<?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-5581140638680755370</id><updated>2012-03-17T10:01:47.868-07:00</updated><category term='pot'/><category term='scratched'/><category term='fridge'/><category term='talk'/><category term='cocain'/><category term='wii active'/><category term='toothpaste'/><category term='cd'/><category term='30 day challenge'/><category term='halloween 2009 pumpkins albert einstein little bo peep dracula'/><category term='dvd'/><category term='drugs'/><category term='huffing'/><category term='kids'/><category term='meth'/><title type='text'>What in the World?</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes things don't go as planned, but keep your head up!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-7662493358873415654</id><published>2010-01-13T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:23:47.250-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wii active'/><title type='text'>A Redesign of the Fridge</title><content type='html'>Steve and I have been working to loose weight. For Christmas we got the Wii Active game, which by the way for us who tend to be lazy is quite the workout. We have started it out on low intensity for the first "30 day challenge" and it kicks our butts and we feel it the next day. In addition I'm trying to get all of us in the house to eat more healthy. It's not that we eat junk its that we don't eat enough fruits and veggies. We have them, they just don't get touched in the bottom drawer of our fridge. So that brought me to the idea of redesigning the fridge the way maybe perhaps it should be to get everyone to choose fruits and veggies over other things in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here it goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;top THEN milk/drinks/yogurt NOW veggies/fruit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;middle THEN eggs/left overs NOW milk/juices/yogurt/eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bottom THEN some veggies/fruit and whatever else NOW leftovers/whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 381px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426473362121741074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/S060xaxi0xI/AAAAAAAAAiA/42VsZ8-Mvd4/s400/fridge+1.jpg" /&gt;veggies &amp;amp; fruit on the top :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426473370969978546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/S060x7vINrI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-7uFmNkHoyI/s400/fridge+2.jpg" /&gt;the top meat drawer is now pre-cut veggies and fruit to snack on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(meat and cheeses are now where the veggies use to be in the bottom drawer hidden away)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426473365189700066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/S060xmNAKeI/AAAAAAAAAiI/KFDEXwE24DM/s400/fridge+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-7662493358873415654?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/7662493358873415654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2010/01/redesign-of-fridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7662493358873415654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7662493358873415654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2010/01/redesign-of-fridge.html' title='A Redesign of the Fridge'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/S060xaxi0xI/AAAAAAAAAiA/42VsZ8-Mvd4/s72-c/fridge+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-3037163981431498213</id><published>2009-12-02T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:35:17.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoo Hoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SxcVve8gUWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YgSQE3vf98k/s1600-h/wbe906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410817382813815138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SxcVve8gUWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YgSQE3vf98k/s400/wbe906.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have lost 1 pant size! I'm down to a size 12 which I haven't been for a long time. Although I haven't lost any weight I'll take a smaller pant size. I must be doing something right. Trying to watch calorie intake and getting into exercising has been helping hopefully this will be the start of many pounds lost to come. :) My exercise routine is a few sit ups, leg lifts, squats, jumping jacks, jump rope, and the dreaded push ups. For aerobics I play Dance Dance Revolution for at least an hour. The game says I burn about 300 calories in an hour. I'm trying to work harder to burn more calories in an hour. Well we will see what happens in the next month or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-3037163981431498213?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/3037163981431498213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/12/whoo-hoo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3037163981431498213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3037163981431498213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/12/whoo-hoo.html' title='Whoo Hoo!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SxcVve8gUWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YgSQE3vf98k/s72-c/wbe906.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-2712656673795608085</id><published>2009-11-19T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:34:10.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toothpaste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scratched'/><title type='text'>Can't Believe It Worked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SwY3c4X3InI/AAAAAAAAAhw/oWNRtGs-ADc/s1600/scratched+dvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406069372013191794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SwY3c4X3InI/AAAAAAAAAhw/oWNRtGs-ADc/s400/scratched+dvd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was looking on the Internet for ways to fix scratched DVDs and Cd's, most things I found sounded absolutely ridiculous and there was no way I was going to try them. Then I came across cleaning your DVD or CD with toothpaste. Still sounded ridiculous but I had about 10 DVDs that the kids had overly loved and needed to be fixed or replaced. So I gave it a go. What you do is put about a pea size amount of toothpaste on the DVD and rub it in like your buffing it, then rinse and dry. It worked so far on every DVD I did this to. We had some really bad one that would play for 5 seconds then skip play for 5 seconds then skip. After doing this I watched the whole movie to make sure it worked and they all played like new with not a single skip. If you have scratched DVDs I would give this a shot, so worth the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-2712656673795608085?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/2712656673795608085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-believe-it-worked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2712656673795608085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2712656673795608085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-believe-it-worked.html' title='Can&apos;t Believe It Worked!