<?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-34099403</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:22:54.714-08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='Me'/><category term='Reading'/><category term='Gramma'/><category term='Evan'/><category term='elk'/><category term='Jenny'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='Jimmy and V'/><category term='Kyle School'/><category term='trips'/><category term='Family'/><category term='St. Louis outings'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='Mr. Soccer'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Sundays'/><category term='Jamie'/><category term='House'/><category term='Kiddie Kandids'/><category term='Soccer'/><category term='Pool'/><category term='Kyle'/><category term='missionary work'/><category term='Mischief'/><category term='Angels'/><category term='journal'/><category term='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='Medical School'/><category term='Grateful'/><category term='Lance'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Handyman'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='All'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Sleeping'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='Jace'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Cabin'/><category term='Lance Quotes'/><category term='Relief Society'/><category term='Camille'/><category term='Lessons Learned'/><category term='school'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='Camo'/><category term='Advice'/><category term='Dr. Martin'/><category term='Stuck'/><category term='Mommy'/><category term='Judy'/><category term='Residency'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='hunting'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Jared'/><category term='Helpers'/><category term='Cami'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Gramma Kimmy and GG'/><category term='violin'/><category term='Loving sibs'/><title type='text'>Martinfam6</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>452</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6047469981529799444</id><published>2012-01-06T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T21:44:56.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cami's THREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-SFzFImGg8/Twfb39MBJvI/AAAAAAAAD30/nxyGGvz29aM/s1600/103_3684%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-SFzFImGg8/Twfb39MBJvI/AAAAAAAAD30/nxyGGvz29aM/s400/103_3684%255B1%255D" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wP_wLy2gNQ4/TwfgAmuUH6I/AAAAAAAAD38/OJO6yG6HtYQ/s1600/103_3690%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wP_wLy2gNQ4/TwfgAmuUH6I/AAAAAAAAD38/OJO6yG6HtYQ/s320/103_3690%255B1%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I asked what kind of birthday party she wanted, she said, "Pink!"&amp;nbsp; So easy to please.&amp;nbsp; I can do pink, and have fun at the same time ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6FXqCKa20yo/TwfgjK0YNtI/AAAAAAAAD4E/ON3uTg_kOWc/s1600/103_3697%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6FXqCKa20yo/TwfgjK0YNtI/AAAAAAAAD4E/ON3uTg_kOWc/s320/103_3697%255B1%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QmyJXvY8Wk4/TwfhCvG7SvI/AAAAAAAAD4M/QIXfWQxCtfU/s1600/103_3699%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QmyJXvY8Wk4/TwfhCvG7SvI/AAAAAAAAD4M/QIXfWQxCtfU/s320/103_3699%255B1%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iNUVasTU0Fk/TwfhhwT4LqI/AAAAAAAAD4U/aLJh69ipbQA/s320/103_3702%255B1%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty.&amp;nbsp; This is Cami's best friend, Kylie.&amp;nbsp; They adore one another.&amp;nbsp; It is so sweet to watch.&amp;nbsp; When Cami has her hair curled, she says it looks like Kylie's.&amp;nbsp; Kylie's family came &amp;nbsp;over to celebrate with us.&amp;nbsp; Her&amp;nbsp;dad is also a resident, same year as Jared, in radiology. &amp;nbsp; And her brother goes to the same preschool that Kyle goes to. &amp;nbsp;Kylie gave Cami the dress&amp;nbsp;up outfits, and they "had a ball" trying them on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQJLTc_TGVs/Twpy8JATGfI/AAAAAAAAD4k/kwfCva627P0/s1600/103_3703%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQJLTc_TGVs/Twpy8JATGfI/AAAAAAAAD4k/kwfCva627P0/s320/103_3703%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle showing Cami how the baby fits in the carrier from Jared's parents.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkh2pvNUJwM/TwpzouYnmtI/AAAAAAAAD40/In9ZWZ2jSKQ/s1600/103_3706%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkh2pvNUJwM/TwpzouYnmtI/AAAAAAAAD40/In9ZWZ2jSKQ/s320/103_3706%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Putting the crown on this baby from Beauty and the Beast.&amp;nbsp; Cami picked this out over the Christmas season while we were supposed to be picking out her toy she was to give Kyle.&amp;nbsp; She loved this. and insisted that we buy it.&amp;nbsp; Would have been easier to just buy it then and there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I went back later&amp;nbsp;and bought it (with the grandparent $$!).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGM146YEZhw/TwpzSoS36cI/AAAAAAAAD4s/BT8ANUtVPks/s1600/103_3705%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGM146YEZhw/TwpzSoS36cI/AAAAAAAAD4s/BT8ANUtVPks/s320/103_3705%255B1%255D.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ8JS1bu2mE/Twp2VnOZAEI/AAAAAAAAD5E/EXSXdwsVZ90/s1600/103_3710%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ8JS1bu2mE/Twp2VnOZAEI/AAAAAAAAD5E/EXSXdwsVZ90/s320/103_3710%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&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/34099403-6047469981529799444?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6047469981529799444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2012/01/camis-three.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6047469981529799444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6047469981529799444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2012/01/camis-three.html' title='Cami&apos;s THREE!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-SFzFImGg8/Twfb39MBJvI/AAAAAAAAD30/nxyGGvz29aM/s72-c/103_3684%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7975693115931905035</id><published>2012-01-06T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T21:52:09.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dad! Luv! Jared!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vnu8WoVafwQ/Twfa6php5BI/AAAAAAAAD3k/8Ehh0-g-WKM/s1600/103_3679%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vnu8WoVafwQ/Twfa6php5BI/AAAAAAAAD3k/8Ehh0-g-WKM/s320/103_3679%255B1%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j6rkxuGHbQE/TwfbTFHRXCI/AAAAAAAAD3s/iP2EDodSDuA/s1600/103_3680%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j6rkxuGHbQE/TwfbTFHRXCI/AAAAAAAAD3s/iP2EDodSDuA/s320/103_3680%255B1%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;29 and a half?&amp;nbsp; Right?&amp;nbsp; It's hard to keep count anymore, but that sounds about right.&amp;nbsp; He got home after a long day at work to kids waiting up past their bedtime to sing to him and watch him open presents.&amp;nbsp; He got a cool hunting shirt from my parents, something special from his parents that he got early and I can't remember what he said it was, cuz I'm an awesome wife that listens intently to her husband at all times.&amp;nbsp; He got some nice jeans from Cabela's from my grandparents, and an awesome, cool rug from Cabela's, for the elk room from all of us.&amp;nbsp; I'm sorry I didn't get a picture of it, will post later.&amp;nbsp; Jared was so exhausted he went to bed pretty soon after presents were opened and cake was eaten.&amp;nbsp; I love the pic of Jace singing his heart out to his Dad.&amp;nbsp; Ah, he loves him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7975693115931905035?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7975693115931905035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-dad-luv-jared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7975693115931905035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7975693115931905035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-dad-luv-jared.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dad! Luv! Jared!!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vnu8WoVafwQ/Twfa6php5BI/AAAAAAAAD3k/8Ehh0-g-WKM/s72-c/103_3679%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6150943394162739921</id><published>2011-10-19T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:47:01.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lance's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ9oal91B8U/Tp-PiSXV25I/AAAAAAAAD1I/XCpmIpqU938/s1600/100_3208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ9oal91B8U/Tp-PiSXV25I/AAAAAAAAD1I/XCpmIpqU938/s320/100_3208.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really was a lot of fun to make!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqGvHFtLh2I/Tp-P2qM3VvI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/--iiwbYvlhY/s1600/100_3210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqGvHFtLh2I/Tp-P2qM3VvI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/--iiwbYvlhY/s320/100_3210.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VSNJLx-7wAQ/Tp-QPyY5ecI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/W1WDJ6bnl4o/s1600/100_3211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VSNJLx-7wAQ/Tp-QPyY5ecI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/W1WDJ6bnl4o/s320/100_3211.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lance's whole 1st Grade class was invited.&amp;nbsp; It's a great way to make friends at the beginning of the school year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0pmqqpp2rU8/Tp-QdconQyI/AAAAAAAAD1g/5YtIpOLjQYk/s1600/100_3216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0pmqqpp2rU8/Tp-QdconQyI/AAAAAAAAD1g/5YtIpOLjQYk/s320/100_3216.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watermelon Relay - We played this last year at Jace's party, and it was one of the games Lance wanted to be sure and play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RU-ZSMT563U/Tp-Ql8EmOII/AAAAAAAAD1o/WaVq3jQj55g/s1600/100_3224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RU-ZSMT563U/Tp-Ql8EmOII/AAAAAAAAD1o/WaVq3jQj55g/s320/100_3224.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For that smile, that's&amp;nbsp;why we do&amp;nbsp;these crazy parties :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_odm-z6UEA/Tp-QwltEFrI/AAAAAAAAD1w/sUL4KQFn63Y/s1600/100_3215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_odm-z6UEA/Tp-QwltEFrI/AAAAAAAAD1w/sUL4KQFn63Y/s320/100_3215.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lOVBYGh64nk/Tp-Q6iTwnaI/AAAAAAAAD14/U9ZEsiX2MbM/s1600/100_3225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lOVBYGh64nk/Tp-Q6iTwnaI/AAAAAAAAD14/U9ZEsiX2MbM/s320/100_3225.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Lance!&amp;nbsp; We love you SO MUCH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-6150943394162739921?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6150943394162739921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/10/lances-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6150943394162739921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6150943394162739921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/10/lances-birthday.html' title='Lance&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQ9oal91B8U/Tp-PiSXV25I/AAAAAAAAD1I/XCpmIpqU938/s72-c/100_3208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-3719659260175734314</id><published>2011-10-09T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:03:00.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyle's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday, KYLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4XcN0wce0c/Tp-IYAKnTrI/AAAAAAAAD0o/qOARxW06KV8/s1600/1318200466280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4XcN0wce0c/Tp-IYAKnTrI/AAAAAAAAD0o/qOARxW06KV8/s1600/1318200466280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T Rex feet stilts.&amp;nbsp; Did you get to do this as a kid?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If not you have MISSED OUT!! (big food storage cans with twine&amp;nbsp;tied to them)&amp;nbsp; I LOVED racing on these during field day at school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, the boys are wearing their dinosaur masks we made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MbAXwHbQ-oI/Tp-IdIG0jMI/AAAAAAAAD0w/1NgenmPyGzc/s1600/1318210555412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MbAXwHbQ-oI/Tp-IdIG0jMI/AAAAAAAAD0w/1NgenmPyGzc/s400/1318210555412.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE this one!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1DXyaMmVst8/Tp-Ijrw4q1I/AAAAAAAAD04/mLevPJe6e0w/s1600/1318199646144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1DXyaMmVst8/Tp-Ijrw4q1I/AAAAAAAAD04/mLevPJe6e0w/s1600/1318199646144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8G6-nfTrGk0/Tp-InVaq2AI/AAAAAAAAD1A/yH0rgnmDS9s/s1600/1318212155416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8G6-nfTrGk0/Tp-InVaq2AI/AAAAAAAAD1A/yH0rgnmDS9s/s1600/1318212155416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jace made the awesome, HUGE dinosaur decoration out of cardboard, paints, and an overhead projector I bought on Craigslist :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d4sIQ5FGN6s/TsCR_LPDuOI/AAAAAAAAD3I/vtxgaES5NeE/s1600/IMAG0733.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d4sIQ5FGN6s/TsCR_LPDuOI/AAAAAAAAD3I/vtxgaES5NeE/s320/IMAG0733.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HywYuUvEm6M/TsCSGO5U2VI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/9dnddhx_I54/s1600/IMAG0735.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HywYuUvEm6M/TsCSGO5U2VI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/9dnddhx_I54/s320/IMAG0735.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle pretending to be terrified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3yGM7yqvxc/TsCRyt0C2HI/AAAAAAAAD3A/DO143I4hAGA/s1600/IMAG0668.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3yGM7yqvxc/TsCRyt0C2HI/AAAAAAAAD3A/DO143I4hAGA/s320/IMAG0668.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;We had Kyle's bday party Friday, and it was dino-mite!  Jace made an awesome dinosaur traced onto Cardboard, that we used for both a decoration and "Pin the tail on the T-Rex" (since we couldn't fit the big animal's tail onto our relatively tiny piece of cardboard!  They had a T-Rex relay with stilts, or dinosaur feet.  And Lance's game he headed, "Don't Crack the Dinosaur Egg", using a balloon that everyone had to keep in the air so that it wouldn't fall and "crack".  Lance did a great job explaining the game to everyone.  Cami blew out the candles the first time, for Kyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt; I made a yummy banana cake.&amp;nbsp; Here's the recipe - cuz Jared loved it and I may have to make it again someday.  'Cept the frosting.  I bought Cream Cheese frosting ready made and added food coloring.  So much easier and yummy enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What You Need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg.        (2-layer size) yellow cake mix&lt;br /&gt;1 cup         mashed ripe bananas (about 3)&lt;br /&gt;1 cupBREAKSTONE'S or KNUDSEN Sour Cream&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cupoil&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg.         (8 oz.) PHILADELPHIA Cream Cheese, softened&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cupbutter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg.         (16 oz.) powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup        finely chopped PLANTERS Walnuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEAT oven to 350°F.&lt;br /&gt;BEAT first 5 ingredients with mixer on low speed just until moistened, stopping frequently to scrape bottom and side of bowl. Beat on medium speed 2 min. Pour into greased and floured 13x9-inch pan.   &lt;br /&gt;BAKE 35 min. or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean. Cool completely.   &lt;br /&gt;BEAT cream cheese and butter with mixer until well blended. Gradually beat in sugar.   &lt;br /&gt;REMOVE cake from pan. Carefully cut cake crosswise in half using serrated knife. Place 1 cake half, top-side down, on plate; spread with some of the cream cheese frosting. Top with remaining cake half, top-side up. Spread top and sides with remaining frosting.  Press nuts into sides.  Keep refrigerated.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-3719659260175734314?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/3719659260175734314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-we-had-kyles-bday-party-friday-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3719659260175734314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3719659260175734314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-we-had-kyles-bday-party-friday-and.html' title='Kyle&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4XcN0wce0c/Tp-IYAKnTrI/AAAAAAAAD0o/qOARxW06KV8/s72-c/1318200466280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6541576099389107007</id><published>2011-09-23T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:40:26.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Braggin' Rights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LZ9eYBGZjw/Tn1SqMwXf6I/AAAAAAAADz8/2DWT023p_IE/s1600/IMAG0506%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LZ9eYBGZjw/Tn1SqMwXf6I/AAAAAAAADz8/2DWT023p_IE/s320/IMAG0506%255B1%255D.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few things I'd like to keep record of :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jared got awarded "Resident of the Month".&amp;nbsp; He works hard! Way to go, Dr. Martin!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's also going to be on the Oprah Winfrey Network sometime in October, on a Sat.&amp;nbsp; I received a phone call asking his job title.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He will&amp;nbsp;be in an episode of "Sweetheart's Homecoming"&amp;nbsp; Episode 3.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jace scored in the top 1% in the nation on last year's MAPS tests.  Way to Go, Jace!  I told him not to let it go to his head.  He's really becoming a teenager lately :)  In a good way, of course.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One night&amp;nbsp;I played Paul Cardall's "Sacred Piano" music&amp;nbsp;to help Lance fall&amp;nbsp;asleep at bedtime.&amp;nbsp; When I checked on him a bit later, he told me that the music made him feel the Spirit.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;asked him how he knew it was the Spirit, and he said, "my eyes got kind of watery".&amp;nbsp; Awww!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kyle is counting down the days until his 5th Birthday next month.&amp;nbsp; He is really getting excited for it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jace scored in the top 1% in the nation on last year's MAPS tests.  Way to Go, Jace!  I told him not to let it go to his head.  He's really becoming a teenager lately :)  In a good way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-6541576099389107007?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6541576099389107007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/09/braggin-rights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6541576099389107007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6541576099389107007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/09/braggin-rights.html' title='Braggin&apos; Rights'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LZ9eYBGZjw/Tn1SqMwXf6I/AAAAAAAADz8/2DWT023p_IE/s72-c/IMAG0506%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-4750539704383362703</id><published>2011-08-15T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T22:38:54.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary, Mom and Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BS7mmbsOSlk/Tkn_DVTo9oI/AAAAAAAADzw/GRQLyBfogos/s1600/wedding+1975.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BS7mmbsOSlk/Tkn_DVTo9oI/AAAAAAAADzw/GRQLyBfogos/s640/wedding+1975.jpg" width="506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sealed for time and all eternity in the Provo, UT&amp;nbsp;Temple, 1975&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thAOIqTloEk/Tkn_rlRk8oI/AAAAAAAADz0/Ek-t6gu35QQ/s1600/SEEDATA_03242007_192932_STEVE.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-thAOIqTloEk/Tkn_rlRk8oI/AAAAAAAADz0/Ek-t6gu35QQ/s400/SEEDATA_03242007_192932_STEVE.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still&amp;nbsp;smiling (er,&amp;nbsp;laughing!)&amp;nbsp;today!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations, Mom and Dad!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-4750539704383362703?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/4750539704383362703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-anniversary-mom-and-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4750539704383362703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4750539704383362703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-anniversary-mom-and-dad.html' title='Happy Anniversary, Mom and Dad!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BS7mmbsOSlk/Tkn_DVTo9oI/AAAAAAAADzw/GRQLyBfogos/s72-c/wedding+1975.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8425233097222353617</id><published>2011-08-14T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T15:02:37.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cami'/><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauty in Pink</title><content type='html'>Today when we returned home from church, Cami was asleep in her carseat, and I took her to soft, comfy bed, without even changing her out of her clothes.&amp;nbsp; I looked at her for a minute, all in pink (she picked the dress this morning), asleep, and I remembered...&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ld1SMG7f0Oc/Tkg9WppqFII/AAAAAAAADzY/Aldd9mqyzeQ/s1600/asleep+at+cabin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ld1SMG7f0Oc/Tkg9WppqFII/AAAAAAAADzY/Aldd9mqyzeQ/s320/asleep+at+cabin.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmMK9w51mAY/Tkg9Ycqe3oI/AAAAAAAADzc/eiJm-M9W5Yo/s1600/100_4138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmMK9w51mAY/Tkg9Ycqe3oI/AAAAAAAADzc/eiJm-M9W5Yo/s320/100_4138.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;she &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; this blanket (made by Nancy L.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2mp4CH75YRQ/Tkg9hcQHf2I/AAAAAAAADzg/zsmHpPa_KNY/s1600/100_5849.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2mp4CH75YRQ/Tkg9hcQHf2I/AAAAAAAADzg/zsmHpPa_KNY/s320/100_5849.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;...and my angel Gramma, her great-grandmother, whom she was named after, when she held her in her arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYqj9L4OvKk/Tkg-DZx3SsI/AAAAAAAADzk/SGw5gWuhqS0/s1600/100_3172%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYqj9L4OvKk/Tkg-DZx3SsI/AAAAAAAADzk/SGw5gWuhqS0/s400/100_3172%255B1%255D" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ah!&amp;nbsp; Time is flying too fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xiopoE94sxE/TkhAJjBGYOI/AAAAAAAADzo/dmm1Zcldaks/s1600/100_3170%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xiopoE94sxE/TkhAJjBGYOI/AAAAAAAADzo/dmm1Zcldaks/s640/100_3170%255B1%255D" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(her cheeks match the dress - it was hot out there!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_QWpFWfczo/TkhAkSWaxQI/AAAAAAAADzs/hc5zR1ha6SM/s1600/100_3174%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C_QWpFWfczo/TkhAkSWaxQI/AAAAAAAADzs/hc5zR1ha6SM/s400/100_3174%255B1%255D" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( same blanket!&amp;nbsp;:)&amp;nbsp; Plus, though she has to speak up and sometimes get quite loud to be heard in this houseful of boys, her brothers still love her. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-8425233097222353617?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8425233097222353617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/08/sleeping-beauty-in-pink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8425233097222353617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8425233097222353617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/08/sleeping-beauty-in-pink.html' title='Sleeping Beauty in Pink'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ld1SMG7f0Oc/Tkg9WppqFII/AAAAAAAADzY/Aldd9mqyzeQ/s72-c/asleep+at+cabin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-3021973524416069009</id><published>2011-07-16T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T21:28:08.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditto</title><content type='html'>...To what she said.&amp;nbsp; I was reading one of my favorite blogs just now, written by another mother that lost a child, and when she shared the things she misses and wishes could have been, I completely knew what she meant.&amp;nbsp; I wish Jace could have a buddy like Kyle and Lance have each other.&amp;nbsp; Just yesterday, Jace gave me another piece of clothing that was too small for him, and when I went to the boys' room (Lance and Kyle), realized once&amp;nbsp;again, that I can't just put it in Lance's drawer, but it would go in "Evan's box" up in the&amp;nbsp;closet - clothing that is right between Jace and Lance's size.&amp;nbsp; This time I said it out loud for Jace to hear.&amp;nbsp; "Wish you were here to wear these, Evan.&amp;nbsp; We miss you!"&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie's writings are so inspiring.&amp;nbsp; Read on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="date-header"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thursday, July 14, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="date-posts"&gt; &lt;div class="post-outer" closure_uid_8qhkkb="1"&gt; &lt;div class="post hentry"&gt;&lt;a href="" name="8852489044663306777"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://adailyscoop.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-i-am-missing.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc3300;"&gt;What I Am  Missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header"&gt; &lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;Sometimes  my mind leaves the here and now and wanders to the dangerous land of Couldabeen.  In this place I see all the things I am missing. Walking through children's  clothing stores I see the adorable little girl clothes. My mind instantly misses  the little baby girl I could have been dressing in those clothes. My other girls  are all shopping in the big girl section now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milestones are particularly  difficult. An inner voice whispers to my soul, she would have been 4 and saying  those funny things and doing those adorable tricks. She would be starting  Kindergarten next year. She would be Lauren's buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see kids her age.  I watch them and feel sorrow that my little girl isn't able to learn and grow  and experience all they are experiencing. I am sorry for her and for me not  being able to experience these milestones of life with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such a  moment the other day. But this time, in the quiet sorrow in my soul that  followed the thought of pity at her missing out, there came a feeling. It was a  feeling of thrilling joy and exhilaration, but not my own. It was her joy. I  could sense it like you can feel the energy off of someone who is really excited  about some thing. It was the same sense of joy I had from her the when she  finally passed away. She was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thought came to my  mind,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, Mom, if only you could see&lt;br /&gt;the things I am doing  now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that my sorrow fled.&lt;br /&gt;I realized I am not missing what  she would have been.&lt;br /&gt;If anything, I am missing all she has become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://adailyscoop.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-i-am-missing.html"&gt;http://adailyscoop.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-i-am-missing.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-3021973524416069009?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/3021973524416069009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/07/ditto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3021973524416069009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3021973524416069009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/07/ditto.html' title='Ditto'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-1403238106326790233</id><published>2011-07-16T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T18:28:54.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Martin'/><title type='text'>Way to Go, Jared!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMJQ8ptLqo0/TiI6n4QTT8I/AAAAAAAADzU/2ceNkdT9KGk/s1600/DSC_9668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMJQ8ptLqo0/TiI6n4QTT8I/AAAAAAAADzU/2ceNkdT9KGk/s320/DSC_9668.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The patients in the hospital Jared works in have the opportunity to fill out comment cards about their experience there.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few of the comments that were made.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. John Doe:&lt;br /&gt;-“He made me laugh even though I thought my life was ruined.”&lt;br /&gt;-“ He was very helpful and made sure I had a full understanding of my OB&lt;br /&gt;care and my unborn baby health”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding Dr. Jane Doe-&lt;br /&gt;-“ She was very friendly and helpful with the information provided”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Regarding Dr. Martin-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;-“I love Dr. Martin”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;-“ Dr. Martin is awesome.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;- “Dr. Martin spends time talking with me and explained things.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;-“ Dr. Martin is nice and talks to me and let’s me ask questions.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-1403238106326790233?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/1403238106326790233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/07/way-to-go-jared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1403238106326790233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1403238106326790233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/07/way-to-go-jared.html' title='Way to Go, Jared!!!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMJQ8ptLqo0/TiI6n4QTT8I/AAAAAAAADzU/2ceNkdT9KGk/s72-c/DSC_9668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-701348790974433838</id><published>2011-07-04T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T15:15:28.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;W&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-425faf5ef5b42320" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D425faf5ef5b42320%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331694809%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77E7F9FEA3BDECA6FE630F6164B2A6856639C63A.594A5CF21E34DFCAAEF51AEF5893ABEBF17FED51%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D425faf5ef5b42320%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkTuw8i7jPJlBwf04OP-KBFnwHWM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D425faf5ef5b42320%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331694809%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77E7F9FEA3BDECA6FE630F6164B2A6856639C63A.594A5CF21E34DFCAAEF51AEF5893ABEBF17FED51%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D425faf5ef5b42320%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkTuw8i7jPJlBwf04OP-KBFnwHWM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We surprised Jace on Friday for his 11th birthday, just a few days early.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think we'd pull it off; he's so hard to fool, but look at his face!&amp;nbsp; He was so shocked, he forgot to smile!&amp;nbsp; His friends did an awesome job keeping it quiet, and all of them were able to be there!&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday, Jace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-701348790974433838?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/701348790974433838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/07/surprise.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/701348790974433838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/701348790974433838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/07/surprise.html' title='Surprise!!!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8736027258423862501</id><published>2011-06-05T21:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:31:09.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casey and Becca's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mCkBAAvSDYM/TexJ0v4XlMI/AAAAAAAADyM/VHSd6aRsLzw/s1600/100_2139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mCkBAAvSDYM/TexJ0v4XlMI/AAAAAAAADyM/VHSd6aRsLzw/s320/100_2139.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jared finishing the bathroom just in time for them!&amp;nbsp; (at least part of it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wUTcgxkshz4/TexKCEjVcEI/AAAAAAAADyQ/vvwm758n0tc/s1600/100_2144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wUTcgxkshz4/TexKCEjVcEI/AAAAAAAADyQ/vvwm758n0tc/s320/100_2144.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle and Casey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWFwP8OiKAQ/TexKO36JSlI/AAAAAAAADyU/x3T0_DLLDfA/s1600/100_2145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWFwP8OiKAQ/TexKO36JSlI/AAAAAAAADyU/x3T0_DLLDfA/s320/100_2145.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe there should be music to escort the new toilet through the living room on&amp;nbsp;a skateboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTv31pHUlQY/TexKngdZ7II/AAAAAAAADyY/XpCNoGstR-k/s1600/100_2167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTv31pHUlQY/TexKngdZ7II/AAAAAAAADyY/XpCNoGstR-k/s320/100_2167.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Jace's violin concert soon after Casey and Becca arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wfY4xnXQXNM/TexXbNS08xI/AAAAAAAADyc/qHeHt88N2OY/s1600/100_2191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wfY4xnXQXNM/TexXbNS08xI/AAAAAAAADyc/qHeHt88N2OY/s320/100_2191.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brothers catchin' up in the backyard while Jared grills some steaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZZrq8RxuDs/Texc7katCeI/AAAAAAAADzI/lWDwCRFUZik/s1600/DSCF3862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZZrq8RxuDs/Texc7katCeI/AAAAAAAADzI/lWDwCRFUZik/s320/DSCF3862.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grant's Farm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gLUB1NSkmVs/TexXuLz95DI/AAAAAAAADyg/iQlXXreqGR8/s1600/100_2198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gLUB1NSkmVs/TexXuLz95DI/AAAAAAAADyg/iQlXXreqGR8/s320/100_2198.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinnertime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-msyPxvsK-QQ/TexYniEtJhI/AAAAAAAADyo/yvMREhGrwVA/s1600/100_2262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-msyPxvsK-QQ/TexYniEtJhI/AAAAAAAADyo/yvMREhGrwVA/s320/100_2262.