<?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-2933133368582684329</id><updated>2012-01-28T14:59:31.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever swaner family</title><subtitle type='html'>Our Crazy Little Corner of the World</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1043385261645632117</id><published>2011-04-04T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:41:17.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New 'Do'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgUh_sZ81YU/TZoDcSkavNI/AAAAAAAACXc/as3OPXg-Mkw/s400/DSC05954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591785671889698002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got a New 'Do'!  I have to say, that I sure loved his LONG locks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-HaZuEY2p4/TZoDbx8teII/AAAAAAAACXU/uow9eIY_2bw/s400/DSC05921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591785663133218946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5aRf7hGQZgg/TZoDdcg6xkI/AAAAAAAACX0/UemWkzWE8RM/s1600/DSC05951.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5aRf7hGQZgg/TZoDdcg6xkI/AAAAAAAACX0/UemWkzWE8RM/s1600/DSC05951.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5aRf7hGQZgg/TZoDdcg6xkI/AAAAAAAACX0/UemWkzWE8RM/s400/DSC05951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591785691739244098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But last week, I tried to give him a little trim, and he fought me (a lot!).  So it didn't end up so great. This morning, I decided it was time to try something new!  And here's the finished product! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(and it worked out well to sit the bar stool in front of the computer and let him watch a movie.  I only had to hold him down once!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohOJCCEM3y0/TZoDc_OXo3I/AAAAAAAACXs/nzY8oQQdjco/s1600/DSC06027.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohOJCCEM3y0/TZoDc_OXo3I/AAAAAAAACXs/nzY8oQQdjco/s400/DSC06027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591785683876815730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2xvZ-AlOaU/TZoDcpM3WaI/AAAAAAAACXk/OJmjIWZde18/s1600/DSC06030.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2xvZ-AlOaU/TZoDcpM3WaI/AAAAAAAACXk/OJmjIWZde18/s400/DSC06030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591785677964925346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty handsome, hu?  I still miss the old do, but we all need a new do every now and again, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;p.s.  derrick doesn't know  yet, and I'm afraid he might just KILL me!  Oh well.  At least I didn't give him a 'summer on the farm' buzz cut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-HaZuEY2p4/TZoDbx8teII/AAAAAAAACXU/uow9eIY_2bw/s1600/DSC05921.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/2933133368582684329-1043385261645632117?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1043385261645632117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=1043385261645632117' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1043385261645632117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1043385261645632117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-do.html' title='New &apos;Do&apos;'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgUh_sZ81YU/TZoDcSkavNI/AAAAAAAACXc/as3OPXg-Mkw/s72-c/DSC05954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-8271115462894621295</id><published>2011-04-04T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:03:40.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in April</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg-butk1a2I/TZoGkNRf5fI/AAAAAAAACX8/SNvfrKSC2r4/s1600/DSC06024.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg-butk1a2I/TZoGkNRf5fI/AAAAAAAACX8/SNvfrKSC2r4/s400/DSC06024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591789106442003954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who came home from their mission to Christmas Island on Saturday!  &lt;div&gt;It is so awesome to have my parents back!  I mean, seriously.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to stay at their house with them on Saturday night and enjoy Sunday conference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, they're probably recovering.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(we're kind of a  wild and crazy bunch when we're all together)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to leave them alone and let them catch their breath!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with all of the excitement, I only took one picture.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way...WELCOME HOME MOM &amp;amp; DAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now I just feel sad for the people on Christmas Island who will miss you as much as we did.&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/2933133368582684329-8271115462894621295?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8271115462894621295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=8271115462894621295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8271115462894621295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8271115462894621295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/christmas-in-april.html' title='Christmas in April'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg-butk1a2I/TZoGkNRf5fI/AAAAAAAACX8/SNvfrKSC2r4/s72-c/DSC06024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6857363862084369703</id><published>2011-02-28T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T07:54:15.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Winter, No Pictures...</title><content type='html'>Skyler informed me last night, that he went through an entire basketball season without us taking even ONE picture!  I feel terrible!!!  He played on the Freshman team for a whole season, and I didn't even bother to take one picture.  I asked him if he at least got team pictures, and he told me that since we never order them, he didn't even bother telling me about it.   But I never order them because I always take so many of my own!  Honestly, though, I haven't taken any pictures of anything for quite some time now.  Ya, I pull out the camera and snap some cute ones of Des every now and again, but that's about it.  We haven't even been skiing this year, and that's usually a great time to take pics.  We haven't been sledding either.  Goodness.  I must do better!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the end of basketball, we've felt really strongly that we MUST spend more time together as a family.  One time this winter, on a Thursday night, Skyler informed Derrick that he hadn't even SEEN me since Sunday.  It was true!  And it made me sad. I go to work on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, before he even gets home from school.  (which, I also somewhat quit my job last week, and went to an 'as needed' basis.  So hopefully I'll be around a little more now too)   So we have really been working on it.  We spend most of our time just staying at home, watching movies, watching ballgames on tv, eating popcorn, eating Zac's homemade cookies, playing board games (trying to do more of that), and keeping our kids at home.  I think it's been a huge blessing for our family.  Attitudes have changed (in a good way), brothers who were enemies are actually showing strong signs of friendship with each other, and everyone seems to be a little more relaxed.  I think Skyler has even decided that staying home with the family on a Friday night, isn't the WORST thing in the world.  I think I like it.  Not to mention, it's been great for our checkbook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I start official training for the Ogden half.  I woke up in the night with some nasty back and neck  issues, and the wind is blowing like crazy.....but I WILL brave the cold and go running today.  It's just not optional.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I have a new little niece!  I haven't actually seen her yet, but the pictures I have seen are absolutely sweet!  Dave and Gabe had a new little baby girl last week.  Her name is Juliet Gabrielle.  Pretty name, hu?  I can't wait to hold her!  We have 2 more little new ones on the way, on the Moser side of the family.  This could be fun!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Des is growing up way too fast.  But here's another big news moment.....He actually went to nursery yesterday!  And he liked it!  He didn't even want to leave when I came to get him.  This is HUGE!  It's been a year now since he was supposed to be in nursery, and this is the first time EVER that he's actually gone, stayed, smiled, and made it the whole 2 hours!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last, I can hardly wait!  In just 33 days, my parents are coming home!  I get butterflies when I think about it!!!  Only it kind of worries me because we have received SO MANY blessings while they have been gone.  The kind of blessings you just can't deny or question.  And will those come to a screeching halt when they get home?  Of course, having my parents here, close to us, is a huge blessing in itself.  So we'll take it!!!  Yay for 33 days!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it!  The end of my ramblings, for now.  Have a super week!!!  I think I'll pull out my camera right now......&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/2933133368582684329-6857363862084369703?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6857363862084369703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6857363862084369703' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6857363862084369703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6857363862084369703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/long-winter-no-pictures.html' title='Long Winter, No Pictures...'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-7284819341791218862</id><published>2010-11-17T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T13:14:16.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Flush and Woth....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TOREzcfrH8I/AAAAAAAACXE/EmUw2ykt5ZE/s1600/DSC05805.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myah makes me laugh.  This is the sign she made and taped to her bathroom door the other day.  The boys have a bathroom downstairs, but  whenever they are upstairs, they use her bathroom since they aren't allowed to use mine.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TOREzcfrH8I/AAAAAAAACXE/EmUw2ykt5ZE/s1600/DSC05805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TOREzcfrH8I/AAAAAAAACXE/EmUw2ykt5ZE/s400/DSC05805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540629092185612226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case you can't read it: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Rest Rom for Men and Wumin.  Ples Flush and woth'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;And I think the one picture is of her in the shower. &lt;br /&gt;The other looks like a toilet??? &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/2933133368582684329-7284819341791218862?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7284819341791218862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=7284819341791218862' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7284819341791218862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7284819341791218862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/please-flush-and-woth.html' title='Please Flush and Woth....'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TOREzcfrH8I/AAAAAAAACXE/EmUw2ykt5ZE/s72-c/DSC05805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-38819908133884831</id><published>2010-11-08T07:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T08:01:23.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run Run As Fast As I Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;...I completed my 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; half marathon on Saturday.  And I really, really enjoyed it. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNga1qZU8OI/AAAAAAAACWM/Z-QwA5q5Tq8/s1600/DSC05790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNga1qZU8OI/AAAAAAAACWM/Z-QwA5q5Tq8/s400/DSC05790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537205251067932898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was perfect.   The runners were great fun and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; encouraging. (I guess I'm the party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pooper&lt;/span&gt; who didn't dress up to the theme of 'wild wild west'.) This crazy guy dressed up as Colonel ...???? (I can't remember, I always want to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;colonel&lt;/span&gt; Mustard, but I know that's not right.)  But the point is, the guy ran the entire 13.1 miles in complete costume!  Can you even imagine how uncomfortable and hot that would be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNga0UmfWCI/AAAAAAAACWE/Ou5wU11AJyk/s1600/DSC05788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNga0UmfWCI/AAAAAAAACWE/Ou5wU11AJyk/s400/DSC05788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537205228037691426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenery was gorgeous! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgbjnmKQdI/AAAAAAAACWk/l7V0OKKq9hU/s1600/DSC05798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgbjnmKQdI/AAAAAAAACWk/l7V0OKKq9hU/s400/DSC05798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537206040590434770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cheerleaders were the best! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgaz5Bt-hI/AAAAAAAACV8/IwyRAOW_K-E/s1600/DSC05786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgaz5Bt-hI/AAAAAAAACV8/IwyRAOW_K-E/s400/DSC05786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537205220635703826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(notice the man in the red long johns in the picture below.  That was another of my favorite costumes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNga2KWyUNI/AAAAAAAACWU/EHGJnEYh0RM/s1600/DSC05792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNga2KWyUNI/AAAAAAAACWU/EHGJnEYh0RM/s400/DSC05792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537205259647209682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgbiwzcGhI/AAAAAAAACWc/flylzSbIGuc/s1600/DSC05794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgbiwzcGhI/AAAAAAAACWc/flylzSbIGuc/s400/DSC05794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537206025882180114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgbk1Jm-wI/AAAAAAAACW0/j8TeiYC-pSg/s1600/DSC05799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgbk1Jm-wI/AAAAAAAACW0/j8TeiYC-pSg/s400/DSC05799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537206061408647938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the uphill parts didn't even kill me!  (although I was starting to wonder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgazR_PEuI/AAAAAAAACV0/r-N_4Pg-80c/s1600/DSC05784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgazR_PEuI/AAAAAAAACV0/r-N_4Pg-80c/s400/DSC05784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537205210156307170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It felt great, and I'm so glad that I did it.  I even improved my time by 8 minutes! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgb2KiLF8I/AAAAAAAACW8/19i82NLcSDc/s1600/DSC05797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNgb2KiLF8I/AAAAAAAACW8/19i82NLcSDc/s400/DSC05797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537206359206598594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; I sure did miss the  Mo's though.  Maybe next year???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;...it didn't start until 10:13 in the morning.  That was the best part of all!  I didn't have to drag my butt out of bed until I was good and ready!)&lt;/span&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/2933133368582684329-38819908133884831?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/38819908133884831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=38819908133884831' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/38819908133884831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/38819908133884831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/run-run-as-fast-as-you-can.html' title='Run Run As Fast As I Can'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNga1qZU8OI/AAAAAAAACWM/Z-QwA5q5Tq8/s72-c/DSC05790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-5528813925909381720</id><published>2010-11-02T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:53:25.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Then There Were Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a bunch of old Halloween pictures with all of my kids dressed up  and so excited to hit the streets!  But I guess things have changed  around here.  This year, Skyler went to a party,  and didn't dress up.   Zac stayed home and answered the door (due to an injury earlier in the  day).  Tannon also went to a party, and while he did dress up, I missed  the photo op with him.  So it was just Myah and Desmond.  And since Zac  answered the door, Derrick and I actually BOTH got to take them trick or  treating this year.  Boy, was I glad it was such a warm and nice  Halloween evening.   I usually use my door answering duties as an excuse to  not have to brave the freezing Idaho Halloween weather.  But not this  year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNBdaH7xE-I/AAAAAAAACVk/sZrzTf3AtY4/s1600/DSC05757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNBdaH7xE-I/AAAAAAAACVk/sZrzTf3AtY4/s400/DSC05757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535026645426050018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNBdbG6IAkI/AAAAAAAACVs/sdvGqgNhSH8/s1600/DSC05758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNBdbG6IAkI/AAAAAAAACVs/sdvGqgNhSH8/s400/DSC05758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535026662330597954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Hope y'all had a happy Halloween!&lt;/span&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/2933133368582684329-5528813925909381720?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5528813925909381720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=5528813925909381720' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5528813925909381720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5528813925909381720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-then-there-were-two.html' title='And Then There Were Two'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TNBdaH7xE-I/AAAAAAAACVk/sZrzTf3AtY4/s72-c/DSC05757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-7038281047586026734</id><published>2010-09-15T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:25:23.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa....Back Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This post is for my mom.  She mentioned that I posted what we did at the beginning of summer and at the end of summer, but that I totally left out the rest.  Honestly, I have no recollection of the middle.  I'm sure it happened, and I'm mostly sure I was part of it....but that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I do remember (thanks for pictures and other people's blogs to borrow pictures from)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun family reunion with Derrick's family.  It was over the 4th of July, and we really enjoyed ourselves, but I forgot to pull out the camera.  So, I'll be borrowing pics from my mother in law.  (thanks Ruth!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bunch of us.  I think it's funny that all of the tall Swaner guys married short girls.  I guess they needed us to balance them out (in more ways than one!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEcoPgIZaI/AAAAAAAACSY/dBBTlrdVnMg/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEcoPgIZaI/AAAAAAAACSY/dBBTlrdVnMg/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517222496187213218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Derrick and his dad.  I like this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEcpn5vXXI/AAAAAAAACSo/CHlrwq-Sb5M/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEcpn5vXXI/AAAAAAAACSo/CHlrwq-Sb5M/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517222519916944754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look back through my blog far enough, you'll see multiple pictures of these 2 little girls in this very same pose.  They don't get to see each other very often, but every time they do, they pose for the same picture. This is Myah and her cousin Abby.  I wish Kira would have been in it with them.  3 cute girlie cousins.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEcom2vZiI/AAAAAAAACSg/cc95fW7jK0k/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEcom2vZiI/AAAAAAAACSg/cc95fW7jK0k/s400/DSC_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517222502456059426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I kept the kids home and made them clean and mow and babysit all summer long!  haha (although that's probably what they would tell you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, it was a quick and fun summer.  And if we sum it all up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tannon avoided way too many pictures.   Such a handsome kid.  Must take more pictures of him....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEfG_AICBI/AAAAAAAACTQ/5U_NP0rUgOI/s1600/CIMG0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEfG_AICBI/AAAAAAAACTQ/5U_NP0rUgOI/s400/CIMG0619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517225223357204498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skyler....developed a bit of a six pack?  What's up with that?  And how is that fair?   Do you even know how many crunches I do every day??? Must be all those bon-bons I eat all day. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEfD8jig6I/AAAAAAAACSw/jrApiCEaA3M/s1600/CIMG0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEfD8jig6I/AAAAAAAACSw/jrApiCEaA3M/s400/CIMG0614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517225171160826786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myah never ever missed a photo-op.  She'll jump into any picture.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEfGETpIsI/AAAAAAAACTI/KmTaZB8fDO8/s1600/CIMG0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEfGETpIsI/AAAAAAAACTI/KmTaZB8fDO8/s400/CIMG0609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517225207601373890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEfETM6nqI/AAAAAAAACS4/_HRHz36gGZY/s1600/CIMG0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEfETM6nqI/AAAAAAAACS4/_HRHz36gGZY/s400/CIMG0598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517225177239953058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I rubbed my feet in the sand.  And I thought of my mom. The Moser girls love to sit on the beach and rub our feet in the sand and chat for hours and hours and hours.  And we always comment on how the sand is kind of giving us a nice little pedicure.  So I took this picture just for you, mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEfE_OOuAI/AAAAAAAACTA/hTxJdnFXdH0/s1600/CIMG0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEfE_OOuAI/AAAAAAAACTA/hTxJdnFXdH0/s400/CIMG0636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517225189056624642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ate popsicles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEhs3qexTI/AAAAAAAACTY/gGt7pCy06AY/s1600/CIMG0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEhs3qexTI/AAAAAAAACTY/gGt7pCy06AY/s400/CIMG0649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517228073245656370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEhujkIJLI/AAAAAAAACTo/oaUJPmRwnxg/s1600/CIMG0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEhujkIJLI/AAAAAAAACTo/oaUJPmRwnxg/s400/CIMG0729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517228102210036914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and camped&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEphOUib3I/AAAAAAAACVQ/mrBtDU4B0Y0/s1600/CIMG0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEphOUib3I/AAAAAAAACVQ/mrBtDU4B0Y0/s400/CIMG0660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517236669262229362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hiked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEk75Nh3rI/AAAAAAAACUY/un5PL6XUbrI/s1600/IMG_0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEk75Nh3rI/AAAAAAAACUY/un5PL6XUbrI/s400/IMG_0241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517231629894016690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and backpacked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEhvozIw2I/AAAAAAAACTw/m7XyVyhSBnk/s1600/CIMG0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEhvozIw2I/AAAAAAAACTw/m7XyVyhSBnk/s400/CIMG0689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517228120795038562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEhtkNwp4I/AAAAAAAACTg/KQ7upBGQjQg/s1600/CIMG0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEhtkNwp4I/AAAAAAAACTg/KQ7upBGQjQg/s400/CIMG0685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517228085204789122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and caved&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnUizL5bI/AAAAAAAACUw/GXurhS59M4Y/s1600/CIMG0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnUizL5bI/AAAAAAAACUw/GXurhS59M4Y/s400/CIMG0512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517234252397929906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnUO0yYcI/AAAAAAAACUo/RKlvjJIV3Is/s1600/DSC05209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnUO0yYcI/AAAAAAAACUo/RKlvjJIV3Is/s400/DSC05209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517234247035937218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and swam&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEphd-nYjI/AAAAAAAACVY/DPAh4C48E5A/s1600/CIMG0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEphd-nYjI/AAAAAAAACVY/DPAh4C48E5A/s400/CIMG0519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517236673465246258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and played with cousins&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnVApzKXI/AAAAAAAACU4/HHp0dzU6dpU/s1600/DSC05176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnVApzKXI/AAAAAAAACU4/HHp0dzU6dpU/s400/DSC05176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517234260411623794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEk5EOO9aI/AAAAAAAACUA/UtEM_BSATRE/s1600/IMG_0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEk5EOO9aI/AAAAAAAACUA/UtEM_BSATRE/s400/IMG_0227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517231581310154146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and visited the emergency room (what would summer be without it???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnV26mBLI/AAAAAAAACVA/RjIWHW7DtLk/s1600/DSCN1406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnV26mBLI/AAAAAAAACVA/RjIWHW7DtLk/s400/DSCN1406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517234274977580210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnohCYpKI/AAAAAAAACVI/7g3Y72w4QqI/s1600/DSCN1405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnohCYpKI/AAAAAAAACVI/7g3Y72w4QqI/s400/DSCN1405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517234595522192546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tried to catch the sweet 'happy moments' on camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEk6wji7FI/AAAAAAAACUQ/w-baOHpFyMc/s1600/DSC05262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEk6wji7FI/AAAAAAAACUQ/w-baOHpFyMc/s400/DSC05262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517231610390572114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and some of us never, ever missed another photo op....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnTRstjBI/AAAAAAAACUg/2ul4Wa6jEAE/s1600/DSC05198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEnTRstjBI/AAAAAAAACUg/2ul4Wa6jEAE/s400/DSC05198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517234230627503122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So long, summer 2010!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and I really wouldn't mind if you could manage to come a little earlier next year and maybe even stay a little longer.)&lt;/span&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/2933133368582684329-7038281047586026734?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7038281047586026734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=7038281047586026734' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7038281047586026734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7038281047586026734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/whoaback-up.html' title='Whoa....Back Up'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TJEcoPgIZaI/AAAAAAAACSY/dBBTlrdVnMg/s72-c/DSC_0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6464478177726920540</id><published>2010-09-14T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T08:18:48.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Wrap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's pretty much it.  Summer is wrapping up.  The kids are back in school.   Soccer is in full swing.  And I'm keeping busy canning, and trying to keep Des busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, we headed up to Bear Lake for a day over Labor Day weekend.  It was lovely, although a little windy.  But isn't Bear Lake always windy?  I don't think the kids even noticed the wind, and they had a blast.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-On5d1onI/AAAAAAAACRA/R9Gy7Wa1f-M/s1600/DSC05574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-On5d1onI/AAAAAAAACRA/R9Gy7Wa1f-M/s400/DSC05574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516784884644160114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-LFSc09zI/AAAAAAAACPQ/ZQPKu0H60oM/s1600/DSC05594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-LFSc09zI/AAAAAAAACPQ/ZQPKu0H60oM/s400/DSC05594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516780991520503602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zac and Nathan picked up some other kids on the beach to play soccer with (or against).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-MHTXybLI/AAAAAAAACQA/U7QHVD199hw/s1600/DSC05580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-MHTXybLI/AAAAAAAACQA/U7QHVD199hw/s400/DSC05580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516782125639167154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Des played a little soccer of his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-PX03tE0I/AAAAAAAACRo/BHeOtYMaTzc/s1600/DSC05586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-PX03tE0I/AAAAAAAACRo/BHeOtYMaTzc/s400/DSC05586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516785708044194626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des, Ryan, and Kamden....aka The Three Musketeers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-MGYgPnwI/AAAAAAAACPw/ALB4JKEwg0w/s1600/DSC05564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-MGYgPnwI/AAAAAAAACPw/ALB4JKEwg0w/s400/DSC05564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516782109836943106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiana and Nicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-Pzl3RhyI/AAAAAAAACRw/j37laI8rlro/s1600/DSC05566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-Pzl3RhyI/AAAAAAAACRw/j37laI8rlro/s400/DSC05566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516786185052194594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this guy.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-LE46OnQI/AAAAAAAACPI/M5wHBdu-FiE/s1600/DSC05598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-LE46OnQI/AAAAAAAACPI/M5wHBdu-FiE/s400/DSC05598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516780984664497410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-MIPtvqAI/AAAAAAAACQI/fCn97wj3QYo/s1600/DSC05567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-MIPtvqAI/AAAAAAAACQI/fCn97wj3QYo/s400/DSC05567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516782141837387778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this one too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-LGRstVnI/AAAAAAAACPo/eoGF4SMpjMI/s1600/DSC05606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-LGRstVnI/AAAAAAAACPo/eoGF4SMpjMI/s400/DSC05606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516781008498546290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and yep, this one too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-LF4Xz8fI/AAAAAAAACPY/wvp2JeXHBus/s1600/DSC05610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-LF4Xz8fI/AAAAAAAACPY/wvp2JeXHBus/s400/DSC05610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516781001700012530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and even this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-QRU0o29I/AAAAAAAACR4/L8aw9y8iA9Q/s1600/DSC05557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-QRU0o29I/AAAAAAAACR4/L8aw9y8iA9Q/s400/DSC05557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516786695873813458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this little girlie is pretty sweet too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-LGFhlrCI/AAAAAAAACPg/1WZVky8vTW4/s1600/DSC05568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-LGFhlrCI/AAAAAAAACPg/1WZVky8vTW4/s400/DSC05568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516781005230681122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then it was time for SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;Skyler started high school this year.  Zac started Junior High School. It is Tannon's first year to NOT have an older brother looking out for him at school.  He IS the older brother.   And Myah started 1st grade, making it the first time she's away from me all day!  Which means it's the first time I've been left home alone with Des ALL DAY!  And, as we all know, Des is a pretty busy little guy.  I've been trying to get him out before the weather turns bad. We've visited the zoo, gone for long drives, and we have walked down to visit the neighbor's dog several times a day.  And that's all before nap time! For the first couple of days, he walked around the house looking for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-MIpT57YI/AAAAAAAACQQ/s2Bae6j_VU8/s1600/DSC05549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-MIpT57YI/AAAAAAAACQQ/s2Bae6j_VU8/s400/DSC05549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516782148708330882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-Oozrt2-I/AAAAAAAACRQ/Q1z672TirbE/s1600/DSC05550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-Oozrt2-I/AAAAAAAACRQ/Q1z672TirbE/s400/DSC05550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516784900271627234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-OoZRyXbI/AAAAAAAACRI/JnuchPLPpr0/s1600/DSC05551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-OoZRyXbI/AAAAAAAACRI/JnuchPLPpr0/s400/DSC05551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516784893183548850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-NOh0YyuI/AAAAAAAACQ4/zx7Pzc-2bx4/s1600/DSC05554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-NOh0YyuI/AAAAAAAACQ4/zx7Pzc-2bx4/s400/DSC05554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516783349287930594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-OpRXS2YI/AAAAAAAACRY/YIyA_33ptLQ/s1600/DSC05555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-OpRXS2YI/AAAAAAAACRY/YIyA_33ptLQ/s400/DSC05555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516784908239034754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-R2dhnmSI/AAAAAAAACSQ/N96XRJnXsQs/s1600/DSC05560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-R2dhnmSI/AAAAAAAACSQ/N96XRJnXsQs/s400/DSC05560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516788433376745762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while they're away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-R1i1xlsI/AAAAAAAACSI/xEWmu3r4oTc/s1600/DSC05562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-R1i1xlsI/AAAAAAAACSI/xEWmu3r4oTc/s400/DSC05562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516788417623594690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-R03m9DiI/AAAAAAAACSA/9MJGmvbT1Bg/s1600/DSC05612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-R03m9DiI/AAAAAAAACSA/9MJGmvbT1Bg/s400/DSC05612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516788406018706978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that about covers it!  I better get canning!!!&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/2933133368582684329-6464478177726920540?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6464478177726920540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6464478177726920540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6464478177726920540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6464478177726920540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-wrap.html' title='It&apos;s a Wrap'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/TI-On5d1onI/AAAAAAAACRA/R9Gy7Wa1f-M/s72-c/DSC05574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-3086043743507642671</id><published>2010-08-29T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T17:15:22.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MO Amazing!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THr3sJzd-6I/AAAAAAAACOQ/Fi2nPBSvm2s/s400/DSC05525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510989431959321506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THr3sJzd-6I/AAAAAAAACOQ/Fi2nPBSvm2s/s1600/DSC05525.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday I had a most amazing adventure.  A bunch of my family members all signed up (and even showed up) to run the Top of Utah half marathon.  It started up Blacksmith Fork Canyon and we ran into Providence....all 13.1 miles of it.  It was really fun. My goal was to get around 2 hours (and I came in at 2 hours 17 minutes).  I would have liked to have been 5 minutes faster, but it's all good.  I had never run more than 10 miles before, so I was definitely nervous about miles 11, 12 and 13.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully, a sweet friend of mine found me at my lowest point and ran with me for a while.  It was just the push I needed. (thanks Janelle!)  And it all ended well.  We all made it across the finish line, and I think that we all actually &lt;i&gt;want &lt;/i&gt;to do it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since we were  running as a family, we decided to sport a family shirt.  We found these neon green shirts that just couldn't be missed!  It was really easy to spot each other!  And since we are all from the &lt;b&gt;Moser&lt;/b&gt; family, we had our shirts printed with the '&lt;b&gt;MO'&lt;/b&gt; theme.  We each picked a word that we felt like would push us, or that described us.  And here are the results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THroblH_1RI/AAAAAAAACNI/ErsLOA6Yyps/s400/DSC05542.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510972654560990482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shawn....MO Alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nicky....Mo Determined&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me....Mo Strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mandi....Mo Mighty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Robin....Mo Sassy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brittany...Mo Smokin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THrocO43wGI/AAAAAAAACNQ/qpJvDnULwgQ/s400/DSC05546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510972665771835490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THrrBI5VvxI/AAAAAAAACOI/zwcxXAMarRg/s400/DSC05545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510975498841603858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;This is Mandi and I at the finish line.  I want to be as fast as her some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THroeMwWWjI/AAAAAAAACNo/zhUC7JNtvBw/s400/DSC05527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510972699558959666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my sister, Robin.  She actually has 5 GRANDCHILDREN.  Seriously! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; And she kicked butt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THrodhyJVvI/AAAAAAAACNg/nye9cZ13ri0/s400/DSC05532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510972688023770866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Brittany.  She was the only other first timer (other than me). And she did great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THrrAsDBcbI/AAAAAAAACOA/BZf0mUm3Qmc/s400/DSC05530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510975491097588146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's Nicky.  I think it was just last year that she came to cheer Mandi on at this very race, and dreamed of doing it herself one day. I don't know if she had ever really run at all since high school.  