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SwY3c4X3InI/AAAAAAAAAhw/oWNRtGs-ADc/s72-c/scratched+dvd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-2155917135052281333</id><published>2009-11-17T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T07:42:56.031-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huffing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cocain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>Lets Talk About Drugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SwLBpJP0E8I/AAAAAAAAAho/Q8wmDC_wBQs/s1600/ewe+druggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405095415399060418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SwLBpJP0E8I/AAAAAAAAAho/Q8wmDC_wBQs/s400/ewe+druggie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night for family night we sat down with the kids and talked about drugs. We started by asking them what they knew about drugs. Sable said cigarettes, and how they made a promise to their PE teacher to never smoke. &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/font&gt; listed off cigarettes, alcohol, marijuana, cocaine. So scary to hear those words from a 9 year old mouth. He didn't really know what they were just that they are bad for you and you shouldn't do them. We asked if he knew how they made people react and behave and he said they do stupid stuff. Then I asked if he knew what an addiction is. He said yes but he couldn't tell me, so I the way I explained that was that when your addicted to a drug you feel that you must have it and you'll just go crazy if you don't, that's when you start behaving really bad and doing things like beating people up for money and selling your most prized possessions for money like your &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XBOX&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PSP&lt;/font&gt;. That did the trick, sell his video games to feel stupid on drugs NO WAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now all that was great for drug talk but we were not done, we went over the difference between illegal and legal drugs and things that aren't drugs at all. Its the legal drugs and the things that aren't drugs that scare me because they are easier to get a hold of in any one's house. We asked him if he knew some legal drugs, like Tylenol, aspirin, and cough syrup. He asked why we give him those, and of course we told him because they are OK if you follow the directions otherwise they can be just as bad as cocaine or &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meth&lt;/font&gt;. We continued to ask him about non drugs, I gave him hint of smelling. He guessed it, he said how kids were talking about sniffing sharpie markers. We talked more about spray paint, and other huffing and what it does to your body. Steve talked about how it suffocates your brain. We also reminded the kids why you don't take stuff from strangers including stickers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To seal the deal we showed the kids these pictures of drug users, yes we showed Sable too. I wanted a vivid image to be printed in their head to remind them not to do drugs. We also told the kids that they can come and talk to us about drugs anytime. &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall's&lt;/font&gt; response was, "I thought I would get in trouble if I talked about drugs." WHAT???? NO NO NO YOU WILL NEVER GET IN TROUBLE FOR TALKING ABOUT DRUGS WITH US! PLEASE ALWAYS COME TO US ANYTIME YOU HAVE A QUESTION OR CONCERN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crystalrecovery.com/Pages/MethUsers.html"&gt;http://www.crystalrecovery.com/Pages/MethUsers.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joelmackey.com/entertainment/shocking/methmouth.html"&gt;http://www.joelmackey.com/entertainment/shocking/methmouth.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-2155917135052281333?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/2155917135052281333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-talk-about-drugs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2155917135052281333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2155917135052281333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-talk-about-drugs.html' title='Lets Talk About Drugs'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SwLBpJP0E8I/AAAAAAAAAho/Q8wmDC_wBQs/s72-c/ewe+druggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-1483835422182833626</id><published>2009-10-31T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:55:30.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween 2009 pumpkins albert einstein little bo peep dracula'/><title type='text'>Halloween 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Today was a great day! We started by carving the rest of our pumpkins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Sable's 3 eye 2 nose 1 mouth with 1 tooth pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399005194251358722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0ennfXUgI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1749geSjAsY/s400/halloween+003.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cyclops&lt;/span&gt; pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399002968740759650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0cmE0SiGI/AAAAAAAAAf8/f2_poXoiSns/s400/halloween+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall's&lt;/span&gt; pumpkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399005167126661874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0emCcVSvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/kawS05hkpEo/s400/halloween+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pumpkin he painted, it had froze and thawed, the top was getting mushy so we didn't want to open it up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399007339087481138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0gkdoJSTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/44Bt25zuzJA/s400/halloween+016.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Here are mine that Steve had gutted for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399005182680371042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0em8YoD2I/AAAAAAAAAgU/7JnLIMKXBis/s400/halloween+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399005171479287410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0emSqFFnI/AAAAAAAAAgM/2V9lYqtyMlQ/s400/halloween+005.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Now to the costumes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sable was Little Bo Peep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399002951254757842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0clDrTUdI/AAAAAAAAAfs/P58bWbx1dbo/s400/halloween+013.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; was Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399002962853186850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0clu4lTSI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Nbcfo8U7-5g/s400/halloween+002.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; My nephew Codie was Dracula and came trick or treating with us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399008819343423650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0h6oAqeKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/qFly3uGEoNo/s400/halloween+015.JPG" /&gt;Here was the Halloween snow man that the boys made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399002946244962034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0ckxA35vI/AAAAAAAAAfk/LMyPhwR-MbU/s400/halloween+011.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; And Sable posing like a little ham next to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399002941068003410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0ckdulyFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/whpFbHC5T0k/s400/halloween+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then of course the kids went trick or treating and brought home some good candy loot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-1483835422182833626?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/1483835422182833626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1483835422182833626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1483835422182833626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-2009.html' title='Halloween 2009'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Su0ennfXUgI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1749geSjAsY/s72-c/halloween+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-7821970249309513522</id><published>2009-10-29T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:53:37.