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle and Cami fascinated with Casey watermelon slices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3aOvaS8NJnY/TexY-a-2oBI/AAAAAAAADys/qlNMtigmvBk/s1600/100_2265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3aOvaS8NJnY/TexY-a-2oBI/AAAAAAAADys/qlNMtigmvBk/s320/100_2265.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jcfQRM9dRo/TexZTosXI2I/AAAAAAAADyw/AWn-aN17raM/s1600/100_2272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jcfQRM9dRo/TexZTosXI2I/AAAAAAAADyw/AWn-aN17raM/s320/100_2272.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monday night dancing to, "Hey, Everybody, it's Family Night!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_1XUgQ_XghM/TexZstB52eI/AAAAAAAADy0/X9hnRtNWwoY/s1600/100_2275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_1XUgQ_XghM/TexZstB52eI/AAAAAAAADy0/X9hnRtNWwoY/s320/100_2275.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bowling on Xbox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juQBoWfDbzk/TexZ2G75mqI/AAAAAAAADy4/JUirbFjyamw/s1600/100_2277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-juQBoWfDbzk/TexZ2G75mqI/AAAAAAAADy4/JUirbFjyamw/s320/100_2277.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8Cb4WxxPO4/TexaQdq4YKI/AAAAAAAADy8/tQzklK7Inig/s1600/100_2299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8Cb4WxxPO4/TexaQdq4YKI/AAAAAAAADy8/tQzklK7Inig/s320/100_2299.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Dh1idwfnhQ/Texbf0YApvI/AAAAAAAADzA/DeWEYUvTD-s/s1600/100_2321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Dh1idwfnhQ/Texbf0YApvI/AAAAAAAADzA/DeWEYUvTD-s/s320/100_2321.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do the kids love rearranging Casey's face so much??&amp;nbsp; I have a pic of Kyle doing the same thing at this age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-USeDuSz-_7c/TexYH6NgVXI/AAAAAAAADyk/3poGS5WTkkI/s1600/100_2200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-USeDuSz-_7c/TexYH6NgVXI/AAAAAAAADyk/3poGS5WTkkI/s320/100_2200.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cami enjoys pictures on Casey's camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_iHc5q286TE/TexcCubXj4I/AAAAAAAADzE/H8QeSPYppY4/s1600/100_2350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_iHc5q286TE/TexcCubXj4I/AAAAAAAADzE/H8QeSPYppY4/s320/100_2350.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We're so grateful we could have Aunt Becca and Uncle Casey come visit!!&amp;nbsp; The kids are still talking about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-8736027258423862501?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8736027258423862501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/06/casey-and-beccas-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8736027258423862501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8736027258423862501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/06/casey-and-beccas-visit.html' title='Casey and Becca&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mCkBAAvSDYM/TexJ0v4XlMI/AAAAAAAADyM/VHSd6aRsLzw/s72-c/100_2139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8536281237593268005</id><published>2011-05-30T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T21:29:15.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCncQCsuxKA/TeRkAO3YlxI/AAAAAAAADxs/9-x-rwaeckA/s1600/0530110939a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCncQCsuxKA/TeRkAO3YlxI/AAAAAAAADxs/9-x-rwaeckA/s320/0530110939a.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, Casey for the picture.&amp;nbsp; It is so sweet to see Evan's grave being taken care of back in Utah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took a closer look, and first, I thought it was just tons and tons more&amp;nbsp;of white daisies for Evan.&amp;nbsp; Haha, just kidding :)&amp;nbsp; but then I asked Jared, "Is that snow?"&lt;br /&gt;That&amp;nbsp;question was answered on Facebook later when I read someone in Utah&amp;nbsp;complaining about the snow in May.&amp;nbsp; I guess I would complain, too, if I knew what I could be doing if it were warmer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Lance's face when he heard about the snow in Utah today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pCP8gSfy6Tw/TeRg1dZyriI/AAAAAAAADxU/npzhedHS9hM/s1600/100_2447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pCP8gSfy6Tw/TeRg1dZyriI/AAAAAAAADxU/npzhedHS9hM/s320/100_2447.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meanwhile, here in St Louis, it reached 94 degrees today.&amp;nbsp; The pool down the street had an open house with lots of yummy food, including pulled pork, hamburgers, hotdogs, etc.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know about the food and had to leave Jared and the kids to walk back home and take the lazagna out of the oven.&amp;nbsp; What a relief not to have many dishes to do when we got back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Csv1C-GeEh8/TeRfouMzTOI/AAAAAAAADxA/xU2vK-Ezz9Q/s320/100_2480.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so nice to have Dad come today!&amp;nbsp; He worked last night and got a few hours of sleep before I woke him up to come with us!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcMCpoy6m-k/TeRf8FKpDfI/AAAAAAAADxE/r9kHtHCXbCM/s1600/100_2477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcMCpoy6m-k/TeRf8FKpDfI/AAAAAAAADxE/r9kHtHCXbCM/s320/100_2477.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jace back diving&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jtDMABEKWVs/TeRgHbgl_PI/AAAAAAAADxI/UVtkxiQoHHs/s1600/100_2474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jtDMABEKWVs/TeRgHbgl_PI/AAAAAAAADxI/UVtkxiQoHHs/s320/100_2474.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lance walking on water&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0jdCt2BGUk/TeRgWvVlVpI/AAAAAAAADxM/pyZ0pVCRdtU/s1600/100_2458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0jdCt2BGUk/TeRgWvVlVpI/AAAAAAAADxM/pyZ0pVCRdtU/s320/100_2458.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle singing, "I believe I can fly!"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDEx1z-LIYw/TeRgpICdJtI/AAAAAAAADxQ/vDvDoDvmkL8/s1600/100_2448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDEx1z-LIYw/TeRgpICdJtI/AAAAAAAADxQ/vDvDoDvmkL8/s320/100_2448.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super Dad!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nj-ZcbelCKo/TeRhETvSIuI/AAAAAAAADxY/ZvzvjxUtbvE/s1600/100_2490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nj-ZcbelCKo/TeRhETvSIuI/AAAAAAAADxY/ZvzvjxUtbvE/s320/100_2490.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cami thought about it, and thought better, like her mom.&amp;nbsp; I'm a wimp for the cold water.&amp;nbsp; It gets warmer with the summer days, and I can wait for that.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcht3ANDdD0/TeRhM2OewzI/AAAAAAAADxc/lpLBPppUvxw/s1600/100_2485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcht3ANDdD0/TeRhM2OewzI/AAAAAAAADxc/lpLBPppUvxw/s320/100_2485.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jace believing he can...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMxFeL9HVCw/TeRj-SZnwHI/AAAAAAAADxo/nsK9Rvv_vdM/s1600/IMAG0144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMxFeL9HVCw/TeRj-SZnwHI/AAAAAAAADxo/nsK9Rvv_vdM/s320/IMAG0144.jpg" t8="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FVPDmUsDl1A/TeRju6djETI/AAAAAAAADxk/6WKSGXh2m5A/s1600/IMAG0150+-+Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FVPDmUsDl1A/TeRju6djETI/AAAAAAAADxk/6WKSGXh2m5A/s320/IMAG0150+-+Copy.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lance took this one.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'll frame it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I remember playing at the beach with Evan.&amp;nbsp; And hangin' with my Gramma in California.&amp;nbsp; And being at the cabin with Jared's grandparents, who bought the cabin many years ago.&amp;nbsp; I miss them each so much, and can't wait to see them again!&amp;nbsp; Surely there are pools, diving boards, and sunshine in Heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-8536281237593268005?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8536281237593268005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/memorial-day-2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8536281237593268005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8536281237593268005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/memorial-day-2011.html' title='Memorial Day 2011'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCncQCsuxKA/TeRkAO3YlxI/AAAAAAAADxs/9-x-rwaeckA/s72-c/0530110939a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-4491346902322250105</id><published>2011-05-17T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T22:40:06.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Kids' Bathroom Part 5:  It's USEABLE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So the goal was to have it useable by the time company arrives.&amp;nbsp; Mission accomplished!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1QbTkZTyv68/TdNWT45FEzI/AAAAAAAADws/UPagXwtjh20/s1600/100_2181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1QbTkZTyv68/TdNWT45FEzI/AAAAAAAADws/UPagXwtjh20/s400/100_2181.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IppZvfaGbOE/TdNWlAs5wEI/AAAAAAAADww/1yVke_YOIxc/s1600/100_2179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IppZvfaGbOE/TdNWlAs5wEI/AAAAAAAADww/1yVke_YOIxc/s400/100_2179.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Casey and Jared admiring our beautiful new vanity!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNFagMvjKnk/TdNYLn-Om8I/AAAAAAAADw4/3Ln0BFCWano/s1600/100_2182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNFagMvjKnk/TdNYLn-Om8I/AAAAAAAADw4/3Ln0BFCWano/s400/100_2182.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the faucet!!!&amp;nbsp; Jared isn't crazy about it.&amp;nbsp; We had a discussion about functionality versus looks, and I went for looks :)&amp;nbsp; Isn't it way cute?&lt;br /&gt;Backing up this story a step:&amp;nbsp; I bought a functional, stainless steel faucet a while ago, and Jared asked me if this is the faucet I really want.&amp;nbsp; I was just trying to get that shopping part done.&amp;nbsp; So I shopped around more and found this awesome bamboo one!&amp;nbsp; I figured, since I'm going with a beach theme in this bathroom, THIS IS PERFECT!&amp;nbsp; I was actually really excited about it, unlike the way I felt about the boring, functional one.&amp;nbsp; So, way to go, Jared, for sending me back to the store!!!&lt;br /&gt;And, way to go, honey, for putting our bathroom back to it's functionality!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IAm2wmVheB8/TdNbMhEsOJI/AAAAAAAADw8/8hS6dCUcRc8/s1600/100_1843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IAm2wmVheB8/TdNbMhEsOJI/AAAAAAAADw8/8hS6dCUcRc8/s320/100_1843.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's another fun fact:&amp;nbsp; Jared wasn't planning on starting this bathroom so soon after our last one was done.&amp;nbsp; He says I just started pounding away at it before he was ready.&amp;nbsp; Way to go, me and, actually more high fives to&amp;nbsp;Kyle!!!&amp;nbsp; Just think how pink it would be still, if I hadn't handed the hammer over to him!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-4491346902322250105?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/4491346902322250105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/kids-bathroom-part-5-its-useable.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4491346902322250105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4491346902322250105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/kids-bathroom-part-5-its-useable.html' title='Kids&apos; Bathroom Part 5:  It&apos;s USEABLE!!!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1QbTkZTyv68/TdNWT45FEzI/AAAAAAAADws/UPagXwtjh20/s72-c/100_2181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6563969760485863917</id><published>2011-05-15T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T21:02:43.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Gyros</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Ah, I miss the Utah State Fair.&amp;nbsp; We used to go every summer with Jared's family.&amp;nbsp; The food there was a big part of the fun for them.&amp;nbsp; I love the gyros we enjoyed.&amp;nbsp; I've always thought it would be fun someday to try making some.&amp;nbsp; Tonight, I did it.&amp;nbsp; With a big help from Jace.&amp;nbsp; The preparation time is estimated at 3 hrs., 45 min.&amp;nbsp; That was about right.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I'll be making this every week.&amp;nbsp; But it was good.&amp;nbsp; I found lamb meat at Sam's club.&amp;nbsp; Here's the recipe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tzatziki Sauce:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 ounces plain yogurt&lt;br /&gt;1 medium cucumber, peeled, seeded, and finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;Pinch kosher salt&lt;br /&gt;4 cloves garlic, finely minced&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon olive oil&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons red wine vinegar&lt;br /&gt;5 to 6 mint leaves, finely minced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place the yogurt in a tea towel, gather up the edges, suspend over a bowl, and drain for 2 hours in the refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;What?!&amp;nbsp; How in the world do I do that?!&amp;nbsp; So I gave Jace my paper towels filled with yogurt and asked him to figure it out.&amp;nbsp; He's a chip off the old block.&amp;nbsp; Here's what he came up with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keVmeNJ7-Ik/TdCfj2cAlJI/AAAAAAAADwk/kr9Il7tUmH0/s1600/100_2119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keVmeNJ7-Ik/TdCfj2cAlJI/AAAAAAAADwk/kr9Il7tUmH0/s320/100_2119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place the chopped cucumber in a tea towel and squeeze to remove the liquid; discard liquid. In a medium mixing bowl, combine the drained yogurt, cucumber, salt, garlic, olive oil, vinegar, and mint.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I used two bowls:&amp;nbsp; One with mint leaves, the other with fresh dill leaves.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They were both so yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Serve as a sauce for gyros. Store in the refrigerator in an airtight container for up to a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Meat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 medium onion, finely chopped or shredded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pounds ground lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon finely minced garlic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon dried marjoram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon dried ground rosemary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons kosher salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Here's the directions I want to try next time I make it.&amp;nbsp; But today,&amp;nbsp;I just cooked on the skillet.&amp;nbsp; I used paper towels instead of the tea towels.&amp;nbsp; Them Greeks must have had a lot of tea towels!&amp;nbsp; I found my paper towels to work just as good :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Process the onion in a food processor for 10 to 15 seconds and turn out into the center of a tea towel. Gather up the ends of the towel and squeeze until almost all of the juice is removed. Discard juice.&lt;br /&gt;Return the onion to the food processor and add the lamb, garlic, marjoram, rosemary, salt, and pepper and process until it is a fine paste, approximately 1 minute. Stop the processor as needed to scrape down sides of bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;I think I'll make this again on a day I have a LOTTA time on my hands!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-6563969760485863917?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6563969760485863917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/gyros.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6563969760485863917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6563969760485863917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/gyros.html' title='Gyros'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keVmeNJ7-Ik/TdCfj2cAlJI/AAAAAAAADwk/kr9Il7tUmH0/s72-c/100_2119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7196065710796826504</id><published>2011-05-14T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T19:35:01.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Kids' Bathroom Part Four: Plumbing Completed!</title><content type='html'>Well, at least for the vanity. Who needs plumbing in their shower anyway?&amp;nbsp; (it's only 50 yrs. old)&lt;br /&gt;I picked up our shower door this morning (yay!) I cannot wait to have the final touch on our bathroom done! Then we can totally move back in! It's been since Christmas! &amp;nbsp;Lance would say, "That's totally, like, in the day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I sealed the grout and Jared finished this beautiful new drain.&amp;nbsp; Previously, he moved the copper piping over so it would fit into our vanity and the drawers don't any pipes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl1Hez-_g20/Tc9jF4dLe8I/AAAAAAAADwY/jVjeZK4563A/s1600/100_2102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl1Hez-_g20/Tc9jF4dLe8I/AAAAAAAADwY/jVjeZK4563A/s320/100_2102.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Voila!&amp;nbsp; Jared's plumbing work completed.&amp;nbsp; Just need to drywall over that... Oh, and put a vanity in.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BmKriT60-U/Tc9jTkAHRqI/AAAAAAAADwc/XExuAsb8i5A/s1600/100_2105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BmKriT60-U/Tc9jTkAHRqI/AAAAAAAADwc/XExuAsb8i5A/s320/100_2105.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&amp;nbsp;and a toilet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0F1QzPG80Rs/Tc9jfE5aiUI/AAAAAAAADwg/GuGQbUk61-s/s1600/100_2099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0F1QzPG80Rs/Tc9jfE5aiUI/AAAAAAAADwg/GuGQbUk61-s/s320/100_2099.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our plan is to have this bathroom useable by the time Casey and Becca get here from Utah (Jared's brother and his wife) on Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; Think it'll happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids are so excited!&amp;nbsp; Kyle wanted to know if they are bringing their horses.&amp;nbsp; I had to tell him they wouldn't fit on the plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7196065710796826504?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7196065710796826504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/part-four-plumbing-completed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7196065710796826504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7196065710796826504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/part-four-plumbing-completed.html' title='Kids&apos; Bathroom Part Four: Plumbing Completed!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl1Hez-_g20/Tc9jF4dLe8I/AAAAAAAADwY/jVjeZK4563A/s72-c/100_2102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-3322945312901437447</id><published>2011-05-14T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T22:18:16.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Part Three: Kid's Bathroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Doctor by day; Tiler, Plumber, you-name-it, by night.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--jkuGPyKO3k/Tc9ePV5RgRI/AAAAAAAADwI/G9dRl5vuA5g/s1600/100_1902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--jkuGPyKO3k/Tc9ePV5RgRI/AAAAAAAADwI/G9dRl5vuA5g/s400/100_1902.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6W2lszaRjA/Tc9fmN08wMI/AAAAAAAADwM/8sLQrRdovpc/s1600/100_2084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6W2lszaRjA/Tc9fmN08wMI/AAAAAAAADwM/8sLQrRdovpc/s400/100_2084.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0exwTLcFFw/Tc9fw8TAIeI/AAAAAAAADwQ/JhB3v0gYjIU/s1600/100_2085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0exwTLcFFw/Tc9fw8TAIeI/AAAAAAAADwQ/JhB3v0gYjIU/s400/100_2085.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, Hon!, Smile!&amp;nbsp; You're on camera!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ Here's the rest of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/kids-bathroom-part-1-demolition.html"&gt;Part One: Kids Bathroom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/part-two-more-helping-hands-still.html"&gt;Part Two: Demo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-3322945312901437447?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/3322945312901437447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/part-three-kids-bathroom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3322945312901437447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3322945312901437447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/part-three-kids-bathroom.html' title='Part Three: Kid&apos;s Bathroom'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--jkuGPyKO3k/Tc9ePV5RgRI/AAAAAAAADwI/G9dRl5vuA5g/s72-c/100_1902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-534112298163307743</id><published>2011-05-14T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T22:00:02.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Part Two:  More Helping Hands... Still Demolishing</title><content type='html'>The beginning of the story starts at﻿ &lt;a href="http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/kids-bathroom-part-1-demolition.html"&gt;Part One: Demolition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeFJ5Tu_620/Tc9U6NzDXYI/AAAAAAAADvk/4YzBshgAd8w/s1600/100_1862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeFJ5Tu_620/Tc9U6NzDXYI/AAAAAAAADvk/4YzBshgAd8w/s400/100_1862.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had to throw this one in from the last Demo Part One photo session cuz Kyle is so proud here!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cXb_EAAVFF4/Tc9VQdGkKKI/AAAAAAAADvo/BIBg35dPE3o/s1600/100_1871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cXb_EAAVFF4/Tc9VQdGkKKI/AAAAAAAADvo/BIBg35dPE3o/s400/100_1871.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minus a vanity.&amp;nbsp; Lance worked all afternoon after Kindergartin in here.&amp;nbsp; He really got into it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JeUC6PHTw6w/Tc9VhmiCdOI/AAAAAAAADvs/o-7y_3DKmxI/s1600/100_1878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JeUC6PHTw6w/Tc9VhmiCdOI/AAAAAAAADvs/o-7y_3DKmxI/s400/100_1878.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 Handy Hands standing where the toilet used to be.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvuE4PGRgow/Tc9VrrjpDdI/AAAAAAAADvw/cliZ0WosoA8/s1600/100_1879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvuE4PGRgow/Tc9VrrjpDdI/AAAAAAAADvw/cliZ0WosoA8/s400/100_1879.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oug2kEGa2dw/Tc9V334UcTI/AAAAAAAADv0/NiOu7hxRWsM/s1600/100_1880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oug2kEGa2dw/Tc9V334UcTI/AAAAAAAADv0/NiOu7hxRWsM/s400/100_1880.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MSwZ_B88Wr4/Tc9WCfWBkYI/AAAAAAAADv4/e_qUi9oIuM0/s1600/100_1882.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MSwZ_B88Wr4/Tc9WCfWBkYI/AAAAAAAADv4/e_qUi9oIuM0/s400/100_1882.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clean up, Clean up...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rYyQZcvKzvA/Tc9WQXQIYtI/AAAAAAAADv8/xnl7udip0Zc/s1600/100_1883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rYyQZcvKzvA/Tc9WQXQIYtI/AAAAAAAADv8/xnl7udip0Zc/s400/100_1883.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n0GarGgQ6xY/Tc9WcVXiADI/AAAAAAAADwA/2rl52DckTPQ/s1600/100_1886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n0GarGgQ6xY/Tc9WcVXiADI/AAAAAAAADwA/2rl52DckTPQ/s400/100_1886.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think these guys and gal&amp;nbsp;are really going to enjoy their bathroom THAT much more, knowing, and being a HUGE part of, all the work that this takes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="72" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KB-5mPZr9MY/Tc9aAl9lXhI/AAAAAAAADwE/nkqOnaajvLg/s320/100_1885.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 586px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 369px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KB-5mPZr9MY/Tc9aAl9lXhI/AAAAAAAADwE/nkqOnaajvLg/s1600/100_1885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KB-5mPZr9MY/Tc9aAl9lXhI/AAAAAAAADwE/nkqOnaajvLg/s400/100_1885.JPG" width="400" /&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/34099403-534112298163307743?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/534112298163307743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/part-two-more-helping-hands-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/534112298163307743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/534112298163307743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/05/part-two-more-helping-hands-still.html' title='Part Two:  More Helping Hands... Still Demolishing'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeFJ5Tu_620/Tc9U6NzDXYI/AAAAAAAADvk/4YzBshgAd8w/s72-c/100_1862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-2289400436535528176</id><published>2011-04-27T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:32:57.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Bathroom Part 1: Demolition</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--IPjXqqCaek/Tbj42wkDPcI/AAAAAAAADvE/uWaHnRghC8U/s1600/100_1855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--IPjXqqCaek/Tbj42wkDPcI/AAAAAAAADvE/uWaHnRghC8U/s400/100_1855.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give a boy a hammer and what have you got?&amp;nbsp; Demolition.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Also Cami doing what she does best.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bidding farewell to the pink bathroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-52RhPYxL2fg/Tbj5Z5AYDnI/AAAAAAAADvM/lG5GfmpaMAU/s1600/100_1840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-52RhPYxL2fg/Tbj5Z5AYDnI/AAAAAAAADvM/lG5GfmpaMAU/s320/100_1840.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGSQT2lweX4/Tbj5l6NW_eI/AAAAAAAADvQ/YeXiw48M4Hc/s1600/100_1836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGSQT2lweX4/Tbj5l6NW_eI/AAAAAAAADvQ/YeXiw48M4Hc/s320/100_1836.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YmYg3zkJk6o/Tbj5wRmUxDI/AAAAAAAADvU/uBxJ1hj_nSo/s1600/100_1838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YmYg3zkJk6o/Tbj5wRmUxDI/AAAAAAAADvU/uBxJ1hj_nSo/s320/100_1838.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Solid White tile is very hard to keep clean in a children's bathroom, where mud gets tracked in several times a day here during the wet season.&amp;nbsp; Goodbye!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6TwDsW0uvP0/Tbj598CuDGI/AAAAAAAADvY/BJeyXn96eOk/s1600/100_1849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6TwDsW0uvP0/Tbj598CuDGI/AAAAAAAADvY/BJeyXn96eOk/s320/100_1849.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First hits&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m0zw9xDfEl4/Tbj6IBOOKaI/AAAAAAAADvc/xc1MpY-j7rA/s1600/100_1861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m0zw9xDfEl4/Tbj6IBOOKaI/AAAAAAAADvc/xc1MpY-j7rA/s320/100_1861.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle posing his strong&amp;nbsp;muscles&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait for the next steps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-2289400436535528176?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/2289400436535528176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/kids-bathroom-part-1-demolition.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2289400436535528176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2289400436535528176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/kids-bathroom-part-1-demolition.html' title='Kids Bathroom Part 1: Demolition'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--IPjXqqCaek/Tbj42wkDPcI/AAAAAAAADvE/uWaHnRghC8U/s72-c/100_1855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7838074180785293647</id><published>2011-04-26T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:13:28.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Master Bath Remodel Part 3:  Just One Shower Door Away from Done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's done!&amp;nbsp; Well, except for&amp;nbsp;a shower door, but who needs those, anyway?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8cupHVo0c8Y/TbeinUJ_t3I/AAAAAAAADug/M1z1xbdO0uQ/s1600/100_1769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8cupHVo0c8Y/TbeinUJ_t3I/AAAAAAAADug/M1z1xbdO0uQ/s320/100_1769.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JczmvoQVNNo/Tbei4OfzPmI/AAAAAAAADuk/JHMUJzap-Zk/s1600/100_1770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JczmvoQVNNo/Tbei4OfzPmI/AAAAAAAADuk/JHMUJzap-Zk/s320/100_1770.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQq7xO8MDSc/Tbej3SIKEOI/AAAAAAAADu0/KXt9-OlQpsQ/s1600/100_1716.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQq7xO8MDSc/Tbej3SIKEOI/AAAAAAAADu0/KXt9-OlQpsQ/s320/100_1716.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two handymen.&amp;nbsp; Jace must be admiring the quality of his dad's work; or&amp;nbsp;perhaps just missing the&amp;nbsp;demolition days.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JTtBLHWymJk/TbejWcifrxI/AAAAAAAADus/kc_kV2xEYac/s1600/100_1720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JTtBLHWymJk/TbejWcifrxI/AAAAAAAADus/kc_kV2xEYac/s320/100_1720.JPG" style="cursor: move;" unselectable="on" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NO35LPgkCGQ/Tbejgipci7I/AAAAAAAADuw/ZW6A90iMhRg/s1600/100_1722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NO35LPgkCGQ/Tbejgipci7I/AAAAAAAADuw/ZW6A90iMhRg/s320/100_1722.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f7jrndO7z78/TbeqBq7tAHI/AAAAAAAADu4/6t-YxqwK_1E/s1600/100_0644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f7jrndO7z78/TbeqBq7tAHI/AAAAAAAADu4/6t-YxqwK_1E/s320/100_0644.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZwEE5IIsRg/Tbeqe_C-BBI/AAAAAAAADu8/MEsF_khz9RA/s1600/100_0682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZwEE5IIsRg/Tbeqe_C-BBI/AAAAAAAADu8/MEsF_khz9RA/s320/100_0682.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEeqsuNSuv0/TbejDQMiChI/AAAAAAAADuo/Dx_uC23fWOU/s1600/100_1772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEeqsuNSuv0/TbejDQMiChI/AAAAAAAADuo/Dx_uC23fWOU/s320/100_1772.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still researching brushed bronze shower doors.&amp;nbsp; Home Depot and Lowe's only had one kind to choose from and it's $500!&amp;nbsp; I know there's a better deal out there somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I'm not waiting.&amp;nbsp; Demo on the next bathroom begins Thursday!!&amp;nbsp; Jace can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For previous project pics click here: &lt;a href="http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/master-bath-remodel-demolition.html"&gt;Part One: Master Bath Remodel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;a href="http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/master-bath-remodel-part-2-jareds-week.html"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;PS - Below is a pic for my memory's sake of the tile that used to be here.&amp;nbsp; I didn't ever get a real "before" picture.&amp;nbsp; Aren't we cute together?&amp;nbsp; I remember thinking what a romantic time we were having, working on our full house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1htL30BejU/Tbj1vfgyhUI/AAAAAAAADvA/yg-1OHSiS5E/s1600/100_0613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1htL30BejU/Tbj1vfgyhUI/AAAAAAAADvA/yg-1OHSiS5E/s1600/100_0613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Day -&amp;nbsp;this bathroom was a gift from our families.&amp;nbsp; Thank you,&amp;nbsp;Mom, Dad, Granny and Grandad!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7838074180785293647?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7838074180785293647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/master-bath-remodel-part-3-just-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7838074180785293647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7838074180785293647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/master-bath-remodel-part-3-just-one.html' title='Master Bath Remodel Part 3:  Just One Shower Door Away from Done!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8cupHVo0c8Y/TbeinUJ_t3I/AAAAAAAADug/M1z1xbdO0uQ/s72-c/100_1769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8798069623829513729</id><published>2011-04-26T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:54:44.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><title type='text'>Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CjLbyvLT8cg/Tbee0oWHxAI/AAAAAAAADuc/zDrHTgx7m7g/s1600/100_1832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CjLbyvLT8cg/Tbee0oWHxAI/AAAAAAAADuc/zDrHTgx7m7g/s320/100_1832.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was exhausted today and had to take a rest during Cami's naptime.&amp;nbsp; When I woke up, this is what I found.&amp;nbsp; Cami had changed out of her pullups, put real underwear on, and replaced her pants, only backwards.&amp;nbsp; She must have joined her brothers for the movie and given up on staying awake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-8798069623829513729?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8798069623829513729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8798069623829513729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8798069623829513729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CjLbyvLT8cg/Tbee0oWHxAI/AAAAAAAADuc/zDrHTgx7m7g/s72-c/100_1832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7890341261530434590</id><published>2011-04-26T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:31:14.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jace'/><title type='text'>I Smell Trouble</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Don't try this at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o29CIMDeGqg/TbeXcoXyprI/AAAAAAAADuM/cC5emF_OzaI/s1600/100_1824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o29CIMDeGqg/TbeXcoXyprI/AAAAAAAADuM/cC5emF_OzaI/s320/100_1824.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S4W35pPmTUk/TbeXr-IsApI/AAAAAAAADuQ/A0TDokEmGvE/s1600/100_1822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S4W35pPmTUk/TbeXr-IsApI/AAAAAAAADuQ/A0TDokEmGvE/s320/100_1822.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_XbK-H3CKUY/TbeX-uxzHII/AAAAAAAADuU/1Gt76DQ3BPI/s1600/100_1827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_XbK-H3CKUY/TbeX-uxzHII/AAAAAAAADuU/1Gt76DQ3BPI/s320/100_1827.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dBmyzMUS8lg/TbeYQsTtqqI/AAAAAAAADuY/eQyNXzICs7Q/s1600/100_1821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dBmyzMUS8lg/TbeYQsTtqqI/AAAAAAAADuY/eQyNXzICs7Q/s320/100_1821.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jace was seriously stuck.&amp;nbsp; I had to get a few snaps with my camera from all angles&amp;nbsp;before pulling him out.&amp;nbsp; Luckily it was after bedtime for the younger 'uns&amp;nbsp;and, except for Kyle, who always has a hard time staying in his bed and promised not to try this, no one saw.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;What was he doing?&amp;nbsp; He said something about seeing how far he could go.&amp;nbsp; If he tries this again, I'm going to grab his toes and pull!