And here she is!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THrq_YSgwHI/AAAAAAAACNw/vCLWEeR-4rQ/s400/DSC05534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510975468613976178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is my brother, Shawn.  Unless you know him, you'll never understand how much progress he has made in the last year and a half!  Wow!!! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THrrAPBAJmI/AAAAAAAACN4/i_tMVKR5EHA/s400/DSC05536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510975483304486498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And do you even know how happy I was to see these people at the finish line?  Who could ask for a better cheering section!?  I think that maybe they were proud of me.  But I'm proud of them every single day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THroc5_wxUI/AAAAAAAACNY/or-JvBfWOTc/s400/DSC05548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510972677343462722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just on a side note....Jordan....we would LOVE it if we could work out a middle ground run sometime that we could all do!  Maybe Southern Utah???  We missed you, little bro!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And as another side note....I just looked at the official times and places....I placed 1230th out of the 2012 people who showed up to run!  That's not very encouraging.  Oh well.  Maybe next time I can place somewhere in the hundrends.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-3086043743507642671?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3086043743507642671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=3086043743507642671' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3086043743507642671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3086043743507642671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/mo-amazing.html' title='MO Amazing!!!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THr3sJzd-6I/AAAAAAAACOQ/Fi2nPBSvm2s/s72-c/DSC05525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-481279090102331270</id><published>2010-08-25T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T20:35:32.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer...Take 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What a crazy, insane, upside down summer! It seems like we got off to such a late start with Mother Nature, but when she decided to cooperate...we've just been trying to keep up. We know how long and cold winter can be, so we're trying to soak up enough sunshine to pull us through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It may take a couple of posts to catch up, but eventually, I think I may get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We kicked off our summer with a short camping trip up to Stanley Lake. And holy cow, Mom and Dad, how did we never see the Sawtooths in all of our years living in Idaho? They are somethin else, and I love them. A lot. Stanley Lake was fantastic. I think we'll go back next year. And the year after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Other than the fact that Myah forgot her bag and had NO clothes, things went rather smoothly.  We had to shop the great variety of stores (which consists of a couple small tourist gift shops) in Stanley to find her at least one change of clothes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Redfish Lake was pretty great too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We had to stop and check out Mount Borah on the way.  We really want to climb it soon.  Skyler's hair is almost as big as Mount Borah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnNZUaxjI/AAAAAAAACLY/04JAGzp8Ef8/s1600/DSC05314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnNZUaxjI/AAAAAAAACLY/04JAGzp8Ef8/s400/DSC05314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509493567734335026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWo-_lxB_I/AAAAAAAACMQ/swK5vxMNLcc/s1600/DSC05367.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWo-_lxB_I/AAAAAAAACMQ/swK5vxMNLcc/s1600/DSC05367.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWo-_lxB_I/AAAAAAAACMQ/swK5vxMNLcc/s1600/DSC05367.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Check out those Sawtooths!  Pretty, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWo-AVCOAI/AAAAAAAACMA/Rr9sWZQaG-A/s400/DSC05357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509495502351251458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dirty faces are completely acceptable while camping.  And they are even pretty cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnOfx1bjI/AAAAAAAACLo/GVAHxacs8fM/s400/DSC05346.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509493586648198706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWv77nnqyI/AAAAAAAACMw/Bfquxz9S6Ho/s400/DSC05334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509503163308682018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnN0qtbCI/AAAAAAAACLg/4lXlNP4WHKk/s400/DSC05318.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509493575075589154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnPYs_-oI/AAAAAAAACL4/YNVzOpzu5ZQ/s1600/DSC05351.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnPYs_-oI/AAAAAAAACL4/YNVzOpzu5ZQ/s1600/DSC05351.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnPYs_-oI/AAAAAAAACL4/YNVzOpzu5ZQ/s1600/DSC05351.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWo-_lxB_I/AAAAAAAACMQ/swK5vxMNLcc/s1600/DSC05367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWo-_lxB_I/AAAAAAAACMQ/swK5vxMNLcc/s400/DSC05367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509495519332861938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWv7FDlRbI/AAAAAAAACMo/EYvHeNolK84/s400/DSC05331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509503148662015410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Skyler told us that he would never ask for anything again as long as he lives if we would just let him pour lighter fluid on the wooden sword they made so he could have a burning torch.  And I thought he was getting all grown up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWv8irQlRI/AAAAAAAACM4/QeBjA7Kj50o/s400/DSC05353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509503173792929042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Derrick and Zac are the only completely insane people in our family. They just have to swim out into any and every lake that we come across. That included these FREEZING cold mountain lakes (Alturus Lake and another I can't remember the name of).  It was so cold, I couldn't even stand to get out of the car.  I came out just long enough to take their picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWo-Z9ZnsI/AAAAAAAACMI/xX3U0RKTeZo/s1600/DSC05387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWo-Z9ZnsI/AAAAAAAACMI/xX3U0RKTeZo/s400/DSC05387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509495509231443650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnPYs_-oI/AAAAAAAACL4/YNVzOpzu5ZQ/s1600/DSC05351.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWwklIZbbI/AAAAAAAACNA/06SWoh3hY8k/s400/DSC05390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509503861646781874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think that even Derrick thought it was a little chilly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnO7-NvdI/AAAAAAAACLw/ABaJJ9qM190/s1600/DSC05347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnO7-NvdI/AAAAAAAACLw/ABaJJ9qM190/s400/DSC05347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509493594216316370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Redfish Lake wasn't too cold.  Tannon and Myah even took the plunge.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And why is this underlining?  I haven't a clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnPYs_-oI/AAAAAAAACL4/YNVzOpzu5ZQ/s1600/DSC05351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnPYs_-oI/AAAAAAAACL4/YNVzOpzu5ZQ/s400/DSC05351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509493601928739458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;All in all, it was a great time!  Definitely loving the Idaho summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWo-_lxB_I/AAAAAAAACMQ/swK5vxMNLcc/s1600/DSC05367.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&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/2933133368582684329-481279090102331270?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/481279090102331270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=481279090102331270' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/481279090102331270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/481279090102331270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/summertake-1.html' title='Summer...Take 1'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/THWnNZUaxjI/AAAAAAAACLY/04JAGzp8Ef8/s72-c/DSC05314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-7164431063212293595</id><published>2010-05-25T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:40:38.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sweet Magoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myah had her birthday a couple of weeks ago. &amp;nbsp;And since I tend to run a couple weeks behind (at least) on blogging, I'll post a couple pictures now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here's the deal. &amp;nbsp;I'm a pretty ok cook. &amp;nbsp;My kids can't complain. &amp;nbsp;We certainly don't go hungry around here. &amp;nbsp;But.....I must admit that I have struggled in the birthday cake department. &amp;nbsp;Over the years, we've had some cakes where we just 'have to use our imaginations'. &amp;nbsp;Good thing kids have good imaginations. &amp;nbsp;I just always tend to get this great big idea in my head, and it never seems to work out. &amp;nbsp;So although this is a bit embarrassing, I'm going to share anyways.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myah wanted strawberry shortcake for her birthday. &amp;nbsp;Derrick doesn't really like strawberry shortcake. &amp;nbsp;So I thought I'd plant in her mind (like good mothers do), that she wanted this other strawberry cake that is so delicious! &amp;nbsp;It's a white cake with a cream cheese topping, and then topped with strawberries and danish dessert. &amp;nbsp;Normally, I would make it in a cake pan, but I thought I'd get fancy. &amp;nbsp;I mean, Myah really is &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; special. &amp;nbsp;So I decided to make a double layer cake, with cream cheese filling and the strawberries and danish on top. &amp;nbsp;It was looking pretty good, until I tried to top it off with the strawberry mixture. &amp;nbsp;Let's just say that the cake lacked integrity. &amp;nbsp;That the foundation wasn't strong enough. (Hmmm, sounds like a family home evening lesson just waiting to happen). &amp;nbsp; And just like the foolish man's house that was built upon the sand......The cake didn't survive. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't happy. &amp;nbsp;It took me half the day to put together this dumb cake. &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/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_vsrsK7ZkI/AAAAAAAACLQ/fd-XXjQW16w/s1600/DSC05092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_vsrsK7ZkI/AAAAAAAACLQ/fd-XXjQW16w/s400/DSC05092.JPG" width="400" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the best part though. &amp;nbsp;Myah LOVED it. &amp;nbsp;She was so excited to have her very own 'Volcano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cake'! &amp;nbsp;And &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; is why Miss Magoo is so AWESOME!!! &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/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_vsmVqORKI/AAAAAAAACLI/O6RNAce81b8/s1600/DSC05091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_vsmVqORKI/AAAAAAAACLI/O6RNAce81b8/s400/DSC05091.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So happy belated birthday little girl! &amp;nbsp;I don't know quite where the last 6 years have gone, but it has been such a HUGE blessing to have a sweet daughter around to enjoy life with! &amp;nbsp;&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/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_vsgWbDV8I/AAAAAAAACLA/NLgQ1nQs7Yg/s1600/DSC05072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_vsgWbDV8I/AAAAAAAACLA/NLgQ1nQs7Yg/s400/DSC05072.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/2933133368582684329-7164431063212293595?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7164431063212293595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=7164431063212293595' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7164431063212293595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7164431063212293595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-sweet-magoo.html' title='Happy Birthday Sweet Magoo!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_vsrsK7ZkI/AAAAAAAACLQ/fd-XXjQW16w/s72-c/DSC05092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1357269668846132514</id><published>2010-05-18T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:42:04.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday, I planted the garden. &amp;nbsp;It took me all day. &amp;nbsp;Des' sandals gave him a blister on his foot. &amp;nbsp;So when he came out after his nap, I decided it might be better just to let him wear socks. &amp;nbsp;After a couple hours outside in his socks, this is what was left.&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_MH5LljHWI/AAAAAAAACKo/FSWV8dtppz0/s1600/DSC05123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_MH5LljHWI/AAAAAAAACKo/FSWV8dtppz0/s400/DSC05123.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It looks like one of those biker gloves with no fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_MH5LljHWI/AAAAAAAACKo/FSWV8dtppz0/s1600/DSC05123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_MIBVeGz-I/AAAAAAAACKw/Q5l7yhFAgSI/s1600/DSC05127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_MIBVeGz-I/AAAAAAAACKw/Q5l7yhFAgSI/s400/DSC05127.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then this morning, he wanted to go back outside. &amp;nbsp;This is his shoebox (yes, it's an old diaper box, and I have no intention of upgrading in the near future). &amp;nbsp;But do you see anything wrong with this picture? &amp;nbsp;Look again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_MIBVeGz-I/AAAAAAAACKw/Q5l7yhFAgSI/s1600/DSC05127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_MIG7UtnaI/AAAAAAAACK4/Lywaer6w7YI/s1600/DSC05131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_MIG7UtnaI/AAAAAAAACK4/Lywaer6w7YI/s400/DSC05131.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are no matches! &amp;nbsp;He has one of every shoe, but no matches to go with them! &amp;nbsp;Every time he wakes up, he grabs some shoes before even leaving his room and brings them to us, thinking that he can go outside. &amp;nbsp;And so they end up all over the house. &amp;nbsp;But he doesn't necessarily grab matching shoes, which leaves their matches still sitting in the box. &amp;nbsp;This is when I know it's time to clean up the basement (which I try to avoid at all costs) and clean out the car. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My organizational skills are top notch I tell yu, top notch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-1357269668846132514?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1357269668846132514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=1357269668846132514' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1357269668846132514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1357269668846132514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/yesterday-i-planted-garden.html' title=''/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S_MH5LljHWI/AAAAAAAACKo/FSWV8dtppz0/s72-c/DSC05123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-781860031134657236</id><published>2010-05-06T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T10:06:34.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 6th (I think)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is my house. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Right now. May 6th.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just 2 weeks before school gets out for the SUMMER. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I said SUMMER! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So much for getting a little yard work done today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S-L1TcAt3JI/AAAAAAAACKQ/7e2PohEEJFQ/s1600/DSC05093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S-L1TcAt3JI/AAAAAAAACKQ/7e2PohEEJFQ/s400/DSC05093.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And this is my flowering wheeping cherry tree. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;With it's pink blossoms. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just hanging out in the snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S-L2AlaKxEI/AAAAAAAACKg/bGCfE5cHB24/s1600/DSC05095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S-L2AlaKxEI/AAAAAAAACKg/bGCfE5cHB24/s640/DSC05095.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the crazy guys at work told me that there is a new ice age coming. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He said it will arrive within about 10 years. &amp;nbsp;Maybe he's right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-781860031134657236?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/781860031134657236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=781860031134657236' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/781860031134657236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/781860031134657236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-6th-i-think.html' title='May 6th (I think)'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S-L1TcAt3JI/AAAAAAAACKQ/7e2PohEEJFQ/s72-c/DSC05093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6927497335804648518</id><published>2010-04-16T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T08:57:14.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know, I know, I'm not exactly a faithful blogger these days. &amp;nbsp;It's not that I don't want to be. It's just that I don't have the time, and I guess it's not on the top of my priority list. &amp;nbsp;So time for a little catching up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We've been busy with all sorts of things......&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;We've been skiing. &amp;nbsp;We went with Mandi and Jaxon, and I'm just sure that I took some pictures of them, but can't find them anywhere. &amp;nbsp;It was a great ski day though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8ftaeQc-dI/AAAAAAAACGA/DvpJdEVib1w/s1600/DSC00692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8ftaeQc-dI/AAAAAAAACGA/DvpJdEVib1w/s320/DSC00692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8ftaeQc-dI/AAAAAAAACGA/DvpJdEVib1w/s1600/DSC00692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8h9khXFHsI/AAAAAAAACJw/dQWXWrn-xFs/s1600/DSC00704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8h9khXFHsI/AAAAAAAACJw/dQWXWrn-xFs/s400/DSC00704.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Myah has been growing up, but not too much. &amp;nbsp;Just when I think she's getting so grown up, she does something like this that reminds me she's still just so little. &amp;nbsp;This was her back seat make up job. Nice, hu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8ftJNZ973I/AAAAAAAACF4/HNNj9mkQ4wg/s1600/DSC00670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8ftJNZ973I/AAAAAAAACF4/HNNj9mkQ4wg/s320/DSC00670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Desmond has been busy getting getting bigger and bigger. &amp;nbsp;Doesn't he just look so old in this picture?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8hydvnbx2I/AAAAAAAACHo/OwM-03SUaLc/s1600/DSC04823.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8hydvnbx2I/AAAAAAAACHo/OwM-03SUaLc/s320/DSC04823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;For spring break, we kept busy by going to St. George. Where we visited Zion's and climbed Angels Landing. &amp;nbsp;What a great hike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8fuQyc4KBI/AAAAAAAACGg/Swp_na3UBzY/s1600/DSC00757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8fuQyc4KBI/AAAAAAAACGg/Swp_na3UBzY/s320/DSC00757.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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8iAsvqmHWI/AAAAAAAACKA/TDw54vxPhHQ/s1600/DSC00736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8iAsvqmHWI/AAAAAAAACKA/TDw54vxPhHQ/s400/DSC00736.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just loved the red and orange mountains, topped with the white snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8fuQyc4KBI/AAAAAAAACGg/Swp_na3UBzY/s1600/DSC00757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8fsv_P8AdI/AAAAAAAACFo/IgthLYlXDQA/s1600/CIMG0440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8fsv_P8AdI/AAAAAAAACFo/IgthLYlXDQA/s400/CIMG0440.JPG" width="400" /&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8ft3DkAyCI/AAAAAAAACGQ/53IffvNeXxA/s1600/DSC00739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8ft3DkAyCI/AAAAAAAACGQ/53IffvNeXxA/s320/DSC00739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Derrick was busy being a very happy man. Because to him, it's not about where you go, it's about the mountain you can climb there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8iAeDvAFSI/AAAAAAAACJ4/oVrKGfOwOXw/s1600/CIMG0452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8iAeDvAFSI/AAAAAAAACJ4/oVrKGfOwOXw/s400/CIMG0452.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And while the rest of us were busy being smart, Derrick and Zac went to the very top of Angel's Landing. &amp;nbsp;Where you have to hole on to the chains, and and where people fall off and die. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't loving it, but there was no stopping him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8fuCifdGGI/AAAAAAAACGY/4Sin0OBKqR8/s1600/DSC00745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;And then we took the kids out to the dunes, because I've wanted to take their pictures there for the longest time. &amp;nbsp;It's funny how I'm lucky to get one good pic of each of the boys, and I get a whole handful of Myah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8h7LEG7NaI/AAAAAAAACJg/VzSE8a5sQuk/s1600/DSC04956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8h7LEG7NaI/AAAAAAAACJg/VzSE8a5sQuk/s400/DSC04956.JPG" width="400" /&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8h6_bou5dI/AAAAAAAACJQ/P9rSiP2Vmts/s1600/DSC04928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8h6_bou5dI/AAAAAAAACJQ/P9rSiP2Vmts/s400/DSC04928.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8fwMy7T0yI/AAAAAAAACGo/DYD7vjWjKzY/s1600/DSC00762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8h1mejuz3I/AAAAAAAACIg/3Z-i79nNGg8/s1600/DSC04867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8h1mejuz3I/AAAAAAAACIg/3Z-i79nNGg8/s400/DSC04867.JPG" width="400" /&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 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;And then we headed for Vegas. &amp;nbsp;In a way, it was like going home. &amp;nbsp;It's been 5 years since we left, and we sure do miss it! &amp;nbsp;I don't miss all of it, but here's what I do miss....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The friends. &amp;nbsp;Some of our favorite people on the planet had us over for a barbecue. &amp;nbsp;The kids got to hang out with some of their old friends. &amp;nbsp;Myah was too young to remember these cute kids, but they hit it off within minutes. &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure why I didn't take a picture with my old friends, or of the boys....I guess I was just having too much fun catching up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8fw24iMJyI/AAAAAAAACHA/IF5JRydYke0/s1600/DSC00768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8fxFGaWmjI/AAAAAAAACHI/wvfuBNYw3Uw/s1600/DSC00769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8fxFGaWmjI/AAAAAAAACHI/wvfuBNYw3Uw/s400/DSC00769.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I guess we were just having too much fun. &amp;nbsp;Thanks guys!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8fxO4lTajI/AAAAAAAACHQ/a8hiUe_j5VU/s1600/DSC00771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8hyJTTNRtI/AAAAAAAACHY/FiPJXpp61W8/s1600/DSC00774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8hyJTTNRtI/AAAAAAAACHY/FiPJXpp61W8/s400/DSC00774.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(who knew we would go all the way to Vegas...to play X-BOX!!!!?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8hyJTTNRtI/AAAAAAAACHY/FiPJXpp61W8/s1600/DSC00774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8hyXwvy2wI/AAAAAAAACHg/aiUAlGSnMDM/s1600/DSC00779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8hyXwvy2wI/AAAAAAAACHg/aiUAlGSnMDM/s400/DSC00779.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then we were busy driving home very quickly so Zac could make it to his 6 o'clock soccer practice. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At least &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; got some good rest in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8hyXwvy2wI/AAAAAAAACHg/aiUAlGSnMDM/s1600/DSC00779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8h7QmZCgLI/AAAAAAAACJo/UBiQiXsoYtY/s1600/DSC04984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8h7QmZCgLI/AAAAAAAACJo/UBiQiXsoYtY/s320/DSC04984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whew....there we have it. &amp;nbsp;And I haven't even touched Easter yet. &amp;nbsp;That'll be next. Hopefully tomorrow. But right now, the sun is shining, and I must get out and enjoy it! &amp;nbsp;Happy day everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-6927497335804648518?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6927497335804648518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6927497335804648518' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6927497335804648518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6927497335804648518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy!!!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S8ftaeQc-dI/AAAAAAAACGA/DvpJdEVib1w/s72-c/DSC00692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-3633343583467166092</id><published>2010-03-18T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:16:18.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I feel like my life as I know it has been taken over by my sweet kids. &amp;nbsp;I'm not talking about my time. &amp;nbsp;I really don't &amp;nbsp;mind that part of the whole plan. &amp;nbsp;I'm talking about my&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SPACE&lt;/span&gt;. I have no place in my house that is&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(wow, that sounds really selfish, but it's not meant that way!)&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;That the kids stay out of. No place to go to get away from it all. &amp;nbsp;Here's the breakdown....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;living room&lt;/span&gt;...well, I'm happy to see all the craziness going on there. &amp;nbsp;That's what it's for, right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;kitchen&lt;/span&gt;...same thing. &amp;nbsp;The more the merrier!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;family room&lt;/span&gt;...the kid's domain. &amp;nbsp;I very seldom enter. It's better that way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;kids' bedrooms&lt;/span&gt;....are supposed to be cleaned every day. &amp;nbsp;But sometimes I pick my battles. After all, that's THEIR space, and everyone needs their space, right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;exercise room/food storage room&lt;/span&gt;....the kids have discovered that there may be good snacks hidden there, so they help themselves. Granola bar and fruit snack wrappers clutter the floor most days. Now, if they want to actually exercise in there, I'm willing to share.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My bathroom&lt;/span&gt;....why do they like to use my shower instead of there's? &amp;nbsp;Good question.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;garage&lt;/span&gt;...overrun with bicycles, soccer balls, basketballs, sleds, and shoes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My bedroom&lt;/span&gt;....now this is the one that is really making me crazy. &amp;nbsp;My bedroom has become the dumping ground for anything that nobody wants to put away or that doesn't have a pre-assigned home...laundry, books, movies, papers, shoes, gifts, etc. etc....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I WANT MY ROOM BACK!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think I might do something drastic today. &amp;nbsp;The DI could be getting a nice big donation by this afternoon. &amp;nbsp;I want&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;bedroom to be quiet, clean, organized, and free from household clutter. I don't mind if kids come in to talk, or even to cuddle, but please don't come in to watch tv, play computer games, color, eat, shower, get dressed, or dig through our drawers for clean socks. &amp;nbsp;Is that too much to ask? I guess I better get busy!&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-3633343583467166092?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3633343583467166092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=3633343583467166092' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3633343583467166092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3633343583467166092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-space.html' title='My Space'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4295159547135145172</id><published>2010-02-05T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:28:00.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy Oh Boy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Desmond is a busy little boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A very busy little boy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today, I heard a strange crashing sound in the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is what I found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S2xvsAzb-RI/AAAAAAAACFY/rwBs0FN0AnM/s1600-h/DSC04814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S2xvsAzb-RI/AAAAAAAACFY/rwBs0FN0AnM/s320/DSC04814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;No worries though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After all, 3 eggs survived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Except when I walked in to the kitchen to investigate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Des threw 1 of the 3 at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And it landed on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S2xvml464DI/AAAAAAAACFQ/uZyE3RvXGeY/s1600-h/DSC04812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S2xvml464DI/AAAAAAAACFQ/uZyE3RvXGeY/s320/DSC04812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So 3 eggs minus 1 egg is 2 eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2 eggs left.&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/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S2xvx4WsvlI/AAAAAAAACFg/PJ8ZodnVIZU/s1600-h/DSC04821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S2xvx4WsvlI/AAAAAAAACFg/PJ8ZodnVIZU/s320/DSC04821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thanks Des....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S2xvhLDGHPI/AAAAAAAACFI/RtuhvSoemT8/s1600-h/DSC04805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S2xvhLDGHPI/AAAAAAAACFI/RtuhvSoemT8/s320/DSC04805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oops....gotta go. &amp;nbsp;Just heard a crash in the bathroom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2933133368582684329-4295159547135145172?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4295159547135145172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4295159547135145172' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4295159547135145172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4295159547135145172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/boy-oh-boy.html' title='Boy Oh Boy....'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S2xvsAzb-RI/AAAAAAAACFY/rwBs0FN0AnM/s72-c/DSC04814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1017492659761193098</id><published>2010-01-07T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:59:50.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis The Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div 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;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Tis the season for....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Trying to get that perfect Christmas card photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Before you freeze to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YFW67o2SI/AAAAAAAACDY/Zfpdju_hbcU/s1600-h/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YFW67o2SI/AAAAAAAACDY/Zfpdju_hbcU/s400/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0Y8KgBp5kI/AAAAAAAACFA/_ErVJg4xbgY/s1600-h/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0Y8KgBp5kI/AAAAAAAACFA/_ErVJg4xbgY/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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 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/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YFPn0_IcI/AAAAAAAACDQ/vwFPCgJUopg/s1600-h/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YFPn0_IcI/AAAAAAAACDQ/vwFPCgJUopg/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;And late night games of Risk (a few more years and we may even pull it off without any tears!).&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/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YD3U8qv0I/AAAAAAAACCo/Y4-6EtEY4SQ/s1600-h/063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YD3U8qv0I/AAAAAAAACCo/Y4-6EtEY4SQ/s400/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;School Programs&lt;/span&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;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/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YDWmQ1VXI/AAAAAAAACCY/xVZoG_rO4CU/s1600-h/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YDWmQ1VXI/AAAAAAAACCY/xVZoG_rO4CU/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The one time each year that we eat on china&lt;/span&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;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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YSMLv4scI/AAAAAAAACEg/BK4_Ds4ik74/s1600-h/20100173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YSMLv4scI/AAAAAAAACEg/BK4_Ds4ik74/s320/20100173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" 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-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The annual Christmas morning line up on the stairs&lt;/span&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/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YDf2WgnVI/AAAAAAAACCg/Ldvjjxmt3p0/s1600-h/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YDf2WgnVI/AAAAAAAACCg/Ldvjjxmt3p0/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And for doing what we love most....&lt;/span&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;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/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YIjo3ZlwI/AAAAAAAACDo/Kl_MtUzJYgI/s1600-h/20100189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YIjo3ZlwI/AAAAAAAACDo/Kl_MtUzJYgI/s400/20100189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;even if the snow does complicate things&lt;/span&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/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YKAi15CXI/AAAAAAAACDw/UETsulN27Ck/s1600-h/20100181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YKAi15CXI/AAAAAAAACDw/UETsulN27Ck/s400/20100181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And for being ok with my daughter sitting on a stranger's lap!&lt;/span&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0Y6CrPuimI/AAAAAAAACEo/-kOsGD_OVlA/s1600-h/20100170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0Y6CrPuimI/AAAAAAAACEo/-kOsGD_OVlA/s400/20100170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And cookie decorating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0Y6mPCCtUI/AAAAAAAACE4/vGbox2ujhxs/s1600-h/20100180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0Y6mPCCtUI/AAAAAAAACE4/vGbox2ujhxs/s320/20100180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And the Christmas Eve PJ party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YRkn7pW9I/AAAAAAAACEI/-s1kyU7SELQ/s1600-h/20100179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YRkn7pW9I/AAAAAAAACEI/-s1kyU7SELQ/s640/20100179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" 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-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And sledding with our besties!&lt;/span&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YD_nmc6xI/AAAAAAAACCw/RkeP_GAuDEg/s1600-h/069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YD_nmc6xI/AAAAAAAACCw/RkeP_GAuDEg/s400/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YEQ4UzsII/AAAAAAAACC4/TB9bJheDXiY/s1600-h/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YEQ4UzsII/AAAAAAAACC4/TB9bJheDXiY/s400/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And for long winter naps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YRwBWv86I/AAAAAAAACEQ/3veVdyp2iFA/s1600-h/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YRwBWv86I/AAAAAAAACEQ/3veVdyp2iFA/s400/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tis the season that seems to fly by without warning.&amp;nbsp; The season that is so easy to get caught up in the things that don't matter so much and to forget why we're celebrating.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;It is also the season when we have warm sweat pant days when we can reflect on how blessed we are.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;For health and for the beautiful and safe place where we are so blessed to live.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;For families and friends.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;For a Savior who loves us and understands us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Who even endured and in the end died for us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And so with that, I'll try to do a little more, try a little harder to be the kind of person that He knows I really am.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And here's to 2010!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&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;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-1017492659761193098?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1017492659761193098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=1017492659761193098' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1017492659761193098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1017492659761193098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/tis-season.html' title='&apos;Tis The Season'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/S0YFW67o2SI/AAAAAAAACDY/Zfpdju_hbcU/s72-c/053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4894280491952243333</id><published>2009-12-27T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:06:16.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an Adventure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last fall, some big changes took place in our family. And these 2 are the cause of all the excitement. These are my parents. My dad....an Idaho farmer. The kind that has dirt permanently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ingrained&lt;/span&gt; into his hands. The kind that feels right at home on a tractor or out moving pipe. The kind that can't wait to get back to his farm after leaving on vacation for a few days! My mom....the wife of an Idaho farmer. Which means that she works hard. She's been known to spend more than a little time out in the fields, or in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;potato&lt;/span&gt; cellar! But she's also my friend. She is a mother, a grandmother, a teacher, a counselor, a listening ear, a doctor....and she's my mom! