<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919</id><updated>2012-01-12T18:25:15.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mecham 6</title><subtitle type='html'>Darren, Missy, Luke, Riley, Chloe and Cole</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>424</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-4605169488976620794</id><published>2011-11-13T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:24:10.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of school 2011</title><content type='html'>Since we do first day of school pics, we must do last day of school pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FyBf13dVVJE/TsCx62EOziI/AAAAAAAAFjA/4N9V6EDwvqg/s1600/IMG_2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674731154990616098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FyBf13dVVJE/TsCx62EOziI/AAAAAAAAFjA/4N9V6EDwvqg/s320/IMG_2549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt; all ready for her last day of first grade with Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sintler&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She loved her teacher, made lots of friends and got straight A's all year long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nrEN_g5lxBQ/TsCx6QUHGzI/AAAAAAAAFi0/jtUUpYKai8M/s1600/IMG_2551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674731144856673074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nrEN_g5lxBQ/TsCx6QUHGzI/AAAAAAAAFi0/jtUUpYKai8M/s320/IMG_2551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke, trying not to smile- last day of 3rd grade with Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Obrien&lt;/span&gt;. He was an excellent student and example in his class, who also maintained straight A's all year. He also made a few great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1aCohYvvaDo/TsCx6FQNdZI/AAAAAAAAFio/r3_2y2KCg34/s1600/IMG_2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674731141887522194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1aCohYvvaDo/TsCx6FQNdZI/AAAAAAAAFio/r3_2y2KCg34/s320/IMG_2552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such cute kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ss95nIcMm_4/TsCwiwRNPhI/AAAAAAAAFiU/oyoGPeQGiEU/s1600/IMG_2555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674729641605938706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ss95nIcMm_4/TsCwiwRNPhI/AAAAAAAAFiU/oyoGPeQGiEU/s320/IMG_2555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley's class. They were so silly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SRcIJRrV3ak/TsCwieKRPsI/AAAAAAAAFiI/lnfHuYEqJ4M/s1600/IMG_2558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674729636745002690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SRcIJRrV3ak/TsCwieKRPsI/AAAAAAAAFiI/lnfHuYEqJ4M/s320/IMG_2558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley and Bailey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IY5rdPpNk2I/TsCwgTqbrRI/AAAAAAAAFh8/8cy7-EGiKB4/s1600/IMG_2562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674729599567375634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IY5rdPpNk2I/TsCwgTqbrRI/AAAAAAAAFh8/8cy7-EGiKB4/s320/IMG_2562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Cool" kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8y74NuRGXw/TsCwf2w7BNI/AAAAAAAAFhs/VpHxzADcyAc/s1600/IMG_2564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674729591809967314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8y74NuRGXw/TsCwf2w7BNI/AAAAAAAAFhs/VpHxzADcyAc/s320/IMG_2564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke's class. He of course didn't want any other pics taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was actually quite sad as we walked out of the school that day. I got to know both of their teachers well while helping out during the year. Both had great teachers whom I really enjoyed spending time with. I really loved the kids in their classes too. I was more sad than they were to move on. They were way excited for a summer full of fun!&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/1824219066158312919-4605169488976620794?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/4605169488976620794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=4605169488976620794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4605169488976620794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4605169488976620794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-day-of-school-2011.html' title='Last Day of school 2011'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FyBf13dVVJE/TsCx62EOziI/AAAAAAAAFjA/4N9V6EDwvqg/s72-c/IMG_2549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-4638191998793583857</id><published>2011-11-13T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:56:33.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe's preschool graduation</title><content type='html'>At the end of May our sweet little Chloe graduated preschool! She was sad to leave Mrs. Tate but super excited to be a "big kindergartner". &lt;br /&gt;The kids put on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt; show for the families to show all they learned during the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q2WXbkb8a0/TsCrf23VjII/AAAAAAAAFhY/YVVQHlhicI8/s1600/IMG_2533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674724094278732930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q2WXbkb8a0/TsCrf23VjII/AAAAAAAAFhY/YVVQHlhicI8/s320/IMG_2533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UVF9tPCAGAA/TsCrffaSQnI/AAAAAAAAFhM/rU7zNbNQXEk/s1600/IMG_2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674724087982867058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UVF9tPCAGAA/TsCrffaSQnI/AAAAAAAAFhM/rU7zNbNQXEk/s320/IMG_2535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe doing her part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-jWiOovkbw/TsCrfO_UcYI/AAAAAAAAFhA/tFkWUUHGV2M/s1600/IMG_2543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674724083574796674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-jWiOovkbw/TsCrfO_UcYI/AAAAAAAAFhA/tFkWUUHGV2M/s320/IMG_2543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mrs. Tate and Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Js0hc8Zszb4/TsCrejforVI/AAAAAAAAFg0/7peVZ3dN_wo/s1600/IMG_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674724071899180370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Js0hc8Zszb4/TsCrejforVI/AAAAAAAAFg0/7peVZ3dN_wo/s320/IMG_2544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe and her friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Alora&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l4z1UnVMzNo/TsCreTin_aI/AAAAAAAAFgo/CPZ1V-7S0X0/s1600/IMG_2548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674724067616751010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l4z1UnVMzNo/TsCreTin_aI/AAAAAAAAFgo/CPZ1V-7S0X0/s320/IMG_2548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe, Dad and Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards we celebrated at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cici's&lt;/span&gt; pizza with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Leavitt&lt;/span&gt; family. Fun day!&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/1824219066158312919-4638191998793583857?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/4638191998793583857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=4638191998793583857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4638191998793583857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4638191998793583857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/11/chloes-preschool-graduation.html' title='Chloe&apos;s preschool graduation'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q2WXbkb8a0/TsCrf23VjII/AAAAAAAAFhY/YVVQHlhicI8/s72-c/IMG_2533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-9169080234781844076</id><published>2011-08-29T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T22:42:27.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Lots of pics...I love Easter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ward had a little picnic and egg hunt the Saturday before Easter. The kids had a blast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YeA2owmuyzg/Tlx1fC3XEpI/AAAAAAAAFgQ/o5i9nWNe40A/s1600/IMG_2213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646517209021223570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YeA2owmuyzg/Tlx1fC3XEpI/AAAAAAAAFgQ/o5i9nWNe40A/s320/IMG_2213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lined up and ready to find some eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYDSuQbhwcA/Tlx1fJnEZsI/AAAAAAAAFgI/adqDc7AUOOY/s1600/IMG_2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646517210831939266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cYDSuQbhwcA/Tlx1fJnEZsI/AAAAAAAAFgI/adqDc7AUOOY/s320/IMG_2215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bunny made an appearance. I was surprised Cole wasn't scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SteVpBSN8Co/Tlx1ea54z3I/AAAAAAAAFgA/ZnbbItMfvsY/s1600/IMG_2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646517198294404978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SteVpBSN8Co/Tlx1ea54z3I/AAAAAAAAFgA/ZnbbItMfvsY/s320/IMG_2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Man, I have some cute kids! - Luke was too busy with his friends for a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c3WGnJDRFO4/Tlx1dZf03gI/AAAAAAAAFf4/_6SdC975R0g/s1600/IMG_2228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646517180736790018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c3WGnJDRFO4/Tlx1dZf03gI/AAAAAAAAFf4/_6SdC975R0g/s320/IMG_2228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loved the bunny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fRHMiI3BE7U/Tlx1Bc9GkcI/AAAAAAAAFfw/7T9sOgj5r2E/s1600/IMG_2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646516700628554178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fRHMiI3BE7U/Tlx1Bc9GkcI/AAAAAAAAFfw/7T9sOgj5r2E/s320/IMG_2462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Leavitt's&lt;/span&gt; came over to dye eggs with us. The boys and my Dad actually did all the dyeing with them. It was actually quite nice. I don't remember what Cole's fit was about, but it is a funny picture for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u6Z1S4WmL7E/Tlx1Ay3iPhI/AAAAAAAAFfo/9yQnm2kB-uI/s1600/IMG_2461-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646516689330912786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u6Z1S4WmL7E/Tlx1Ay3iPhI/AAAAAAAAFfo/9yQnm2kB-uI/s320/IMG_2461-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f1FdkcGZVjo/Tlx1Al5FYtI/AAAAAAAAFfg/-O7Jjc2HrCw/s1600/IMG_2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646516685847749330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f1FdkcGZVjo/Tlx1Al5FYtI/AAAAAAAAFfg/-O7Jjc2HrCw/s320/IMG_2484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe on Easter morning after finding her basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BV4dsrdQKzs/Tlx1AacIZWI/AAAAAAAAFfY/ZMPI051Ej4s/s1600/IMG_2486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646516682773521762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BV4dsrdQKzs/Tlx1AacIZWI/AAAAAAAAFfY/ZMPI051Ej4s/s320/IMG_2486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley with her basket too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2UgIg8hcqu8/Tlx1AFaFDDI/AAAAAAAAFfQ/-5260qxIy4c/s1600/IMG_2478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646516677127769138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2UgIg8hcqu8/Tlx1AFaFDDI/AAAAAAAAFfQ/-5260qxIy4c/s320/IMG_2478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke, getting his out of the microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5haNMkq6k2s/TlxzhblAhII/AAAAAAAAFfI/9_xv3oe4XJQ/s1600/IMG_2481-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646515050991617154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5haNMkq6k2s/TlxzhblAhII/AAAAAAAAFfI/9_xv3oe4XJQ/s320/IMG_2481-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole thought the eggs were so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CDWQBhScVxM/TlxzhD-bEYI/AAAAAAAAFfA/HAWUOcK6ikc/s1600/IMG_2497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646515044655763842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CDWQBhScVxM/TlxzhD-bEYI/AAAAAAAAFfA/HAWUOcK6ikc/s320/IMG_2497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NrHWOCe8jkU/Tlxzg-q7UQI/AAAAAAAAFe4/owizVVRs0fM/s1600/IMG_2503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646515043231813890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NrHWOCe8jkU/Tlxzg-q7UQI/AAAAAAAAFe4/owizVVRs0fM/s320/IMG_2503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such posers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UOztyRqU_E/Tlxzgaig2fI/AAAAAAAAFew/7Xv8Aw97Y3I/s1600/IMG_2513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646515033532848626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UOztyRqU_E/Tlxzgaig2fI/AAAAAAAAFew/7Xv8Aw97Y3I/s320/IMG_2513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Darren was trying to set up the camera timer so this was a practice shot. I love how silly they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OqqmTWsxbok/TlxzgKu_z2I/AAAAAAAAFeo/h6UzfSEe_gs/s1600/IMG_2516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646515029290241890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OqqmTWsxbok/TlxzgKu_z2I/AAAAAAAAFeo/h6UzfSEe_gs/s320/IMG_2516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole day was wonderful! Sacrament meeting was beautiful. I presented sharing time in primary and thought it went well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church we met up with my family for dinner and dessert and a visit. Unfortunately D had to go to work, but at least we had the day together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So grateful for the gospel and for our Savior's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; so we may have eternal life. I love that the kids are all at ages that they can understand and appreciate the atonement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-9169080234781844076?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/9169080234781844076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=9169080234781844076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9169080234781844076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9169080234781844076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/08/easter-2011.html' title='Easter 2011'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YeA2owmuyzg/Tlx1fC3XEpI/AAAAAAAAFgQ/o5i9nWNe40A/s72-c/IMG_2213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3352986007496814379</id><published>2011-08-15T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T22:05:33.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little catch up</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you are all dying to hear about our super exciting summer. (insert sarcasm) You will have to wait till I get us all caught up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-3352986007496814379?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3352986007496814379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3352986007496814379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3352986007496814379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3352986007496814379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-catch-up.html' title='A little catch up'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-5354627061455244258</id><published>2011-08-15T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T21:30:21.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring 2011 soccer season</title><content type='html'>Luke and Riley were able to play on the same team this season. Luke wasn't happy about it at first, but he got used to it eventually. It was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;convenient&lt;/span&gt; for me though. Luke's friend Bryan was also on the team so that made it fun for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke improved his skill this year. He is getting really good.&lt;br /&gt;Riley, well, she is still learning. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; She is definitely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; but I'm glad she got out there and played!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qOlgBS-rYvw/TknuS9e6KMI/AAAAAAAAFeM/NMehAgd8Qp8/s1600/IMG_8256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641302017767516354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qOlgBS-rYvw/TknuS9e6KMI/AAAAAAAAFeM/NMehAgd8Qp8/s320/IMG_8256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke , diving for the ball?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5zYok3qEfU/TknuS1zf6pI/AAAAAAAAFeE/Mlq7J6k8ZQc/s1600/IMG_8259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641302015706393234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E5zYok3qEfU/TknuS1zf6pI/AAAAAAAAFeE/Mlq7J6k8ZQc/s320/IMG_8259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jav0w3ZFo5I/TknuSuVAMuI/AAAAAAAAFd8/ND7CSw_ffck/s1600/IMG_8268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641302013699437282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jav0w3ZFo5I/TknuSuVAMuI/AAAAAAAAFd8/ND7CSw_ffck/s320/IMG_8268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MMfVZlWwo9c/TknuSuk64vI/AAAAAAAAFd0/_FxTZmqy8XM/s1600/IMG_8288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641302013766198002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MMfVZlWwo9c/TknuSuk64vI/AAAAAAAAFd0/_FxTZmqy8XM/s320/IMG_8288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ck09gmmY-os/TknuSdlPI3I/AAAAAAAAFds/2CWKijyFgQs/s1600/IMG_8285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641302009204122482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ck09gmmY-os/TknuSdlPI3I/AAAAAAAAFds/2CWKijyFgQs/s320/IMG_8285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke looks so tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We only won 2 games I think, but they both had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We aren't sure what we will do for fall season yet. Chloe doesn't want to play soccer, but wants to dance. Ry thinks she does, and Luke might want to play football or move up to the older age group for soccer. Sounds busy to me!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-5354627061455244258?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/5354627061455244258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=5354627061455244258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5354627061455244258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5354627061455244258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/08/spring-2011-soccer-season.html' title='Spring 2011 soccer season'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qOlgBS-rYvw/TknuS9e6KMI/AAAAAAAAFeM/NMehAgd8Qp8/s72-c/IMG_8256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3986203411549503884</id><published>2011-08-15T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T20:41:18.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion King - Spring 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;One of the perks of Girl Scouts is getting to go on awesome field trips! We took the girls to see Lion King, and since we got such a great deal, we opened it up to the parents and siblings as well if they wanted to pay. &lt;br /&gt;Darren and I took the girls. It was fun just to go out with just the 4 of us!&lt;br /&gt;The show was amazing! The music and costumes were fabulous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q0-mhUbBKP0/Tknm3FlBaqI/AAAAAAAAFdU/b67uraHtxSw/s1600/IMG_2157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q0-mhUbBKP0/Tknm3FlBaqI/AAAAAAAAFdU/b67uraHtxSw/s320/IMG_2157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The girls and me after the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJYtT9gXmMA/Tknm3S-64SI/AAAAAAAAFdc/zxh0bwh24dc/s1600/IMG_2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJYtT9gXmMA/Tknm3S-64SI/AAAAAAAAFdc/zxh0bwh24dc/s320/IMG_2155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Couldn't get any pics during the show, this was intermission I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDT9dGMmiI8/Tknm3SqGuUI/AAAAAAAAFdk/FAGbem7NDic/s1600/IMG_2154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDT9dGMmiI8/Tknm3SqGuUI/AAAAAAAAFdk/FAGbem7NDic/s320/IMG_2154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe during the intermission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to many more adventures in Girl Scouting. &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/1824219066158312919-3986203411549503884?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3986203411549503884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3986203411549503884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3986203411549503884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3986203411549503884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/08/lion-king-spring-2011.html' title='Lion King - Spring 2011'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q0-mhUbBKP0/Tknm3FlBaqI/AAAAAAAAFdU/b67uraHtxSw/s72-c/IMG_2157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-5882871891673564485</id><published>2011-08-15T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T20:32:40.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring 2011  Cub Scout Day Camp</title><content type='html'>This year I was able to be very involved in Cub Scout day camp. Well, I kind of had to be with my calling... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all took place right in the middle of our gs cookie sales, so needless to say, I was a wreck this last Spring.&lt;br /&gt;The weather was super wacky for the 3 days of camp. It was so cold for the first two days and then beautiful on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;I really did have a great time when it was all said and done. Seeing the great time all the boys had was payback enough for me. I loved getting to spend quality time with Luke too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NIlQM6oul6w/TknixRE3toI/AAAAAAAAFdM/p9Y5oLWZK6M/s1600/IMG_2112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641289344283555458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NIlQM6oul6w/TknixRE3toI/AAAAAAAAFdM/p9Y5oLWZK6M/s320/IMG_2112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke double &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hoola&lt;/span&gt;-hooping in the obstacle course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A9ZVuobh2GY/TknixR_w2GI/AAAAAAAAFdE/yKwSJTYWGRQ/s1600/IMG_2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641289344530569314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A9ZVuobh2GY/TknixR_w2GI/AAAAAAAAFdE/yKwSJTYWGRQ/s320/IMG_2090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shooting a bow and arrow with "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bodie&lt;/span&gt;-Hood". This was the boy's favorite activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TdJqeMulGJs/TkniZ31PD2I/AAAAAAAAFc8/LG8S-mu26LI/s1600/IMG_2121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641288942370099042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TdJqeMulGJs/TkniZ31PD2I/AAAAAAAAFc8/LG8S-mu26LI/s320/IMG_2121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of our boys along with Brother Jensen, Sister Barnum and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-87f39d0nDi4/TkniZX1uuBI/AAAAAAAAFc0/-LeND9w8hO4/s1600/IMG_2122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641288933782239250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-87f39d0nDi4/TkniZX1uuBI/AAAAAAAAFc0/-LeND9w8hO4/s320/IMG_2122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0t1uSibQyA0/TkniZRIqrUI/AAAAAAAAFcs/-1SWudgsK3U/s1600/IMG_2124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641288931982617922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0t1uSibQyA0/TkniZRIqrUI/AAAAAAAAFcs/-1SWudgsK3U/s320/IMG_2124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stamping leather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7_lcWP5NYs/TkniZOP1TrI/AAAAAAAAFck/gV1xV9TwQi4/s1600/IMG_2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641288931207368370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7_lcWP5NYs/TkniZOP1TrI/AAAAAAAAFck/gV1xV9TwQi4/s320/IMG_2126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "team work"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cub Scouts is such a great organization. I love to see these boys learning new skills and gaining self confidence and self reliance. I really am blessed to serve with these great boys and people.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-5882871891673564485?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/5882871891673564485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=5882871891673564485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5882871891673564485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5882871891673564485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/08/spring-2011-cub-scout-day-camp.html' title='Spring 2011  Cub Scout Day Camp'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NIlQM6oul6w/TknixRE3toI/AAAAAAAAFdM/p9Y5oLWZK6M/s72-c/IMG_2112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-8203350075569122896</id><published>2011-05-29T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:18:51.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland -February 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We decided not to renew our season passes this year so we needed to go use them one last time. Our nephew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kavin&lt;/span&gt; had just celebrated his 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday so we invited him to come along with us. He and Luke are best buds and have so much fun together, so we were all happy he joined us. We even got a hotel room right across the street from Disneyland this trip, just so we could make the most out of our days there. This ended up being a life saver since I ended up being pretty sick the entire trip. I was able to walk back in the middle of the day for naps. It was also great to be able to run back when it rained too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A14wULTO-6A/TeMjKfgNXgI/AAAAAAAAFa8/U16CnBL3JG0/s1600/IMG_1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612368223796026882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A14wULTO-6A/TeMjKfgNXgI/AAAAAAAAFa8/U16CnBL3JG0/s320/IMG_1875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was our first night there. It was too late to go into the park so we went to Downtown Disney and ate at the ESPN zone and did our shopping at the souvenir shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids still talk about how good the food was and how much fun they had there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZi4ynPuglQ/TeMjKD8xIOI/AAAAAAAAFa0/xxWHMvViVlE/s1600/IMG_1879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612368216399618274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TZi4ynPuglQ/TeMjKD8xIOI/AAAAAAAAFa0/xxWHMvViVlE/s320/IMG_1879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe and her silly faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z32aCXt0rJc/TeMjJzwQGVI/AAAAAAAAFas/xgIkUTYbafw/s1600/IMG_1900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612368212052154706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z32aCXt0rJc/TeMjJzwQGVI/AAAAAAAAFas/xgIkUTYbafw/s320/IMG_1900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids and Darren on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Screamin&lt;/span&gt;'. I don't think they can even tell you how many times they rode it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WoBO9wV1Zl8/TeMjJ-TnYtI/AAAAAAAAFak/CtkIxFRHR1M/s1600/IMG_1883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612368214884836050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WoBO9wV1Zl8/TeMjJ-TnYtI/AAAAAAAAFak/CtkIxFRHR1M/s320/IMG_1883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole just loves riding the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;horsies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBxyL1V-AgU/TeMiFMZJwxI/AAAAAAAAFac/U3_b6JpQMTA/s1600/IMG_1880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612367033255183122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBxyL1V-AgU/TeMiFMZJwxI/AAAAAAAAFac/U3_b6JpQMTA/s320/IMG_1880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The weather was pretty crummy. Which was good and bad- Look how empty the place was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YkhFad24vs/TeMiE98nTKI/AAAAAAAAFaU/Ar3xboXlxlA/s1600/IMG_1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612367029377387682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YkhFad24vs/TeMiE98nTKI/AAAAAAAAFaU/Ar3xboXlxlA/s320/IMG_1882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Handsome boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQxhkGgHZF4/TeMiEjuxEoI/AAAAAAAAFaM/NNpCxmwI-EM/s1600/IMG_1894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612367022339986050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQxhkGgHZF4/TeMiEjuxEoI/AAAAAAAAFaM/NNpCxmwI-EM/s320/IMG_1894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole was all about showing me new tricks and then making me take pictures of them. He is one silly boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612373245468195810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e97Nq09l0k0/TeMnuysJu-I/AAAAAAAAFbM/WojQVbLkrt0/s320/IMG_1948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke and me on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Autopia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_MrUV6nHFg/TeMf-_7jpDI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/5GY3FvFLZ7E/s1600/IMG_1946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612364727807353906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_MrUV6nHFg/TeMf-_7jpDI/AAAAAAAAFZ0/5GY3FvFLZ7E/s320/IMG_1946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing off his driver's license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRpYIFLb9R8/TeMf-z_ikiI/AAAAAAAAFZs/a30uytsQ9PE/s1600/IMG_1959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612364724602835490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jRpYIFLb9R8/TeMf-z_ikiI/AAAAAAAAFZs/a30uytsQ9PE/s320/IMG_1959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got rained out the last day. It actually worked out well. We were able to rest and I was able to get into a Dr. also. (once again, so glad for good insurance that allowed me to do that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1HSlkjagfg/TeMf-rVyw7I/AAAAAAAAFZk/h6P6Gt7GE2k/s1600/IMG_1960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612364722280252338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1HSlkjagfg/TeMf-rVyw7I/AAAAAAAAFZk/h6P6Gt7GE2k/s320/IMG_1960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Disney trip would not be complete without a visit to the beach and Ruby's for lunch. It was chilly but the kids really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612369033488304098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jKiLE54mKXY/TeMj5n15B-I/AAAAAAAAFbE/F6YUq7LLisI/s320/IMG_1980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I were also able to go for pedicures after the beach. It was a great way to end a busy trip. Of course I started feeling better the day we got home. So glad Darren was able to pick up the slack for me while we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1824219066158312919-8203350075569122896?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/8203350075569122896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=8203350075569122896' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8203350075569122896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8203350075569122896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/05/disneyland-february-2011.html' title='Disneyland -February 2011'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A14wULTO-6A/TeMjKfgNXgI/AAAAAAAAFa8/U16CnBL3JG0/s72-c/IMG_1875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-9111297698463489927</id><published>2011-05-29T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:17:08.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Donuts for Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4F7Cwf2pYc/TeMZi1zHgMI/AAAAAAAAFZU/gldFlJMnOpM/s1600/IMG_1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612357646981497026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4F7Cwf2pYc/TeMZi1zHgMI/AAAAAAAAFZU/gldFlJMnOpM/s320/IMG_1852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our school has an annual Donuts for Dad activity. The kids were so excited about it that even though Darren had worked all night, and I had to be there at 7 am, he still came and even got Chloe ready and put her hair in a ponytail. &lt;br /&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/1824219066158312919-9111297698463489927?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/9111297698463489927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=9111297698463489927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9111297698463489927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9111297698463489927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/05/donuts-for-dad.html' title='Donuts for Dad'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4F7Cwf2pYc/TeMZi1zHgMI/AAAAAAAAFZU/gldFlJMnOpM/s72-c/IMG_1852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-8598593021402114990</id><published>2011-05-29T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:11:30.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick kids</title><content type='html'>February is always a tough month for us. All of us but Luke have some pretty nasty allergies. So, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt; we all had our turns with nasty sinus and ear infections, and even some bronchitis.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the kids got well right before our trip to Disneyland... I wasn't as lucky and was sick on vacation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhu8uUf0PXQ/TeMX2F2-JuI/AAAAAAAAFZM/TvOns3zEB8A/s1600/IMG_1846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612355778686887650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhu8uUf0PXQ/TeMX2F2-JuI/AAAAAAAAFZM/TvOns3zEB8A/s320/IMG_1846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the only 15 seconds he actually held the mask on himself. The other 100 treatments took one of us holding him down. It was miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHSVdaiK7nc/TeMX2ABi5fI/AAAAAAAAFZE/28apQwEubfU/s1600/IMG_1835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612355777120626162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kHSVdaiK7nc/TeMX2ABi5fI/AAAAAAAAFZE/28apQwEubfU/s320/IMG_1835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank goodness Chloe is such a pro at this. I love her eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've said it before, and will say it again, I am so so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; health insurance. Don't know what we'd do without it!&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/1824219066158312919-8598593021402114990?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/8598593021402114990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=8598593021402114990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8598593021402114990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8598593021402114990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/05/sick-kids.html' title='Sick kids'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhu8uUf0PXQ/TeMX2F2-JuI/AAAAAAAAFZM/TvOns3zEB8A/s72-c/IMG_1846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-8111038141325502941</id><published>2011-05-29T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:00:25.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Scout Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g81G2UCK858/TeMWWOPKH0I/AAAAAAAAFY8/8AUEDLtH9cA/s1600/IMG_1833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g81G2UCK858/TeMWWOPKH0I/AAAAAAAAFY8/8AUEDLtH9cA/s320/IMG_1833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.... What can I say about cookie season this year?? First of all, I was wondering why I only have one picture. Then I remembered the craziness and stress of it all, and now I know why we have one pic. &lt;br /&gt;It's been long enough for me to recover so I will just say that we have learned a lot for next year. We will be having a cookie manager. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren just loves gs cookies- I lost count of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; how many boxes we purchased. I'm so glad we have supportive families, friends and church members to have helped us out.&lt;br /&gt;The girls worked so hard and I think had a great time as well. We were able to put about $800 into our troop account from the sales, which I think is pretty darn good for a first year troop. We have already gotten to go to Disney on Ice and Lion King with that money, and are having our awards night at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cici's&lt;/span&gt; and are going to the Circus in June as well.&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/1824219066158312919-8111038141325502941?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/8111038141325502941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=8111038141325502941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8111038141325502941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8111038141325502941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/05/girl-scout-cookies.html' title='Girl Scout Cookies'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g81G2UCK858/TeMWWOPKH0I/AAAAAAAAFY8/8AUEDLtH9cA/s72-c/IMG_1833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-294364158074371362</id><published>2011-05-29T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T20:50:23.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tater Tots field trip to Cici's Pizza</title><content type='html'>In February (at least I think it was in Feb, or maybe the end of January &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;) Chloe's class took a field trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cici's&lt;/span&gt; Pizza. This is one of our favorite places to eat, so of course I had to tag along. &lt;br /&gt;(pics posted backwards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LamKNpp48O4/TeMS27OYjhI/AAAAAAAAFY0/eD7tHar3eIA/s1600/IMG_1829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612350295454027282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LamKNpp48O4/TeMS27OYjhI/AAAAAAAAFY0/eD7tHar3eIA/s320/IMG_1829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the gang- (minus Evan)&lt;br /&gt;They made us so many pizza's, we all got to take some home. So yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wm5NSQf-vk/TeMS2tHWLtI/AAAAAAAAFYs/_5PDyqMBPbU/s1600/IMG_1826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612350291666415314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wm5NSQf-vk/TeMS2tHWLtI/AAAAAAAAFYs/_5PDyqMBPbU/s320/IMG_1826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating the yummy pizzas they made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Faku6oOoFT4/TeMS2Z8S5tI/AAAAAAAAFYk/e-CR-8lAeOI/s1600/IMG_1824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612350286519789266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Faku6oOoFT4/TeMS2Z8S5tI/AAAAAAAAFYk/e-CR-8lAeOI/s320/IMG_1824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "C" for Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mclzcb1i5ic/TeMS2FdtLJI/AAAAAAAAFYc/xantzPYW0lQ/s1600/IMG_1814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612350281022778514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mclzcb1i5ic/TeMS2FdtLJI/AAAAAAAAFYc/xantzPYW0lQ/s320/IMG_1814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This mixer is awesome!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to go into the kitchen and see how everything is made and stored. It was very interesting. It would be nice to have a huge mixer and a super fast oven like they do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-294364158074371362?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/294364158074371362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=294364158074371362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/294364158074371362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/294364158074371362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/05/tater-tots-field-trip-to-cicis-pizza.html' title='Tater Tots field trip to Cici&apos;s Pizza'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LamKNpp48O4/TeMS27OYjhI/AAAAAAAAFY0/eD7tHar3eIA/s72-c/IMG_1829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-5412154277197125136</id><published>2011-03-21T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:51:57.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>In January my friend Jessica told me about this race that her and Joann were planning on running(in a week and a half) They were making it a girls trip and staying at our friend Jana's house who has recently moved there. I hadn't really been training for anything, but it sounded like so much fun and D had just changed his schedule and would be home that weekend. So I got the OK from D, signed up and paid, and then oh yeah made sure I could run 10 miles that weekend. I had heard that this was great race to get a PR, so I was pretty excited.&lt;br /&gt;We left Friday afternoon hoping to have enough time to play a little. Had plenty of time to get our race packets and got Jana and all had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;carb&lt;/span&gt; filled dinner. Hit up Target afterwards to get any last minute items. We stayed up chatting way to late- that always happens before a race. It was just so fun to catch up though. That was when I realized I left my phone arm band at home. It actually fell out of my bag and I didn't know. We had to run to Target before the race even started. I hated paying full price for a new band too! It actually was really nice and I needed a new one, so it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty chilly so we stayed inside as long as possible before getting to the start line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bk2ybVVRmsM/TYgzYLs_S8I/AAAAAAAAFVs/2_Gl_WK81Bc/s1600/308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586771828304464834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bk2ybVVRmsM/TYgzYLs_S8I/AAAAAAAAFVs/2_Gl_WK81Bc/s320/308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jessica, me and Joann getting ready to run!&lt;br /&gt;We weaseled our way to as close to the front as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;possible&lt;/span&gt; when they started us.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling good and the course was pretty good to start out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZgXwCaqxBE/TYgzXWQ4d8I/AAAAAAAAFVk/MBQ37M9L-a8/s1600/DSC_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586771813959497666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZgXwCaqxBE/TYgzXWQ4d8I/AAAAAAAAFVk/MBQ37M9L-a8/s320/DSC_0839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We passed Jana's street early on in the race. She and her family were there to cheer us on and take a few pics. It was so cool to have someone cheering us on!&lt;br /&gt;I was keeping great time. I had a few miles under 8 minutes even!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fxtw0MzXD-k/TYgzW8sPBOI/AAAAAAAAFVc/n_aVfkZDN4c/s1600/DSC_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586771807094899938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fxtw0MzXD-k/TYgzW8sPBOI/AAAAAAAAFVc/n_aVfkZDN4c/s320/DSC_0846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see me? Jana took this one from her parent's balcony. Cool huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was a little skeptical about looping for a few miles at the end of the race. I hate running the same area I just was. It was also the most incline of the whole race as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, it all worked out and I finished in 1:51!!!! I had slowed down a little towards the end so I was nervous, but couldn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; my eyes when I saw the clock!