dispenser was his very favorite gift).  The girls tried on their new clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdiVlUJWgI/AAAAAAAAEFM/_lSYu0INVlY/s1600-h/DSC_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419908799497067010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdiVlUJWgI/AAAAAAAAEFM/_lSYu0INVlY/s320/DSC_0340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campbell watched movies on his new Teddy Bear's tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdiVR2QI1I/AAAAAAAAEFE/mPI3CPqex2o/s1600-h/DSC_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419908794271408978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdiVR2QI1I/AAAAAAAAEFE/mPI3CPqex2o/s320/DSC_0341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Megan and Hallie played littlest pet shop and horses and Polly Pockets and dolls and everything they could think of for hours and hours.  They did not fight ONCE!  It was a Christmas Miracle. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdiU2rTOhI/AAAAAAAAEE8/i08mTKlpQCA/s1600-h/DSC_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419908786977716754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdiU2rTOhI/AAAAAAAAEE8/i08mTKlpQCA/s320/DSC_0348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor installed the replacement DVD player in our truck and realized he can't see out of the rear view mirror now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a nice Christmas this year.  It went by way too fast and we really missed our fam - it was fun last year to visit, but we feel so blessed to have each other and great friends around us and we especially feel blessed to know that our Savior lives and loves us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas!&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/1598949043874352903-4588722251053551490?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-christmas-2009.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-christmas-2009.html</guid> <pubDate>Sun, 27 Dec 2009 08:24:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: Merry Christmas!</title> <description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had a nice relaxing Christmas here at home with some pretty nice weather, although we are missing our families and the snow.  It just doesn't seem quite right to have Christmas without any family around or any snow.  Maybe next year.  I managed to get Brody's stocking finished before Christmas.  Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbJTU3bMHI/AAAAAAAACZ0/TxGM8ASotQ0/s1600-h/IMG_8597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419740535442845810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbJTU3bMHI/AAAAAAAACZ0/TxGM8ASotQ0/s400/IMG_8597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbJ-cVQYbI/AAAAAAAACZ8/bteSVGbwUUc/s1600-h/IMG_8596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419741276181389746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbJ-cVQYbI/AAAAAAAACZ8/bteSVGbwUUc/s400/IMG_8596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're starting to look like a full blown family with all of those stockings. I guess I might as well get started on the next one because I think life is only going to get more crazy and hectic once baby #2 arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbLZTmDmNI/AAAAAAAACaE/tCS0AegGAi0/s1600-h/IMG_8491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419742837204031698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbLZTmDmNI/AAAAAAAACaE/tCS0AegGAi0/s400/IMG_8491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Santa brought Brody this black lab puppy, and he loves it!  He wouldn't hardly put it down to open his presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbMY0kvwlI/AAAAAAAACaM/70W42rQO9B0/s1600-h/IMG_8496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419743928388665938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbMY0kvwlI/AAAAAAAACaM/70W42rQO9B0/s400/IMG_8496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He also got this adorable rocking elephant (notice he's still holding onto the puppy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Remember this picture of Timber in the sleigh from last Christmas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbOq3n4viI/AAAAAAAACac/gY4KjbhXytk/s1600-h/IMG_5949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419746437468044834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbOq3n4viI/AAAAAAAACac/gY4KjbhXytk/s400/IMG_5949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbOqtAFR7I/AAAAAAAACaU/Mc4PEQyW1A0/s1600-h/IMG_8519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419746434616739762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbOqtAFR7I/AAAAAAAACaU/Mc4PEQyW1A0/s400/IMG_8519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's Brody's picture in the sleigh (notice the sleigh is being pulled by his new little puppy).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brody got lots of fun new toys and books and clothes, and it was so fun to watch him and help him open all of his presents. The holidays are always so much more fun with little kids around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbSJwNgy3I/AAAAAAAACak/eJeJXqTex54/s1600-h/IMG_8565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419750266589203314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/SzbSJwNgy3I/AAAAAAAACak/eJeJXqTex54/s400/IMG_8565.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Notice he's still holding onto his puppy).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We hope you all had a Merry Christmas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2108865165340146657-8489735538533549889?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 20:37:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Merry Christmas 2009</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdneOBqCnI/AAAAAAAAEGU/aNL0v9jh9b8/s1600-h/Christmas+2009+without+name+jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419914445422463602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdneOBqCnI/AAAAAAAAEGU/aNL0v9jh9b8/s400/Christmas+2009+without+name+jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzdnCWGhMuI/AAAAAAAAEGM/apo1xVbUgQ0/s1600-h/Christmas+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-4933111487904754868?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-2009.