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420104180693127826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUCQ_S0pI/AAAAAAAAB9c/YVGeudmzlFQ/s400/IMG_5073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Many years ago, these crazy kids decided that they had been on the receiving end of so very many blessings. They decided that when the time was right, they would be prepared to give back. So, after raising 8 kids, the time was right! We all knew it wasn't going to be easy, but we also knew that they were right...it was time for them to serve the mission that they had waited for and anticipated for so many years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after the long process of paper work, doctors appointments, and a thousand other preparations, the call finally came! I'm not sure who was more excited, them....or us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420104783772818466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUlXosnCI/AAAAAAAAB-c/ULHN3OkGt_g/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420104792404815938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUl3yucEI/AAAAAAAAB-k/fFcff5k3AcE/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And the chosen place.......Marshall Islands! Cool! Sounds warm. Sounds tropical. Coconut. Pineapple. Bananas. Beaches. Sunshine. It's all good, right? It wasn't quite what we thought at first, but it was the place that they were meant to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420105409488874946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgVJynB7cI/AAAAAAAACAU/OotnjKWZto0/s400/IMG_5284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After a few weeks (before they even left), however, the call was changed just a bit. My dad was called to be a counselor to the mission president and serve on Christmas Island (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kiritimati&lt;/span&gt;). It was a couple thousand miles away from the mission home, and he would serve over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kiritimati&lt;/span&gt; and Fanning Islands. Where there aren't any pineapples or bananas. Where there isn't any mail service. And there isn't any fresh water. No fertile fields (not the farming kind, at least....just the spiritual kind!). No mountains. No cell phones. No stores. Only sporadic electricity. But what an ADVENTURE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420104188771990578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUCvFcfDI/AAAAAAAAB9k/mvymu2HUJ4A/s400/39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After spending the entire summer spending every ounce of time we could together, the time had finally come. We had watched mom 'write her list, and check it twice', and three times, and four times. They needed to decide what to pack in their limited luggage space. There is not really any good way to ship things to them, and they don't have easy access to groceries (or anything else), so there was a lot of prioritizing done. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MTC&lt;/span&gt; was short and sweet. It was only a week, but I think we were all ready to get this adventure started!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420105247432713042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgVAW51I1I/AAAAAAAACAM/DexIb8PDYEE/s400/IMG_5283.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So they left on a happy/sad note. It was so hard to say good-bye. But seriously...could we be more proud of them? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420105238600613794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgU_2AF_6I/AAAAAAAAB_8/zMnsagt-FlQ/s400/IMG_1630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420105243376100786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgVAHyqJbI/AAAAAAAACAE/7JzrYBlOSsQ/s400/IMG_1976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420122952694354050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzglG8JJ0II/AAAAAAAACB0/H6RXuiXD5ds/s400/IMG_1989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420121086849070130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgjaVU-NDI/AAAAAAAACBE/Xf_aycdlOuQ/s400/IMG_1985.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420121101448295042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgjbLtssoI/AAAAAAAACBc/bO4sOoBfwTU/s400/IMG_2037crop.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420121095886918450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Szgja2_w0zI/AAAAAAAACBU/uW9jMOMET48/s400/IMG_1990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And off they went!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The airport wasn't quite what we're used to. But it looks like they had a welcoming committee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420104508948734962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUVX1h4_I/AAAAAAAAB-U/Aeqo24t6rLg/s400/GetAttachment26.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And their new home.....I guess there wouldn't be much time wasted on keeping up on the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420104805049832834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUmm5iFYI/AAAAAAAAB-8/7USs1P4g9-Q/s400/couples_apart__and_van.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The chapel next to their house is more like what we're used to, but this is the chapel on Fanning Island, I think.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420105002215347858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUyFZdFpI/AAAAAAAAB_c/tRZDocqVlIg/s400/fanning_church.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Because of poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;healthcare&lt;/span&gt; (or lack of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;healthcare&lt;/span&gt;), death seems to be pretty common place. And the simplicity of the burial process is just so different that what we're accustomed to.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420117517843920018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzggKlv1dJI/AAAAAAAACA0/6fdUd3ISacY/s400/funeral_077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420122943231834002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzglGY5HN5I/AAAAAAAACBs/odG33NXYmbI/s400/funeral_091.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420104194558395410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUDEpCBBI/AAAAAAAAB90/Ze0N8UAmAVg/s400/GetAttachment30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And the fashions are so different. But really, who wouldn't want to wear flip flops on their mission (guys included)?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420105419268720242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgVKXCuhnI/AAAAAAAACAk/Y0XGU5Czo9E/s400/lava.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So while they left 8 kids behind, they seem to have adopted another 4 to keep them busy! There are only 1 set of elders and 1 set of sisters on the island, so they're pretty close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420104795266830850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUmCdFUgI/AAAAAAAAB-s/_YMpFSEW0ks/s400/christmas+morning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention all of the beautiful and kind people that they get to spend the next year and a half with!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420105010035400626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUyih5n7I/AAAAAAAAB_k/K6Zd-VtrlAc/s400/fanning_farewell.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it's funny what we take for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;granted&lt;/span&gt;. For instance....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bathrooms on Fanning island.......Wow...can you imagine? I'd sure hate to have to go in the middle of the night!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420104992260682290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUxgUE8jI/AAAAAAAAB_U/HXTq43W0310/s400/fanning_bathroom_(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But really, isn't this what it's all about???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420104984856709810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUxEu1SrI/AAAAAAAAB_M/hXhmYQS0P68/s400/fanning_baptism_(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420117514057721154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzggKXpIpUI/AAAAAAAACAs/dRUH_OzAa_8/s400/Kiritimati_2_034crop.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420104979955357874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUwyeQmLI/AAAAAAAAB_E/4ntw9L6Wt8A/s400/Elder_Moser_baptising_Robone.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And so, yes, we're proud. And yes, we miss them so much. And yes, we wish we could go there and visit, but it's very expensive! But....yesterday, we got to call and talk to them. It was so AWESOME! It took me 2 days to finally get a phone card to work, but it was totally worth the wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgU_sgIt4I/AAAAAAAAB_0/2pEGYa77p34/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCAO2UFS7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420105236050655106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgU_sgIt4I/AAAAAAAAB_0/2pEGYa77p34/s400/GetAttachmentCAO2UFS7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420129667802207682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgrNz3oFcI/AAAAAAAACB8/Ejhu-xySHVw/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;So to my sweet parents....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you both&lt;/span&gt;. You'll never fully know how much we have felt the special blessings on our little family that have come as a result of your service! Thank you so much for your example! And we're more than happy to share you with the sweet people that you're serving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*In a future post, I'll tell you all about Derrick's parents who are serving a mission at the bishop's store house in Logan (first I need to gather some pictures, because a blog post just isn't the same without them). I LOVE the blessing of food storage, and I LOVE the people who donate their time to help us to follow our prophet! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-4894280491952243333?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4894280491952243333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4894280491952243333' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4894280491952243333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4894280491952243333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-fall-some-big-changes-took-place.html' title='What an Adventure!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SzgUCQ_S0pI/AAAAAAAAB9c/YVGeudmzlFQ/s72-c/IMG_5073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4943224441651473628</id><published>2009-12-19T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T06:41:50.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finallly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas isn't creeping up on us this year....It's flying towards us at incredible speed, and there's just no stopping it! So I figure I better finally post our Thanksgiving pictures before Christmas pictures take their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Thanksgiving with Derrick's family in Smithfield, and we had a great time. The next morning we went out and did a little shopping without the kids (thanks Ira!). And managed to grab a couple good sale items. Although, have you noticed, that everything that was such a great deal on Black Friday, has met the same price several times since then? Only without the crowds, the chaos, and the craziness? So &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; did we drag ourselves out of bed so dang early? Because it's FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's picture time....drumroll please.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ruth did such a great job at dressing up the ping pong table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it made for plenty of elbow room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416948910426847554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SyzeVXRueUI/AAAAAAAAB80/WPNwpoyQ7oA/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tannon. What a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; kid! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&amp;amp; it looks like he ate all his veggies....or maybe he just didn't take any!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416945122325238594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Syza43f7E0I/AAAAAAAAB70/mZhQoNVN8Gs/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Desmond was really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;loving &lt;/span&gt;the grub. I think he's a mashed potatoe kind of kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416945114391004578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Syza4Z8QRaI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Mb9cvAAMfoo/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Apparently, Shawn is too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416945132894257938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Syza5e3xgxI/AAAAAAAAB78/2wMJlJvCb7A/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Kira. I don't think she &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;takes a bad picture. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416945105376039666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Syza34W60vI/AAAAAAAAB7k/lGqkEqTKP7s/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's da boys. What a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;good lookin&lt;/span&gt; bunch, hu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416946809628579442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SyzcbFMY1nI/AAAAAAAAB8s/fputE8Ux0Wk/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Abby &lt;/span&gt;pose for this same picture every time we're together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only thing that changes is the background and the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416950347224088146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Syzfo_w4flI/AAAAAAAAB9E/66-nyWpK-0w/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how much &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;taller&lt;/span&gt; Kira is. Is Myah really going to be that grown up in 3 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416950356549773298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SyzfpigTJ_I/AAAAAAAAB9U/MHkTDpJXIPw/s400/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's Nicole. Talk about growing up &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fast&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416950350525439506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SyzfpMD_HhI/AAAAAAAAB9M/XS6QR9nPIEo/s400/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the boys with their mom. Michael wasn't able to make it. But I love this picture, because when the guys are with their mom, the teasing and goofing off &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; stops. S'ometimes I feel tired for her. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(does that make any sense????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416946803135016834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SyzcatAM74I/AAAAAAAAB8k/8QZfjQ8ARSw/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And here's a couple of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;handsome &lt;/span&gt;fellas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416946794838270114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SyzcaOGGoKI/AAAAAAAAB8c/xC73VnU2Y_Y/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Like I was saying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416946775794146626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SyzcZHJoXUI/AAAAAAAAB8M/BsIatv7igSA/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; this little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416946788675200434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SyzcZ3ItpbI/AAAAAAAAB8U/52WlBqH5Nss/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all of the kids (minus Josh, Sarah, and Ian).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416945141610429090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Syza5_V3uqI/AAAAAAAAB8E/jesm4J-x6bk/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And before heading home, we even got to share a piece of birthday cake with this guy. (this is my nephew, Nathan). &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Having so much of both sides of the family in Smithfield has it's perks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416950336869781378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SyzfoZMOT4I/AAAAAAAAB88/PBg-ix8Al7U/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-4943224441651473628?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4943224441651473628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4943224441651473628' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4943224441651473628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4943224441651473628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/finallly.html' title='Finallly'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SyzeVXRueUI/AAAAAAAAB80/WPNwpoyQ7oA/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-8080788670245275554</id><published>2009-12-05T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T15:34:05.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Symbolism</title><content type='html'>I love all of the sweet symbolism that comes with the Christmas season. I love to look at the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;star&lt;/span&gt; on top of the tree and thinking of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shepard's&lt;/span&gt; traveling to see the baby Jesus, following the guiding star. I love the Christmas &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tree&lt;/span&gt; that stays green year round, that never dies (especially when it's a fake one like mine!!!), just like our Heavenly Father's love goes on forever. I love giving &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gifts&lt;/span&gt;, and remembering the birth of our Savior. I love the music. I love it all. It seems like there is always more symbolism to learn each time the Christmas season rolls around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, I was so happy to catch a little symbolism right at the beginning of the season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned that the cutest little helpers aren't always helping in the way that I envisioned. But I also learned that my Christmas tree may be naked from the waste down, and that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Because after all...naked can be cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411898190602042914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sxrsuxtp_iI/AAAAAAAAB7c/Vyn78XWahyw/s400/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But yes, our tree is naked from the waste down.  The couple of stray ornaments that happened to lay within reach of the littlest helping hands, have since been thrown across the room!  They just look too much like balls, and Des has a great time throwing them!   So ya, the tree may not be exactly a model tree this year, but we &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; it, and we Love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-8080788670245275554?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8080788670245275554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=8080788670245275554' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8080788670245275554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8080788670245275554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-symbolism.html' title='Christmas Symbolism'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sxrsuxtp_iI/AAAAAAAAB7c/Vyn78XWahyw/s72-c/060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-7378760308638624017</id><published>2009-12-02T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:21:29.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting To Know Mary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Myah: Mom, which one of these is Mary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Myah: Is it this one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410747997681274546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SxbWovLyzrI/AAAAAAAAB7M/b2O_fix3I4A/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Myah: Or is it this one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410747989871085170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SxbWoSFsxnI/AAAAAAAAB7E/66KK-diUwAg/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: It's this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410747984867049042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SxbWn_cpPlI/AAAAAAAAB68/iiuowZcXL80/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Myah: Are you sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: Yes, I'm sure. See? She's kneeling down looking at her beautiful baby Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410749620723206066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SxbYHNfJR7I/AAAAAAAAB7U/RpW6ausHoas/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Myah: Hmmm. Are you sure you're sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: Yes. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Myah: Because Mary is supposed to have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;little lamb!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And this one has the little lamb. See?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410747974316374802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SxbWnYJKuxI/AAAAAAAAB60/FgnHgs2QZHI/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me: Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/2933133368582684329-7378760308638624017?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7378760308638624017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=7378760308638624017' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7378760308638624017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7378760308638624017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/getting-to-know-mary.html' title='Getting To Know Mary.'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SxbWovLyzrI/AAAAAAAAB7M/b2O_fix3I4A/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4454606533652006976</id><published>2009-12-01T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:21:33.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tannon....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tannon was one of the 'visual arts' winners for a contest they had at school.&lt;br /&gt;And this is his winning entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410473469256333586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SxXc9FGy-RI/AAAAAAAAB6s/5K55JwKZUco/s400/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now it goes on to the district level and possibly the state level. We had to take a picture, since we won't get it back. Really? How hard could it be to send the pictures back to the school that they came from? Whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But GREAT job Tannon!&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/2933133368582684329-4454606533652006976?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4454606533652006976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4454606533652006976' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4454606533652006976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4454606533652006976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/tannon.html' title='Tannon....'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SxXc9FGy-RI/AAAAAAAAB6s/5K55JwKZUco/s72-c/080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6763659358721678172</id><published>2009-11-01T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:45:24.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Thing...</title><content type='html'>I've never claimed to be a perfect parent. But I have nailed a thing here or there right on the head. I love it when I get something right. When we first moved in to our house, it was so nice and new. And clean. I remember promising myself and many witnesses that I would NEVER have a mormon basement. You know, the kind where the kids have free reign. And it smells wierd. And it's dirty. The kind where people store anything and everything that they don't want to be seen by the neighbors. Ya. That kind. So Rule Number One...has always been....NO FOOD IN THE BASEMENT! On special occassions, I may allow some popcorn to go down with the kids while they watch a movie. But that's about the extent of it. So imagine my surprise when I went down and pulled the cushions off of the couch to give it a quick vacuuming. (I mean, how bad could it be? After all....we don't eat in our basement!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is what I found....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399288168654560466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Su4f-5Sf3NI/AAAAAAAAB6c/Ft2mk0Y6NmI/s400/129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Su4f-eu57QI/AAAAAAAAB6U/BLg8fbKDxdw/s1600-h/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399288161525951746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Su4f-eu57QI/AAAAAAAAB6U/BLg8fbKDxdw/s400/131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm a particular fan of the half of a mountain dew can! We don't even drink Mountain Dew, as far as I am aware! But what do I know, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All I can say, is it's a darn good thing we don't let our kids eat in the basement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One other interesting little note...it had only been about 2 weeks since Skyler has cleaned out the couches,&lt;em&gt; supposedly&lt;/em&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/2933133368582684329-6763659358721678172?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6763659358721678172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6763659358721678172' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6763659358721678172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6763659358721678172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-thing.html' title='Good Thing...'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Su4f-5Sf3NI/AAAAAAAAB6c/Ft2mk0Y6NmI/s72-c/129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6145760904074956643</id><published>2009-10-10T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:28:00.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Soccer Games, a Baptism, and a Funeral....</title><content type='html'>Today was a very, very busy day.  But a very memorable day too.  First thing this morning, Myah and I attended the baptism of one of our favorite, and newest official members of our 'ward family'.  It's always so much fun to take my pre-baptism kids to watch their friends take 'the plunge'.  I love that Myah has so many sweet little girls in our ward, our neighborhood, and our extended family to look up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Derrick took all of the kids to their soccer games (a total of 4 games!)  while I attended one of the sweetest and most memorable events of my life thus far.  Another little member of our 'ward family' returned to our Heavenly Father, unexpectedly, last weekend.  She was just about to turn 3 years old.  We have been so worried about her family all week, but as it turns out, they seemed to be the ones who were comforting the rest of us.  Her daddy spoke at the funeral today, and I don't know if I will ever forget the spirit I felt during those few minutes.   I certainly feel more determined to hug my kids a little tighter.  To focus on their strengths, and to cherish them a little more.   I'm so thankful for that reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's our Saturday in a nutshell....&lt;br /&gt;Whew......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-6145760904074956643?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6145760904074956643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6145760904074956643' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6145760904074956643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6145760904074956643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/four-soccer-games-baptism-and-funeral.html' title='Four Soccer Games, a Baptism, and a Funeral....'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6763791535538984245</id><published>2009-10-08T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T08:45:02.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Your Ears Hang Low?</title><content type='html'>A great commercial came on while I was on the treadmill yesterday. When I went to look for it online, it looks like it has more than a few critics. What-ever! It's great and I thought I'd share. So just check out this link. I can't figure out how to make the video post directly to my blog, and I don't have time to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FowHP01j-Oo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FowHP01j-Oo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you watch? And now you're going to have that great song in your head ALL DAY LONG!!! Love it! It reminds me of one of my favorite children's books. The words alone are so great (written my Karen Beaumont who wrote almost all of my favorite books!), but if you get a chance, pick up the book because the illustrations are outstanding (David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Catrow&lt;/span&gt;....AWESOME)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390251564123121778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Ss4FPSGNaHI/AAAAAAAAB6M/JVZ7Sybvu4g/s400/13775513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm glad I'm me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no one else I'd rather be!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like my eyes, my ears, my nose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like my fingers and my toes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like me wild.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like me tame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like me different and the same!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like me fast.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like me slow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like me everywhere I go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like me on the inside too,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for all I think and say and do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside, outside, upside down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like it all! It all is me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And me is all I want to be!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't care in any way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what someone else may think or say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may be called a silly nut&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or crazy cuckoo bird-so what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm having too much fun, you see,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for anything to bother me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I look a mess,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still don't like me any less, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause nothing in this world, you know,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can change what's deep inside, and so....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter if they stop and stare,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no person&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ever anywhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can make me feel that what they see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is all there really is to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd still like me with fleas or warts,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or with a silly snout that snorts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or knobby knees or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hippo&lt;/span&gt; hips&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or purple polka-dotted lips,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or beaver breath or stinky toes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or horns protruding from my nose,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or-yikes-with spikes all down my spine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or hair that's like a porcupine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I STILL would be the same, you see....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like myself because I'm ME!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how we're so hard on ourselves sometimes. Especially when we're critical of the things that we can't really change! So for today, I'm determined to NOT criticize myself at all (not even the nonverbal criticisms that take place in my head!). I'm going to try and embrace all of those quirky little things that make me who I am! Sounds cheesy, eh? But I'm also going to challenge you to do the same. I'm betting it's harder than it sounds! Wish me luck!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-6763791535538984245?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6763791535538984245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6763791535538984245' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6763791535538984245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6763791535538984245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-your-ears-hang-low.html' title='Do Your Ears Hang Low?'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Ss4FPSGNaHI/AAAAAAAAB6M/JVZ7Sybvu4g/s72-c/13775513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-5495542186772894313</id><published>2009-09-30T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:02:58.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummmm, Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's snowing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A LOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not the little tiny snow flakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But the BIG giant fluffy snow flakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday, it was 83 degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What the heck........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-5495542186772894313?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5495542186772894313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=5495542186772894313' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5495542186772894313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5495542186772894313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/ummmm-really.html' title='Ummmm, Really?'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-5114155417068054176</id><published>2009-09-12T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T17:45:29.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It really is official.  There's just no more getting around it.  I'm Getting &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OLD!&lt;/span&gt;  Here's how I know.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Case 1:&lt;/span&gt;  The other morning, running on the treadmill, made sure to empty the bladder one last time before I started.  Well, I could still feel myself peeing my pants just a little.  What's next?  Depends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Case 2&lt;/span&gt;:  Gave up on the treadmill.  Went outside to jumprope.  (Seriously, What was I thinking, right?  Of course, maybe the whole ability to think things through goes with age too.)  So I was jumproping.  And then Myah asked what that wet spot was on my pants.  Um, ya.  I told her it was sweat.  But is that any more pleasant than the truth?  At that point, I just gave up and let it go.  All of it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Case 3:&lt;/span&gt;  One of my sweet young women from a few years back, started a blog.  I was so excited to read it.  But first, I had to request that she make the print bigger.  I couldn't quite see the words.  They make cute bifocals these days, don't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Case 4:&lt;/span&gt;  The gray hair is coming on strong.  That's ok, but why does it have to be all wirey, and poke straight up?  Very not attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all I've got!  But surely, it makes a pretty strong case that the bus to old town isn't cruising on past me this time!  Oh well.  I guess there's no getting around it.  Just as soon as I get Desmond out of diapers, I'll start wearing them!  I guess I've got something to look forward to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-5114155417068054176?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5114155417068054176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=5114155417068054176' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5114155417068054176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5114155417068054176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official.'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-5296919904420984726</id><published>2009-09-02T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:19:04.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times in Jackson Hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, we made a quick trip up to Jackson Hole with some of my favorite people in the world. We hit Bar J on Friday night, and had a great time. As always, the food was nothing to brag about, but the entertainment just can't be beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And since these 2 are leaving on a mission next month, we are so glad that we got to have a little time with them before they head off to their very own deserted island (along with about 5000 other people) for the next 18 months. (More on that later) We're just so happy that they could take a couple days from their crazy busy schedule to hang out with us! Robin and Reece and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; also joined in the fun. Good times, I tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376940802068681282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp67K9WbkkI/AAAAAAAAB4s/Jw1fvN7uh-A/s400/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376948834395170722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp7CegGTJ6I/AAAAAAAAB58/IHSpJVxMXDc/s400/Jackson_015.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first thing first, we went to the Bar J.  I haven't been there in many, many years.  It was fun to take the kiddos.  I think that Skyler liked it the most.  Maybe it's his age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Skyler and Grandma, anxiously awaiting the most delicious cowboy dinner ever! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376938597113878450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp65KnQPV7I/AAAAAAAAB4c/ayzRyL8O8T8/s400/DSC00219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt;, and Robin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376938557382795810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp65ITPnIiI/AAAAAAAAB38/rmZo88Kjx-0/s400/DSC00210.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376948826157313970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp7CeBaPb7I/AAAAAAAAB50/UosmgLOJZ5k/s400/Jackson_017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrick and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tannon&lt;/span&gt;, having a little Pow-Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376938590295729714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp65KN2qpjI/AAAAAAAAB4U/MXqU5xDZjnc/s400/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you just see the enthusiasm on their faces? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe they've outgrown the whole 'posing with a fake plastic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;animal&lt;/span&gt;' thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376938575647661186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp65JXSS3II/AAAAAAAAB4M/DJ33IEaHQ08/s400/DSC00212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why hasn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376938565700334738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp65IyOqtJI/AAAAAAAAB4E/lAH6l2aV9QU/s400/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After a good nights rest in a most excellent hotel condo that we were all able to share for a pretty decent price, we were off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bubba's&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt;, just waiting for our turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376940832346579250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp67MuJPoTI/AAAAAAAAB5E/MgfU4TU7kVs/s400/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Grandpa, Reece, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; doing the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376940821870192690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp67MHHeqDI/AAAAAAAAB48/aLJ1lLjtyr0/s400/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Derrick and Des....