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quickly found out that I exerted myself to the extreme. I almost fell over once I stopped, I needed food fast!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had a great spread for us, the best of any race I've ever done. This was also the cheapest race I've ever run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to see Jessica finish but we missed Joann come in.. We hung out for a bit to see our official times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQnzJ0Sl_NA/TYgzWXEa6vI/AAAAAAAAFVU/a14qxM5_fe0/s1600/310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586771796995795698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQnzJ0Sl_NA/TYgzWXEa6vI/AAAAAAAAFVU/a14qxM5_fe0/s320/310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We don't look too bad for just running 13.1 miles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to the house to shower and get pretty. Then went off to lunch and did some shopping at the outlet mall. We were tired and sore, but it was so nice to hang out without the kiddies. Got home around dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NNAZNJKIVGk/TYgzVycqm6I/AAAAAAAAFVM/m3eQXcYUrKc/s1600/311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586771787165375394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NNAZNJKIVGk/TYgzVycqm6I/AAAAAAAAFVM/m3eQXcYUrKc/s320/311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Found this at my door. Cute kids! D had the house clean and dinner ready for me! I call this weekend a complete success!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to do it again!&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/1824219066158312919-5412154277197125136?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/5412154277197125136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=5412154277197125136' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5412154277197125136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5412154277197125136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/st-george-half-marathon.html' title='St. George Half Marathon'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bk2ybVVRmsM/TYgzYLs_S8I/AAAAAAAAFVs/2_Gl_WK81Bc/s72-c/308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-2957713300345820785</id><published>2011-03-21T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T20:41:39.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>January '11 primary activity</title><content type='html'>Back in October I accepted a calling as the second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;counselor&lt;/span&gt; in primary.  Of course it's the counselor over scouts and I just so happened to take on Riley's girl scout troop and took a position on the PTA board... That's how I do it I guess, all or nothing!&lt;br /&gt;The end of the year was crazy busy with everything, but we really wanted to have an awesome activity early in the year to introduce the new theme and for the kids and teachers to get to know each other.&lt;br /&gt;The 2011 theme is - I KNOW THE SCRIPTURES ARE TRUE&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited for the kids to get to learn more about the scriptures!  &lt;br /&gt;There was a tent for each class- (some had two classes)  They had a little sack breakfast together and colored some scripture book marks and put jewels on a little treasure chest we got them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wFui_XgUDoQ/TYgXTsJqPEI/AAAAAAAAFVE/ZJdd1wMUuoM/s1600/287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586740964789730370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wFui_XgUDoQ/TYgXTsJqPEI/AAAAAAAAFVE/ZJdd1wMUuoM/s320/287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our CTR 6 class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HjCBOBntKyg/TYgXTbwQ_PI/AAAAAAAAFU8/eKjabsWVTM4/s1600/289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586740960388250866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HjCBOBntKyg/TYgXTbwQ_PI/AAAAAAAAFU8/eKjabsWVTM4/s320/289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke's Valiant 9 class - he was missing several friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYPCUOJTEPE/TYgXTB40Z5I/AAAAAAAAFU0/MS3BtXmpmYs/s1600/290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586740953444804498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYPCUOJTEPE/TYgXTB40Z5I/AAAAAAAAFU0/MS3BtXmpmYs/s320/290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valiant 10 &amp;amp;11- love these big kids- they are so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RdNYx7BqMeo/TYgXS9d7k0I/AAAAAAAAFUs/sNlnYS5xMsA/s1600/291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586740952258286402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RdNYx7BqMeo/TYgXS9d7k0I/AAAAAAAAFUs/sNlnYS5xMsA/s320/291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole was able to come and participate since D is now Chloe's CTR 4 teacher.  Cole totally snuck off with the sunbeams and totally fit in.  Most of his friends are in there so he had no clue that it wasn't really his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EgHME8shObo/TYgXSv3S-QI/AAAAAAAAFUk/BLev9kRLpkI/s1600/298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586740948606580994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EgHME8shObo/TYgXSv3S-QI/AAAAAAAAFUk/BLev9kRLpkI/s320/298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; King Benjamin (brother Jensen) made an appearance.  I think he did a great job at getting the kids' attention.  Cole was so excited- he kept telling us that is was Jesus.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for this new calling.  I have always loved the primary and serving in it, but this has brought so many blessings into our home.  It is a lot of work but worth it when you see the kids grow week to week.  I love the other women I serve with.  We work together so well, and manage to have a little fun as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-2957713300345820785?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/2957713300345820785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=2957713300345820785' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2957713300345820785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2957713300345820785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/january-11-primary-activity.html' title='January &apos;11 primary activity'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wFui_XgUDoQ/TYgXTsJqPEI/AAAAAAAAFVE/ZJdd1wMUuoM/s72-c/287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3926598578799516027</id><published>2011-03-20T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T23:14:05.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Springs Preserve</title><content type='html'>During winter break the kids got in free to the Springs Preserve.  We have always talked about going but never had gone.  We picked the warmest day of the week and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmJ7yS4z4HQ/TYbrNRxFGrI/AAAAAAAAFUI/_RIBLbKhPPw/s1600/258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586411001139763890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmJ7yS4z4HQ/TYbrNRxFGrI/AAAAAAAAFUI/_RIBLbKhPPw/s320/258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This reminded of us Disneyland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-96VUKeNXyBo/TYbrNKSpw2I/AAAAAAAAFUA/2Pi1SGvkgWU/s1600/259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586410999133094754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-96VUKeNXyBo/TYbrNKSpw2I/AAAAAAAAFUA/2Pi1SGvkgWU/s320/259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That is our nephew/cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kavin&lt;/span&gt; with the kids.  He and Luke are "brothers-best friends" and spend lots of time together when we have a break from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CWu3dSGeHJo/TYbrM1CHTMI/AAAAAAAAFT4/ULTzei0xG14/s1600/267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586410993426582722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CWu3dSGeHJo/TYbrM1CHTMI/AAAAAAAAFT4/ULTzei0xG14/s320/267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe, my little poser on a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZgEF06ky_k/TYbq43p_NOI/AAAAAAAAFTw/hpiLEDTcfps/s1600/268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586410650533311714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZgEF06ky_k/TYbq43p_NOI/AAAAAAAAFTw/hpiLEDTcfps/s320/268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My other little poser.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHAj2SivDhQ/TYbq4qoGaLI/AAAAAAAAFTo/h4lTaJoP63o/s1600/270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586410647035734194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHAj2SivDhQ/TYbq4qoGaLI/AAAAAAAAFTo/h4lTaJoP63o/s320/270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A cute little fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juIvS1HLMhs/TYbq4ZZjb0I/AAAAAAAAFTg/E4FX2qmOTao/s1600/272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586410642411319106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juIvS1HLMhs/TYbq4ZZjb0I/AAAAAAAAFTg/E4FX2qmOTao/s320/272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole loved this lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lrD-CGT-5dY/TYbq4HKMlUI/AAAAAAAAFTY/4ECSke1kEkc/s1600/275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586410637515068738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lrD-CGT-5dY/TYbq4HKMlUI/AAAAAAAAFTY/4ECSke1kEkc/s320/275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids liked building in this little play area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We really had a great time. We spent about 2 1/2 hours there and probably could have stayed another hour if is wasn't getting cold and late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will definitely go again when they run another special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V_QTdMkcFhQ/TYbq38ZrhxI/AAAAAAAAFTQ/EIKuAW0Dz-k/s1600/277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586410634627221266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V_QTdMkcFhQ/TYbq38ZrhxI/AAAAAAAAFTQ/EIKuAW0Dz-k/s320/277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think they played hard... &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/1824219066158312919-3926598578799516027?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3926598578799516027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3926598578799516027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3926598578799516027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3926598578799516027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/springs-preserve.html' title='Springs Preserve'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmJ7yS4z4HQ/TYbrNRxFGrI/AAAAAAAAFUI/_RIBLbKhPPw/s72-c/258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-472513993944225455</id><published>2011-03-20T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:57:10.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>My kids are the best sleepers!!  They slept till about 8 on Christmas morning!! &lt;br /&gt;It was so exciting this year because Cole was finally old enough to "get it". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4KBLJ3jOvLQ/TYbloEp8AKI/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPZVybYKoQo/s1600/IMG_2358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586404864406847650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4KBLJ3jOvLQ/TYbloEp8AKI/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPZVybYKoQo/s320/IMG_2358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole was way excited with his little 4-wheeler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OmpvSqMfHYA/TYbln2SafZI/AAAAAAAAFTA/-o9XX8Bk4LI/s1600/IMG_2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586404860550086034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OmpvSqMfHYA/TYbln2SafZI/AAAAAAAAFTA/-o9XX8Bk4LI/s320/IMG_2361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He and Hayden had such a blast.  They didn't even want to open any other present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWKtOCIfxnQ/TYblnUyIEHI/AAAAAAAAFS4/45iz_I8CJcM/s1600/IMG_2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586404851556290674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWKtOCIfxnQ/TYblnUyIEHI/AAAAAAAAFS4/45iz_I8CJcM/s320/IMG_2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke and Riley both got cell phones this year... don't judge, I have always been against this.  They are mainly just for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; family members.  It is pretty convenient, and it's fun for the kids and their cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were so surprised though!  We called the phones so the packages were vibrating.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dephYGXEeRE/TYblm8HUz_I/AAAAAAAAFSw/MIBq6gJgX3o/s1600/IMG_2375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586404844934320114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dephYGXEeRE/TYblm8HUz_I/AAAAAAAAFSw/MIBq6gJgX3o/s320/IMG_2375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love the look on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VLJH_eUT8Hg/TYbj7DZhhAI/AAAAAAAAFSo/avHZlPmKNaw/s1600/IMG_2377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586402991463826434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VLJH_eUT8Hg/TYbj7DZhhAI/AAAAAAAAFSo/avHZlPmKNaw/s320/IMG_2377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe loved her Tangled tower/table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4XIC8Ft7SE/TYbj6juCShI/AAAAAAAAFSg/KQOazHy1H30/s1600/IMG_2380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586402982959925778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4XIC8Ft7SE/TYbj6juCShI/AAAAAAAAFSg/KQOazHy1H30/s320/IMG_2380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A purse you can color.  Totally Riley style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pXZAxuIv5L4/TYbj6cIidKI/AAAAAAAAFSY/zy-P-JKfmUI/s1600/IMG_2381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586402980923602082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pXZAxuIv5L4/TYbj6cIidKI/AAAAAAAAFSY/zy-P-JKfmUI/s320/IMG_2381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both boys got new Nerf guns.  We endured many gun battles for several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkDsW4sBiFI/TYbj6Oq4YXI/AAAAAAAAFSQ/UeDwjxX6PyA/s1600/IMG_2386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586402977309548914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkDsW4sBiFI/TYbj6Oq4YXI/AAAAAAAAFSQ/UeDwjxX6PyA/s320/IMG_2386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;- we may seem a little gun happy.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;  Luke had some of these at Cole's age and they were so cute.  Isn't he just adorable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we cleaned up and got ready we headed over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Machelle's&lt;/span&gt; for our annual Christmas breakfast.  I guess I forgot my camera as I have not a single picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really nice to have D home for both Christmas Eve and Day.  That hasn't happened in quite a few years and it won't happen again for a few years, sadly.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night after the kids went to bed (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;g-ma&lt;/span&gt; stayed with them) D and I got to go to the movies with a few of his siblings and spouses.  It was a fabulous holiday.&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/1824219066158312919-472513993944225455?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/472513993944225455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=472513993944225455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/472513993944225455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/472513993944225455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4KBLJ3jOvLQ/TYbloEp8AKI/AAAAAAAAFTI/qPZVybYKoQo/s72-c/IMG_2358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-2907087374185444084</id><published>2011-03-20T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:21:07.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chritmas eve</title><content type='html'>My extended family has celebrated Christmas Eve together since before I was even born.   My fondest memories are at my Aunt Kim's house eagerly awaiting the mom's kitchen clean up so we could open up our presents to and from each other.&lt;br /&gt;Now though, we are all grown and I've adopted the holiday.  We have decided to make a new tradition of eating at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Applebees&lt;/span&gt;. (well, the last two years anyways-I've gotten so busy I would rather enjoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; company rather than cooking all day)  It's nice to not have dishes and a mess in the kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2e4d4Qy4_8/TYbdU-lJcWI/AAAAAAAAFSI/FGOdrUINP4c/s1600/IMG_2331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586395740265607522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2e4d4Qy4_8/TYbdU-lJcWI/AAAAAAAAFSI/FGOdrUINP4c/s320/IMG_2331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone was a little grumpy at the restaurant so we didn't take many pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to our house after dinner  for dessert and a few presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKj892xw6CM/TYbdUY6pctI/AAAAAAAAFSA/ASu9X1OKwoQ/s1600/IMG_2337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586395730155238098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKj892xw6CM/TYbdUY6pctI/AAAAAAAAFSA/ASu9X1OKwoQ/s320/IMG_2337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Darren made a yummy mud cake and we had ice cream with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8zkTeaDO0qQ/TYbcp9E1bTI/AAAAAAAAFR4/VDjZ6Gpxtu0/s1600/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586395001127267634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8zkTeaDO0qQ/TYbcp9E1bTI/AAAAAAAAFR4/VDjZ6Gpxtu0/s320/IMG_2340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids drew names and they shopped at the $1 store for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;.  Cole got a little police man kit.  Here he is in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chonies&lt;/span&gt; and cuffs.  So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mc9eRM11Ngc/TYbcpSGbqxI/AAAAAAAAFRw/sgSNifjb4_Y/s1600/249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586394989591243538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mc9eRM11Ngc/TYbcpSGbqxI/AAAAAAAAFRw/sgSNifjb4_Y/s320/249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids in their new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WcOFHkzGwhI/TYbcpIP29tI/AAAAAAAAFRo/GpOZYj7tBoE/s1600/248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586394986946426578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WcOFHkzGwhI/TYbcpIP29tI/AAAAAAAAFRo/GpOZYj7tBoE/s320/248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mecham&lt;/span&gt; kids + our niece Hayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SbVA6hr_a8M/TYbcpPLamyI/AAAAAAAAFRg/aWMcqt55sak/s1600/IMG_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586394988806839074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SbVA6hr_a8M/TYbcpPLamyI/AAAAAAAAFRg/aWMcqt55sak/s320/IMG_2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sprinkling the reindeer food on the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qlEGgFReBM/TYbcolluOCI/AAAAAAAAFRY/2GuoM97SNpo/s1600/IMG_2352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586394977642887202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qlEGgFReBM/TYbcolluOCI/AAAAAAAAFRY/2GuoM97SNpo/s320/IMG_2352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Pa" read a bedtime Christmas story to everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Mom, Dad, Brother and niece all slept over that night.  It was a full house but it was a lot of fun to have everyone there. &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/1824219066158312919-2907087374185444084?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/2907087374185444084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=2907087374185444084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2907087374185444084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2907087374185444084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/chritmas-eve.html' title='Chritmas eve'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2e4d4Qy4_8/TYbdU-lJcWI/AAAAAAAAFSI/FGOdrUINP4c/s72-c/IMG_2331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1524622787084456951</id><published>2011-03-20T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:53:36.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sunday before Christmas</title><content type='html'>I just love the Sunday before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone always looks so nice and of course the lessons and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spirit&lt;/span&gt; is great too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard to get a group picture of all the kids, they really don't like getting any kind of picture taken. It was such a crazy season that I didn't even send out Christmas cards so we had to get one good pic just for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;journaling&lt;/span&gt; sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJPBPJDHg7M/TYbXec-ghNI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/x7aE4NR3iGU/s1600/IMG_2315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586389305974097106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJPBPJDHg7M/TYbXec-ghNI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/x7aE4NR3iGU/s320/IMG_2315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2010- Luke 9, Riley 7, Chloe 4, Cole 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Geftd1vg21g/TYbXePiKXpI/AAAAAAAAFRI/HttDjEgKy3o/s1600/IMG_2317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586389302365544082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Geftd1vg21g/TYbXePiKXpI/AAAAAAAAFRI/HttDjEgKy3o/s320/IMG_2317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SQUEEZE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jrO1Hl6ngQ/TYbXd11O_9I/AAAAAAAAFRA/xDrhTS8gPKA/s1600/IMG_2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586389295466217426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jrO1Hl6ngQ/TYbXd11O_9I/AAAAAAAAFRA/xDrhTS8gPKA/s320/IMG_2327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Max, our 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; child had to get involved. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-1524622787084456951?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/1524622787084456951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=1524622787084456951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1524622787084456951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1524622787084456951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/sunday-before-christmas.html' title='The Sunday before Christmas'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJPBPJDHg7M/TYbXec-ghNI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/x7aE4NR3iGU/s72-c/IMG_2315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-145181684851462795</id><published>2011-03-20T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:09:59.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Happenings</title><content type='html'>We were pretty busy over the holiday season.  Here are a few fun things we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a girl scout activity each girl brought a plate of goodies.  We made up a few plates with assorted goodies and went Christmas caroling around the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qz5kyTMCtAY/TYbM7IXtG8I/AAAAAAAAFQ4/hF9u4q1b5B0/s1600/207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586377704030936002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qz5kyTMCtAY/TYbM7IXtG8I/AAAAAAAAFQ4/hF9u4q1b5B0/s320/207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Manuele's didn't mind us taking pics with them thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2t6sgJjt6cg/TYbM6_t5zEI/AAAAAAAAFQw/xnEem6PjnxE/s1600/209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586377701708123202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2t6sgJjt6cg/TYbM6_t5zEI/AAAAAAAAFQw/xnEem6PjnxE/s320/209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke had to jump in the pic too.  We had a really fun time.   These girls sure are sweet, but they keep us on our toes for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe's preschool class made some cute ginger bread houses.  I came to help and since Mrs. Tate is so nice, she invited the other kids to join in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AIr1QXCNDo0/TYbM6kbJaKI/AAAAAAAAFQo/X7bE9leP68o/s1600/210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586377694381697186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AIr1QXCNDo0/TYbM6kbJaKI/AAAAAAAAFQo/X7bE9leP68o/s320/210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe, Jillian and Kacey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wcKm3aBN2GI/TYbM6TkT0fI/AAAAAAAAFQg/6AMpqiTZmCA/s1600/211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586377689856725490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wcKm3aBN2GI/TYbM6TkT0fI/AAAAAAAAFQg/6AMpqiTZmCA/s320/211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_KxD5ISkRI/TYbL4GLkljI/AAAAAAAAFQY/mxh0ZTlIH0w/s1600/212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586376552391939634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_KxD5ISkRI/TYbL4GLkljI/AAAAAAAAFQY/mxh0ZTlIH0w/s320/212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the bigger kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DmoUQSoIIPo/TYbL3zUzpNI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/VJj0zD-31nk/s1600/213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586376547330401490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DmoUQSoIIPo/TYbL3zUzpNI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/VJj0zD-31nk/s320/213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Tate's class also put on a holiday show.  Chloe practiced her part for weeks.  She was so excited to wear her pretty bridesmaid/Christmas dress too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAiFs9NQ9-w/TYbL3jpD9BI/AAAAAAAAFQI/bmsgrtV3bME/s1600/214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586376543120389138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAiFs9NQ9-w/TYbL3jpD9BI/AAAAAAAAFQI/bmsgrtV3bME/s320/214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sang the cutest songs and did such a great job reciting their parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't belive how grown up my Chloe "Belle" is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cULtr1mrd0I/TYbL3VLWHSI/AAAAAAAAFQA/AzZrVN3XCb8/s1600/216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586376539237653794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cULtr1mrd0I/TYbL3VLWHSI/AAAAAAAAFQA/AzZrVN3XCb8/s320/216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe and Mrs. Tate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3RgwE1eTWM/TYbL3C3-PjI/AAAAAAAAFP4/iAV2lF_DnrQ/s1600/217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586376534324559410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3RgwE1eTWM/TYbL3C3-PjI/AAAAAAAAFP4/iAV2lF_DnrQ/s320/217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sydney and Chloe.  Such cute little silly girls.&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/1824219066158312919-145181684851462795?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/145181684851462795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=145181684851462795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/145181684851462795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/145181684851462795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/holiday-happenings.html' title='Holiday Happenings'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qz5kyTMCtAY/TYbM7IXtG8I/AAAAAAAAFQ4/hF9u4q1b5B0/s72-c/207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3618984000611834525</id><published>2011-03-11T22:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T22:44:49.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noni's visit to Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>Noni- is what we call my Grandpa.  If you recall, my Mom, Cole and I went to visit him in Florida almost 2 years ago.  We haven't seen him since then.&lt;br /&gt;Several months ago, out of the blue, Chloe keeps telling us how much she misses Noni and that she wants him to visit.  I just kind of blew her off.  Darren hears her and decides that we should try and get him to Vegas.  In the mean time- we find a picture of the last time Noni was here.  Chloe was only 5 months old.  She really does not remember him at all.  Kind of freaked me out and we were very persistent in getting him here.  My wonderful Aunt Kathy who takes care of Noni in Florida got it all set up for us.  He was to arrive the day before his 93rd birthday and stay till the new year.  He stayed with us at our home and my Mom also stayed here during his visit.&lt;br /&gt;We of course had to throw a birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cUF1sJU86vs/TXsS6STjV9I/AAAAAAAAFPg/58vuqs2kbfI/s1600/IMG_2312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583076955611420626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cUF1sJU86vs/TXsS6STjV9I/AAAAAAAAFPg/58vuqs2kbfI/s320/IMG_2312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't he look great for 93?  (Sorry Mom for the bad pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wcNVFY322cE/TXsS50LWpwI/AAAAAAAAFPY/QC-AtHqfTnA/s1600/IMG_2330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583076947523970818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wcNVFY322cE/TXsS50LWpwI/AAAAAAAAFPY/QC-AtHqfTnA/s320/IMG_2330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids loved to just hang out on the couch with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqYLr31CHuw/TXsS5msduJI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/25DNdDrhr50/s1600/IMG_2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583076943904749714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqYLr31CHuw/TXsS5msduJI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/25DNdDrhr50/s320/IMG_2392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was his last night with us.  We wanted to make sure to get lots of pics with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's getting hard for him to travel so we are pretty sure this is the last time we will see him.  It was pretty sad and we didn't quite explain that to the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UV29OFESXVI/TXsRYicc6vI/AAAAAAAAFPI/6nGjSd7rWOA/s1600/IMG_2398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583075276316535538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UV29OFESXVI/TXsRYicc6vI/AAAAAAAAFPI/6nGjSd7rWOA/s320/IMG_2398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole really loves him.  They were such good buddies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4CA-zacyQE8/TXsRYeyUm4I/AAAAAAAAFPA/4rDG7D2B_0U/s1600/IMG_2400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583075275334523778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4CA-zacyQE8/TXsRYeyUm4I/AAAAAAAAFPA/4rDG7D2B_0U/s320/IMG_2400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXlSEPvoNc/TXsRYKRQMGI/AAAAAAAAFO4/DvvnsEclhtM/s1600/IMG_2406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583075269827113058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXlSEPvoNc/TXsRYKRQMGI/AAAAAAAAFO4/DvvnsEclhtM/s320/IMG_2406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYbKA0ysmm0/TXsRXl0ELqI/AAAAAAAAFOw/UTcuv8QwO34/s1600/IMG_2410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583075260041014946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYbKA0ysmm0/TXsRXl0ELqI/AAAAAAAAFOw/UTcuv8QwO34/s320/IMG_2410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and Noni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ggo2Ln-S27I/TXsRXUx9QVI/AAAAAAAAFOo/J_fCg-6Jwhg/s1600/IMG_2413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583075255468769618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ggo2Ln-S27I/TXsRXUx9QVI/AAAAAAAAFOo/J_fCg-6Jwhg/s320/IMG_2413.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-3618984000611834525?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3618984000611834525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3618984000611834525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3618984000611834525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3618984000611834525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/nonis-visit-to-las-vegas.html' title='Noni&apos;s visit to Las Vegas'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cUF1sJU86vs/TXsS6STjV9I/AAAAAAAAFPg/58vuqs2kbfI/s72-c/IMG_2312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-4851236755110790575</id><published>2011-03-11T21:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T21:52:47.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley's 7th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;December 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Riley turned 7.  She was happy to invite a few girlfriends over for a low key night.  We had a "late over" instead of a sleepover.  I think it's a lot for little girls to handle... I also think it's a lot for a mom of 3 other kids who's husband is at work also. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We had lots of snacks and treats and the girls did nails and make up and played some games.  I could not believe how much food those little girls ate!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Of course Chloe got right into the mix and Cole annoyed the heck out of all of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGl0IolPYsA/TXsFFm2h2MI/AAAAAAAAFOA/mRcHvJ6vK5Y/s1600/IMG_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583061756942604482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGl0IolPYsA/TXsFFm2h2MI/AAAAAAAAFOA/mRcHvJ6vK5Y/s320/IMG_2291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Present time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Js4QsIQAdls/TXsFFQgrvZI/AAAAAAAAFN4/rBthA8DytCA/s1600/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583061750945398162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Js4QsIQAdls/TXsFFQgrvZI/AAAAAAAAFN4/rBthA8DytCA/s320/IMG_2296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nails and make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zsgwOxoMT9s/TXsFFAUAebI/AAAAAAAAFNw/K9EGPmnjED8/s1600/IMG_2299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583061746597263794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zsgwOxoMT9s/TXsFFAUAebI/AAAAAAAAFNw/K9EGPmnjED8/s320/IMG_2299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I believe this was Simon Says- Riley was Simon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUVuDRxxRj8/TXsFE4BqVGI/AAAAAAAAFNo/XqrduHLzkdM/s1600/IMG_2302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583061744372831330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUVuDRxxRj8/TXsFE4BqVGI/AAAAAAAAFNo/XqrduHLzkdM/s320/IMG_2302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cup cakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also had a little family party on the day of her birthday.  We had grandparents over and I'm pretty sure I made dinner and cake, but I can't remember what I made her.  So sad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She went shopping with my mom and dad and picked out an outfit and a "Moxie" girl with hair &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;accessories&lt;/span&gt;.  She really loved being old enough to go pick her stuff out.  Chloe can not wait for her birthday now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aV2bU3nlcxc/TXsDV9BQVMI/AAAAAAAAFM8/pBMcqbFVUa0/s1600/IMG_2255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583059838747825346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aV2bU3nlcxc/TXsDV9BQVMI/AAAAAAAAFM8/pBMcqbFVUa0/s320/IMG_2255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a beautiful, sweet and tender-hearted girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-enEoKrLg3VU/TXsDVlH6G4I/AAAAAAAAFM0/-kWGWnyPd_Q/s1600/IMG_2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583059832333278082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-enEoKrLg3VU/TXsDVlH6G4I/AAAAAAAAFM0/-kWGWnyPd_Q/s320/IMG_2250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the look on her face here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad our Riley Roo came to us 7 years ago!  She has come such a long way from being the baby who cried and cried and cried, who had to be held all day long, that didn't sleep all night till she was 18months, who didnt have hair till she was 2, the defiant preschooler who would throw fits daily about her underwear and socks and shoes, who had to carry her blankie anywhere and everywhere.  I never thought she would outgrow those things- and now she is such a nice girl who helps me out so much.  She is the best big sister to Cole and sometimes to Chloe-haha-She can be so girly and such a tomboy at the same time.  She has been nick named "stinky Pete" by some friends.  She grosses me out daily, but I can always count on her to go shopping, get pedicures and is great at choosing an outfit for me when I need help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you so much Rooster!!&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/1824219066158312919-4851236755110790575?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/4851236755110790575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=4851236755110790575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4851236755110790575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4851236755110790575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/rileys-7th-birthday.html' title='Riley&apos;s 7th Birthday'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGl0IolPYsA/TXsFFm2h2MI/AAAAAAAAFOA/mRcHvJ6vK5Y/s72-c/IMG_2291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3209915212600034203</id><published>2011-03-09T22:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T23:17:08.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3 amigo's running club</title><content type='html'>Luke and a couple friends signed up for football in the fall.  Long story short- they couldn't get enough kids for a whole team and it was too late to get on another team.  They were bummed but we decided to get them together every week to play sports.  It quickly turned into running when we found out about this "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ING&lt;/span&gt; kids rock" race.  The kids are responsible for running 25.2 miles on their own ahead of time.  They then get together in a race setting to finish the last mile making it a full marathon at 26.2 miles. &lt;br /&gt;I think they all learned a lot and had a good time together.  I think us parents had a good time with it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe8N4qMG0sU/TXh48TFBJkI/AAAAAAAAFKs/g-2Xjjq_vPI/s1600/IMG_2224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582344715434534466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe8N4qMG0sU/TXh48TFBJkI/AAAAAAAAFKs/g-2Xjjq_vPI/s320/IMG_2224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tCncRpyYTpA/TXh47w3EEXI/AAAAAAAAFKk/Og57QaE85eE/s1600/IMG_2228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582344706249199986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tCncRpyYTpA/TXh47w3EEXI/AAAAAAAAFKk/Og57QaE85eE/s320/IMG_2228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke at the finish.  We lost him for a  bit.  Realized the kid dropped a glove and went back.  He thought I'd  be mad if he lost it.  (it was only a $1)  Made me sad and laugh all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDSPHW9cXkk/TXh47c9JnDI/AAAAAAAAFKc/pPS_-m8-pTM/s1600/IMG_2230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582344700906019890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xDSPHW9cXkk/TXh47c9JnDI/AAAAAAAAFKc/pPS_-m8-pTM/s320/IMG_2230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan coming in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BFHt55C-DVU/TXh4TPNTeuI/AAAAAAAAFKE/wSwP27GNXb0/s1600/IMG_2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582344010020911842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BFHt55C-DVU/TXh4TPNTeuI/AAAAAAAAFKE/wSwP27GNXb0/s320/IMG_2236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan, Bryan and Luke.  Their medals were really cool guitars.  Much nicer than most of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wDGFpeYtSv0/TXh4SqnnG2I/AAAAAAAAFJ8/9IBdn9nqvAA/s1600/IMG_2244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582344000199138146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wDGFpeYtSv0/TXh4SqnnG2I/AAAAAAAAFJ8/9IBdn9nqvAA/s320/IMG_2244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's most of the fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U7710fh3txU/TXh4SCxb6OI/AAAAAAAAFJ0/52c8FHQ_wrk/s1600/IMG_2247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582343989502929122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U7710fh3txU/TXh4SCxb6OI/AAAAAAAAFJ0/52c8FHQ_wrk/s320/IMG_2247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were crazy and all went to breakfast together afterwards.  It was chaos and I'm sure the waitress hated us.  But we had a great time! &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/1824219066158312919-3209915212600034203?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3209915212600034203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3209915212600034203' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3209915212600034203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3209915212600034203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/3-amigos-running-club.html' title='The 3 amigo&apos;s running club'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe8N4qMG0sU/TXh48TFBJkI/AAAAAAAAFKs/g-2Xjjq_vPI/s72-c/IMG_2224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-6884446392348512700</id><published>2011-03-09T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T22:54:31.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesquite half marathon</title><content type='html'>A few fabulous girls and I traveled to Mesquite for a little half marathon and 10k.  This was Rachelle and Kim's first half and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marlaina's&lt;/span&gt; first 10k. &lt;br /&gt;We all got hardly any sleep the night before and wouldn't ya know the wind was blowing 35 miles an hour against us when we got to the start!!  It was such a small race that the start line was very unorganized and we started super late.  We still had fun people watching and chatting with other runners.&lt;br /&gt;I had trained hard and was really hoping to get a time of 1:56.  Unfortunately because of the weather I did not make it.  I got 2:04.  I was really bummed and just plain exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PtQrId-7IKg/TXhz1dfqisI/AAAAAAAAFI0/RAwfPGVh6fs/s1600/175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582339100413430466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PtQrId-7IKg/TXhz1dfqisI/AAAAAAAAFI0/RAwfPGVh6fs/s320/175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MQd5QuuZNxo/TXhz1CuOLfI/AAAAAAAAFIs/Le8bY8MWA8o/s1600/176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582339093226728946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MQd5QuuZNxo/TXhz1CuOLfI/AAAAAAAAFIs/Le8bY8MWA8o/s320/176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here were are afterwards with our medals.  