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7890341261530434590?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7890341261530434590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-smell-trouble.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7890341261530434590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7890341261530434590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-smell-trouble.html' title='I Smell Trouble'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o29CIMDeGqg/TbeXcoXyprI/AAAAAAAADuM/cC5emF_OzaI/s72-c/100_1824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-2292009551778434196</id><published>2011-04-15T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T20:14:00.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relief Society'/><title type='text'>NieNie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i892.photobucket.com/albums/ac123/beautifymyblog/Buttons/87a4974f.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stephanie is speaking to our Relief&amp;nbsp;Society&amp;nbsp;Stake tomorrow in Chesterfield!&amp;nbsp; I've read her blog before moving here, but come to find out, her mom lives here in St Louis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jace was lost in her blog for a while one night.&amp;nbsp; She is so inspiring.&amp;nbsp; She helps me to be grateful that I can do boring household chores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Grab a box of tissues and click above if you haven't heard of her.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-2292009551778434196?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/2292009551778434196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/nie-nie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2292009551778434196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2292009551778434196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/nie-nie.html' title='NieNie'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i892.photobucket.com/albums/ac123/beautifymyblog/Buttons/th_87a4974f.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-1414036154498311902</id><published>2011-04-14T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:57:45.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sundays'/><title type='text'>Random Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JnV8Q6xH_8w/TaZ74kH9KpI/AAAAAAAADtk/ZpwuUt4hPPY/s1600/100_1596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JnV8Q6xH_8w/TaZ74kH9KpI/AAAAAAAADtk/ZpwuUt4hPPY/s640/100_1596.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jace playing with the Panoramic setting&amp;nbsp;on Family Night.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;The following pics are after church last Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Best time to catch them while they're still dressed up!&amp;nbsp; (Besides before church, which will&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;seldom&lt;/em&gt; happen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1TaI_Q_rjE/TaZ9t_K_rVI/AAAAAAAADto/QhyJVwldMAE/s1600/100_1638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1TaI_Q_rjE/TaZ9t_K_rVI/AAAAAAAADto/QhyJVwldMAE/s320/100_1638.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being Lance&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVIXzyCjL_Q/TaZ94OVUeqI/AAAAAAAADts/7MjOJ316cuE/s1600/100_1642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVIXzyCjL_Q/TaZ94OVUeqI/AAAAAAAADts/7MjOJ316cuE/s320/100_1642.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cami's brothers love her, too.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6j7bU-huaZo/TaZ-JdJwhoI/AAAAAAAADtw/3DJTjrQ_VMU/s1600/100_1651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6j7bU-huaZo/TaZ-JdJwhoI/AAAAAAAADtw/3DJTjrQ_VMU/s320/100_1651.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watch out, Kindergartners!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wK5eaPU78ME/TaaBx4X0h9I/AAAAAAAADt0/NAEpg1gt13g/s1600/100_1661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wK5eaPU78ME/TaaBx4X0h9I/AAAAAAAADt0/NAEpg1gt13g/s320/100_1661.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Dancin' Kyle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿&amp;nbsp; ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0ssF_IFs0I/TaaFq8OjhBI/AAAAAAAADuA/4vIMRU7Mt3c/s1600/100_1635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0ssF_IFs0I/TaaFq8OjhBI/AAAAAAAADuA/4vIMRU7Mt3c/s320/100_1635.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3loMlVqwtv0/TaaH8Ua0TtI/AAAAAAAADuE/ayylcEjNq-A/s1600/100_1648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3loMlVqwtv0/TaaH8Ua0TtI/AAAAAAAADuE/ayylcEjNq-A/s400/100_1648.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H4owVlbS9oU/TaaFYYCZ22I/AAAAAAAADt8/7c_inY6KUUY/s1600/100_1633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="144" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H4owVlbS9oU/TaaFYYCZ22I/AAAAAAAADt8/7c_inY6KUUY/s640/100_1633.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Accidently took these on the Panoramic setting without realizing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ua_xh1AFjgw/TaaIMAhttrI/AAAAAAAADuI/b36HNFOOIsw/s1600/100_1670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ua_xh1AFjgw/TaaIMAhttrI/AAAAAAAADuI/b36HNFOOIsw/s320/100_1670.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Peek-a-Boo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smilng, giggly sibs.&amp;nbsp; With an exception to Jace.&amp;nbsp; He wasn't feeling too giggly.&amp;nbsp; It &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; fast Sunday, after church, and we hadn't even gotten in the car yet!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-1414036154498311902?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/1414036154498311902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/random-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1414036154498311902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1414036154498311902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/random-pics.html' title='Random Pics'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JnV8Q6xH_8w/TaZ74kH9KpI/AAAAAAAADtk/ZpwuUt4hPPY/s72-c/100_1596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-5607648408803750517</id><published>2011-04-07T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T21:40:40.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons Learned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><title type='text'>All In It Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77VOK60YhoQ/TaZ4za1jkeI/AAAAAAAADtg/crM1TlcInRI/s1600/100_1643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77VOK60YhoQ/TaZ4za1jkeI/AAAAAAAADtg/crM1TlcInRI/s320/100_1643.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cami loves her brothers!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today, Cami&amp;nbsp;taught me, by example how to&amp;nbsp;show Christlike love to our fellow men (or girls).&amp;nbsp; We were at Lance's baseball practice, and Kyle and Cami were sitting on a bleacher behind the fence, watching the girls (about&amp;nbsp;9 yrs.) practice softball.&amp;nbsp; The girl that was up to bat had already missed a couple of balls.&amp;nbsp; The ball was pitched again, and as she stood there, it hit her on the leg, hard.&amp;nbsp; She began to cry and when her dad joined her, she walked off the field to the bleachers.&amp;nbsp; Her dad said something about moving out of the way of the ball, and the poor girl was just devastated.&amp;nbsp; Cami asked me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Mom, can I give her a hug?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wasn't sure what to say, and finally muttered, "No, sweetheart, we don't know her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So Cami asked &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; if &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;would give her a hug, and by then I was feeling bad for telling Cami not to help someone feel better, as I have been trying to have the kids do at home with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So I said, "Mmm, okay, you can give her a hug."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So she walked over to the crying girl, who's back was turned to us, and, after I asked the Dad and daughter if it would be alright, Cami reached out and hugged the girl's back.&amp;nbsp; Cami was smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then I looked over and saw Kyle slowly walking toward the girl, and he did the same thing, hugging the back of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They took turns hugging her again,&amp;nbsp;before I refocused their attention on something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope I can take this lesson, taught by my daughter,&amp;nbsp;and use it more in my daily life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Perhaps I can make someone else's day, whether&amp;nbsp;I know them personally or not,&amp;nbsp;a little better just by one&amp;nbsp;small action of Christlike love.&amp;nbsp; Because, after all, aren't we all in this together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5607648408803750517?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5607648408803750517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/all-in-it-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5607648408803750517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5607648408803750517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/04/all-in-it-together.html' title='All In It Together'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-77VOK60YhoQ/TaZ4za1jkeI/AAAAAAAADtg/crM1TlcInRI/s72-c/100_1643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-754556740263750375</id><published>2011-03-29T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:32:08.453-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jace'/><title type='text'>Jace Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OIjLEuM3jBA/TZLEzuX3OMI/AAAAAAAADtQ/TfaeX7ErTnA/s1600/100_1254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OIjLEuM3jBA/TZLEzuX3OMI/AAAAAAAADtQ/TfaeX7ErTnA/s320/100_1254.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZCVERyS_NE/TZLEcoF8hZI/AAAAAAAADtM/vGIudzlbUaU/s1600/100_1253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZCVERyS_NE/TZLEcoF8hZI/AAAAAAAADtM/vGIudzlbUaU/s320/100_1253.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, please don't make me smile again.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As of Dr. Appt on 3/21/11:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BP: 108/62&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Temp: 98.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Height: 57.8"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weight: 80 lb 8 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BMI: 16.94 kg/m2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weight Percentile: 60.49%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Height Percentile: 75.07% (Which is right where he was as a baby!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BMI (Body Mass Index) Percentile: 48.65%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-754556740263750375?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/754556740263750375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/jace-stats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/754556740263750375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/754556740263750375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/jace-stats.html' title='Jace Stats'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OIjLEuM3jBA/TZLEzuX3OMI/AAAAAAAADtQ/TfaeX7ErTnA/s72-c/100_1254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-73730824056053516</id><published>2011-03-29T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T22:47:04.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lance'/><title type='text'>Lance Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NWnOreTE5dc/TZLAQIedyhI/AAAAAAAADs8/cYZ9oSy1IT4/s1600/100_1277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NWnOreTE5dc/TZLAQIedyhI/AAAAAAAADs8/cYZ9oSy1IT4/s200/100_1277.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5sMtgWmTwyA/TZLAx7puQ2I/AAAAAAAADtA/5s1LTdvLsZ4/s1600/100_1271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5sMtgWmTwyA/TZLAx7puQ2I/AAAAAAAADtA/5s1LTdvLsZ4/s200/100_1271.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-44trKvOGbww/TZLC1DApVdI/AAAAAAAADtI/XK3flWLyrO4/s1600/100_1246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-44trKvOGbww/TZLC1DApVdI/AAAAAAAADtI/XK3flWLyrO4/s320/100_1246.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;From Dr Appt on 3/21/11:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;BP: 106/58&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Temp: 98 degrees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Height: 46.55&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weight: 48 lb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BMI: 15.57&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-73730824056053516?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/73730824056053516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/lance-stats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/73730824056053516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/73730824056053516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/lance-stats.html' title='Lance Stats'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NWnOreTE5dc/TZLAQIedyhI/AAAAAAAADs8/cYZ9oSy1IT4/s72-c/100_1277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-2497183277908385530</id><published>2011-03-20T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:39:40.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kyle'/><title type='text'>Kyle Stats</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KNWhJXl-xFI/TYbikhAW9iI/AAAAAAAADs4/70e1cbvZveQ/s1600/100_1247+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KNWhJXl-xFI/TYbikhAW9iI/AAAAAAAADs4/70e1cbvZveQ/s400/100_1247+copy.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta catch him when I can. This little man isn't into posing for the camera today after church.&amp;nbsp; He stayed still long enough!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ Kyle also went to the doctor last week for &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; well child checkup.&amp;nbsp; At 4 and a half, his stats are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 42.55" (108.1 cm)&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 40 lb 8 oz (18.371 kg)&lt;br /&gt;BMI: 15.73 kg/m2&lt;br /&gt;BP: 97/52&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-2497183277908385530?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/2497183277908385530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/kyle-stats.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2497183277908385530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2497183277908385530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/kyle-stats.html' title='Kyle Stats'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KNWhJXl-xFI/TYbikhAW9iI/AAAAAAAADs4/70e1cbvZveQ/s72-c/100_1247+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-1145186422317345220</id><published>2011-03-20T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:30:12.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><title type='text'>Cami Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7dplhXkT3ew/TYbgVRDjOcI/AAAAAAAADs0/K1LQlX4LTLI/s1600/100_1238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7dplhXkT3ew/TYbgVRDjOcI/AAAAAAAADs0/K1LQlX4LTLI/s320/100_1238.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took this today right after church, still a little curl left!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We went to the doctor last week, and here are Cami's stats at just over&amp;nbsp;2 years old:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 34.75" (88.3 cm)&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 28 lb (12.701 kg)&lt;br /&gt;BMI: 16.30 kg/m2&lt;br /&gt;HC: 49.5 cm (19.49")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-1145186422317345220?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/1145186422317345220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/cami-stats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1145186422317345220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1145186422317345220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/cami-stats.html' title='Cami Stats'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7dplhXkT3ew/TYbgVRDjOcI/AAAAAAAADs0/K1LQlX4LTLI/s72-c/100_1238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-3057413278096200245</id><published>2011-03-17T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T12:24:04.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Couldn't Resist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TWLozFory6M/TYJc2y5oj4I/AAAAAAAADso/kMvGUizrBss/s1600/St+Patrick%2527s+2011+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TWLozFory6M/TYJc2y5oj4I/AAAAAAAADso/kMvGUizrBss/s640/St+Patrick%2527s+2011+copy.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...and a couple of Cami today outside in this 82 degree weather!&amp;nbsp; Finally we can wear shorts!﻿﻿ ﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-km97AGVqA74/TYJd8rjqnFI/AAAAAAAADss/0BiefpY0jz0/s1600/100_1164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-km97AGVqA74/TYJd8rjqnFI/AAAAAAAADss/0BiefpY0jz0/s320/100_1164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dirt on my hands!&amp;nbsp; Oh joy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WFKgbyXJuQg/TYJeFBxcKKI/AAAAAAAADsw/5l6tVrDedmE/s1600/100_1166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WFKgbyXJuQg/TYJeFBxcKKI/AAAAAAAADsw/5l6tVrDedmE/s320/100_1166.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uh oh, Mom's got the camera!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-3057413278096200245?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/3057413278096200245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-couldnt-resist.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3057413278096200245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3057413278096200245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-couldnt-resist.html' title='I Couldn&apos;t Resist...'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-TWLozFory6M/TYJc2y5oj4I/AAAAAAAADso/kMvGUizrBss/s72-c/St+Patrick%2527s+2011+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-4244650074862534137</id><published>2011-03-09T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:31:51.118-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evan'/><title type='text'>Just Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OK-9dfxosfA/TXfgU5_oL1I/AAAAAAAADsk/Lc5RSSH1XnI/s1600/Evan_grass+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OK-9dfxosfA/TXfgU5_oL1I/AAAAAAAADsk/Lc5RSSH1XnI/s320/Evan_grass+copy.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-EfGEnGsnS6w/TXffkNuVMnI/AAAAAAAADsg/gwP6lrAVLtA/s1600/Captions+055+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-EfGEnGsnS6w/TXffkNuVMnI/AAAAAAAADsg/gwP6lrAVLtA/s320/Captions+055+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the photo I used to put Evan into our Camo pic.&amp;nbsp; I just changed his shirt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We were going to a ward Luau in '04.&amp;nbsp; This was just months before he was diagnosed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I love this one of him in our flower garden with the tulips at our home in Layton, UT.&amp;nbsp; This was the spring before he was diagnosed in July.&amp;nbsp; I loved all the tulips we got at that house!&amp;nbsp; They grew almost like weeds, even in the backyard grass!&amp;nbsp; As I'm watching our bulbs ascend in our garden here, I'm reminded of springtime at the Layton house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I will probably use this one to put above our family someday as he's "watching over" us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-4244650074862534137?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/4244650074862534137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-us.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4244650074862534137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4244650074862534137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-us.html' title='Just Us'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OK-9dfxosfA/TXfgU5_oL1I/AAAAAAAADsk/Lc5RSSH1XnI/s72-c/Evan_grass+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-3303700735961465236</id><published>2011-03-07T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T22:52:47.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evan'/><title type='text'>It's Done!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--veC-eBI__I/TXXI-Jy23sI/AAAAAAAADsc/REBaLJlcb44/s1600/16x20+for+samsclub.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--veC-eBI__I/TXXI-Jy23sI/AAAAAAAADsc/REBaLJlcb44/s640/16x20+for+samsclub.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been working on this for days (naptimes and&amp;nbsp;after bedtimes, including mine :)&amp;nbsp;and it's finally finished!&amp;nbsp; Taken in '09 at the cabin.&amp;nbsp; I'm hanging this&amp;nbsp;(enlarged to a 16x20)&amp;nbsp;in our family room, otherwise known as the "Elk Room".&amp;nbsp; Now I've got to find&amp;nbsp;a frame.&amp;nbsp; Know of any Camo frames?&amp;nbsp; J/K :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS - it didn't need to take me as long as it did, but given my level of experience with Adobe, plus losing my first almost finished work (seriously, I was just about ready to order it late one night when my battery died on my laptop,&amp;nbsp;it wasn't saved, and I had to redo all my work.&amp;nbsp; Lesson learned.)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-3303700735961465236?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/3303700735961465236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-done.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3303700735961465236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3303700735961465236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-done.html' title='It&apos;s Done!!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--veC-eBI__I/TXXI-Jy23sI/AAAAAAAADsc/REBaLJlcb44/s72-c/16x20+for+samsclub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-136447814196660671</id><published>2011-03-06T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:37:02.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair'/><title type='text'>Hair Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tried this one out one day just for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YvG2UjSchPg/TXRo0zovhWI/AAAAAAAADsE/123DdAhCOwQ/s1600/100_0962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YvG2UjSchPg/TXRo0zovhWI/AAAAAAAADsE/123DdAhCOwQ/s320/100_0962.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WPEbglBKX7s/TXRpEbRvKCI/AAAAAAAADsI/WhGtdc9hGfc/s320/100_0963.JPG" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wtx2Kp3E5kg/TXRqkQrIh_I/AAAAAAAADsU/rGfiPOwqaMk/s1600/100_0988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wtx2Kp3E5kg/TXRqkQrIh_I/AAAAAAAADsU/rGfiPOwqaMk/s320/100_0988.JPG" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VyCIckCgNvw/TXRqJWIA58I/AAAAAAAADsM/16ojRRATV_s/s1600/100_1005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VyCIckCgNvw/TXRqJWIA58I/AAAAAAAADsM/16ojRRATV_s/s320/100_1005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had to post this picture of her on another day with the same hairdo.&amp;nbsp; Shorty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of which, she got her hair cut today!&amp;nbsp; I actually think I could have gone a little shorter, but I was so worried&amp;nbsp;about cutting too much off.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Like the boys, I forgot to get pictures after the haircut, but this picture of the occupied boys during Cami's haircut made me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GrcRX4WrdM0/TXRqddVIEkI/AAAAAAAADsQ/IxoAlAxwWfg/s1600/100_1009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GrcRX4WrdM0/TXRqddVIEkI/AAAAAAAADsQ/IxoAlAxwWfg/s320/100_1009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't think about it when I took the picture, but Kyle couldn't have picked a better day to get Silly Putty stuck in his hair.&amp;nbsp; I was planning on cutting their hair anyway.&amp;nbsp; His hair was just long enough that it isn't too obviously shorter on that spot than the&amp;nbsp;other hair.&amp;nbsp; I think it covered up pretty well.&amp;nbsp; I'll post "after" pics later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uiG_HJhUXlc/TXRqwJxtZDI/AAAAAAAADsY/jb3q09uI3_E/s1600/100_1002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uiG_HJhUXlc/TXRqwJxtZDI/AAAAAAAADsY/jb3q09uI3_E/s320/100_1002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jace had to take this picture of Cousin It, while he had his glasses on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-136447814196660671?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/136447814196660671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/hair-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/136447814196660671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/136447814196660671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/03/hair-fun.html' title='Hair Fun'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YvG2UjSchPg/TXRo0zovhWI/AAAAAAAADsE/123DdAhCOwQ/s72-c/100_0962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-238397616284926453</id><published>2011-02-20T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T22:42:44.770-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><title type='text'>Curls Are For Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DL8hGKfZC8/TWIHZi2lcBI/AAAAAAAADr0/XpR9_8vsY_Q/s1600/100_0938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DL8hGKfZC8/TWIHZi2lcBI/AAAAAAAADr0/XpR9_8vsY_Q/s320/100_0938.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8_CPa4DL4us/TWIFRC-hBxI/AAAAAAAADrM/Vp2j8UZPmHU/s1600/100_0940.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8_CPa4DL4us/TWIFRC-hBxI/AAAAAAAADrM/Vp2j8UZPmHU/s320/100_0940.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Walking the dog with curlers in before church.&amp;nbsp; Didn't have time to take a pic after we got the curlers out.&amp;nbsp; Sunday morning rush!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...And scooter time after church.&amp;nbsp; What a little lady!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgT0aw0HrMg/TWIFiGbD_FI/AAAAAAAADrU/tS2iTKLj0k0/s1600/100_0945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgT0aw0HrMg/TWIFiGbD_FI/AAAAAAAADrU/tS2iTKLj0k0/s320/100_0945.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIbiRLOchXc/TWIFrBzOqsI/AAAAAAAADrY/SydyvYXVoyA/s1600/100_0952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIbiRLOchXc/TWIFrBzOqsI/AAAAAAAADrY/SydyvYXVoyA/s320/100_0952.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73145zViaC4/TWIGWDdGpKI/AAAAAAAADro/SjbfECxd3GY/s320/100_0949.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--FrqKR90h2w/TWIGLUE-rTI/AAAAAAAADrk/aoFnPPUkQ0I/s1600/100_0958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--FrqKR90h2w/TWIGLUE-rTI/AAAAAAAADrk/aoFnPPUkQ0I/s320/100_0958.JPG" width="240" /&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/34099403-238397616284926453?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/238397616284926453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/curls-are-for-girls.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/238397616284926453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/238397616284926453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/curls-are-for-girls.html' title='Curls Are For Girls'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DL8hGKfZC8/TWIHZi2lcBI/AAAAAAAADr0/XpR9_8vsY_Q/s72-c/100_0938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6323313692997699322</id><published>2011-02-20T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:32:09.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Master Bath Remodel Part 2: Jared's Week Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The beginning of this job starts &lt;a href="http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/master-bath-remodel-demolition.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jared's week off has sadly come to a close, but I'm so grateful for the amazing handyman, husband, and father that he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His next week off is in June.&amp;nbsp; This week went faster than a lightning bolt in a Missourian rain storm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kltooEdhwIM/TWHeOnTs8HI/AAAAAAAADpU/dABtSmzF98o/s1600/Shower+wall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kltooEdhwIM/TWHeOnTs8HI/AAAAAAAADpU/dABtSmzF98o/s320/Shower+wall.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z6kCxlKhP4k/TWHeUEf7i3I/AAAAAAAADpY/ULmoFlY2rO4/s1600/IMAG0330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z6kCxlKhP4k/TWHeUEf7i3I/AAAAAAAADpY/ULmoFlY2rO4/s320/IMAG0330.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cementing&amp;nbsp;a bronze border in for the tile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-28518d1b4b4637f2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D28518d1b4b4637f2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331694809%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53C3629120A9B473DE05A890FB3CF4F41897DB30.730477B08E273DA77ACD7E9E9DF7F93FC015F724%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28518d1b4b4637f2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVYYTKjOOQqaxvvOb1GxYDva-2_s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D28518d1b4b4637f2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331694809%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53C3629120A9B473DE05A890FB3CF4F41897DB30.730477B08E273DA77ACD7E9E9DF7F93FC015F724%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28518d1b4b4637f2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVYYTKjOOQqaxvvOb1GxYDva-2_s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Laying the First Tile" - narration by Lance.&amp;nbsp; He wanted to make a video of this historic event.&amp;nbsp; (Even though you can't see the actual tile being laid - mom's fault because she didn't realize we were making a video of the THE FIRST tile being laid)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWBCH6LYBgk/TWHenZi9SII/AAAAAAAADpk/arbC6PnGc0c/s1600/IMAG0345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWBCH6LYBgk/TWHenZi9SII/AAAAAAAADpk/arbC6PnGc0c/s320/IMAG0345.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEqvlNAenUs/TWHes13tvyI/AAAAAAAADpo/rNNXJ2C9GpE/s1600/IMAG0346.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEqvlNAenUs/TWHes13tvyI/AAAAAAAADpo/rNNXJ2C9GpE/s320/IMAG0346.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;GO Honey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2DKWJIaU-KA/TWHeynB9nXI/AAAAAAAADps/v5ziy6-0EaM/s1600/IMAG0347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2DKWJIaU-KA/TWHeynB9nXI/AAAAAAAADps/v5ziy6-0EaM/s320/IMAG0347.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ShxKl-RKcTw/TWHe4-odX5I/AAAAAAAADpw/tdXcsMBm4sA/s1600/IMAG0348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ShxKl-RKcTw/TWHe4-odX5I/AAAAAAAADpw/tdXcsMBm4sA/s320/IMAG0348.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5NMqThtOm8/TWHe_Z6gDCI/AAAAAAAADp0/Co_4pZHP4S8/s1600/IMAG0349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5NMqThtOm8/TWHe_Z6gDCI/AAAAAAAADp0/Co_4pZHP4S8/s320/IMAG0349.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandad thought he could see a resemblance with "Picasso"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnQzOAdqGvI/TWHfSzuwSoI/AAAAAAAADqA/UiyVAT2lou8/s1600/IMAG0353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnQzOAdqGvI/TWHfSzuwSoI/AAAAAAAADqA/UiyVAT2lou8/s320/IMAG0353.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxYViW2-ITM/TWHfFwNjefI/AAAAAAAADp4/w1PaYVHs6Rk/s1600/IMAG0350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxYViW2-ITM/TWHfFwNjefI/AAAAAAAADp4/w1PaYVHs6Rk/s320/IMAG0350.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These future remodelers asked first thing the following morning if they could go look at the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; Kyle has enjoyed sitting with his dad and watching him as he cuts the tile and continues the job.&amp;nbsp; Lance "Super Duper" helped by taking out the spacers after the tile was set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is so fun to watch the bathroom transform from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-koLOrO7Fh6o/TWMtNj7R9aI/AAAAAAAADsA/4HG6I2vBl1E/s1600/100_0644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-koLOrO7Fh6o/TWMtNj7R9aI/AAAAAAAADsA/4HG6I2vBl1E/s320/100_0644.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztwQMvJzF2Y/TWH13T7twSI/AAAAAAAADrE/5zuUs1i0RlE/s1600/IMAG0359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztwQMvJzF2Y/TWH13T7twSI/AAAAAAAADrE/5zuUs1i0RlE/s320/IMAG0359.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-6323313692997699322?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6323313692997699322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/master-bath-remodel-part-2-jareds-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6323313692997699322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6323313692997699322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/master-bath-remodel-part-2-jareds-week.html' title='Master Bath Remodel Part 2: Jared&apos;s Week Off'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kltooEdhwIM/TWHeOnTs8HI/AAAAAAAADpU/dABtSmzF98o/s72-c/Shower+wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6222619517926211205</id><published>2011-02-12T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T20:57:54.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>We Got the Dining Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nyUvuQUULNE/TVdixLEe54I/AAAAAAAADpI/WSbQ8uPSuzY/s1600/Olive+Garden+dining+room+2.12.11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="191" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nyUvuQUULNE/TVdixLEe54I/AAAAAAAADpI/WSbQ8uPSuzY/s320/Olive+Garden+dining+room+2.12.11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We redeemed some gift certificates for Olive Garden tonight after Jace's basketball game (which they lost, but&amp;nbsp;Jace had&amp;nbsp;fun anyway).&amp;nbsp; They seated our family of six at this beautiful long table, complete with our own window and coat rack (on the right, just outside of this photo :)&amp;nbsp; There is another wall on the right, and it was really cozy and fun :)&amp;nbsp; I overheard an old lady commenting as she walked by, "Oh, they got the dining room."&lt;br /&gt;Yup, we did!&amp;nbsp; And I didn't even have to clean up afterward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-6222619517926211205?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6222619517926211205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-got-dining-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6222619517926211205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6222619517926211205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-got-dining-room.html' title='We Got the Dining Room'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nyUvuQUULNE/TVdixLEe54I/AAAAAAAADpI/WSbQ8uPSuzY/s72-c/Olive+Garden+dining+room+2.12.11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-203051953085563434</id><published>2011-02-08T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:15:10.