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376940814216538994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp67LqmtK3I/AAAAAAAAB40/msWOR9vvIts/s400/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;With full tummies, we strolled the streets of Jackson. After my mom and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tannon&lt;/span&gt; and I, snuck into an art festival (by accident, of course), we had to stop and pose with another fake animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376948847095582242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp7CfPaUDiI/AAAAAAAAB6E/Kec6MZ4Rxds/s400/Jackson_021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It looks like the kids have improved on their level of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376943875007479746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp69908If8I/AAAAAAAAB5M/NWcjrgmgyXI/s400/DSC00236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still not as much as these guys! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Nothin&lt;/span&gt; quite like smooching a fake buffalo!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376943883182280002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp69-TZKDUI/AAAAAAAAB5U/r3nSy854LWE/s400/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we swung by the candy shop to get the kids a caramel apple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Des was really into the whole caramel apple thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376943894775442690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp69--lLrQI/AAAAAAAAB5c/c2sEhRz_nds/s400/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Let's take a closer look....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376943907085798130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp69_scMyvI/AAAAAAAAB5k/Bu4HhAyYoTI/s400/DSC00240.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And while the kids ate their apples, this guy was just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;takin&lt;/span&gt; it easy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376940786522354690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp67KDb5dAI/AAAAAAAAB4k/wOVyNEWBCuM/s400/DSC00245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376943913266710338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp6-ADd2B0I/AAAAAAAAB5s/1YrkM7DonNc/s400/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good&lt;/em&gt; food, &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; entertainment, &lt;em&gt;awesome &lt;/em&gt;people.....who could ask for more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-5296919904420984726?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5296919904420984726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=5296919904420984726' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5296919904420984726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5296919904420984726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-times-in-jackson-hole.html' title='Good Times in Jackson Hole'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sp67K9WbkkI/AAAAAAAAB4s/Jw1fvN7uh-A/s72-c/DSC00222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-5058191997329409002</id><published>2009-08-28T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T15:44:36.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note To Self:</title><content type='html'>Just a friendly reminder to myself....&lt;br /&gt;You know, for future reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Listen&lt;/span&gt; to the voice in your head. The one that tells you...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'Don't&lt;/span&gt; give Des a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; marshmallow and let him eat it on the fly.'   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he next thing you know, you &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; just find him dipping it in the toilet between bites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-5058191997329409002?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5058191997329409002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=5058191997329409002' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5058191997329409002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5058191997329409002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/note-to-self.html' title='Note To Self:'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-8098336959271939283</id><published>2009-08-18T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:50:02.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Tutu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One year ago today, this little guy came into our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I honestly had no clue exactly how much I would love and adore him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't even imagine life without little Des. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371368334674648594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SorvCqoQXhI/AAAAAAAAB3U/qhvwNdQTpk8/s400/008_(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was born on 8/18/08 at exactly 7:59 in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I took this picture at exactly 7:59 this morning, one year later....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371368359009012114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SorvEFSBSZI/AAAAAAAAB3k/MgRysJf3Qyo/s400/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday little Desmond Tutu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And just in case you're wondering where he got that fabulous name.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371375578024355810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sor1oSNZp-I/AAAAAAAAB30/MvvLRwADx6g/s400/Tutu_14x48.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His real name is Desmond Michael (after Derrick's little brother), but Grandpa Moser very quickly nicknamed him after Desmond Tutu (whom I had never heard of), and it stuck.&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to actually drive past this billboard one day in Salt Lake &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(right by the most delicious Red Iguana).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; Desmond Tutu seems like a decent fella, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-8098336959271939283?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8098336959271939283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=8098336959271939283' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8098336959271939283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8098336959271939283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-tutu.html' title='Happy Birthday Tutu!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SorvCqoQXhI/AAAAAAAAB3U/qhvwNdQTpk8/s72-c/008_(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-7879857185918697865</id><published>2009-08-16T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:09:28.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Mormon Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today I had one of those days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Those days when you go to church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But you really aren't sure why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you pull yourself out of bed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you wake up the kids (since the husband has already left to meetings).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Skyler doesn't have any shoes that fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the pants that don't fit (but he has to wear anyways), are really, really wrinkled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt; does have several dresses to choose from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But no shoes that match any of the dresses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And she cries when her hair gets brushed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you don't really care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tannon&lt;/span&gt; wants to take a long shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even though he showered before bed last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you're already late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; can't find his shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Desmond has a blow out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And your makeup is still out in the car from your trip this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; still can't find his shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Des is mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And so are you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you're late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; home, to find his shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you back the van into the garage door which was only half open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the husband is waiting for you at the front doors of the church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you don't like that he's smiling at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you ask yourself WHY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHY do we do this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHY is this so important?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHY WHY WHY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then the anger starts to come to a low simmer, rather than a heavy boil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you actually start to &lt;em&gt;listen&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you actually start to &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you know &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because you know it's &lt;em&gt;true&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because it makes you &lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Very, very happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And there's these guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We&lt;/em&gt; do it because of these people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370789684348722786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SojgwyLwHmI/AAAAAAAAB3E/57hs9gBwZxY/s400/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(excluding the man in the white shirt in the background...but not really. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I mean, we do it for all of our Heavenly Father's children, right?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not because we feel obligated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not because we don't know there are other options.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not because we haven't realized it sure would be easier to choose option B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But because we've been so blessed to have our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And to have parents who did it for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who taught us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And we'll do whatever we're asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To show our gratitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes it may seem difficult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like everything is going against us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But we'll do it anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even if it's not always easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even if it's one of 'those' days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm just so glad that I have this guy to share all of the ups and downs with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370788075798250898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SojfTJ3bxZI/AAAAAAAAB20/e_Nt2Ch-3Wc/s400/DSC00245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*disclaimer: No children were harmed or injured in the process of this Sunday morning chaos. And Zac even made it to church only 45 minutes late. And he even had shoes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-7879857185918697865?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7879857185918697865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=7879857185918697865' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7879857185918697865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7879857185918697865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/confessions-of-mormon-mom.html' title='Confessions of a Mormon Mom'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SojgwyLwHmI/AAAAAAAAB3E/57hs9gBwZxY/s72-c/DSC00246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-7813833470777072235</id><published>2009-07-27T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T14:21:23.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Hell &amp; Back! (Hell Roaring, that is)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another weekend, another adventure! Derrick went backpacking with the big boys again. Only this time, they were lucky enough to have Travis, Taylor, Shawn, Nathan, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brayden&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tiana&lt;/span&gt; (poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tiana&lt;/span&gt;....being with all of those boys!) along for the fun times. We had a giant sleepover on Thursday night so that they could get out the door bright and early on Friday. After a very short night of sleep, the adventure began. They drove to the Sawtooth mountains and started their hike to Hell Roaring Lake (hence, the name of the post). It is a beautiful mountain lake, surrounded by several other lakes and waterfalls in the Sawtooth mountain range. The lake was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt;', but they wanted to continue on to the next lake (Imogene Lake), and apparently, it was totally worth the extra hike. They enjoyed a good day and a half of fishing, swimming and being eaten alive by mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365844771213492290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndPY9QRQEI/AAAAAAAAB2U/qmIxQh2NIto/s400/sawtooth+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365844764939660450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndPYl4eLKI/AAAAAAAAB2M/z6sLSQ_WxkA/s400/sawtooth+0762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365843907124429378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndOmqRYgkI/AAAAAAAAB10/_kxfC4nMV-A/s400/sawtooth+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365843914297240786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndOnE_g7NI/AAAAAAAAB2E/Ou34DvYxghI/s400/sawtooth+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It was this dude's first backpacking trip, ever! And he BROUGHT it (and I don't just mean his backpack!). Great job &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Brayden&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365848378941702930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndSq9FtAxI/AAAAAAAAB2k/vY--uESSDKQ/s400/sawtooth+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the island. While on the island, they had a bald eagle flying circles above their heads. Then it swooped down, grabbed a fish from the water right by them and then flew away. That could easily be the highlight of Derrick's summer. I guess it must have been pretty cool, since Derrick really doesn't like animals at all. I mean, last time we were at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Seaworld&lt;/span&gt;, I was holding out the little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fishies&lt;/span&gt; for the dolphins, and a seagull flew down out of no-where and snagged it from my hand. But Derrick wasn't even impressed at all! And then, when we were eating our lunch, and a seagull flew right over our table and pooped all over my lunch, he was even less impressed! What is it with those bald eagles anyways? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365843911506120386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndOm6mDzsI/AAAAAAAAB18/VKoCnI6VJXg/s400/sawtooth+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One thing we know for sure....mosquitoes prefer Asian blood. I think Asian food is good, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt;...so is their blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Nathan and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tiana&lt;/span&gt; must have been mighty tasty!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365844774852930578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndPZKz-rBI/AAAAAAAAB2c/fKwuAk5CWnw/s400/sawtooth+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365843899059760914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndOmMOnbxI/AAAAAAAAB1s/XX_QmK05v9w/s400/sawtooth+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Taylor, taking the plunge. Show off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365843895675559106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndOl_nwnMI/AAAAAAAAB1k/lU76UzB5np4/s400/sawtooth+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365841601148678610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndMgb168dI/AAAAAAAAB1U/_6kZoZ8SbIk/s400/sawtooth+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three amigos, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt;, Nathan, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Brayden&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365841596469864738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndMgKaZ6SI/AAAAAAAAB1M/1Vzhotet2qw/s400/sawtooth+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365841581884569970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndMfUE_-XI/AAAAAAAAB08/3J9ZX4YL070/s400/sawtooth+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365841586066575202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndMfjqET2I/AAAAAAAAB1E/T9cW5oyZ-E8/s400/sawtooth+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The traditional first fish kiss is always so attractive. And to think, I'm the lucky lady who gets to kiss those lips goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365841610920514242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndMhAPtUsI/AAAAAAAAB1c/cjearFp8gIo/s400/sawtooth+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look like fun? Here's the thing though....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEXT YEAR I'M GOING TOO!&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/2933133368582684329-7813833470777072235?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7813833470777072235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=7813833470777072235' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7813833470777072235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7813833470777072235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-hell-back-hell-roaring-that-is.html' title='To Hell &amp; Back! (Hell Roaring, that is)'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SndPY9QRQEI/AAAAAAAAB2U/qmIxQh2NIto/s72-c/sawtooth+134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-2124672541981659530</id><published>2009-07-17T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:39:14.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Through Innocent Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Last night we went and saw Harry Potter. It was ok. But my favorite part actually happened before the movie even began. We were sitting in a very full theater, when this came up on the screen.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359545996999229618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SmDusCyBgLI/AAAAAAAAByM/3y2SdokJ5KY/s400/Warner-Brothers-logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;....and Myah proclaimed, (just loud enough for all of the people in close proximity to hear and get a good chuckle) 'Look Mom, It says Choose The Right'! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love the innocence of children. Maybe I should add that to my list below.&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/2933133368582684329-2124672541981659530?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2124672541981659530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=2124672541981659530' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2124672541981659530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2124672541981659530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/through-innocent-eyes.html' title='Through Innocent Eyes'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SmDusCyBgLI/AAAAAAAAByM/3y2SdokJ5KY/s72-c/Warner-Brothers-logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6484287008076321409</id><published>2009-07-16T14:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T06:13:34.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daisies, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lilies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The smell (and look) of fresh cut grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Des is falling asleep with his bottle, and his eyes sort of go crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Popcorn (especially the crunchy half popped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kernels&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Doritos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The feeling after a good workout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being called mommy, or mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The first snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The smell of Baby Magic baby lotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hiking....and wildflowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt; plays with my hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thundershowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laying on my back watching the clouds in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sleeping in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waking up early. (Only once I'm up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The quiet you can actually &lt;em&gt;hear&lt;/em&gt; sometimes while skiing through the trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Flip flops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Changing seasons. I like them all, but I love it when I new season is moving in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Avocados&lt;/span&gt;. The color, the smell, the taste...everything about them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Derrick (of course I LOVE him, but even better...I LIKE him, a lot!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Watching my kids do something they LOVE (sports, cooking, art, dance......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The smell of Tide. Tide=Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clean sheets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Watching family movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I buy a GOOD watermelon. Complete and utter joy and satisfaction!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soaking my feet in a cold river, and chatting with great people or reading a good book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Having a reason to get dressed up a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fresh tomatoes straight from the garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunsets. I'm easily impressed, but really, we get such beautiful sunsets at our house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Creating something....in the kitchen, refinishing furniture, or repainting a wall. LOVE it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Extended family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The ocean. (from the beach mostly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Little people laughs. I think they're magical!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vacations. I don't really even care where. I just love the family time when nothing else matters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life in general. EVERY day is amazing, even the bad ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(maybe a little cheesy, but TRUE)&lt;/span&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/2933133368582684329-6484287008076321409?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6484287008076321409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6484287008076321409' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6484287008076321409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6484287008076321409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love.html' title='I LOVE.....'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-2463576965914219373</id><published>2009-07-14T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:33:09.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11:10 pm at the Swaner Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;11:10 pm and we're still going strong..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7c68d085145a57aa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-999820761238031080</id><published>2009-07-09T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:40:05.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;hen you ask my kids what they have done this summer, and they say '&lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;'....don't believe them! Sure, we were a little &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;slow&lt;/span&gt; getting started. I mean, with the weather and all, it just didn't seem all that summer-like around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ut in the past couple weeks, we've jumped in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;head first&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;esmond has successfully caught on to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'wrestle time'&lt;/span&gt; with Derrick, and loves to ride the horsey. The pictures are a little blurry, but the horse was on the move. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Des&lt;/span&gt; was so excited he looked like he was just going to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;burst!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356611355350806770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaBpauCMPI/AAAAAAAABu0/KnyV0AfcMGg/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356611364502628770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaBp8z_6aI/AAAAAAAABu8/ejYfj4FKgkw/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356611365482379778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaBqAdlugI/AAAAAAAABvE/hL852rveCjU/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;yah and I had our own &lt;em&gt;'girls night'&lt;/em&gt; in the back yard. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(making up for the fact that she wasn't invited to go backpacking.)&lt;/span&gt; Derrick set up the tent, hooked up the tv and dvd player, and even brought out a real bed mattress &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(for yours truly)&lt;/span&gt;! The boys all served us dinner while we watched some girly movies, and put on makeup and fingernail polish. The next morning, we were served breakfast in bed. It was fun. Myah certainly can't hate being the only girl around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356611349314297058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaBpEO0XOI/AAAAAAAABus/Ow0sSm-ZOvg/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ast week, Gabe came up with Nicole, Jordan and Kira. It was fun to visit for a couple of days. But &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; don't I ever remember to get the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; out? I only managed to grab one picture of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kira&lt;/span&gt;. Gabe...next time &lt;em&gt;remind&lt;/em&gt; me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356611370086235714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaBqRnO_kI/AAAAAAAABvM/1241Nnl_Aq4/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hortly after they headed back for Tooele (like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; hours after to be exact), Shawn &amp;amp; Yuri came up with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; cousins. The great times continue. Shawn &amp;amp; Yuri even humored me by going out on a little hike with Derrick and I. It sure made it feel better to eat all of that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yummy&lt;/span&gt; party food. After all, we &lt;em&gt;pre-burned&lt;/em&gt; the calories, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he next day, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;icky &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ra and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;yson &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;andi joined us for a swim day. Some of the kids went tubing up at Lava. I have yet to do it &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(you know, the whole issue with me, tubes, and rivers)&lt;/span&gt; Of course, we were caught in the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; thunder/rain storm that hit Pocatello. It was still a great time though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;es? He's just happy standing on his head. Any time, any place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356639146960214514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Slaa7GiD2fI/AAAAAAAAByE/-E5vDRYBEyg/s400/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ater on, my parents joined us that evening for a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; barbecue...complete with nickel sized &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hail&lt;/span&gt;, flooding, a most &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt;, and the Pocatello fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356621698706987410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaLDeuUWZI/AAAAAAAABxc/ONBXvLLcN40/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356621692416249266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaLDHSfTbI/AAAAAAAABxU/1UxzG_ydnoo/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356624573674748866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaNq00C-8I/AAAAAAAABxk/NqMn_rdu3qc/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Think I'm done???? &lt;strong&gt;WRONG......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he next morning, we headed down to Cherry Hills to celebrate Uncle &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;aul's &amp;amp; Aunt &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;arma's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;50th &lt;/span&gt;wedding anniversary. I got to meet some of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;errick's cousins for the first time, and others I haven't seen in years and years. It was really cool. What an awesome family.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356634203080448882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaWbVJRW3I/AAAAAAAABx0/tgeH_FFlOXU/s400/reunion28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356634200685763314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaWbMOVWvI/AAAAAAAABxs/duyR3NysyXw/s400/reunion29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hawn and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;my were even able to make it from Phoenix. I always have to take a picture of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;yah and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;bby together. They are just so similar, and very, very close in age, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;yah loves to see her. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(of course, she loves to see &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; of her cousins!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356615611846119778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaFhLZmUWI/AAAAAAAABvc/Qxwzl2j0R4U/s400/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And after that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;e stopped by the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;rawfords to swap&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;ac&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;milie&lt;/span&gt; for a few days. It's a summer tradition. And in order to trade back children, we decided to meet at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bear Lake&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and play for the day. The good times just kept coming (&lt;em&gt;as did the wind&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And because there were no &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;daddies&lt;/span&gt; on duty, I even helped out with the sand castle. But the kids definitely missed &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;errick and his amazing design capabilities. Mine looked more like a birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356617665198773890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaHYsvBVoI/AAAAAAAABwc/q7xCis69gYs/s400/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;fter each dip in the lake, a warm up in the blanket was sure to follow! Is it really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JULY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356617642630976370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaHXYqcE3I/AAAAAAAABv8/iyQtBr7ZIwU/s400/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;kyler worked on his tan. When did he get that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;, to actually &lt;em&gt;care&lt;/em&gt; about a tan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356617652443521314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaHX9N7oSI/AAAAAAAABwM/OX5D0de39LE/s400/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And the wind just &lt;em&gt;kept &lt;/em&gt;on blowing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356617645582039810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaHXjqBuwI/AAAAAAAABwE/aHSJ1TJUSSo/s400/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt; but the kids didn't seem to mind. After all, we live in Pocatello. We're used to it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356619929339472850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaJcfUOq9I/AAAAAAAABws/CzV668z7cQc/s400/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;ac dug a whole to the center of the earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356619925168980402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaJcPx6AbI/AAAAAAAABwk/qJfp12mKFkY/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;yah fit just perfectly. It was probably warmer in there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356619940594010402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaJdJPhSSI/AAAAAAAABw0/waulc-2TQMQ/s400/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;es snacked on sand&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356619951158774642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaJdwmWy3I/AAAAAAAABxE/NsD1r25q-U0/s400/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;and liked it. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356621684066503810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaLCoLwTII/AAAAAAAABxM/uLatU9WxSt4/s400/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;As I was saying....Any time, Any place! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356638133211053314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaaAGBbPQI/AAAAAAAABx8/XIa-GjUmtPM/s400/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356619946363036754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaJdeu9pFI/AAAAAAAABw8/H628HoXJSSY/s400/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356615627280046242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaFiE5VWKI/AAAAAAAABv0/Z2wkDeOIat0/s400/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356617660806903170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaHYcX6tYI/AAAAAAAABwU/67TuwCIZ0y0/s400/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356615625562459506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaFh-f1DXI/AAAAAAAABvs/eh68H-FM1vc/s400/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;fter it was all over with. This little guy wasted no time in going to sleep. We weren't even done loading the car yet. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356615615766940530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaFhaAZS3I/AAAAAAAABvk/MzhHnFZazno/s400/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ince it wasn't a particularly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;warm &lt;/span&gt;day at the beach, I called &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;errick and had him meet us last night at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Downata&lt;/span&gt; for a &lt;em&gt;somewhat &lt;/em&gt;warm evening swim. Once again, no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fun &lt;/span&gt;doesn't even stop there! This morning, we jumped (or sort-of rolled slowly) out of bed, and tried our best to put the house back together &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(funny how it gets so messy when we're not even here!),&lt;/span&gt; for some more company to stop by and say hello. Jenna and her kiddos &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(some friends from Las Vegas, who now live in Phoenix, but who drive to Rexburg once a year to visit family......you get the picture.....)&lt;/span&gt; took the time to come hang out with us for a while today. It was short, but very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;, and we're so glad we're on the way to Rexburg! Thanks Jenna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd.......now I get to try to clean out the car, finish the laundry, and get a good workout in, since tomorrow........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are taking the kids to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lagoon.&lt;/span&gt; (does the fun ever stop?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;aturday....we get to go to Tooele for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kira's&lt;/span&gt; baptism! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet another amazing and fun weekend to look forward to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ut in a month from now, when my kids answer the question, 'What did you do this summer?' with a big fat 'NOTHING', you can know in your heart that they are totally and completely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FULL OF IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;ood thing we decided to take this summer to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'lay low'&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'kick back'&lt;/span&gt;, and not make any &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'big &lt;/span&gt;plans'&lt;/span&gt;. I think we'd be in trouble!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-999820761238031080?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/999820761238031080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=999820761238031080' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/999820761238031080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/999820761238031080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/w-hen-you-ask-my-kids-what-they-have.html' title=''/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SlaBpauCMPI/AAAAAAAABu0/KnyV0AfcMGg/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-2354869852173931799</id><published>2009-06-28T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:41:49.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer, So Far...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t's funny how 'traditions' start. Last year, Derrick took the older boys backpacking to upper Palisades Lake. They liked it so much, that by the time they got home, the trip was a 'family tradition'. And yes, they went again this past weekend. And yes, they're planning on going again next year. After all, it's TRADITION!