Even though I didn't do as well as I wanted I still had a great time.  It was fun to share the other ladies' first experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kXVI4yW1iNE/TXhz06NYobI/AAAAAAAAFIk/LbrL8nALGT0/s1600/177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582339090941518258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kXVI4yW1iNE/TXhz06NYobI/AAAAAAAAFIk/LbrL8nALGT0/s320/177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this shirt hoping I would run faster.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&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/1824219066158312919-6884446392348512700?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/6884446392348512700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=6884446392348512700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/6884446392348512700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/6884446392348512700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/mesquite-half-marathon.html' title='Mesquite half marathon'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PtQrId-7IKg/TXhz1dfqisI/AAAAAAAAFI0/RAwfPGVh6fs/s72-c/175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1671394962435095396</id><published>2011-03-09T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T22:41:14.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland  trip - November 2010</title><content type='html'>Luke's late birthday trip...  It was busier and a little cooler than we would have liked, but still had a great time!  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Leavitt's&lt;/span&gt; were there for a few of the same days, so it was fun to spend some time with them at the Happiest Place on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYxSmsJIvu4/TXhwyqZn84I/AAAAAAAAFIc/j_Q_xw4tipw/s1600/IMG_2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582335753803264898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYxSmsJIvu4/TXhwyqZn84I/AAAAAAAAFIc/j_Q_xw4tipw/s320/IMG_2133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t1O4JJUjaUY/TXhwyKCz6jI/AAAAAAAAFIU/TI_hh66Ak28/s1600/IMG_2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582335745117645362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t1O4JJUjaUY/TXhwyKCz6jI/AAAAAAAAFIU/TI_hh66Ak28/s320/IMG_2135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3COcNs8avJg/TXhwxkT3fQI/AAAAAAAAFIM/jrZlFSiRuIY/s1600/IMG_2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582335734988635394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3COcNs8avJg/TXhwxkT3fQI/AAAAAAAAFIM/jrZlFSiRuIY/s320/IMG_2141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KQbEkBF0gQ/TXhtj0KpuII/AAAAAAAAFIE/lFA6PV3yXt8/s1600/IMG_2145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582332200191899778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KQbEkBF0gQ/TXhtj0KpuII/AAAAAAAAFIE/lFA6PV3yXt8/s320/IMG_2145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emerson and Chloe.  It's so funny by the end of the day how many kids end up squished into the strollers or on backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6QfWMA9txg/TXhtjcANPuI/AAAAAAAAFH8/-IpLt1Yg_fc/s1600/IMG_2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582332193705639650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6QfWMA9txg/TXhtjcANPuI/AAAAAAAAFH8/-IpLt1Yg_fc/s320/IMG_2155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thought this was a cute pic of Riley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iYLooiyu1M/TXhti6HCkCI/AAAAAAAAFH0/m2akvKZSvVI/s1600/IMG_2169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582332184607494178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iYLooiyu1M/TXhti6HCkCI/AAAAAAAAFH0/m2akvKZSvVI/s320/IMG_2169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls were brave and saw all the princesses together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a4kUEOlpnlE/TXhrpQx-l_I/AAAAAAAAFHs/C7qKanqL76Q/s1600/IMG_2179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582330094749128690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a4kUEOlpnlE/TXhrpQx-l_I/AAAAAAAAFHs/C7qKanqL76Q/s320/IMG_2179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seal Beach... Ate at Ruby's diner.  It was really windy so we didn't hang out long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WUyAggZOlu4/TXhrozIQ_DI/AAAAAAAAFHk/oSQVrDJpxkk/s1600/IMG_2182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582330086789545010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WUyAggZOlu4/TXhrozIQ_DI/AAAAAAAAFHk/oSQVrDJpxkk/s320/IMG_2182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-1671394962435095396?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/1671394962435095396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=1671394962435095396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1671394962435095396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1671394962435095396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/disneyland-trip-november-2010.html' title='Disneyland  trip - November 2010'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYxSmsJIvu4/TXhwyqZn84I/AAAAAAAAFIc/j_Q_xw4tipw/s72-c/IMG_2133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-5796974741329633906</id><published>2011-03-09T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T20:57:52.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk-a-thon and Savannah and Ryan's wedding</title><content type='html'>After a long blogging hiatus, I am back!  I realized how behind I was even with my last posts.  I'm gonna go back a ways to a busy day way back in October.  I was in charge of our school's Walk-a-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thon&lt;/span&gt; and then 3 of the kids were in our niece Savannah's wedding that same day.  Super crazy but fun day.  Here are some pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582306335749663330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5kjb8zlXJ1c/TXhWCTnFamI/AAAAAAAAFAE/129Yu6iUzmI/s320/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this awful pic of Riley is the only one I had time to take.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; Poor girl is not much of a runner.  She really isn't much for any physical activity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8RaDtqiZ7YA/TXhW-5q65WI/AAAAAAAAFB0/Zcm8_Y1jqXQ/s1600/132.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582307376758449506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8RaDtqiZ7YA/TXhW-5q65WI/AAAAAAAAFB0/Zcm8_Y1jqXQ/s320/132.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some beautiful girls.  Ry and Chloe looking a little beat up. (posted backwards)  This was after dancing hard at the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hf4iZ6V-l1E/TXhW-ik0zPI/AAAAAAAAFBs/-wdcaVijY_Y/s1600/130.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582307370558868722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hf4iZ6V-l1E/TXhW-ik0zPI/AAAAAAAAFBs/-wdcaVijY_Y/s320/130.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coco man dancing away.  He had such a great time.  We all kicked our shoes off and rocked out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GUr6Kr2RYic/TXhW-cOZuUI/AAAAAAAAFBk/U5OfVDgaGpM/s1600/128.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582307368854206786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GUr6Kr2RYic/TXhW-cOZuUI/AAAAAAAAFBk/U5OfVDgaGpM/s320/128.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't believe he walked down the aisle all alone.  Chloe bailed on him at the last minute.  She was too scared to go.  He found Travis at the end and stood right at his side during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ceremony&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXYa8SRaygg/TXhW9yHfDOI/AAAAAAAAFBc/4xMLotfYN6U/s1600/126.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582307357550906594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXYa8SRaygg/TXhW9yHfDOI/AAAAAAAAFBc/4xMLotfYN6U/s320/126.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is as far as Chloe got.  I did not want to be walking down with them.  So not planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-auxj38H_BZQ/TXhWDzWa-vI/AAAAAAAAFAk/N5YOtn4qTQk/s1600/124.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582306361449577202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-auxj38H_BZQ/TXhWDzWa-vI/AAAAAAAAFAk/N5YOtn4qTQk/s320/124.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley was such a ham!  She is gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-0-sJB-NyM/TXhWDTU1OKI/AAAAAAAAFAc/80lYHRRoJ2c/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582306352852973730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-0-sJB-NyM/TXhWDTU1OKI/AAAAAAAAFAc/80lYHRRoJ2c/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 2 beauties getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582306348805735634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f4w_wkwqkwk/TXhWDEP5RNI/AAAAAAAAFAU/P9L1WKQ5X0Q/s320/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With the beautiful bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c6ImBKP7z5U/TXhWCsPh6EI/AAAAAAAAFAM/St1Brkq1lvg/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582306342361753666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c6ImBKP7z5U/TXhWCsPh6EI/AAAAAAAAFAM/St1Brkq1lvg/s320/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited for Savannah and Ryan.  They have a baby on the way now too and we can't wait to meet him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-5796974741329633906?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/5796974741329633906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=5796974741329633906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5796974741329633906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5796974741329633906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2011/03/walk-thon-and-savannah-and-ryans.html' title='Walk-a-thon and Savannah and Ryan&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5kjb8zlXJ1c/TXhWCTnFamI/AAAAAAAAFAE/129Yu6iUzmI/s72-c/083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1024277513102472389</id><published>2010-11-12T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:15:55.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke's 9th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;On November 1st Luke turned 9!  We had originally planned on being at Disney that day but we postponed the trip for a week.  Since there wasn't school that day he and a couple friends and a cousin spent the afternoon playing sports at the park and then had a little sleepover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TN4Q-O1t4kI/AAAAAAAAE5w/URcX6vq1uEc/s1600/IMG_2113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TN4Q-O1t4kI/AAAAAAAAE5w/URcX6vq1uEc/s320/IMG_2113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I made one of Luke's favorite dinners, chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alfredo&lt;/span&gt; pizza.  He requested chocolate cake and ice cream as well.   A few other family members came over to help celebrate as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TN4Q-QzX79I/AAAAAAAAE54/Ibe1VjN8ONs/s1600/IMG_2117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TN4Q-QzX79I/AAAAAAAAE54/Ibe1VjN8ONs/s320/IMG_2117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TN4Q-nN8IPI/AAAAAAAAE6A/-X4YbECe-JU/s1600/IMG_2119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TN4Q-nN8IPI/AAAAAAAAE6A/-X4YbECe-JU/s320/IMG_2119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The kid made out when it came time to opening his cards.  I think he ended up with $90.  He of course saved it for Disneyland.  The boys spent most of the night watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WWE&lt;/span&gt; and playing video games.  They went to bed near midnight and woke up far too early.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;  I think they all  had a good time!&lt;br /&gt;At age 9, Luke is...&lt;br /&gt;-Still a helpful big brother, when he chooses to be.&lt;br /&gt;-Has gotten to be such a goofy, silly boy, especially around his friends.&lt;br /&gt;-He is usually glued to a TV or any type of video game.  (Expect to tell him something at least 3 times if he is in front of the TV.)&lt;br /&gt;-He is our dog's master and buddy.&lt;br /&gt;-He does very well in school... he is an exceptional reader.&lt;br /&gt;-He is working towards running a marathon in December.  (not all at once) He is quite a fast runner!&lt;br /&gt;-He will do anything to make any kind of money. &lt;br /&gt;-Is excited to have advanced to the bear den in cub scouts.&lt;br /&gt;It is just so crazy to think that in just 9 more years he will be an adult.  Or that in just 10 years he will be leaving for his mission!  The time sure has flown by. &lt;br /&gt;We sure love you our handsome boy!!&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/1824219066158312919-1024277513102472389?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/1024277513102472389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=1024277513102472389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1024277513102472389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1024277513102472389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2010/11/lukes-9th-birthday.html' title='Luke&apos;s 9th Birthday'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TN4Q-O1t4kI/AAAAAAAAE5w/URcX6vq1uEc/s72-c/IMG_2113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-5398925726395729770</id><published>2010-11-01T14:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T14:40:47.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darren's big 3-0 birthday</title><content type='html'>I can't believe my husband is 30!!  This only scares me because I am 8 mo behind him.&lt;br /&gt;He never makes a big deal about his day so it was kind of low key.  He had hurt his back at work so he wasn't feeling so hot to begin with.  We ran around "boo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;" some friends and then came home for some cake.&lt;br /&gt;The kids are such goofballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM8xjbPMntI/AAAAAAAAE5o/UkidELvlKfY/s1600/IMG_2050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534696951738310354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM8xjbPMntI/AAAAAAAAE5o/UkidELvlKfY/s320/IMG_2050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM8xiwoWGOI/AAAAAAAAE5g/5qa-pmmizGo/s1600/IMG_2052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534696940301064418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM8xiwoWGOI/AAAAAAAAE5g/5qa-pmmizGo/s320/IMG_2052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM8xiarn_NI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/_TG0Y3wsu0I/s1600/IMG_2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534696934409239762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM8xiarn_NI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/_TG0Y3wsu0I/s320/IMG_2054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM8xh2vewbI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/9y3lqihMRP8/s1600/IMG_2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534696924761735602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM8xh2vewbI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/9y3lqihMRP8/s320/IMG_2055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the funniest... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; Luke would get the match lit someone would blow it out before he could get it to the candle.  We had such a good laugh about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM8xhQdXaBI/AAAAAAAAE5I/8hw3eeeK6NI/s1600/IMG_2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534696914485209106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM8xhQdXaBI/AAAAAAAAE5I/8hw3eeeK6NI/s320/IMG_2063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids all made Dad a special poster and we put them up with some streamers and balloons.  It looked so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Saturday after we went out with a big group of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; friends to the Guadalajara for dinner and Luv-its for dessert and then stayed at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Southpoint&lt;/span&gt; for the night.  We had to rush home in the morning for church, but it was still a nice little getaway.  Of course I didn't think to take a single pic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope it was a good b-day D!  We love ya lots!!&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/1824219066158312919-5398925726395729770?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/5398925726395729770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=5398925726395729770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5398925726395729770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5398925726395729770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2010/11/darrens-big-3-0-birthday.html' title='Darren&apos;s big 3-0 birthday'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM8xjbPMntI/AAAAAAAAE5o/UkidELvlKfY/s72-c/IMG_2050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-7668915468559306019</id><published>2010-10-31T21:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T21:34:42.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5BZEFsuFI/AAAAAAAAE5A/9v9vxqcpQ68/s1600/IMG_2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534432890935097426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5BZEFsuFI/AAAAAAAAE5A/9v9vxqcpQ68/s320/IMG_2090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Heather, Chloe as Belle- she was a wreck too- hair a mess and black leggings&lt;br /&gt;Cole as Woody, Riley a cow girl, Luke as John Wayne and then the creepy Nacho &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Libre&lt;/span&gt; back there lurking in the bush .  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;  That is uncle Randy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't planned on letting them go out, but we were at aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Machelle's&lt;/span&gt; for dinner so we figured we'd let them go to a couple houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5BYgsEh_I/AAAAAAAAE44/n8k79hzor-8/s1600/IMG_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534432881432365042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5BYgsEh_I/AAAAAAAAE44/n8k79hzor-8/s320/IMG_2092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We really went out for Uncle Nacho and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bri&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5BYD-TyOI/AAAAAAAAE4w/zVIFmPAyolY/s1600/IMG_2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534432873724233954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5BYD-TyOI/AAAAAAAAE4w/zVIFmPAyolY/s320/IMG_2098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Always happy when sugar is involved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5BX4GjvaI/AAAAAAAAE4o/hhtYufkh4_4/s1600/IMG_2100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534432870537608610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5BX4GjvaI/AAAAAAAAE4o/hhtYufkh4_4/s320/IMG_2100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe had to have my or Heather's hand at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5AiUNH1BI/AAAAAAAAE4g/GDyglD5bp5s/s1600/IMG_2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534431950368396306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5AiUNH1BI/AAAAAAAAE4g/GDyglD5bp5s/s320/IMG_2101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5Ah6Ina2I/AAAAAAAAE4Y/LChY-UmCxQ8/s1600/IMG_2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534431943370173282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5Ah6Ina2I/AAAAAAAAE4Y/LChY-UmCxQ8/s320/IMG_2103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cutest little Woody and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5AgbUEx2I/AAAAAAAAE4Q/eyTh0TqMUy8/s1600/IMG_2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534431917916866402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5AgbUEx2I/AAAAAAAAE4Q/eyTh0TqMUy8/s320/IMG_2105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that really you Randy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5AgK5A2fI/AAAAAAAAE4I/lSVPSH8SEHc/s1600/IMG_2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534431913508395506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5AgK5A2fI/AAAAAAAAE4I/lSVPSH8SEHc/s320/IMG_2109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She hadn't even eaten any candy yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5Af5ORcQI/AAAAAAAAE4A/lYM-7g79N9M/s1600/IMG_2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534431908765724930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5Af5ORcQI/AAAAAAAAE4A/lYM-7g79N9M/s320/IMG_2110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't ask me why, but he actually posed like this on his own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun quick little trip out, yummy dinner and good company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now on to Luke's 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday tomorrow!&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/1824219066158312919-7668915468559306019?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/7668915468559306019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=7668915468559306019' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7668915468559306019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7668915468559306019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM5BZEFsuFI/AAAAAAAAE5A/9v9vxqcpQ68/s72-c/IMG_2090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-262517608869778925</id><published>2010-10-31T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T21:17:21.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunk or Treat</title><content type='html'>We had a blast at this years ward trunk or treat.  Our friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Meltons&lt;/span&gt; joined us. &lt;br /&gt;I loaded my pics backwards, so we'll go with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM49W3tSqjI/AAAAAAAAE34/qF1UwDM-1-Y/s1600/IMG_2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534428455205251634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM49W3tSqjI/AAAAAAAAE34/qF1UwDM-1-Y/s320/IMG_2088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wonder woman and Belle making the rounds.  They were so cute together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM49WjAn55I/AAAAAAAAE3w/y6jwMrO9Y8k/s1600/IMG_2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534428449649190802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM49WjAn55I/AAAAAAAAE3w/y6jwMrO9Y8k/s320/IMG_2086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quincy, Chloe, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beckam&lt;/span&gt; and Cole at Captain Hooks trunk.   Chloe would only go to our close friends cars alone.  She was very clingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM49WW2FbyI/AAAAAAAAE3o/MP0Pde7UDk0/s1600/IMG_2080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534428446383763234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM49WW2FbyI/AAAAAAAAE3o/MP0Pde7UDk0/s320/IMG_2080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole with the adorable Boyd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tinkerbelles&lt;/span&gt;.  You can see Ry back there too.  This was the line for the costume parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM49WKNBw5I/AAAAAAAAE3g/kkD-5BRq2Rk/s1600/IMG_2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534428442990330770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM49WKNBw5I/AAAAAAAAE3g/kkD-5BRq2Rk/s320/IMG_2079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole and Daddy at the cup cake walk.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Marlaina&lt;/span&gt; did such a good job MC &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; it.  Super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM49V0KeemI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/1D4nWp9tqs8/s1600/IMG_2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534428437074049634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM49V0KeemI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/1D4nWp9tqs8/s320/IMG_2072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids finishing up their chili/soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a little fun house for the young kids and a haunted house for the bigger kids.  Ry and Luke both did the haunted house and said it was great.  We have such a great ward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-262517608869778925?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/262517608869778925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=262517608869778925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/262517608869778925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/262517608869778925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2010/10/trunk-or-treat.html' title='Trunk or Treat'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TM49W3tSqjI/AAAAAAAAE34/qF1UwDM-1-Y/s72-c/IMG_2088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-7374059841072452940</id><published>2010-09-30T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T09:39:01.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cub and girl scouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Luke has now almost been a cub scout for almost a whole year now.  I wasn't blogging when he received his Bob Cat award several months ago. The lights are always dimmed when they do the awards and you'd think I'd remember to bring my good camera, but no.  Here's the pic from that one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TKS8quWHMuI/AAAAAAAAE24/eQoE0gIngCc/s1600/IMG_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TKS8quWHMuI/AAAAAAAAE24/eQoE0gIngCc/s320/IMG_0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Riley has been in girl scouts for over a year now.  We have discovered recently since I took the troop over and have had some training, that she really wasn't old enough to be a brownie then, or really now.  OOPS!  Most of the girls in the troop got too old so a couple friends and I decided we would keep it going with our younger girls.  Here's Riley and her friend Kylie in February selling GS cookies.  It was such a cold cold day, but we had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TKS8rAQLGnI/AAAAAAAAE3A/yyCcNhBRjS8/s1600/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TKS8rAQLGnI/AAAAAAAAE3A/yyCcNhBRjS8/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Just look at those cookies... can't wait for February!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TKS8rUhTu9I/AAAAAAAAE3I/lNrEpkWyQAM/s1600/IMG_1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TKS8rUhTu9I/AAAAAAAAE3I/lNrEpkWyQAM/s320/IMG_1344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;And here is Luke and me on Tuesday night when he received his Wolf badge along with a gold arrow and several silver ones.  He has worked hard this last year and has so much fun.  He really loves the Jenkins and doesn't mind hanging out over there even on non scout days.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is excited to be moving up to the Bear den in a few weeks.&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/1824219066158312919-7374059841072452940?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/7374059841072452940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=7374059841072452940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7374059841072452940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7374059841072452940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2010/09/cub-and-girl-scouts.html' title='cub and girl scouts'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TKS8quWHMuI/AAAAAAAAE24/eQoE0gIngCc/s72-c/IMG_0268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-286097122372830714</id><published>2010-09-08T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:04:11.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a minute...or two</title><content type='html'>Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; almost 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little summary of 2010 so far...&lt;br /&gt;-Cole got a big boy bed&lt;br /&gt;-Riley lost her first couple of teeth and got reading glasses&lt;br /&gt;-Darren and I celebrated our 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; anniversary&lt;br /&gt;-We took a family trip to Disneyland/Chloe got her first season pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf2b_EtmkI/AAAAAAAAE1w/FmnDzxjgEFE/s1600/IMG_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514647229386562114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf2b_EtmkI/AAAAAAAAE1w/FmnDzxjgEFE/s320/IMG_1687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -We had our first Girls night cousin/friend sleepover&lt;br /&gt;-School awards ceremonies&lt;br /&gt;-Luke's first pinewood derby where he placed 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf2bOWl6dI/AAAAAAAAE1o/rXYOqpd7TOE/s1600/IMG_1858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514647216308218322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf2bOWl6dI/AAAAAAAAE1o/rXYOqpd7TOE/s320/IMG_1858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Easter and all the fun spring festivities&lt;br /&gt;-Luke's first baseball season&lt;br /&gt;-Riley graduated kinder/Luke finished 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade with all straight A's for the entire year&lt;br /&gt;-Cole's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf1EGQBr_I/AAAAAAAAE1g/nh-5r14gGJA/s1600/IMG_1941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514645719484575730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf1EGQBr_I/AAAAAAAAE1g/nh-5r14gGJA/s320/IMG_1941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -My 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday which we celebrated in California sans kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf1C3ZdyUI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/5M_HeUMqPKU/s1600/IMG_1960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514645698317764930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf1C3ZdyUI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/5M_HeUMqPKU/s320/IMG_1960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Chloe's 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Our annual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Escalante&lt;/span&gt; trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf1CTWiLEI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/ZxQ0ueR4unA/s1600/IMG_2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514645688641793090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf1CTWiLEI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/ZxQ0ueR4unA/s320/IMG_2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lots of swimming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-oh yeah, we moved twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cole was potty trained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Riley started 1st grade, again  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Luke started 3rd grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf1BSA5ZCI/AAAAAAAAE1I/uO2t3Cd0ODU/s1600/IMG_2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514645671102735394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf1BSA5ZCI/AAAAAAAAE1I/uO2t3Cd0ODU/s320/IMG_2031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chloe started preschool with Mrs. Tate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf1AyMDkpI/AAAAAAAAE1A/7TodwbYYQrc/s1600/IMG_2032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514645662559605394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf1AyMDkpI/AAAAAAAAE1A/7TodwbYYQrc/s320/IMG_2032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I will get everything posted, you know for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;journaling&lt;/span&gt; sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been a crazy and fun year so far.  We are so happy to be settled back in the ward again for a while.  We are excited for a busy fall - Darren will be coaching Luke's flag football team and I am now Riley's girl scout leader as well as newly becoming a board member in the PTA.  I don't know what to do if it's just not crazy busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-286097122372830714?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/286097122372830714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=286097122372830714' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/286097122372830714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/286097122372830714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-minuteor-two.html' title='It&apos;s been a minute...or two'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/TIf2b_EtmkI/AAAAAAAAE1w/FmnDzxjgEFE/s72-c/IMG_1687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-4734513263141052569</id><published>2009-12-21T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:04:16.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas festivities, so far</title><content type='html'>Friday night was our annual &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mecham&lt;/span&gt; Christmas get together. Unfortunately, not everyone was able to attend. It is hard with such a large family. It was nice to have Cherise and her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; in town though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq-WU805I/AAAAAAAAEnE/T_N98uH69-c/s1600-h/IMG_1512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947971104592786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq-WU805I/AAAAAAAAEnE/T_N98uH69-c/s320/IMG_1512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Listening to Grandma. Notice Cole climbing on his cousin Blake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq-HEpuoI/AAAAAAAAEm8/poJgMuOF8rw/s1600-h/IMG_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947967009700482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq-HEpuoI/AAAAAAAAEm8/poJgMuOF8rw/s320/IMG_1514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smothering &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt; trying to get their ornament. For the past several years, Grandma gives a special ornament to each family member. This years was the nativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq9yHO_4I/AAAAAAAAEm0/Jgf7yoD7VAw/s1600-h/IMG_1516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947961383387010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq9yHO_4I/AAAAAAAAEm0/Jgf7yoD7VAw/s320/IMG_1516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blake and Luke being silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq2OMQ0-I/AAAAAAAAEms/1TPPJADZAP8/s1600-h/IMG_1519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947831481717730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq2OMQ0-I/AAAAAAAAEms/1TPPJADZAP8/s320/IMG_1519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole was killing us with his chair. He finally figured out how to get out of it and had to show us all night long.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq1wsvnFI/AAAAAAAAEmk/PiBSvb2U7AY/s1600-h/IMG_1528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947823564889170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq1wsvnFI/AAAAAAAAEmk/PiBSvb2U7AY/s320/IMG_1528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Something was super funny, I totally missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq1cxZs5I/AAAAAAAAEmc/0qk7WYY0nmI/s1600-h/IMG_1536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947818215715730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq1cxZs5I/AAAAAAAAEmc/0qk7WYY0nmI/s320/IMG_1536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy and Darren being Christ-like, I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq02oumfI/AAAAAAAAEmU/UDdAwRZEBcw/s1600-h/IMG_1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947807978789362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq02oumfI/AAAAAAAAEmU/UDdAwRZEBcw/s320/IMG_1537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kim picking up Cherise and Marcos? I didn't have the camera, I'm not sure what was going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun night, as it always is when we all get together. We were able to continue the fun last night as we went to Amanda's concert and got to have dessert at Kim and Kathy's afterwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sunday before Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq0kHjWRI/AAAAAAAAEmM/brVSCzr2pSw/s1600-h/IMG_1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947803007801618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq0kHjWRI/AAAAAAAAEmM/brVSCzr2pSw/s320/IMG_1547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls were excited to wear their new dresses. I couldn't find Cole a cute sweater or tie this year. Christmas just kind of crept up on me this year I guess. It was Cole's first day in nursery, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YIPEE&lt;/span&gt;! He ran in without even looking back. He did so well! Chloe is happy to have 2 weeks with him in nursery. She can't wait to be a Sunbeam though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sacrament program was very nice. Well, what I got to see anyways. Cole doesn't let us sit through much. I love hearing and teaching the story of Christ's birth, and hope we can all remember it when we get so busy with all the shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; we made a gingerbread house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBqnwE1ISI/AAAAAAAAEmE/KhTnweD0CzY/s1600-h/IMG_1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947582879310114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBqnwE1ISI/AAAAAAAAEmE/KhTnweD0CzY/s320/IMG_1550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are mean, and put Cole to bed.  The other kids fought about who would decorate what part and that the other one stole their candy.  Next year we will get them their own house to decorate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBqnj84a7I/AAAAAAAAEl8/Wmhxwne9AfU/s1600-h/IMG_1556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947579624745906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBqnj84a7I/AAAAAAAAEl8/Wmhxwne9AfU/s320/IMG_1556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun with the frosting and candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBqnNe6L1I/AAAAAAAAEl0/ZgQ28iJ6oac/s1600-h/IMG_1557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947573593452370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBqnNe6L1I/AAAAAAAAEl0/ZgQ28iJ6oac/s320/IMG_1557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBqm7v45XI/AAAAAAAAEls/JivCJhDp3g0/s1600-h/IMG_1562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947568832832882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBqm7v45XI/AAAAAAAAEls/JivCJhDp3g0/s320/IMG_1562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending to eat it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBqmg8NHJI/AAAAAAAAElk/BWJbKasjKLY/s1600-h/IMG_1568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417947561636732050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBqmg8NHJI/AAAAAAAAElk/BWJbKasjKLY/s320/IMG_1568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a crazy week so far and we still have lots more fun planned! &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/1824219066158312919-4734513263141052569?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/4734513263141052569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=4734513263141052569' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4734513263141052569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4734513263141052569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-festivities-so-far.html' title='Christmas festivities, so far'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBq-WU805I/AAAAAAAAEnE/T_N98uH69-c/s72-c/IMG_1512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-5127298794342151081</id><published>2009-12-21T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:33:25.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUKE AND RILEY'S AWARD CEREMONIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I am so lucky to have such smart and well behaved kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBoM3sOiLI/AAAAAAAAElU/RWRQTNRmQMw/s1600-h/IMG_1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBoM3sOiLI/AAAAAAAAElU/RWRQTNRmQMw/s320/IMG_1471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Luke was the only one in his class to receive straight A's this trimester.  He also received a perfect attendance award. (the first time ever, since we didn't go to Disneyland this fall)&lt;br /&gt;His teacher just kept telling us how much she enjoys having him in class and wishes all the kids were like him.  We hear this every year.  I am just so proud of him and so glad he is my boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBoNMXOizI/AAAAAAAAElc/WwPjV59zBa4/s1600-h/IMG_1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBoNMXOizI/AAAAAAAAElc/WwPjV59zBa4/s320/IMG_1510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley received an award for academic excellence. Which is the Kindergarten &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;equivalence&lt;/span&gt; of straight A's.  She didn't get the attendance award unfortunately, due to the flu and some crawly things she got in her hair from school.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ry's teacher said she is a smarty, just tends to be a little more social!  That's my girl!  She is also a big help to the other students!  So proud of you Riley &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Cole and Chloe really enjoyed seeing their big brother and sister at school.  Cole kept trying to run up and sit with them.&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/1824219066158312919-5127298794342151081?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/5127298794342151081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=5127298794342151081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5127298794342151081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5127298794342151081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/12/luke-and-rileys-award-ceremonies.html' title='LUKE AND RILEY&apos;S AWARD CEREMONIES'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SzBoM3sOiLI/AAAAAAAAElU/RWRQTNRmQMw/s72-c/IMG_1471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3940056104698140668</id><published>2009-12-16T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T15:19:38.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Princess and the Frog</title><content type='html'>For her birthday, Riley really wanted to invite a few girls from church to see "The Princess and the Frog."  We were so lucky it came out on Friday.   We went Saturday evening, and I was lucky enough to have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marlaina&lt;/span&gt; volunteer to come and help me.  Since they are older, they were way easy to take, but it was a lot of work trying to get snacks and potty breaks and all that good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Syln8c22DXI/AAAAAAAAEk0/hmpWys99ZUY/s1600-h/IMG_1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415974315125771634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Syln8c22DXI/AAAAAAAAEk0/hmpWys99ZUY/s320/IMG_1439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the cuties.  Chloe came too.  Ry wasn't happy about that at first, but quickly forgot once she had her friends with her.&lt;br /&gt;I got them all Princess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tiana&lt;/span&gt; shirts to wear to the movie.  They looked so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Syln8EKMc1I/AAAAAAAAEks/aYJro0okc1I/s1600-h/IMG_1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415974308496044882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Syln8EKMc1I/AAAAAAAAEks/aYJro0okc1I/s320/IMG_1443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We opened up presents in the theater before the movie started.  