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamie'/><title type='text'>My Sister and Justin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #e9e9e9; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUz3ULq28PI/AAAAAAAADpA/3IIoHnMp2RY/s1600/Sci+Demo2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUz3ULq28PI/AAAAAAAADpA/3IIoHnMp2RY/s320/Sci+Demo2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;...And he got a blue ribbon!&amp;nbsp; Way to go, Jace!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He really enjoyed doing this project.&amp;nbsp; He's already making plans for next year's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5153655208278388605?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5153655208278388605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/jaces-science-fair-demo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5153655208278388605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5153655208278388605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/jaces-science-fair-demo.html' title='Jace&apos;s Science Fair Demo'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUz3ULq28PI/AAAAAAAADpA/3IIoHnMp2RY/s72-c/Sci+Demo2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6645291385078931301</id><published>2011-02-02T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T19:37:55.874-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>SNOW DAY!!  AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUocKwRWs7I/AAAAAAAADoo/D42TCABLunw/s1600/100_1893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUocKwRWs7I/AAAAAAAADoo/D42TCABLunw/s400/100_1893.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...And this ice - coated snowman is strong enough to carry Lance!! What a great storm! It's settled down, but school is still cancelled tomorrow due to some remaining icy roads in our school district :) The kids went to school Monday (the 100th day of school) but tomorrow will make their 3rd snow day this week. We might be in school during the summer, but for now it sure is fun! Jace went sledding today&amp;nbsp;with his friends, and while he was gone, these three...well...see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUohQoGsOEI/AAAAAAAADo8/rsb0obZNvO4/s1600/100_1909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUohQoGsOEI/AAAAAAAADo8/rsb0obZNvO4/s320/100_1909.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lance wanted a shot of himself sleeping, so of course, Kyle wanted one, too.&amp;nbsp; Cami tried pretending, too.&amp;nbsp; And the silliness just increased from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUogr6fQOuI/AAAAAAAADow/Bz1ab_mNX9k/s1600/100_1913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUogr6fQOuI/AAAAAAAADow/Bz1ab_mNX9k/s320/100_1913.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUogyNUzkXI/AAAAAAAADo0/D4Ixxwqp_Lg/s1600/100_1900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUogyNUzkXI/AAAAAAAADo0/D4Ixxwqp_Lg/s320/100_1900.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUog5JIl-EI/AAAAAAAADo4/8eppxsGpgP0/s1600/100_1901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUog5JIl-EI/AAAAAAAADo4/8eppxsGpgP0/s320/100_1901.JPG" width="320" /&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/34099403-6645291385078931301?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6645291385078931301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-day-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6645291385078931301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6645291385078931301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-day-again.html' title='SNOW DAY!!  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width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Personalize funny videos and birthday &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; at JibJab!&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/34099403-6744058547761159598?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6744058547761159598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/martin-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6744058547761159598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6744058547761159598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/martin-stars.html' title='Martin Stars'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8524215211437079135</id><published>2011-02-02T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:36:27.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lance Quotes'/><title type='text'>Tease</title><content type='html'>I asked Lance (my 6 yr old) to grab me a broom, and he said, "a what?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I answered, "a broom," and he kept asking me what I said.&amp;nbsp; I asked him if he's hard of hearing.&amp;nbsp; He gave me the broom and said, "No, I'm just making fun of you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-8524215211437079135?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8524215211437079135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/tease.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8524215211437079135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8524215211437079135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/tease.html' title='Tease'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-2503667393251567437</id><published>2011-01-28T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T21:30:05.770-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lance'/><title type='text'>Lance's First Piano Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUOXyr8-sCI/AAAAAAAADoQ/WolT1vRos1Q/s1600/Piano3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUOXyr8-sCI/AAAAAAAADoQ/WolT1vRos1Q/s320/Piano3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUOX8OZiGDI/AAAAAAAADoU/JPss03s6XFU/s1600/Piano2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUOX8OZiGDI/AAAAAAAADoU/JPss03s6XFU/s320/Piano2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;... And he did great!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thus the smiling teacher.&amp;nbsp; Since his first lesson on Jan. 5 (also Dad's birthday, but that didn't stop Lance!)&amp;nbsp; He has been working hard at it, practicing every day, except weekends, during Cami's naptime.&amp;nbsp; His teacher also plays the organ at our church, as well as the music for the primary children.&amp;nbsp; He also teaches guitar and trumpet, two instruments Jace has interest in.&lt;br /&gt;Kyle &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;wants to know how to play piano and can't wait 'til he can read, meaning he's big enough to start piano lessons.&amp;nbsp; He gets so frustrated with himself when he tries to play, "Mary had a Little Lamb" like Lance, and is determined to get it.&amp;nbsp; I'll show a video of that when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-242f819e409965e0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D242f819e409965e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331694809%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BD5F7AB1AECF48E95F9C27E27CFC408B460E232.7C08814E6142B96CB87A6BC720FF4FD8C9D04A02%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D242f819e409965e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6wk8wEYGAD0CsUOiXcKtg2ePGpE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D242f819e409965e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331694809%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3BD5F7AB1AECF48E95F9C27E27CFC408B460E232.7C08814E6142B96CB87A6BC720FF4FD8C9D04A02%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D242f819e409965e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6wk8wEYGAD0CsUOiXcKtg2ePGpE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Just turn your head 90 degrees to the left and this should work for you) lol* I wish I could have a video of &lt;em&gt;that!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; I'll try to turn my phone the other direction next time :)&lt;br /&gt;We do this drill everyday before sitting down to practice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Check him out!&amp;nbsp; "Whole note, Hold down, Half note Half note, quarter, quarter, quarter, quarter."&amp;nbsp; I love the foot tapping action.&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&amp;nbsp;supports Lance every step of the way.&amp;nbsp; Little clown!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-2503667393251567437?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/2503667393251567437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/lances-first-piano-lesson.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2503667393251567437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2503667393251567437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/lances-first-piano-lesson.html' title='Lance&apos;s First Piano Lesson'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TUOXyr8-sCI/AAAAAAAADoQ/WolT1vRos1Q/s72-c/Piano3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6257056822428183414</id><published>2011-01-24T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T15:08:44.109-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lance'/><title type='text'>Does X Box Kinect Count as a Video Game?</title><content type='html'>Lance was playing the XBox Kinect today when I remembered that this week is s'posed to be "TV-Free Week" at his school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a panic,&amp;nbsp;I asked Lance,&lt;br /&gt;"Did they say anything in school today about "No TV?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;"Or video games?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He didn't even blink and&amp;nbsp;kept playing.&lt;br /&gt;"Lance!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;What's that you're playing?"&lt;br /&gt;"X&amp;nbsp;Box!&amp;nbsp; It's &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt; than video games!&amp;nbsp; It makes me&amp;nbsp;get my exercise!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he continued running&amp;nbsp;and jumping hurdles.&amp;nbsp; He's been&amp;nbsp;breaking world&amp;nbsp;records and improving his skills in soccer, bowling, ping pong, volleyball,Track and Field, and even boxing (which I'm not too crazy about and they don't get to play as much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TT4CaKbksII/AAAAAAAADoM/KbRU1e4SgfU/s1600/Lance+Xbox.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TT4CaKbksII/AAAAAAAADoM/KbRU1e4SgfU/s320/Lance+Xbox.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm not sure.&amp;nbsp; Does X Box count as video game?&amp;nbsp; What do you think?&amp;nbsp; You can also vote on the poll to the right if you'd like. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-6257056822428183414?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6257056822428183414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/does-x-box-kinect-count-as-video-game.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6257056822428183414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6257056822428183414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/does-x-box-kinect-count-as-video-game.html' title='Does X Box Kinect Count as a Video Game?'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TT4CaKbksII/AAAAAAAADoM/KbRU1e4SgfU/s72-c/Lance+Xbox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7172283110762305766</id><published>2011-01-20T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:05:29.450-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>SNOW DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It snowed last night.&amp;nbsp; Therefore we get a SNOW DAY!!&amp;nbsp; NO SCHOOL!!&amp;nbsp; The schools left a message last night around 10pm; The radio newscaster was exclaiming that we might be getting 3-6 inches of SNOW!&amp;nbsp; Jared and I had a laugh about that as we remembered Utah weather and school continuing on, usually no matter how much snow&amp;nbsp;we got.&amp;nbsp; I love it here;&amp;nbsp; Each time it snows on school days, we get to stay in our nice cozy home and play in the snow or drink hot chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It was fun to watch Jace today as he got right onto his Science Fair project he's been working on, and was almost bummed to have to stop when his friends came over to invite him out to play and see the snow fort they made.&amp;nbsp; We were just excited for the extra time to complete his project.&amp;nbsp; He has to keep reminding me that it's his project; not mine. I like to give him ideas that will make it look more cute and designer-like, but he says if we do that, he'll never get it done.&amp;nbsp; (That's probably why my projects take me forever!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Anyway, I didn't get any pictures of Jace since he's at his friend's, but here's a few of the boys during Cami's nap:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTisD6D_kVI/AAAAAAAADn0/P1e-qbJMVmc/s1600/100_0883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTisD6D_kVI/AAAAAAAADn0/P1e-qbJMVmc/s320/100_0883.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"Okay,&amp;nbsp;let's not&amp;nbsp;do dangerous things anymore; just have fun."&lt;/div&gt;Lance, protesting, "But Mom, that &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; having fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTisdRlvAnI/AAAAAAAADn8/gezT5QthqY0/s1600/100_0885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTisdRlvAnI/AAAAAAAADn8/gezT5QthqY0/s320/100_0885.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTis1e9gkrI/AAAAAAAADoA/wgYJ3kG2UhU/s1600/100_0870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTis1e9gkrI/AAAAAAAADoA/wgYJ3kG2UhU/s320/100_0870.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="72" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTiruOVdM0I/AAAAAAAADnw/OMyJwtDYHms/s320/100_0888.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 512px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 277px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTirOAwVWKI/AAAAAAAADno/C5ZRt8sXbeI/s1600/100_0897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTirOAwVWKI/AAAAAAAADno/C5ZRt8sXbeI/s320/100_0897.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTirgwD4rPI/AAAAAAAADns/mVqNnhOKWYw/s1600/100_0893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTirgwD4rPI/AAAAAAAADns/mVqNnhOKWYw/s320/100_0893.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle was so busy, I wasn't able to get many of his face, but I'll take this one of him in mid-air!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTisQyyyX_I/AAAAAAAADn4/m2T4Vd9en8Q/s1600/100_0887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTisQyyyX_I/AAAAAAAADn4/m2T4Vd9en8Q/s320/100_0887.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was able to get plenty of Lance's face... Oh, I mean, except when it's planted!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTiruOVdM0I/AAAAAAAADnw/OMyJwtDYHms/s1600/100_0888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTiruOVdM0I/AAAAAAAADnw/OMyJwtDYHms/s320/100_0888.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ouch!!&amp;nbsp; Cold!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTis_Q6JyFI/AAAAAAAADoE/ZqnicH17g38/s1600/100_0868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTis_Q6JyFI/AAAAAAAADoE/ZqnicH17g38/s320/100_0868.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle last week, trying to enjoy the last of &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; snow.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="96" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTitL0NE6fI/AAAAAAAADoI/tB4_tyRIqTM/s320/100_0865.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 538px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 1068px; visibility: hidden;" width="72" /&gt;Brrr!&amp;nbsp; Time for hot cocoa!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7172283110762305766?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7172283110762305766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7172283110762305766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7172283110762305766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-day.html' title='SNOW DAY!!!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTisD6D_kVI/AAAAAAAADn0/P1e-qbJMVmc/s72-c/100_0883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-1229531718721862228</id><published>2011-01-18T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T22:21:23.123-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gramma'/><title type='text'>Between Now and Then</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Today as I was driving away from dropping Kyle off at preschool, a song came on the radio that reminded me of my sweet angel Gramma and my Grampa that is still here.&amp;nbsp; I miss her so much, and she's been on my mind a lot lately, as has my Grampa.&amp;nbsp; Gramma loves him&amp;nbsp;so eternally much!&amp;nbsp; Their relationship is one that I have enjoyed watching and hearing Gramma talk about so lovingly.&amp;nbsp; A few weeks ago, while Jared and I were falling asleep, I was reminded of&amp;nbsp;something she said of Grampa one day as we were sitting together chatting about him&amp;nbsp;at her home in California, "I love breathing the air he breathes." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My memories of the love they share continue to exemplify what it takes to have&amp;nbsp;an eternal marriage, for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTZ8dVe9f5I/AAAAAAAADnk/oYkNED2WJMY/s1600/Gramma+and+Grampa+Cruisin%2527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTZ8dVe9f5I/AAAAAAAADnk/oYkNED2WJMY/s320/Gramma+and+Grampa+Cruisin%2527.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;G&amp;amp;G&amp;nbsp;on a cruise&amp;nbsp;just a few years ago.&amp;nbsp; Gramma loves this&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;picture because it was taken just after she'd gotten off the bus,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;tripped on the curb and fell, but the pic turned out great!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I read a note my grandma wrote back in 1923&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grandpa kept it in his coat and he showed it once to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;He said boy you might not understand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But a long, long time ago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grandma's daddy didn't like me none &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I love your grandma so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get married in the first town we came to and live forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet instead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found this letter and this is what it said:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you get there before I do, don't give up on me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know how long I'll be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And between now and then until I see you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be loving you, love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I read those words just hours before my grandma past away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the door way of a church where me and grandpa stopped to pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I'd never seen him cry in all my 15 years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But as he said these words to her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His eyes filled up with tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you get there before I do, don't give up on me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know how long I'll be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And between now and then until I see you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be loving you, love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Between now and then until I see you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be loving you, love me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Collin Raye, "If You Get There Before I Do."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-1229531718721862228?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/1229531718721862228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/between-now-and-then.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1229531718721862228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1229531718721862228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/between-now-and-then.html' title='Between Now and Then'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TTZ8dVe9f5I/AAAAAAAADnk/oYkNED2WJMY/s72-c/Gramma+and+Grampa+Cruisin%2527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7359122487604902219</id><published>2011-01-06T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T15:17:58.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Cami is TWO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;This couple of years flew by fast!&amp;nbsp; Cami has brought so much joy to her brothers and parents. We're so grateful to have her in our family.&amp;nbsp; Just the other day she was pointing at a picture of&amp;nbsp;Evan again, saying, "That's Evan."&amp;nbsp; Only this time she added, "That's Evan's body."&amp;nbsp; I wonder how much she knows or knew before she could talk.&amp;nbsp; How I would love to learn!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a few pics of her birthday and a few before.&amp;nbsp; My camera quit working, so I had to use Jared's hunting camera.&amp;nbsp; Yes - he has a hunting camera!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk3EoKq0bI/AAAAAAAADm0/41895VYf-Lg/s1600/100_0735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk3EoKq0bI/AAAAAAAADm0/41895VYf-Lg/s320/100_0735.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;...Getting in the pink and preparing for the big day - painting butterflies and flowers to decorate her room!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk4CigD0QI/AAAAAAAADm4/vZUzfF6jPAc/s1600/100_0745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk4CigD0QI/AAAAAAAADm4/vZUzfF6jPAc/s320/100_0745.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Dad's birthday, practicing before her big day, how to eat large quantities of sugar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk4dG9eK_I/AAAAAAAADnA/1MJ1sRaMu3w/s1600/100_0759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk4dG9eK_I/AAAAAAAADnA/1MJ1sRaMu3w/s320/100_0759.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Want a handful of icecream?&lt;br /&gt;Without being asked, Cami automatically says "cheese" when she sees a camera.&amp;nbsp; I don't know where she picked that up.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk4wHajRSI/AAAAAAAADnE/-UT5Ms3c5vU/s1600/100_0769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk4wHajRSI/AAAAAAAADnE/-UT5Ms3c5vU/s320/100_0769.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cake anyone?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk5hWdKDgI/AAAAAAAADnQ/cZfQobI6cq0/s1600/100_0784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk5hWdKDgI/AAAAAAAADnQ/cZfQobI6cq0/s320/100_0784.JPG" style="cursor: move;" unselectable="on" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Dear Cami!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk4-J6jaPI/AAAAAAAADnI/IQs7gO8THPg/s1600/100_0772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk4-J6jaPI/AAAAAAAADnI/IQs7gO8THPg/s320/100_0772.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys decorated their cupcakes with princess shoes, crowns, pearls, and apples.&amp;nbsp; Jace swallowed his in one bite, I think.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk8JGuERTI/AAAAAAAADng/_-KJC03vk58/s1600/100_0792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk8JGuERTI/AAAAAAAADng/_-KJC03vk58/s320/100_0792.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad made it just in time for cake.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk5INx4EtI/AAAAAAAADnM/W__-Xgvj3oI/s1600/100_0780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk5INx4EtI/AAAAAAAADnM/W__-Xgvj3oI/s320/100_0780.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She ate the icecream and just looked at the cake.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps she thought it was too pretty to eat.&amp;nbsp; I finally cut her a slice and she ate it like a princess :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk56U8pPiI/AAAAAAAADnY/1n4ke40L6p4/s1600/100_0802.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk56U8pPiI/AAAAAAAADnY/1n4ke40L6p4/s320/100_0802.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She had so much fun opening her presents!&amp;nbsp; She giggled and got so excited when she saw what was inside.&amp;nbsp; Raincoat from Jared's sister and cute cute outfits with matching hair bows.&amp;nbsp; She absolutely loved them!&amp;nbsp; She had to put the raincoat on right away and ran to her closet to get her pink boots to match.&amp;nbsp; Jared's parents got her a pink flamingo necklace that she wore to church and was a pretty pretty princess.&amp;nbsp; The gloves were from my family...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img height="96" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk6RVU_NbI/AAAAAAAADnc/nJuYh5EqbqA/s320/100_0813.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 542px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 498px; visibility: hidden;" width="72" /&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk6RVU_NbI/AAAAAAAADnc/nJuYh5EqbqA/s1600/100_0813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk6RVU_NbI/AAAAAAAADnc/nJuYh5EqbqA/s320/100_0813.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister found this baby doll, perfect for Cami.&amp;nbsp; You can never have too many babydolls!&amp;nbsp;Cami loves that she can take the shoes on and off and change her diaper.&amp;nbsp; She's even potty-training her baby on her little pink toilet.&lt;br /&gt;We gave her a baby doll-size port-a-crib to put all her dolls in, and Lance picked out a purple dinnerware set with Tinkerbell on it.&amp;nbsp; (the pink one had The Little Mermaid on it.&amp;nbsp; She only knows who Tinkerbell is)&amp;nbsp; When we put her bowl and spoon out for her, she exclaims, "It's Tinkerbell!"&lt;br /&gt;Cami is such a delight and we're so blessed to have her!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7359122487604902219?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7359122487604902219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/cami-is-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7359122487604902219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7359122487604902219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/cami-is-two.html' title='Cami is TWO!!!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSk3EoKq0bI/AAAAAAAADm0/41895VYf-Lg/s72-c/100_0735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-3153536993606410705</id><published>2011-01-05T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T22:00:58.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13, Gratitude Journal</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSaeEmFOT1I/AAAAAAAADms/CzNe5QLBaS4/s1600/100_0743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSaeEmFOT1I/AAAAAAAADms/CzNe5QLBaS4/s320/100_0743.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Dear Daddy...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I'm grateful that Jared was born 34, I mean 35 years ago today!&amp;nbsp; He had to correct me today about his age.&amp;nbsp; Man, he's getting old!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;...And for the happiness that he has brought to my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I'm grateful for the hard worker that he is.&amp;nbsp; Even when he's so tired that he can't stay awake.&amp;nbsp; Even for his own birthday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSacsDwU0fI/AAAAAAAADmk/pYgV9WY4osY/s1600/100_0765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSacsDwU0fI/AAAAAAAADmk/pYgV9WY4osY/s320/100_0765.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for Dad to wake up to open his presents:&lt;br /&gt;Pistachio nuts from the kids, a dress shirt and tie&lt;br /&gt;from me, Tupperware bowls for making deer/elk&lt;br /&gt;jerky from his family, a T-shirt with a&amp;nbsp;buck on &lt;br /&gt;it from my family, and...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSan-40zG5I/AAAAAAAADmw/jMzBHKsJ1ME/s1600/Deer+Droppings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSan-40zG5I/AAAAAAAADmw/jMzBHKsJ1ME/s200/Deer+Droppings.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Utah Deer Droppings" that my mom found.&amp;nbsp; Jace's friend was over, and wasn't sure what to think.&amp;nbsp; We played it up.&amp;nbsp; (Chocolate Covered Peanuts)&lt;br /&gt;Yum! How we've missed those droppings!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSadk30SkqI/AAAAAAAADmo/YXRRLajjHl8/s1600/100_0766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSadk30SkqI/AAAAAAAADmo/YXRRLajjHl8/s640/100_0766.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I asked Lance to make Dad a card, he had this great idea to make a card with a picture of Dad's elk on it.&amp;nbsp; I found him one of Jared out in the mountains with his elk, but he didn't want that one, he wanted the one of Dad putting "Phillip" up on the wall (as you can see, far right).&amp;nbsp; Then of course, Kyle wanted the exact same picture for his card to Dad, but he let me do another one of him with his Dad, and the card making fun began...&amp;nbsp; There's even one from Evan, blowing up birthday balloons (3rd from Right, with Jace, for Jace's 4th BD)&lt;br /&gt;L to Right: Daddy and&amp;nbsp;Cami during brother's soccer game, Jace with results of a hunting trip with Dad, Us on our second honeymoon in Vegas just before moving here...&lt;br /&gt;The middle&amp;nbsp;pic isn't a card, just one that Lance and Kyle both wanted for each of their shelves, and Lance used for the birthday dinner centerpiece.&amp;nbsp; It is Jared with "Phillip", just after they met in the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;Then Evan and Jace getting ready for Jace's 4th birthday party, Daddy carrying Kyle to the top of a hill in Utah for sledding, and the hanging of "Phillip".&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-3153536993606410705?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/3153536993606410705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-13-gratitude-journal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3153536993606410705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3153536993606410705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-13-gratitude-journal.html' title='Day 13, Gratitude Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TSaeEmFOT1I/AAAAAAAADms/CzNe5QLBaS4/s72-c/100_0743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-2013688880610996469</id><published>2011-01-04T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:13:54.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12, Gratitude Journal</title><content type='html'>My Gratitude Journal was haulted due to the Christmas rush.&amp;nbsp; Aaah!&amp;nbsp; Back to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm so grateful for time off work and time off school.&amp;nbsp; The kids start school again tomorrow, and they probably would have missed it if Jace hadn't said something today.&amp;nbsp; As we were enjoying lunch together today, I told the kids how nice it's been to have them home and isn't it nice that we have a few more days left before school starts again?&amp;nbsp; And that was when Jace had to inform me that they're back tomorrow, on Dad's birthday.&amp;nbsp; I thought, since we had our own holidays coming up (Cami's birthday is the day after Dad's), that the school district would acknowledge these important days and keep the kids out just a couple days more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's been so nice!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for clean rooms.&amp;nbsp; With the break off school, Jace and Lance were able to declutter their desks and anything else that needed it.&amp;nbsp; Jace got to decorate his room a bit more with his artwork.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frozen Dinners.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday was so nice to come home from church and stick the second half of a recipe I made a few weeks ago in the oven, and take a nap!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leftovers - I know I've gone over the 3, but tonight was super nice because I didn't have to cook dinner with all these leftovers!&amp;nbsp; More time to paint pink butterflies!&amp;nbsp; More on that later... I've even got pics of the boys painting pink!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-2013688880610996469?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/2013688880610996469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-12-gratitude-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2013688880610996469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2013688880610996469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-12-gratitude-journal.html' title='Day 12, Gratitude Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-5964886172259197336</id><published>2011-01-01T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T21:04:54.143-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Master Bath Remodel Part 1:  Demolition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jace, between&amp;nbsp;turns with his&amp;nbsp;brothers&amp;nbsp;on the X Box,&amp;nbsp;asked, "Mom, it's Christmas, why are you guys working?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I told him this &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; our Christmas present (with major help from parents and grandparents!) and we can't wait to get started!&amp;nbsp; Thank you, family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiYiGDN-iPo/TWHiFIpENVI/AAAAAAAADqE/U3p_IZDUiTM/s1600/100_0613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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(see below)&amp;nbsp; He couldn't get enough of it, and can't wait to demolish the next bathroom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kntaKv3H61w/TWHj8KZrJ4I/AAAAAAAADqo/VQRBThzeY9w/s1600/100_0697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kntaKv3H61w/TWHj8KZrJ4I/AAAAAAAADqo/VQRBThzeY9w/s320/100_0697.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Super Cheeser Jared put a new cement floor board down and replaced the drain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywB70S2Rq5A/TWHkQJnU0uI/AAAAAAAADqs/bz2jpCfv-5o/s1600/100_0704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ywB70S2Rq5A/TWHkQJnU0uI/AAAAAAAADqs/bz2jpCfv-5o/s200/100_0704.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;... Then it was New Year's Eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVA8b0JeCos/TWHkkBzFglI/AAAAAAAADqw/4rHwc6zKskM/s1600/100_0708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVA8b0JeCos/TWHkkBzFglI/AAAAAAAADqw/4rHwc6zKskM/s320/100_0708.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cutting cement board while watching the countdown at Times Square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVgOpUCWSFQ/TWHkyaSYWgI/AAAAAAAADq0/zcJgud8hgXc/s1600/100_0707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVgOpUCWSFQ/TWHkyaSYWgI/AAAAAAAADq0/zcJgud8hgXc/s320/100_0707.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Phillip's got his back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PPBUjcLPNO4/TWHk7ZN3ppI/AAAAAAAADq4/jtFKWMr-Wyk/s1600/100_0709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PPBUjcLPNO4/TWHk7ZN3ppI/AAAAAAAADq4/jtFKWMr-Wyk/s320/100_0709.