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352593166545684018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Skg7IC8jhjI/AAAAAAAABsU/vNyv7UiwJPc/s400/palisades+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352593170773239634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Skg7ISse51I/AAAAAAAABsc/GjSXGusnIak/s400/palisades+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352605919006009330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SkhGuVkBp_I/AAAAAAAABuU/y-XxEt2h5t8/s400/palisades+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352593185925080626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Skg7JLI9pjI/AAAAAAAABss/erLEqdIj_Aw/s400/palisades+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352593176693418322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Skg7Iov9qVI/AAAAAAAABsk/wc8p6Kxh-II/s400/palisades+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352605907282252178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SkhGtp43UZI/AAAAAAAABuM/wm6sBQmCtoM/s400/palisades+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352593189334630722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Skg7JX13QUI/AAAAAAAABs0/rroBAUqNYTQ/s400/palisades+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I think that everything went pretty smoothly for the guys. Other than a rather large rain storm, and a little slip on a log (landing Derrick flat on his back in the lake, with my BRAND NEW camera in his pocket!). The camera, &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; no more, but at least all of the boys returned home in one piece! And Zac's cast isn't really &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; dirty, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ince I couldn't go with the big boys, I started my own 'tradition'. My sisters and sisters-in-law and my mom came up for a couple of days with all of the little cousins. It turned out that all of the big cousins were at scout camp, girls camp, or backpacking. So the little cousins had their very own little get together. We went swimming, ate lots of good food, watched a movie, and made a Costco run. And I liked it so much, that now it's TRADITION! (do you hear me, my girls? That means we're on again for next year!) And, I love going places with Nicky, because she always takes tons of pictures, so I don't have to! Thanks again, my sista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352598404621240882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Skg_48TFijI/AAAAAAAABtE/6zkG9S7QQic/s400/IMG_0287.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jaron, Myah and Truman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352598412473782978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Skg_5ZjR0sI/AAAAAAAABtM/I30DPAPdAqs/s400/IMG_0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The babies, weren't really &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; into posing for picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Myah, on the other hand.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352598400961217922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Skg_4uqeBYI/AAAAAAAABs8/sIo8UjN7gAU/s400/IMG_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352599571511562130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SkhA83Taz5I/AAAAAAAABtU/5QFMdiKLSbo/s400/IMG_0295.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;No sunburns for Des!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352599573906649314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SkhA9AOc8OI/AAAAAAAABtc/LuxDfY3JGJc/s400/IMG_0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jonny, Tannon and Jaxon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352599578960840354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SkhA9TDdxqI/AAAAAAAABtk/IXDQ6_URdvU/s400/IMG_0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Another pose. What a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;e've also taken advantage of every ounce of sunshine that we've gotten so far this summer (which hasn't exactly been excessive!) The kids played in the baby pool in the back yard. That always makes for some great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352601150353729634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SkhCYw8uaGI/AAAAAAAABts/0AnQT6dlOOg/s400/june+09+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352601162449229410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SkhCZeAhFmI/AAAAAAAABt0/BzIuWNAqFTc/s400/june+09+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352605903312461986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SkhGtbGZIKI/AAAAAAAABuE/7uQythAkL5w/s400/june+09+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Even the 'One Armed Bandito' couldn't resist a little dip in PeeWee's pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352601166257876274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SkhCZsMkbTI/AAAAAAAABt8/GQG5pyZIPBo/s400/june+09+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'ve been taking every chance I can get to hike the hills behind the church this summer. I seriously love it up there. The view is something great, and when I carry Des on my back it turns into a pretty decent workout. And who wouldn't enjoy the view?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352605935273974978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SkhGvSKnHMI/AAAAAAAABuk/2nmcvahQqxQ/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There are even some really great wildflowers up on the mountain right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's definitely a hidden treasure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;e've managed to get just one day hike in due to all of the rain. And, we got rained out. I had to turn around with the little ones. It was quite an ordeal getting them back off of the mountain in a downpour. We had enough playing in the mud to last us a lifetime. Derrick and the older boys finished the six and a half miles in the rain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of this rain sure has made for some beautiful green mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352605929186097634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SkhGu7fJeeI/AAAAAAAABuc/A6TAxC3fcdY/s400/185.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Slate Mountain hike.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;o that's about it, &lt;em&gt;so far&lt;/em&gt;. I'm sure there will be many-a-great adventure yet to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-2354869852173931799?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2354869852173931799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=2354869852173931799' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2354869852173931799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2354869852173931799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-so-far.html' title='Summer, So Far...'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Skg7IC8jhjI/AAAAAAAABsU/vNyv7UiwJPc/s72-c/palisades+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1808650407930633768</id><published>2009-06-17T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:45:55.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today, I....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ed 7 kids pancakes for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ook&lt;/span&gt; 8 kids to the park for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ashed, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dryed&lt;/span&gt;, and folded 4 batches of laundry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ut&lt;/span&gt; open 12 otter pops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hanged 3 diapers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;crubbed&lt;/span&gt; up the remainder of the salsa that was spilled on my CLEAN mopped floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hecked&lt;/span&gt; my email 16 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;niffed&lt;/span&gt; the clean, dry, and folded laundry....not sure how many times. Love that smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ashed my hands MANY times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ook&lt;/span&gt; care of 2 children with nose bleeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pilled&lt;/span&gt; bleach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pened&lt;/span&gt; and closed the windows (warm, then cold, then warm, then cold) 4 or 5 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;icked&lt;/span&gt; up the sidewalk chalk, twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ried&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt; to think of a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; for Derrick on Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this and it's only &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3:30&lt;/span&gt; in the afternoon! I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hardly&lt;/span&gt; wait to see what the rest of the day has in store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; Summer Vacation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-1808650407930633768?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1808650407930633768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=1808650407930633768' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1808650407930633768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1808650407930633768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-i-fed-7-kids-pancakes-for.html' title=''/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-5598509392425009654</id><published>2009-06-12T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:15:49.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day (ya, so I'm running a bit behind!)</title><content type='html'>Over Memoril Day, we headed up to Warm River, just outside of Island Park. We picked up Erin on our way through Rexburg. We don't get up to see her near enough, so it was great to spend some time with her. We had a great time. On Sunday, we loaded up in the van and drove through part of Yellowstone. How is it that we've lived here for 4 years now, and never made it up to Yellowstone? It was a great weekend for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346475790861848114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ_Z6qLzjI/AAAAAAAABrI/on6RmCeteus/s400/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346475800630455202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ_afDM66I/AAAAAAAABrY/5GyqBNqoguw/s400/182.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Derrick and Myah catching tadpoles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346472922415201810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ8y83NfhI/AAAAAAAABqg/Gaqq11qTLTU/s400/168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have issues with river and lake water. Can you see the enthusiasm all over my face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346475794618823938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ_aIp6tQI/AAAAAAAABrQ/Ukn21dG4Ii0/s400/155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Skyler struggled with the concept of staying on the tube! But it made for some great laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346475785007723618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ_Zk2c9GI/AAAAAAAABrA/fYkXbZDQ4T4/s400/180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346472930431097890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ8zauWXCI/AAAAAAAABqw/ccpSgb-5e2E/s400/184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The weather was so beautiful for the first day (then it rained...a lot!).&lt;br /&gt;Des tried to keep out of the sun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesa Falls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346475807424321538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ_a4W_GAI/AAAAAAAABrg/-InXItqZGTA/s400/186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346472934068343058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ8zoRiURI/AAAAAAAABq4/s3ulQCs82zY/s400/187.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346472927520789346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ8zP4ek2I/AAAAAAAABqo/2tDHpR1Q9IA/s400/193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yellowstone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346472914601348642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ8yfwPjiI/AAAAAAAABqY/V-R14coGMY4/s400/216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346468068686623410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ4YbUI8rI/AAAAAAAABqQ/loIx457FDeM/s400/217.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tannon and Myah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346468062779707250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ4YFT0j3I/AAAAAAAABqI/HcUtearLUZM/s400/222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The kids patiently waiting for Old Faithful to show her stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346468049897904482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ4XVUj2WI/AAAAAAAABp4/pRyPZbGptjM/s400/229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346468045423705042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ4XEp0-9I/AAAAAAAABpw/l8O6Qq8krqg/s400/219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Erin and Myah. Aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to top it all off, we were lucky enough to have recently purchased one of these....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346582732238214930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjLgquVL1xI/AAAAAAAABsA/i9APqorwKIw/s400/trailer-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....Only &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; is ours.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346578813903763842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjLdGpZc-YI/AAAAAAAABro/D8kcZOfE_Oc/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...and we love it.  It has a fridge, a toilet, beds, and a ton of character.  Who could ask for more?  I don't think we would dare take it very far away, but we'll sure enjoy it close to home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-5598509392425009654?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5598509392425009654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=5598509392425009654' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5598509392425009654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5598509392425009654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/memorial-day-ya-so-im-running-bit.html' title='Memorial Day (ya, so I&apos;m running a bit behind!)'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SjJ_Z6qLzjI/AAAAAAAABrI/on6RmCeteus/s72-c/150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-7775593550599665654</id><published>2009-06-09T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:42:39.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long Socca!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another soccer season has come and gone. It was a great one too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We loved &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Myah played for the first time, and had a great time. She caught on pretty quickly, and played quite aggressively for a 4 year old. She even scored several goals.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345359464650942194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Si6IHLdKpvI/AAAAAAAABnI/w3wT66wicNw/s400/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Of course, she always made time to stop mid-game and pose for a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345359476468886834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Si6IH3eyLTI/AAAAAAAABnY/yiyzjioZWU8/s400/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tannon had a great season too. He played on a team with a lot of his good buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345359480983870722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Si6IIITPXQI/AAAAAAAABng/E9BcQoyepJ0/s400/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tannon's strength is definitely his &lt;em&gt;speed&lt;/em&gt;. He's pretty fast, when he wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345359467596182114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Si6IHWbXcmI/AAAAAAAABnQ/Wu8nT_pkaoM/s400/120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Zac played on the competitive team again, and he has a real love for the game. He had soccer every day of the week (except Sunday), and would have taken more if it was an option. His season started out rough, since he almost immediately came down with a bad case of pneumonia. He had to miss a couple weeks, and was worried that he wouldn't get much play time after that. But in usual Zac style, he really brought it when he returned, and played the whole season as a starting defender who usually played the whole game.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345361430393291506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Si6J5maqgvI/AAAAAAAABnw/BVvjomw-e4Q/s400/266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;About half way through the season, Zac noticed that he was getting pushed down and knocked around way too much. His team played a lot of older and bigger kids, and Zac decided he'd had enough. He played out the rest of the season as one of the more aggressive players on the team. I think he did his share of pushing and knocking! It was a fun season to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345359487221576258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Si6IIfibMkI/AAAAAAAABno/05wm7bd7N4g/s400/268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All 3 of the Swaner soccer stars made it through the season without any major injuries, other than a few bumps and bruises. And then, just one week after soccer season ended, Zac tripped over the soccer ball in our back yard and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345365422308456018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Si6Nh9dZ9lI/AAAAAAAABn4/niiqmBip3Gw/s400/304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He broke his arm just above his wrist. Bummer. But it did give me an opportunity to give him a little reminder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345365424759450978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Si6NiGlxLWI/AAAAAAAABoA/CsnUcRi5A7w/s400/307.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So hats off to another soccer season come and gone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Time to put away the jerseys (gotta save them since they cost an arm and a leg), &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hide away the shin guards (or throw them away, if I can't get the stink out of them), &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'So Long Socca'&lt;/span&gt;! Till we meet again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-7775593550599665654?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7775593550599665654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=7775593550599665654' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7775593550599665654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/7775593550599665654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-long-socca.html' title='So Long Socca!!!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Si6IHLdKpvI/AAAAAAAABnI/w3wT66wicNw/s72-c/091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6685220492788513823</id><published>2009-05-28T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:30:27.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School's OUT!</title><content type='html'>School is officially out for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pocatello&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Swaners&lt;/span&gt;. Although, I think it's technically been out for over a week now. (at least a full week has been dedicated to parties, movie watching, etc. etc) But now I know that it's really summer break. Just to verify and confirm this fact, I took a little walk around the yard, equipped with enough free space on the hard drive to document the evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8:31 pm&lt;/span&gt;....The front doorway is now blocked with bikes, hoses, dishes, etc. etc. until September!&lt;br /&gt;If you choose to come and visit, please watch your step! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341090163949276050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sh9dNK-Hi5I/AAAAAAAABmQ/XMdH9tbsUm8/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8:33 pm&lt;/span&gt;....Kickball left in street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341090157735628210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sh9dMz0qzbI/AAAAAAAABmI/TfDWE70frWY/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8:35 pm....Slip n' Slide left in the front yard. (10:22 pm....still there)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341090176648019570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sh9dN6Ru_nI/AAAAAAAABmg/T_lCx7r6TCA/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8:43 pm...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; playing soccer with ANYONE at all. Tonight, the lucky person is Desmond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341091922393762770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sh9ezhr9C9I/AAAAAAAABmw/2FCtU2ASE6I/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8:35 pm&lt;/span&gt;....Backyard mayhem! Skyler and all of his cronies shooting hoops, Derrick and the little kids having their wrestle-fest on the trampoline, and Desmond is just taking it all in. Notice the 16 pairs of shoes spread all over the lawn. Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341090178838006578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sh9dOCb3izI/AAAAAAAABmo/U2eU14SOvSw/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9:33 pm&lt;/span&gt;....Not quite dark, but just a pretty color of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sh9ez_iLBHI/AAAAAAAABm4/spkVSeig1UI/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341091930405799026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sh9ez_iLBHI/AAAAAAAABm4/spkVSeig1UI/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9:58 pm&lt;/span&gt;....killing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;june bugs&lt;/span&gt; with tennis rackets. The count for the night....20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341091936307306082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sh9e0VhM3mI/AAAAAAAABnA/DNbz95kI7Jw/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10:12 pm&lt;/span&gt;....Where's Skyler???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10:16 pm&lt;/span&gt;....Where's Skyler???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10:18 pm&lt;/span&gt;....Skyler is home, and wants dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10:20 pm&lt;/span&gt;...Skyler is told that he missed dinner, and he grabs a handful of saltines and goes to bed feeling rather grouchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY SUMMER BREAK EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way...Derrick saved my laptop and rescued all of my thousands of pictures that I lost when it crashed. &lt;em&gt;Whew!!!&lt;/em&gt; Thanks honey! I'm back in blogging business now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-6685220492788513823?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6685220492788513823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6685220492788513823' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6685220492788513823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6685220492788513823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s OUT!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sh9dNK-Hi5I/AAAAAAAABmQ/XMdH9tbsUm8/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1953952630122867390</id><published>2009-05-17T16:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:20:36.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Note to self....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This week I &lt;em&gt;WILL&lt;/em&gt; catch up on blogging! &lt;/span&gt;(this whole broken laptop thing has really thrown me!)  I will also catch up on Des' blog and write something, anything, in Myah's baby book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-1953952630122867390?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1953952630122867390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=1953952630122867390' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1953952630122867390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1953952630122867390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/note-to-self.html' title=''/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-818131545979545251</id><published>2009-04-28T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:32:15.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Easter Wishes</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a nice Easter. I just love Easter weekend. I love that there is still a holiday that, at least at our house, still manages to stay focused on it's meaning. I love all of the symbolism of spring bringing new life and the resurrection. I love that it is overall a very spiritual holiday. Normally, the Easter bunny does slip by and leave a treat on Saturday, but this year, he didn't make it until Sunday after church. As it turns out, the whole family stayed home sick except for Derrick and Tannon. Myah was determined to wear her new Easter dress anyways, so she wore it around the house all day. She thought she looked like Bell (from Beauty and the Beast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329793664498538914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sfc7GXKQGaI/AAAAAAAABk0/qEFyx2cu9HI/s400/DSC03770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329793668336007954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sfc7GldLOxI/AAAAAAAABk8/g00Y2vyLzCU/s400/DSC03776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329793677845467474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sfc7HI4aEVI/AAAAAAAABlM/UK29U-lJ1fw/s400/DSC03788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's the sicklies. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(still can't resist helping little bro and sis look for eggs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329795166256971442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sfc8dxpXPrI/AAAAAAAABlc/T2zhgB8ml9o/s400/DSC03793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329793681296245698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sfc7HVvIw8I/AAAAAAAABlU/CexnuPexG3g/s400/DSC03782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After exerting all of our energy looking for Easter eggs, we took a nice Sunday afternoon trampoline nap. One of my favorite pastimes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329793671436988162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sfc7GxAgbwI/AAAAAAAABlE/_g03YIFTyM0/s400/DSC03795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And we even saved the Easter bunny a few nice, big carrots! We didn't manage to get them harvested last fall, and apparently, they continued growing over the winter months. Funny thing is, they are still good. I guess that's one way to store carrots for the winter, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329795170139770978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sfc8eAHGEGI/AAAAAAAABlk/BzpH-sJbzeo/s400/DSC03814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329795175977749298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sfc8eV2-izI/AAAAAAAABls/GfTPx_Xue4s/s400/DSC03815.JPG" border="0" /&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/2933133368582684329-818131545979545251?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/818131545979545251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=818131545979545251' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/818131545979545251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/818131545979545251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/belated-easter-wishes.html' title='Belated Easter Wishes'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sfc7GXKQGaI/AAAAAAAABk0/qEFyx2cu9HI/s72-c/DSC03770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6310942378938844116</id><published>2009-04-27T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:52:54.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 'Two Peas In A Pod'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329445470981312498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SfX-a1Onz_I/AAAAAAAABks/HSus8uSo0TQ/s400/myah+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or at least I like to flatter myself in thinking so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this girl....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a lot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(by the way, this is not really my hair-do for the day.  We're just playing around.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-6310942378938844116?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6310942378938844116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6310942378938844116' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6310942378938844116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6310942378938844116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-peas-in-pod-or-at-least-i-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SfX-a1Onz_I/AAAAAAAABks/HSus8uSo0TQ/s72-c/myah+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1369063097061310059</id><published>2009-04-26T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:00:25.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Surprise</title><content type='html'>Ya, so our kids have been sick for about a month now. Miracle of all miracles though....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tannon&lt;/span&gt; is as healthy as can be. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;How'd&lt;/span&gt; that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I woke up to a little surprise from Des. I'm still not sure how I've managed to have 5 kids without recognizing what I was seeing, but I panicked just a little. Derrick wasn't around, so I called our neighbor/dermatologist to come have a look. He came right away, to tell me that it was just a few hives. 'JUST a few hives?' First of all, shouldn't I know what hives look like by now? Zac did have them a while back, but I didn't examine him very closely. And second of all, WHY? My first thought was that it must be the formula that he recently started on. But the friendly doc calmly explained that babies sometimes just get hives as a reaction to a virus that they have. And ya, 'virus' is a common word around here lately. So it's no big deal. They come and then after a couple of hours, they're gone. And then they come back in all new places. The bad news, it can last for up to 6 weeks. And I really don't think it's very comfy for Des. The good news, though, is that he's not really old enough to know how to scratch them, so he's not able to make matters worse for himself. And, of all the things he could have, we'll take hives!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329115905040920178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SfTSrkbZLnI/AAAAAAAABkc/Y6PmSEcPsjs/s400/DSC03822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329123258680173314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SfTZXm3nYwI/AAAAAAAABkk/0uLhVSi9YOk/s400/hives+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-1369063097061310059?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1369063097061310059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=1369063097061310059' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1369063097061310059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1369063097061310059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-morning-surprise.html' title='Saturday Morning Surprise'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SfTSrkbZLnI/AAAAAAAABkc/Y6PmSEcPsjs/s72-c/DSC03822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6429827609708474399</id><published>2009-04-16T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:43:24.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update of Why I Haven't Updated</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged for a while, and I'm not really going to right now either.  But I am going to share my excuses for NOT blogging. &lt;br /&gt;1.  Doctors appointments.  Way too many trips to the doc. &lt;br /&gt;2.  Pneumonia...Zac,  going on 3 weeks of absolute misery.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Infection (me, myself and I...not wanting to go into great detail.)&lt;br /&gt;4.  Loss of the ability to nurse...due to before mentioned infection that I don't want to go into great detail about)&lt;br /&gt;6.  Cold turkey...teaching Des to take formula...due to before mentioned loss of ability to nurse, due to before mentioned infection...that I don't really want to go into great detail about. He'd never even had a bottle at all.  He still looks at me like I've really let him down every time I give him a bottle.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Exercising....I always swore that my body isn't one of those that burns calories while nursing.  But now that I quit nursing, I'm packing on the poundage.  (not a good thing with the biggest loser challenge)  I thought the weight would just magically disappear when I stopped.  WRONG.  So I'm trying really hard to counterbalance the forces of nature with a good workout every day. &lt;br /&gt;7.  Laptop issues.  It's funny how dependent we get on those dumb things.  And I'm too lazy to come downstairs and use the computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it!  So I'll be back and update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-6429827609708474399?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6429827609708474399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6429827609708474399' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6429827609708474399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6429827609708474399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-of-why-i-havent-updated.html' title='An Update of Why I Haven&apos;t Updated'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6005782610807376372</id><published>2009-04-03T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:52:48.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Ski</title><content type='html'>Why do I love skiing so much? I mean, I don't really &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; the snow (other than for one week before Christmas and one week after). I &lt;em&gt;hate &lt;/em&gt;being cold. And it's totally expensive (although we've found ways around that....you just have to learn to &lt;em&gt;'cheap' &lt;/em&gt;the system). But I LOVE it. It feels so good to get out and do something active. To get some fresh air and even some sunshine. And I love spending time with the kids and it makes me proud when they conquer something that can be a bit scary at first! But most of all...I love to get them out of the house, away from the wii (and other sources of electronic entertainment), and &lt;em&gt;doing &lt;/em&gt;something. It sure makes me excited for summer, when I traditionally hide away most of the &lt;em&gt;in-house&lt;/em&gt; entertainment for a couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we had a fun ski day out at Pomerelle last Saturday. Having the Crawfords come up and join us for the day made it even better. And, of course, with Nicky along, I have PLENTY of pictures to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brayden, Zacary, Skyler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320471767508879170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYc4ivch0I/AAAAAAAABjE/fL58vifBDtI/s400/IMG_1044.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Myah  (aren't her little pink skis so cute?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320472944456565842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYd9DNpBFI/AAAAAAAABj8/8XVvayEz3g0/s400/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Myah and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYd8oKSXqI/AAAAAAAABj0/YO-RhcHJiws/s1600-h/IMG_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320472937194741410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYd8oKSXqI/AAAAAAAABj0/YO-RhcHJiws/s400/IMG_1027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had this funky little tunnel, and the kiddos thought it was so much fun to ski through it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320472933249947202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYd8ZdxlkI/AAAAAAAABjs/ziDXMoYkiSU/s400/IMG_1033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Myah and I&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320468865543356242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYaPoE8v1I/AAAAAAAABhE/pop51fhlYIU/s400/IMG_1019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320471780611787970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYc5TjbDMI/AAAAAAAABjk/Qp9MPShZPew/s400/IMG_1035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Derrick and Ira stayed at the lodge and watched the babies for most of the day. They even grilled us some burgers for lunch. They were able to sneak away and check out City of Rocks for a while. They ran out of gas on their way back up the mountain, and Derrick hitched a ride with some girls (who told him that they would kill him if he even tried to touch them). The boys all gave the van a big push, and then it coasted all the way down the mountain and right into a gas station. Lucky day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320472943814748498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYd9A0nqVI/AAAAAAAABkE/NkKrjFoDQUw/s400/IMG_1024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ira and Kam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320468854396416610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYaO-jT8mI/AAAAAAAABgs/QmLeMpx8nr4/s400/IMG_1003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myah and Emilie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320469371334913650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYatETDbnI/AAAAAAAABhM/9WANx4cU7qo/s400/IMG_1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320471781245251106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYc5V6c7iI/AAAAAAAABjc/97yCA6mML5c/s400/IMG_1038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Skyler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320471772784364882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYc42ZODVI/AAAAAAAABjM/EEJ2yHXcgj0/s400/IMG_1042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nicky and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320471254672324610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYcasRruAI/AAAAAAAABi8/4eZv1nqVbQM/s400/IMG_1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tannon and Em&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320471255434710578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYcavHczjI/AAAAAAAABi0/3G0FavGrVz4/s400/IMG_1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Crawford Crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320468847020787362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYaOjE0xqI/AAAAAAAABgk/wv30eprhSpM/s400/IMG_1002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Nicky&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320468861292319202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYaPYPbEeI/AAAAAAAABg8/zvHnGWlFmxo/s400/IMG_1015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320471250625645714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYcadM4TJI/AAAAAAAABis/LpFOaIG5dVc/s400/IMG_1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And, of course, we had to end our day with the traditional stop at El Herracero's for some tacos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320471244723753842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYcaHNwk3I/AAAAAAAABik/OD0LVOt7x8Q/s400/IMG_1053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320471236678942802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYcZpPugFI/AAAAAAAABic/02H-C1nUUWY/s400/IMG_1055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be the last ski trip of the year.  So we may be turning in our&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;ski poles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wii controls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to get us through until the weather is nice outside...and then we'll be turning in the wii controls for hiking boots!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-6005782610807376372?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6005782610807376372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6005782610807376372' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6005782610807376372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6005782610807376372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/wii-ski.html' title='Wii Ski'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SdYc4ivch0I/AAAAAAAABjE/fL58vifBDtI/s72-c/IMG_1044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-300745933543205268</id><published>2009-04-01T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T07:58:26.