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day!</title><content type='html'>It all started on Tuesday night, continued through Wednesday where my kids school district was one of the few that did not close. But here we are on Thursday and its an official snow day. The kids are so excited to go play in the snow with all their friends. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sable decided to start by laying in it... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398077533087232210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SunS6oWucNI/AAAAAAAAAe8/CUEUJJXmp8Q/s400/halloween+%26+snow+2009+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; found a huge icicle, I had to ask him to please stop licking it ewe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398081074325289890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SunWIwfq-6I/AAAAAAAAAfU/lZNncgFcarY/s400/halloween+%26+snow+2009+025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bernie couldn't wait to go run &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;throughout&lt;/span&gt; the yard, he loves the snow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398080580443487298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SunVsApEvEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/GLLiZCegex4/s400/halloween+%26+snow+2009+021.JPG" /&gt;Peanut was just as excited as Bernie but didn't last very long without her coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is her pick me up, pick me up!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SunS5Wj9iBI/AAAAAAAAAek/mTA3dfjtoXs/s1600-h/halloween+%26+snow+2009+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398077511131039762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SunS5Wj9iBI/AAAAAAAAAek/mTA3dfjtoXs/s400/halloween+%26+snow+2009+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-7821970249309513522?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/7821970249309513522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7821970249309513522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7821970249309513522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SunS6oWucNI/AAAAAAAAAe8/CUEUJJXmp8Q/s72-c/halloween+%26+snow+2009+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-4074383346309655091</id><published>2009-10-23T14:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:29:29.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Job Sable!</title><content type='html'>I'm so proud of Sable for getting a good citizen award! We missed the ceremony on Tuesday because of her being sick, oh well maybe next time.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SuIfara5f8I/AAAAAAAAAec/7pvkUf4lsnQ/s1600-h/sable+good+citizen+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395909846735880130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SuIfara5f8I/AAAAAAAAAec/7pvkUf4lsnQ/s400/sable+good+citizen+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SuIfZb3h2MI/AAAAAAAAAeU/F9-tgqhDLnM/s1600-h/sable+good+citizen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395909825381128386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SuIfZb3h2MI/AAAAAAAAAeU/F9-tgqhDLnM/s400/sable+good+citizen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SuIfYyM5MPI/AAAAAAAAAeM/FPdOF3BjjgU/s1600-h/firehouse+free.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395909814196449522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SuIfYyM5MPI/AAAAAAAAAeM/FPdOF3BjjgU/s400/firehouse+free.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/5581140638680755370-4074383346309655091?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/4074383346309655091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-job-sable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/4074383346309655091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/4074383346309655091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-job-sable.html' title='Good Job Sable!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SuIfara5f8I/AAAAAAAAAec/7pvkUf4lsnQ/s72-c/sable+good+citizen+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-1965184061200125287</id><published>2009-10-23T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:13:39.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Days &amp; 2 Teeth</title><content type='html'>So this past week and a half had not been the most fun. It all started on Wednesday the 14&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a call from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall's&lt;/span&gt; teacher that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; was complaining about his head hurting and how he just didn't seem like himself and that he had been to the nurses office twice already and they sent him back to class both times, so I told her I would be there soon anyway to drop Sable off and then I could take a look at him. When I got there I asked the office lady if she c&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ould&lt;/span&gt; call &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; to the office for me, because he had called complaining about his head hurting. As I'm talking to her the nurse sticks her head out and says she already checked him he's fine and that his temperature was only 99* and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why she sent him back to class. When &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; came in I looked at him and had decided that he needed to go home, his eyes were red and glossy, and of course mothers instinct kicks in and says ya he looks bad. He had also sat out for recess that day, he NEVER does this! So on Thursday he seemed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so he went to school, but on Friday he was about to leave for school, I took one look at him and told him your not going to school go lie down. I took his temperature and it was 102.5*. By Saturday he was better, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt;, never sick for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday we went shopping with my mom, about three hours into it I looked at Sable and said we needed to get home now, she wasn't looking so good. When we got home I checked her temperature and it was 102.9*. Later that night her temperature got higher and she was throwing up, coughing, and her throat was hurting. She only threw up the one night, but kept the temperature up and down between 101* - 103.9*. It hit 103.9* three times and that was the only time we gave her any Tylenol, and a half dose at that. Finally its Friday and her temperature is normal and she is going back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; for 1 day this week. She is so excited to do that. We have cookies for the class for snack being that her birthday is in 2 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was the 6 day part, well during the 6 days she also happen to loose her 2 front teeth. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395828688043882690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SuHVmnu3uMI/AAAAAAAAAeE/i51d_7XdNzo/s400/sable+2+teeth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-1965184061200125287?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/1965184061200125287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/6-days-2-teeth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1965184061200125287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1965184061200125287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/6-days-2-teeth.html' title='6 Days &amp; 2 Teeth'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SuHVmnu3uMI/AAAAAAAAAeE/i51d_7XdNzo/s72-c/sable+2+teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-4869343157412737966</id><published>2009-10-15T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:07:28.