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-2009.html</guid> <pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 20:52:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: What we did on the Eve of Christmas</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTVLeEt90I/AAAAAAAAEEs/i6voBO8kocU/s1600-h/DSC_0242+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419190644661679938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTVLeEt90I/AAAAAAAAEEs/i6voBO8kocU/s320/DSC_0242+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy-back rides and dancing to Christmas music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTVLAHceaI/AAAAAAAAEEk/XIJHO-oILdE/s1600-h/DSC_0261+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419190636620052898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTVLAHceaI/AAAAAAAAEEk/XIJHO-oILdE/s320/DSC_0261+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back massage for Hallie and watching Christmas movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTVJ_g2oCI/AAAAAAAAEEU/u0iGUGkG92g/s1600-h/DSC_0252+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419190619278319650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTVJ_g2oCI/AAAAAAAAEEU/u0iGUGkG92g/s320/DSC_0252+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Megan's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTVKoXf98I/AAAAAAAAEEc/Nqu94FSTRBw/s1600-h/DSC_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419190630244939714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTVKoXf98I/AAAAAAAAEEc/Nqu94FSTRBw/s320/DSC_0268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis and Campbell's turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTSMDG7jSI/AAAAAAAAEEM/gRd3scvlveg/s1600-h/DSC_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419187356068187426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTSMDG7jSI/AAAAAAAAEEM/gRd3scvlveg/s320/DSC_0272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some dear friends over for treats, a game of Hilarium (hilarious as always... hence the name), and a nativity with the kids.  Davis was a wise man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTSLlpDqgI/AAAAAAAAEEE/-yCAVQe5n70/s1600-h/DSC_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419187348158261762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTSLlpDqgI/AAAAAAAAEEE/-yCAVQe5n70/s320/DSC_0275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam as Joseph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hallie as Mary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Issac as the baby Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTSLI39iSI/AAAAAAAAED8/QJHA-I47Bzs/s1600-h/DSC_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419187340436146466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTSLI39iSI/AAAAAAAAED8/QJHA-I47Bzs/s320/DSC_0277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had so much fun and did a great job.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTSKp_QoLI/AAAAAAAAED0/5lA2cMsaD58/s1600-h/DSC_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419187332145258674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTSKp_QoLI/AAAAAAAAED0/5lA2cMsaD58/s320/DSC_0279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Campbell refused to participate... he's two you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTSKZEMDsI/AAAAAAAAEDs/A8-_aNIu-iE/s1600-h/DSC_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419187327602527938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTSKZEMDsI/AAAAAAAAEDs/A8-_aNIu-iE/s320/DSC_0283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie made a great wise man er...wo-man too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTLfu2_7iI/AAAAAAAAEDk/MVQiCxW2k1M/s1600-h/DSC_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419179997648645666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTLfu2_7iI/AAAAAAAAEDk/MVQiCxW2k1M/s320/DSC_0284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTLfCdN2nI/AAAAAAAAEDU/1vIe0B90IIA/s1600-h/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419179985729346162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTLfCdN2nI/AAAAAAAAEDU/1vIe0B90IIA/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTLfRip5KI/AAAAAAAAEDc/ZMSeA19DdSM/s1600-h/DSC_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419179989778687138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTLfRip5KI/AAAAAAAAEDc/ZMSeA19DdSM/s320/DSC_0293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards all the kids gave Issac the ride of his life pushing him around the house in the manger/ laundry basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTLewQHAVI/AAAAAAAAEDM/aiYudNfWmQw/s1600-h/DSC_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419179980842533202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTLewQHAVI/AAAAAAAAEDM/aiYudNfWmQw/s320/DSC_0294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot of our little wise man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTLeB8pYTI/AAAAAAAAEDE/GMu3DZ4AD7Y/s1600-h/DSC_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419179968412868914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzTLeB8pYTI/AAAAAAAAEDE/GMu3DZ4AD7Y/s320/DSC_0299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Angels- Megan, Eden, and Kelsey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's what we did on the Eve of Christmas... it was great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-1551372109693621639?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-we-did-on-eve-of-christmas.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-we-did-on-eve-of-christmas.html</guid> <pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 09:15:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Our Journey to Bethlehem</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzN1KVICdmI/AAAAAAAAEC8/5YCskBCRP64/s1600-h/DSC_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 289px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418803596986840674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzN1KVICdmI/AAAAAAAAEC8/5YCskBCRP64/s320/DSC_0238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night we took our long journey to Bethlehem... Kentucky (about 30miles away).  We sang Christmas songs and looked at all the Christmas lights on our way to see this live nativity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzN1J5cmfoI/AAAAAAAAEC0/vPsA_erDq6s/s1600-h/DSC_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418803589556895362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzN1J5cmfoI/AAAAAAAAEC0/vPsA_erDq6s/s320/DSC_0234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzN1JRVTfiI/AAAAAAAAECs/uvaJYQOWfic/s1600-h/DSC_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418803578788871714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzN1JRVTfiI/AAAAAAAAECs/uvaJYQOWfic/s320/DSC_0233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cold and we were all bundled up in lots of layers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzN1JJR7I-I/AAAAAAAAECk/G4Xn53-Y-IA/s1600-h/DSC_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418803576627209186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzN1JJR7I-I/AAAAAAAAECk/G4Xn53-Y-IA/s320/DSC_0230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The live nativity was so neat.  