This is the BOP IT she has been wanting.&lt;br /&gt;She got lots of other cute &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; presents too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Syln75oXwWI/AAAAAAAAEkk/49sZSDddb3I/s1600-h/IMG_1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415974305669824866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Syln75oXwWI/AAAAAAAAEkk/49sZSDddb3I/s320/IMG_1445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They didn't have a "Princess and the Frog" poster anywhere in the theater, so we had to pose in front of Alvin and the chipmunks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt bad once we got all the girls dropped off at home that is was 7:30 and I had filled them up with popcorn, soda and candy...not dinner.  Sorry Moms!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a great time on our little girls night out!  I just love that my girls are getting older and it's getting easier to do things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Syln7YxZS7I/AAAAAAAAEkc/hBI1-_WpLMU/s1600-h/IMG_1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415974296849304498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Syln7YxZS7I/AAAAAAAAEkc/hBI1-_WpLMU/s320/IMG_1449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the cuties showing off their shirts.  The little one is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marlaina's&lt;/span&gt; baby girl.  She was so good and loved to just watch the big girls.&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/1824219066158312919-3940056104698140668?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3940056104698140668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3940056104698140668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3940056104698140668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3940056104698140668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/12/princess-and-frog.html' title='The Princess and the Frog'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Syln8c22DXI/AAAAAAAAEk0/hmpWys99ZUY/s72-c/IMG_1439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1262273196348442035</id><published>2009-12-12T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:24:49.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon</title><content type='html'>The big day I have been training for started at 4:30am for me. I was actually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; at how well I slept the night before because I was so nervous! I was so afraid my alarm wouldn't go off, I checked it 4 times and had D set his alarm also.&lt;br /&gt;Darren took me to the start so I wouldn't have to deal with parking. We left a little later than planned and with traffic being horrendous, I almost didn't make it in time. Luckily, even though the start was at 6:15, my corral didn't get across the start line till 6:50. Thank goodness for cell phones, I would've never found Mandi and her cousin in the sea of 27,000 other crazy runners. I took at pic of Mandi and I at the start, but it didn't turn out so great. I will tell you it was so dang cold though! I ended up wearing thermal bottoms under my running &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;capris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, gloves, and a thermal shirt over my running tank. All of which I kept on the entire time. Although, I had to take my gloves off early on because they got wet from my water bottle, and I ended up taking someone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gloves from the ground. (inside out)&lt;br /&gt;I felt pretty good for the first half, and we made pretty good time. I was able to call and text Darren throughout to update him as to where we were and to find out where he and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my awesome family waiting, and waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPX8VG010I/AAAAAAAAEi0/ULggiyaRatk/s1600-h/100_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408608487364418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPX8VG010I/AAAAAAAAEi0/ULggiyaRatk/s320/100_0526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell they were bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPX78rjVHI/AAAAAAAAEis/JyS4Sg2AjN8/s1600-h/100_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408601930519666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPX78rjVHI/AAAAAAAAEis/JyS4Sg2AjN8/s320/100_0531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPX7qAzekI/AAAAAAAAEik/jRAKCnEaaIg/s1600-h/IMG_1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408596919384642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPX7qAzekI/AAAAAAAAEik/jRAKCnEaaIg/s320/IMG_1374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt and Jodie and their kids came too. Which was such a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; to me. I was so happy to see them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We weren't quite prepared for the hills.(you never are) My quads started cramping up pretty badly around mile 14 or 15. Mandi even had to try and massage em' for me. (what a friend)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, she started having stomach problems and cramping. We had to slow down a bit, and even walk a little here and there. Once I got to mile 23 I was feeling pretty good. The adrenaline was pumping through me. I kept hearing this would happen and was pretty skeptical about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPX64B2IrI/AAAAAAAAEic/l4Om5G54BUo/s1600-h/IMG_1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408583501980338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPX64B2IrI/AAAAAAAAEic/l4Om5G54BUo/s320/IMG_1389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is mile 26.1 where we saw my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the Melton's. I knew I was gonna cry, but didn't expect it to be before I finished. I looked at Mandi and we were both &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tearin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' up. It was the best place possible for them to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPX6mG5LHI/AAAAAAAAEiU/UyytA1Z9fZQ/s1600-h/rock+and+roll+marathon"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408578691312754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPX6mG5LHI/AAAAAAAAEiU/UyytA1Z9fZQ/s320/rock+and+roll+marathon" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are getting ready to cross the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPXcTtJG9I/AAAAAAAAEiM/eYBQW4HVQtY/s1600-h/rock+and+roll"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408058355391442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPXcTtJG9I/AAAAAAAAEiM/eYBQW4HVQtY/s320/rock+and+roll" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE DID IT!! 5 hrs 13 min. A little longer than we hoped, but dang it, who cares, WE DID IT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPXcMwZCOI/AAAAAAAAEiE/FQiJdRvZeKQ/s1600-h/RockN%27Roll+Las+Vegas+Marathon+2009+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408056489969890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPXcMwZCOI/AAAAAAAAEiE/FQiJdRvZeKQ/s320/RockN%27Roll+Las+Vegas+Marathon+2009+028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mouth is full of bagel right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPXb7actLI/AAAAAAAAEh8/SwgAReAdTm0/s1600-h/100_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408051834533042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPXb7actLI/AAAAAAAAEh8/SwgAReAdTm0/s320/100_0534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a bad pic but I had to put it on. Luke was so cute! He was just so proud. He couldn't stop hugging me and looking at my medal. I asked him if he was as proud of me as I was of him getting baptized and he just smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPXbYH0G8I/AAAAAAAAEh0/aaqd9acy9s8/s1600-h/100_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408042361134018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPXbYH0G8I/AAAAAAAAEh0/aaqd9acy9s8/s320/100_0537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luke really loved the emergency blanket too. It was still so cold out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPXa6Jtw8I/AAAAAAAAEhs/QG6QKEFWaRU/s1600-h/IMG_1398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408034316043202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPXa6Jtw8I/AAAAAAAAEhs/QG6QKEFWaRU/s320/IMG_1398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and D. I'm sure he is so glad this is all over with! I took a lot of time away from home to train. I am so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for all of his support and help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved every minute of it. (maybe not getting up at 5 am every &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't even explain the the feeling of crossing that finish line. I am so proud of myself and Mandi. We were a team through it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt good until I got out of the car at home.  Everything had stiffened up.  I went right to the bathroom with my big bag of ice.  I am pretty sure the ice bath was worse than running the marathon.  It really helps though, and I had a really long warm shower after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ate and had a pretty nice nap after that.  Darren and my mother in law spoiled me that day.  It was nice to just do nothing.  By Wednesday I was feeling pretty normal again.  Not too bad of a recovery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love to do another full someday. For now I need to focus on other things though. I will probably do a few &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;halfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this year, because shoot, what's 13 miles now? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am excited to get back to taking classes at the gym also. &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/1824219066158312919-1262273196348442035?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/1262273196348442035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=1262273196348442035' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1262273196348442035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1262273196348442035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/12/marathon.html' title='Marathon'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyPX8VG010I/AAAAAAAAEi0/ULggiyaRatk/s72-c/100_0526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3082298644608988510</id><published>2009-12-09T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:37:40.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley Roo is 6 today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I can't believe my princess is 6 already!  Or maybe I can't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that she's not 10 or 11 since that is how old she acts. &lt;br /&gt;We've been talking about her b-day for a while now, but somehow last night we all kinda forgot, even Ry.  It didn't last long, and we made sure to have streamers and balloons up for her this morning.  She opened up her presents before she even came upstairs to wake us up.&lt;br /&gt;She got a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pixos&lt;/span&gt; factory and the monkey PJ's she has been wanting.&lt;br /&gt;She wore her Princess b-day pin to school and brought cupcakes for her class.&lt;br /&gt;After homework was done we went to Red Robin for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyB7DlquWFI/AAAAAAAAEg0/F5WG2dVz0rI/s1600-h/IMG_1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyB7DlquWFI/AAAAAAAAEg0/F5WG2dVz0rI/s320/IMG_1404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;She LOVES her cousin Hayden.  She insists on holding and carrying her around all by herself.  I think Hayden looks a lot like Ry did as a baby.  It could just be the bald head, I'm not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyB7DzhP5kI/AAAAAAAAEg8/glI2VPkYMuA/s1600-h/IMG_1408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyB7DzhP5kI/AAAAAAAAEg8/glI2VPkYMuA/s320/IMG_1408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here is the birthday song and ice cream.  I can't believe she isn't sick from that and the shake she had with dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had flash backs of her first bday party we had a Red Robin where she put her whole face in her cake to have a bite.  We all laughed so hard and she got so embarrased and wouldn't move at all.  I can't say I wish she were that age still, she was not an easy baby or toddler.  But it was a nice memory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyB7EUqfO1I/AAAAAAAAEhE/-ouueTLR_bI/s1600-h/IMG_1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyB7EUqfO1I/AAAAAAAAEhE/-ouueTLR_bI/s320/IMG_1418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here she is with Emerson and Chloe outside of the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyB7E4mIO6I/AAAAAAAAEhM/oizlLL6yPw0/s1600-h/IMG_1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyB7E4mIO6I/AAAAAAAAEhM/oizlLL6yPw0/s320/IMG_1423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;In the new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; with her brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday sis, we love you so much!  You are such a funny, smart and pretty girl!&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/1824219066158312919-3082298644608988510?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3082298644608988510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3082298644608988510' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3082298644608988510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3082298644608988510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/12/riley-roo-is-6-today.html' title='Riley Roo is 6 today!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SyB7DlquWFI/AAAAAAAAEg0/F5WG2dVz0rI/s72-c/IMG_1404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3013247642909670725</id><published>2009-12-08T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:49:55.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke's Baptism</title><content type='html'>Saturday was the big day we have been waiting 8 years for! Luke was baptized and confirmed a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints! What a very special day it was!&lt;br /&gt;As we walked in Luke looked at me and whispered, "I'm so nervous." I didn't think that boy ever got nervous.&lt;br /&gt;He and his Dad went in and got dressed in their whites and came out for a few pics. (Of course my camera battery died so some photos are from D's phone and some from my mom's camera.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62QZ74L_I/AAAAAAAAEgQ/7eSjaE6zwPU/s1600-h/luke+and+dad+baptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412964195102109682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62QZ74L_I/AAAAAAAAEgQ/7eSjaE6zwPU/s320/luke+and+dad+baptism.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62FqgosTI/AAAAAAAAEgI/kEOsXlNe4Ds/s1600-h/100_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412964010572689714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62FqgosTI/AAAAAAAAEgI/kEOsXlNe4Ds/s320/100_0491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So many of our friends and family we there with us to share his special day. When he was baptized it was so cute to see all of the little kids kneeling right up front so they could see. Cole pushed his way through the crowd and when it was done he clapped for Luke. It was so darn cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once dried off, Darren confirmed Luke a member of the church and he received the gift of the Holy Ghost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were able to visit with our family and friends for a bit, and then we headed to Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Machelle's&lt;/span&gt; for a little party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62FZ6muZI/AAAAAAAAEgA/rJDqAk5LU-c/s1600-h/100_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412964006118209938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62FZ6muZI/AAAAAAAAEgA/rJDqAk5LU-c/s320/100_0496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the handsome guy opening up the new scriptures we got him. The boy made out like a bandit. He got several presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62E4sd1vI/AAAAAAAAEf4/YFYB1yXqORw/s1600-h/100_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412963997200537330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62E4sd1vI/AAAAAAAAEf4/YFYB1yXqORw/s320/100_0497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nama&lt;/span&gt;. He was trying to give her bunny ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62En9TW8I/AAAAAAAAEfw/eFdmMuHhPBk/s1600-h/100_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412963992707750850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62En9TW8I/AAAAAAAAEfw/eFdmMuHhPBk/s320/100_0499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We needed a family shot to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;commemorate&lt;/span&gt; the day. You will probably be seeing it again in our Christmas cards. It is so hard to get a family of 6 all smiling and looking decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62ET4esuI/AAAAAAAAEfo/Aa2FCDvdigc/s1600-h/100_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412963987318813410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62ET4esuI/AAAAAAAAEfo/Aa2FCDvdigc/s320/100_0506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And...here's our silly shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke, we are so proud of your decision to be baptized! You are such a good boy who always chooses the right. We love you so much!&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/1824219066158312919-3013247642909670725?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3013247642909670725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3013247642909670725' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3013247642909670725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3013247642909670725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/12/lukes-baptism.html' title='Luke&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sx62QZ74L_I/AAAAAAAAEgQ/7eSjaE6zwPU/s72-c/luke+and+dad+baptism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-6389002132320421857</id><published>2009-12-02T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:18:29.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Since we have both families in town, we alternate years for the holidays.  This year was the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mechams&lt;/span&gt; year for Thanksgiving.  Fortunately, my family was eating earlier in the day so we stopped by for a little bit.  Unfortunately though, I didn't take any pictures.  It was nice to visit with my grandparents that we haven't seen a while.&lt;br /&gt;We then headed over to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leavitt's&lt;/span&gt; for the big party! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sxcd0GEu3rI/AAAAAAAAEeY/WluQd38keEU/s1600-h/IMG_1338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410826258129804978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sxcd0GEu3rI/AAAAAAAAEeY/WluQd38keEU/s320/IMG_1338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coco and his second cousin Daniel.  They had a good time playing ball with Delbert.  Cole kept trying to hug Daniel, it was too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcduYwR5DI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/Urnb0Yd2he8/s1600-h/IMG_1342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410826160065078322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcduYwR5DI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/Urnb0Yd2he8/s320/IMG_1342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mecham&lt;/span&gt; in her "hot mama" apron.  We had so much yummy food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcduPIkGhI/AAAAAAAAEeI/r2D1eBff0sU/s1600-h/IMG_1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410826157482580498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcduPIkGhI/AAAAAAAAEeI/r2D1eBff0sU/s320/IMG_1343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Machelle&lt;/span&gt; had the great idea of getting a jumper for the kids.  It was so nice to have the kids busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcdtycKw8I/AAAAAAAAEeA/_14j6DOglxQ/s1600-h/IMG_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410826149780177858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcdtycKw8I/AAAAAAAAEeA/_14j6DOglxQ/s320/IMG_1348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is just a few of us.  Darren was still at work, and lots of others were in the other room.  I won't comment on on some of the boys' poses.  I warned them it would be on the blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcdtYRkT2I/AAAAAAAAEd4/PA56L_geeRw/s1600-h/IMG_1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410826142756392802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcdtYRkT2I/AAAAAAAAEd4/PA56L_geeRw/s320/IMG_1354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aalihah&lt;/span&gt;, Chloe and Riley begging Mindy for a sleepover for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aalihah&lt;/span&gt;.  They didn't need to beg, but it was just so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sxcds1kNVAI/AAAAAAAAEdw/kQmbVVzami0/s1600-h/IMG_1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410826133439337474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sxcds1kNVAI/AAAAAAAAEdw/kQmbVVzami0/s320/IMG_1361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The answer was YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended up back over at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leavitt's&lt;/span&gt; most of Friday also.  We got to do a little shopping together, which was fun!  It was so nice to have a relaxing weekend with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-6389002132320421857?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/6389002132320421857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=6389002132320421857' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/6389002132320421857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/6389002132320421857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sxcd0GEu3rI/AAAAAAAAEeY/WluQd38keEU/s72-c/IMG_1338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-8236190879330444727</id><published>2009-12-02T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:32:53.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kanaraville trip #2</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since we went on our second little get away to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kanara&lt;/span&gt;, but had to share this photos of the silly kids.&lt;br /&gt;They worked for hours and hours on this little "boat playhouse".  They sure had a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcUiDZg4LI/AAAAAAAAEdo/u835fS_vFZE/s1600-h/IMG_1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410816052569366706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcUiDZg4LI/AAAAAAAAEdo/u835fS_vFZE/s320/IMG_1252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcUhs9wsoI/AAAAAAAAEdg/mlCtg1hXCX4/s1600-h/IMG_1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410816046547382914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcUhs9wsoI/AAAAAAAAEdg/mlCtg1hXCX4/s320/IMG_1257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcUhQA7BsI/AAAAAAAAEdY/fEJUTDPUG3M/s1600-h/IMG_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410816038776014530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcUhQA7BsI/AAAAAAAAEdY/fEJUTDPUG3M/s320/IMG_1260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darren and Brad found some clearance Halloween costumes for $1 while in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; in Cedar.  The boys loved scaring the girls in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcUhD80WjI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/ydYb2NSCHvo/s1600-h/IMG_1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410816035537574450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcUhD80WjI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/ydYb2NSCHvo/s320/IMG_1282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcUgQ5ZvNI/AAAAAAAAEdI/1qCLnnLQzMg/s1600-h/IMG_1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410816021833039058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcUgQ5ZvNI/AAAAAAAAEdI/1qCLnnLQzMg/s320/IMG_1285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love how Chloe never breaks her pose!&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/1824219066158312919-8236190879330444727?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/8236190879330444727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=8236190879330444727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8236190879330444727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8236190879330444727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/12/kanaraville-trip-2.html' title='Kanaraville trip #2'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SxcUiDZg4LI/AAAAAAAAEdo/u835fS_vFZE/s72-c/IMG_1252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-6542611117579033226</id><published>2009-11-25T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:07:36.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>So, I am a big nerd, and went with some super fun girls to the midnight showing of New Moon!&lt;br /&gt;I really probably could have waited to see it, but why miss out on a fun &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GNO&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;We ended up getting at the theater at 6 pm.  There were a few others already in line, but within a few hours we ended up in the top spot in line.  (The others went to the 9pm showing of Twilight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LIOyruZI/AAAAAAAAEco/VO6Jedqp2DY/s1600/IMG_1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408272438556080530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LIOyruZI/AAAAAAAAEco/VO6Jedqp2DY/s320/IMG_1322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It wasn't very cold because we were so close to the open door to the casino.  The hours went by quickly because we had such good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LHqKViLI/AAAAAAAAEcg/BuahBHcnDpA/s1600/IMG_1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408272428723177650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LHqKViLI/AAAAAAAAEcg/BuahBHcnDpA/s320/IMG_1323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found this Edward necklace the night before, and just had to get it for Nicole!  She is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LBCFoBWI/AAAAAAAAEcY/YdUwZeAbx1w/s1600/IMG_1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408272314886784354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LBCFoBWI/AAAAAAAAEcY/YdUwZeAbx1w/s320/IMG_1326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jana will probably kill me for posting this pic, but I had to.  She is such a good sport!  She is like 8 months &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt; and doesn't like the Twilight series, but came to hang out with us.  So glad she came to play for a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LA5DmqhI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/5xD1At1F2D8/s1600/IMG_1327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408272312462387730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LA5DmqhI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/5xD1At1F2D8/s320/IMG_1327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Erin and me.  We took about 20 pics on her camera, trying to get our best angles! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;  Notice her cute New Moon scarf, and my Cullen crest shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LAlXqtRI/AAAAAAAAEcI/5ti39DN_pnI/s1600/IMG_1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408272307177829650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LAlXqtRI/AAAAAAAAEcI/5ti39DN_pnI/s320/IMG_1329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was the view from the front of the line.  It went quite a ways back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LAHm59SI/AAAAAAAAEcA/CWR0agmFQDk/s1600/IMG_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408272299188679970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LAHm59SI/AAAAAAAAEcA/CWR0agmFQDk/s320/IMG_1334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The back of my shirt, although you can't really see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They ended up letting us in the theater at about 10, so we had time to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4K_1cm6KI/AAAAAAAAEb4/Fq-njd34-h0/s1600/IMG_1336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408272294313650338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4K_1cm6KI/AAAAAAAAEb4/Fq-njd34-h0/s320/IMG_1336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kim, Lisa and Erin waiting for the movie to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the movie was so much better than Twilight!  Thanks girls for such a fun night! &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/1824219066158312919-6542611117579033226?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/6542611117579033226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=6542611117579033226' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/6542611117579033226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/6542611117579033226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4LIOyruZI/AAAAAAAAEco/VO6Jedqp2DY/s72-c/IMG_1322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-605414184270471833</id><published>2009-11-25T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:57:28.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving party</title><content type='html'>We got together with some ward friends last week to celebrate Thanksgiving.  As usual, there was good food and good company.  I uploaded my pics backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4J7axnQYI/AAAAAAAAEbw/-ESq3DMYJ6k/s1600/IMG_1313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408271118922891650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4J7axnQYI/AAAAAAAAEbw/-ESq3DMYJ6k/s320/IMG_1313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jamie was keeping the kids busy while we cleaned up.  Such a great idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4J7BfiVLI/AAAAAAAAEbo/MRRteUxf-uA/s1600/IMG_1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408271112136185010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4J7BfiVLI/AAAAAAAAEbo/MRRteUxf-uA/s320/IMG_1309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley and Lacie.  This girls are like 2 peas in a pod.  It doesn't matter that they are 2 yrs apart.  The are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4J69p3t6I/AAAAAAAAEbg/aml49v3r0bU/s1600/IMG_1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408271111105787810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4J69p3t6I/AAAAAAAAEbg/aml49v3r0bU/s320/IMG_1307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke, Morgan, Mason, Jenna and Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4J6b913mI/AAAAAAAAEbY/phMlUpMc6qs/s1600/IMG_1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408271102062747234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4J6b913mI/AAAAAAAAEbY/phMlUpMc6qs/s320/IMG_1303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coco man stuffing his cute little face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4J6PP9BbI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/pVfSZxmTsgU/s1600/IMG_1301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408271098649052594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4J6PP9BbI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/pVfSZxmTsgU/s320/IMG_1301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The turkey that I made for the pot luck.  I thought it turned out pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-605414184270471833?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/605414184270471833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=605414184270471833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/605414184270471833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/605414184270471833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-party.html' title='Thanksgiving party'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sw4J7axnQYI/AAAAAAAAEbw/-ESq3DMYJ6k/s72-c/IMG_1313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-2047229222993605131</id><published>2009-11-08T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:12:24.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke is a cub scout now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Luke had his first cub scout pack meeting the other night, and it just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to be the rain gutter regatta. &lt;br /&gt;We of course, forgot to go and get him his scout shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdCRKJ4KjI/AAAAAAAAEaI/UIvqxgsWX-4/s1600-h/IMG_1227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdCRKJ4KjI/AAAAAAAAEaI/UIvqxgsWX-4/s320/IMG_1227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It took him a bit to get the hang of it, but once he did, he did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdCRje5s1I/AAAAAAAAEaQ/sr4T4O5vaRw/s1600-h/IMG_1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdCRje5s1I/AAAAAAAAEaQ/sr4T4O5vaRw/s320/IMG_1229.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdCRxl1IdI/AAAAAAAAEaY/AnY7yl0COIo/s1600-h/IMG_1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdCRxl1IdI/AAAAAAAAEaY/AnY7yl0COIo/s320/IMG_1232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I am excited for him to start this new chapter in "big boyhood"!  I can't believe I have an 8 year old!  He is such a great helper and example to his little siblings.  I can't wait for his baptism in 4 weeks!&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/1824219066158312919-2047229222993605131?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/2047229222993605131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=2047229222993605131' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2047229222993605131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2047229222993605131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/11/luke-is-cub-scout-now.html' title='Luke is a cub scout now'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdCRKJ4KjI/AAAAAAAAEaI/UIvqxgsWX-4/s72-c/IMG_1227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-8439414932525679509</id><published>2009-11-08T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:07:22.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdBGKz5m4I/AAAAAAAAEZ4/iB3iwlEO6GY/s1600-h/IMG_1236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdBGKz5m4I/AAAAAAAAEZ4/iB3iwlEO6GY/s320/IMG_1236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;(Me and my little wanna be runner in her undies) She swears she's gonna run with me when she's older, and I can't wait to have her as my partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am officially signed up for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LV&lt;/span&gt; full marathon! &lt;br /&gt;Got a new running outfit and a new hydration belt too. :)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Mandi and I ran 18 miles for the second Saturday in a row.  It was the toughest run I have ever had!  We were hoping to do 20, so we were quite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; when we weren't able to do it.  I think our bodies are just so exhausted from all of the training!  The last few Saturdays have been so rough.  It's hard to come home from a long run and try to get recovered plus still be a mom of 4. Not to mention, the sore, sore muscles and tired body.   I am so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt; for taking care of the kiddies while I am gone in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;But, only 4 more weeks and we will be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accomplishing&lt;/span&gt; a huge feat!&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to report that I have not had any toenails fall off in several months, and my knees have been pretty good, so I can't complain!  I have taken several Ibuprofen in the last few months, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unrelated&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;I had to post a pic of the lovely bruise left from the fall I had at the park in Utah.  I wish the pic did it justice.  It however, doesn't hurt as badly as it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdBGVwhzOI/AAAAAAAAEaA/gtkS3EnDhWA/s1600-h/IMG_1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdBGVwhzOI/AAAAAAAAEaA/gtkS3EnDhWA/s320/IMG_1240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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/1824219066158312919-8439414932525679509?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/8439414932525679509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=8439414932525679509' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8439414932525679509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8439414932525679509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/11/running-update.html' title='Running update'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvdBGKz5m4I/AAAAAAAAEZ4/iB3iwlEO6GY/s72-c/IMG_1236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-7968051054368323795</id><published>2009-11-05T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:51:09.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kanaraville</title><content type='html'>We made a little trip up to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kanaraville&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leavitt&lt;/span&gt; family for the weekend.  We were a little nervous when we arrived at midnight to find the basement flooded, but it didn't damper the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNxEG8l5LI/AAAAAAAAEZY/-xmRX4CPSK4/s1600-h/IMG_1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400784693545526450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNxEG8l5LI/AAAAAAAAEZY/-xmRX4CPSK4/s320/IMG_1112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday cupcakes for breakfast?  Yeah, there are no rules in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kanaraville&lt;/span&gt;.  It was Luke's 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; b-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNxDf_E6tI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/YLQy7i1C5UY/s1600-h/IMG_1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400784683086965458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNxDf_E6tI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/YLQy7i1C5UY/s320/IMG_1119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He got the new Toy Story Mania &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; game.  He and his cousin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kavin&lt;/span&gt; played the heck out of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNxCngXE3I/AAAAAAAAEZI/990tzrLXTYI/s1600-h/IMG_1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400784667925746546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNxCngXE3I/AAAAAAAAEZI/990tzrLXTYI/s320/IMG_1133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They all got to do quite a bit of 4 wheeling also.  Cole loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNxB--zWxI/AAAAAAAAEZA/sJn6FmbGXo4/s1600-h/IMG_1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400784657047575314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNxB--zWxI/AAAAAAAAEZA/sJn6FmbGXo4/s320/IMG_1136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNxBGySnsI/AAAAAAAAEY4/HFQN1RJdzrg/s1600-h/IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400784641962712770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNxBGySnsI/AAAAAAAAEY4/HFQN1RJdzrg/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The little park was so much fun!  They have way better stuff than any park in Vegas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNwvcv-QdI/AAAAAAAAEYw/6xLbSofEakY/s1600-h/IMG_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400784338620924370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNwvcv-QdI/AAAAAAAAEYw/6xLbSofEakY/s320/IMG_1163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that cute Emmy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNwuzSSkwI/AAAAAAAAEYo/PFzfXezILds/s1600-h/IMG_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400784327490573058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNwuzSSkwI/AAAAAAAAEYo/PFzfXezILds/s320/IMG_1167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cole has no fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNwuE8kWYI/AAAAAAAAEYg/U4Qq3Ge9wjs/s1600-h/IMG_1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400784315051432322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNwuE8kWYI/AAAAAAAAEYg/U4Qq3Ge9wjs/s320/IMG_1202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where it gets funny!  We had Luke take the camera while us big kids had some fun.  I was a little nervous about it.  I was off the ground right away, and instead of telling them to stop, I did this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNwtOXilfI/AAAAAAAAEYY/Wsk-C9wTiWM/s1600-h/IMG_1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400784300400612850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNwtOXilfI/AAAAAAAAEYY/Wsk-C9wTiWM/s320/IMG_1203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, yeah, flew right off!  My arm is really bruised and tore up, but I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; not to hurt a leg or foot.  We seriously couldn't stop laughing about it afterwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNwsdTBkrI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/9ftD3IXp730/s1600-h/IMG_1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400784287228334770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNwsdTBkrI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/9ftD3IXp730/s320/IMG_1217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kavin&lt;/span&gt; the dare devil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all had so much fun, we are going back up after church on Sunday.  It's kind of nice that the boys have the same days off and the kids are on track break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-7968051054368323795?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/7968051054368323795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=7968051054368323795' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7968051054368323795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7968051054368323795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/11/kanaraville.html' title='Kanaraville'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNxEG8l5LI/AAAAAAAAEZY/-xmRX4CPSK4/s72-c/IMG_1112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-5706906930265660440</id><published>2009-11-05T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:30:26.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A weeks worth of Halloween activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNsJJZ4uOI/AAAAAAAAEYI/dO2i3TJCb9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400779282546473186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNsJJZ4uOI/AAAAAAAAEYI/dO2i3TJCb9Y/s320/IMG_1052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First we attended the kids' school carnival.  Here they are at the cake walk.  Chloe won!  Too bad it was the last one, and it was a weird sweet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;potato&lt;/span&gt; pie.  They seemed to enjoy it anyways.  