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 - 2010 School Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393029012666823442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/StfjUENhsxI/AAAAAAAAAd0/-pn6ZyFyfT4/s400/a+lyndall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393029020905082514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/StfjUi5rjpI/AAAAAAAAAd8/x07cp_yvXgM/s400/a+sable.jpg" /&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/5581140638680755370-4869343157412737966?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/4869343157412737966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/2009-2010-school-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/4869343157412737966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/4869343157412737966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/2009-2010-school-pictures.html' title='2009 - 2010 School Pictures'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/StfjUENhsxI/AAAAAAAAAd0/-pn6ZyFyfT4/s72-c/a+lyndall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-8225895891860737471</id><published>2009-10-13T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:44:04.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Pysical Fitness Award</title><content type='html'>This is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall's&lt;/span&gt; 3rd National Physical Fitness Award that he has earned while at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stukey&lt;/span&gt;. He is such a fit boy that this really doesn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; me, however I am happy all the same.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/StTz5f2TxOI/AAAAAAAAAds/2WhTXkAGkm0/s1600-h/national+physical+award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392202822996706530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/StTz5f2TxOI/AAAAAAAAAds/2WhTXkAGkm0/s400/national+physical+award.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-8225895891860737471?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/8225895891860737471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/national-pysical-fitness-award.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/8225895891860737471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/8225895891860737471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/national-pysical-fitness-award.html' title='National Pysical Fitness Award'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/StTz5f2TxOI/AAAAAAAAAds/2WhTXkAGkm0/s72-c/national+physical+award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-4691784247244868502</id><published>2009-10-13T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:04:40.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WoW!</title><content type='html'>I got a nice note from the teacher about Lyndall! Maybe there is still hope for the boy.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/StSy841tDNI/AAAAAAAAAdk/cx_5N_d-_nQ/s1600-h/dowding+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392131412988857554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/StSy841tDNI/AAAAAAAAAdk/cx_5N_d-_nQ/s400/dowding+card.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-4691784247244868502?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/4691784247244868502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/4691784247244868502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/4691784247244868502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow.html' title='WoW!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/StSy841tDNI/AAAAAAAAAdk/cx_5N_d-_nQ/s72-c/dowding+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-1024843084898951323</id><published>2009-09-02T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:53:10.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Contact With Lyndall's Teacher</title><content type='html'>This year I am trying something new with Lyndall and his teacher. We exchanged email addresses and now I know everything about whats going on at school with Lyndall's behavior. He always tells me how school was good and that nothing happened. Now when he comes home I say how was school and he looks at me to see if I have heard from his teacher. Like today, I asked how was school he says fine, I say oh really your teacher emailed me. Then he comes out with the truth. Which today was coloring on his chair and making a mess around his desk. Last week it was paper airplanes. He doesn't like the teacher email thing so much, I LOVE IT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-1024843084898951323?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/1024843084898951323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-contact-with-lyndalls-teacher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1024843084898951323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1024843084898951323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-contact-with-lyndalls-teacher.html' title='In Contact With Lyndall&apos;s Teacher'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-7792113211415066777</id><published>2009-08-26T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:30:08.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SpWbR17rA4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/_Nr2_iqrjz4/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 121px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374372461173998466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SpWbR17rA4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/_Nr2_iqrjz4/s400/books.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I had found myself bored while the kids were at school, so I signed up at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stukey&lt;/span&gt; library to be a parent volunteer. I have been having so much helping out. I get to check books in and out, file the books on the shelves, straighten shelves, and cover books. I only go in for the time that Sable is in school, so about 3 hours. There is one more parent that comes in only on Mondays for 1 hour. I think its great to have the parent help out, it gives the librarian more time with the kids when they need help finding a book. I have helped kids find books too. Tomorrow is Sable's library day and I will get to help her class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-7792113211415066777?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/7792113211415066777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-new-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7792113211415066777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7792113211415066777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-new-joy.html' title='My New Joy'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SpWbR17rA4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/_Nr2_iqrjz4/s72-c/books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-2727854500174148002</id><published>2009-08-23T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T10:28:07.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grounded For A Week!