The people in the tiny town of Bethlehem, Kentucky do this every year and take turns in the nativity scene (they must have been FREEZING!).  The stable even had real animals in it including a donkey, a cow, and two sheep that the kids enjoyed feeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNtuw3_CaI/AAAAAAAAECc/uQEBCOUAOiE/s1600-h/DSC_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418795426817968546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNtuw3_CaI/AAAAAAAAECc/uQEBCOUAOiE/s320/DSC_0224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNtuc017WI/AAAAAAAAECU/_OqqdzXYVH4/s1600-h/DSC_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418795421436079458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNtuc017WI/AAAAAAAAECU/_OqqdzXYVH4/s320/DSC_0222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNtuIBAmyI/AAAAAAAAECM/LJQBFtcj-qA/s1600-h/DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418795415849966370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNtuIBAmyI/AAAAAAAAECM/LJQBFtcj-qA/s320/DSC_0218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved that we were able to go as a family and do something fun but also focus on the true meaning of Christmas.  As we drove away I felt such gratitude for this little town who do this great service to all who make the journey to Bethlehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNtthcxrmI/AAAAAAAAECE/QWqHn1EFHmY/s1600-h/DSC_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418795405497445986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNtthcxrmI/AAAAAAAAECE/QWqHn1EFHmY/s320/DSC_0215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again thanks to our dear friends (practically family) Kristine and Brett for leading the way.&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/1598949043874352903-7709920778584500499?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-journey-to-bethlehem.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-journey-to-bethlehem.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 08:19:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Caroling at  the Nursing home</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNkMkQgTNI/AAAAAAAAEB0/M-qjw0IOxOA/s1600-h/DSC_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418784943710948562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNkMkQgTNI/AAAAAAAAEB0/M-qjw0IOxOA/s320/DSC_0203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I told the girls we were going caroling at the nursing home they were thrilled (not MY response when I was a kid).  Hallie said, "That is my favorite part about Christmas because it makes them so happy and they just smile at us when we sing."&lt;br /&gt;We decided to make some Christmas cards for the residents.  Hallie and Megan wrote a special message and drew a picture in each of the 50 cards!  They did such a great job and the people loved them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNkL1m4rwI/AAAAAAAAEBs/j0Pe2Y9GEeU/s1600-h/DSCN0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418784931188354818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNkL1m4rwI/AAAAAAAAEBs/j0Pe2Y9GEeU/s320/DSCN0117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang and sang and sang our little hearts out.  One lady kept asking for "one more".  She said, "I'm one hundred years old and I may not make it much longer!"  I think we sang her 10 songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNkLfXtkOI/AAAAAAAAEBk/a5Q4DYukO70/s1600-h/DSCN0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418784925219131618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SzNkLfXtkOI/AAAAAAAAEBk/a5Q4DYukO70/s320/DSCN0115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Kristine and Brett for setting this up every year.  It is a highlight of our Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-7040343692812804839?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/caroling-at-nursing-home.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/caroling-at-nursing-home.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 07:42:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Campbell Says</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Syv2u6qWkPI/AAAAAAAAEBc/upDGxKHWtAc/s1600-h/DSC_9590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416694262724464882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Syv2u6qWkPI/AAAAAAAAEBc/upDGxKHWtAc/s320/DSC_9590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Megan's gunna be a grandfawder and I'm gunna be a mommy." Megan tried to explain to him that that was not possible but he was &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; insistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the back seat- "We're going SUPERfast! Are we winning mommy? Are we winning the race?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the back of the couch (big no no) with one arm reaching up the sky, "To the Rescue!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-1827004867530810949?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/campbell-says.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/campbell-says.html</guid> <pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 15:54:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>the plasters: It's that time of year</title> <description>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416699574667345154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/Syv7kHMOfQI/AAAAAAAAAt8/QV0ESAk13Yg/s400/2009_12_02.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Here is our Christmas tree!  My sister, Lisa, showed me this great idea many years ago.  I cut up grapefruit, oranges, and limes and then dried them in the oven (if you have a food dehydrator it works much better).  Then you string them together and hang them as garland.  I love how the white lights shine through the citrus and make them glow different colors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend Jim and Debby came to visit.  We had a lot of fun going out to eat, going to the movies, playing golf, talking, and of course....working (at least the boys did)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416700194623456386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/Syv8IMtSBII/AAAAAAAAAuM/WRRAPKQE0bs/s400/IMG_1524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what Brandon and Jim did Friday night while Debby and I sat on the couch talking.