They all got to play a few games while supporting the school.  (costume #1 for Chloe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNsCpsMaDI/AAAAAAAAEYA/XZbq6zygC9w/s1600-h/IMG_1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400779170954111026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNsCpsMaDI/AAAAAAAAEYA/XZbq6zygC9w/s320/IMG_1054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My handsome little Yoda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNsB2FgF4I/AAAAAAAAEX4/ZtpwVQ4bbYs/s1600-h/IMG_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400779157101614978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNsB2FgF4I/AAAAAAAAEX4/ZtpwVQ4bbYs/s320/IMG_1060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coco and baby Chloe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Covington&lt;/span&gt;.  Aren't they so dang cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of us Moms in the ward had a little Halloween party for the kids.  Last minute we ended up at the church due to the cold, windy weather.  We got to do a few little crafts, and of course ate lots of goodies.  It was tons of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNsBYGr9XI/AAAAAAAAEXw/kN2jzpd2Vjc/s1600-h/IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400779149053523314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNsBYGr9XI/AAAAAAAAEXw/kN2jzpd2Vjc/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Loryn&lt;/span&gt; and Chloe.  (costume #2 for Chloe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the ward trunk or treat in the middle here, but I didn't take any pictures.  WORD! To Kim &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meeks&lt;/span&gt; for putting it all on!  It was the best trunk or treat we have ever been too.  So many ward members had some cute costumes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNsAyGKZuI/AAAAAAAAEXo/CzeYO8mQ_uY/s1600-h/IMG_1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400779138850776802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNsAyGKZuI/AAAAAAAAEXo/CzeYO8mQ_uY/s320/IMG_1075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's me and Yoda on Halloween night.  We went to my brother's neighborhood for just a bit.  We went to Utah afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNr_5KAFaI/AAAAAAAAEXg/vnNtZsCu4aQ/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400779123566056866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNr_5KAFaI/AAAAAAAAEXg/vnNtZsCu4aQ/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe, costume #3 Snow White, Riley the bad spirit cheerleader who is obviously having some bad spirit, Hayden the monkey with her momma Heather, Luke as Obi wan &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kanobi&lt;/span&gt;, and Cole as Yoda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all had a fun week and glad we got some use out of our costumes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-5706906930265660440?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/5706906930265660440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=5706906930265660440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5706906930265660440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5706906930265660440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/11/weeks-worth-of-halloween-activities.html' title='A weeks worth of Halloween activities'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SvNsJJZ4uOI/AAAAAAAAEYI/dO2i3TJCb9Y/s72-c/IMG_1052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1718089807914711764</id><published>2009-10-27T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:02:59.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love U2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday night we were able to go with a great group of friends to see Black Eyed Peas and U2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda, Brittany and I have all been big fans since high school, but have never been able to go see them all together. We started the night off at Guadalajara for dinner with a few other couples. I totally forgot I had my camera. It was a good and fast dinner. We were worried about getting to the concert in time with the 40, 000 other fans! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it in perfect time and it didn't start on time anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darren found a few guys from work who were actually working on the floor, so we went to visit them down there. We had to take a pic to prove we got down there. I can't believe people actually pay more to stand the whole time. Maybe it's just because I am so short!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397324413816182786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sucl9UcOmAI/AAAAAAAAEWk/HWLRO6CHlEw/s320/IMG_0938.JPG" /&gt;Amanda and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; snuck down there with us.  They kept getting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sweated&lt;/span&gt; by the stadium safety patrol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjX2Pn5gI/AAAAAAAAEWc/JD3H4w2Q40I/s1600-h/IMG_0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397321571031836162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjX2Pn5gI/AAAAAAAAEWc/JD3H4w2Q40I/s320/IMG_0933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjXlY3lqI/AAAAAAAAEWU/A5UXbK-cDZU/s1600-h/IMG_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397321566507210402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjXlY3lqI/AAAAAAAAEWU/A5UXbK-cDZU/s320/IMG_0937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My handsome man and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjPBw2t9I/AAAAAAAAEWM/QeDhtuZwW28/s1600-h/IMG_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397321419505186770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjPBw2t9I/AAAAAAAAEWM/QeDhtuZwW28/s320/IMG_0945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fergie&lt;/span&gt;. She is so awesome! We had a blast singing and dancing to the Black Eyed Peas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjO6-DKhI/AAAAAAAAEWE/BiOTu4Lt-PY/s1600-h/IMG_0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397321417681480210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjO6-DKhI/AAAAAAAAEWE/BiOTu4Lt-PY/s320/IMG_0948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjNEZ3xPI/AAAAAAAAEV8/T_2WpQXMS9I/s1600-h/IMG_0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397321385854354674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjNEZ3xPI/AAAAAAAAEV8/T_2WpQXMS9I/s320/IMG_0966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brittany, Amanda, Joella and me. We had a lot of fun trying to get a pic with all the drunk people busting in front of us. We took about 15 of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjMxgzY5I/AAAAAAAAEV0/xV6fZK3kqs8/s1600-h/IMG_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397321380783154066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjMxgzY5I/AAAAAAAAEV0/xV6fZK3kqs8/s320/IMG_0971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's my other man &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bono&lt;/span&gt; in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjMYo_UhI/AAAAAAAAEVs/PRe5shAz99s/s1600-h/IMG_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397321374106604050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SucjMYo_UhI/AAAAAAAAEVs/PRe5shAz99s/s320/IMG_0978.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought this was so cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U2 really is so awesome live!  It's crazy how long they have been together and touring and they just get better.  This one made it my 3rd time seeing them live in concert, well 4 if you count the 3D movie Darren took me to.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;  No matter what, the fans are still crazy, drunk, loud and pot smokers!  I can't believe how many times we could smell someone lighting up.  It made for some great people watching though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had such a fun night, and I am so glad Darren did too!&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/1824219066158312919-1718089807914711764?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/1718089807914711764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=1718089807914711764' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1718089807914711764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1718089807914711764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-u2.html' title='I love U2!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sucl9UcOmAI/AAAAAAAAEWk/HWLRO6CHlEw/s72-c/IMG_0938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-2638670932132765521</id><published>2009-10-27T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:21:44.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident prone boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I love this age so much, but also hate this age so much.  It seems like babies at 1-1 1/2 have heads that are much too heavy for their little bodies.  Especially my big headed babies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SuceFVD0CII/AAAAAAAAEVM/mJA3qRLRNp4/s1600-h/IMG_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SuceFVD0CII/AAAAAAAAEVM/mJA3qRLRNp4/s320/IMG_0911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This first one was a few weeks ago and it was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doozy&lt;/span&gt;.  It looks much better than at first.  It was an instant huge goose egg.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, he is really good about letting us ice it. &lt;br /&gt;Can you see how his eyes started to bruise too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SuceFZQOZvI/AAAAAAAAEVU/j3oElBLbNpE/s1600-h/IMG_0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SuceFZQOZvI/AAAAAAAAEVU/j3oElBLbNpE/s320/IMG_0916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that one healed, he did it again in almost the same spot!&lt;br /&gt;Poor kid!  He really didn't even fuss much with this one.  I'm sure you will be seeing some kind of bump or bruise on is head in every pic for the next few months!  He is one busy boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SuceFmnSSpI/AAAAAAAAEVc/Yagm9GlNS20/s1600-h/IMG_0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SuceFmnSSpI/AAAAAAAAEVc/Yagm9GlNS20/s320/IMG_0927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;He sure seems happy though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SuceF2JaRmI/AAAAAAAAEVk/Iu8hBatStOA/s1600-h/IMG_0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SuceF2JaRmI/AAAAAAAAEVk/Iu8hBatStOA/s320/IMG_0928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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/1824219066158312919-2638670932132765521?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/2638670932132765521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=2638670932132765521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2638670932132765521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2638670932132765521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/10/accident-prone-boy.html' title='Accident prone boy'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SuceFVD0CII/AAAAAAAAEVM/mJA3qRLRNp4/s72-c/IMG_0911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1896353206132371380</id><published>2009-10-08T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:58:24.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice cream truck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I had promised the kids a trip to 7-11, but Cole was in desperate need for a nap and Grandpa wasn't home to stay with him.    Then I heard the ice cream truck.  We haven't gotten anything from there since Luke was 2 probably.  It seemed to work out perfectly and the kids thought it was super cool.&lt;br /&gt;I tried hard to get a pic of all of us.  They are quite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Ss5uhpHDFvI/AAAAAAAAET8/G--DC24D2_8/s1600-h/IMG_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Ss5uhpHDFvI/AAAAAAAAET8/G--DC24D2_8/s320/IMG_0907.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Ss5uiQixJoI/AAAAAAAAEUE/6oG4MOrvccE/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Ss5uiQixJoI/AAAAAAAAEUE/6oG4MOrvccE/s320/IMG_0908.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Ss5uiw4ELGI/AAAAAAAAEUM/0OVXL3S2Nc0/s1600-h/IMG_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Ss5uiw4ELGI/AAAAAAAAEUM/0OVXL3S2Nc0/s320/IMG_0909.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Ss5ujnqEkTI/AAAAAAAAEUU/Ygti8AEWOnE/s1600-h/IMG_0910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Ss5ujnqEkTI/AAAAAAAAEUU/Ygti8AEWOnE/s320/IMG_0910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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/1824219066158312919-1896353206132371380?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/1896353206132371380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=1896353206132371380' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1896353206132371380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1896353206132371380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/10/ice-cream-truck.html' title='Ice cream truck'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Ss5uhpHDFvI/AAAAAAAAET8/G--DC24D2_8/s72-c/IMG_0907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-6180960311484281838</id><published>2009-10-06T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T09:23:40.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minnie Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I think it was called Disney Live, but Chloe insisted it was a Minnie concert.  She wanted to be a big girl like Riley and go to a concert with me all by herself.  We got super lucky and got to go with Amanda, Ella, Bentley, Michelle and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dax&lt;/span&gt; for free.  It was nice to have some one on one time with Chloe and get to hang out with Amanda and Michelle.  I was especially grateful I didn't have to chase Cole around the stadium!  The snacks were great too.  Chloe ate a whole bag of cotton candy on her own!  I know, I am a bad mom to let her, but it wasn't worth the fight!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Amanda, we had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SstvA_AGi8I/AAAAAAAAER8/X7aVpxsT0uk/s1600-h/IMG_0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SstvA_AGi8I/AAAAAAAAER8/X7aVpxsT0uk/s320/IMG_0845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Bentley, Ella and Chloe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SstvBSTFpOI/AAAAAAAAESE/CYtAuo-nmOo/s1600-h/IMG_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SstvBSTFpOI/AAAAAAAAESE/CYtAuo-nmOo/s320/IMG_0848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dax&lt;/span&gt;, Bentley, Chloe and Ella.  I was trying to get a group shot.  Near impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SstvCKAl_OI/AAAAAAAAESM/k6k6y-9uRV8/s1600-h/IMG_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SstvCKAl_OI/AAAAAAAAESM/k6k6y-9uRV8/s320/IMG_0849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The cute &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girlies&lt;/span&gt; with their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tigger&lt;/span&gt; hats that came with the cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SstvCkcFyiI/AAAAAAAAESU/cg1PACAPxHQ/s1600-h/IMG_0837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SstvCkcFyiI/AAAAAAAAESU/cg1PACAPxHQ/s320/IMG_0837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought this part of the show was very cool!&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/1824219066158312919-6180960311484281838?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/6180960311484281838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=6180960311484281838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/6180960311484281838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/6180960311484281838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/10/minnie-concert.html' title='Minnie Concert'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SstvA_AGi8I/AAAAAAAAER8/X7aVpxsT0uk/s72-c/IMG_0845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-2514145545772848369</id><published>2009-09-29T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:16:52.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle's baby shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SsIy72ED6_I/AAAAAAAAEQ0/X-RvRBkMLhE/s1600-h/IMG_0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SsIy72ED6_I/AAAAAAAAEQ0/X-RvRBkMLhE/s320/IMG_0825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I think the shower was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt;!  It was a lot of fun to get to hang out with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girlies&lt;/span&gt; also!  We did end up with lots of "pink" goodies leftover though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SsIy8R6vabI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/ofzcPLaiJr0/s1600-h/IMG_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SsIy8R6vabI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/ofzcPLaiJr0/s320/IMG_0828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Michelle opening a cute little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;.  I love how it looks like her mom is hiding her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SsIy8sUtigI/AAAAAAAAERE/lRYnkEi--7U/s1600-h/IMG_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SsIy8sUtigI/AAAAAAAAERE/lRYnkEi--7U/s320/IMG_0830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Missy, Michelle, Jodie and Amanda.  Jodie's due date is today, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Michelle's&lt;/span&gt; Nov. 11&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Don't they both look great?  I cannot wait to hold those cute little baby girls!&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/1824219066158312919-2514145545772848369?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/2514145545772848369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=2514145545772848369' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2514145545772848369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2514145545772848369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/09/michelles-baby-shower.html' title='Michelle&apos;s baby shower'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SsIy72ED6_I/AAAAAAAAEQ0/X-RvRBkMLhE/s72-c/IMG_0825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-647308026058732014</id><published>2009-09-25T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:19:12.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a bit about our week(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We've had a lot going on lately and I really haven't blogged much because I keep trying to find a positive way to do it. I have now realized that maybe I need to stop trying to sugar coat it and put it out there. Feel free to stop reading when you have had enough!&lt;br /&gt;-Riley's name had been flagged at the school for not being old enough to be in 1st grade. After some looking into, it is apparently against the law to have her be in 1st grade and not be 6 yet. They put her in half day kindergarten, which is quite different than all day 1st grade. We kept hearing how much they were gonna work to get it fixed and Ry where she needs to be. Well, that didn't happen and we have had to change schools so Ry can be in an all day program. They started Tuesday, and I just don't like it. I feel awful when I drop them off, we don't fit in there, and Ry is bringing home crap that she could do when she was 3. They switched her teacher last minute Tuesday morning, and I don't know her well yet, but I don't like her. I hope to meet with the principal on Monday to get things worked out. I just hate to have to keep switching my kids around. I have a new jaded perspective on the public school system. Luke of course, is a teacher's pet and he is doing well, and I do like his teacher.&lt;br /&gt;- I have just been so bummed about the whole school thing, it makes me bummed that we just don't have a house in an area I want to live in and the kids wouldn't have to be switched around to get a good education. I feel bad that we have come in and overtaken my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt; home. I hate that we only have one income that took a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pay cut&lt;/span&gt; and no pay raise, and that is costs so dang much to feed and clothe a family of 6. I make myself feel like crap about it all, and then I see the real homeless guy on the corner, and think, gosh I am blessed. But I then go right back to feeling bad for myself.&lt;br /&gt;-I just feel like there is too much to do and not enough time to do it in. My anxiety level has gone through the roof which has made my thyroid out of whack, making my hair and nails a mess again and putting 6 pounds on my body. This may not seem like a lot, but on me it is, and my whole self image right now is crap. I feel huge and uncomfortable. I can't work out the way I am used to because I have too many kids and not enough hours in the day, and not enough sleep. You'd think training for a marathon would be enough for my body, but evidently not.&lt;br /&gt;-I am thankful for Darren being the good husband he is and how hard he works outside and inside the home.&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma had a 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; stroke on Saturday, Darren and a friend went to the hospital to give her a blessing. She hadn't been able to speak clearly until afterwards, she said "thank you" clear as day they said. I am so proud to have a husband that is faithful to his priesthood powers&lt;br /&gt;-We got to have my niece Hayden over for a few hours last night. She is so dang cute and the kids just love her. It is sad to see Coco getting so big. He just kept trying to hug and kiss her. Luke is such a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mecham&lt;/span&gt; with his love of babies. Here he is pretending to be asleep with her. I love that he is so sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Srz6qWw6oRI/AAAAAAAAEQE/Kb83I1HPjxA/s1600-h/IMG_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Srz6qWw6oRI/AAAAAAAAEQE/Kb83I1HPjxA/s320/IMG_0820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;-Cole is becoming so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;independant&lt;/span&gt;. He likes to feed himself, shut doors by himself and just wants to be one of the big kids. I love watching him do these things and I am excited to have bigger kids, but at the same time it makes me sad to think that when he is bigger we won't have another baby to laugh at and teach to do silly things. Which just reminds me that I am just getting older. The creaks in my body as I get up in the morning and go downstairs remind me of this too. Maybe I am having a mid-life crisis? Is it too early for that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Srz6q5qaOAI/AAAAAAAAEQM/630e3Y_huqI/s1600-h/IMG_0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Srz6q5qaOAI/AAAAAAAAEQM/630e3Y_huqI/s320/IMG_0818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Some friends and myself are putting on a baby shower for our friend Michelle tonight. Here is one of the goodies I made for the big party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Srz6rJ6tpUI/AAAAAAAAEQU/ADHPVRUVx_I/s1600-h/IMG_0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Srz6rJ6tpUI/AAAAAAAAEQU/ADHPVRUVx_I/s320/IMG_0822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretty easy to make, not easy to find a way to store them up right so the chocolate can dry. I am so excited to see how everything turns out for the shower. I will post pics tomorrow of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was taken out of Riley's primary class and Darren and I were both called to be in the 7 year old class. It is a little trying when you have a 15 month old that won't sit still and it's nap time. So one of us has to walk the halls with him which takes away one teacher from 11 kids.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for nursery!&lt;br /&gt;-We have the primary program practice tomorrow and another baby shower to attend, along with a run I need to get in. I wish D didn't work on Saturday's so I didn't need to stress over getting a sitter practically all day so we can get everything done.&lt;br /&gt;-I can't wait for the program on Sunday. It is one of my favorite Sundays all year. Luke and Ry have their parts down and memorized. If anyone would like to come and see it, you are welcome to come! (It's at 1pm) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I was able to attend the temple last week by myself.  I just needed to be there.  It was so nice and I am so grateful that we have a temple so near that I can just jump in my car and be there in a few minutes.  I have never gone by myself, and it was actually quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;-I hope nobody gets the wrong idea out of this post. I just need to be real. I am very thankful for all I have, it's just hard to only feel thankful. I'm not always the put together person you see on the outside. I don't always get ready for the day and get all my chores done and dinner ready. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-647308026058732014?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/647308026058732014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=647308026058732014' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/647308026058732014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/647308026058732014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/09/bit-about-our-weeks.html' title='a bit about our week(s)'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Srz6qWw6oRI/AAAAAAAAEQE/Kb83I1HPjxA/s72-c/IMG_0820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-7119531339137550312</id><published>2009-09-20T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T10:20:28.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Yesterday we went to a party at the skating rink for Lacie's b-day.  My kids have never skated before, so we were very excited to go. &lt;br /&gt;I was under the impression other Mom's were skating so I paid for some skates, get em' on, and realize I am the only one skating!  It's OK, I had a blast.  My arms are sore from holding kids up from falling. &lt;br /&gt;Luke, my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; perfectionist child had a minor melt down for a bit because he couldn't skate just perfectly. He snapped out of it and finally got the hang of it towards the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrZkUjG4VHI/AAAAAAAAEPM/IgUikPRZx4c/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrZkUjG4VHI/AAAAAAAAEPM/IgUikPRZx4c/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Riley, Lacie and Jenna.  Cute girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrZkVSwX1QI/AAAAAAAAEPU/4JA7sG7sUQ0/s1600-h/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrZkVSwX1QI/AAAAAAAAEPU/4JA7sG7sUQ0/s320/IMG_0807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Me and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Roo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrZkVyEbaTI/AAAAAAAAEPc/A_ko5Uv18LU/s1600-h/IMG_0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrZkVyEbaTI/AAAAAAAAEPc/A_ko5Uv18LU/s320/IMG_0802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Morgan, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Loryn&lt;/span&gt;, Chloe and Lacie.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Loryn&lt;/span&gt; and Chloe did the best out of all the kids.  Not sure if it's because they are closer to the ground or because they aren't afraid of falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrZkWZqzd4I/AAAAAAAAEPk/oY-yNqGXIPE/s1600-h/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrZkWZqzd4I/AAAAAAAAEPk/oY-yNqGXIPE/s320/IMG_0814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Couldn't get any shots of Luke's face, so here's his skinny &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bootie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've decided we need to go back more often.  Luke also wants to get some skates, which his Dad has quickly said, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rollerblades&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for a fun party Lacie!!&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/1824219066158312919-7119531339137550312?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/7119531339137550312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=7119531339137550312' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7119531339137550312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7119531339137550312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/09/skating.html' title='Skating'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrZkUjG4VHI/AAAAAAAAEPM/IgUikPRZx4c/s72-c/IMG_0808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-439444300435437675</id><published>2009-09-16T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:13:39.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe's first day of pre school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We didn't think the day would ever arrive!  She has been so excited to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;She picked out a new High School Musical "pack pack" and got a new outfit for the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrEOrhZvMgI/AAAAAAAAEOI/tUXxvtURH60/s1600-h/IMG_0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrEOrhZvMgI/AAAAAAAAEOI/tUXxvtURH60/s320/IMG_0792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here she is running out to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrEOsZmqr-I/AAAAAAAAEOQ/xpYxeVpNjZQ/s1600-h/IMG_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrEOsZmqr-I/AAAAAAAAEOQ/xpYxeVpNjZQ/s320/IMG_0797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;When we got to class there were tons of parents just hanging around and lots of kids crying.  Chloe just went right in and posed for me.  It was funny to see the parents who didn't want to leave as the teacher politely told them to go.  I'm glad Chloe was so ready to be at school, it made it easy on me.&lt;br /&gt;When I came to pick her up several of the kids were crying again and Chloe didn't want to go home.  She was standing by her table showing me the playground out the window.  Mrs. Bridget said her husband is a police man just like her daddy, and Chloe says, "he's not a police man."  I asked her what he was then, she says, "Just a Daddy!" She is one silly girl, that is for sure.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't give us too many details about the day except for a silly song they sang where they shook their booties, and the snack they had.  She told Aunt Mindy that the bathroom was cool.&lt;br /&gt;She can't wait to go back tomorrow!&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/1824219066158312919-439444300435437675?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/439444300435437675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=439444300435437675' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/439444300435437675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/439444300435437675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/09/chloes-first-day-of-pre-school.html' title='Chloe&apos;s first day of pre school'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SrEOrhZvMgI/AAAAAAAAEOI/tUXxvtURH60/s72-c/IMG_0792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-8649697854656709678</id><published>2009-09-14T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:11:02.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole - 15 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I haven't done an age update on this little man since he turned one. He has changed so much in the last 3 months I must record it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sq8c_njia_I/AAAAAAAAENQ/COSwR6cFqp0/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sq8c_njia_I/AAAAAAAAENQ/COSwR6cFqp0/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;He has turned into quite the ham... especially when the camera comes out. He's the first to say "cheese".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sq8dADQFaJI/AAAAAAAAENY/kUeowswpsak/s1600-h/IMG_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sq8dADQFaJI/AAAAAAAAENY/kUeowswpsak/s320/IMG_0783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We threw the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bobbas&lt;/span&gt; away! He still is not fond of drinking milk in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cup. I have bought 3 different kinds in the last week. He is pretty stubborn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sq8dA5hW4XI/AAAAAAAAENg/f-wdlI7iPiw/s1600-h/IMG_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sq8dA5hW4XI/AAAAAAAAENg/f-wdlI7iPiw/s320/IMG_0790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;He seems pretty happy with himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sq8dBcKEhEI/AAAAAAAAENo/SRXobPq_MNQ/s1600-h/IMG_0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sq8dBcKEhEI/AAAAAAAAENo/SRXobPq_MNQ/s320/IMG_0791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;*He loves, loves, loves his dog. He calls him "Maxie" in the sweetest little voice along with the kissing noise. He calls for him all day long, he looks out the window for him and follows him around all day long.&lt;br /&gt;*He's pretty fond of his brother also.&lt;br /&gt;*He is talking up a storm.. when he wants to. He speaks very clear, just like Riley did as a baby. He says: hi, hello, bye, love you, thank you, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;maxie&lt;/span&gt;, mom, dad, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bobba&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;luke&lt;/span&gt;, hot dog, ball, nice, no, eat, more and does the sign for it.&lt;br /&gt;*He loves to dance in the car.&lt;br /&gt;*He is trying to be a lefty just like Riley. I will put something in his right hand and he switches it to his left. At least he will have someone in the house to help him learn how to write and cut.&lt;br /&gt;*He loves to play basket ball with his Dad. He steals a ball from one of the big guys and walks over to the hoop.&lt;br /&gt;*He makes the "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vroom"&lt;/span&gt; sound with his cars and with the girls' doll strollers. He pushes a basketball, or his cup around in the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;* He doesn't sit still for more than 30 seconds, making church oh so fun.&lt;br /&gt;*He still requires lots and lots of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;* He's been such a joy to have. I love watching him grow up and learn new things, but it makes me sad to see my "baby" so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;independant&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-8649697854656709678?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/8649697854656709678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=8649697854656709678' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8649697854656709678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8649697854656709678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/09/cole-15-months.html' title='Cole - 15 months'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sq8c_njia_I/AAAAAAAAENQ/COSwR6cFqp0/s72-c/IMG_0779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-7914433221581737140</id><published>2009-09-08T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:51:12.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our first family camping trip</title><content type='html'>&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Many of you know me well enough to know that this is just crazy of me to do... but, I guess it was just time to finally give in and take the whole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; camping! We left Saturday afternoon as soon as D got off of work. The kids were so excited and Ry wouldn't shut her mouth the whole way there, or the whole way back! Since we are rookies at this, we borrowed a tent and gathered up all the sleeping bags and chairs we could find.&lt;br /&gt;I packed us up Saturday morning after my 8 mile run, which was a great one I might add. (I did it in 1 hour 16 min!) Which was not a good idea. I didn't recover properly so I did forget a few things. We have learned for next time I guess. My kids pants from last season we all so short too! They didn't seem to mind much though!&lt;br /&gt;We got to the site at about 8pm, it was pretty cold and dark. We just sat around the fire for a bit and then headed to bed. It was a long night, not full of sleep. Luke and Ry's air mattress went flat. The dog wouldn't relax. Chloe slept with me, need I say more. Cole did pretty well in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pak&lt;/span&gt; n play, till Ry would cry and wake him up, and poor Darren ended up without a mattress. Both nights were pretty much the same. It was nice to be without the chaos of home and get to just hang out and play outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:3488/c3d59ac3b1279d47cf2983c8146d51d5/image/740170d0a5ba5250.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the most physical labor I have ever seen her do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SqaiDPhfW8I/AAAAAAAAEMQ/7WhE87Yv9xU/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379164981530942402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SqaiDPhfW8I/AAAAAAAAEMQ/7WhE87Yv9xU/s320/IMG_0707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:3488/c3d59ac3b1279d47cf2983c8146d51d5/image/26071bc90ae2d72a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I thought this was too cute of Luke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SqaiCX5BHdI/AAAAAAAAEMI/aKuhbhMe13E/s1600-h/IMG_0725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379164966597238226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SqaiCX5BHdI/AAAAAAAAEMI/aKuhbhMe13E/s320/IMG_0725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:3488/c3d59ac3b1279d47cf2983c8146d51d5/image/124b12147c2a07a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The boy ate rocks all weekend! I think maybe he has PICA&lt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SqaiB2_NTnI/AAAAAAAAEMA/5wHIUb0bDSk/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379164957764832882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SqaiB2_NTnI/AAAAAAAAEMA/5wHIUb0bDSk/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SqaiBDucoZI/AAAAAAAAEL4/9d_NP81nCwA/s1600-h/IMG_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379164944004325778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SqaiBDucoZI/AAAAAAAAEL4/9d_NP81nCwA/s320/IMG_0743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is how we bathed. Yes even the adults did. It was very refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, we had a nice time! It is just exhausting to camp with so many little ones! I think it will be easier as they get older and get the hang of it all. It would also be nice to just have a camper! :)&lt;br /&gt;We have done tons and tons of laundry and still have lots to do. &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/1824219066158312919-7914433221581737140?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/7914433221581737140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=7914433221581737140' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7914433221581737140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7914433221581737140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-first-family-camping-trip.html' title='our first family camping trip'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SqaiDPhfW8I/AAAAAAAAEMQ/7WhE87Yv9xU/s72-c/IMG_0707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1915726096694802676</id><published>2009-09-02T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T10:41:32.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We survived the first week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;It's going to take some adjusting, but I think we all did a great job with the first week of school!  Saturday and Sunday we were all dragging from exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;Riley did better than I could have imagined in 1st grade!  I am so glad I can talk to Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Swinn&lt;/span&gt; every night to check up on how she did.  There are a few things you can tell Ry is a little behind on, just from not ever going to Kinder, but once you teach her she gets it right away.  She isn't used to so much homework either,  I have to keep right on her, plus take care of the other 3 kids and prepare dinner.  It's wearing on my patience a little.  I know she will be fine once we get the hang of it all. &lt;br /&gt;I was so proud of her first spelling test though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sp6uR3v6paI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/66tWNuRsxEk/s1600-h/IMG_0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sp6uR3v6paI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/66tWNuRsxEk/s320/IMG_0689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was a little worried about Luke and his class.  He didn't really bring much work home or say they did much in class.  This could just be part of being a little boy I realize.  Thankfully, this week he has brought much more home and he has a regular homework packet with spelling words and all.  I know he will do well.  He is such a hard worker and so intelligent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sp6uSYfucII/AAAAAAAAEJY/6ZUhjePlgQo/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sp6uSYfucII/AAAAAAAAEJY/6ZUhjePlgQo/s320/IMG_0687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We got word that Chloe got into the rec center &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school!  We were all jumping for joy!  We went to the preschool paper signing party and got to meet her new teacher, Mrs. Bridget and some new friends she will have in class.  She can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hardly&lt;/span&gt; wait for Sept. 15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to come!  Luke and Ry liked going to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre-&lt;/span&gt;school, but never before cried to go like Chloe has.  It has been so much fun getting to spend one on one time with her and Coco.  They are my little buddies!&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/1824219066158312919-1915726096694802676?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/1915726096694802676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=1915726096694802676' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1915726096694802676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1915726096694802676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-survived-first-week.html' title='We survived the first week!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sp6uR3v6paI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/66tWNuRsxEk/s72-c/IMG_0689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-4732871812590652606</id><published>2009-08-27T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:46:08.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of school party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;To celebrate the 1st day of school Grandma took us to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leatherby's&lt;/span&gt;.  Or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Weatherby's&lt;/span&gt; as Riley called it.&lt;br /&gt;My kids sure take after me when it comes to ice cream, they can't get enough!&lt;br /&gt;It was yummy, and we sure had a nice time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpdS9uXW1gI/AAAAAAAAEIY/XbF-s0_b85s/s1600-h/IMG_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpdS9uXW1gI/AAAAAAAAEIY/XbF-s0_b85s/s320/IMG_0673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is how she poses all the time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpdS-Z7xaLI/AAAAAAAAEIg/oNVFqOaXQwc/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpdS-Z7xaLI/AAAAAAAAEIg/oNVFqOaXQwc/s320/IMG_0674.