</title><content type='html'>I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; mad at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; the other day. It all started when we were leaving for my moms house and I couldn't find him anywhere. I saw one of his friends brothers and asked him where they were and he said they were in one of the alleys. I went over there and had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; get in the car, I told him he was not suppose to be over in this area and that I had been looking for him and couldn't find him. I was about to leave when I could smell cigarette smoke, I asked him for his hand, I smelled them and sure enough he smelled like cigarettes. I called out to his friend and told him to come over here and I smelled his hands too. I told him he better get to his house because that is where I'm headed. When I got there we all talked and came up with grounding them for a week. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; gets to do extra chores and the only thing he is aloud to do is read. Come to find out his friend stole the cigarettes from his parents and they were also lighting things on fire. I certainly hope that this will never happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is Steve and I had quit smoking in hopes that the kids would never smoke. So much for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-2727854500174148002?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/2727854500174148002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/grounded-for-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2727854500174148002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2727854500174148002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/grounded-for-week.html' title='Grounded For A Week!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-9220942116421564188</id><published>2009-08-19T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:46:29.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Of School 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371856046782948322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SoyqnP0II-I/AAAAAAAAAdM/-ktZVAdouVA/s400/lyndall+first+day+2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SoyqnkqamcI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vJN-e-ID9n8/s1600-h/sable+first+day+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371856052379359682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SoyqnkqamcI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vJN-e-ID9n8/s400/sable+first+day+2009+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't cry and my mom kept me busy by shopping while Sable went to her very first day of school ever. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ruanne&lt;/span&gt;, my mother in law, and my mom came with me today to take Sable to her first day of school. Steve had to work so I sent him a picture. She went in the school like a real trooper, just just like her brother did when he started kindergarten. She came out as happy as could be. She tells me she loves school. After school her and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; sat down together to do home work. She was very happy to have a conversation with him about school. She told him what she did and that she is going to music class tomorrow and can't wait. It was almost like she was trying to sound grown up talking to him. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; told her about his great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; day too. I must say kids do grow up way too fast, but I will continue to enjoy these moments as much as I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-9220942116421564188?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/9220942116421564188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/9220942116421564188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/9220942116421564188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school-2009.html' title='First Day Of School 2009'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SoyqnP0II-I/AAAAAAAAAdM/-ktZVAdouVA/s72-c/lyndall+first+day+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-8427313258304155584</id><published>2009-08-14T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:57:54.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cast Is Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SoY_KwqZ2tI/AAAAAAAAAdE/PQBA6aGrnMQ/s1600-h/lyndaal+splint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370049059779893970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SoY_KwqZ2tI/AAAAAAAAAdE/PQBA6aGrnMQ/s400/lyndaal+splint.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took Lyndall to the doctors today to get his full cast off and to get the half cast on. After looking at the x rays the doctor decided that his arm healed up very nicely and he wouldn't need the half cast. YAY! However they did give him a wrist brace to wear while playing for the next couple of weeks just to ensure that he doesn't re break it. At least its off just in time for school to start next week, and I don't have to smell it anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-8427313258304155584?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/8427313258304155584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/castis-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/8427313258304155584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/8427313258304155584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/castis-off.html' title='The Cast Is Off'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SoY_KwqZ2tI/AAAAAAAAAdE/PQBA6aGrnMQ/s72-c/lyndaal+splint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-7593399516160668812</id><published>2009-08-12T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:19:45.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Assessment</title><content type='html'>So today Sable went in for her kindergarten assessment. She impressed all the teachers and they could not believe that she never had a day of preschool and that maybe her parents are actually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;responsible&lt;/span&gt; for spending time with her. The test went great, so great in fact that they tested her a little further and discovered that she needs to be tested beyond what they had in the classroom. She to be tested again when school starts to see if  she is ready for the first grade. Yes the first grade. I ask myself this question, now why wouldn't they let her start kindergarten last year? Oh ya they said because of her age, and that she wouldn't be socially ready, even though all her friends are 2 months older than her and started last year. So we will see how things will go next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-7593399516160668812?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/7593399516160668812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/kindergarten-assessment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7593399516160668812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7593399516160668812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/kindergarten-assessment.html' title='Kindergarten Assessment'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-537736626999922259</id><published>2009-08-08T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:32:40.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crumpley Campout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went camping for a couple days with Steve's family. The food was great, the kids played so well together, and the company was truly the best. I thought it would be crazy and out of control, but I think for the most part it went smoothly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367799521777815298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5BOakUDwI/AAAAAAAAAc8/z76Pd8nxwU4/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+001.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Sable wearing my hat, which became her hat.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5BOJm778I/AAAAAAAAAc0/akK4fEoFz2w/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367799517225414594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5BOJm778I/AAAAAAAAAc0/akK4fEoFz2w/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+003.