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Like father like son...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/Syv78wACdrI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ueeHNtOY4Mk/s1600-h/IMG_1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416699997938939570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiy-Yq1P8nE/Syv78wACdrI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ueeHNtOY4Mk/s400/IMG_1521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5028363206699813696-9105879089619200292?l=karencannonrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-that-time-of-year.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://karencannonrn.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-that-time-of-year.html</guid> <pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 13:38:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>~ Our Road ~: 9 Months</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/Syro4YEKGVI/AAAAAAAACZs/akBZoFxjA3g/s1600-h/IMG_8460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416397557096651090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/Syro4YEKGVI/AAAAAAAACZs/akBZoFxjA3g/s400/IMG_8460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/Syro33XfjOI/AAAAAAAACZk/l_1lmy7nPDI/s1600-h/IMG_8481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416397548319378658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uRxSguxMsG0/Syro33XfjOI/AAAAAAAACZk/l_1lmy7nPDI/s400/IMG_8481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brody had his nine month check-up this week. He weighed in at just under 20 lbs. (50th percentile), and measured 28 inches long (45th percentile). It still makes me laugh that people always comment on what a big baby he is, and it turns out he's pretty much average. Even the doctor said, "What a big boy!" when she walked into the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is completey weaned, and is chunking up again. He's discovered that he LOVES cheerios. The other day, all I had on hand was Honey Nut Cheerios, and he ate so many I think he got a little bit of a sugar high. He's still thinking about crawling, but hasn't quite figured it out yet. He can pretty much travel anywhere he wants to go by just rolling across the room though, so who needs to crawl? He loves to give High 5's and open mouth slobbery kisses. He's still working on cutting his two front top teeth . . . maybe for Christmas.  He's already had three trims around the ears, and is due for a fourth.  This kid has more hair than any of his little baby friends, even the ones who are quite a bit older than him.  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to believe our little baby is already 9 months old.  Where does the time go?!  &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/2108865165340146657-3930436807889366323?l=rabers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://rabers.blogspot.com/2009/12/9-months.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://rabers.blogspot.com/2009/12/9-months.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 20:10:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: What I love about Our Kentucky Home</title> <description>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416189674735748786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Syor0B7DRrI/AAAAAAAAD_0/EwfpYME3-4M/s320/louisville5.jpg" /&gt; It occurred to me the other day that many of my Utah friends probably think that Louisville is a little town in rolling hills Kentucky full of white fences, fields, farms, and horses everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's what we thought before we came here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I thought it would be fun to tell you a few things about Louisville... our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Louisville has a population of 1,244,696 in the metropolitan area. To give you an idea of how big that is Salt Lake City has a population of almost 200,000 so just times SLC by 6... it is a really big city. Louisville lies on the banks of the Ohio River and the skyline is absolutely beautiful at night as the city lights reflect over the river and huge bridges. It takes my breath away every time we drive over the bridge into downtown at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416185033887532306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Syonl5anRRI/AAAAAAAAD_s/y8DGhX-W8BQ/s320/louisville.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416185021079812930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyonlJtA-0I/AAAAAAAAD_c/TLXB9wqwWTU/s320/louisville4.jpg" /&gt; Of course Louisville is famous for The Kentucky Derby and Derby is a big deal around here. The whole city really comes alive during the Derby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416185017800273490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Syonk9fHLlI/AAAAAAAAD_U/1EQCjzna16Y/s320/louisville2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416245105644423506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SypeOiJiSVI/AAAAAAAAEAk/G57T9JtvsVQ/s320/louisville7.jpg" /&gt;And if you go to Derby you MUST wear a great hat.  Here is Megan's Derby hat. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416245103538556130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SypeOaTdTOI/AAAAAAAAEAc/D02HllUN2lI/s320/DSC_6105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416185024818442850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyonlXoX8mI/AAAAAAAAD_k/6xzakwwdDEk/s320/louisville3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We live about 15 miles from downtown in a beautiful area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do have a lot of horses in Kentucky but one thing Trev and I think is cool is in Louisville the horse fences are usually painted black not white.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have grown to love the black horse fenced fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sypau9-6YDI/AAAAAAAAEAU/HiLcd0mSwGY/s1600-h/louisville_lds_mormon_temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416241264825360434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/Sypau9-6YDI/AAAAAAAAEAU/HiLcd0mSwGY/s320/louisville_lds_mormon_temple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beautiful Louisville Temple is only 3 miles from our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416245116040268866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SypePI4GTEI/AAAAAAAAEAs/vU4JfdyTNuQ/s320/Louisville6.jpg" /&gt;It is not uncommon to run into this guy at Costco or the elementary school or of course at church.  