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9WLAaohbpU/TWHlJsHGoEI/AAAAAAAADq8/VP-A1ZoXAxs/s1600/100_0711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9WLAaohbpU/TWHlJsHGoEI/AAAAAAAADq8/VP-A1ZoXAxs/s320/100_0711.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿It's become tradition.&amp;nbsp; When the clock strikes twelve, Jared pulls out the 'ol silver trumpet and plays&amp;nbsp;Revely.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure the neighbors loved it.&amp;nbsp; He had to take one of me, trying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We could see and hear Jace banging pots and pans with his&amp;nbsp;friends&amp;nbsp;a few houses down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5964886172259197336?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5964886172259197336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/master-bath-remodel-demolition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5964886172259197336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5964886172259197336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2011/02/master-bath-remodel-demolition.html' title='Master Bath Remodel Part 1:  Demolition'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wiYiGDN-iPo/TWHiFIpENVI/AAAAAAAADqE/U3p_IZDUiTM/s72-c/100_0613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-5165957662542581479</id><published>2010-12-26T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T23:28:03.000-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgmZ2bUFXI/AAAAAAAADkc/k6ymsgZSLaA/s1600/100_0660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgmZ2bUFXI/AAAAAAAADkc/k6ymsgZSLaA/s320/100_0660.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;What a Christmas!&amp;nbsp; Tonight as I sat comfortably on the couch, feeling the last of those Christmas feelings and watching Kyle enjoy &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; favorite card from Aunt Verusca that plays music from "The Grinch" over and over as he opens and closes it, I felt gratitude for all the blessings that we have.&amp;nbsp; We have a lot of good friends and family!&amp;nbsp; And we miss&amp;nbsp;those live far away &lt;em&gt;so much&lt;/em&gt;!&amp;nbsp; It was nice to talk and skype with a few of them.&amp;nbsp; We even opened presents from them and got to watch them unwrap our gifts.&amp;nbsp; I asked my Grandad yesterday how on earth they survived without the technologies that we now have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgmo3-Q_ZI/AAAAAAAADkg/SGlXTXsWSpY/s1600/100_0676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgmo3-Q_ZI/AAAAAAAADkg/SGlXTXsWSpY/s320/100_0676.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got these photos from our ward Christmas party back today, and added them to our Christmas door.&amp;nbsp; Jace missed out on sitting on Santa's lap and asking for anything; Maybe that's why he got coal in his stocking.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgmx-HVIkI/AAAAAAAADkk/ENXdMP40XD4/s1600/100_0671.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgmx-HVIkI/AAAAAAAADkk/ENXdMP40XD4/s320/100_0671.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle and Cami watching Polar Express tonight while I'm on my computer (They got naps today.&amp;nbsp; It pays to nap.)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgnU4-9TEI/AAAAAAAADko/sh7RaYk6rRA/s1600/100_0659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgnU4-9TEI/AAAAAAAADko/sh7RaYk6rRA/s320/100_0659.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Evan's tree.&amp;nbsp; What good little boys and girls to pose so willingly tonight.&amp;nbsp; The kids got to put a link on each time they did a Christlike act, beginning on Evan's birthday, Nov. 30th.&amp;nbsp; Lance really got into this and made most of the links on the tree.&amp;nbsp; One day he even got to put 22 on it!&amp;nbsp; He has been focusing a lot more this month on doing Christlike acts like sharing the toys he really likes more willingly, and helping around the house without being asked, and being the "bigger brother".&amp;nbsp; Everyone else pitched in, too ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgqqN3YtqI/AAAAAAAADkw/_eHz131tAuw/s1600/100_0545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgqqN3YtqI/AAAAAAAADkw/_eHz131tAuw/s320/100_0545.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reading "The Gingerbread Man", a gift from Kyle's preschool teachers.&amp;nbsp; It was &lt;em&gt;so&amp;nbsp;nice&lt;/em&gt; having&amp;nbsp;Daddy around on Christmas Eve!&amp;nbsp; They&amp;nbsp;made Gingerbread man cookies for Santa after that.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgrK6o8cbI/AAAAAAAADk0/1j4ZY8st5bo/s1600/100_0556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgrK6o8cbI/AAAAAAAADk0/1j4ZY8st5bo/s320/100_0556.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Eve Dinner - Glazed Ham, Green Bean Casserole, Yams with marshmallows, and homeade rolls.&amp;nbsp; Yum.&amp;nbsp; I love this one of Jared.&amp;nbsp; Begging for the kids to smile so&amp;nbsp;we don't have to take another picture!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgrXm77AJI/AAAAAAAADk4/6zYFbSc63-k/s1600/100_0559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgrXm77AJI/AAAAAAAADk4/6zYFbSc63-k/s320/100_0559.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner, Jace became a donkey, and Cami and Kyle were Mary and Joseph.&amp;nbsp; Dad read the story from Luke Chapter 2.&lt;br /&gt;"And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judæa, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem.&lt;br /&gt;To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgrkP3ATuI/AAAAAAAADk8/wRJIqxZmanQ/s1600/100_0560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgrkP3ATuI/AAAAAAAADk8/wRJIqxZmanQ/s320/100_0560.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="verse"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;And she brought forth her &lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker"&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/luke/2?lang=eng#" id="footnote5" jquery1293430802320="23" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&amp;amp;bookUri=luke&amp;amp;chapterUri=2&amp;amp;noteID=7a&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;firstborn&lt;/a&gt; son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the &lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker"&gt;b&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/luke/2?lang=eng#" id="footnote6" jquery1293430802320="24" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&amp;amp;bookUri=luke&amp;amp;chapterUri=2&amp;amp;noteID=7b&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;inn&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The shepherd was hiding behind the camera)&amp;nbsp;And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.&lt;br /&gt;...And the angel said unto them, (This is Evan's part) "Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. &lt;br /&gt;For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord."&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgrx7gFv_I/AAAAAAAADlA/GY4Zur5j2Ks/s1600/100_0563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgrx7gFv_I/AAAAAAAADlA/GY4Zur5j2Ks/s320/100_0563.JPG" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Matt. 2 - The wise men were directed by a star to Jesus);&amp;nbsp; "And when they were come into the house, they saw the young child with Mary his mother,&amp;nbsp;and fell down, and worshipped him: and when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto him gifts; gold, and &lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker"&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/2.11?lang=eng#" id="footnote11" jquery1293431496468="29" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&amp;amp;bookUri=matt&amp;amp;chapterUri=2&amp;amp;noteID=11a&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;frankincense&lt;/a&gt;, and myrrh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRg4v0I7SLI/AAAAAAAADlE/gItLyeFOZI4/s1600/IMAG0236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRg4v0I7SLI/AAAAAAAADlE/gItLyeFOZI4/s320/IMAG0236.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Taken at "Creches and Carols" a Christmas Nativity Exhibit that is put on every year at our church, and this is just one of the fun things they had available)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/luke/2?lang=eng#" id="footnote14" jquery1293432147584="32" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&amp;amp;bookUri=luke&amp;amp;chapterUri=2&amp;amp;noteID=14a&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;Glory&lt;/a&gt; to God in the highest!&lt;br /&gt;... and on earth &lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker"&gt;b&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/luke/2?lang=eng#" id="footnote15" jquery1293432147584="33" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&amp;amp;bookUri=luke&amp;amp;chapterUri=2&amp;amp;noteID=14b&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;peace&lt;/a&gt;, good will toward men."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5165957662542581479?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5165957662542581479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5165957662542581479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5165957662542581479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRgmZ2bUFXI/AAAAAAAADkc/k6ymsgZSLaA/s72-c/100_0660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-3169651220329059248</id><published>2010-12-25T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T23:50:33.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Card 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c00000; font-family: Boopee; font-size: 26pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Greetings from St. Louis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We hope this finds you happy and well.&amp;nbsp; We bought a house we love! Jared found the perfect place and neighborhood for our family, and we moved in June. There is even a pool down the street that we used almost every day in the summertime, with a diving board. Jenny keeps pinching herself to make sure she isn’t dreaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jared is fulfilling his dream career (after graduation from medical school in May), delivering babies left and right in his 1st yr of residency, and comes home exhausted and SO happy. He still finds time to hunt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Jace (10) in 5th grade, likes playing violin in the orchestra, soccer, basketball, reading, and hunting with Dad. When he grows up, he wants to be a professional soccer or basketball player, and/or a dentist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Lance (6) enjoys morning Kindergarten, especially riding the bus home. He and Jace walk together to school. He enjoys playing soccer, “capture the flag”, and making stuff with paper. He calls himself an “author” and loves to write. He wants to be a clown so he can make people laugh and be in the circus. His great laugh can be heard throughout the house, usually combined with Kyle’s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Kyle (4) is in preschool, loves puzzles, trains, monster trucks, soccer, playing whatever is going on at the moment with his siblings, and plans to be a fireman someday. He continues to be easy going and fun loving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Cami (almost 2) is just as giggly as a girl can get! She usually has a doll in her arms. Luckily, she still plays “catch”, kicks the soccer ball, and pushes cars and trains around with her brothers. She loves to help mom around the house, talk, sing, dance, and, unlike Mom, shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We are so grateful for these blessings in our lives, and for this Christmas season, to celebrate the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;“What is the spirit we feel at Christmastime? It is His spirit—the Spirit of Christ. With the pure love of Christ, let us walk in His footsteps as we approach the season celebrating His birth.” – President Thomas S. Monsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #435422; font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;Love,&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jared, Jenny, Jace, Angel Evan, Lance, Kyle, Camille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-3169651220329059248?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/3169651220329059248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-card-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3169651220329059248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3169651220329059248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-card-2010.html' title='Christmas Card 2010'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TRhCCBEQgmI/AAAAAAAADlM/IsUlCSo0Gpg/s72-c/4x6Christmas+card+2010+copy+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-5082786151646452721</id><published>2010-12-21T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T20:34:24.531-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Any Advice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh Fun!&amp;nbsp; We're re-tiling&amp;nbsp;both of our&amp;nbsp;bathroom floors and walls. (and&amp;nbsp;replacing the toilets and vanities)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I say "we" it means I get to do the fun part, and &lt;em&gt;he &lt;/em&gt;gets to do it.&amp;nbsp; I like my roll.&amp;nbsp; Jared's leaving all the shopping up to me.&amp;nbsp; I've got to figure out what colors I want and buy all the tile asap before Jared's off starting Thurs 'til Christmas (&amp;nbsp;then he's back to work again on the day after Christmas).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I bought a few colors I liked&amp;nbsp;today and tried them in the bathroom, but they're pretty much just like the tile in our entry way and our kitchen.&amp;nbsp; I really like that color and style!&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I'm trying to think, since we're re-doing both bathrooms, if I want&amp;nbsp;them both to be the same neutral colors, or do I want to get spunky and go with a little color?&amp;nbsp; Maybe a slate blue in our master bath (the bedroom walls are a light brown color that I really like - I never imagined myself liking brown walls, but I just really like this house!) and then doing the guest/hallway bathroom a neutral color, yes, like the entryway and kitchen.&amp;nbsp; Is that boring?&amp;nbsp; The walls in our house are, more light brown, same as our bedroom (like the hallway by this bathroom), an avacodo green and a vanilla yellow - which sound really crazy and wild, but I actually really like these colors!&amp;nbsp; ( never would have known to pick them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I need to shop some more tomorrow, I had about 15 minutes today to pick out the tile I got.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow's my last day to shop with just 2 kids in tow.&amp;nbsp; Not complaining, just sayin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm so excited, I just hope I pick good colors!&amp;nbsp; If you were redoing your bathrooms any color you dreamed of, how would you do it?&amp;nbsp; Ideas anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5082786151646452721?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5082786151646452721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/12/any-advice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5082786151646452721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5082786151646452721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/12/any-advice.html' title='Any Advice?'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-4525467571853806936</id><published>2010-12-14T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T19:45:14.996-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missionary work'/><title type='text'>Oh Joy!!!</title><content type='html'>What an opportunity it has been to live out here in the mission field.&amp;nbsp; Jared has a calling in the missionary work of our ward, and he was asked to&amp;nbsp;meet with a family that was investigating the church, and, of course, he couldn't do it with his crazy schedule, so he volunteered &lt;em&gt;me!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was nervous because I'd never left my children with anyone here, but I was very comfortable with the mother of 6 that watched them for me (of course, after &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; husband, who is the ward mission leader, volunteered&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; her&lt;/em&gt; to watch them - they had a great time, and it all worked out!)&lt;br /&gt;This family has 4 children, the last of which has recovered from cancer.&amp;nbsp; It was the first time I had ever been a part of any missionary discussions with a family that &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; wanted to know.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I enjoyed&amp;nbsp; few&amp;nbsp;visits with them, and they've been coming to church and continuing discussions during the week, and I just found out today that the parents are going to be baptized this Saturday!&amp;nbsp; What a joy to be a part of something like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-4525467571853806936?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/4525467571853806936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-joy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4525467571853806936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4525467571853806936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-joy.html' title='Oh Joy!!!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8121887014712940220</id><published>2010-12-09T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T18:29:03.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jace'/><title type='text'>Stealing the Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TQGP9Jjt4tI/AAAAAAAADkM/tm_5nEx_fyk/s1600/100_0543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TQGP9Jjt4tI/AAAAAAAADkM/tm_5nEx_fyk/s320/100_0543.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight was Jace's 5th Grade Musical Program, and we (including Jared) got to go together to see it.&amp;nbsp; It was a great program, the kids did an awesome job.&amp;nbsp; Cami was clapping her hands and laughing.&amp;nbsp; At one point, it was quiet, and Cami let out a loud giggle that turned heads in the whole auditorium followed by the loudest laughter from the audience that we'd heard that night.&amp;nbsp; It was hilarious.&amp;nbsp; She seemed to like the attention.&amp;nbsp; Even Jace's classmates&amp;nbsp;on stage saw her&amp;nbsp;and were laughing.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, after that, her giggles usually&amp;nbsp;came while there was music playing and the show went on.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-8121887014712940220?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8121887014712940220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/12/stealing-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8121887014712940220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8121887014712940220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/12/stealing-show.html' title='Stealing the Show'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TQGP9Jjt4tI/AAAAAAAADkM/tm_5nEx_fyk/s72-c/100_0543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-2150899708515189343</id><published>2010-11-30T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T09:08:17.565-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evan'/><title type='text'>Day 11, Gratitude Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful that Jared has a good job. I found myself complaining today about him just finding out that his night float starts tonight.&amp;nbsp; A night float is a night shift for a month, that each resident gets about twice a year, and Jared has it for the month of December.&amp;nbsp; He was planning on beginning it tomorrow night, but called me from work today to tell me that he found out that he'll be working tonight as well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I felt bad for him, he'd gone to bed a little late last night, and has been working since 6 this morning.&amp;nbsp; He'll be back home tomorrow morning sometime to sleep, then get up to go to work at 7pm tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; But as I was talking about this to the cashier while I paid for Kyle and Jace's winter coats (I don't know how I got so chatty, but there wasn't anyone behind me, so I wasn't keeping anyone waiting!)&amp;nbsp; Wait, I know why, because he called to tell me while I was&amp;nbsp;checking out. &amp;nbsp;I thought how ironic it was that I was buying these coats with the money that he earned at this job he has.&amp;nbsp; With so many hard times in the economy, I was embarrassed and quickly told the cashier that I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; grateful that he has a job :)&amp;nbsp; By the way, he loves his job, and comes home tired, but really happy, especially on days that he gets to bring new babies into the world.&amp;nbsp; That's a blessing in itself!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for my warm shower. 'nuf said.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm so grateful that there is a sweet lady in my ward that let me come to her house, bring my kids to play with her kids, while she cut my long overgrown split-ended hair that was driving me nuts!&amp;nbsp; I feel so much better now :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;P.S. for Evan's birthday tonight, we lit 9 candles in each of our icecream bowls ( 2 per kids; 1 for mom) and sang to him.&amp;nbsp; Then the kids wrote something Christlike that they can do this month onto a chain link, and made a paper chain for Evan's Christmas tree. (It's the one with red bows on it, that a family left it at our doorstep while he was sick, with dollar bills tied to each&amp;nbsp;bow).&amp;nbsp; They also get to put another link on each time they do a Christlike deed.&amp;nbsp; Jace picked our song, "A Child's Prayer", which is kind of our theme song for Evan - his grave stone has "of such is the kingdom of heaven" engraved on it.&amp;nbsp; And the kids got to open a present, things I've been meaning to give them anyway:&amp;nbsp; Winter stuff - coats for Jace, Kyle, and Cami, and boots for Kyle and Lance.&amp;nbsp; It was a nice evening, only we were missing two people:&amp;nbsp; Daddy and Evan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-2150899708515189343?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/2150899708515189343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-11-gratitude-journal_30.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2150899708515189343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2150899708515189343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-11-gratitude-journal_30.html' title='Day 11, Gratitude Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-1847620576409992165</id><published>2010-11-30T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T12:23:39.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evan'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Evan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TPVW3PgMjAI/AAAAAAAADkE/VMxIo607FGI/s1600/EvanRelayforLifeSlideshow+900X900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TPVW3PgMjAI/AAAAAAAADkE/VMxIo607FGI/s400/EvanRelayforLifeSlideshow+900X900.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9 Years today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Til we meet again﻿&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We miss &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;love you, Evan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-1847620576409992165?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/1847620576409992165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-evan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1847620576409992165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1847620576409992165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-evan.html' title='Happy Birthday, Evan!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TPVW3PgMjAI/AAAAAAAADkE/VMxIo607FGI/s72-c/EvanRelayforLifeSlideshow+900X900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6394735269020436515</id><published>2010-11-28T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T14:21:41.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11, Gratitude Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm ditto-ing what Jace said at the Thanksgiving dinner table:&amp;nbsp; I'm grateful for my nice car/van.&amp;nbsp; It is so nice to travel in comfort and with happy kids.&amp;nbsp; Where were movies in the car when I was growing up?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for this beautiful weather we've been having.&amp;nbsp; While my family and friends were freezing in&amp;nbsp;a blizzard last week, we've been having 63 degree weather here.&amp;nbsp; It did, however, snow for the first time here on Thanksgiving day.&amp;nbsp; It's melted.&amp;nbsp; I hear that we'll get our turn for cold weather, so I'll try to be careful not to brag too much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for&amp;nbsp;paper and scissors that give children hours of fun - as long as the scissors stay at the table!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-6394735269020436515?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6394735269020436515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-11-gratitude-journal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6394735269020436515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6394735269020436515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-11-gratitude-journal.html' title='Day 11, Gratitude Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7193313171390339072</id><published>2010-11-28T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T13:52:39.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10, Gratitude Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to say "Ditto" to what Lance said at our Thanksgiving dinner table.&amp;nbsp; I'm grateful for my nice shoes on my feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for my nice warm bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for my house (I know!&amp;nbsp; Already used it!) and my nice toys that I have to play with (i.e. my computer and camera)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7193313171390339072?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7193313171390339072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-10-gratitude-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7193313171390339072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7193313171390339072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-10-gratitude-journal.html' title='Day 10, Gratitude Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-3432215513449186122</id><published>2010-11-27T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T13:06:33.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gramma'/><title type='text'>Gramma's Obituary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TPFyIh9yTXI/AAAAAAAADkA/MvVHQWSjajA/s640/Janet+-+Obituary.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-3432215513449186122?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/3432215513449186122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/grammas-obituary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3432215513449186122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3432215513449186122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/grammas-obituary.html' title='Gramma&apos;s Obituary'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TPFyIh9yTXI/AAAAAAAADkA/MvVHQWSjajA/s72-c/Janet+-+Obituary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-1765211713307481353</id><published>2010-11-26T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T18:57:03.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gramma'/><title type='text'>Day 9, Grateful Journal</title><content type='html'>I figured I could count last post,&amp;nbsp;"Happy Thanksgiving" as my day 8 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today, I am grateful for the spirit of Christmas that comes when we unpack our Christmas decorations.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We completed our Christmas decorating today, and as the kids were putting up their nativity scenes, I got to read a little bit to them from Luke (so nice to have the scriptures handy in my cell! - hey, I could use that for another "grateful" item :)&amp;nbsp; It was nice to bring that spirit of Christmas into this home for the first time, for our family.&amp;nbsp; Lance and Kyle got to read a few Christmas books with me today.&amp;nbsp; I love this time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful that we got to have Thanksgiving dinner yesterday with Jared.&amp;nbsp; He was working, of course, and we got to meet him at work and enjoy lunch with him.&amp;nbsp; I have to say that, honestly, I wouldn't mind doing it that way all four years that we are here.&amp;nbsp; I got to enjoy the morning with my kids, putting up the Christmas tree, instead of cooking like crazy.&amp;nbsp; Then, &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; the delicious all you can eat turkey dinner, we picked up our plates and threw them away.&amp;nbsp; NO DISHES!&amp;nbsp; I was about to wipe off the table when Jared reminded me, "They'll get it".&amp;nbsp; See, that's what I'm talking about!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful to have had this amazing Gramma in my life.&amp;nbsp; Here is a poem that she wrote and gave&amp;nbsp;to her dad, Harold Walter Miller. The date on it was 11 May 1949. She wrote, “He must have thought enough of the concept to have kept it all these years.” She found this poem among his things after he died.&amp;nbsp; Grampa put it in the program for her Memorial Service.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOOK UP...WEEP NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the candle of my life is blown out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t bury me in the cold, dark ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But take my ashes to the highest hill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where below the countryside,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature in her wedding gown is peaceful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet alive with the beauty of existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my loved ones, left behind to weep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will lift their faces to the heavens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will mingle with the tears and loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wash them away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving only happy thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of days that were and are to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For both the left behind and the gone beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want no hanging heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or tears wetting the bleeding hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That cover a mound of earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want no gravestone, hard and cold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my spirit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly with the skylark,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And run with the weaving brook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to dance with the blowing trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sing with the wind and rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soul,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I am not gone forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have changed my garments of worldliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the cloak of godliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Janet M. Tilton~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-1765211713307481353?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/1765211713307481353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-9-grateful-journal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1765211713307481353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1765211713307481353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-9-grateful-journal.html' title='Day 9, Grateful Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-1156561707413554075</id><published>2010-11-25T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T08:19:08.553-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Handyman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grateful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving sibs'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6Ejo_YJbI/AAAAAAAADjw/rC77mrZns0Q/s1600/100_1779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6Ejo_YJbI/AAAAAAAADjw/rC77mrZns0Q/s320/100_1779.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I'm so grateful for helpers in the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿A few pics I took this morning in spirit of the day: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6ExkkAYcI/AAAAAAAADj4/ymbGNxwvMZs/s1600/100_1766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6ExkkAYcI/AAAAAAAADj4/ymbGNxwvMZs/s320/100_1766.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Cami was so excited to get ready for today.&amp;nbsp; She even picked out her outfit.&amp;nbsp; I'm so grateful that I&amp;nbsp;have cute clothes to dress my children in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; 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border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6EqmMb21I/AAAAAAAADj0/7EgN-8HsK_s/s1600/100_1773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6EqmMb21I/AAAAAAAADj0/7EgN-8HsK_s/s320/100_1773.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Catch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6ERb7p33I/AAAAAAAADjo/YcfaPwbXRSU/s1600/100_1777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6ERb7p33I/AAAAAAAADjo/YcfaPwbXRSU/s320/100_1777.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love at home.&amp;nbsp; I am&amp;nbsp;grateful for siblings happily playing together and being best buddies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6EEiEJ0rI/AAAAAAAADjk/4Qy0mr3ybGw/s1600/100_1763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6EEiEJ0rI/AAAAAAAADjk/4Qy0mr3ybGw/s400/100_1763.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;More loving siblings.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Tuesday at the railroad tracks by Kyle's preschool.&amp;nbsp; The only picture I got before we headed back to the car.&amp;nbsp; Brrr!&amp;nbsp; We'll come back in the spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6KQXa00kI/AAAAAAAADj8/tax8zrGoMYY/s1600/100_1772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6KQXa00kI/AAAAAAAADj8/tax8zrGoMYY/s320/100_1772.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night's shelves.&amp;nbsp; I bought these at a yard sale months ago, and couldn't decide exactly where, in Cami's room, I wanted to put them.&amp;nbsp; I finally decided that I've gotta get these up before we move again.&amp;nbsp; I am really happy with how they look here :)&amp;nbsp; I'm so grateful for my handyman!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-1156561707413554075?