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpdS-97RXBI/AAAAAAAAEIo/Q3cN4mqE8-I/s1600-h/IMG_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpdS-97RXBI/AAAAAAAAEIo/Q3cN4mqE8-I/s320/IMG_0677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Cole with his new buzz cut.  Isn't he so dang cute like his big brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpdS_hDJ93I/AAAAAAAAEIw/ID6fwJjjUes/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpdS_hDJ93I/AAAAAAAAEIw/ID6fwJjjUes/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Gotta get every last drop.&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/1824219066158312919-4732871812590652606?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/4732871812590652606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=4732871812590652606' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4732871812590652606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4732871812590652606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/08/1st-day-of-school-party.html' title='1st day of school party'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpdS9uXW1gI/AAAAAAAAEIY/XbF-s0_b85s/s72-c/IMG_0673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-5566094542338919004</id><published>2009-08-24T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:33:09.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;The long awaited day is finally here!!  I think I may have been more excited than Luke and Riley have been.&lt;br /&gt;The first day is always nice because I don't have to fight them out of bed, and they always get ready quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, my kids have started at a new school.  Neither one of them seem to mind that they don't know anyone.  Oh, to be young and be able to make friends like that again!  We are very excited about the new school and new year, it's going to be a great one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLOzdN2PpI/AAAAAAAAEHc/e_rHzGx8dAY/s1600-h/IMG_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLOzdN2PpI/AAAAAAAAEHc/e_rHzGx8dAY/s320/IMG_0663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Chloe wasn't about to let them have a picture without them.  She thought she was going to preschool today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLOz3QgYAI/AAAAAAAAEHk/Appj0mv2yuI/s1600-h/IMG_0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLOz3QgYAI/AAAAAAAAEHk/Appj0mv2yuI/s320/IMG_0666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Riley-1st grade   Luke-2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we decided to have Ry tested, and with the teachers and principal, we decided to let her skip Kinder and enter 1st grade with Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Swinn&lt;/span&gt;. (my good friend Amanda)&lt;br /&gt;Her classroom is so cool and I know Ry is going to have a great time.  Plus, I will be able to get daily updates from Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Swinn&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLO0W7H-8I/AAAAAAAAEHs/h_0O70yUFBQ/s1600-h/IMG_0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLO0W7H-8I/AAAAAAAAEHs/h_0O70yUFBQ/s320/IMG_0667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; asked for a more beautiful teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLO0jpdapI/AAAAAAAAEH0/XgurynTRUEI/s1600-h/IMG_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLO0jpdapI/AAAAAAAAEH0/XgurynTRUEI/s320/IMG_0668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here is Luke walking into the school with his class.  He is at the age where he is too embarrassed to show any affection, or take a picture.  His teacher is also great, and his class is pretty small.  I know he will do great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking back to the car, Chloe asked where Luke and Ry were.  I guess she forgot what we were there for!  She is loving being by herself right now though.  (Cole is napping.)  I am so happy to be back to a routine and schedule!!&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/1824219066158312919-5566094542338919004?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/5566094542338919004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=5566094542338919004' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5566094542338919004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/5566094542338919004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of School'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLOzdN2PpI/AAAAAAAAEHc/e_rHzGx8dAY/s72-c/IMG_0663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1494574877849642354</id><published>2009-08-24T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:17:17.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playin' with sissy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Cole just loves it when the kids are in their towels.  This is how Riley warms up after her shower and Cole thought it was the perfect opportunity to pounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLLFmW37GI/AAAAAAAAEG8/PicY15z52yA/s1600-h/IMG_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLLFmW37GI/AAAAAAAAEG8/PicY15z52yA/s320/IMG_0661.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/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLLGPycWhI/AAAAAAAAEHE/wJlHPnl67Ew/s1600-h/IMG_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLLGPycWhI/AAAAAAAAEHE/wJlHPnl67Ew/s320/IMG_0653.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLLGozZD0I/AAAAAAAAEHM/8hvztY_zKz0/s1600-h/IMG_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLLGozZD0I/AAAAAAAAEHM/8hvztY_zKz0/s320/IMG_0657.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLLGyN6sNI/AAAAAAAAEHU/7rfvMh-P9GA/s1600-h/IMG_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLLGyN6sNI/AAAAAAAAEHU/7rfvMh-P9GA/s320/IMG_0650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;He is also getting to be quite the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheeser&lt;/span&gt; when the camera comes out. &lt;br /&gt;It's funny to see his little personality come out.  The older they all get, the more I can see similarities between the 4 of them.  Cole and Riley have the same lips and I can tell he is going to talk like she does.  He has picked up so many words lately and they are spoken very clearly.&lt;br /&gt;Riley has also been such a big helper to this little guy!&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/1824219066158312919-1494574877849642354?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/1494574877849642354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=1494574877849642354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1494574877849642354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1494574877849642354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/08/playin-with-sissy.html' title='Playin&apos; with sissy'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLLFmW37GI/AAAAAAAAEG8/PicY15z52yA/s72-c/IMG_0661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-2977787835817250639</id><published>2009-08-24T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:07:36.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New haircuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLI0a8TzXI/AAAAAAAAEGc/6E5Td8Jw7rc/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLI0a8TzXI/AAAAAAAAEGc/6E5Td8Jw7rc/s320/IMG_0632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It had been quite a while since these cute girls had a haircut.  I was so glad when Brittney offered to do them the other day.  Ry decided to cut a few inches off and cut bangs.  Chloe decided to go short.  I was so excited she did.  I think they both look beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLI0pcp6JI/AAAAAAAAEGk/ttGhC0Jwd_4/s1600-h/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLI0pcp6JI/AAAAAAAAEGk/ttGhC0Jwd_4/s320/IMG_0634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is Chloe's new pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLI1Z_1XvI/AAAAAAAAEGs/AQWcmOeF44k/s1600-h/IMG_0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLI1Z_1XvI/AAAAAAAAEGs/AQWcmOeF44k/s320/IMG_0635.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/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLI1gKiVQI/AAAAAAAAEG0/ipHSRu7lNjg/s1600-h/IMG_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLI1gKiVQI/AAAAAAAAEG0/ipHSRu7lNjg/s320/IMG_0637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I just love all the little bruises on her legs.  She is a tough girl.&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/1824219066158312919-2977787835817250639?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/2977787835817250639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=2977787835817250639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2977787835817250639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2977787835817250639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-haircuts.html' title='New haircuts'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SpLI0a8TzXI/AAAAAAAAEGc/6E5Td8Jw7rc/s72-c/IMG_0632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3623464480009243323</id><published>2009-08-21T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T10:01:21.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with this picture?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/So7S3wI_oKI/AAAAAAAAEF8/G_nDCdeI-pc/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/So7S3wI_oKI/AAAAAAAAEF8/G_nDCdeI-pc/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I found when I did my nightly check on the girls before I headed to bed.  I'm not sure if Riley is on Chloe's bed because of the dog, or because she was taking care of Chloe. &lt;br /&gt;After we had our late dinner, Riley comes in and says I am taking care of Chloe tonight, so you guys don't have to.  I was thinking, YES!  It had been a long day.  After they were jumping on their bed though, I figured, yeah right, not gonna happen!  But they settled down quickly and fell asleep. &lt;br /&gt;I just love little moments like this.  Not having a sister makes me appreciate it so much more.  I do have great friends, whom I consider sisters, but obviously never had little moments like this.  I love these little girls, oh, I mean princesses, so much!  They run me and my patience ragged, but I wouldn't trade em' for anything!&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/1824219066158312919-3623464480009243323?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3623464480009243323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3623464480009243323' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3623464480009243323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3623464480009243323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-is-wrong-with-this-picture.html' title='What is wrong with this picture?'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/So7S3wI_oKI/AAAAAAAAEF8/G_nDCdeI-pc/s72-c/IMG_0630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-2708191013000175901</id><published>2009-08-18T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:49:29.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Since it is the last week of summer vacation, we are trying to have as much fun as possible!  Cole took a nap for us while we swam for most of the time.  It was nice not to have to wrestle him the whole time.  Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chelle&lt;/span&gt; and Addie came over to play with us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SorpoxLbneI/AAAAAAAAEEo/bmMU2fvjhp0/s1600-h/IMG_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SorpoxLbneI/AAAAAAAAEEo/bmMU2fvjhp0/s320/IMG_0600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The kids went through the pics with me and picked which ones made it on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SorppdJHqII/AAAAAAAAEEw/dyQOkXrE2xA/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 374px" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SorppdJHqII/AAAAAAAAEEw/dyQOkXrE2xA/s320/IMG_0606.JPG" width="355" height="337" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Luke swears that D has a six pack in this one.  I just love how silly he is at the pool. Well, he is this silly every where we go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SorppvFrLDI/AAAAAAAAEE4/TjPidBJEvXo/s1600-h/IMG_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SorppvFrLDI/AAAAAAAAEE4/TjPidBJEvXo/s320/IMG_0626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The water gun weighs more than Luke does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sorpp2VXOKI/AAAAAAAAEFA/O9BzKcfraog/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sorpp2VXOKI/AAAAAAAAEFA/O9BzKcfraog/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I took like 10 pics of this girl, and this is the one she likes.  I don't know why she insists on wearing the life vest.  The girl is a great swimmer!  I think she is just lazy and likes that she doesn't get tired when it's on.  I also think, it will get lost before we swim again.&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/1824219066158312919-2708191013000175901?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/2708191013000175901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=2708191013000175901' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2708191013000175901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2708191013000175901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/08/swim-day.html' title='Swim day'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SorpoxLbneI/AAAAAAAAEEo/bmMU2fvjhp0/s72-c/IMG_0600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-7138509577153166402</id><published>2009-08-16T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:33:49.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Week</title><content type='html'>I guess I didn't do too well with the blogging this last week. &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that my camera has been dead and the charger is one of the few things that are missing.  I finally got to charge it at my Dad's yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;So enjoy a couple pics from my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SojkwQW_UkI/AAAAAAAAEB0/V42HPUJB3KI/s1600-h/cole+marker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370794073315562050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SojkwQW_UkI/AAAAAAAAEB0/V42HPUJB3KI/s320/cole+marker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, it is  blue marker, and yes he did eat it.  And, I know you're thinking it, he did have a pretty blueish, green diaper the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sojkv8IyUnI/AAAAAAAAEBs/iDmngFV1YZs/s1600-h/cole+and+marker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370794067887280754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sojkv8IyUnI/AAAAAAAAEBs/iDmngFV1YZs/s320/cole+and+marker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life with a 1 year old and a 3 year old is just funny some times.  I have no control most days, it seems.  You can tell I am seasoned, I just laughed when I saw him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sojkvi7H0BI/AAAAAAAAEBk/jmUgckzah_0/s1600-h/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370794061119082514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sojkvi7H0BI/AAAAAAAAEBk/jmUgckzah_0/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just thought this one was too cute to leave out.  He has been wearing Luke's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unders&lt;/span&gt; to bed at night.  Over the diaper, of course.  He is just so proud of himself.  That little smirk of his is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; Luke.  It's almost like a time machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what went on in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mecham&lt;/span&gt; house this last week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;:  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kobie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kavin&lt;/span&gt; hung out with us for the day.  Darren took most of the kids to play b-ball, but returned home shortly after.  They didn't have enough guys to play.  Ry and I went to the gym with Amanda and kids.  We were booted out shortly after arriving.  Bentley got a little bit of his messy diaper on his shirt, and this is not allowed!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;  We ended up going to Costco.  It was more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;:  We were lazy in the morning, kids watched Witch Mountain while we watched 17 Again.  It was really cute.  Chloe had a well check, no shots!  She is one tall girl, 90&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went swimming at Uncle Kim's.  Took &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kavin&lt;/span&gt; home with us to sleep over.  Took Chloe to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nama's&lt;/span&gt; house for sleep over.  Took big kids to see Harry Potter.  We all loved it.  What a long day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;:  Kids played in the house most of the day, while I worked out and got house work done.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kavin&lt;/span&gt; left mid afternoon.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nama&lt;/span&gt; brought Chloe home, who was exhausted.  We got in the car to head over to visit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; great.  I couldn't even make it to the freeway without pulling into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MCD's&lt;/span&gt; for a rest stop.  My stomach had not been happy most of the day.  Chloe threw a huge temper tantrum so we went home where she crashed.  Made a nice healthy dinner and planned on mtg. the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; for dessert at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BJ's&lt;/span&gt;.  Chloe once again prevented that from happening.  My stomach continued to be crazy.  Had awful pain that was worse than any of my labors.  Darren gave me a blessing and got me acid reducer, but nothing helped.  My hands and feet cramped up and I was ghost white and all sweaty.  We ended up in the ER for the night.  Some morphine and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zofran&lt;/span&gt; helped.  Not sure what it was, they think gallbladder or a tear in my stomach lining.  Will need to go for more tests!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;:  Didn't get home from ER till 4:30 am.  Cole got up for a diaper at 5, and then went back to bed till 10:30.  The other kids also slept in late.  How nice of them!!  I was just wiped!  We laid around all day.  Took a nap in the afternoon.  Had some soup and corn bread from Marie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Callander's&lt;/span&gt; for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;:  One on those days, where there just isn't enough hours in the day.  Got my workout in and did some more house work.  Kids played, did some school work, and watched movies.  When Darren got home we headed for the Melton's where the kids stayed with a sitter.  We met the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Swinn's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kundanani's&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maggiano's&lt;/span&gt; for dinner.  They are having a special and we all love going there!  Walked on the strip for bit afterward.  It was a great evening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;: Got on computer bright and early to register Chloe for the rec center pre-k.  Withing 30 seconds all 17 spots were filled and we were 6th on the waiting list.  I was so bummed, so was Chloe.  I had to do my run on the treadmill.  Could only do 6 of the 8 miles because Chloe had to be in the room with me and we  had to watch Handy Manny.  It doesn't matter how early I get up to run, the kids always wake up and want to be right there with me.  Once we got house work done and naps taken we went to visit my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;great's&lt;/span&gt; house.  Cole is a terror over there and broke a nick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nack&lt;/span&gt; and tried to break many more!  Darren met up with us when he got off work.  It was nice to see our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; from Wisconsin we don't get to see often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;:  Late to church as always.  Had a nice sharing time and good lesson in primary.  Riley actually sang in sharing time!  Cole and Darren wandered the halls for 2 hrs.  Made BLT's for dinner and chocolate oatmeal cookies for dessert.  I ate way too many!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we are thinking about doing joy school for Chloe once or twice a week.  If anyone is commited to doing it with us, let me know.  I don't know what to do with her.  It is so tough not living near everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-7138509577153166402?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/7138509577153166402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=7138509577153166402' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7138509577153166402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7138509577153166402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/08/week.html' title='The Week'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SojkwQW_UkI/AAAAAAAAEB0/V42HPUJB3KI/s72-c/cole+marker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-8363488799873892870</id><published>2009-08-09T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:43:41.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to redeem myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I have been absent from the blogging world. I have gotten to check some out here and there, but just haven't been feeling it/ had time/ still don't have our computer up and running. But, I've decided to get back to it. I need to journal for my posterity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn--959xwPI/AAAAAAAAEBE/ueDN9CDNDi8/s1600-h/IMG_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn--959xwPI/AAAAAAAAEBE/ueDN9CDNDi8/s320/IMG_0575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Last Sunday as we are getting ready for church, Luke tells Riley, "you look like that lady, you know, sen. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt; Cain's president partner." Ha, ha. So, we posed her with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gma's&lt;/span&gt; glasses. What a cute little Sarah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn---SDGZvI/AAAAAAAAEBM/FZ9Ce2psC7s/s1600-h/IMG_0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn---SDGZvI/AAAAAAAAEBM/FZ9Ce2psC7s/s320/IMG_0572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;K, I almost didn't post this, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; a pic of a toilet is just wrong to me, but it is so Chloe!&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know about that child some days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn---YcgZDI/AAAAAAAAEBU/RAiBRC5574M/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn---YcgZDI/AAAAAAAAEBU/RAiBRC5574M/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; Hayden Jade Lapp was born a week and half ago, and we just love her to pieces!! She is so dang precious and my kids just love holding her. Her mom and dad wish she would sleep a little more at night, and a little less during the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn---pOiWMI/AAAAAAAAEBc/dRyiSs5QRO4/s1600-h/IMG_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn---pOiWMI/AAAAAAAAEBc/dRyiSs5QRO4/s320/IMG_0580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few nights ago we met the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mohlman's&lt;/span&gt; at Town Square to play at the park and have some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yogurtland&lt;/span&gt;! It was the most perfect night, the weather was great! Chloe and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Loryn&lt;/span&gt; were feeding &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;. They are too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other happenings:&lt;br /&gt;-Ry was tested at the school to see if she will skip Kinder. We are still awaiting word, and I am still not 100 percent sure what to do with her.&lt;br /&gt;-Ry also loves to play on the phone and phoned 911 without us knowing. A nice officer showed up at our door within 2 minutes. How embarrassing! Let's just say, she will never be doing that again!&lt;br /&gt;-Our plans for the half marathon in Sept. fell apart, so I have decided to keep on and train for the full marathon in December! Yeah, that means 26.2 miles!! I know, I am crazy, but I am only getting older and why waste all the training I have already done?&lt;br /&gt;I am on day 7 of P90X also. Fun, fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-I hate when you move and random things get lost.  Need to make a point of really searching for them this week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Luke is adjusting to being home.  He doesn't have much patience for his sisters.  He is such a boy now and just wants to play video games or watch TV.  He is still such a good boy though! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Chloe, is well, crazy!  She has earned the new nickname REPEAT.  She copies most of Riley's actions and words.  Then to top it off, she surprises me with her own craziness!  She is such a funny little thing though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Coco is just getting so big!  Especially now that Hayden is here.  It makes me sad, but then happy that soon we will get to travel without strollers and diapers and all that jazz.  He has learned to say "more" and will do the sign for it also, but only if it is something sweet!  Little turd!  If you ask him for a kiss, he bows his big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' head at you to kiss.  He doesn't kiss on the lips!  Since he was just tiny, the girls have always kissed his head before bed time and every nap.  He thinks that is how you kiss!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Darren has been working hard, as usual.  No OT, but it has been nice to spend time with him. He came home Saturday with a scab/ bump on his forehead.  The girls were very concerned, especially when he said he got shot there.  It was during training and with a paintball gun.  ha ha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-8363488799873892870?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/8363488799873892870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=8363488799873892870' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8363488799873892870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8363488799873892870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/08/trying-to-redeem-myself.html' title='Trying to redeem myself'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn--959xwPI/AAAAAAAAEBE/ueDN9CDNDi8/s72-c/IMG_0575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-7764318532359471671</id><published>2009-08-09T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:08:12.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escalante</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We survived, just barely!  No, it was a great trip.  But ask me if I will go by myself with all 4 kids again, NO!  It would have been OK if Cole hadn't gotten sick.  Poor baby.  It's the only time he has ever stayed up all night. &lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I had Cherise with me!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get any pictures of the first day there, and I honestly don't even remember what we did that day!  It's a lot of work up there for Moms, that is for dang sure!  It is so worth it when you see your kids having such a blast with all of their cousins though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-5SRaiYfI/AAAAAAAAEAk/IfpJ6benp_A/s1600-h/IMG_0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-5SRaiYfI/AAAAAAAAEAk/IfpJ6benp_A/s320/IMG_0452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here is some of the cousins at the parade on Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to map out a 10 mile run for me that day, but how funny, that the towns not big enough without going on the highway which doesn't have a bike lane!  Then Cole got sick, so I skipped the whole thing anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-5Ski55oI/AAAAAAAAEAs/kOnR9h-YOk0/s1600-h/IMG_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-5Ski55oI/AAAAAAAAEAs/kOnR9h-YOk0/s320/IMG_0457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Rachel and my girls.  Aren't they all just so beautiful?  My girls idolize &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rach&lt;/span&gt;.  She is so good to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-5S9bLlhI/AAAAAAAAEA0/BhlsvZMznEQ/s1600-h/IMG_0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-5S9bLlhI/AAAAAAAAEA0/BhlsvZMznEQ/s320/IMG_0472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Smokey!  Notice how wet the kids are from the fire trucks.  You haven't seen a parade till you've been to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Escalante&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-5TNulrYI/AAAAAAAAEA8/BjYC8LuZh90/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-5TNulrYI/AAAAAAAAEA8/BjYC8LuZh90/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ceez&lt;/span&gt; and the forest ranger.  It's a little family joke and I had to add it!!&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, the kids got to play at the carnival, run in a foot race and finished the night off with an awesome fireworks show!  Darren pulled into town right before the fireworks, and boy was I glad to see him!&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/1824219066158312919-7764318532359471671?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/7764318532359471671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=7764318532359471671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7764318532359471671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7764318532359471671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/08/escalante.html' title='Escalante'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-5SRaiYfI/AAAAAAAAEAk/IfpJ6benp_A/s72-c/IMG_0452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-146552911305754034</id><published>2009-08-09T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:55:08.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just hangin' out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-2OQ2KqPI/AAAAAAAAEAE/Kyb4G3BoZiw/s1600-h/IMG_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-2OQ2KqPI/AAAAAAAAEAE/Kyb4G3BoZiw/s320/IMG_0557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;You always have to take pictures on grandma and grandpa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;great's&lt;/span&gt; tire swing.  This is where kids are their happiest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-2OnQjADI/AAAAAAAAEAM/UN07bh2AKXM/s1600-h/IMG_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-2OnQjADI/AAAAAAAAEAM/UN07bh2AKXM/s320/IMG_0490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I think he looks so dang cute with his green shirt with all the green in the back ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-2O08cdmI/AAAAAAAAEAU/NAOHKu3KMhg/s1600-h/IMG_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-2O08cdmI/AAAAAAAAEAU/NAOHKu3KMhg/s320/IMG_0494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is the notorious garden!  I have heard stories and stories about the garden from Luke.  I'm sure he has some kind of gardening in his future.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt; says he is the best weed puller in town!  He even likes to eat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;zucchini&lt;/span&gt; from the garden!&lt;br /&gt;Cole of course had to join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-2O9lQkCI/AAAAAAAAEAc/kWuVOqmAcg8/s1600-h/IMG_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-2O9lQkCI/AAAAAAAAEAc/kWuVOqmAcg8/s320/IMG_0496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It is a sad day for me when I include the dog in a blog post!  I hate to say that he has become a member of the family, and I kinda like the thing.  He came up with Darren on Saturday and was so glad to see his boy!  I was so sad when I showed up early to see Luke and the first thing he asked is where is Max.  He was shedding like crazy, so this is how we helped him get rid of some of the hair.  It was pretty funny!&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/1824219066158312919-146552911305754034?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/146552911305754034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=146552911305754034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/146552911305754034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/146552911305754034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-hangin-out.html' title='Just hangin&apos; out'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-2OQ2KqPI/AAAAAAAAEAE/Kyb4G3BoZiw/s72-c/IMG_0557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3129458786799397235</id><published>2009-08-09T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:41:30.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calf Creek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We just love hiking through Calf Creek when we visit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Escalante&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We waited for the rain to clear up to go, and once we got there, we were afraid it might start again. We got lucky and it was just beautiful out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-yyM-2GjI/AAAAAAAAD_k/PozzwtTL6GU/s1600-h/IMG_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-yyM-2GjI/AAAAAAAAD_k/PozzwtTL6GU/s320/IMG_0526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The last time Chloe was here, she was a baby and was carried the whole way, so I wasn't sure how she would do. That girl was such a trooper! She was willing to try anything. My favorite though, was when she was holding Darren's hand walking, saying "carefully, carefully", in her cute little Chloe accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-yyehfeaI/AAAAAAAAD_s/bwcCNsA0MNo/s1600-h/IMG_0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-yyehfeaI/AAAAAAAAD_s/bwcCNsA0MNo/s320/IMG_0539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kolton&lt;/span&gt; starting carving his name into the moss, so D had to join in. The kids saw D&amp;amp;M and said, "Oh, MOM and DAD."&lt;br /&gt;That worked out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-yyuGZkhI/AAAAAAAAD_0/Gc5zhkf60SY/s1600-h/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-yyuGZkhI/AAAAAAAAD_0/Gc5zhkf60SY/s320/IMG_0512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I am so glad I was the camera holder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-yywiGCmI/AAAAAAAAD_8/z3xCBjoElEM/s1600-h/IMG_0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-yywiGCmI/AAAAAAAAD_8/z3xCBjoElEM/s320/IMG_0543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I love that our kids are getting older and these little outings get easier and easier. It also helped that Cole stayed at the house with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mecham&lt;/span&gt;. But, we were able to get all cleaned up and dried and stopped for a frozen yogurt at the gas station on the way home. So fun! &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-3129458786799397235?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3129458786799397235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3129458786799397235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3129458786799397235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3129458786799397235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/08/calf-creek.html' title='Calf Creek'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sn-yyM-2GjI/AAAAAAAAD_k/PozzwtTL6GU/s72-c/IMG_0526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-853214427069086562</id><published>2009-07-22T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:04:36.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;On our way home today everyone had hit a wall.  Cherise was following with  her boys, and they were restless too.&lt;br /&gt;We made a stop in Baker for some treats and to stretch a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf9cCBztKI/AAAAAAAAD_M/Il8eDpZVWhs/s1600-h/IMG_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf9cCBztKI/AAAAAAAAD_M/Il8eDpZVWhs/s320/IMG_0432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Although, we hate suckers, and their mess, we let them get em so they would be quiet for longer.&lt;br /&gt;Cole was quite proud of his!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf9cX6PhfI/AAAAAAAAD_U/aWLEmXgaeik/s1600-h/IMG_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf9cX6PhfI/AAAAAAAAD_U/aWLEmXgaeik/s320/IMG_0439.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf9c_ryr0I/AAAAAAAAD_c/qidaInqehvM/s1600-h/IMG_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf9c_ryr0I/AAAAAAAAD_c/qidaInqehvM/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Darren with his cool glasses.  His sunglasses are over his regular glasses.  SO HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I are on the road again tomorrow.  We are headed to good ole' &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Escalante&lt;/span&gt;, where Luke has been for nearly 3 weeks with Grandma and Grandpa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mecham&lt;/span&gt;.  A lot of the family will also be there to celebrate pioneer day.  I am dreading another long car ride with the kids!&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/1824219066158312919-853214427069086562?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/853214427069086562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=853214427069086562' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/853214427069086562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/853214427069086562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-road.html' title='On the road'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf9cCBztKI/AAAAAAAAD_M/Il8eDpZVWhs/s72-c/IMG_0432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3978178390841143574</id><published>2009-07-22T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:48:48.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise Disney trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We decided to surprise the girls with a little Disneyland visit in honor of Chloe's B-day.  We were torn, with Luke not being with us, but decided Darren and him will have their own boys trip where they can ride all the big rides!&lt;br /&gt;Darren and I were so excited, it was really hard not to tell them.  We got them up early and told the girls they were going to a new DR far away so they could get their shots.  I'm not sure how this even got thought of and it was kind of mean of us.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up getting really cheap tickets on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ebay&lt;/span&gt; for just one day.  (this was tough for us, we are used to going at least 2 days)&lt;br /&gt;I think Riley recognized some sights on the way, she kept saying, I want to go to Disneyland!  Once she saw the Tower of Tower, they knew.  They were so excited! &lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Darren's brother Brett and his family was also there and we were able to spend the whole day with them.&lt;br /&gt;Cole, Chloe and I got dropped of at the front of the park so we wouldn't have to deal with the tram.  Chloe wanted to head to the Castle first thing!  She was so funny with pictures.  She would want pics of her and just random things.  Then certain times, she wouldn't want me to take her pic at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf5uVLeOZI/AAAAAAAAD-s/kKWbSD5hkAs/s1600-h/IMG_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf5uVLeOZI/AAAAAAAAD-s/kKWbSD5hkAs/s320/IMG_0332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;At Sleeping Beauty's castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf5um65nuI/AAAAAAAAD-0/TMKex71rpCc/s1600-h/IMG_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf5um65nuI/AAAAAAAAD-0/TMKex71rpCc/s320/IMG_0345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;with Snow White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf5vfBAQoI/AAAAAAAAD-8/4GqV88IVnFw/s1600-h/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf5vfBAQoI/AAAAAAAAD-8/4GqV88IVnFw/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Handy Manny, or as she says it, Mandy Manny&lt;br /&gt;She wanted me and Coco in this one.  When Handy Manny put his hand on my back and touched Cole, he jumped like he was surprised that he moved.  It was so dang funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf5vs4W6rI/AAAAAAAAD_E/mx0iF7cMLI8/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf5vs4W6rI/AAAAAAAAD_E/mx0iF7cMLI8/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It wouldn't be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mecham&lt;/span&gt; trip without a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;churro&lt;/span&gt; picture. &lt;br /&gt;Notice all of the strollers.  Bridgett gets two free, and we ended up with an extra one too.  Thank goodness!  I forgot how tired the kids get when it is so hot outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell, I spent most of the day with Chloe and Cole.  It is so hard when the little ones can't ride the big rides.  I even got quite talented with pushing two strollers at once.  I loved seeing how excited they were though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were such troopers.  We were non stop all day, on a day that started so darn early!  We had so much fun with Brett and Bridgett and their kids!  We ended the night with fireworks where Chloe fell asleep and then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fantasmic&lt;/span&gt;, which was not so Fantastic for us! &lt;br /&gt;By the time we got to Cherise's house, all the kids were sound asleep and it was nearly midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Such a great day though!!&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/1824219066158312919-3978178390841143574?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3978178390841143574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3978178390841143574' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3978178390841143574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3978178390841143574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/07/surprise-disney-trip.html' title='Surprise Disney trip'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf5uVLeOZI/AAAAAAAAD-s/kKWbSD5hkAs/s72-c/IMG_0332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-2092883779693257435</id><published>2009-07-22T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:58:09.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day two in California</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I started the day with a little run around Cherise's neighborhood, which is so pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;After getting everyone ready, and a few plan changes, we had lunch at one of our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;, Chick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fil&lt;/span&gt; A , and then met up with Brett and Bridgett and kids at the Disneyland Hotel, where they were staying.  The pool was so awesome.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf1NbP7yCI/AAAAAAAAD-M/k8mnlxBL53s/s1600-h/IMG_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf1NbP7yCI/AAAAAAAAD-M/k8mnlxBL53s/s320/IMG_0391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;After some convincing, we got Riley to go down the slide.  