He has a son out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416239895266473330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SypZfP-oNXI/AAAAAAAAD_8/c6uwyPpOZ3U/s320/DSCN1612.JPG" /&gt; Fall in Louisville is absolutely GORGEOUS.  You don't have to drive up to the mountains to get spectacular views.  Kentucky is thick with trees and I took the above photo when I was just running some errands one day.   That is a typical road out here (very skinny with trees up to the edge of the road).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The freeways (especially I71) are so pretty.  That's right, I said the FREEWAY is pretty.  There are rock walls with water trickling down them and moss growing on them.  There are huge trees lining the sides of the freeway and green grass (don't need sprinkling systems out here because of the humidity) that grows up to the roads and covers everything.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we came here from Utah it was the first thing I noticed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416239901509093090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SypZfnO_BuI/AAAAAAAAEAE/M1vKTZlEjDA/s320/DSCN1679color.jpg" /&gt;This is our house (before we added the new room above the garage). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just love living here.  It is home.&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/1598949043874352903-4773965910803189002?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-love-about-our-kentucky-home.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-love-about-our-kentucky-home.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 07:42:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: First Snow</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyaQV1BXk7I/AAAAAAAAD-E/HUMUXlYO6HQ/s1600-h/DSC_9840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415174306644071346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyaQV1BXk7I/AAAAAAAAD-E/HUMUXlYO6HQ/s320/DSC_9840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Louisville got its first snow last week.  It lasted about an hour. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-1774203357279951105?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-snow.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-snow.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 02:16:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Gingerbread</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415943719346119458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SylMHisiIyI/AAAAAAAAD_E/U3OoO4oaFdk/s320/DSC_9780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416176154824328434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyofhEU-xPI/AAAAAAAAD_M/lDc4wJSQ6c8/s320/Ginger+bread+house+party+Grubbs+Family.JPG" /&gt; We've had lots of fun with gingerbread this Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;We went to one friends home and made this fun gingerbread house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykuXq0Xr3I/AAAAAAAAD-0/PDX5A2y4Z00/s1600-h/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415911011055546226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykuXq0Xr3I/AAAAAAAAD-0/PDX5A2y4Z00/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then we got some gingerbread men to decorate as a family from another great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykuXGCLbCI/AAAAAAAAD-s/YS-0krXu6bY/s1600-h/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415911001181350946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykuXGCLbCI/AAAAAAAAD-s/YS-0krXu6bY/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykuWtMhdGI/AAAAAAAAD-k/pnwZK7K9HVQ/s1600-h/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415910994513851490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykuWtMhdGI/AAAAAAAAD-k/pnwZK7K9HVQ/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykpgNtawOI/AAAAAAAAD-c/hPNkl7BXqN8/s1600-h/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415905660302442722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykpgNtawOI/AAAAAAAAD-c/hPNkl7BXqN8/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykpfhDSMkI/AAAAAAAAD-U/XRWwsUsjKvM/s1600-h/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415905648314561090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykpfhDSMkI/AAAAAAAAD-U/XRWwsUsjKvM/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykpfN7xNBI/AAAAAAAAD-M/I5kX8VPHZ0A/s1600-h/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415905643182765074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SykpfN7xNBI/AAAAAAAAD-M/I5kX8VPHZ0A/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-4855828901822880211?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/gingerbread.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/gingerbread.html</guid> <pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 13:27:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Found Davis like this</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Davis loves to wrap things (coats, towels, etc.) around his head and neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found him like this the other day... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414725270796376098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyT38gImGCI/AAAAAAAAD8M/_klyGWYpdBo/s320/DSC_9789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyT38WdWJnI/AAAAAAAAD8E/xSfk0Dav3jU/s1600-h/DSC_9784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414725268199057010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyT38WdWJnI/AAAAAAAAD8E/xSfk0Dav3jU/s320/DSC_9784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyT37-E1_2I/AAAAAAAAD78/FJPlz-FJKgs/s1600-h/DSC_9787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414725261653835618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyT37-E1_2I/AAAAAAAAD78/FJPlz-FJKgs/s320/DSC_9787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyT36aPd_fI/AAAAAAAAD70/6awUXhj10k4/s1600-h/DSC_9785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414725234854854130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyT36aPd_fI/AAAAAAAAD70/6awUXhj10k4/s320/DSC_9785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1598949043874352903-8359628831525438396?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/found-davis-like-this.