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/1156561707413554075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1156561707413554075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1156561707413554075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TO6Ejo_YJbI/AAAAAAAADjw/rC77mrZns0Q/s72-c/100_1779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8331656175188823112</id><published>2010-11-24T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T19:34:56.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7, Gratitude Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for school being out and more time with kids and a more relaxed schedule.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for the public library system and free movies and books to borrow for the holidays.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful to be able to witness Cami singing, "I am a Child of God." by herself.&amp;nbsp; Tonight,&amp;nbsp;Dad was putting up shelves in her room, and she sat on the rocking horse and sang.&amp;nbsp; It was the cutest thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-8331656175188823112?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8331656175188823112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-7-gratitude-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8331656175188823112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8331656175188823112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-7-gratitude-journal.html' title='Day 7, Gratitude Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8384258551824264702</id><published>2010-11-22T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T22:01:34.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6, Grateful Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Gramma passed away today.&amp;nbsp; I am grateful for the knowledge that, like Jesus, she lives!&amp;nbsp; And she would laugh at having her name so compared with Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Last Thanksgiving was our last time together.&amp;nbsp; There was a feel to our hugs and goodbyes at the end of that trip, something&amp;nbsp;in her misty loving eyes, that told me that I might not see her again in this life.&amp;nbsp; How I loved sitting next to her, laughing at her quips about this or that.&amp;nbsp; She has an incredible talent with humor.&amp;nbsp; If you walked into her house, you&amp;nbsp;would&amp;nbsp;see where her heart is.&amp;nbsp; There are pictures of her family, children, grandchildren,&amp;nbsp;everywhere.&amp;nbsp; There's a really cute one of her and her eternal companion, Grampa, when they were dating.&amp;nbsp; She made sure &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; relationship ended with the two of them.&amp;nbsp; She calls herself a "Jewish Princess" because of what a wonderful husband Grampa is to her.&amp;nbsp; Oh, how I miss her!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am grateful for the gift of prayer.&amp;nbsp; I know I'm not s'posed to say the same thing again, but last time I called it, "power of prayer".&amp;nbsp; Today it is&amp;nbsp;a gift.&amp;nbsp; Last week, the kids were playing capture the flag, the flag being Lance's camoflauge jacket "because it's easier to hide".&amp;nbsp; I told them I didn't like it, but if they were sure to bring it back inside, they can use it.&amp;nbsp; Of course, the friends that were here that day had left when I called the kids in for dinner and the rest of the evening took our minds off the camo jacket that was still sitting out in the dark somewhere.&amp;nbsp; The next day, Lance could not find it.&amp;nbsp; It's been about 4 days, and by this time,&amp;nbsp;Lance wanted to play capture the&amp;nbsp;stick.&amp;nbsp; I told him that he could play it after he looked again&amp;nbsp;for his jacket &amp;nbsp;and said a prayer.&amp;nbsp; He looked, but wasn't big on the prayer part.&amp;nbsp; After a bit, he came back to me after having said his prayer.&amp;nbsp; He was&amp;nbsp;bummed that, although he had&amp;nbsp;said a prayer, he still hadn't seen it.&amp;nbsp; However, he was excited that now&amp;nbsp;he could play the game and move on to other things after doing what was asked.&amp;nbsp; A few hours later, I happened to glance outside in the backyard.&amp;nbsp; There, in the middle of our yard, was Lance's jacket, as if it had landed there from heaven.&amp;nbsp; I asked all the kids if they found it, and none had.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, Lance was pretty excited to have witnessed this gift and miracle from prayer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoyed a good conversation with Grampa this morning.&amp;nbsp; He told me that Gramma's been in a great deal more pain lately.&amp;nbsp; She even woke up yesterday while her Visiting Teacher was with her and, dissappointed, asked, "I'm still here?"&amp;nbsp; Even at a time like this, she's making us laugh.&amp;nbsp; In our family and couple prayers, we've been praying that Gramma might have the desires of her heart.&amp;nbsp; But later today after talking to Grampa, I said a pleading prayer.&amp;nbsp; "Please let Gramma be relieved of this pain."&amp;nbsp; Hours later my mom called me with the news.&amp;nbsp; I'm so grateful that she is no longer suffering.&amp;nbsp; I love thinking about the reunions she is having with so many, including our Evan!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-8384258551824264702?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8384258551824264702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-6-grateful-journal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8384258551824264702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8384258551824264702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-6-grateful-journal.html' title='Day 6, Grateful Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-3718593828916910976</id><published>2010-11-21T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T22:12:51.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5, Grateful Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am grateful for Primary music that helps our Sunday mornings run more smoothly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am grateful for missionary work, and the opportunity that I have to share it with others that have not had the blessings of this gospel in their lives.&amp;nbsp; One family, that the sister missionaries introduced me to, came to church today for the first time.&amp;nbsp; It was a different experience for the father, and the mother absolutely loved it.&amp;nbsp; The kids got to meet my children, who have been anticipating this during the week.&amp;nbsp; They have a little girl that overcame cancer, so our kids have&amp;nbsp;this little bit in common&amp;nbsp;that not too many others have.&amp;nbsp; It is such a joy to look into their eyes and see the happiness they are feeling through experiencing the gospel for the first time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am grateful for ward choir and singing Christmas songs.&amp;nbsp; It's fun :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-3718593828916910976?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/3718593828916910976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-5-grateful-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3718593828916910976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/3718593828916910976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-5-grateful-journal.html' title='Day 5, Grateful Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-4740868999493209811</id><published>2010-11-20T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T18:35:28.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4, Grateful Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am grateful for my garage, that in the winter time when it's snowing outside or frozen, my car is ready and waiting for me in the garage.&amp;nbsp; I gave a ride to a&amp;nbsp; friend today that is in an apartment and only has a carport for her car.&amp;nbsp; The ride I gave her was to the store to have an automatic starter and remote for her to use this winter.&amp;nbsp; She is a single mom with a daughter.&amp;nbsp; I'm grateful that my garage saved me from even having to consider such expenses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plus, I'm grateful to be a mom with a good husband.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Warm soft socks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-4740868999493209811?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/4740868999493209811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-4-grateful-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4740868999493209811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4740868999493209811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-4-grateful-journal.html' title='Day 4, Grateful Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8401579206814096527</id><published>2010-11-19T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T12:24:13.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3, Grateful Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am grateful for the power of prayer that has blessed my life, even in the simplest ways.&amp;nbsp; Today I got a spoon stuck in the disposal.&amp;nbsp; I tried to free it.&amp;nbsp; I tried and tried to get it out.&amp;nbsp; I got it to move a little, but it was determined to stay put.&amp;nbsp; Jared wouldn't be home until the next day after working all night.&amp;nbsp; I was pretty sure he wouldn't be excited to already have an urgent, "To Do" list when he got home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just wanted to have my kitchen clean so I could move to the next item on my list!&amp;nbsp; It was quiet time, so the kids were all in their rooms.&amp;nbsp; I got on my knees and said a quick prayer.&amp;nbsp; I stood back up, reached my hand in, and pull it out.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, just like that.&amp;nbsp; What a blessing to have the gift of prayers in my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for my health, and my family's health.&amp;nbsp; I have not gotten sick at all since we've been here.&amp;nbsp; The kids have been doing great.&amp;nbsp; It seems like we got sick a lot when we were in that tiny apt.&amp;nbsp;breathing the same air all the time.&amp;nbsp; I'm knocking on wood, but so far, so good...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modern technologies, like Skype.&amp;nbsp; Jared's Dad sent us the equipment, and last night I was able to get hooked up and had my first "in person" conversation with my father in law since we've moved.&amp;nbsp; I'm excited for the kids to use it.&amp;nbsp; They have really been missing their families in UT, and it will be so much fun!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-8401579206814096527?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8401579206814096527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-3-grateful-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8401579206814096527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8401579206814096527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-3-grateful-journal.html' title='Day 3, Grateful Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-457412527666503224</id><published>2010-11-18T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T00:00:08.682-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 2, Grateful Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am grateful for my children.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for Jace.&amp;nbsp; He is an incredible helper, especially on Sunday mornings with the kids in the morning rush before getting to church.&amp;nbsp; He reads long stories to them at night (during my one-on-one time with, you guessed it, the kitchen), and they love it. He even began putting Cami to bed after reading her bedtime story. He continues to excel in school, getting better on the violin, likes his teacher (even makes her laugh sometimes!), and is actively involved with his friends both in school and in our neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; Their favorites to do together are: soccer, capture the flag, wrestling, and baseball.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for my Evan Angel, and the opportunity that I had, and continue to have, to raise him in the next life. &amp;nbsp;His laugh and stomping feet as he runs throughout the house are the most missed. I look forward to the day that I can watch him laugh again with his brothers and sister, and run with those thumping feet. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful&amp;nbsp;for my Lance.&amp;nbsp; Lance has an amazing amount of energy that has been used, a lot of times, to help mom out around the house. If he had a slogan, it would say, "Get the Job Done". He does it! If there's something in the house I really want to have done, he's my man! I call him my "super duper cleaner". He is also beginning to write and read, and loves making things out of paper with drawings and scissors. Currently, he's been making tons of turkeys by tracing his hand and decorating it. I didn't know this until yesterday, when we were filling out his spotlight for Primary at church: When he grows up, he wants to be a clown because he wants to make people laugh and he wants to&amp;nbsp;be in the circus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm grateful for Kyle.&amp;nbsp; Kyle is my cuddler. He is full of love for anyone around him. A common thing that he and I say is, "I want you, " usually followed by a cuddly hug. It began a long time ago when he was supposed to be taking a nap, but was being unhappy. I asked him, "What do you want, Kyle?" And he replied, "Mom, I want you." In the mornings, he and Cami are the best of buddies. In the afternoons, during Cami's nap, he and Lance play like they haven't seen each other in days instead of a few short Kindergarten hours. Today Lance had a friend over, and Kyle didn't mind a bit that they road his Power Wheels monster truck that he got for his birthday, and didn't mind being on his own team for "Capture the Flag", or even being the scary monster - which I objected to until&amp;nbsp;he assured me that he really wanted to be the monster. If Cami is throwing a fit about something, he'll just give her what she wants. Pretty much same goes for Lance, although he does hold his own if he needs to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cami is a joy. It is so different having a little giggly girl around. She usually has a doll in her arms. Totally and new thing to us. Unlike her mom, she loves to shop. In the stores, she seems to like all the attention she gets, like her mom :) When we're checking out, while I'm busy with the cashier, she's charming the person behind us. In the mornings, she actually lets me do her hair and likes to check it out in the mirror afterward.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Okay, so maybe I went over the three for today, that was fun. I'll try to follow directions better tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-457412527666503224?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/457412527666503224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-2-grateful-journal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/457412527666503224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/457412527666503224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-2-grateful-journal.html' title='Day 2, Grateful Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-5349622860295560131</id><published>2010-11-17T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T21:32:01.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Gratitude Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight we had a Relief Society Dinner at church.&amp;nbsp; We got to enjoy a delicious meal and then listen to a phenomenal speaker that shared a motivational lesson about how we can have an "Attitude of Gratitude" through recording the things we are thankful for each day.&amp;nbsp; "Gratitude Journals" were available for us to take home, inside which we were to record&amp;nbsp;three things each day for one month ('til Dec. 16th) of those things we are thankful for (Rules: you can't use any of them twice! and it has to be positive).&amp;nbsp; I forgot to bring one of those cute journals home, and so my&amp;nbsp;trusty blog gets to pick up for my slack :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am grateful for my Savior, Jesus Christ, and his atoning sacrifice for us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today, and everyday, it easy for me to remember how grateful I am for this nice house Jared found for our family.&amp;nbsp; It's always there for me to look at!&amp;nbsp; The kitchen is my favorite room in the house (besides the front room and family room :)&amp;nbsp; Most nights, I am able to have&amp;nbsp;one-on-one time to thank my kitchen as I load the dishes and wipe the counters.&amp;nbsp; It's my chance to give back a little for what it gave our famiy throughout the busy day.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, when I'm too exhausted, I thank it in the morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am grateful for my busy&amp;nbsp;husband, who isn't always there for me to look at.&amp;nbsp; In fact, one morning as we were leaving for church, he got home after working all day and night before, and the kids were shocked to see him.&amp;nbsp; Lance asked him, "How did you get home so early?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Which brings up my children, but that's for another day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5349622860295560131?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5349622860295560131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5349622860295560131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5349622860295560131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude-journal.html' title='Gratitude Journal'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-5703542503678715349</id><published>2010-11-08T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T20:39:34.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was evening and we were bustling about with the regular chaos that goes on with more than one kid, when I realized that I hadn't heard or seen Kyle for a bit of time.&amp;nbsp; I did a quick check in all the bathrooms, downstairs, bedrooms, even my closet!&amp;nbsp; (I'm hiding some Christmas gifts in there).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I finally found him quietly curled up with a book on the love seat in our front room.&amp;nbsp; I gave him a hug and told him I was looking for him and was happy to see him reading&amp;nbsp;a book.&amp;nbsp; He said, "I can't read it."&amp;nbsp; And then he took my face into both of his hands, looked me sincerely&amp;nbsp;in the eyes, and said intently,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I want to turn into you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was the sweetest moment.&amp;nbsp; All he really meant was, "I want to know how to read like you," but I will not forget this time&amp;nbsp;when my youngest boy cradled my face in his hands and told me from the bottom of his sincere heart that he wants to be like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5703542503678715349?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5703542503678715349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/like-you.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5703542503678715349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5703542503678715349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/11/like-you.html' title='Like You'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7554930179417786537</id><published>2010-10-30T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T22:00:49.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><title type='text'>I'm "Mommy-like"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight after our Halloween party, 10 yr. old Jace said, "I had a good time. I thought it was going to be a little cheesy, but it was actually fun."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Why did you think it would be cheesy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I thought you were gonna be all mommy-like."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7554930179417786537?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7554930179417786537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-mommy-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7554930179417786537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7554930179417786537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-mommy-like.html' title='I&apos;m &quot;Mommy-like&quot;'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-4431865418284613504</id><published>2010-10-22T22:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T22:50:12.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI4NzgxMjg3Mjg*NSZwdD*xMjg3ODEyOTQxMjU3JnA9NzQ4ODEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZvPTg4MGM*NDUxMzhlMjRj/YTBiOTcxMjcxNDcwMDcwNDgyJm9mPTA=.gif" style="height: 0px; 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This&amp;nbsp;is one of the songs they&amp;nbsp;will sing.&amp;nbsp; I just love it.&amp;nbsp; It came out in the Oct. 2002 Friend magazine, and again in January 2010, for all the primary kids to learn.&amp;nbsp; When I hear it, it reminds me of our awesome primary presidency and leaders&amp;nbsp;back in UT.&amp;nbsp; They put a series of songs, including this one,&amp;nbsp;on a CD for each child, and we played it every time we went anywhere in the van.&amp;nbsp; When&amp;nbsp;it came on, I could picture our primary music leader, who is a dear and beautiful, talented&amp;nbsp;friend of mine with a crystal clear voice, leading the children to this&amp;nbsp;sweet song.&amp;nbsp; Lance and Jace know it.&amp;nbsp; When I asked them tonight, they agreed to help Kyle learn it tomorrow night&amp;nbsp;during family night and throughout this week before our Primary Program on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It is called &lt;strong&gt;"I Know That My Savior Loves Me."&lt;/strong&gt; by Tami Jeppson Creamer and Derena Bell:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A long time ago in a beautiful place,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Children were gathered ’round Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He blessed and taught as they felt of His love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each saw the tears on His face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The love that He felt for His little ones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know He feels for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did not touch Him or sit on His knee,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet, Jesus is real to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know he lives!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (The children sing it just like this. You don't have to be in the primary room to hear it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will follow faithfully.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart I give to Him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that my Savior loves me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I am here in a beautiful place,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learning the teachings of Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parents and teachers will help guide the way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lighting my path ev’ry day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wrapped in the arms of my Savior’s love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel His gentle touch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living each day, I will follow His way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home to my Father above&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know he lives!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will follow faithfully.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart I give to Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that my Savior loves me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7003198658459350169?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?hideNav=1&amp;locale=0&amp;sourceId=a09de3bfad6bb010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;vgnextoid=21bc9fbee98db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD' title='I Love This Song'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7003198658459350169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-this-song_17.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7003198658459350169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7003198658459350169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-this-song_17.html' title='I Love This Song'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-89991582145006895</id><published>2010-10-17T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:16:54.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyle's 4th Bday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TLKvALHf-WI/AAAAAAAADio/0a7XXOUvzdA/s1600/IMAG0151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TLKvALHf-WI/AAAAAAAADio/0a7XXOUvzdA/s320/IMAG0151.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TLKNAaYExaI/AAAAAAAADic/ccdAl9EsXDI/s1600/100_6471.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TLKNAaYExaI/AAAAAAAADic/ccdAl9EsXDI/s200/100_6471.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TLKsgL4Z6SI/AAAAAAAADik/AoRyZd9sOcs/s1600/Copy+of+100_6483.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="159" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TLKsgL4Z6SI/AAAAAAAADik/AoRyZd9sOcs/s200/Copy+of+100_6483.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kyle was his Daddy's FIRST and Mommy's FOURTH delivery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK99JIOUUeI/AAAAAAAADhg/kFoT13W7oao/s1600/100_8135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK99JIOUUeI/AAAAAAAADhg/kFoT13W7oao/s320/100_8135.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK_sbVTqBaI/AAAAAAAADho/6-X8louacB4/s1600/IMAG0151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK_sbVTqBaI/AAAAAAAADho/6-X8louacB4/s320/IMAG0151.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK_zQ1umh7I/AAAAAAAADh0/DYd-9eosILQ/s1600/100_6487.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK_zQ1umh7I/AAAAAAAADh0/DYd-9eosILQ/s320/100_6487.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK940Ks_iTI/AAAAAAAADhM/ycZgAsNVW78/s1600/100_7665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Kyle is such a huggable, loveable, silly little tiger!&amp;nbsp; This is a typical "Kyle" look, taken the day he began riding his bike without training wheels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK_1IacvFsI/AAAAAAAADh8/-nwv6_EBDo8/s1600/100_1271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="64" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK_sle6PrnI/AAAAAAAADhs/-8fgbZL2vjo/s320/IMAG0149.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 764px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 153px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK_sle6PrnI/AAAAAAAADhs/-8fgbZL2vjo/s1600/IMAG0149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK_sle6PrnI/AAAAAAAADhs/-8fgbZL2vjo/s320/IMAG0149.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kyle's support group waits with him at&amp;nbsp;the hospital, on his birthday,&amp;nbsp;after breaking his collarbone 2 days earlier after a fall from a LaZ Boy recliner onto hardwood floor.&amp;nbsp; The children's hospital here was awesome, and not only spoiled him on his birthday, but showered his&amp;nbsp;sibs with gifts as well.&amp;nbsp; FYI- the break wasn't a bad one, the&amp;nbsp;bone is still alligned, and is healing perfectly, according to the 2nd Xray taken on his birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Video taken on his birthday,&amp;nbsp;for the grandparents,&amp;nbsp;just reassurance that Kyle is okay :)&amp;nbsp;and bounced right back to riding the scooter and throwing a&amp;nbsp;fit about the other scooter in his way on the sidewalk that he would like to have removed.﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK_1IacvFsI/AAAAAAAADh8/-nwv6_EBDo8/s1600/100_1271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK_1IacvFsI/AAAAAAAADh8/-nwv6_EBDo8/s320/100_1271.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Kyle!&amp;nbsp; We are so grateful to&amp;nbsp;have YOU and all the smiles and laughter that come with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5973688049616835472?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5973688049616835472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/10/kyle-is-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5973688049616835472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5973688049616835472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/10/kyle-is-four.html' title='Kyle is FOUR!!!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TLKvALHf-WI/AAAAAAAADio/0a7XXOUvzdA/s72-c/IMAG0151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-2425563846241575691</id><published>2010-10-06T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T20:56:33.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Residency'/><title type='text'>Jared Got a Straight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today Jared delivered &lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 BABIES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And he got a "straight 5!" (He delivered the babies in Rooms 4,5, 6, 7, and 8. The sixth one was in,&amp;nbsp;like, room 10 or something.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is the most babies he has delivered in a day.&amp;nbsp; He said one resident that worked call, 24 hours, delivered 24 babies.&amp;nbsp; Not one each hour, they come in clusters.&amp;nbsp; (i.e. one after another: the resident delivers the baby and gives the medical student the remaining jobs, like delivering the placenta, while they go deliver another baby after which they assign a med student to deliver&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; placenta and on to the next...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Also, he won a gift certificate at work for collecting the most umbilical cord&amp;nbsp;blood. Way to go, Jared!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made him pose one morning before work because he was wearing his coat, about Lance's birthday time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK0-PkbQyVI/AAAAAAAADhA/AdOKh441TAs/s1600/100_0986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK0-PkbQyVI/AAAAAAAADhA/AdOKh441TAs/s320/100_0986.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK08QM7nuWI/AAAAAAAADg8/gKMBfNCS7GQ/s1600/100_0983.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK08QM7nuWI/AAAAAAAADg8/gKMBfNCS7GQ/s320/100_0983.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's what it says, isn't that great?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-2425563846241575691?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/2425563846241575691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/10/jared-got-straight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2425563846241575691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2425563846241575691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/10/jared-got-straight.html' title='Jared Got a Straight!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TK0-PkbQyVI/AAAAAAAADhA/AdOKh441TAs/s72-c/100_0986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-287153681984771011</id><published>2010-10-02T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T20:55:20.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lance Quotes'/><title type='text'>Come on, Mom!  Work It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We got a treadmill today free on Craigslist.&amp;nbsp; Jared asked me to watch for one; he's been wanting to put one in the basement to use.&amp;nbsp; So today Lance and Kyle were taking turns on it, and while Lance was running, he said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I'm gettin' the fat off me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I told him, "I don't think you have any fat on you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He asked, "Do you have any fat on you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Mom, you should really get on here!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-287153681984771011?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/287153681984771011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/10/come-on-mom-work-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/287153681984771011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/287153681984771011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/10/come-on-mom-work-it.html' title='Come on, Mom!  Work It!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-2093484361706539319</id><published>2010-09-29T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T20:52:23.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helpers'/><title type='text'>Mom's Helpers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TKPDYWPwjrI/AAAAAAAADgk/EAKeTPd0OWA/s1600/100_1127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TKPDYWPwjrI/AAAAAAAADgk/EAKeTPd0OWA/s400/100_1127.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TKPFEQJY5rI/AAAAAAAADgo/crrAX8h5FM8/s1600/100_1107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TKPFEQJY5rI/AAAAAAAADgo/crrAX8h5FM8/s400/100_1107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TKPGnXmV-aI/AAAAAAAADgs/OjgtBvgZFvI/s1600/100_1103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TKPGnXmV-aI/AAAAAAAADgs/OjgtBvgZFvI/s400/100_1103.JPG" width="400" /&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/34099403-2093484361706539319?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/2093484361706539319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/moms-helpers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2093484361706539319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/2093484361706539319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/moms-helpers.html' title='Mom&apos;s Helpers'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TKPDYWPwjrI/AAAAAAAADgk/EAKeTPd0OWA/s72-c/100_1127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-1192647056823067975</id><published>2010-09-23T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T21:14:19.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kyle School'/><title type='text'>I Get to Go to School Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hurray, Hurray, Hurray!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJwdTXL4-7I/AAAAAAAADgc/5fRKsKRWdT8/s1600/100_1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520319461727992754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJwdTXL4-7I/AAAAAAAADgc/5fRKsKRWdT8/s400/100_1066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kyle before his first preschool class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the poem we learned from Lance's Kindergartin class, and kept repeating Tuesday morning as Kyle got ready for his first day of Speech Preschool.  Kyle has been wanting to go to school since his brothers began.  I remember one day that I told him how much I love having him home with me and when I asked him if he loves it too, I got a, "No!  I want to go to school!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kyle was in a Mommy and Me speech class in Utah for the last 2 months that we lived there that I absolutely loved.  