She was a little confused when the lifeguard asked her if she was a strong (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ry&lt;/span&gt; calls it "tough") swimmer.  Ry said no, so they made her take a swim test first.  After passing it, here she comes! We couldn't get her to stop after that.  Darren and I both went down too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf1NoscLII/AAAAAAAAD-U/CFsMwdUrdzk/s1600-h/IMG_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf1NoscLII/AAAAAAAAD-U/CFsMwdUrdzk/s320/IMG_0393.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf1OOOi55I/AAAAAAAAD-c/vevwl5mMLiM/s1600-h/IMG_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf1OOOi55I/AAAAAAAAD-c/vevwl5mMLiM/s320/IMG_0410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We found Ariel near the hot tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf1OdDGPwI/AAAAAAAAD-k/5vIa_vQWrDQ/s1600-h/IMG_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf1OdDGPwI/AAAAAAAAD-k/5vIa_vQWrDQ/s320/IMG_0420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;Look at these silly cousins!  I just love seeing them all together!  The babies weren't having it, and Blake was asleep.  I got several of them with different poses though.  I just love Austin's muscles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;After swimming we got changed and had dinner at our usual spot, Super Mex.  It got chaotic with so many tired kids and a very bad waitress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;We just love going to visit California, not just for Disney, but to see Cherise, Mando and kids.  We love you guys, and Thanks for letting us crash your pad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-2092883779693257435?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/2092883779693257435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=2092883779693257435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2092883779693257435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2092883779693257435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-two-in-california.html' title='day two in California'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smf1NbP7yCI/AAAAAAAAD-M/k8mnlxBL53s/s72-c/IMG_0391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1468524559903723405</id><published>2009-07-22T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:24:05.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley's first concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;After hearing we could get tickets to see David &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Archuleta&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Demi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lovato&lt;/span&gt; for $15, I decided Ry and I would go with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mohlman&lt;/span&gt; girls.(minus &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Loryn&lt;/span&gt;)  Riley was so excited, even though she didn't know what a concert was.&lt;br /&gt;We went to dinner first at IN N OUT, where the girls were so silly together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smfz7DsoDkI/AAAAAAAAD9s/b8AiUGOjDD4/s1600-h/IMG_0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smfz7DsoDkI/AAAAAAAAD9s/b8AiUGOjDD4/s320/IMG_0308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;(Morgan, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Laci&lt;/span&gt; and Riley)&lt;br /&gt;They had a little red carpet for the fans.&lt;br /&gt;Our seats were actually pretty good for the price.  The opening band, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KSM&lt;/span&gt; was pretty impressive and only sang 3 songs, which I thought was perfect length.  Then David &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Archuleta&lt;/span&gt; came on.  He was really good, but sang a few too many songs I think.  The kids were getting tired and restless.  Well, the younger group anyways.  There was a 20 min break before &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Demi&lt;/span&gt; even came out.  We of course had to get some treats, which Riley loved!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Demi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lovato&lt;/span&gt; was so cute and has such a great voice.  I was quite impressed.  By 9:15 Riley was ready to go and was so tired.  ( We shouldn't have gone swimming earlier that day.)  Morgan was so into it, I didn't want her to miss out so I told Ry to wait just a bit.  She ended up falling asleep a few minutes later.  We left as soon as it was done.  Well, I think she did an encore, but we ran out before we could hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smfz8Y5hZpI/AAAAAAAAD90/aKusUWH9pzY/s1600-h/IMG_0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smfz8Y5hZpI/AAAAAAAAD90/aKusUWH9pzY/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Cute girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smfz8qXKZ-I/AAAAAAAAD98/gsLh4KbW7OE/s1600-h/IMG_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smfz8qXKZ-I/AAAAAAAAD98/gsLh4KbW7OE/s320/IMG_0321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Demi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smfz83iRx7I/AAAAAAAAD-E/fzmDxAHnqt4/s1600-h/IMG_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smfz83iRx7I/AAAAAAAAD-E/fzmDxAHnqt4/s320/IMG_0325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the one on one time I get with my big girl!  She really is a teenager at heart!  At one point, she asks me, "Am I a fan of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Demi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lovato&lt;/span&gt;?"  I told her yes, and she was so excited and hugged me.  I'm not sure what she thought that meant, but it sure was cute!&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/1824219066158312919-1468524559903723405?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/1468524559903723405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=1468524559903723405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1468524559903723405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1468524559903723405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/07/rileys-first-concert.html' title='Riley&apos;s first concert'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smfz7DsoDkI/AAAAAAAAD9s/b8AiUGOjDD4/s72-c/IMG_0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-4658060587725329093</id><published>2009-07-22T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:09:22.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe's THREE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;The night before, as I was tucking her into bed, she wanted to know her story.  I told her how she waited for us to paint her bedroom before she was born.  After a long day of painting and a date, she was ready to be born.  She only let me get about an hour of sleep that night.  I was sure it was a false alarm, she was 3 weeks and 1 day early.  After a very quick labor,  she arrived, super tiny, with lots of black hair at 7:59 am on July 16&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2006. &lt;br /&gt;She loved hearing all about it!  I love that she is 3 and understanding so much!  Her little personality has come out, and she is such a hoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SmfwfWUqNCI/AAAAAAAAD9M/qTVdinZA7hk/s1600-h/IMG_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SmfwfWUqNCI/AAAAAAAAD9M/qTVdinZA7hk/s320/IMG_0268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;She got up and quickly got ready so Pa and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nama&lt;/span&gt; could take her and Riley to breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;She had pancakes with a banana smiley face.  Her big sister read  her the menu and helped her with her drink.&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon we made a trip to the library where she got 2 rewards for the summer reading club.&lt;br /&gt;We then, braved the Chuck E Cheese's for the little princess.  Her fellow princess friend, Ella was able to meet us there.  I couldn't believe all of the teenagers there.  She didn't seem to mind though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smfwfo5VMNI/AAAAAAAAD9U/-SpMIGmIF88/s1600-h/IMG_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Smfwfo5VMNI/AAAAAAAAD9U/-SpMIGmIF88/s320/IMG_0275.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SmfwfyB1f7I/AAAAAAAAD9c/HNmcos2aW0U/s1600-h/IMG_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SmfwfyB1f7I/AAAAAAAAD9c/HNmcos2aW0U/s320/IMG_0278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;!!  "Here, Coco, turn your head and say cheese!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SmfwgSzkb7I/AAAAAAAAD9k/IDvvLTMvvro/s1600-h/IMG_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SmfwgSzkb7I/AAAAAAAAD9k/IDvvLTMvvro/s320/IMG_0302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Had too much fun with the cake.  They didn't eat any of it!&lt;br /&gt;Chloe Reece, we love you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much!!&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/1824219066158312919-4658060587725329093?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/4658060587725329093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=4658060587725329093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4658060587725329093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4658060587725329093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/07/chloes-three.html' title='Chloe&apos;s THREE!!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SmfwfWUqNCI/AAAAAAAAD9M/qTVdinZA7hk/s72-c/IMG_0268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3332557857667462067</id><published>2009-07-06T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:03:21.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July weekend</title><content type='html'>-The weekend had a great start with a Temple session with some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;.  Our nephew Steven was taking his endowments out for his upcoming mission to Washington. &lt;br /&gt;It was so awesome and uplifting.  We then went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Macayo's&lt;/span&gt; for a celebratory dinner.&lt;br /&gt;-We have had our niece Eva sleep over the last several Friday nights so I can go for an early run on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; mornings.  So that is how I started my 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July.  A nice 8 mile run!  I have improved my time quite a bit in the last month or so.  It was so hot and humid though by the end at 7 am.&lt;br /&gt;-The kids and I had planned on meeting some friends in Cedar City for the holiday, but last minute, we decided to stay home.  We are moving this week, so I figured we better stay closer to home and get packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SlLS9tavQPI/AAAAAAAAD80/4OQPI4M1To0/s1600-h/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355574864502538482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SlLS9tavQPI/AAAAAAAAD80/4OQPI4M1To0/s320/IMG_0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a cute self timed photo of us before we headed out the door to celebrate at Uncle Kim's house.  Cut my head off a little, but I still liked it.  Darren was at work and met up with us later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SlLS9erf0GI/AAAAAAAAD8s/1eA_LccW5gs/s1600-h/IMG_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355574860546297954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SlLS9erf0GI/AAAAAAAAD8s/1eA_LccW5gs/s320/IMG_0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a small gathering compared to previous years.  We were so excited the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Coplin's&lt;/span&gt; came from Arizona this year.  This was the only pic we got of Luke all day.  He was so busy with Clay and Parker.  They didn't even eat dinner till 11pm because they were so busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SlLS81MLDrI/AAAAAAAAD8k/TaPrmbwTMMo/s1600-h/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355574849409060530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SlLS81MLDrI/AAAAAAAAD8k/TaPrmbwTMMo/s320/IMG_0229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley wanted to be involved in the letting off of fireworks.  Illegal ones I might add.  I don't know where they came from ;)  In years  past, I might not have let this take place... It's amazing how much more laid back you become after having 4 kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SlLS8ZbiuiI/AAAAAAAAD8c/cv3Riq9Gurw/s1600-h/IMG_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355574841957333538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SlLS8ZbiuiI/AAAAAAAAD8c/cv3Riq9Gurw/s320/IMG_0238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She thinks she is a teenager, and the older cousins treat her as if she is.  So she hung with Rachael most of the night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cole did so well.  He was not afraid at all.  He is a true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mecham&lt;/span&gt;!  He kept trying to walk out to the street to help the guys out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke was so busy with the guys, I really never saw him.  I'm sure he did lots of fireworks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe was fine until we tried to get a picture of her.  She was so over exhausted, so Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Machelle&lt;/span&gt; took her inside and let her watch Cinderella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cole and I joined her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darren hoped Ry would want to come in, but she stuck it out until the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SlLS8K26i-I/AAAAAAAAD8U/6FfqFy6kS_k/s1600-h/IMG_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355574838045608930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SlLS8K26i-I/AAAAAAAAD8U/6FfqFy6kS_k/s320/IMG_0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at this cutie boy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed way too late and escaped when the dry ice bombs were being made.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was such a fun time with the family though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already had a sub for my primary class, so we were bad and took advantage and got most of the house packed up yesterday.  For those who don't know, we will be moving in with Darren's parents for a bit in hopes of getting a new house closer to the end of the year.  Never a dull moment with us!!&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/1824219066158312919-3332557857667462067?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3332557857667462067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3332557857667462067' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3332557857667462067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3332557857667462067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='4th of July weekend'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SlLS9tavQPI/AAAAAAAAD80/4OQPI4M1To0/s72-c/IMG_0211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1354570410372833766</id><published>2009-06-29T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:39:15.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's walking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Well, he has been for about a week now, I am a little behind!  I am so glad he finally decided to do it!&lt;br /&gt;He is a fast little guy too.  It was so hard to get pictures of him because he was chasing after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skj8QCJ-l6I/AAAAAAAAD7E/cOsD5wcDYJs/s1600-h/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skj8QCJ-l6I/AAAAAAAAD7E/cOsD5wcDYJs/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skj8QQcskoI/AAAAAAAAD7M/80ejINYQKfQ/s1600-h/IMG_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skj8QQcskoI/AAAAAAAAD7M/80ejINYQKfQ/s320/IMG_0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skj8QWnaSXI/AAAAAAAAD7U/86gK7wq3U7w/s1600-h/IMG_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skj8QWnaSXI/AAAAAAAAD7U/86gK7wq3U7w/s320/IMG_0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skj8Qvcy3XI/AAAAAAAAD7c/UX4Jyo1vWvI/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skj8Qvcy3XI/AAAAAAAAD7c/UX4Jyo1vWvI/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;He is still not so sure about walking in shoes.  He steps so high with them on.  I love how his hands have to be up in the air to keep his balance.&lt;br /&gt;It's so dang cute when he hears the door open.  He runs towards it with both hands waving.&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/1824219066158312919-1354570410372833766?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/1354570410372833766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=1354570410372833766' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1354570410372833766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1354570410372833766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/06/look-whos-walking.html' title='Look who&apos;s walking!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skj8QCJ-l6I/AAAAAAAAD7E/cOsD5wcDYJs/s72-c/IMG_0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-6539573938033340122</id><published>2009-06-27T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:47:04.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Unfortunately, I still was not feeling well on my B-day.  My girls really wanted to take me for a pedicure, but I ended up staying in bed most of the day.  Not only was I sick, I was being a brat too.  I guess I was just thinking, it's my party and I can cry if I want to!&lt;br /&gt;Darren had gotten comped tickets to the show &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KA&lt;/span&gt; for that night.  We went to the show and then had dinner at one of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; spots, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Maggiano's&lt;/span&gt;.  It ended up being a nice evening, Thanks Darren!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbntHQposI/AAAAAAAAD6I/W_DMV7HuNX0/s1600-h/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbntHQposI/AAAAAAAAD6I/W_DMV7HuNX0/s320/IMG_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We let the kids sing to me and have cupcakes before we headed out for the night.&lt;br /&gt;The following day I was feeling a lot better, so the girls, my Mom and I went for our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pedis&lt;/span&gt;.  They got their toes and fingers painted.  This was Chloe's first time going to the salon, she was in Heaven. &lt;br /&gt;I just love that my girls are getting old enough for us to have little outings like this!  It was so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skbntb0_vPI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/2vABbCbHN48/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skbntb0_vPI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/2vABbCbHN48/s320/IMG_0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbntjqUNvI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/MrSr6T754cU/s1600-h/IMG_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbntjqUNvI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/MrSr6T754cU/s320/IMG_0171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;That night Darren made me a mud cake.  The girls insisted I wear the Princess Tiara for "my party."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skbnt9r0zPI/AAAAAAAAD6g/yfuOXsru1mQ/s1600-h/IMG_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Skbnt9r0zPI/AAAAAAAAD6g/yfuOXsru1mQ/s320/IMG_0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I've noticed now that I am the BIG 28...&lt;br /&gt;how easy it is to forget how old I am&lt;br /&gt;how young high school kids seem&lt;br /&gt;how my kids are always asking if I did such and such as a kid... and sometimes I don't remember&lt;br /&gt;how stuff we wore as kids in the 80's are coming back&lt;br /&gt;how I can't believe my 10 year reunion is here&lt;br /&gt;some creases in my face&lt;br /&gt;that I actually have to watch what I eat, and have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt;&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/1824219066158312919-6539573938033340122?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/6539573938033340122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=6539573938033340122' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/6539573938033340122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/6539573938033340122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbntHQposI/AAAAAAAAD6I/W_DMV7HuNX0/s72-c/IMG_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3674036389695621056</id><published>2009-06-27T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:30:46.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;So, a very late Happy Father's Day wish to the best husband and Dad around!!  We love you Darren!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbV05znqlI/AAAAAAAAD5o/scXmZqol7xE/s1600-h/IMG_7183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbV05znqlI/AAAAAAAAD5o/scXmZqol7xE/s320/IMG_7183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;These are a couple of my favorite pics of Darren.  The baby is Cole. &lt;br /&gt;And the next one is he and Chloe swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbV0_bnvOI/AAAAAAAAD5w/DVyrsyr73pI/s1600-h/IMG_6902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbV0_bnvOI/AAAAAAAAD5w/DVyrsyr73pI/s320/IMG_6902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley wants me to put that her favorite thing to do with her Dad is snuggle and swim with him.&lt;br /&gt;Luke says his favorite thing to do with his dad is to go to Utah and shoot BB guns.&lt;br /&gt;Chloe loves to give her Dad kisses and tell him she is going to marry him in the temple.  he he&lt;br /&gt;Cole, well, he just says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt;.  Next year he will have lots to say, I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Father's Day I got up to make Darren breakfast in bed.  Once I got it all cleaned up I realized I wasn't getting far.  I had a cold or something yucky, and went back to bed.  Darren, being the bomb Dad he is, got the 3 bigger kids ready, took them to church, and taught my class for me!  Man, I owe him BIG!! &lt;br /&gt;I did manage to get a lasagna made for dinner and had my Dad, brother and Mom over to eat.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice night, I hope Darren thought so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbV1AxRTrI/AAAAAAAAD54/xZJ3PrFoeM4/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbV1AxRTrI/AAAAAAAAD54/xZJ3PrFoeM4/s320/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here is Chloe stealing all the olives out of the salad and Coco helping load the dishwasher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbV1XNAIUI/AAAAAAAAD6A/8u859_ubqJY/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbV1XNAIUI/AAAAAAAAD6A/8u859_ubqJY/s320/IMG_0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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/1824219066158312919-3674036389695621056?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3674036389695621056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3674036389695621056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3674036389695621056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3674036389695621056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SkbV05znqlI/AAAAAAAAD5o/scXmZqol7xE/s72-c/IMG_7183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-269773189746828127</id><published>2009-06-18T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:51:06.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's been goin' on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sjptdd4sgpI/AAAAAAAADuQ/KO8pFiLIfsg/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sjptdd4sgpI/AAAAAAAADuQ/KO8pFiLIfsg/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Gave Coco a cookie after he had his shots. I think he really enjoyed it! I just love what a character this kid is.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, right after I posted about his well check, he has said a couple new words- hi, bye and is finally waving. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-I was excited to go fill the RX cream for a rash he has.  When you fill a new RX at CVS you get a $25 gift card if you ask for a coupon for it.  I'm so excited for my next CVS run, I have $40 free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjptdnzxOvI/AAAAAAAADuY/LP1Kysco7vw/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjptdnzxOvI/AAAAAAAADuY/LP1Kysco7vw/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;-Monday night, Erin and I got to bring dinner to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Berkabiles&lt;/span&gt; and see their beautiful baby girl Sadie. I just love newborns. She is just the tiniest little thing. They are just a beautiful family! After I left, I was almost sad to know we won't have another newborn in our home. I got over it quickly when I remembered my baby sleeps through the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tuesday afternoon, the whole family had appointments at the dentist. We all got our teeth cleaned. My kids are weird and love to go to the dentist. It helps that their Aunt Mindy and Aunt Heather work there. They also love all the toys in the treasure box! Unfortunately, Luke and I both have one little cavity each. Darren thought it was quite funny that it was me and not him. We will be going back next week for the fillings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tuesday night Brittney called me over to fix my hair. (see pic below for end result) She was mortified when she saw I had posted a pic of it at the party. You see, it is very hard to cover the red that I had in my hair. We new it would be a process, but in my pink cover up, it looked pinkish, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;purplish&lt;/span&gt;. We had a late night and then didn't get it finished. She didn't have the right toner for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While on the treadmill Wednesday morning, here comes the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Leavitt&lt;/span&gt; family. Britt with toner in hand. She finishes my hair and then while I shower, she makes mac and cheese for my kids and wipes two of their bums. What a friend!! She was much happier with this end result. I thought it was fine before, but agree it is better now. I had to post a pic for her so everyone can see how great she is! Thanks a ton girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sjptep2jzvI/AAAAAAAADuo/YQeRI8vW6cg/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sjptep2jzvI/AAAAAAAADuo/YQeRI8vW6cg/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On Wednesday afternoon I went to see the Endocrinologist, finally. Unfortunately, I am not so impressed with him. Won't go too into it. We did do an ultrasound and found that my thyroid is enlarged. He doesn't think I have enough symptoms to be "really" hyperthyroid. I went to have more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blood work&lt;/span&gt; done. If it comes out high again, I will go and have a scan done of my thyroid. I should find out this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, and I found out at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;. that I have gained 3 pounds. This has a little to do with my thyroid causing me to be hungry all the time. But, I have got to get on this and work out hard to get it off!!&lt;br /&gt;(and yes, my eyelashes are growing back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wednesday night we went to Peter Piper for Luke's end of soccer party. I just love that Marc Dudley was his coach and I get to hang with Erin! The place was busy, but the pizzas were only 5 bucks! You can't go wrong! The kids had a blast with Darren and I got to chat with Erin and few of the other moms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjpteBexCCI/AAAAAAAADug/A3i5Lvh-3As/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjpteBexCCI/AAAAAAAADug/A3i5Lvh-3As/s320/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Today we our planning on swimming and hopefully going to the library. I have been trying to get there all week!&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a long summer break I have decided. We really need to get some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt; set up! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-269773189746828127?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/269773189746828127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=269773189746828127' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/269773189746828127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/269773189746828127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-been-goin-on.html' title='What&apos;s been goin&apos; on'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sjptdd4sgpI/AAAAAAAADuQ/KO8pFiLIfsg/s72-c/IMG_0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-7052556194745787667</id><published>2009-06-15T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:27:08.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chloe's party</title><content type='html'>Chloe's birthday isn't until July 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, but we figured it was close enough to not want to do 2 in a month.  So, they had a joint party. &lt;br /&gt;I think she thinks she is 3 now though.  Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbW6ZKxHUI/AAAAAAAADtw/elk4Nfc7U5w/s1600-h/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347697906225847618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbW6ZKxHUI/AAAAAAAADtw/elk4Nfc7U5w/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is such a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;Darren found her this cake and cupcakes and she just loved it.  There were little rings for the girls on top of each cup cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbW52aR6sI/AAAAAAAADto/fZg9-LYQDuw/s1600-h/IMG_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347697896895670978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbW52aR6sI/AAAAAAAADto/fZg9-LYQDuw/s320/IMG_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quincy just had a b-day, so she was a pro at opening presents.  My Dad he had flashbacks of Jodie and I at the same age.  I just love that we have little princesses the same age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbW5mT-U_I/AAAAAAAADtg/87RruqRuizk/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347697892574254066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbW5mT-U_I/AAAAAAAADtg/87RruqRuizk/s320/IMG_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chloe and "Pa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbW5e0DPHI/AAAAAAAADtY/Jjb2WhasRXs/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347697890561309810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbW5e0DPHI/AAAAAAAADtY/Jjb2WhasRXs/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here she is in her new fancy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nancy&lt;/span&gt; outfit pouting.  She was mad that we made her share her new toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbW43unJDI/AAAAAAAADtQ/ZP1YgnF6_qU/s1600-h/IMG_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347697880069514290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbW43unJDI/AAAAAAAADtQ/ZP1YgnF6_qU/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left her alone with the little cake.  I guess she wanted to be like Cole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great party!  A big thank you to Uncle Kim and Aunt Kathy for hosting the party!  The pool was even heated!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-7052556194745787667?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/7052556194745787667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=7052556194745787667' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7052556194745787667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7052556194745787667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/06/chloes-party.html' title='Chloe&apos;s party'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbW6ZKxHUI/AAAAAAAADtw/elk4Nfc7U5w/s72-c/IMG_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-8128718380530592017</id><published>2009-06-15T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:08:27.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole's party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbQ4YqL1hI/AAAAAAAADtI/V1LOE3mIz5g/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347691274659681810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbQ4YqL1hI/AAAAAAAADtI/V1LOE3mIz5g/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Swimmin&lt;/span&gt; with my soon to be sis in law Heather.  I feel bad, I really didn't get to play with Cole much.  There was so much going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbQ38_CmBI/AAAAAAAADtA/SFpmOSarYiU/s1600-h/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347691267230963730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbQ38_CmBI/AAAAAAAADtA/SFpmOSarYiU/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blowing kisses.  He looks a little slow doesn't he?  I think it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbQ3o3gdpI/AAAAAAAADs4/cBPsWWCgyeo/s1600-h/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347691261830657682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbQ3o3gdpI/AAAAAAAADs4/cBPsWWCgyeo/s320/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so excited to have a cup cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbQ3b0pRLI/AAAAAAAADsw/r7Won5IYENc/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347691258328990898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbQ3b0pRLI/AAAAAAAADsw/r7Won5IYENc/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After he ate, he was so tired so we put him in the house for a little nap.  It ended up being a long nap.  Chloe ended up opening all of his presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We let him play for a bit once we got home.  He was loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbQ28dxMVI/AAAAAAAADso/ZqvDu_XgxZc/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347691249911542098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbQ28dxMVI/AAAAAAAADso/ZqvDu_XgxZc/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had his 12 month well check today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He weighed in at 22 pounds (40th percentile) and was 30 inches tall(60th percentile).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got 3 shots.  One in each arm and one on this thigh.  He is the best baby when it comes to shots, he barely even wimpers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says a few words - ball, dog, no no no, mama, dada, max&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He walks about 5 or 6 steps, then sits on his bum.  He is a little scared and a little lazy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doc says he is great!!&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/1824219066158312919-8128718380530592017?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/8128718380530592017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=8128718380530592017' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8128718380530592017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8128718380530592017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/06/coles-party.html' title='Cole&apos;s party'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjbQ4YqL1hI/AAAAAAAADtI/V1LOE3mIz5g/s72-c/IMG_0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-9098184534162606921</id><published>2009-06-12T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T10:19:00.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday boy</title><content type='html'>The day began with a little balloon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt;'.  The kid sure does love him some balloons.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the morning and afternoon were pretty uneventful.  His friend Emmy did come and play so that her mom could do my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjKLMEINvwI/AAAAAAAADrU/DeKRWZ-bX08/s1600-h/IMG_9950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346488747025088258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjKLMEINvwI/AAAAAAAADrU/DeKRWZ-bX08/s320/IMG_9950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The real fun began after dinner.  I bought him his own little cake. &lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure how he would react.  Luke wouldn't get dirty with his, but the girls did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjKLLvxhVGI/AAAAAAAADrM/grfF-rn1WC4/s1600-h/IMG_9972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346488741561193570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjKLLvxhVGI/AAAAAAAADrM/grfF-rn1WC4/s320/IMG_9972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't too sure how to do it at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjKLLcelv-I/AAAAAAAADrE/gd961UL0RoY/s1600-h/IMG_9979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346488736381517794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjKLLcelv-I/AAAAAAAADrE/gd961UL0RoY/s320/IMG_9979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjKLLc4q_dI/AAAAAAAADq8/XsqDD28ElcY/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346488736490913234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjKLLc4q_dI/AAAAAAAADq8/XsqDD28ElcY/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now he's got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjKLK0mHSfI/AAAAAAAADq0/2QZ39rb5OKE/s1600-h/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346488725675657714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjKLK0mHSfI/AAAAAAAADq0/2QZ39rb5OKE/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We couldn't believe how much he ate.  There was not much that he missed.  What a mess!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we got him cleaned up, Grandma and some cousins came over with ice cream.  He was ready for round two!  I couldn't believe he actually went to sleep, I thought he would be wired, or sick from all the sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-9098184534162606921?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/9098184534162606921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=9098184534162606921' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9098184534162606921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9098184534162606921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-boy.html' title='birthday boy'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjKLMEINvwI/AAAAAAAADrU/DeKRWZ-bX08/s72-c/IMG_9950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-7095099687586886981</id><published>2009-06-10T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:57:14.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Cole        June 11, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCTvNmLVGI/AAAAAAAADo4/ifUl4KKE_4g/s1600-h/IMG_7186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345935197001700450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCTvNmLVGI/AAAAAAAADo4/ifUl4KKE_4g/s320/IMG_7186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; first time meeting your brother and sisters... 1 day old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCTujKuN1I/AAAAAAAADow/nALrSI6QCs4/s1600-h/IMG_7248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345935185612257106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCTujKuN1I/AAAAAAAADow/nALrSI6QCs4/s320/IMG_7248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging out with Dad... 2 weeks old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCTue5KMII/AAAAAAAADoo/H0BUXa7l4Cs/s1600-h/IMG_7674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345935184464851074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCTue5KMII/AAAAAAAADoo/H0BUXa7l4Cs/s320/IMG_7674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCTuFKCMDI/AAAAAAAADog/qHlHQnZTNCs/s1600-h/IMG_8863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345935177556308018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCTuFKCMDI/AAAAAAAADog/qHlHQnZTNCs/s320/IMG_8863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;getting buff with big brother...7 months old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCTt3owGnI/AAAAAAAADoY/NloXIkvtqUw/s1600-h/IMG_9864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345935173927049842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCTt3owGnI/AAAAAAAADoY/NloXIkvtqUw/s320/IMG_9864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the park...11 months old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so fun to sort through all of the pictures of you from the past 365 days. You have changed so much in that time! You have also changed our family in such a good way in that time! Your brothers and sisters were in love with you before you were even born. They couldn't wait to meet you! They sure do spoil you rotten! Maybe that is why you refuse to talk and walk! You have been the easiest, most laid back baby, since day 1! You are such a blessing in our home! I just don't know what we would do without you. Like in the morning when it is time to pull you out of your crib. We love the huge smile you flash at us and you love all the hugs and kisses you get. Or at bedtime, when everyone has to get their turn to kiss and hug you and tell you to sleep good. Or what about the way you try to mock the kids when they yell at Max. Or when you throw your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cup off your high chair tray and smirk when we put it back on for you. Or when you poop in the bath once or twice a week. (OK maybe not that one) Or when you clap for Luke and Riley during their soccer games. Or when you knock on the wall from your crib calling for us. Or how you get so excited when you see a ball. Your arms and hands go crazy! Or the way you try to put on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; glasses or goggles and then give the cheesiest grin ever. Or how you flirt with any girl or woman, even relatives! Most of all, what would I do without the snuggles you give me? Or the way you hang on my legs when I am trying to cook dinner or clean the kitchen? What I am trying to say, Cole, is that we LOVE you so much!! You are one special little boy!!! Happy Birthday Coco man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-7095099687586886981?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/7095099687586886981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=7095099687586886981' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7095099687586886981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7095099687586886981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-1st-birthday-cole.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Cole        June 11, 2009'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCTvNmLVGI/AAAAAAAADo4/ifUl4KKE_4g/s72-c/IMG_7186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-9051585787509891179</id><published>2009-06-10T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:47:50.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley's last soccer game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Last Saturday was Riley's last soccer game, hallelujah!!  (Luke still has one more)  Overall, it has been a fun season!  I was really worried about having 2 kids playing at the same time and me being alone with my other 2 little ones.  It really wasn't as bad as I though it would be.  We got so lucky and got on Matthew Boyd's team from the ward along with lots of other friends from the ward.  It sure made it fun to see them all on the field together.  