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids played hide and go seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5BN4C-WgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/dg0BCj1lYXw/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367799512511175170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5BN4C-WgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/dg0BCj1lYXw/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We shot bow and arrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5BNeoHOSI/AAAAAAAAAck/owIElXSndrE/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367799505687623970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5BNeoHOSI/AAAAAAAAAck/owIElXSndrE/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played uncountable games of ladder golf, which has got to be one of my favourite games to play now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5AjlnuH7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/PN64KIazz9g/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 395px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798786010521522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5AjlnuH7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/PN64KIazz9g/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More ladder golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5AjeFC0KI/AAAAAAAAAcU/iCdO_ie-iSc/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798783986028706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5AjeFC0KI/AAAAAAAAAcU/iCdO_ie-iSc/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They played in the dirt and rocks, this is their town with houses, a barn and some other stuff that they built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5AjBAHbYI/AAAAAAAAAcM/OnGhQV1x65o/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798776180731266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5AjBAHbYI/AAAAAAAAAcM/OnGhQV1x65o/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We put together bug jars and hunted for bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5Ai6U54zI/AAAAAAAAAcE/e6XqA65Vdoc/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798774388876082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5Ai6U54zI/AAAAAAAAAcE/e6XqA65Vdoc/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After searching for bugs we went on a scavenger hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5AiS87pBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/09bONH_Yud0/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798763819344914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5AiS87pBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/09bONH_Yud0/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grammy taught them how to play a card game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn4_4XN4jWI/AAAAAAAAAb0/UBrVMb7b0uA/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 366px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798043409681762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn4_4XN4jWI/AAAAAAAAAb0/UBrVMb7b0uA/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steve took care of the fires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn4_4NXm6_I/AAAAAAAAAbs/GPK5DXQatBg/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798040766114802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn4_4NXm6_I/AAAAAAAAAbs/GPK5DXQatBg/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Saturday night we sang songs, read funny stuff, and performed funny skits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn4_3xAW_BI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UTY-RaF-BlE/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798033152408594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn4_3xAW_BI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UTY-RaF-BlE/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gathering around the camp fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn4_3Mxz4bI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5_5bZO915Gg/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798023427711410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn4_3Mxz4bI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5_5bZO915Gg/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rob and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ruanne&lt;/span&gt; taught us a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn4_22ZBuiI/AAAAAAAAAbU/rJhInzMOqYY/s1600-h/crumpley++camp+out+2009+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798017418181154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn4_22ZBuiI/AAAAAAAAAbU/rJhInzMOqYY/s400/crumpley++camp+out+2009+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course there was a play ground that they played at on the last day before we left.&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/5581140638680755370-537736626999922259?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/537736626999922259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/crumpley-campout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/537736626999922259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/537736626999922259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/08/crumpley-campout.html' title='Crumpley Campout'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sn5BOakUDwI/AAAAAAAAAc8/z76Pd8nxwU4/s72-c/crumpley++camp+out+2009+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-3081144472108333837</id><published>2009-07-29T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:43:13.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>104th Bridge Demolition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SnCKE0ZHo4I/AAAAAAAAAY4/rc3K6TYdiFI/s1600-h/lyndall+and++christopher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363938971586372482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SnCKE0ZHo4I/AAAAAAAAAY4/rc3K6TYdiFI/s400/lyndall+and++christopher.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night the Cub Scouts were invited to see the demolition of the 104th bridge over I-25. It was about 10pm but worth it, they had so much fun seeing how they take apart the bridges. One of the big tractors had fallen into a hole and they had to get it out. The kids got to wear a reflector vest and glasses. They got to keep the glasses. This went towards some of their engineering badge for Webelos.&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/5581140638680755370-3081144472108333837?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/3081144472108333837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/07/104th-bridge-demolition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3081144472108333837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3081144472108333837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/07/104th-bridge-demolition.html' title='104th Bridge Demolition'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SnCKE0ZHo4I/AAAAAAAAAY4/rc3K6TYdiFI/s72-c/lyndall+and++christopher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-2059951508381987190</id><published>2009-07-26T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:40:48.