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This IS Our Final Answer....we think</title><content type='html'>The decision has been made.&lt;br /&gt;The verdict is in.&lt;br /&gt;This IS our final answer.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like the Swaner family will be staying in Pocatello for a while. We couldn't be more thrilled. Although we LOVED St. George, and could have possibly tolerated Reno (maybe), we're sure happy about staying put! I never thought I'd say that about Poky, but we just feel so at home here. We have good friends, the kids love their sports, we love our house and our yard, we have great neighbors and an awesome ward, and it's so nice to live a bit closer to family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while we know that this still may not be permanent, and there are more 'definite' options out there, we're willing (and so completely thankful that we have the option) to just go with it for a while!  We have been praying for a long time that this would be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this 'not knowing' has had its benefits though. We got almost the whole house painted (need to finish my bedroom and the upstairs bathrooms). It's always a good way to get some of those projects done. Maybe we'll have to look at moving again next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-300745933543205268?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/300745933543205268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=300745933543205268' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/300745933543205268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/300745933543205268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-our-final-answerwe-think.html' title='This IS Our Final Answer....we think'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-8444826319178325146</id><published>2009-03-23T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:29:26.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now We Know ReNo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SceqX6SDgLI/AAAAAAAABgc/Y5YUlQggfbU/s1600-h/Aerial_Reno_Skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316405212892856498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SceqX6SDgLI/AAAAAAAABgc/Y5YUlQggfbU/s400/Aerial_Reno_Skyline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Derrick and I spent the weekend in Reno. And I must say, it was kind of a cool town. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's what I liked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. The downtown was really very cool. I expected it to be like Vegas. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;2. The river running down town with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kayakers&lt;/span&gt;...AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Scheeles&lt;/span&gt;. I wish we'd spent more time there.&lt;br /&gt;4. Nice people. Very friendly.&lt;br /&gt;5. The surrounding area...Tahoe, California, etc....&lt;br /&gt;6. Nevada...no state tax. It's always nice to get to take home a little more paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I &lt;em&gt;wasn't&lt;/em&gt; so fond of....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Casinos and what comes with them. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;2. The drive home. So long, and SO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blaaahhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. The unemployment rate at a whopping 15%. It made me very sad.&lt;br /&gt;4. The drive home (counts as two dislikes). It really was &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;bad. And I like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for Reno! I was expecting not great things and was quite pleasantly surprised. Thanks for the input in my previous post. And thanks mom, Shawn &amp;amp; Yuri, and Tyson and Mandi for taking the kiddos. I'm sure glad we didn't have them with us since the drive really &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; that bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-8444826319178325146?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8444826319178325146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=8444826319178325146' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8444826319178325146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8444826319178325146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-we-know-reno.html' title='Now We Know ReNo'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SceqX6SDgLI/AAAAAAAABgc/Y5YUlQggfbU/s72-c/Aerial_Reno_Skyline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-8834338056113124131</id><published>2009-03-19T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:08:13.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reno, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>For my whole life, I've noticed that everyone knows someone from Preston. It's just such a small world. And when we went to Spokanne a couple months ago, we discovered that several of our friends here in Pocatello have lived there in the past. So this weekend, Derrick and I are going to Reno, but I can't seem to find ANYONE who has lived there or even spent much time there. So, my friends, have any of you ever lived or even spent time in Reno? I mean, more time than a bathroom break on the way to Northern California. All that I've really heard is that it's in the mountains, close to Tahoe, WINDY (seriously, after Pocatello, do you think the wind could even phase us?), mini-Las Vegas (meaning casinose), and no state sales tax (can't hate that). But I would love to know more. So tell me all about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-8834338056113124131?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8834338056113124131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=8834338056113124131' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8834338056113124131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8834338056113124131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/reno-anyone.html' title='Reno, Anyone?'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-5089360129108840111</id><published>2009-03-15T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:45:54.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Piece of Sunshine Goes a LONG Ways!</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago (ya, a little behind on the blogging thing), we left our world of snow and freezing cold temperatures for a just a couple of days in sunny St. George. It was a great time, and the warmth and sunshine did wonders. We spent time exploring, shopping, swimming and hiking. On the way home, we detoured up to Zions and went for a nice hike up to some beautiful spring waterfalls. I just have one thing to say....Sunshine makes me HAPPY! Very, very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The temple was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;purdy&lt;/span&gt;...I didn't actually get any pictures of the temple, but I got the cute kids in front of the temple. Does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313587427272895714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2nnM2VLOI/AAAAAAAABec/PTYzmBsbCK4/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313587426618243234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2nnKaP-KI/AAAAAAAABek/dpLehN6aEag/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hotel was great too. Nice rooms, fun swimming. What more could we ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313589055816849218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2pF_pd10I/AAAAAAAABfU/DYlCAMsfMiA/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313589049387836418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2pFnsq5AI/AAAAAAAABfM/FOaNYBeO9e0/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;The local &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;redrock&lt;/span&gt; hiking was so fun, so close, &amp;amp; so convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313590984465410562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2q2QbHagI/AAAAAAAABfk/0RB_Lcxe1qs/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313592774120174130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2sebaD8jI/AAAAAAAABgE/KnmGON9RDKM/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313589033089705602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2pEq-5JoI/AAAAAAAABe8/be145-RqzwI/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And Zions was, as always, totally and unbelievably beautiful. We met a lot of people along the trail that had travelled across the country to enjoy such beauty. We're so lucky to have such amazing nature all around us! Sounds cheesy, I know, but seriously...it was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313589065386742274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2pGjTG0gI/AAAAAAAABfc/EuH3XmQXN0g/s400/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313595131006870594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2unnfo5EI/AAAAAAAABgU/oZzdkXcP2qY/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313595127410442594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2unaGLwWI/AAAAAAAABgM/eKFNDTf6-RI/s400/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313591001963394530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2q3Rm9deI/AAAAAAAABf8/ubNesXBBbAM/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...and nobody was happier than these two. They have already started planning their backpacking trips for this summer. This was just a small taste of the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313590996508000562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2q29SSwTI/AAAAAAAABf0/1oqQJY9oz18/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-5089360129108840111?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5089360129108840111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=5089360129108840111' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5089360129108840111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5089360129108840111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-piece-of-sunshine-goes-long-ways.html' title='A Little Piece of Sunshine Goes a LONG Ways!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/Sb2nnM2VLOI/AAAAAAAABec/PTYzmBsbCK4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4367715818067205595</id><published>2009-03-07T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T17:53:12.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Jordan!</title><content type='html'>I really did know that tomorrow is &lt;em&gt;Jordan's&lt;/em&gt; birthday (referring to the post below).  One little brother has a birthday on the 8th of March, and the other on the 18th, and I always get them mixed up in my brain.  Maybe Derrick isn't the only one who is a complete goof!  We're a perfect match I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo......&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; Jordan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-4367715818067205595?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4367715818067205595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4367715818067205595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4367715818067205595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4367715818067205595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-jordan.html' title='Oh Jordan!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-5203820016126425797</id><published>2009-03-07T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:31:15.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyson Tyson Tyson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SbL1Id0lrgI/AAAAAAAABeM/WVz7b8LrGMY/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310576436416196098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SbL1Id0lrgI/AAAAAAAABeM/WVz7b8LrGMY/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, Derrick had to call his elders quorum secretary to remind him of an early morning meeting on Sunday. His name is Tyson Harris. So he grabbed the phone and pulled up the caller ID and scrolled down to Tyson's name and hit dial. His wife answered, and Derrick left her a rather lengthy message to pass along to her husband about the Sunday morning meeting. He reminded her that it was going to be ward conference so the stake pres would be there, etc. etc. etc......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a while she politely asked what in the heck he was talking about. It turns out, he had called Tyson Moser (my brother) and was talking to Mandi the whole time. She was so confused and taken back that she didn't even stop him, but just let him continue her ramblings. When she finally straightened him out and hung up, I'm thinking she probably peed her pants. That's just a guess though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Derrick is  a pretty smart fella, but boy, what a goof! And I love him for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of Tyson (the moser one)...&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HappyBirthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tomorrow!&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/2933133368582684329-5203820016126425797?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5203820016126425797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=5203820016126425797' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5203820016126425797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5203820016126425797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/tyson-tyson-tyson.html' title='Tyson Tyson Tyson'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SbL1Id0lrgI/AAAAAAAABeM/WVz7b8LrGMY/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4472214343957602213</id><published>2009-03-06T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:07:11.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Careful What You Wish For</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today, Skyler told me that he wished 'he could have straight hair' instead of all of those great curls that in my opinion, make Skyler...Skyler! So I told him to have a seat (since I can't really reach the top of his head very easily while he's standing). And just 10 minutes later....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whalaaaa&lt;/span&gt;! Straight hair! It'll only last until he showers (thank goodness), but for now...I am his very own Fairy Godmother, and his wish for the day came true. So here's the proof that Skyler had straight hair for a day, and only for a day....I hope. Now let's just hope that he doesn't wish for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mullet&lt;/span&gt; next!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310198459221746306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SbGdXTC9IoI/AAAAAAAABd0/1FrScHMG_iw/s400/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310198464208348786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SbGdXln2pnI/AAAAAAAABd8/DvxrXpEVX_o/s400/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-4472214343957602213?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4472214343957602213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4472214343957602213' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4472214343957602213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4472214343957602213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-careful-what-you-wish-for.html' title='Be Careful What You Wish For'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SbGdXTC9IoI/AAAAAAAABd0/1FrScHMG_iw/s72-c/084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1270113256558962366</id><published>2009-02-27T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:22:53.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is That How It Works?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weirdest&lt;/span&gt; thing happened.  I woke up at 3 am and heard Desmond talking in his crib.  First of all, he is my first child EVER to actually sleep in his crib!  He loves it, and even takes naps in it.  But this is the really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; part...I went into his room, and didn't say a word, but picked up his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;binky&lt;/span&gt; and put it in his mouth, AND LEFT!  I have always always always in the past, picked up my babies, taken them to bed with me to feed them, where they spend the rest of the night.  So after I left, I stopped in the hallway, waiting for him to start crying or something, but he DIDN'T!  I paused again just outside my bedroom door, but heard nothing.  Once I was in bed, I started freaking out that perhaps I just couldn't hear him, so I went to check again.  He was asleep.  And he stayed asleep until about 7:30 this morning.  Why has it taken me 5 children to learn this!?  I guess that some of us are just slow learners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-1270113256558962366?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1270113256558962366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=1270113256558962366' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1270113256558962366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1270113256558962366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-that-how-it-works.html' title='Is That How It Works?'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-8509098783770050672</id><published>2009-02-25T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:24:02.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check, Check, Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Mom's are busy people (as if y'all didn't already know that!). I'm not claiming to be any busier than anyone else. Sometimes it's just comical to think about how much we try to cram into a day! So here's my day in a nut shell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get the kids out the door....CHECK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat a healthy breakfast....CHECK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakfast cleanup...CHECK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Babysit for a friend...CHECK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Send Myah to preschool...CHECK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laundry...CHECK (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some of it, at least&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Desmond down for nap...CHECK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Retrieve Myah from preschool...CHECK.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Killer Workout...CHECK. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Now I'm too tired to stand up straight.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lunch...I like making lunch. Myah likes 'healthy food' so we quite often just have veggies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shower....probably ought to, due to the killer workout.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family prayer and scripture study...hopefully.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put makeup on...maybe....maybe not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean house....only the minimum.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play taxi driver after school...not optional.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fix dinner...it's overrated anyways.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Biggest Loser....absolutely!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Idol...maybe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read...yep, every day. Trying to read scriptures. Loving reading 'Dracula'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make my bed...ya, of course. Can't stand to get into an un-made bed, but I'll probably make it right before I crawl into it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did I mention that we're trying to get the house ready to sell (just in case), which means painting, scrubbing, dejunking, fixing, organizing, etc. etc. As if I'm EVER going to get around to those things! Oh well. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-8509098783770050672?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8509098783770050672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=8509098783770050672' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8509098783770050672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8509098783770050672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/moms-are-busy-people-as-if-yall-didnt.html' title='Check, Check, Check'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4206477761633796114</id><published>2009-02-23T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:14:08.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Leaf</title><content type='html'>This morning, I was feeling rather frustrated with the school system (2 teachers in particular). So after sending a somewhat 'to the point' email to one of the teachers, I decided that she probably, most likely doesn't know how to use email (and yes, I was right). So I skipped my morning workout to go down to the school and observe exactly what (if anything) my child is being taught. I found an overwhelmed teacher (still email illiterate), with too many children in a much too small classroom, just trying to do her job. She was so thankful to have a little help, and I was able to help &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; get on top of things.  I felt kinda sorry for her.  We're not planning on doing lunch together any time soon, but maybe it's me who needs to do better at keeping up with the happenings of school, and being a bit more proactive. And maybe I can even help the teacher figure out email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the kids came home from school, I had cookies made, and actually had the laundry removed from the kitchen table where it usually sits for at least half of the week. The kids actually walked in the door and sat down to do their homework without an argument. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even asked if he could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;forgo&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is that a real word?)&lt;/span&gt; playing with friends to work on his math facts with me. It's not like I feel like a genius for figuring this parenting strategy out. I'm just usually too lazy or too consumed with my own projects to actually pull it off! But today I turned a new leaf. I sure hope I can keep my leaf turned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Derrick is out building a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt;-fire for the kiddies to make family night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;s'mores&lt;/span&gt;. Traditionally, I stay inside with Des and they bring me one, since I really hate smelling like campfire. I think I'll continue the tradition. After all, I've already done my share of good parenting for the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-4206477761633796114?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4206477761633796114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4206477761633796114' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4206477761633796114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4206477761633796114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-new-leaf.html' title='My New Leaf'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4290969777415090574</id><published>2009-02-19T07:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T08:20:48.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old, and Sweet as Ever</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I'll admit it. I really am one of those crazy mom's who thinks that they have the most adorable baby on the planet! And I'm right. Every mom is right. We all love our babies so much that to us, they are the sweetest, most beautiful baby ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desmond (aka...the most adorable baby on the planet), turned 6 months old yesterday. Time sure flies (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when I'm NOT pregnant&lt;/span&gt;). And since I'm much too lazy to actually get him dressed, and go get pictures taken...and since my only option here in Poky that requires no appointment is Walmart, we opted to shoot a few pics here at home on the kitchen floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago, our brand new external hard drive crashed, and I lost a whole bunch of pictures, and I'm sure glad that I've blogged a lot of those pictures. So that is what I'm doing now. I don't expect all of you to sit and 'ooohhhh and aahhhhh' over every detail of these pics (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like I do&lt;/span&gt;). I just need to back them up, just in case. But still, I'm sure you'll agree...he's pretty dang cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304539506349273778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2Ck4z5crI/AAAAAAAABdQ/-MpI1NhFjFQ/s400/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304539502956922786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2CksLGR6I/AAAAAAAABdI/ae53IsIkGiI/s400/120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304542031250792642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2E32zVIMI/AAAAAAAABdg/x6bDRE6gbFo/s400/104+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304539493254381730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2CkIB1QKI/AAAAAAAABc4/Qsu8rMI7umA/s400/116+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304539494894251410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2CkOIzrZI/AAAAAAAABcw/GaAqA-8L5qo/s400/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304542838942060770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2Fm3r70OI/AAAAAAAABdo/6GE0g8h-pcw/s400/065+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304538123618296034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2BUZvJIOI/AAAAAAAABco/9eFp0Z-Fhw4/s400/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304539802734578882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2C2I7qTMI/AAAAAAAABdY/CmFzGXAwLZQ/s400/128+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304538122190959346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2BUUa1svI/AAAAAAAABcg/PbILbIZuq0g/s400/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304539496200540626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2CkTAQEdI/AAAAAAAABdA/PfbUVINIoeU/s400/117+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304538108799591010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2BTiiFomI/AAAAAAAABcQ/i-l5qAb4wJU/s400/097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304538106218592274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2BTY6uuBI/AAAAAAAABcI/4QupkZzccWg/s400/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304537253831939026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2Ahxh6k9I/AAAAAAAABcA/zMsdjGUw-Tk/s400/069+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304537246172278226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2AhU_tbdI/AAAAAAAABbo/ky_WdVja300/s400/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304537243100295426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2AhJjSsQI/AAAAAAAABbg/9nXGzRZaChI/s400/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-4290969777415090574?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4290969777415090574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4290969777415090574' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4290969777415090574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4290969777415090574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-months-old-and-sweet-as-ever.html' title='6 Months Old, and Sweet as Ever'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZ2Ck4z5crI/AAAAAAAABdQ/-MpI1NhFjFQ/s72-c/126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-2140367531068145679</id><published>2009-02-15T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T11:53:25.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spokane....Is That You??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We went on a little road trip this week up to Spokane. Derrick's contract with the hospital here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pocatello&lt;/span&gt; is coming to an end next month, so we're currently in search of our next great adventure. We're still hopeful that the great adventure we're seeking will keep us right here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pocatello&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; thought I'd say that!)&lt;/span&gt;, but in these crazy times, we just can't be too prepared, and we can't have too many options!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I've always heard that Spokane is such a beautiful place with so much to do. And I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; somewhat looking forward to visiting. I mean, it's a total hiker's paradise, right? And judging by the pictures that I googled, the city was going to be pretty cool too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZhwg4PIXrI/AAAAAAAABbY/eJ6OtoAyVpM/s1600-h/CityScpea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303112271382732466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZhwg4PIXrI/AAAAAAAABbY/eJ6OtoAyVpM/s320/CityScpea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not bad, right?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZhwgmFeliI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Wf8oyChZfzI/s1600-h/spokane2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303112266510407202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZhwgmFeliI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Wf8oyChZfzI/s320/spokane2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And just a hop, skip, and a jump away (that equates to about 25 minutes), is beautiful Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Couer&lt;/span&gt; d' Alene'. Who wouldn't love this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZhwgXWwQ-I/AAAAAAAABbI/lqeSI_INmg4/s1600-h/lake_cda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303112262556337122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZhwgXWwQ-I/AAAAAAAABbI/lqeSI_INmg4/s320/lake_cda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unfortunately, we didn't love it at all. The Spokane we saw looked nothing like the pictures above. There are some nice surrounding areas, but I'm not confident that we could afford to live in any of them. But we do have friends that really loved it there, so there must be more to it than we gathered in our short visit.  We were really tired, and perhaps we didn't give Spokane a fare shake, and just maybe we'll need to reconsider (hopefully WITHOUT the kids next time)!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep ALL options open! &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/2933133368582684329-2140367531068145679?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2140367531068145679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=2140367531068145679' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2140367531068145679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2140367531068145679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/spokaneis-that-you.html' title='Spokane....Is That You??'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SZhwg4PIXrI/AAAAAAAABbY/eJ6OtoAyVpM/s72-c/CityScpea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1034599750824804140</id><published>2009-02-02T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:56:46.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Day EVER!</title><content type='html'>Really, it was an AWESOME day! Like, complete BLISS! We decided to let the kids ditch school today and went skiing. First, we stopped in at Barrie's (one of the local ski shops), and the owner was able to melt and custom fit my ski boots (that have always hurt my feet sooooo badly), until they were nice and comfy. How come I never knew they could do that? They also gave us a great deal on seasonal ski rentals for the kids, so they can keep them until the end of the season. It got us all started off on the right foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...we headed up to Pebble, and it wasn't until we got there, that I started to second guess myself and my level of patience and ability to teach Tannon and Myah at the same time. Derrick couldn't help because he was holding Des. Sooooo, I first took Tannon down the hill and left Myah. And yes, I actually turned into one of 'those parents' that have no business teaching their kids to ski because they are totally freaking out at their kids while the kid cries and says, 'I'm trying!'. Ya, I was that parent. Finally, I told him that if he didn't stop crying, and TRY, then I would take away all of his video games for the rest of the winter. Maybe skiing is an acquired love, but he needed a little extra incentive. Of course, I tried to get him on skis last year, and he was a total punk about it, and went and sat in the lodge. BUT....after the video game threat, Tannon decided he would ski! And he did great! I took him down the hill once, and then the second time, he took off by himself. I was preoccupied with Myah, and looked up to see Tannon on the lift BY HIMSELF! Funny boy. I'm not sure if he really likes skiing, or just video games. Whatever it takes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Myah. I brought her down the hill one time...you know, me skiing backwards the whole way holding her up. She just wanted to get to the bottom so she could ride the lift. Who needs Disneyland when we can ride a ski lift??? By the second time down, she was on her own. And she was pretty fast. She wasn't interested in taking the 'easiest way' down. She just went for it. I was absolutely giddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfMpzrqV8I/AAAAAAAABaA/agewx1du-0k/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298428505244719042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfMpzrqV8I/AAAAAAAABaA/agewx1du-0k/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfMpsbuthI/AAAAAAAABZ4/c7GyxSpKzrQ/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298428503298848274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfMpsbuthI/AAAAAAAABZ4/c7GyxSpKzrQ/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfMpXdgfhI/AAAAAAAABZw/hH53v78HoXw/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298428497669160466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfMpXdgfhI/AAAAAAAABZw/hH53v78HoXw/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfMpHqiL9I/AAAAAAAABZo/IXiX2mibtwo/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298428493428830162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfMpHqiL9I/AAAAAAAABZo/IXiX2mibtwo/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfMpMHarnI/AAAAAAAABZg/sWfg2nx05Eo/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298428494623714930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfMpMHarnI/AAAAAAAABZg/sWfg2nx05Eo/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfLU6J_vQI/AAAAAAAABZY/bmLhrk72n3U/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298427046693682434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfLU6J_vQI/AAAAAAAABZY/bmLhrk72n3U/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then there was Desmond, who sat in the truck with Derrick all day long. I only stopped to nurse him once, and he was so totally cooperative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfLUgf0pjI/AAAAAAAABZQ/mV3uKTQmWGE/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298427039805908530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfLUgf0pjI/AAAAAAAABZQ/mV3uKTQmWGE/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfLUQLa6sI/AAAAAAAABZI/MMNrTM8J3jU/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298427035425368770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfLUQLa6sI/AAAAAAAABZI/MMNrTM8J3jU/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfLUDf8_OI/AAAAAAAABZA/oP_fVwGVm8g/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298427032021826786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfLUDf8_OI/AAAAAAAABZA/oP_fVwGVm8g/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfLTy2wNjI/AAAAAAAABY4/mfr8gf2CZXo/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298427027554055730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfLTy2wNjI/AAAAAAAABY4/mfr8gf2CZXo/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Derrick....was so awesome to sit with Desmond all day long. He parked right at the side of the hill so he could take pictures and help out with the kids. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it was a great day! To make it even better, it only cost us 27 dollars to take the whole family skiing! I think my kids might be racking up the absences this winter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-1034599750824804140?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1034599750824804140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=1034599750824804140' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1034599750824804140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1034599750824804140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-day-ever.html' title='The Best Day EVER!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SYfMpzrqV8I/AAAAAAAABaA/agewx1du-0k/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6282247263667815002</id><published>2009-02-01T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:11:55.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>I must be crazy.  Tomorrow I'm letting the kids skip school and we're going skiing.  That's not the crazy part.  I'm planning to teach Tannon and Myah tomorrow.  And Derrick is going to have Desmond there so I can take a break to feed him every once in a while.  I may be off my rocker, but we're doing it this way because it saves a bunch of money.  Mondays at Pebble Creek are buy one get one free, and the little hill is only 12 bucks.  So, I figure that since we're going to be teaching the little peeps, we'll be staying on the bunny hill anyways.  That's the plan!   I'm feeling tired already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-6282247263667815002?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6282247263667815002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6282247263667815002' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6282247263667815002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6282247263667815002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4731451270011904648</id><published>2009-01-26T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:15:10.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Skinny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday, I was so flattered when Myah told me that I'm the SKINNIEST person in our family. I was feeling pretty good for a second, until reality hit me in the face....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;Me: What does 'skinny' mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Myah: When you have the biggest tummy of all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295821834378974242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SX6J5l_qlCI/AAAAAAAABYw/I_K43nXJ2uo/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I guess this is a conversation we'll continue another day...after I lose a few pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-4731451270011904648?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4731451270011904648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4731451270011904648' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4731451270011904648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4731451270011904648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-skinny.html' title='I&apos;m Skinny!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SX6J5l_qlCI/AAAAAAAABYw/I_K43nXJ2uo/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-2354071846739906906</id><published>2009-01-25T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T07:31:23.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Mercy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week I was the recipient of a few of those 'tender mercies' that I believe Heavenly Father sends us just at the right moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just as I've been complaining relentlessly about the cold, snowy, miserable weather, this is what happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295251154450992578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SXyC3pmHTcI/AAAAAAAABYI/oe9w3lP5DuA/s320/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We had the MOST beautiful day the other day! I even took Desmond out on the trampoline for about an hour. We layed in the sun and pretended we were on a warm beach, and soaked in a few rays of sunshine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Myah played with her friends outside most of the day. Not even a jacket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295251143460521666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SXyC3ApyBsI/AAAAAAAABYA/Vs0YVwklaCI/s320/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Skyler was able to get out and shoot some hoops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295251163043183874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SXyC4JmpvQI/AAAAAAAABYY/sj7UkXS6FNM/s320/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I enjoyed grilling dinner on the barbecue. And I even left the door open for a while. And, I did it all in my bare feet! Yes, it really was that warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295251160025120610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SXyC3-XFv2I/AAAAAAAABYQ/P82kIuIejoI/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And just when I think that I'm going to spend the rest of my life sitting in the bleachers or on the sidelines as a sports spectator (which I LOVE, and I wouldn't mind at all), I get to do this for a change...