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/found-davis-like-this.html</guid> <pubDate>Sun, 13 Dec 2009 09:04:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Together: Davis turns 1</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPfTMM_hsI/AAAAAAAAD7k/cFiI-2Rodig/s1600-h/DSC_4411a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414416697815697090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPfTMM_hsI/AAAAAAAAD7k/cFiI-2Rodig/s320/DSC_4411a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; December 2nd 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPfS0ZPs0I/AAAAAAAAD7c/8HClq36M35U/s1600-h/DSC_4622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414416691424637762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPfS0ZPs0I/AAAAAAAAD7c/8HClq36M35U/s320/DSC_4622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPfSXBsRGI/AAAAAAAAD7U/ckKpBt5Q9eQ/s1600-h/DSC_5042a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414416683541218402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPfSXBsRGI/AAAAAAAAD7U/ckKpBt5Q9eQ/s320/DSC_5042a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPYRHb8y6I/AAAAAAAAD7M/IDYC98Agq2g/s1600-h/DSC_5301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408965595122594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPYRHb8y6I/AAAAAAAAD7M/IDYC98Agq2g/s320/DSC_5301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPYQ53TO0I/AAAAAAAAD7E/PO56JM3O6_E/s1600-h/DSC_5670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408961951742786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPYQ53TO0I/AAAAAAAAD7E/PO56JM3O6_E/s320/DSC_5670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPYQZ5TPpI/AAAAAAAAD68/yi-7izOhp_Q/s1600-h/DSC_6320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408953370197650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPYQZ5TPpI/AAAAAAAAD68/yi-7izOhp_Q/s320/DSC_6320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPYQIlfrNI/AAAAAAAAD60/gCFLaaUZVRM/s1600-h/DSC_6971+copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408948723723474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPYQIlfrNI/AAAAAAAAD60/gCFLaaUZVRM/s320/DSC_6971+copy+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPJzCEQsTI/AAAAAAAAD6c/gIJz-slct3Q/s1600-h/DSC_7880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414393055594721586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPJzCEQsTI/AAAAAAAAD6c/gIJz-slct3Q/s320/DSC_7880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPYPiymC4I/AAAAAAAAD6s/J8cpXniXKaw/s1600-h/DSC_9261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408938578119554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPYPiymC4I/AAAAAAAAD6s/J8cpXniXKaw/s320/DSC_9261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPJx3baI3I/AAAAAAAAD6E/tMcdity1k88/s1600-h/DSC_9573+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414393035559150450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyPJx3baI3I/AAAAAAAAD6E/tMcdity1k88/s320/DSC_9573+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyO8AN-kzbI/AAAAAAAAD50/3BtbCfCgEs4/s1600-h/DSC_9831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414377888967609778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyO8AN-kzbI/AAAAAAAAD50/3BtbCfCgEs4/s320/DSC_9831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyO7_v2daXI/AAAAAAAAD5s/75Y6f_9iLSI/s1600-h/DSC_9822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414377880880507250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xkyrDE8H5XI/SyO7_v2daXI/AAAAAAAAD5s/75Y6f_9iLSI/s320/DSC_9822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; December 2nd 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I can't believe our little man is 1 year old!  Poor Davis was sick on his birthday so although he enjoyed his cake it was kind of a yucky day for him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Davis is walking all over the house and follows me everywhere.  He says "Mama" and "Dada" and he points and claps and waves and giggles.  Davis doesn't play with toys instead he loves cellphones, camers, remote controls, and carries my old stethoscope around his neck (sound like anyone you know?).  He is such a fun little guy and he is so happy and content.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took him in for his one year and here are his stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24lbs 14 oz. (70%)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30and 3/4 inches (50%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Davis!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/1598949043874352903-4300467389885254212?l=kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/davis-turns-1.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://kentuckygrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/12/davis-turns-1.html</guid> <pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 10:33:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Bill's Blog: </title> <description>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFbdbDr69MM/StsiSvAtTqI/AAAAAAAAVG4/ocI5l0bm248/s1600-h/PICT2967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFbdbDr69MM/StsiSvAtTqI/AAAAAAAAVG4/ocI5l0bm248/s400/PICT2967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFbdbDr69MM/StsiS7aQndI/AAAAAAAAVHA/GOsT5n_hJhM/s1600-h/PICT2970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFbdbDr69MM/StsiS7aQndI/AAAAAAAAVHA/GOsT5n_hJhM/s400/PICT2970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It was a beautiful afternoon, but we didn't catch a thing&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35508437-730629605374718210?l=billgrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://billgrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-was-beautiful-afternoon-but-we-didnt.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://billgrubbs.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-was-beautiful-afternoon-but-we-didnt.html</guid> <pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 07:12:00 MDT</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Tiffany's Photo Gallery: October 2009</title> <description>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0 5px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dancegenerations/October2009"&gt;&lt;img style="border:1px solid #5C7FB9" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_5_KepfrQ_TI/Sw6x1GXj-7E/AAAAAAAAKGE/DYsUlZ1pjQY/s160-c/October2009.jpg" alt="October 2009"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font color="#6B6B6B"&gt;Date: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;Oct 2, 2009&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font color="#6B6B6B"&gt;Number of Photos in Album: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;69&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dancegenerations/October2009"&gt;&lt;font color=\"#3964C2\"&gt;View Album&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description> <link>http://picasaweb.google.com/dancegenerations/October2009</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://picasaweb.google.com/dancegenerations/October2009</guid> <pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 16:15:00 MDT</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>We are ANGUS: Our New Baby Girl</title> <description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-1b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2666130979429643035&amp;amp;site=widget-1b.