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping With The Cub Scouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend we went to Jackson Lake and camped with the Cub Scouts. Only about half of the pack came, and it was a blast. I had never camped with a group of people before so this was all new to me. I think things went fairly smoothly with meal preparation, cleanup, pack time and family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362890111960173378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SmzQJJzXS0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/czwqYsyLjlE/s400/jackson+lake+2009+002.JPG" /&gt;Lyndall set his tent up with the help of Dad, I think Sable was supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362891443000794866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SmzRWoULXvI/AAAAAAAAAXo/iDY0YvTLQEw/s400/sable+mom+sand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362890691434090178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SmzQq4gtjsI/AAAAAAAAAXg/2sHr38GEYrg/s400/lyndaal+in+the+sand.jpg" /&gt; Since Lyndall couldn't go swimming, we played in the sand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362891446008600434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SmzRWzhS13I/AAAAAAAAAXw/ahHlCmSCFxA/s400/lyndall+frog+2.jpg" /&gt;...caught toads and went fishing. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362893643983078242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SmzTWvnPw2I/AAAAAAAAAX4/OERfDsBGFqw/s400/jackson+lake+2009+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lyndall became a junior Webelos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362893645775350546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SmzTW2SjqxI/AAAAAAAAAYA/bDAr9XsEq04/s400/jackson+lake+2009+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...Sable got her own pack shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362893654536916098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SmzTXW7ejII/AAAAAAAAAYI/985sOxRNRO0/s400/jackson+lake+2009+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362893657656268338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SmzTXijMFjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/wBDk2TglDaA/s400/jackson+lake+2009+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362900268182651714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SmzZYUrfw0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/n_60q2xEowo/s400/jackson+lake+2009+023.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;They performed a flag retirement ceremony with some of their flags and with some of the parks flags. A few park rangers had come to see this as well. This was my first time I have ever been to one of these. Lyndall was chosen to hold the scout flag during the ceremony, and I think that the whole thing kind of got to him, he looked sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362896250337222498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SmzVudCf32I/AAAAAAAAAYY/nR7Ow-wDM9k/s400/jackson+lake+2009+030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of course we had smores and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362901958319098210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Smza6s7bSWI/AAAAAAAAAYw/tyoBTKWGJew/s400/sunset+jl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A beautiful sunset.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-2059951508381987190?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/2059951508381987190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping-with-cub-scouts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2059951508381987190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2059951508381987190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping-with-cub-scouts.html' title='Camping With The Cub Scouts'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SmzQJJzXS0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/czwqYsyLjlE/s72-c/jackson+lake+2009+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-3591076028192812503</id><published>2009-07-16T17:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:47:14.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cast</title><content type='html'>Today was the day we went to get the cast on. He will have this one on for four weeks and then he will get a half cast for the last two weeks. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359223902045476578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sl_Jvpk0FuI/AAAAAAAAAWg/d-dulZBzHbw/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We decided to put some "tats" on it. I really need to learn to draw! LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-3591076028192812503?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/3591076028192812503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/07/cast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3591076028192812503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3591076028192812503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/07/cast.html' title='The Cast'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sl_Jvpk0FuI/AAAAAAAAAWg/d-dulZBzHbw/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-7430739604628650316</id><published>2009-07-10T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:14:55.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Wrist</title><content type='html'>Ah so today I prove I'm a bad mom. I take Sable, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Kyle to the skate park at the Westminster Rec Center for some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;skate boarding&lt;/span&gt; fun (roller skate for Sable). Things were going great; Sable skated around on the side walk; Kyle was more into watching; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was learning some awesome tricks for the other boys that were there. Well he was learning how to "drop in" the bowl, after about 15 times he fell hard and broke his wrist. I was proud of myself for not freaking out, but I knew it was most &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f3f586d9bf45b4db" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df3f586d9bf45b4db%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334180146%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5AB98C448654F481A3E7F420F977A61D8E0DC3A.7E98782DB52D16A7D43A865A825A53DB520C82F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df3f586d9bf45b4db%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3TuExp099e7vUCAj0c_-czS7QHU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df3f586d9bf45b4db%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334180146%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5AB98C448654F481A3E7F420F977A61D8E0DC3A.7E98782DB52D16A7D43A865A825A53DB520C82F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df3f586d9bf45b4db%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3TuExp099e7vUCAj0c_-czS7QHU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So this is what he was doing when he broke his wrist, he broke it after about the 15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357234145647644130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sli4ElXrzeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/n7oE2X0nxic/s400/skateboarding+and+barr+lake+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357234601989395426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sli4fJYCU-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/le_cJNdgBUE/s400/lyndall+xray.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Can you find the break?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357234149959307186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sli4E1bqj7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/BDNHtlDshUc/s400/skateboarding+and+barr+lake+010.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A 9 year old on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Morphine&lt;/span&gt; has got to be the funniest thing ever. He was a real trooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lesson of the day: Being a kid is hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-7430739604628650316?