Since I have been through so many seasons with Luke, I was much more laid back with Riley when she wouldn't  barely touch the ball the whole game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCMcjLovFI/AAAAAAAADn4/AXr3n7kPmE4/s1600-h/IMG_9894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCMcjLovFI/AAAAAAAADn4/AXr3n7kPmE4/s320/IMG_9894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;She really loved playing goalie.  I would just cringe every time she would volunteer to go in.  She, along with most of the other girls on the the team, would get hit in the head with the ball or get hurt in some way, every single time.  She would then cry, and have to come out of the game.  But, the girl would still want to go back in later.  Hopefully, next season she will learn to suck it up and keep playing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCMc7RHnOI/AAAAAAAADoA/lu8wj6hT6Do/s1600-h/IMG_9901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCMc7RHnOI/AAAAAAAADoA/lu8wj6hT6Do/s320/IMG_9901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Savannah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Demarie&lt;/span&gt;, Kylie and Riley.  Aren't they just the cutest little soccer princesses you've ever seen?  They all played together for the last quarter.  It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCMdKsrQjI/AAAAAAAADoI/yqevSYQHkm8/s1600-h/IMG_9904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCMdKsrQjI/AAAAAAAADoI/yqevSYQHkm8/s320/IMG_9904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Her first trophy!  She was so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next picture is great... She has been asking me forever to get fake nails.  She always sees them at the store.  I finally gave in and got them since she did so well at school this year.  We waited until after the soccer game, so they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; break.&lt;br /&gt;Her cousin Eva was nice enough to pamper her and put them on for her.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, they looked so cute.&lt;br /&gt;They have of course all come off already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCMdbCKVmI/AAAAAAAADoQ/BON4W4NGswE/s1600-h/IMG_9909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCMdbCKVmI/AAAAAAAADoQ/BON4W4NGswE/s320/IMG_9909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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/1824219066158312919-9051585787509891179?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/9051585787509891179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=9051585787509891179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9051585787509891179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9051585787509891179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/06/rileys-last-soccer-game.html' title='Riley&apos;s last soccer game'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SjCMcjLovFI/AAAAAAAADn4/AXr3n7kPmE4/s72-c/IMG_9894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-7248780953639462415</id><published>2009-06-07T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:54:45.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High chair Hijinks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiyLgtxUhfI/AAAAAAAADnA/WULJ68zNVfc/s1600-h/IMG_9802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiyLgtxUhfI/AAAAAAAADnA/WULJ68zNVfc/s320/IMG_9802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiyLg0UuMeI/AAAAAAAADnI/exUSwXyGuG8/s1600-h/IMG_9803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiyLg0UuMeI/AAAAAAAADnI/exUSwXyGuG8/s320/IMG_9803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;He is so cute when he is doing something naughty.  I don't think any of the other kids have figured this out so early.  And, don't you just love his little farmer tan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiyLhNdNPQI/AAAAAAAADnQ/yi4kgM81bHQ/s1600-h/IMG_9804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiyLhNdNPQI/AAAAAAAADnQ/yi4kgM81bHQ/s320/IMG_9804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiyLhA9CE2I/AAAAAAAADnY/JMYHRkj0wbU/s1600-h/IMG_9871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiyLhA9CE2I/AAAAAAAADnY/JMYHRkj0wbU/s320/IMG_9871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This was the other night during dinner.  We had pork tacos so I made him a burrito, minus the tortilla.  He LOVED it!  He usually loses interest pretty quickly, but this time he ate and ate, even after we had all finished and had cleaned up the table and kitchen.  Guess I better make that meal more often!&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/1824219066158312919-7248780953639462415?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/7248780953639462415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=7248780953639462415' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7248780953639462415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7248780953639462415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/06/high-chair-hijinks.html' title='High chair Hijinks'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiyLgtxUhfI/AAAAAAAADnA/WULJ68zNVfc/s72-c/IMG_9802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-3753021556957793628</id><published>2009-06-02T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:07:17.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;of Luke and Riley...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiWvGqs0RVI/AAAAAAAADks/BGObPVCDq3g/s1600-h/IMG_9813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiWvGqs0RVI/AAAAAAAADks/BGObPVCDq3g/s320/IMG_9813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;As the school year is coming to an end, we have had lots to celebrate! Yesterday we attended the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; awards ceremony for the 1st graders. Luke received 3 awards, one for straight A's, one for Music and one for World Language. You'd think with as many times as the kids name has been called this year, that his principal would pronounce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mecham&lt;/span&gt; right??&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; with an honorable mention and a couple red roses from his teacher for helping out in the class. It was so nice!&lt;br /&gt;We then got his report card and had a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;conference&lt;/span&gt; with his teacher. She said he was such a joy in class and was such a good example to the other students. He always chose good behavior, even when the other kids were not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiWvGxzSdyI/AAAAAAAADk0/SRd3YfC8RIs/s1600-h/IMG_9814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiWvGxzSdyI/AAAAAAAADk0/SRd3YfC8RIs/s320/IMG_9814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Chloe had to be a part of the pics. She didn't have anything school related so she grabbed books! Notice Cole on the far right.&lt;br /&gt;Later on, we had a conference with Riley's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-k teacher.&lt;br /&gt;She gave us a bunch of papers that Ry has done through out the year and a cute little scrap book that they made in class. It was awesome to see how she has progressed through out the year.&lt;br /&gt;Riley has been spending most of her days in Kindergarten over the past few months. They have told us that they have never had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-k student as advanced as she is. She has really enjoyed getting to hang out with the older kids.&lt;br /&gt;They tested her the other day and said she tested at 1st grade reading level. I'm not sure if they will evaluate her now or wait till we return from break, but they are considering letting her skip Kinder all together. Now, I am not opposed to this, but I am also OK with her going to Kinder. Their Kinder program is all day, and they will move her to a higher reading group. However, we really hope to move some time during the next school year. When she goes to a "normal" half day kinder is when I will push to get her in 1st grade. It is amazing how much harder the curriculum is at this school.&lt;br /&gt;So, time will only tell. I will say, that Luke is not very excited about the possibility of them only being 1 grade apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiWvG0zS0SI/AAAAAAAADk8/iMifuxbqn5k/s1600-h/IMG_9816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiWvG0zS0SI/AAAAAAAADk8/iMifuxbqn5k/s320/IMG_9816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I must admit, I am very impressed with the kids' school. When we started at the end of last year, I was not excited about it, nor did I enjoy having to go there several times a day. To say it nicely, I don't quite fit in with the other parents, nor do I speak the right language. I have gotten used to it now, and even made a couple friends, although our conversations are limited. I really appreciate how hard their teachers have worked this year and feel blessed that my kids have had an opportunity to attend such a fine school! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-3753021556957793628?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/3753021556957793628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=3753021556957793628' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3753021556957793628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/3753021556957793628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-proud.html' title='So proud'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiWvGqs0RVI/AAAAAAAADks/BGObPVCDq3g/s72-c/IMG_9813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-451822217410112593</id><published>2009-05-29T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:32:49.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out with the old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiBwn95m-0I/AAAAAAAADkE/U__4DhxI2O4/s1600-h/IMG_9779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiBwn95m-0I/AAAAAAAADkE/U__4DhxI2O4/s320/IMG_9779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;In with the new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiBwoP5v18I/AAAAAAAADkM/0T4GVOqaLUE/s1600-h/IMG_9793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiBwoP5v18I/AAAAAAAADkM/0T4GVOqaLUE/s320/IMG_9793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The other day we all went swimming at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pfundstein's&lt;/span&gt; home.  We had such a blast, but just before we left I realized my phone was missing.  After several hours of searching, Amanda called and said somehow the dog had gotten it, and it was in several pieces. &lt;br /&gt;It worked out well.  I got a new one at no charge, and it's red, which I wanted from the beginning.  Its got a few new applications on it too.  I am so glad we pay for the insurance every month!!  The only down side is that I didn't back my old one up on the computer and didn't have a memory card in it, so I lost all of my contact info, pictures and calendar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note... You must check out my Brother in law Ron/Kim's blog &lt;a href="http://www.mechamreview.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.mechamreview.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and look at his post from Thursday.  Then go to my sister in law Cherise's blog &lt;a href="http://www.cheriseandfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.cheriseandfamily.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Just some funny stuff you need to see!&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/1824219066158312919-451822217410112593?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/451822217410112593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=451822217410112593' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/451822217410112593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/451822217410112593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/05/out-with-old.html' title='out with the old...'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SiBwn95m-0I/AAAAAAAADkE/U__4DhxI2O4/s72-c/IMG_9779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-9026341660089334419</id><published>2009-05-27T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:49:06.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls night + Cole +  some visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The girls really wanted to go get pedicures when they heard that they boys would be gone for a few days. I had planned on it, but when it came down to it, it was just too much work to have to find a sitter for Cole. They weren't too bummed when I told them we'd have dinner picnic style with a princess movie while getting their toes done. I thought I had blocked the living room off successfully, but this is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sh1uu13E_DI/AAAAAAAADjM/mtkzENM6HpA/s1600-h/IMG_9760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sh1uu13E_DI/AAAAAAAADjM/mtkzENM6HpA/s320/IMG_9760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We then got a visit from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Meltons&lt;/span&gt; who were getting a treat at Luv its. The girls quickly ran into the room to do their usual dress up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sh1uvAaWIoI/AAAAAAAADjU/cAmi1D-J9Lw/s1600-h/IMG_9764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sh1uvAaWIoI/AAAAAAAADjU/cAmi1D-J9Lw/s320/IMG_9764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beckham&lt;/span&gt; was cracking me up. He kept bringing me my camera and wanted me to take his picture. He is such a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sh1uvddNcYI/AAAAAAAADjc/BIphffSarDw/s1600-h/IMG_9767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sh1uvddNcYI/AAAAAAAADjc/BIphffSarDw/s320/IMG_9767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;He really wanted Jodie to put a Tinkerbell costume on him and Matt wasn't really excited about it. So we found him this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sh1uvrLMBFI/AAAAAAAADjk/C1Uj2Lw2uTE/s1600-h/IMG_9771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sh1uvrLMBFI/AAAAAAAADjk/C1Uj2Lw2uTE/s320/IMG_9771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It was a fun night, finished off with a little single lady dancing. Thanks for making us laugh! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-9026341660089334419?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/9026341660089334419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=9026341660089334419' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9026341660089334419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9026341660089334419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/05/girls-night-cole-some-visitors.html' title='Girls night + Cole +  some visitors'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sh1uu13E_DI/AAAAAAAADjM/mtkzENM6HpA/s72-c/IMG_9760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-394538235968441664</id><published>2009-05-25T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:04:59.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Trip</title><content type='html'>My big boys are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Escalante&lt;/span&gt; for the weekend.  Luke has been itching to go for a long time.  Darren and a couple of his brothers were going up to help plant a garden and do some other work around the house.  Here are a few pics Darren has sent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Shs9WNdzBuI/AAAAAAAADis/vNgeT12SF6E/s1600-h/luke+working+in+escalante.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339929234958911202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Shs9WNdzBuI/AAAAAAAADis/vNgeT12SF6E/s320/luke+working+in+escalante.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has been working hard and loving every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Shs9WEZpF2I/AAAAAAAADik/74Sv9YaZjYs/s1600-h/luke+shooting.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339929232525563746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Shs9WEZpF2I/AAAAAAAADik/74Sv9YaZjYs/s320/luke+shooting.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been informed that boys weekend means no rules.  I was a little scared when I saw him with the gun.  Darren assures me that it was empty and he later helped him shoot a couple times for real.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I guess Darren asked him if he wanted a hot dog , and he replied, "I think it is too late."  Uncle Kim had to tell him that it was OK because it is a boys weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got a picture of him drinking Pepsi... I will let it slide just for the weekend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Shs9VjtY5yI/AAAAAAAADic/09u7TE3MLrg/s1600-h/luke+driving+to+escalante.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339929223750018850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Shs9VjtY5yI/AAAAAAAADic/09u7TE3MLrg/s320/luke+driving+to+escalante.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was a cool picture of the scenery.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am glad they got to get away for a few days together.  We miss our boys, but we will survive without them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are off to dinner tonight and then hoping to get  pedicures tomorrow. &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/1824219066158312919-394538235968441664?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/394538235968441664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=394538235968441664' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/394538235968441664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/394538235968441664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-trip.html' title='Boys Trip'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Shs9WNdzBuI/AAAAAAAADis/vNgeT12SF6E/s72-c/luke+working+in+escalante.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-520509060719811301</id><published>2009-05-20T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:23:25.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farwell to Formula</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShQufLJBoGI/AAAAAAAADiU/7pC8Y0zyue8/s1600-h/IMG_9754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShQufLJBoGI/AAAAAAAADiU/7pC8Y0zyue8/s320/IMG_9754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole had his last bottle of formula yesterday.  You'd think I'd be jumping up and down right?  I am kind of sad about it.  I actually was going to go out and buy some more, but Darren was against it.  He has been trying to be done with formula for a couple of weeks now.  I guess we compromised!  My original plan was to toss the bottles too, but have decided he can hang on to them for a little while longer.  Maybe it's my way of making him my baby for a little while longer...&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/1824219066158312919-520509060719811301?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/520509060719811301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=520509060719811301' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/520509060719811301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/520509060719811301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/05/farwell-to-formula.html' title='Farwell to Formula'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShQufLJBoGI/AAAAAAAADiU/7pC8Y0zyue8/s72-c/IMG_9754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-2904390333158208827</id><published>2009-05-18T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:14:51.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I guess blogging has become more of a weekly thing for me lately. I really need to get my camera out more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-With the warm weather, we decided to go test out Kim/Ron's pool last Tuesday afternoon with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Swinn's&lt;/span&gt;. It was a little cool for my taste, but the kids didn't mind too much. We munched on some fruit and gold fish crackers. Then had some Cafe Rio for dinner. Fun night!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShIxnZ_l7rI/AAAAAAAADhc/KoEYsdFACQU/s1600-h/IMG_9737.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShIxnZ_l7rI/AAAAAAAADhc/KoEYsdFACQU/s320/IMG_9737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;-Our little running group has been great!! I have made so many trips across town though in the last week. It stinks with the cost of gas right now. We have changed which Marathon we are running. We will be doing the Park City Half Marathon on August 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;, if anyone is interested in joining us. It is on a Saturday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShIxnk_e2BI/AAAAAAAADhk/c3M9zR-n4Q8/s1600-h/IMG_9738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShIxnk_e2BI/AAAAAAAADhk/c3M9zR-n4Q8/s320/IMG_9738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;-I see these cute chunky legs like this quite a bit these days. He is just into everything!! He has gotten so good at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mimicking&lt;/span&gt; the kids lately too. Today we got him to hold the phone and say "hi". I'm not so fond of him copying the girls' squeals and screams though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShIxntEmI6I/AAAAAAAADhs/yFv14eUqaUY/s1600-h/IMG_9743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShIxntEmI6I/AAAAAAAADhs/yFv14eUqaUY/s320/IMG_9743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;-Saturdays have gotten to be so busy for us. This past Saturday we had Luke and Ry's soccer games, (at different times of course), Ry's kinder registration, and a primary activity. I ended up waking up at 6 to get my run in. Needles to say, when we got home in the afternoon, it was nap time. The kids thought it would be so fun to all sleep in Luke's room together. I knew it would never happen, but gave them 30 minutes to calm down. Well, the dog ended up trying to sleep with them, and there was no way it was gonna happen after that. So we all just "rested" for a bit. I love that Darren works during the day now, but I really don't like having to be single soccer mom on Saturdays. (side note: #1 I don't like the dog on the bed, he thinks he owns it. #2 Luke has a pillow case, just couldn't get him to put in on after it was washed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShIxnn3VwHI/AAAAAAAADh0/uE_DXF63XS8/s1600-h/IMG_9749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShIxnn3VwHI/AAAAAAAADh0/uE_DXF63XS8/s320/IMG_9749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I got my blood test results back a few days ago. My thyroid is hyper active. Which I learned several years ago, but never really had symptoms that worried me enough to do anything about. I went in for more labs today. I guess we will discuss treatment some time this week.&lt;br /&gt;-We had a family home evening tonight about families. A much needed one. The kids have been fighting like crazy. I think we have just given in to the chaos of having a big family lately. We set up new chore charts and schedules. I hope we can stick to it!&lt;br /&gt;I have been wearing fake eyelashes when I go out. It totally stinks!! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-2904390333158208827?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/2904390333158208827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=2904390333158208827' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2904390333158208827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/2904390333158208827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/05/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/ShIxnZ_l7rI/AAAAAAAADhc/KoEYsdFACQU/s72-c/IMG_9737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-7539143404428452951</id><published>2009-05-11T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:25:20.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't believe he is 11 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I am kind of sad that in one short month my baby boy will be 1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;He hasn't changed a whole lot this last month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;These are some pics I took of him tonight, before bed time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785999280307890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sgj3mffUfrI/AAAAAAAADg8/3dId2ouqN0o/s320/IMG_9721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;-He is such a good little teeth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;brusher&lt;/span&gt;.  He giggles when I brush them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sgjx1eutfjI/AAAAAAAADgU/bJQwl-uodQE/s1600-h/IMG_9724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sgjx1eutfjI/AAAAAAAADgU/bJQwl-uodQE/s320/IMG_9724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;-He gets into this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;position&lt;/span&gt; all the time lately.  He is really trying to stand up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;assisted.  We have tried to get him walking on his own.  He is a little scared to do it just yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-He is as quick as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lightening&lt;/span&gt; bolt crawling though.  We cannot keep track of him unless he is blocked in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-He has been downing bottles like crazy lately.  I cannot wait to stop buying formula.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-He likes to eat cheeseburgers and chicken nuggets with his brother and sisters.  He thinks he is so cool. (yeah, we are so healthy)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-He weighed in at 21 pounds a few days ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-When the big kids are playing together or wrestling, he has to be right in on the action.  He doesn't care if he gets hurt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-He has finally said "mama" a few times.  He even did it on Mother's Day.  The best gift I could have ever gotten!  He, of course, will not say it once today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-He won't really say much else than "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dada&lt;/span&gt;".  He prefers to grunt and squawk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-He is quite the singer.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sgjx1i2d6rI/AAAAAAAADgc/LVBMw6ouuB4/s1600-h/IMG_9725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sgjx1i2d6rI/AAAAAAAADgc/LVBMw6ouuB4/s320/IMG_9725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Coco man, you are the best baby I could have ever asked for!  I thank Heavenly Father for you every single day!  You hold such a special spot in my heart!  I can't imagine life without you!  I love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-7539143404428452951?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/7539143404428452951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=7539143404428452951' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7539143404428452951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/7539143404428452951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/05/cant-believe-he-is-11-months.html' title='Can&apos;t believe he is 11 months'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sgj3mffUfrI/AAAAAAAADg8/3dId2ouqN0o/s72-c/IMG_9721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-8382115826561649213</id><published>2009-05-10T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:11:18.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 1 am... What am I doing?</title><content type='html'>While Darren is taking our niece/babysitter home, I have been checking out some cute running blogs.  It just motivates me.  I love seeing other peoples stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyways, I wanted to invite all of you running pros, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginners&lt;/span&gt;, and wanna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;be's&lt;/span&gt; out to our first group run... Monday, 6am at the Tropical/ Clayton chapel.  We will be doing 3 miles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can talk about our plans for upcoming races and starting our very own running blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-8382115826561649213?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/8382115826561649213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=8382115826561649213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8382115826561649213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/8382115826561649213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-1-am-what-am-i-doing.html' title='It&apos;s 1 am... What am I doing?'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1737801963247804716</id><published>2009-05-08T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:50:41.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This week so far...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I'm sure you are all sick of seeing our race post...&lt;br /&gt;It's taken me a few days to get back into the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday:  I forced myself to get on the treadmill, even though it was just to walk.  I had to get those muscles going.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Followed&lt;/span&gt; that with a little weight lifting.  Darren ended up doing all of the laundry.  I told him I celebrate the whole week of Mother's Day!!&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cinco&lt;/span&gt; De Mayo with Matt and Heather.  I made salsa and tortillas from scratch, while Darren grilled some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Carne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Asada&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was great!&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday: I got on the treadmill and ran a little.  My knees were still killing me.  My muscles felt great though.  Don't remember much else about the day.  I did have to call my Dr. because over the last 2 weeks I have lost nearly all of my eyelashes.  That was the last straw!  I have noticed my nails are very brittle and won't grow and I have been bruising very easily.  I can handle that, but the no eyelashes, come on!  They want me to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blood work&lt;/span&gt; and won't give me the RX I found for the eyelashes. :(&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:  I had errands planned, but got an invite from Brittney to go to the Mission Park that has the cutest Pirate themed water features.  It was such a blast.  The Moms even got wet!  I could tell Cole was starting to get a little snot nosed by the end of the visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTTXeVfMuI/AAAAAAAADdw/jHaMimjsqrY/s1600-h/IMG_9647.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTTXeVfMuI/AAAAAAAADdw/jHaMimjsqrY/s320/IMG_9647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;He thinks he likes soda, even though he can't figure out how to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTTXoEa6dI/AAAAAAAADd4/6cUUlkNM4m4/s1600-h/IMG_9655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTTXoEa6dI/AAAAAAAADd4/6cUUlkNM4m4/s320/IMG_9655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;These girls were cracking me up.  They would not go in to get the ball.&lt;br /&gt;I met some girls from the ward at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Leatherby's&lt;/span&gt; after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Came home to finish a couple candy bar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bouquets&lt;/span&gt; for the kids' teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTTXsrVeYI/AAAAAAAADeA/qe1Aq0Gf9_0/s1600-h/IMG_9659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTTXsrVeYI/AAAAAAAADeA/qe1Aq0Gf9_0/s320/IMG_9659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:  Got up to rush to school.  Luke wanted me to walk him in and give his teacher he gift. &lt;br /&gt;Notice Cole has green snot everywhere when he wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;Do the school thing and call the Children's clinic.&lt;br /&gt;Got my coupons in order for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CVS&lt;/span&gt; and got ready.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. says Cole has a sinus infection.  He is like his Mama, I guess.  I'm glad we caught it before it got to his ears.&lt;br /&gt;Did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CVS&lt;/span&gt; thing with all of the kids, big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTTXwkXdfI/AAAAAAAADeI/rmrUc7Pf9go/s1600-h/IMG_9664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTTXwkXdfI/AAAAAAAADeI/rmrUc7Pf9go/s320/IMG_9664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the kid can't breathe, he could still eat some cheeseburger.  What a chunk!&lt;br /&gt;Now I get to have a night out with some of my girls!  I am so glad Darren is OK with honoring my idea of a Mother's day week!&lt;br /&gt;We have some fun things to do tomorrow, look for a good post!&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/1824219066158312919-1737801963247804716?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/1737801963247804716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=1737801963247804716' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1737801963247804716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/1737801963247804716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-week-so-far.html' title='This week so far...'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTTXeVfMuI/AAAAAAAADdw/jHaMimjsqrY/s72-c/IMG_9647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-9189057456527965979</id><published>2009-05-08T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:21:29.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CVS run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTMidszmwI/AAAAAAAADdo/LF-_rlp8s7k/s1600-h/IMG_9667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTMidszmwI/AAAAAAAADdo/LF-_rlp8s7k/s320/IMG_9667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today's run was not as fun as last weeks.  I ended up taking all 4 kids since I had to drop a RX off  for Cole.  In order to get the $25 gift card for the new RX I had to wait till they could fill it.  Of course there were lines every where and nothing was done in quickly.  Luckily the manager has gotten to know me and he honored the coupons and prices on all of the cereal even though it wasn't ringing up that way.  (The usual checker was even telling him that certain cereals weren't supposed to be on sale.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up spending about $7 out of pocket for 9 boxes of cereal and my normally $20 allergy medicine.  I have a gift card with $3.46 still on it and another $25 gift card ready for me on the 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; when my other RX can be filled.  Not bad!&lt;/em&gt;&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/1824219066158312919-9189057456527965979?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/9189057456527965979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=9189057456527965979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9189057456527965979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/9189057456527965979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/05/cvs-run.html' title='CVS run'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/SgTMidszmwI/AAAAAAAADdo/LF-_rlp8s7k/s72-c/IMG_9667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-4534508990611439278</id><published>2009-05-04T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:49:45.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sf-xyGQo_3I/AAAAAAAADcw/4u2uYmi9FCs/s1600-h/IMG_9577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332175958061940594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sf-xyGQo_3I/AAAAAAAADcw/4u2uYmi9FCs/s320/IMG_9577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture of the time on the way to the race.  Yes, that is 4:40 AM.  Darren kept saying only crazy people get up this early to run 13 or 26 miles! &lt;br /&gt;It was freezing, and just the walk to the shuttle was at least a mile or more.&lt;br /&gt;I had to laugh when I saw the shuttle was a school bus.&lt;br /&gt;We made sure to hit the port a potty before going to the start line.  So did the other 8,000 people entered in the race.  I couldn't believe the DJ when he said there were that many people entered.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like we waited forever for 6:30 to come, and then they said we would be starting about 5 min late.  That turned into 8 minutes because a helicopter was coming over to take a picture of us all.&lt;br /&gt;It was exciting and all, but I wanted to get the race done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sf-xx_OSPPI/AAAAAAAADco/osOgF_clBC8/s1600-h/me+and+d+at+start+line.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332175956173012210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sf-xx_OSPPI/AAAAAAAADco/osOgF_clBC8/s320/me+and+d+at+start+line.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture of us before we got all sweaty and exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;We finally got started, it took about 2 minutes just to get to the start line.  It thinned out quickly and everyone got their pace.  Darren sped of in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;It was so cold, I thought I would be fine to run in my long sleeves.  By mile 2 I was peeling it off.  Making me put my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GU&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chap stick&lt;/span&gt; in my sports bra and having to take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; off and replace&lt;br /&gt;it, all while still running.  Then I realized my number is now on my behind and not my shirt, oh well.  I forgot how bad the humidity makes me sweat.&lt;br /&gt;We heard the course only had one hill.  Boy was that a lie.  There were so many of them and the roads were all cracked and uneven.&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful place to run though.  We went right through Newport beach.  It was so cool to see all the people who lived there come out and cheer us on.&lt;br /&gt;I saw some crazy things throughout the run.  One lady when off to the side when we were running through a wetland, and peed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; there, she didn't even hide behind a bush.  Now, that is hard core!  There were some funny Phoebe, from Friends type runners too.&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6-8 just flew by and I was in the groove.  Then the most humongous hill I have ever seen came at mile 9 and a half.  It was awful!  Once I got half way up I had to walk!&lt;br /&gt;By mile 12 I was pretty spent.  My knees had never hurt so badly!&lt;br /&gt;I saw a sign that said, "pain is temporary, your time is on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; forever!"  I love it!  I kept on going, knowing the end was in sight. &lt;br /&gt;Mile 13, gosh that  last .1 mile seemed like it took forever!&lt;br /&gt;It was complete chaos at the finish line.  I was kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in my time.  Then I heard the DJ announce right after that the first finisher for the full was just finishing.  What the heck! &lt;br /&gt;My official time was 2 hours, 22 minutes and 11 seconds.  After thinking about it for the rest of the day and seeing on the website, that I finished right in the middle, I am pretty dang proud of myself for my first attempt on such a hard feat!&lt;br /&gt;Darren of course, kicked my butt.  His official time was 2 hours, 11 min, but he waited for the potty for 10 minutes.  So he is calling it 2 hours and 1 minute.&lt;br /&gt;It was a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;Until we left and couldn't remember where we parked.  Who pays attention to that at 4:40 in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;We walked like 2 miles just looking for the dang thing. &lt;br /&gt;We are both pretty dang sore today.  My knees barely hold me up.  I feel so old.&lt;br /&gt;I think my system is just beat down.  I now have a cold or a sinus infection.  What ever it is, I feel like crap. &lt;br /&gt;When I get feeling better, a new training begins.  What is in the works?&lt;br /&gt;-thinking about the half at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt; over Labor Day weekend&lt;br /&gt;-would like to start a little running group&lt;br /&gt;-tossing around the idea of the full marathon here in Vegas in December- or just the half&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to join me??&lt;br /&gt;Darren- he has decided to never run another race in his lifetime!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1824219066158312919-4534508990611439278?l=themecham5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/feeds/4534508990611439278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1824219066158312919&amp;postID=4534508990611439278' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4534508990611439278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1824219066158312919/posts/default/4534508990611439278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themecham5.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-race.html' title='The BIG race'/><author><name>Missy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153495847178702347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-sfksitNm4/TXhp2THTftI/AAAAAAAAFHE/RG-Ey8hN4T4/s220/364.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sf-xyGQo_3I/AAAAAAAADcw/4u2uYmi9FCs/s72-c/IMG_9577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1824219066158312919.post-1148868580607068200</id><published>2009-05-04T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:19:34.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The trip to Cali</title><content type='html'>We got to Irvine on Friday.  Cherise and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mando&lt;/span&gt; were great to let us stay with them.  It was a little crazy with 6 kids in one place, but it was nice to be able to spend lots of time with them.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice not to have to be anywhere other than the race.  We kind of just laid low.  We ate lots of bad for you food, played at a couple different parks, watched Marc's baseball game,  hit the swap meet, went to the pool, and heard lots of tattle telling. ha ha &lt;br /&gt;Here is the girls' big find at the swap meet.  I think they might be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mulan&lt;/span&gt; for Halloween.  Well, Chloe at least.&lt;br /&gt;Their umbrellas are already broken, which we knew would happen.&lt;br /&gt;When we were paying for their outfits, Luke sees the girls trying them on and loudly says, "you look Chinese!"  Cherise and I wanted to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sf-sLnKkUgI/AAAAAAAADcI/XmjVyg0-8mo/s1600-h/IMG_9564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332169799321801218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sf-sLnKkUgI/AAAAAAAADcI/XmjVyg0-8mo/s320/IMG_9564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think they are just the cutest things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sf-sLf4mf8I/AAAAAAAADcA/qqynGnL_i8U/s1600-h/IMG_9569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332169797367398338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tFO2BAKsGeg/Sf-sLf4mf8I/AAAAAAAADcA/qqynGnL_i8U/s320/IMG_9569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Cherise's big find at the swap meet.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ChamWow&lt;/span&gt;.  It is the funniest thing.  The guy selling him does his own experiment to show you how well it soaks up any liquid.  You can even use if on humans, it says.  She had to wash the window to prove to Darren that it real