The teachers were phenomenal and everything they did had to do with the sounds they were working on that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after contacting the school district here and going through a series of testing hearing, vision, and speech, he received a Missouri IEP (Individualized Education Program) stating that he qualified for this speech class with 3 other boys his age with similiar speech impediments.  It is twice a week for an hour and a half.  There are 4 students and 2 speech pathologists.  They have circle time, centers, and all the regular preschool gadgets, only the focus is on articulation of speech.  It is in the same school district as his brothers, so they are all on the same schedule, making things really great for mom :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Plus, Cami loves it, too, because we go shopping instead of going home, since it's 15 minutes away.  I have yet to learn about all the great stores in this neighboring town. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJwculxRs4I/AAAAAAAADgU/InzFCykY8HI/s1600/100_1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520318829987738498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJwculxRs4I/AAAAAAAADgU/InzFCykY8HI/s400/100_1067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJwciulAIeI/AAAAAAAADgM/GSg6tBmucHY/s1600/100_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520318626193744354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJwciulAIeI/AAAAAAAADgM/GSg6tBmucHY/s400/100_1069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJwcSLU3FjI/AAAAAAAADgE/M980vPEuNig/s1600/100_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520318341852894770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJwcSLU3FjI/AAAAAAAADgE/M980vPEuNig/s400/100_1071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yay for great programs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hurray, Hurray, Hurray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-1192647056823067975?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/1192647056823067975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-get-to-go-to-school-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1192647056823067975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1192647056823067975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-get-to-go-to-school-today.html' title='I Get to Go to School Today!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJwdTXL4-7I/AAAAAAAADgc/5fRKsKRWdT8/s72-c/100_1066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-5102828781516181983</id><published>2010-09-22T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:50:39.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evan'/><title type='text'>Sweet Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KVaaRx1-kSs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KVaaRx1-kSs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This music is amazing. It is called "Gracie's Theme" from the album, "Sacred Piano". I want this CD for Christmas if anyone in my family wants to know (hint, hint). It's been out for a while, but I was just browsing on the composer, Paul &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cardall's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; website just now. He was here in St Louis last week visiting a girl at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SL&lt;/span&gt; Children's Hospital with Congenital Heart Disease, which he was also born with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; of hearing one of Paul &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cardall's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; firesides with my mom about 10 years ago in Utah and knew I wanted to hear more. Years later, I got to know Paul's mom through working with her in the Relief Society Presidency. She was our Stake Relief Society President, and was such a joy to work with and cry with. I love her! For Christmas, she gave me her son's CD, "The Christmas Box", along with the book, "The Christmas Box" by Richard Paul Evans. (Another &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; book I have!) And if you haven't read or heard either of those, I highly recommend them. In fact, if you're my neighbor, I'll give you one for Christmas, '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I have a whole box of them that I bought just for the occasion :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I may be sounding like an advertisement, but I really like both of these artists' work. Paul &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cardall&lt;/span&gt; also just came out with this new book. The following quote is a press release about his latest book titled, "Before My Heart Stops".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Doctors told four-time Billboard charting pianist Paul &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cardall&lt;/span&gt; without a heart transplant he would die. And if he was fortunate to live long enough to receive one, he would most likely not survive the surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...Tens of thousands of fans offered support, but it was the love of his three-year-old daughter that motivated him to endure countless painful procedures which gave him a second chance at life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cardall&lt;/span&gt; now shares his story in a new book, Before My Heart Stops, offering insights and wisdom into matters of love, gratitude, overcoming trials, and fulfilling your destiny. After reading his story, you may ask yourself, “what do I need to do before my heart stops?” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. "Living for Eden" is also another really great album that he wrote and I really like but don't have yet ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5102828781516181983?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KVaaRx1-kSs' title='Sweet Music'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5102828781516181983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/sweet-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5102828781516181983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5102828781516181983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/sweet-music.html' title='Sweet Music'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-1675567128313802010</id><published>2010-09-19T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T19:42:53.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><title type='text'>"A Bite, Dad!  Bite, Bite!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518817942709268962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJbHrc888eI/AAAAAAAADf0/6V1BgJi7lPw/s400/100_1060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518820337332283682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJbJ21nkaSI/AAAAAAAADf8/5S4UmB5Jdjc/s400/100_1059.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cami absolutely would not be ignored while Jared was enjoying his icecream tonight. She knows how to get what she wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-1675567128313802010?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/1675567128313802010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/bite-dad-bite-bite.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1675567128313802010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1675567128313802010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/bite-dad-bite-bite.html' title='&quot;A Bite, Dad!  Bite, Bite!&quot;'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJbHrc888eI/AAAAAAAADf0/6V1BgJi7lPw/s72-c/100_1060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-5172694688389467923</id><published>2010-09-18T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T23:07:48.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Louis outings'/><title type='text'>First Trip to Botanical Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWeCRhTYeI/AAAAAAAADfs/5vWOIb_Sku4/s1600/100_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This month's Relief Society Meeting was at the St Louis Botanical Garden, where the kids and I visited this morning for the first time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWdsoDTR2I/AAAAAAAADfk/0LKuz0cjWVU/s1600/100_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518490308403480418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWdsoDTR2I/AAAAAAAADfk/0LKuz0cjWVU/s400/100_1045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cannot believe this photo is actually one that I took.  We got to stand by a real live banana tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWdeHOP77I/AAAAAAAADfc/0p8_3lOTo4I/s1600/100_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518490059072860082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWdeHOP77I/AAAAAAAADfc/0p8_3lOTo4I/s400/100_1026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kyle's checking to make sure that Rex doesn't see us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWdI5GsDtI/AAAAAAAADfU/an4Ewiro540/s1600/100_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518489694505799378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWdI5GsDtI/AAAAAAAADfU/an4Ewiro540/s400/100_1018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This spot would have been great to stay and get more photos at, but we had to keep moving!  We had a couple of soccer games to get to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWcdLqW4zI/AAAAAAAADfM/jlUsupMxeFs/s1600/100_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518488943573001010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWcdLqW4zI/AAAAAAAADfM/jlUsupMxeFs/s400/100_1016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photogenic dude.  This smile reminds me of picture day at school.  I ask him what they said to get him to smile and he told me, "Give us your best smile!" and showed me a smile, something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518488214772782066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWbywq2E_I/AAAAAAAADe8/7oK6tnpCGpg/s400/100_1012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kyle is into a "spikey hair" look these days.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518488575816709634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWcHxqbNgI/AAAAAAAADfE/GLVDzA-D4dM/s400/100_1014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish we could have stayed longer!  It is free to go on Saturday mornings, so we will definitely have to do this again when soccer season is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5172694688389467923?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5172694688389467923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-trip-to-botanical-garden.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5172694688389467923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5172694688389467923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-trip-to-botanical-garden.html' title='First Trip to Botanical Garden'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWdsoDTR2I/AAAAAAAADfk/0LKuz0cjWVU/s72-c/100_1045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6341592384546458872</id><published>2010-09-17T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:09:48.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mischief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><title type='text'>A Short, Forgiveable Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518102669658787058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJQ9JFMljPI/AAAAAAAADdU/o-qqRO83pTo/s400/100_0755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Without fail,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518101967680947250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJQ8gOIBxDI/AAAAAAAADdM/DWB2PzWO3K8/s400/100_0670+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518113753120298546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJRHOOTu1jI/AAAAAAAADeE/oFV3Cm9P-TU/s400/IMAG0092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or Shine&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518114393034516818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJRHzeLK6VI/AAAAAAAADeM/BWE7osMeDaY/s400/IMAG0066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518113438379044946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJRG75zkcFI/AAAAAAAADd8/b5AUpPeWFxs/s400/IMAG0105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518112527168385730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJRGG3SBMsI/AAAAAAAADds/OPQBk0kfDQA/s400/IMAG0111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518112862439134530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJRGaYQy1UI/AAAAAAAADd0/crqpiyfYAmc/s400/IMAG0110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cami's pigtails brightened &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;anyone's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518099413026347810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJQ6LhS6GyI/AAAAAAAADc0/dMmVZ7Cp2i0/s400/100_0581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518100095910223746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJQ6zRPHH4I/AAAAAAAADc8/UZCBKKLvWpY/s400/100_0623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518099000627417170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJQ5zg_V0FI/AAAAAAAADcs/kHOjdZiGp4I/s400/100_0570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518095646832836498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJQ2wTIZv5I/AAAAAAAADcM/qGW4M3vyZSY/s400/100_0490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember when her hair was just getting long enough to play with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518104340128525954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJQ-qULm7oI/AAAAAAAADdk/W43XkpbERjs/s400/100_0500+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518098192843345682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJQ5EfwnDxI/AAAAAAAADck/YB-o69MW1zY/s320/100_0502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518100609203429154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJQ7RJZv3yI/AAAAAAAADdE/qo4R7XKPtRs/s400/100_0660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rresistible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518117117829312162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJRKSE037qI/AAAAAAAADec/A3l5NMBrKk8/s400/IMAG0098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kyle loves her &lt;em&gt;so much&lt;/em&gt;, too. I'm guessing he must &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; her pigtails so much that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518485929756719106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJWZtwUj-AI/AAAAAAAADe0/7QTnhxaNado/s400/Cami+with+Scissors+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518125221200741106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJRRpwPLQvI/AAAAAAAADes/aM4OHF_qf80/s400/100_1004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He could just keep them, in her helmet, hidden, under a blanket in her room. They will be missed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Jared found Kyle in the act, and told me to grab the camera. I didn't get a picture in time for the action;  Kyle was otherwise occupied by the wall in a time out. He is grounded from scissors, and for the rest of that afternoon he, "didn't get to do anything fun!"  It is a good thing that Kyle is so easily &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lovable&lt;/span&gt; and has a pair of irresistable, fluffy, kissable cheeks!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-6341592384546458872?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6341592384546458872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/short-forgiveable-fairwell.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6341592384546458872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6341592384546458872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/short-forgiveable-fairwell.html' title='A Short, Forgiveable Farewell'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJQ9JFMljPI/AAAAAAAADdU/o-qqRO83pTo/s72-c/100_0755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6337129729360395566</id><published>2010-09-07T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T09:28:39.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Lance's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516057291683608322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIz44aeBNwI/AAAAAAAADbs/HV6wKEMkL3E/s400/invite+for+blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515912440957416818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIx1I_dstXI/AAAAAAAADbc/kOEg_QMJYQ4/s400/100_0952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Birthday Morning before school: Lance is wearing the shirt he &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; wanted me to make for him with Sharpie markers to match one of Kyle's, also marker-made. Jace is being like mom, too busy worrying about their masks to put his own on. I've done that with sunblock too many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515912849025943314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIx1gvo0RxI/AAAAAAAADbk/aT-CD29gaec/s400/100_0957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Lance's Birthday turned out to be "a Super, Duper, Plooper Day". As he wrote in his Kindergartin class's Birthday journal: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515880321223289538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIxX7YIU6sI/AAAAAAAADac/AdOygUB9feU/s400/100_0996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;("I had a batman party. We played batman, ran around my house, ate cake, opened presents, had soccer practice. It was a SUPER DUPER PLOOPER DAY. By, Lance")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When they got here, his friends climbed through the "bat cave", got their capes and decorated masks on, and after running around like wild batmen, they played a few games like "Mr. Freeze" - when the music stops. I didn't even know there was a Mr. Freeze in Batman, but then, the last time I watched Batman was in '89. Hey, I'm one up on Lance, who hasn't seen any of them! He just wanted this party because his friend and our neighbors had one that was really fun back in Utah. That was almost a year ago. Ah, good memories...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of which, when I was finding batman music on the internet, I remembered the "Batdance" music by Prince. Do you remember that? I would have used it for Lance's party if it didn't have inappropriate stuff in it. I was so bummed. Such a catchy beat. Made me want to start dancing at 1 am when I was finding it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, thanks to my sister, Jamie, I was able to find some appropriate batman music from the 60's.  It was great.&lt;/span&gt;  Thanks, Jamie :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515882436243031778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIxZ2fMVBuI/AAAAAAAADas/drBD0xH7eYI/s400/100_0962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, playing "Follow the Joker"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515881583618124146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIxZE26taXI/AAAAAAAADak/hyxHPOqJZB8/s400/100_0961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting in line to-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515883962117767666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIxbPThNwfI/AAAAAAAADa8/ek7pEJadp9o/s320/100_0968.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pin the Bat on Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515884546465019170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIxbxUYdNSI/AAAAAAAADbE/sRrEL7ZM7pc/s320/100_0969.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kyle was smallest, so he got first hit at the pinata. Turned out that he got the only hit while it was still in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515886597166010226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIxdor1rD3I/AAAAAAAADbU/4272RNOnz2k/s400/100_0970.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So each kid got a turn beating Batman while he lay on the ground. Whoever thought of making the hero of the party a beating target? Seems like it should be the bad guy, but then that doesn't encourage good or praiseworthy feelings, either. I told Jared that maybe next time we'll go back to beating homemade soccer ball pinatas (his BD last year). At least they would last longer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516061282906190322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIz8gu7osfI/AAAAAAAADb0/iRSnyJ9L_gE/s400/100_7427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Lance's birthday last year with his cousins, at the cabin - miss those times!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later, I found the label on Lance's shelf that got taken off the pinata when filling it. It said: "&lt;strong&gt;Pull-String Pinata&lt;/strong&gt;: A safe, fun party activity! Ask each child to take a turn and stand under the pinata, select a ribbon, and pull it. Only one ribbon opens the hidden door and releases the goodies."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still think the kids had more fun beating the dude on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515877701980197458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIxVi6sHElI/AAAAAAAADaU/8i0qudlzT_0/s400/100_0976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Partyin' friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIxa-edCI2I/AAAAAAAADa0/5KOHWKAaWqs/s1600/100_0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515883672995242850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIxa-edCI2I/AAAAAAAADa0/5KOHWKAaWqs/s400/100_0967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mommy and Batgirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515876945021513346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIxU22zGLoI/AAAAAAAADaM/1ZB2DZOolyk/s400/100_0982+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, my super duper 6 year old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-6337129729360395566?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6337129729360395566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/lances-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6337129729360395566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6337129729360395566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/lances-birthday.html' title='Lance&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TIz44aeBNwI/AAAAAAAADbs/HV6wKEMkL3E/s72-c/invite+for+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-4630161462355975923</id><published>2010-09-05T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:01:09.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Day Was That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ad2a5bcea02ad872" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad2a5bcea02ad872%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331694809%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80377299853F71414AFF9EE0C7198EC7E178E64E.30E5BBF3E34D893021B85EDD8A5E981ED99E300D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad2a5bcea02ad872%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DneESABblZXea8wbK7aknEnU90Yk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad2a5bcea02ad872%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331694809%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80377299853F71414AFF9EE0C7198EC7E178E64E.30E5BBF3E34D893021B85EDD8A5E981ED99E300D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad2a5bcea02ad872%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DneESABblZXea8wbK7aknEnU90Yk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Lance, when is your birthday?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"After the tomorrow day happens.  The tomorrow day, and then &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow, the &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow is going to be my birthday."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-4630161462355975923?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ad2a5bcea02ad872&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d43a68897fe61378&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/4630161462355975923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/which-day-was-that.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4630161462355975923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4630161462355975923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/which-day-was-that.html' title='Which Day Was That?'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7644535608466427373</id><published>2010-09-02T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T21:10:19.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><title type='text'>Storytime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJLo0lLzTcI/AAAAAAAADb8/OHvUTTZnCLI/s1600/100_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517728483514731970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJLo0lLzTcI/AAAAAAAADb8/OHvUTTZnCLI/s400/100_0860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this:  It's bedtime, and Dad is reading to his future hunters the story, "The Dancing Deer and the Foolish Hunter".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7644535608466427373?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7644535608466427373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/storytime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7644535608466427373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7644535608466427373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/09/storytime.html' title='Storytime'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TJLo0lLzTcI/AAAAAAAADb8/OHvUTTZnCLI/s72-c/100_0860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-4246343166859205079</id><published>2010-08-29T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T20:04:03.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gramma Kimmy and GG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jace'/><title type='text'>We Have a Violinist</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511028747349777938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsbcnC_3hI/AAAAAAAADZc/lYKA_xTdpdw/s400/100_0838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jace came home one day and said he wants to be in the 5th Grade Orchestra!  So as soon as we could leave the kids home with Jared ( about a week and a half later), we went to the music store and rented this violin.  He can already play the beginning of "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star!"  A friend in his orchestra class taught him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He remembered playing with his Grampa Gilland, and he also took a bit of piano lessons from his Gramma.  So I had to pull this out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THscLeUqRSI/AAAAAAAADZk/dAR_KA9uFYs/s1600/Copy+of+Joys+in+Music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511029552461792546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THscLeUqRSI/AAAAAAAADZk/dAR_KA9uFYs/s400/Copy+of+Joys+in+Music.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made this a while back for my parent's music room.  Jace is 5 years old, playing a violin duet with his Grampa Gilland, then listening to them both, then making music with his Gramma Kimmy, who is a talented pianist and teacher of many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurray for music and talent in the genes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-4246343166859205079?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/4246343166859205079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-have-violinist.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4246343166859205079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4246343166859205079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-have-violinist.html' title='We Have a Violinist'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsbcnC_3hI/AAAAAAAADZc/lYKA_xTdpdw/s72-c/100_0838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8340521698138902964</id><published>2010-08-29T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T19:44:28.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jace'/><title type='text'>Jace's First Soccer Game of the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511024492498928834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsXk8fgRMI/AAAAAAAADZE/J9AUebTf7lk/s400/100_0831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dribbling away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The game didn't turn out the way Jace would have liked, but it's the fun and experience that counts, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsYQG4j8WI/AAAAAAAADZU/iWiTw2uNVeg/s1600/100_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511024898454494386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsX8ky2nLI/AAAAAAAADZM/GxehHuFWFOs/s400/100_0835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy went exploring with the kids while I got to sit back and enjoy the game.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511025234022756706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsYQG4j8WI/AAAAAAAADZU/iWiTw2uNVeg/s400/100_0836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was so nice to have Jared with us during the game. When I told him it would be great if he could work his schedule so he could be with us for &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the games, he just laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsWaWoWtBI/AAAAAAAADY8/1Fyng0fUiJA/s1600/100_0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511023211025183762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsWaWoWtBI/AAAAAAAADY8/1Fyng0fUiJA/s400/100_0825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The End. The key to good photography is getting the best angle. At least I had it right for Kyle's shorts that he put on backwards.&lt;/span&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/34099403-8340521698138902964?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8340521698138902964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/jaces-first-soccer-game-of-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8340521698138902964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8340521698138902964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/jaces-first-soccer-game-of-season.html' title='Jace&apos;s First Soccer Game of the Season'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsXk8fgRMI/AAAAAAAADZE/J9AUebTf7lk/s72-c/100_0831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7493857879249226182</id><published>2010-08-29T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T19:22:09.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Monarch Poo-pa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsTY23eAlI/AAAAAAAADY0/QUb_UL30RJw/s1600/100_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511019886783890002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsTY23eAlI/AAAAAAAADY0/QUb_UL30RJw/s400/100_0805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kyle found it one day on our green bean bushes, then lost it.  The following day, Lance found it again, among the same green bean bushes.  He was so excited to have "the one that found it" privileges.  They used a timer to take 5 minute turns with the "poo-pa", as Kyle called it after we looked at and learned about the life cycles of a butterfly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsTKzyRITI/AAAAAAAADYs/-YmIXsLgTFU/s1600/100_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511019645438599474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsTKzyRITI/AAAAAAAADYs/-YmIXsLgTFU/s400/100_0807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taking Turns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsS25cS8AI/AAAAAAAADYk/tfKSfKzonVM/s1600/100_0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511019303359672322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsS25cS8AI/AAAAAAAADYk/tfKSfKzonVM/s400/100_0818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsSMuv4B2I/AAAAAAAADYc/BBIMzNN-0uo/s1600/100_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511018578934499170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsSMuv4B2I/AAAAAAAADYc/BBIMzNN-0uo/s400/100_0809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7493857879249226182?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7493857879249226182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-monarch-poo-pa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7493857879249226182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7493857879249226182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-monarch-poo-pa.html' title='It&apos;s a Monarch Poo-pa!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THsTY23eAlI/AAAAAAAADY0/QUb_UL30RJw/s72-c/100_0805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6876937033060267185</id><published>2010-08-27T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T22:44:53.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenny'/><title type='text'>Just Ramblings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been busy here! I love and miss my blog and my friends back in Utah. One of these dear friends said she just spent an hour on my blog. I feel like we almost got to spend that time together. I'm so grateful for email and, of course, blogs, for making it so much easier for us to keep in touch! On that note, I'm going to share a part of an email I wrote to one friend today, nothing big, just notes I want to get down for my own blogging and journaling. I actually enjoy reading my blog, too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight I got to leave Cami home with Dad while I went to help coach Kyle's soccer team, and it was SO MUCH FUN! I forgot how much I enjoy coaching. I thought for the first time, that I would really enjoy being a soccer coach for my younger kid's teams. I can't do the competitive stuff, just the fun.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we have a playgroup in our ward here, so it's been great to visit with other moms every Friday and get to know the ward better. There are a few other resident families here as well.&lt;br /&gt;I am starting a new thing now. Don't laugh because you have probably already been doing it. Okay, laugh.  It's sort of a common sense thing that just came to me today as an epiphany:&lt;br /&gt;Right before the weekend, get the house clean enough for company so that we CAN invite people over!&lt;br /&gt;So today, all the floors got swept and mopped in a major way. I even rolled up the rug so I could get underneath it. It's a really long rug that runs from our back door, across the house to the hallway. "   Cami took a long nap, and in the afternoons, Lance and Kyle play so well outside together, like two buddies that didn't get to see each other all morning ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss summer when I didn't have to mop floors or unload dishwashers. But I am loving the crisp, cool air I'm beginning to feel. I'm getting excited for Christmas. A Christmas where I can unpack all the decorations and not hold back. I was singing Christmas songs today just thinking of it! I already know where the tree will go. Jared laughed at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am loving it here (if you haven't already guessed). I love the location of our home. It is right in the center of our friends on our street, so they come here to play! Our back yard is perfectly huge. Jace is learning how to mow it all. And now I'd best be off to bed. Jace's first soccer game is early tomorrow morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-6876937033060267185?