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2666130979429643035&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1b.slide.com/p1/2666130979429643035/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2666130979429643035&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1b.slide.com/p2/2666130979429643035/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2666130979429643035&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1b.slide.com/p4/2666130979429643035/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When I was a kid my family and I took a trip down the Sabine River in east Texas.  We were no strangers to boat trips, but these were uncharted waters for us.  The Sabine was full of new things to look at for me, new places to camp, and with it's shares of unknown obstacles lurking just below the surface.  I remember one of those obstacles ( a stump ) was hidden from our view as we made our way through the water.  I was the first to spot it and yelled to my father who couldn't hear me over the noise of the motor and before we knew it we were thrown sideways on the log looking straight down into the water.  I was wondering for a little bit how we were going to keep going if our boat capsized.  All of our belongings would be soaked, and it was a long way from where we started.  Luckily friends, who were traveling with us, turned their boats around and came back to help.  So why do I share this story under the Title "Our New Baby Girl"?  Because On the 13th my dear sweet wife gave birth to our sweet little girl, Jade. Once again I have found myself in uncharted waters.  When our son James was born I can remember feeling an overwhelming sense of love for him come over me almost instantaneously.  It was so strong I couldn't control my tears.  I felt that same feeling for our little girl, only this time it was coupled with other feelings.  I instantly began to look at the other little boys in the nursery differently and told them in my head that they better watch out if they ever came in contact with my daughter and tried to date her!  I can also honestly say that in the past few years since James was born I have learned to change a diaper while being half asleep and being in the dark (I've done it a few times) but now... that's changed as well!! Do you realize you have to change a girls diaper differently than you change a boys? I am certainly in for a learning experience!  It never ceases to amaze me how women are built so much stronger than us neanderthal men. My wife is completely amazing.  She is my hero! Nothing makes me lover her more than standing by her side, holding her hand as she gave birth to our beautiful daughter. Daughter... wow, I have a daughter.... and a shotgun... watch out future son in law! She was 7 lbs 2 oz, born at 5:35, and 19 inches long. The most special part for me is that she was born on my birthday! Tiffany did great through the labor and delivery and is doing great now!  I feel so blessed to have a wife as amazing as her. I'm sure that in the coming weeks and months the tasks of raising two kids compared to just one will not seem so daunting. The uncharted waters that I feel like I'm in now will seem less and less uncharted as our small family rides the current along. How grateful I am to have the love of a beautiful wife, and the love of two wonderful children to help me to see the great blessings that I have been given. Our sweet little Jade is absolutely precious. We are grateful to all those who share in our Joy and are grateful to have friends and family who help this journey so meaningful. Happy Birthday to me and baby jade! And congratulations mommy and James on the newest addition to our little family! &lt;br /&gt;Jade's picture at the hospital can be seen by going to:  http://www.gsmc.org/services/maternity-services/great-expectations/newborn-nursery/&lt;br /&gt;Just type in her name or birthday (7/13/2009) and click on her name to see her pic. and all her birth info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4102844267895913147-6634591292843348006?l=angusclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://angusclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-new-baby-girl.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://angusclan.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-new-baby-girl.html</guid> <pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 04:56:00 MDT</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Star Attractions: Falling Asleep</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50Iwmw5DCVQ/SdwXTnqTurI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kqgPTWcwoIc/s1600-h/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322154485476473522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50Iwmw5DCVQ/SdwXTnqTurI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kqgPTWcwoIc/s400/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50Iwmw5DCVQ/SdwXTAR9zRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/s0kowUjhJfo/s1600-h/PICT0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322154474905390354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_50Iwmw5DCVQ/SdwXTAR9zRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/s0kowUjhJfo/s400/PICT0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happens when your kids are bored and you fall asleep after Sunday meetings! Beware your kids will get you next.&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/2682260941521743786-7961413073160535211?l=starattractions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://starattractions.blogspot.com/2009/04/falling-asleep.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://starattractions.blogspot.com/2009/04/falling-asleep.html</guid> <pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 20:12:00 MDT</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>GrubbsFamily.org Bulletins: Tyler Plaster: Hadley's Blessing</title> <description>We will bless our little girl Hadley on the 31st of this month. So this sunday. It will be done in Spokane at Jim and Debbys ward. We would love to see any one who feels inclined to attend.