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295251172292532338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SXyC4sD3mHI/AAAAAAAABYg/aNekRs4_k4A/s320/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myah had her dance recital this week. She was so great! We even made all of the boys go and sit through her dance recital....all 2 hours of it! Maybe I'll post her video later. It was cute, and she was sooooo excited!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now we're buried under snow and ice again, and yesterday was packed full of ballgames again, but that's ok. Yay for those 'tender mercies'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-2354071846739906906?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2354071846739906906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=2354071846739906906' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2354071846739906906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2354071846739906906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-mercy.html' title='Oh, Mercy!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SXyC3pmHTcI/AAAAAAAABYI/oe9w3lP5DuA/s72-c/079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-3520054422024914425</id><published>2009-01-20T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:59:20.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven and Counting....</title><content type='html'>Skyler, Zacary, Tannon, Myah, Desmond, Nathan, Trevor, Benjamin, Mandi, Yping, and Kendell.  That's how many kids I have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IN MY HOUSE&lt;/span&gt; at this very moment.  Shouldn't there be some kind of law against having &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; adult in a house alone with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ELEVEN &lt;/span&gt;kids?  I'm not complaining at all, since I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; do like every one of these kids, but I &lt;em&gt;barely&lt;/em&gt; manage to keep my sanity with just my own little (and not so little) people, let alone 6 extra.  But I'm still not complaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-3520054422024914425?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3520054422024914425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=3520054422024914425' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3520054422024914425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3520054422024914425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/eleven-and-counting.html' title='Eleven and Counting....'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-2318365522659536124</id><published>2009-01-15T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:04:58.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Don't Get It</title><content type='html'>There are some things that I just don't get. I guess that they are 'life's great mysteries'. For example...Why are there NEVER enough hangers? I buy more and more and more hangers, but we're always just a few short. I haven't been buying more clothes, so where are the hangers going? It's a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, why oh why do they give us the little packet of extra thread when we buy a sweater? Has ANYONE ever actually repaired a snag in a sweater with the extra supply of thread? I mean, a spare button, I get that...but thread???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...does anyone in my house (other than me) know how to put a new garbage bag in the trash can? Yesterday, after I emptied the trash bag that was piled to the ceiling (another topic for another day), I forgot to put in a new bag. After just a few minutes, I came back to the kitchen to find a whole pile of trash sitting on top of the counter next to the garbage can. Thank you so much guys for not throwing the trash into the can without a bag. That was really very thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's another one.  Are olives good or bad for me?  I really like olives, and I'm pretty well educated about nutrition, but olives are just a mystery.   I mean, they grow on trees, and they don't have any sugar...but why do I feel like I'm splurging just a little when I put olives in my salad?  Just wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, what on earth was anyone thinking when they planned a 4 day weekend just 2 weeks after Christmas vacation? I know, Martin Luther King was a really great man. And I can respect that, but can't we celebrate his accomplishments while &lt;em&gt;at&lt;/em&gt; school? Just wondering. On a selfish note, I'm just getting into the swing of things, and I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; not ready for another long weekend! Especially in the dead of winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things that keep me up at night. So what puzzles you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-2318365522659536124?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2318365522659536124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=2318365522659536124' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2318365522659536124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2318365522659536124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-dont-get-it.html' title='I Just Don&apos;t Get It'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-427497304522084353</id><published>2009-01-09T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:21:53.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I have MAJOR cabin fever! I want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; badly to.....&lt;br /&gt;go play outside with my kids&lt;br /&gt;lay Desmond in the grass and watch his face scrunch up&lt;br /&gt;go for a bike ride&lt;br /&gt;play some soccer&lt;br /&gt;take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt; to the park&lt;br /&gt;eat breakfast on the deck&lt;br /&gt;take a nice long walk&lt;br /&gt;open my windows&lt;br /&gt;clean the garage&lt;br /&gt;eat strawberries&lt;br /&gt;plant a flower&lt;br /&gt;pull some weeds&lt;br /&gt;walk the kids to school&lt;br /&gt;go buy something at the nursery&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;go for a hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Is that too much to ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an afterthought, I hope I don't sound ungrateful! I am so thankful that I have a warm home and good food, and that I live in a place where I feel safe and comfortable!  I love that my kids can walk to school without being afraid, and that they even get to go to school at all!  It certainly isn't all that bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-427497304522084353?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/427497304522084353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=427497304522084353' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/427497304522084353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/427497304522084353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-i-have-major-spring-fever-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-3393660523337040126</id><published>2009-01-08T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:26:00.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>We had a really great Christmas this year. Although, we did so many fun things prior to Christmas, that by the time Christmas day rolled around, we were pretty tired. One of my favorite post-Christmas activities was the day that we went to Tyson and Mandi's house to go sledding. It was great fun. Derrick had to work, so I was on my own for this one. But Desmond was awesome, and slept in the truck the whole time. It wasn't really very cold that day either. And Mandi treated us to some oh so yummy soup with scones and cookies afterwards. So here are just a few of my favorite pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Myah and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289031068768508050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZpvAvzmJI/AAAAAAAABWU/gMRH9cwjH54/s320/CROPsledding+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jordan didn't quite realize how deep the snow was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZpuhVivBI/AAAAAAAABWM/zP1q3AJr73g/s1600-h/CROPsledding+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289031060336851986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZpuhVivBI/AAAAAAAABWM/zP1q3AJr73g/s320/CROPsledding+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So he opted to sled with McKay on the road. It had a strip of snow just wide enough for a sled. The rest was mud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289031950363659058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZqiU8eCzI/AAAAAAAABWc/feGwsef0PkI/s320/CROPsledding+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nathan and Brayden sledding down, but I love Zac in the background trying to push Parker and the tube back up the hill. I think he knew that if he looked pathetic enough, Tyson might just come pick him on the snowmobile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZpt-jLTLI/AAAAAAAABWE/-6Z173X1CrM/s1600-h/CROPsledding+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289031050998795442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZpt-jLTLI/AAAAAAAABWE/-6Z173X1CrM/s320/CROPsledding+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Myah and Truman are great little pals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289031043947600114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZptkSCmPI/AAAAAAAABV8/-GnKZhiXeZo/s320/cropsledding+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm not sure who all is in this tangle of bodies. But I do know that there were no injuries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289030218408749250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZo9g6PaMI/AAAAAAAABV0/kzfsil68Z2s/s320/CROPsledding+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289030211133137106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZo9FzmYNI/AAAAAAAABVs/vTA8OoJSLxM/s320/CROP145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tannon and Emilie and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289030205868530402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZo8yMa2uI/AAAAAAAABVk/cZr7zCmuon8/s320/CROPsledding+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan, Zac, and Brayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289030198217338834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZo8VsO79I/AAAAAAAABVc/uJPNFgro8kg/s320/CROPsledding+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Skyler&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289030190057444322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZo73Sw0-I/AAAAAAAABVU/TbgN7nfXyx0/s320/CROP146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Zac and Mandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289029513035488082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZoUdMJm1I/AAAAAAAABVM/UVFK0MJIQVQ/s320/147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my favorite picture....let me explain. Tannon got his pants stuck on the barbed wire fence, and Skyler was headed over to help him. Along the way, he lost his boots in the deep snow, so he was attempting to lift Tannon off of the fence in his bare feet! What a great big brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289029502393535970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZoT1i6TeI/AAAAAAAABVE/6Wd3ENT2G3w/s320/sledding+177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamden, Desmond, and Ryan were all VERY cooperative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289029476527176386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZoSVL4-sI/AAAAAAAABUs/sRytD3WSz3E/s320/sledding+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's amazing how some of our most precious memories come from the most simple and inexpensive activities together!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-3393660523337040126?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3393660523337040126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=3393660523337040126' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3393660523337040126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3393660523337040126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SWZpvAvzmJI/AAAAAAAABWU/gMRH9cwjH54/s72-c/CROPsledding+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-3461969097991556451</id><published>2009-01-05T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:23:46.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Your Mark....Get Set....GO!</title><content type='html'>Along with probably 70% of Americans, I've got some weight to lose this year. I need to be done by summer time so that I can go backpacking. Today is the beginning of some really big losses in the Moser family. Weight losses, that is. We are officially starting our Moser Family Biggest Loser competition. Soooo, get ready to LOSE! By the way, the Biggest Loser blog site is up and going. The address is &lt;a href="http://mosersarelosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mosersarelosinit.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a private blog, so only the players can check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! And good luck to all the rest of you losers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-3461969097991556451?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3461969097991556451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=3461969097991556451' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3461969097991556451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3461969097991556451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-your-markget-setgp.html' title='On Your Mark....Get Set....GO!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4402936024564469266</id><published>2008-12-29T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T08:55:44.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things We Do...</title><content type='html'>Maybe we're not the brightest lamps on the street...but we chose to venture out and see family on Christmas day. With all the snow, we were pretty sure we shouldn't but we somehow ended up going anyways. Of course, it took us a couple of hours to dig out our driveway first, and then we had to wait while Derrick and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; jumped off of the deck into the 5 foot snow drift! I wanted to do it, but chickened out (see the ridiculous pictures below!). Anyways....the only thing crazier than jumping from a two story deck into a pile of snow is to try and make the drive from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pocatello&lt;/span&gt; to Cache Valley in a blizzard. (the blizzard warnings included a strong warning to NOT travel unless it was was an emergency) So we drove 63 miles with zero visibility, high winds, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unplowed&lt;/span&gt; roads (I think even the snow plows knew better). BUT...we made it, most of the way. We intended on going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Smithfield&lt;/span&gt; to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Swaner's&lt;/span&gt;, but by the time we made it to Preston, Derrick was done. And, of course, he would never ever let me drive in a situation like that! I can't say I blame him. So we stopped at my parent's house and stayed the night. We had great times with both sides of the family. So it was worth it, right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derrick preparing to take the plunge...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285252934111164802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVj9ioXJeYI/AAAAAAAABTc/D-KnAKm1Zh0/s320/christmas+2008+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...and the safe landing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285252941027685042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVj9jCILMrI/AAAAAAAABTk/tv8LBuQ5930/s320/christmas+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zac's&lt;/span&gt; turn...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285252963583461554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVj9kWJ5CLI/AAAAAAAABTs/d1le-04mHkw/s320/christmas+2008+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...with a great landing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285252972932918130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVj9k4--a3I/AAAAAAAABT0/ktedoVKRAAM/s320/christmas+2008+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then there was me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285252982853397586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVj9ld8M7FI/AAAAAAAABT8/BBZdaJz6ua8/s320/christmas+2008+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...with no landing. (since I chickened out!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ya, I laughed at watching my husband jump, and all but threw my son off, but wouldn't do it myself.  I guess I'm kinda like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boy, the things we do just to have a great time!&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/2933133368582684329-4402936024564469266?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4402936024564469266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4402936024564469266' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4402936024564469266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4402936024564469266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/maybe-were-not-brightest-lamps-on.html' title='The Things We Do...'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVj9ioXJeYI/AAAAAAAABTc/D-KnAKm1Zh0/s72-c/christmas+2008+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-2215585839075920970</id><published>2008-12-25T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:34:33.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRAPPED!</title><content type='html'>The excitement of going out to visit our families on Christmas day is at a stand still. Bummer. We are very very snowed in. This should be sort of fun, but I feel very trapped! Here are some pictures that we took several hours ago, and it just keeps coming. I'm thinking we're trapped for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283842076947396674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVP6X722OEI/AAAAAAAABTM/t9C8iTJkk5c/s320/christmas+2008+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The snow drifts up the side of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVP6Xne4wRI/AAAAAAAABTE/rLu6Ygfi9CE/s1600-h/christmas+2008+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283842071478190354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVP6Xne4wRI/AAAAAAAABTE/rLu6Ygfi9CE/s320/christmas+2008+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Derrick's car isn't going anywhere any time soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283842058547560114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVP6W3T-_rI/AAAAAAAABS0/soJyHm7tuYM/s320/christmas+2008+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ...such an inviting entrance way, eh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283842085338306466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVP6YbHZV6I/AAAAAAAABTU/9nU9pPkokxg/s320/christmas+2008+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We can't even see out of our windows, since the wind has blown all the snow onto the screens. It really adds to the whole 'feeling trapped' thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283842061205771298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVP6XBNwFCI/AAAAAAAABS8/hADU8QHdyjY/s320/christmas+2008+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is what I got when I opened the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So, to our friends and family...Merry Christmas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wish we were with y'all right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and what on earth am I going to do with the 2 pans of cheesy potatoes that I've already made)&lt;br /&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/2933133368582684329-2215585839075920970?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2215585839075920970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=2215585839075920970' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2215585839075920970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2215585839075920970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/trapped.html' title='TRAPPED!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVP6X722OEI/AAAAAAAABTM/t9C8iTJkk5c/s72-c/christmas+2008+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6586999938994169649</id><published>2008-12-23T21:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T05:43:45.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week Full of Christmas Fun</title><content type='html'>It's been a week FULL of Christmas time festivities, and the week is only half over! I feel like I've enjoyed this time as a family so much, and while it's been a lot of work, I think we've made some great memories. This here's what's gone down in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Swaner&lt;/span&gt; home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;...we had our traditional 'fine dining Christmas dinner'. We started this tradition our first year in Vegas when we were so very lonely. Now it's something we look forward to every year...the one night each year that the kids actually &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; to have good manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283222510383642530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVHG4ajDt6I/AAAAAAAABRc/ZArIZT3p9xM/s320/christmas+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283222488463835714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVHG3I4-AkI/AAAAAAAABRM/jCIPP1o05aY/s320/christmas+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The menu consisted of bread and olive oil, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fillet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mignon&lt;/span&gt;, spinach dip, pasta, salad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;zucchini&lt;/span&gt; spears, homemade ice cream, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Martinellis&lt;/span&gt;. Good stuff. It's gotten pretty easy, since each person somewhat has part of the meal to be in charge of. Derrick deals with the steak, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; makes the spinach dip, and Skyler pulls out and sets up the china. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tannon&lt;/span&gt; even made the salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283222502089870034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVHG37pqytI/AAAAAAAABRU/d4Cu71p8-6w/s320/christmas+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283223870161459906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVHIHkHWmsI/AAAAAAAABRs/S9iNdOViqUk/s320/christmas+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sometimes I think that maybe some day we'll actually dress up for our nice dinner. But then I think to myself....'Why??? Where else can I enjoy a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fillet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mignon&lt;/span&gt; while wearing sweat pants?' It sounds like a win/win situation to me!&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;Monday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we kicked off the day by shoveling tons and TONS of snow. I love shoveling snow. And it just kept snowing all day long. We also had to take Desmond down for his 4 month check up and immunizations. He weighed in at 14 lbs., which puts him right at the 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile for his weight, height, and head &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;circumference&lt;/span&gt;. Not real exciting, I know. But after that, we came home and spent at least an hour gathering up the snow clothes. It can be pretty tricky with so many kids who are growing so fast. Nothing that fit last year seemed to fit this year. Anyways, we loaded up and went sledding for a couple of hours. It was too cold for Des outside, so we stayed in the truck and played with the camera and took a nap. It was nice. The sledding hill was a ways away though, so we couldn't get any pictures of the other kids. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283226994441864706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVHK9a92RgI/AAAAAAAABR0/SYNApcW_QXA/s320/christmas+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we got home, I shoveled snow AGAIN, and Derrick helped the kids build a snow cave. They're pretty excited about it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283227670712352818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVHLkyRTADI/AAAAAAAABSE/NSal7Mp7O0A/s320/christmas+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283227664141242466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVHLkZyn0GI/AAAAAAAABR8/sOAiGSeblFo/s320/christmas+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This morning...&lt;/span&gt; I pulled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt; on her sled around the neighborhood to deliver Christmas gifts. It made me tired, but it fit right in with our theme of the day. We thought it might be fun to have an 'old fashioned Christmas celebration'. We spent the evening without electronics and just enjoyed some quiet time together. Derrick took the kids sledding again while I got everything ready. We decorated gingerbread men, had a nice dinner by candlelight, played Christmas songs on the piano, and we even made vinegar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;taffy&lt;/span&gt;. I really hate making that stuff. But we did it, and I even have the blisters to prove it! But since it was an old fashioned celebration, I didn't even pull the camera out. It was interesting though to see how well the kids got along without any of the distractions we usually allow into our home. &lt;/p&gt;Now the kiddies are in bed, I'm back on the computer (while watching Prison Break), and gearing up for tomorrow. I'm not sure what we'll do to keep ourselves in the spirit of Christmas. Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta run. I'm VERY tired. Merry Christmas!&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/2933133368582684329-6586999938994169649?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6586999938994169649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6586999938994169649' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6586999938994169649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6586999938994169649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-week-full-of-christmas-time.html' title='A Week Full of Christmas Fun'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SVHG4ajDt6I/AAAAAAAABRc/ZArIZT3p9xM/s72-c/christmas+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1205296287019942090</id><published>2008-12-18T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:20:14.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions, Questions, Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt; is an inquisitive little girl. And she doesn't just want to ask questions....she &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; wants an answer. And not just a kid answer. She wants the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; answer. Yesterday's questions included...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mom, how did you know when there was a baby in your tummy anyways?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What are these for?' (pointing to feminine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hygiene&lt;/span&gt; products in the bathroom) and then...&lt;br /&gt;'How do you use them?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How does your body give Desmond milk?'&lt;br /&gt;'Can mine do that?'&lt;br /&gt;'Why not?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last, but certainly not least...&lt;br /&gt;'Mom, how come your tummy is still big if the baby isn't in there any more?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love kids! Sometimes I feel like I'm under a magnifying glass, and nothing will go unnoticed. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-1205296287019942090?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1205296287019942090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=1205296287019942090' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1205296287019942090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1205296287019942090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/questions-questions-questions.html' title='Questions, Questions, Questions'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-5544042017501191055</id><published>2008-12-09T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:48:45.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend, Glenn.</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I actually freshened up my makeup (and even put on some lip gloss) for a little trip down to the mall. We've been waiting for this night for at least a month. After all, it's not every night that my friend Glenn comes to town. I'm referring to Glenn Beck. He was visiting the local Deseret Book to sign his new book, 'The Christmas Sweater'. I guess I figured that living here in Pocatello, there might not be a lot of people who would show up to see him. I thought he might feel bad. So I wanted to make sure he felt welcome in Poky. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Besides, Jenna, I really wanted to get you a copy of his book and have him write a note to Raef inside.) &lt;/span&gt;When we got there, the mall seemed pretty empty, and I was really starting to worry...Until we turned the corner, and found that the line to see my friend Glenn, went all the way through and out of the entire mall. No, we don't exactly have a large mall...but still...the line must have been several blocks long. CRAZY!!! So, no, I didn't get to meet Glenn, shake his hand, or even SEE him...since the entrance to Deseret Book was blocked with security. But at least he felt welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278021976622037394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/ST9NBglC-ZI/AAAAAAAABRA/atQgH0i2EH0/s320/GlennBeck-CNN-11152006-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps....I know Glenn isn't&lt;em&gt; really&lt;/em&gt; my friend.  I mean, I'm not dillusional...well, not &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-5544042017501191055?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5544042017501191055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=5544042017501191055' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5544042017501191055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/5544042017501191055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-friend-glenn.html' title='My Friend, Glenn.'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/ST9NBglC-ZI/AAAAAAAABRA/atQgH0i2EH0/s72-c/GlennBeck-CNN-11152006-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4970131007626017688</id><published>2008-12-08T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:14:16.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12:12</title><content type='html'>Crappers.  It's 12:12, and I'm still on the computer!  The good news is, Desmond has been sleeping through the night.  Saturday, he slept until 8:30 since we were all asleep and it stayed quiet!  How cool is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed I go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-4970131007626017688?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4970131007626017688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4970131007626017688' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4970131007626017688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4970131007626017688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/1212.html' title='12:12'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6718586682055433617</id><published>2008-12-08T22:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:56:32.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta be quick. I promised myself I'd be in bed by midnight and I've only got 15 minutes. Mandi sent me some pictures tonight that I want to throw on. It turns out that over Thanksgiving, while I had all the little (and medium sized) kids out on our adventure to Little Mountain, the big kids (and really big kids) were having an adventure of their own. They took 4-wheelers up Oxford Peak. I'd pick hiking over 4-wheeling, but I sure can't beat the view they managed to get! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277679078278025650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/ST4VKMtF0bI/AAAAAAAABQo/rvdJGWJh3gk/s320/fishing+08+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277679067224681954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/ST4VJjhxLeI/AAAAAAAABQg/vRBl-zBFb4E/s320/fishing+08+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277679095914634242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/ST4VLOZ_HAI/AAAAAAAABQ4/xiDGXNUXJsE/s320/fishing+08+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277679065031402066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/ST4VJbW2YlI/AAAAAAAABQY/wGWtBgGJN3E/s320/fishing+08+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277679088189651218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/ST4VKxoNORI/AAAAAAAABQw/SAnv443GGtY/s320/fishing+08+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think they froze their butts off. But holy cow! Check out that view!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(It's 11:55...off to bed!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-6718586682055433617?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6718586682055433617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6718586682055433617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6718586682055433617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6718586682055433617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/gotta-be-quick.html' title=''/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/ST4VKMtF0bI/AAAAAAAABQo/rvdJGWJh3gk/s72-c/fishing+08+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-3681096196775133815</id><published>2008-12-04T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:27:14.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Roll</title><content type='html'>I think I must be on a roll. I mean, posting 3 blogs in just 3 days??? But Nicky just emailed me these pictures from Thanksgiving, and I'm going to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are all taken over Thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STg6I89Pm_I/AAAAAAAABD0/295vBYnTkwU/s1600-h/novemb+and+Dec+%2708+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276030888940903410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STg6I89Pm_I/AAAAAAAABD0/295vBYnTkwU/s320/novemb+and+Dec+%2708+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt; had a great time hanging out with her cousins.  And the weather was AWESOME! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276030881213629058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STg6IgK6woI/AAAAAAAABDs/kDWoD7HcXzo/s320/novemb+and+Dec+%2708+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276031551139263122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STg6vf1ospI/AAAAAAAABD8/WTuoLzHSiCI/s320/novemb+and+Dec+%2708+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tannon&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276031553109155730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STg6vnLS35I/AAAAAAAABEE/J0Bje9kkyz8/s320/novemb+and+Dec+%2708+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276031561742125202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STg6wHVjiJI/AAAAAAAABEM/HPRGbt8znAk/s320/novemb+and+Dec+%2708+051crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And Desmond too.  (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kamden&lt;/span&gt; and Desmond.  I think Des &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; be catching up, a little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276030878266412978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STg6IVMPz7I/AAAAAAAABDk/yxs5Km174y4/s320/novemb+and+Dec+%2708+029crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;infamous&lt;/em&gt;  after dinner football game.  The good new is, nobody got injured this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STg6IfBYRuI/AAAAAAAABDc/Gxq1YWeuXzM/s1600-h/novemb+and+Dec+%2708+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276030880905184994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STg6IfBYRuI/AAAAAAAABDc/Gxq1YWeuXzM/s320/novemb+and+Dec+%2708+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276030871005141810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STg6H6JBmzI/AAAAAAAABDU/lpSeKkhV0yw/s320/novemb+and+Dec+%2708+015crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I bet Derrick will like this picture.  I think Skyler has a poster that kinda looks like this in him room...only the guy is in football gear, weighs about 100 pounds more than Derrick, and probably gets paid to play football!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's all.  Thanks for the pics Nicky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-3681096196775133815?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3681096196775133815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=3681096196775133815' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3681096196775133815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3681096196775133815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-roll.html' title='On a Roll'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STg6I89Pm_I/AAAAAAAABD0/295vBYnTkwU/s72-c/novemb+and+Dec+%2708+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-3401899307647943462</id><published>2008-12-02T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:40:46.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Other than Skyler's birthday post this morning, I haven't posted for a while. I've been a very busy girl! So here's what's happened since my last post...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*We put up the Christmas tree, and yes, I re-decorated it when the kids went to school. I just can't help myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275392968687334626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX19G0ztOI/AAAAAAAABCM/qC2TXZRdAbs/s320/december+08+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275392965582546290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX187QkZXI/AAAAAAAABCE/ILr1uji_ntE/s320/december+08+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275392958985328834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX18irq2MI/AAAAAAAABB8/xx1OLAorNVY/s320/december+08+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*We went to my mom's house for Thanksgiving. We probably overstayed our welcome, but it was just so nice to get away for a couple of days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I went and saw Twilight with Mandi and Nicky. It's always nice to get out for a while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I think I consumed at least 2 pounds of turkey, and a whole pie when you count all the leftovers. It was yummy. &lt;em&gt;Really&lt;/em&gt; yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I was given a little extra church calling. I was just working in the library. Now I get to do the ward bulletin and the ward web site too. I guess if they're going to kick me out of Young Women's, they better make it something good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I conquered the declined sit ups. Still not loving them, but they don't bring tears to my eyes anymore! Just as a side note...people who prefer c-sections are NUTS! But that's just my humble opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I conceded the battle, and let Derrick off the hook with Christmas lights this year. He hates putting them on the house, so this year I gave in and he just put a few on the trees outside. That's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Easier clean-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I've felt the need to document and photograph every single second of Desmond's life. Isn't there a movie about that?  