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6876937033060267185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-ramblings.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6876937033060267185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6876937033060267185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-ramblings.html' title='Just Ramblings...'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7542165546956774611</id><published>2010-08-22T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T19:05:13.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><title type='text'>Big Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THHVUG2F4LI/AAAAAAAADXo/5DGeOI28dQc/s1600/100_9995+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508418360662417586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THHVUG2F4LI/AAAAAAAADXo/5DGeOI28dQc/s400/100_9995+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were at Kyle's soccer practice, and another soccer mom asked me if she could take Cami home with her. I sat down with her and we chatted for a bit, Cami happily sitting in her lap, Lance sitting on his soccer ball with us. I got up to help Kyle for a minute while Lance and Cami sat with the soccer mom. When I returned, she told me that while I was gone, Lance explained to her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You know, you really can't take her with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, what will her brothers do in a few years when she goes on a date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7542165546956774611?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7542165546956774611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/big-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7542165546956774611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7542165546956774611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/big-brother.html' title='Big Brother'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/THHVUG2F4LI/AAAAAAAADXo/5DGeOI28dQc/s72-c/100_9995+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-5572260382708618692</id><published>2010-08-19T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T10:59:23.325-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>One Incredible Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TG1IHnI9pII/AAAAAAAADXg/Snf2bcxnMmk/s1600/Judy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507137214946845826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TG1IHnI9pII/AAAAAAAADXg/Snf2bcxnMmk/s400/Judy1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This smile comes from a woman that gains her happiness and joy through serving others.  This is Jared's mom.  Her life is devoted to her family's well-being, as well as her friends.  She is an incredibly talented nurturer, cleaner, and organizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The day after we had our first child, Jared had to go to a business conference out of town.  She took me into her home, gave me her bed and room while she slept on a mattress in her living room, fed me delicious food, and gave me advice that I'd never heard or even imagined that I would need after giving birth to a child.  Needless to say, she took care of and showed me how to care for my newborn baby as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She put up with our whole family living in her basement for several weeks while our first home was being refinished.  Each time I had a baby, she came in and helped with whatever needed done, usually tons of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;laundry&lt;/span&gt; and house cleaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Evan got sick, she quit her job and spent countless hours, days, weeks helping us, whether it be in the hospital, especially while I was in the other hospital having my 3rd child, or at our home, where she kept it and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;laundry&lt;/span&gt; under control during that entire difficult year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Match Day, when we found out that we would be moving to Missouri, she was in the hospital after having a hip replacement the day before, and when we called to tell her, she cried because she was hoping &lt;em&gt;so much&lt;/em&gt; that we would get to stay in Utah, but she quickly added that she would ride up with me in the van to help with the kids on the trip.  She helped us survive the long 3 day journey up here, and then stayed for a week to help us unpack and get organized, especially the kitchen, which she unpacked and put away completely, making it convenient for me to finally use all of my things, including the china that we stored for years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Her health hasn't been the best, but she tries to ignore her aches and pains and continues to serve others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have learned so much from her Christlike example, and I think I've become a little better of a person because of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We love you Gramma Judy! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Happy Birthday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5572260382708618692?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5572260382708618692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-incredible-woman.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5572260382708618692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5572260382708618692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-incredible-woman.html' title='One Incredible Woman'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TG1IHnI9pII/AAAAAAAADXg/Snf2bcxnMmk/s72-c/Judy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-997591348270201157</id><published>2010-08-18T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T21:25:47.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Back to School:  Kindergarten and 5th Grade 1st Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyslSCmCGI/AAAAAAAADW4/hoYgU5WioZQ/s1600/100_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506966200865130594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyslSCmCGI/AAAAAAAADW4/hoYgU5WioZQ/s400/100_0788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The School-goers&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGysMaq3vbI/AAAAAAAADWw/Yi5AUAfIcYM/s1600/100_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506965773684817330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGysMaq3vbI/AAAAAAAADWw/Yi5AUAfIcYM/s400/100_0789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to stop them to get this photo.  They were so anxious to get to school.  The little man in pink is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace's&lt;/span&gt; good friend and neighbor.  Actually he's great friends with all our kids.  They'll be walking buddies all year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyr6ILD53I/AAAAAAAADWo/grv04kwfIPU/s1600/100_0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506965459481913202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyr6ILD53I/AAAAAAAADWo/grv04kwfIPU/s400/100_0793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyrkmwveGI/AAAAAAAADWg/Ecz2x9_Sc7A/s1600/100_0794.JPG"&gt;Kyle and Lance&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506965089735899234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyrkmwveGI/AAAAAAAADWg/Ecz2x9_Sc7A/s400/100_0794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We met a flock of wild geese on our path toward school.  Too bad they're in a school yard.  Jared would love to get a permit for these tasty meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyrL6hExYI/AAAAAAAADWY/C6aJqi0U0-U/s1600/100_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506964665542165890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyrL6hExYI/AAAAAAAADWY/C6aJqi0U0-U/s400/100_0796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyq8NkUBJI/AAAAAAAADWQ/5yg7grcCkwI/s1600/100_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506964395778114706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyq8NkUBJI/AAAAAAAADWQ/5yg7grcCkwI/s400/100_0797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lance found his spot without a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyqiw7ad1I/AAAAAAAADWI/PqvUzBcGy4o/s1600/100_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506963958593648466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyqiw7ad1I/AAAAAAAADWI/PqvUzBcGy4o/s400/100_0801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;... And it turned out to be a great day!  Amazingly, even though we live very close to the school, we are also in the zone for getting a bus ride (they don't count the shortcut we take, they count the distance away from school by driving distance), so Lance will walk to school with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; in the morning, and ride the bus home with the other kindergartners.  One of the first things he asked me was, "How did you and Kyle do while I was gone?"  His concern for his brother is so sweet.  Kyle really wanted to stay and do puzzles with Lance.   I told him we did okay, but we missed him, Cami too :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I looked out my window this afternoon, during Cami's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;naptime&lt;/span&gt;, and saw two brothers playing together again in the backyard, grateful for each other's company.  Sweet.  I am so glad he's only gone for the morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I didn't get a picture of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; coming home because he snuck inside and was doing his homework long before I realized it.  Typical behavior from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt;.  He had a great day, too, and was anxious to play with his neighbor friends as soon as he was done.  He likes his teacher and is making lots of friends, he says.  Looks like it's going to be an awesome year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-997591348270201157?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/997591348270201157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school-kindergarten-and-5th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/997591348270201157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/997591348270201157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school-kindergarten-and-5th.html' title='Back to School:  Kindergarten and 5th Grade 1st Day'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGyslSCmCGI/AAAAAAAADW4/hoYgU5WioZQ/s72-c/100_0788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7892109889051906639</id><published>2010-08-15T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:43:44.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Back to School Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mom always had these when my siblings and I were school-goers. She wrapped all our school supplies and new clothes to open before each new school year and we had a little party to get us excited to go back to school. I thought about it while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; has been in school, but wasn't sure if I was ready for that kind of commitment every year. Plus, he was already excited enough, back then, to go to school.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This year seemed like a good time to start. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; had a lot of homework last year, and isn't looking forward to that again. And Lance is beginning &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;! So the kids and I went shopping together for school supplies. I gave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Lance their lists, and they pushed their own carts around the store and loaded them. Kyle and Cami helped, of course. I found a few extra glue sticks and items that didn't even look like school supplies in the cart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then yesterday while Jared was home, I took off to Kohl's (I just found out that we live right by it!) and got some shopping done so the boys would have crisp new clothes. I remember how much I loved getting new school clothes. I bought a few cute things for me, too, of course, to reward myself for the great job I did of shopping :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It seemed like a waste to just hand all these new things to them without a party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGiMUu_nx9I/AAAAAAAADVw/rcn6DcwmBtE/s1600/100_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505804832300582866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGiMUu_nx9I/AAAAAAAADVw/rcn6DcwmBtE/s400/100_0353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;waiting patiently to open the goods while mom gets a pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505804410495780002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGiL8LphRKI/AAAAAAAADVo/q8HbjFDSwxc/s400/100_0357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You can't tell, but his shoes light up when he walks. He absolutely loves these! Kyle and I are going to have preschool at home this year. I thought hard about putting him in preschool, but I just feel so much more at peace with having him home with us. He doesn't begin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; until he's almost 6, just like Lance. So perhaps he can go to preschool next year. It will be nice for Cami to have a buddy home with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505803846209441186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGiLbVhLDaI/AAAAAAAADVg/wsU8e2A8cQc/s400/100_0355.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cami's not sure what the fuss is all about, but she's ready to party anytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505803251061812210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGiK4sa66_I/AAAAAAAADVY/0PKZv1BZiTk/s400/100_0363.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jace&lt;/span&gt; seems to like his shirts: (Top) "Dear Teacher, I'm a dog &amp;amp; I LOVE eating homework! But you've been assigning TOO MUCH! Please STOP! IF I eat any more homework I might EXPLODE! signed, the dog."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Bottom) "What I WISH my parents would say...We're raising your allowance to $1,000 a week! You must be tired, I'll clean up your room for you. I know you busted the window, but let's blame someone else! Here's your new touch screen phone. Just for fun, let's pretend everyday is your birthday! TV is GOOD for your eyes!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505846014799518130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGixx3wgGbI/AAAAAAAADV4/7exzL4J_2pY/s400/100_0354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505802632708553090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGiKUs4A-YI/AAAAAAAADVQ/JDOr0mrVeJA/s400/100_0364.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lance loves his new clothes, shoes, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Camo&lt;/span&gt; backpack. He quickly changed into them, and my goodness, he looks so grown up. He is so excited to make new friends in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505847203947570770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGiy3FrfZlI/AAAAAAAADWA/RcnOAZEMY5o/s400/100_0365.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~doing the Back to School dance~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We've found the classrooms, met the teachers and principals, and loaded our bags. We role-played how to introduce ourselves and meet new friends. Each child, including Cami, received father's blessings. I think we're ready! Here's to a great school year and many more to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7892109889051906639?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7892109889051906639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school-party.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7892109889051906639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7892109889051906639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school-party.html' title='Back to School Party!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGiMUu_nx9I/AAAAAAAADVw/rcn6DcwmBtE/s72-c/100_0353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-5565158322064162264</id><published>2010-08-11T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:57:02.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Couldn't Resist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGN-SCFPfRI/AAAAAAAADU4/RallJRDqsMI/s1600/100_0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504382017838480658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGN-SCFPfRI/AAAAAAAADU4/RallJRDqsMI/s400/100_0728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The boys did something naughty today.  Luckily they looked so cute with their empathizing sister that I can't remember now what got them there in the first place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-5565158322064162264?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/5565158322064162264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/couldnt-resist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5565158322064162264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/5565158322064162264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/couldnt-resist.html' title='Couldn&apos;t Resist'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TGN-SCFPfRI/AAAAAAAADU4/RallJRDqsMI/s72-c/100_0728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8577411342318939185</id><published>2010-08-08T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T07:33:39.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jace'/><title type='text'>Reverse Roles Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jace and I seem to be having some confusion with the parts we play in this family. Last time it was about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/05/reverse-rolls.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;floor that he'd just mopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. This time it was the noise. We were going for a drive together after the kids were in bed and Jared was home. We headed out to pick up a boxspring, making Jace's bed complete. (Yes, he has been sleeping on a mattress on the floor until now!) It was a great deal. (Can't beat free!) Only had been used about 6 times because it was in someone's guest room. I love Craig's list! I was definitely &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; more excited about this than Jace, who was perfectly content with his mattress on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;So we began our drive, and a really good song came on my favorite radio station here, "The Arch". I pumped up the volume and began jamming to the music. From behind me, I heard a voice in the distance,&lt;br /&gt;"Could you please turn the volume down?! I'm trying to read!"&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well. At least he likes to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-8577411342318939185?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8577411342318939185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/reverse-roles-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8577411342318939185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8577411342318939185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/reverse-roles-again.html' title='Reverse Roles Again'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-1659989331243512053</id><published>2010-08-08T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T10:23:15.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>For Gramma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few photos for you, as you wished :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TF7lYF0dTJI/AAAAAAAADTI/7fTJxrSvbfA/s1600/100_0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503087996735147154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TF7lYF0dTJI/AAAAAAAADTI/7fTJxrSvbfA/s400/100_0710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just hanging out on the porch, where we were when we chatted with you just now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TF7lGGiYX_I/AAAAAAAADTA/gZYsHbUV8Fg/s1600/100_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503087687690117106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TF7lGGiYX_I/AAAAAAAADTA/gZYsHbUV8Fg/s400/100_0712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Lance is holding up his bug for you to see, Cami's got mom's mug, and Kyle's holding the coveted toy between him and Lance, the whistle dad brought home from work (prizes for the residents with correct answers!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TF7kFJ6CjiI/AAAAAAAADS4/83a0KUPvpUw/s1600/100_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503086571903159842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TF7kFJ6CjiI/AAAAAAAADS4/83a0KUPvpUw/s400/100_0715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We love you, Gramma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-1659989331243512053?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/1659989331243512053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-gramma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1659989331243512053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1659989331243512053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-gramma.html' title='For Gramma'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TF7lYF0dTJI/AAAAAAAADTI/7fTJxrSvbfA/s72-c/100_0710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-8886477977285477775</id><published>2010-08-01T21:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T10:01:05.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFZDHFiSptI/AAAAAAAADSw/ELCuJhyrGEA/s1600/100_0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500657783903790802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFZDHFiSptI/AAAAAAAADSw/ELCuJhyrGEA/s400/100_0688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a wonderful evening last night with the Linscotts, our good friends that used to live in our little neighborhood back in UT. Luke was also in med school, and now they've been doing their residency here. When we found out that we'd be practically neighbors again we were thrilled! Jared stayed with them while he went house hunting. It is such a blessing to have great friends who keep in touch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-8886477977285477775?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/8886477977285477775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/friends.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8886477977285477775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/8886477977285477775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFZDHFiSptI/AAAAAAAADSw/ELCuJhyrGEA/s72-c/100_0688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-4969865011039884464</id><published>2010-08-01T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:33:11.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elk'/><title type='text'>Here or There?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you like green eggs and ham? Would you like them here or there? We might as well have been eating our eggs in a box with a fox, or elk, just to see how well that would work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poor "Phillip", Jared's trophy elk, named by his brother in law, when he came to visit (and bring our car, thankfully!). The neighborhood kids needed an explanation for this big animal sitting on the floor of our living room. So Grant gave them a story about finding Phillip in our backyard in Utah. A completely made up story that Jace is continuing to follow up on with his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, his poor head has been sitting there since we moved here, almost 2 months ago. We couldn't decide where this cute head would fit best. Then I made matters a little more difficult by getting this awesome entertainment center free on craigslist.com. I love it! Anyway, I needed some visual aids to make a decision, so I out came the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFYzUU3HUII/AAAAAAAADSY/7WdnCl5H_lA/s1600/100_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500640419169915010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFYzUU3HUII/AAAAAAAADSY/7WdnCl5H_lA/s400/100_0678.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm. Does he look better here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFYy9MndtgI/AAAAAAAADSQ/c-cQ-AAf_nA/s1600/100_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500640021819799042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFYy9MndtgI/AAAAAAAADSQ/c-cQ-AAf_nA/s400/100_0679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500639017573918034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFYyCvglpVI/AAAAAAAADSI/6mwUrs3-zNg/s400/100_0684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How 'bout this spot? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We considered putting him above the fireplace, which I thought would have been perfectly cozy, but Jared was concerned about the heat from the fire getting to him. Gotta keep Phillip comfortable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500638802443365938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFYx2OFd7jI/AAAAAAAADSA/2O9HEEVtrxA/s400/100_0686.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We thought this felt a little crowded. (for Phil, of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then we were lucky enough to have some good friends of ours come visit and get us a little more motivated. We were hoping to have Phillip up on the wall before our company arrived, but still hadn't come to a conclusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jared showed Luke the photos we took and discussed it with him, and they came up with this idea:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500637563032949618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFYwuE6_03I/AAAAAAAADRw/ynkdN7mtOZE/s400/100_0692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just inch the entertainment center over! I'm pleased with it, Jared's happy, the kids, of course, &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; it, and, finally after almost two months, I can put our living room together! I'm thinking of putting a small bookcase under Phillip. By the way, Jared makes it very clear that he didn't name him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just a note: We got rid of our entertainment center before moving, and since we got here, we had the TV sitting on a bedside table that we haven't gotten to use &lt;em&gt;as a bedside table &lt;/em&gt;since we bought it at RC Willey (obviously before I discovered craigslist) 7 years ago (our bedroom was always too small). So I quickly moved the TV over to its place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; It is so nice to use this table for what it was made for after &lt;em&gt;7 years&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500654041096202034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFY_tOfbJzI/AAAAAAAADSo/EPUhRiroJY0/s200/100_0695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-4969865011039884464?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/4969865011039884464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/here-or-there.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4969865011039884464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/4969865011039884464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/08/here-or-there.html' title='Here or There?'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TFYzUU3HUII/AAAAAAAADSY/7WdnCl5H_lA/s72-c/100_0678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-6506373936756567702</id><published>2010-07-27T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T20:56:38.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Look What We Got (cont'd)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498798309928933714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TE-n7dLVGVI/AAAAAAAADRU/LeTqS5fTjCw/s400/100_0651.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is the desk I told you about.  Jace has been thoroughly enjoying it.  He is reading the 5th Harry Potter again, and he's getting a lot more out if it this time around, he says.  That's a map of St Louis.  I love that the lamp from my mom's parents match it so nicely :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498798969822819058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TE-oh3eSsvI/AAAAAAAADRc/nKubiQkCc5M/s400/100_0656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The china cabinet and buffet, all put together :)  I had to take my time on the decision of which wall to put it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498799355238961298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TE-o4TQqUJI/AAAAAAAADRk/SHDp6Bpeb8c/s400/100_0663.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;... and here's a couple of clowns!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-6506373936756567702?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/6506373936756567702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/07/look-what-we-got-contd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6506373936756567702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/6506373936756567702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/07/look-what-we-got-contd.html' title='Look What We Got (cont&apos;d)'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TE-n7dLVGVI/AAAAAAAADRU/LeTqS5fTjCw/s72-c/100_0651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-1548209166320581443</id><published>2010-07-24T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T22:16:01.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Look What We Got</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a new hobby: Craigslist. I had heard about it in Utah, but didn't try it because I didn't have an urge to try and stuff more things into our already crowded apartment. I miss the memories, though :) I remember living there and thinking longingly, "I will have memories of living here someday." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The day has arrived that we have spaces to fill, and I'm having so much fun! I've been looking in the "Free" ads on Craigslist for things like a desk for Jace's room and a kitchen table. I found someone offering a free desk AND crib. True, we didn't NEED a crib, the Port-A-Crib has worked great since she was born, and would have worked just fine until Cami moves to a toddler bed, but wouldn't it be so fun?! Why live temporarily when you don't have to, and it's your last time to enjoy your last baby? The boys all had slept in a white crib that I bought at DI for $15. It worked great until after Kyle grew out of it and moved into a toddler bed. We needed the space, and since a Port-a-crib fit much more nicely in Jared and my bedroom, we gave it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I can enjoy Cami's babyhood without being temporary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TEu7JZO7HNI/AAAAAAAADRM/JfPTomuwU6w/s1600/100_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497693540202519762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TEu7JZO7HNI/AAAAAAAADRM/JfPTomuwU6w/s400/100_0642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TEu60tqw45I/AAAAAAAADRE/eKg0n5_GiYA/s1600/100_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497693184910746514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TEu60tqw45I/AAAAAAAADRE/eKg0n5_GiYA/s400/100_0638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; She's all for that.&lt;br /&gt;( Isn't it great that it matches the other furniture in her room? Both of those chairs are from my mom's parents and my great-grandmother.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, this morning, I went yard-saling, and was really bummed after going to 3 yard sales and not buying one thing. So I happened upon my handy dandy new phone that I am still trying to learn how to use, and found on Craigslist that there was this very sturdy oak dining room table with a leaf and 4 chairs for free! I went to pick it up, and found that they were also offering their matching hutch and china cabinet! When you've got the space, why hold back?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We've been eating at a card table for the last 2 months. A table cloth gave it a dining -like feel, and it worked fine, we just couldn't all fit around it. So tonight after swimming, as we were enjoying our first supper at our "new" dining room table, I asked my tired family to take a moment and look a-&lt;em&gt;round&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TEu6H3iMTfI/AAAAAAAADQ8/kVSrXCRY9bQ/s1600/100_0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497692414465035762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TEu6H3iMTfI/AAAAAAAADQ8/kVSrXCRY9bQ/s400/100_0644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We all fit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The generous donors got tons of phone calls about this table, and I'm so grateful that I was the lucky winner! (First one there gets it.) What a blessing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's another great plus:  if something happens to it, like a child driving a fork into it, I can easily remember which is more important between the table or the kid. There are already scratches on it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-1548209166320581443?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/1548209166320581443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/07/look-what-we-got.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1548209166320581443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/1548209166320581443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/07/look-what-we-got.html' title='Look What We Got'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TEu7JZO7HNI/AAAAAAAADRM/JfPTomuwU6w/s72-c/100_0642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34099403.post-7169695841824575663</id><published>2010-07-21T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:53:26.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jace'/><title type='text'>Gotcha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TF8IbMkINaI/AAAAAAAADUA/_ValG3w8JLA/s1600/100_0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503126532992284066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TF8IbMkINaI/AAAAAAAADUA/_ValG3w8JLA/s400/100_0635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; In this case, it was actually Jace that got me. He was pretending to be asleep with his Harry Potter book one evening, and as I tried to sneak up with a camera.... he couldn't hold it in any longer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34099403-7169695841824575663?l=martinfam6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/feeds/7169695841824575663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/07/gotcha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7169695841824575663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34099403/posts/default/7169695841824575663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinfam6.blogspot.com/2010/07/gotcha.html' title='Gotcha!'/><author><name>Jenny M</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/S95B55oLWvI/AAAAAAAADCk/DegayB2q1w0/S220/JSF_61828x10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IggBtW3g30c/TF8IbMkINaI/AAAAAAAADUA/_ValG3w8JLA/s72-c/100_0635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