</description> <link></link> <guid isPermaLink="true"></guid> <pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 22:24:00 MDT</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Todd Grubbs Family Blog: Fly day.</title> <description>This morning was a fly day.  Mack, Bill, Camron and I all went flying at the break of dawn....well close enough, it was early.  Wish you were here Trevor.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHe_ctXX8WI/AAAAAAAABHk/Z9AXRBqR-Ts/s1600-h/2008_july_Reunion-438_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHe_ctXX8WI/AAAAAAAABHk/Z9AXRBqR-Ts/s320/2008_july_Reunion-438_blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221852792894255458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHe_c_RJCzI/AAAAAAAABHs/E74Lgyqhg4E/s1600-h/2008_july_Reunion-441_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHe_c_RJCzI/AAAAAAAABHs/E74Lgyqhg4E/s320/2008_july_Reunion-441_blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221852797699951410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHe_dOPmOhI/AAAAAAAABH0/jdq2yVbNaKE/s1600-h/2008_july_Reunion-444_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHe_dOPmOhI/AAAAAAAABH0/jdq2yVbNaKE/s320/2008_july_Reunion-444_blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221852801720007186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHe_dR7d5MI/AAAAAAAABH8/RibxER1-mHQ/s1600-h/2008_july_Reunion-446_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHe_dR7d5MI/AAAAAAAABH8/RibxER1-mHQ/s320/2008_july_Reunion-446_blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221852802709316802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHe_d6WAjII/AAAAAAAABIE/glNLdYmafAo/s1600-h/2008_july_Reunion-451_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHe_d6WAjII/AAAAAAAABIE/glNLdYmafAo/s320/2008_july_Reunion-451_blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221852813558058114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHfAN8OiuKI/AAAAAAAABIM/ARWTSly8WNM/s1600-h/2008_july_Reunion-457_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHfAN8OiuKI/AAAAAAAABIM/ARWTSly8WNM/s320/2008_july_Reunion-457_blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221853638697334946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHfAOFewKlI/AAAAAAAABIU/h6NpnBiX4XA/s1600-h/2008_july_Reunion-458_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHfAOFewKlI/AAAAAAAABIU/h6NpnBiX4XA/s320/2008_july_Reunion-458_blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221853641181243986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHfAOYZYs7I/AAAAAAAABIk/U4GUnAJfrPk/s1600-h/2008_july_Reunion-462_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bs2_hUFIwHU/SHfAOYZYs7I/AAAAAAAABIk/U4GUnAJfrPk/s320/2008_july_Reunion-462_blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221853646259008434" 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/34965637-3057591883932080727?l=toddgrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://toddgrubbs.blogspot.com/2008/07/fly-day.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://toddgrubbs.blogspot.com/2008/07/fly-day.html</guid> <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 14:11:00 MDT</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Ryan and Natalie in Moab and Wisconsin: Pictures from Moab and one of Natalie standing on the deck</title> <description>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sx1O-RwX7LU/R_qj4mjk5fI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zMB8esRVUkY/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186638113688315378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sx1O-RwX7LU/R_qj4mjk5fI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zMB8esRVUkY/s200/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sx1O-RwX7LU/R_qj42jk5gI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3Cas1KSfCXI/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186638117983282690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sx1O-RwX7LU/R_qj42jk5gI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3Cas1KSfCXI/s200/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sx1O-RwX7LU/R_qj5mjk5hI/AAAAAAAAAAs/CaSoR4xw0os/s1600-h/DSC00456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186638130868184594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sx1O-RwX7LU/R_qj5mjk5hI/AAAAAAAAAAs/CaSoR4xw0os/s200/DSC00456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sx1O-RwX7LU/R_qj52jk5iI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xO4nYbCNwVc/s1600-h/DSC00532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186638135163151906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sx1O-RwX7LU/R_qj52jk5iI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xO4nYbCNwVc/s200/DSC00532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sx1O-RwX7LU/R_qj6Wjk5jI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yBca7xPuVis/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186638143753086514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sx1O-RwX7LU/R_qj6Wjk5jI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yBca7xPuVis/s200/DSC00651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864353691168217516-8627218539718725562?l=ryanandnatalieinmoabandwisconsin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://ryanandnatalieinmoabandwisconsin.blogspot.com/2008/04/pictures-from-moab-and-one-of-natalie.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://ryanandnatalieinmoabandwisconsin.blogspot.com/2008/04/pictures-from-moab-and-one-of-natalie.html</guid> <pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 15:37:00 MDT</pubDate> </item> 
 <item> <title>Jerry Mack's Blog: He influenced my life for good . . .</title> <description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIPP3gmJhH8/R6vs5FbEecI/AAAAAAAAAaA/nxjymqiGh8c/s1600-h/Old+Pictures+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164481863162821058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FIPP3gmJhH8/R6vs5FbEecI/AAAAAAAAAaA/nxjymqiGh8c/s320/Old+Pictures+22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; . . . and passed away five years ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew Glenn Wahlquist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;August 22, 1912 - February 10, 2003&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5771025326305720280-3000985581388464118?l=jerrymackgrubbs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description> <link>http://jerrymackgrubbs.blogspot.com/2008/02/he-influenced-my-life-for-good.html</link> <guid isPermaLink="true">http://jerrymackgrubbs.blogspot.com/2008/02/he-influenced-my-life-for-good.html</guid> <pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 11:55:00 MST</pubDate> </item> 
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