I think it's called the Truman Story with Jim Carey.  It's not such a bad idea, really.  Des is just growing up so fast. I think he's doubled in size now and it's going by much too fast. I don't want to forget any of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275392981642377154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX193Fh98I/AAAAAAAABCc/DFRxZgd6DOo/s320/december+08+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275392974676885938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX19dI1AbI/AAAAAAAABCU/Mb_v6nHHD0g/s320/december+08+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I've done at least 30 batches of laundry. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I've done almost all of my Christmas shopping...mostly on line. It's like getting Christmas twice. It's so exciting to find packages at my door. I get to open them up and now I'll get to wrap them for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I've visited Costco at least a half dozen times. It's my other favorite place to Christmas shop. Entertainment is somewhat limited in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pocatello&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I took the kids (nieces and nephews included) on a hike up 'Little Mountain'. Derrick was gone 4-wheeling up to Oxford peak, and I felt the need to get out and move a little, after the whole 2 pounds of Turkey and everything! Anyways, there's a pretty cool cave, and we found a skull on the mountain. We weren't sure what it belonged to, but since I came home and looked up pictures on google, I've decided it was a very BIG rat. Nice, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275397008863612498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX5oRp5TlI/AAAAAAAABDE/ch5ndui1q_M/s320/pictures%25202007-2008%2520269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275397007852137554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX5oN4vbFI/AAAAAAAABCs/saXT0zmb5KM/s320/pictures%25202007-2008%2520272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275397008230718738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX5oPTAHRI/AAAAAAAABC0/yhmEnoSZoM4/s320/pictures%25202007-2008%2520271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275397136934983218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX5vuwfVjI/AAAAAAAABDM/0VUyhbQE8Zo/s320/pictures%25202007-2008%2520268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275397010944923538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX5oZaHl5I/AAAAAAAABC8/e0V3MY5OfTQ/s320/pictures%25202007-2008%2520270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; home from school to help me get things done. I think I deserve a 'mother of the year' award. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, maybe not...but I could at least write a book on great parenting, right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*We painted 2 bedrooms. And we almost did it without any major problems. That is, until I was just finishing cleaning up, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt; tripped over a full bucket of paint...spilling it ALL on the carpet. I couldn't get too mad, since the last time I painted I did the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I've watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; Panda a dozen times with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt;. It makes me laugh every time. Last night though...'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shrek&lt;/span&gt; the Halls' moved up to the top of her list. I prefer the panda.&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;&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; about cleaning the storage room. I even took a picture so that when I was done, I could post a 'before and after' picture. I never got around to the 'after' picture, since it still looks exactly the same. It's the thought that counts, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275397001092528674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX5n0tH-iI/AAAAAAAABCk/jGcIY8ZhPQU/s320/december+08+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So that's about it! I'm all caught up!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's only 8:30!&lt;/em&gt; &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/2933133368582684329-3401899307647943462?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3401899307647943462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=3401899307647943462' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3401899307647943462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3401899307647943462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch Up'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STX19G0ztOI/AAAAAAAABCM/qC2TXZRdAbs/s72-c/december+08+057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-3417814006103961608</id><published>2008-12-02T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T07:49:50.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirteen Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275219739382427618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STVYZ1YEr-I/AAAAAAAABBs/WkzbplGkh4M/s320/december+08+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Skyler turned 13 years old on Sunday. Time sure flies! For his birthday, we had his favorite dinner (chicken alfredo and bread sticks) and then he opted for a giant skookie rather than a birthday cake. It was yummy. Thanks to Derrick's parents for coming up to celebrate with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Skyler's birthday gift, we helped him upgrade his room to a 'teenage room' rather than a 'kid room'. We painted, bought him a new dresser, got a new bedspread and curtains, and framed some sports 'motivational' posters. The most exciting part was putting in a giant magnet board in the section of his wall that is recessed in. It's about 8 feet across and 4 feet tall. It's pretty cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As long as I'm on the Skyler topic, I gotta brag on him a little. He's such a good kid, and is very quickly growing into a great 'guy'!   He is extremely talented with his piano playing and his academics, and is able to do really well in basketball (he's a real hustler), art, and many other things. Skyler is currently reading the Book of Mormon for the 3rd time. I'm pretty proud of that. He has an understanding of the scripture stories that is amazing, and is so good at recalling them.   I think he gets that from Derrick.  He'll be a great missionary, I'm sure. When people see Skyler, they remember him for his curly hair, but my favorite thing about him is his laugh. It seems like the older he gets, we get to hear him laugh less and less, but it's absolutely contagious and I love it! That's probably why I love the picture that I'm going to post so well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday Skyler! We love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275219749447460178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STVYaa3w5VI/AAAAAAAABB0/Vi0EBv9g35Y/s320/0572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&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/2933133368582684329-3417814006103961608?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3417814006103961608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=3417814006103961608' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3417814006103961608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3417814006103961608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/thirteen-years.html' title='Thirteen Years!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/STVYZ1YEr-I/AAAAAAAABBs/WkzbplGkh4M/s72-c/december+08+054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-83377470688474737</id><published>2008-11-21T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:20:01.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SSbrk12eHDI/AAAAAAAABBk/ZERdfvDMC20/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271159432047107122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SSbrk12eHDI/AAAAAAAABBk/ZERdfvDMC20/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'm really having trouble coming up with anything to write about these days, I'm very willing to fulfill the tags I receive. This one is a husband tag. Derrick and I are about to celebrate (ha ha) our 14th anniversary in December. Why the ha ha??? Well, because we NEVER actually celebrate our anniversary! The first couple of years, we tried because we thought we were supposed to, but that eventually wore off. One year, we both completely forgot! When he finally remembered, I pretended as though I hadn't forgotten too. Our justification....'We should show our love to eachother every single day of the year! Not just once a year, on our anniversary!' So ya, I'll go ahead and wish Derrick a happy anniversary while I'm remembering! And now back to the topic at hand...the 'husband tag'. I learned so much about Jordan and Maria in reading there's, so here goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Full name: Derrick Lamont Swaner. He's named after his grandpa, Lamont Harris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. How long have you been married? 14 years on December 16th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. How long did you date? Tricky question. We dated for about 6 weeks before his mission, and then two months after his mission before we got engaged. We were married 3 months later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Who eats the sweets? I like baked goodies and dark chocolate. Derrick likes candy (Dotts and licorice are his favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Who said "I love you" first? He did. That must be a scary move for a guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Who is taller? Ha, do I really need to answer that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Who is smarter? Depends on the subject. We each have our territories of brilliance and we both have our areas of complete ignorance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Who does the laundry? I'm not sure Derrick knows how to run the washing machine. But he helps me put the sheets on the bed sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Who pays the bills? I do. I hate it, but I do it...when I get around to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Doesn't matter. No preference either way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Who mows the lawn? I prefer to, but Derricks wants the boys to learn how to work. Sometimes I sneak out and re-mow it when they aren't here. Derrick does the trimming. The edger is too heavy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Who drives? Derrick. I have no sense of direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Who admits they are wrong? Both of us. But he's usually the one that's &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; wrong. ha ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Who kissed who first? He kissed me, of course! It all goes with being taught to NEVER call boys (or kiss them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Who asked out who first? Derrick asked me out. I was so very happy! The first summer we met, we spent almost every day together until he left on his mission. Then when he came home, we spent almost every day together until we got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17.Who wears the pants? I pretend to. Derrick usually lets me think I'm the boss, until there's something really important, and he'll take charge. I like that about him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Derrick is my six foot three, tough but tender, backpacking and hiking, movie loving, sometimes quirky, amazing and funny, 'tall dark and handsome', great example, talented and unselfish, husband and best friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it! Now I'll pass on the tag....to anyone who wants something to write about. But I'd love to hear from Victoria and Maryanne and anyone else! Have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-83377470688474737?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/83377470688474737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=83377470688474737' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/83377470688474737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/83377470688474737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/since-im-really-having-trouble-coming.html' title='Husband Tag'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SSbrk12eHDI/AAAAAAAABBk/ZERdfvDMC20/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-2034518557140329274</id><published>2008-11-12T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:08:42.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I Miss Something?</title><content type='html'>I was driving in the car today...and realized something.  Actually, I realized a few things.  I feel like I missed something, because it all just snuck up on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First...I realized that I am the mother of a teenage boy, who is now taller than me, and wears a size 10 1/2 shoe!  When did that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second...I have gray hairs.  I'm not going to say any more, other than...It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third...I have 5 children!  Only middle-aged people have 5 children! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth...I've been married for almost 14 years.  Derrick should be translated for dealing with me for that long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth...I have 5 children! ....oh, I already said that!  Sorry!  But seriously...I know 'how' that happened, but HOW did that happen???  Shouldn't we have to fill out an application or something to be a parent to that many little spirits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that my thought today, besides wondering where the time is going....is that the time is going very quickly, and I ought to make the most of every minute!  I guess that means I ought to get off of the computer and go play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;polly&lt;/span&gt; pockets with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Myah&lt;/span&gt;, or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-2034518557140329274?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2034518557140329274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=2034518557140329274' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2034518557140329274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2034518557140329274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-i-miss-something.html' title='Did I Miss Something?'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-4029358203149084131</id><published>2008-11-08T07:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:46:21.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Peeps</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed that when we have babies, we give them the most ridiculous nicknames ever? Maybe it's because they can't really protest. While we were eating our Saturday morning waffles today, the kids were asking what their nicknames were when they were babies. I thought it was kind of funny to start listing them all...&lt;br /&gt;Skyler...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;uba&lt;br /&gt;Zac...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;eeWee&lt;br /&gt;Tannon...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;ipSqueak&lt;br /&gt;Myah...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;ippa&lt;br /&gt;Desmond...Little &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;rince&lt;br /&gt;And if you put them all together....they're my little &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;eeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I have some deep psychological connection to the letter &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;'P'&lt;/span&gt; that I never knew about. I mean, my favorite show is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;rison Break, I love &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;otatoes and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;ancakes, and I even love bacon and sausage (aka '&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;ork' which comes from &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;igs), and I'm sure if I really thought about it there may be more! So what is it with the letter&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'P'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anyways?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-4029358203149084131?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4029358203149084131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=4029358203149084131' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4029358203149084131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/4029358203149084131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-little-peeps.html' title='My Little Peeps'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1613076361377641648</id><published>2008-11-06T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:22:38.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRIVATE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I've been meaning to do it for a long time, but today is the day! I've gone private. You know, just to be safe. I would really hate to put these cute little people in any danger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265585583803061298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SRMeMLD_1DI/AAAAAAAABA0/GAqHhUYQcVs/s320/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Shaleece, for the ksl link....I'm going to pass it on.  It's just a story about blogging safely!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=4699330"&gt;http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=4699330&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-1613076361377641648?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1613076361377641648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=1613076361377641648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1613076361377641648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1613076361377641648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/private.html' title='PRIVATE!!!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SRMeMLD_1DI/AAAAAAAABA0/GAqHhUYQcVs/s72-c/124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1087063447114339620</id><published>2008-11-04T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:44:15.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote Vote Vote</title><content type='html'>Free speech. Why is it that one side of the free speech isle can make those of us on the other side feel.....silly, dumb, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bigots&lt;/span&gt;, wrong...(and the list goes on)? Sometimes I get to feeling like I don't have the right to voice my opinion just because the 'other side' is so verbal about theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I learned a lesson from my nieces. They made me proud. They live in the great state of California, and don't have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; of being quiet about their beliefs. They've had to stare the 'other side of the isle' straight in the eyes and stay true to their beliefs! They've done everything from making phone calls to registered voters, to standing by the street holding signs. I'm sure that they had all sorts of nice and not so nice reactions to that! Way to go girls!!! It seems like when we're teenagers, being popular is oh so important, and I'm sure that their point of view probably isn't very popular among their peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny that people all over the country are so worked up over this. I hear that the Idaho and Utah Mormons are 'involving themselves' in something that's not our concern, yet the person who I hear this from lives in New York. So I guess that New Yorkers have a right to care, but not those of us in little ole' Idaho. Funny how that works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we had this same vote in Nevada a few years ago, we were asked to go door to door. Not because we wanted to convince our neighbors one way or another, but because the way the proposition was worded on the ballet, was very confusing (on accident? I don't think so), and was stated in a way that would favor the vote for changing the definition of marriage. How do you just change a definition anyways? I'm going to post a couple pics of these awesome nieces (borrowed from Nicky).  So my goals today...go vote, and to NEVER let fear get in the way of my beliefs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264855001070431666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SRCFuqS97bI/AAAAAAAABAs/kbruOw1aMrA/s320/Shay_Prop_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264855001910076226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SRCFutbJ40I/AAAAAAAABAk/jglwW42k9i4/s320/Karlie_Prop_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264854993871498850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SRCFuPem7mI/AAAAAAAABAc/pcd3gICUc_k/s320/IMGP7524cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all! I'll get off of my soap box (for now).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-1087063447114339620?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1087063447114339620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=1087063447114339620' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1087063447114339620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/1087063447114339620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/free-speech.html' title='Vote Vote Vote'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SRCFuqS97bI/AAAAAAAABAs/kbruOw1aMrA/s72-c/Shay_Prop_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-6464509861451978402</id><published>2008-10-31T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:59:55.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged. I got a quirky tag today....name 6 things about myself that are quirky. Maybe I should ask Derrick. He probably has a list a mile long. But I'll do my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;Door knobs&lt;/em&gt;. I have issues with doorknobs. My house may not always be super clean, but you can count on my doorknobs being cleaned on a very regular basis. I wash my hands twice in the bathroom. Once after I flush, so that I won't get any germs on the doorknob, and once after I open the door, in case anyone else touched it without washing first. I also take my bottle of Lysol around at least once a day and wash the doorknobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Feet&lt;/em&gt;. I don't like feet at all. I especially don't like my own feet. When I was in Junior High and High School P.E. and they made us take off our shoes for something, I just about died. I just really don't like feet. I think Derrick (and my dad) may be the only guy EVER to touch my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Sand&lt;/em&gt;. I have a fear of sand in my food. When we go to the beach, and I see a little person put their hand in the bag of chips, I'm done. The thought of biting into a chip and feeling that sand grit between my teeth, just sends me through the roof. It's worse than fingernails on a chalkboard. Last time we went to the beach, we ate in the car before we got out. Just to prevent the sand thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;Music&lt;/em&gt;. I listen to music only for the beat. Sometimes I'll be singing a song that I have really always liked, and Derrick looks at me with complete shock. He then asks me if I know what I'm singing, and of course, I have no clue. I've never thought about it. When he tells me what the song is talking about, it usually makes me blush. I've had to delete some songs off of my ipod. It's a shame, since they had such a great beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;Smell&lt;/em&gt;. I have a super strong sense of smell. I can smell something and have memories flood back from my childhood. It's probably the reason we don't have a pet. Even a clean dog still smells like a dog to me. It doesn't bother me when other people have pets (to a point), but I just can't do it myself. I have 4 boys, that's bad enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;Memory&lt;/em&gt;. I think I remember everyone I've ever met. Not that they remember me. I just don't forget people. I remember the smallest details of conversations we've had. I usually remember their name too. I can't remember what we had for dinner last night, and I almost always forget to make it to doctors and dentists appointments, and it's almost scary how lost I can get because I forget which way I came from...but I NEVER forget people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it! So now I'll tag &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (you don't come across as a quirky person, so I'm dyeing to know), &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I'm laughing already), &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ruth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I've never really thought about your quirks), &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gabe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nicky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (yep, sister Campbell, that's you).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-6464509861451978402?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6464509861451978402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=6464509861451978402' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6464509861451978402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/6464509861451978402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-3579058705751885833</id><published>2008-10-31T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:26:05.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt...</title><content type='html'>Why am I feeling so guilty today???  This is the first time EVER in the history of my kids' education, since Skyler started preschool when he was 4, that I have NOT volunteered my services at a school Halloween party (at least one per year).  Shouldn't I feel as though I've earned the right to stay at home with the baby?  Why don't I feel that way?  I was determined to stay away this year and let some of the other mothers take it on, which I'm sure they are more than capable of....but then WHY do I feel guilty about it!?  I didn't even get asked to send cookies or anything!  Tannon's costume doesn't even require my assistance at school.  I wonder if I'll actually be able to stay away!  Probably not.  I guess it's most likely I'll see y'all (at least you Pocatello friends) at the school in a few hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-3579058705751885833?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3579058705751885833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=3579058705751885833' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3579058705751885833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/3579058705751885833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/guilt.html' title='Guilt...'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-2690033719274040506</id><published>2008-10-27T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:18:10.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beward Of Pride!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was a kid, I was always confused by the statement, 'Beware of Pride'. On the one hand, the scriptures tell us over and over that pride is bad, but on the other hand I always felt so warm and fuzzy when my parents told me that they were proud of me! I even remember once when President Benson came to our ward (since he was from my hometown, Whitney Idaho), and told us how proud he was of us! So which is it??? I guess now I know there are two kinds of pride. There's the kind that is bad, that makes us think we are above others, and perhaps even that we don't need our Heavenly Fathers help...and then there's the kind of pride that we take in ourselves and in our accomplishments...while recognizing the Lord's hand in those accomplishments! So this is what I'm proud of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud of my husband, and the way that he treats me. It's easy to feel like a 'queen' when my husband treats me as such! I'm really proud that his parents taught him that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that I know how to 'can' food. My mom taught me, and it's been such a great skill to have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*I'm proud that I can make my husband laugh. Granted, it's usually on accident when I do something really dorky, but laughing is the greatest thing ever, and I love to hear him laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that I can keep up with Derrick on a hike (normally), and I can even take my fair share of time carrying the baby back-pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that I have so many great friends. I think they really like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that I'm really a pretty darn good cook. I LOVE going to a restaurant, and then coming home and making up copy-cat recipes. I am especially proud that I am able to make healthy food taste really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that my kids eat vegetables. I have taken it as a challenge the last few years to get them to actually &lt;em&gt;like &lt;/em&gt;their veggies...and they do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that my boys can play the piano. Most days its a battle, but when I see that Skyler can play the hymns in priesthood, it's all worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that I'm smart. I may be a flake, but I'm really smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that Derrick and I can grow a garden (for the most part). I think it may be a necessity some day, and I'm so glad we know how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud to be a Latter Day Saint. I'm also proud that I have a testimony. I'm proud of my parents for teaching me, and helping me develop that testimony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that Derrick reads books. He loves classic literature. I think it's so important that boys see their dad reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud to have five wonderful kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that I chose being a mommy as my first priority. I want to go back to school some day, but this whole mommy thing is the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud of 'my girls'. I just got released from Young Women's, but I just love 'my girls' both here in Pocatello and in Vegas. It's so much fun to see some of the older ones getting married, and serving missions, etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud of Skyler's curly hair. He gets it from me. It's way cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud of my brothers and sisters (there are 8 of us!). It's so great to know that I always have people who care about me (even when I might not deserve it!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud of my nieces and nephews. They are some seriously great people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that we've been working on our food storage like crazy! Whether we'll ever use it or not doesn't really matter. We've already received the blessings just from being obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm proud that I'm not a selfish person. I love to serve others, and don't mind putting others ahead of me. I think I'm pretty sensitive to other's needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm totally proud to know that I am a daughter of God, and that he loves me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it! I'm so proud of so many things, and I'm so thankful for each of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-2690033719274040506?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2690033719274040506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=2690033719274040506' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2690033719274040506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2690033719274040506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/beward-of-pride.html' title='Beward Of Pride!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-8470246433525092081</id><published>2008-10-24T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:21:01.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a week of FIRSTS. It all started on Sunday morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tannon found his church shoes BY HIMSELF for the first time ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260924143240191218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SQKOonwbnPI/AAAAAAAAA4g/z_sP6MUE4kg/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was a miracle!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260935301959175522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SQKYyJOWzWI/AAAAAAAAA4o/bJ7VN9Gm7ZE/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Myah blowdried her own hair for the 1st time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260935307810001426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SQKYyfBTUhI/AAAAAAAAA4w/U69jTYjmdfQ/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Desmond sat in his Bumbo seat for the 1st time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260924136293468050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SQKOoN4NB5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Lwv5XAdPr2I/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260924128201836386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SQKOnvvAh2I/AAAAAAAAA4I/6tmYVgnXtug/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And so did Myah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260924137390968754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SQKOoR93j7I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/eMlEy2LO_dw/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I got to go for my 1st hike since Des was born (a very mild &amp;amp; very short hike, but it was better than nothing!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260939379653096194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SQKcff0WMwI/AAAAAAAAA5o/t7KGX0Gy4jM/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And I even got to shop at our brand new Pocatello Costco. I thought this day would never come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260937199164368914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SQKagk3UqBI/AAAAAAAAA44/P8zQL2hJnpw/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I even used Facebook for the FIRST time, and found old friends that I got to talk to for the FIRST time in 15 years!  How cool is that???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think all of our FIRSTS this week were good. Can I have SECONDS? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-8470246433525092081?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8470246433525092081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=8470246433525092081' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8470246433525092081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/8470246433525092081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-was-week-of-firsts.html' title=''/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SQKOonwbnPI/AAAAAAAAA4g/z_sP6MUE4kg/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-922201717526298846</id><published>2008-10-21T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T09:07:55.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pansy!!!</title><content type='html'>Boy, I sure sounded like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pansy&lt;/span&gt; yesterday! &lt;br /&gt;Today will be better.&lt;br /&gt;I just know it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-922201717526298846?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/922201717526298846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=922201717526298846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/922201717526298846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/922201717526298846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/pansy.html' title='Pansy!!!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-2485215394392723910</id><published>2008-10-20T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:59:02.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run Kelli, Run!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I ran.&lt;br /&gt;I really ran!&lt;br /&gt;It didn't feel good like it used to.&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried to do a declined sit up.&lt;br /&gt;It hurt.&lt;br /&gt;A lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2933133368582684329-2485215394392723910?l=foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2485215394392723910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2933133368582684329&amp;postID=2485215394392723910' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2485215394392723910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2933133368582684329/posts/default/2485215394392723910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverswanerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/run-kelli-run.html' title='Run Kelli, Run!'/><author><name>FAMILY FAMILY FAMILY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11369939483189851230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933133368582684329.post-1928863690360057651</id><published>2008-10-20T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:39:58.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Accomplished</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I made myself a goal this weekend. If only all of my goals were this easy! I promised myself I would get all of the kids pictures done, and a family shot too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways, we took the boys out Sunday afternoon and finished up our fall pictures. Here's a few of my faves. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Myah's&lt;/span&gt; are down a couple of posts, since I did her pics last week.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Skyler&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259240826741129010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyTqtIi_zI/AAAAAAAAA0A/sneajnE8zZU/s320/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259240799669516258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyTpISK9-I/AAAAAAAAAzw/9hULA9u8gtA/s320/0553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259240830758153618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyTq8GR7ZI/AAAAAAAAA0I/l_xzpVPKINg/s320/0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259240843413452674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyTrrPid4I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/BkJjZLbgmF8/s320/0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259241709587567746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyUeF_ilII/AAAAAAAAA0g/FESgPxR4c7k/s320/0572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259240805126689986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyTpcnQ1MI/AAAAAAAAAz4/8yPbDRqRP90/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zacary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259245533277323938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyX8qWOAqI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Y6-ZIgzKSkU/s320/097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259245527949512002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyX8Wf-DUI/AAAAAAAAA1A/56Vysk7kUs8/s320/0512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259245512853485042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyX7eQy9fI/AAAAAAAAA0w/t8JlkM2iCfE/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259245497999704450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyX6m7YQYI/AAAAAAAAA0o/X184qT7HAjI/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259246262743435346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyYnH0fiFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/5KUJAR905dk/s320/0502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259246259572844450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyYm8AkJ6I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Hk-YjrrCIwc/s320/0932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259247767994591026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BsqVoU4VAs/SPyZ-vUVZzI/AAAAAAAAA2A/awifso4-aaU/s320/0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /