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f3f586d9bf45b4db&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/7430739604628650316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/07/broken-wrist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7430739604628650316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7430739604628650316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/07/broken-wrist.html' title='Broken Wrist'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sli4ElXrzeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/n7oE2X0nxic/s72-c/skateboarding+and+barr+lake+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-8635993465426366442</id><published>2009-06-22T13:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:56:13.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Fathers Day we decided to skip out of town and go spend the weekend in Colorado Springs. The First day of our trip we went to Cave of the Winds. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350251375330433330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_pR22dmTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Tm1DLVNUZqg/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; and Sable out side Cave of the Winds waiting to go in.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350251382130470802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_pSQLt75I/AAAAAAAAAVo/pAG_DoqWKaY/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Family pic, we were in the clouds.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350251368320323730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_pRcvH0JI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ka8kilRoGu0/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Canyon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;behind&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350251379009039474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_pSEjgrHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/8k-UTr_RBB4/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While we were waiting we let the kids go "panning" for precious gems.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_pgzjSehI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mOoW4o136BQ/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350251632142744082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_pgzjSehI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mOoW4o136BQ/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside the cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_pggwNI0I/AAAAAAAAAV4/CJyZecrBpSE/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350251627096646466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_pggwNI0I/AAAAAAAAAV4/CJyZecrBpSE/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sable crawling out of a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tunnel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_pSzoQZ2I/AAAAAAAAAVw/2TGD9P3G6eQ/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350251391645411170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_pSzoQZ2I/AAAAAAAAAVw/2TGD9P3G6eQ/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Sable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;standing&lt;/span&gt; by really large &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stalactites&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350250427203522642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_oaqzZEFI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8HurLGvwrlw/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Next we drove up Pikes Peak. The kids loved watching out the windows as we went up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;above&lt;/span&gt; the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350250432071309218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_oa879l6I/AAAAAAAAAVI/YBTeV-A5B3Y/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Above the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_oaa8uzPI/AAAAAAAAAU4/q0sIt-hPyS8/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350250422947728626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_oaa8uzPI/AAAAAAAAAU4/q0sIt-hPyS8/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids thought it was so cool to play in the snow in June. On our way back down it was actually snowing on us! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350248731946359682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_m3_elm4I/AAAAAAAAAUI/_8wf3DVjiKo/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After staying at the Crown Plaza we went to Seven Falls. Where Steve got in for free for Fathers Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_m5PJlkxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/uG44D2EiJQU/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350248753333113618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_m5PJlkxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/uG44D2EiJQU/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kids in front of part of the water fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_m4mTUXJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/kHE8UwDdu_k/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350248742368074898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_m4mTUXJI/AAAAAAAAAUY/kHE8UwDdu_k/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In front of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tee pee&lt;/span&gt;, we were able to see some Native American dances too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_m4c1FhJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ORo3_PRt5eI/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350248739825353874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_m4c1FhJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ORo3_PRt5eI/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stave with the Kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_m3nYJoNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/2aO9beOY52A/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350248725476909266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_m3nYJoNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/2aO9beOY52A/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the top of the Eagles Nest. We let Sable buy a stuffed wolf, she calls"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;woofie&lt;/span&gt;" it has yet to leave her side.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350247984998078098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_mMg4PVpI/AAAAAAAAATo/lDU6liGuH3U/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then it was off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Manitou&lt;/span&gt; Springs where we tasted some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;of the&lt;/span&gt; spring water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_mNQNsnxI/AAAAAAAAAT4/zzHLNi5ffgw/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350247997704544018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_mNQNsnxI/AAAAAAAAAT4/zzHLNi5ffgw/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love the look on her face, it really does say it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_mM2-7pJI/AAAAAAAAATw/ASxM60gPZKA/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350247990931727506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_mM2-7pJI/AAAAAAAAATw/ASxM60gPZKA/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_mMcb2e0I/AAAAAAAAATg/otiOnqZUrxo/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350247983805266754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_mMcb2e0I/AAAAAAAAATg/otiOnqZUrxo/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And again, EWE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_mLztoQHI/AAAAAAAAATY/0UUSi946BX4/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350247972873977970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_mLztoQHI/AAAAAAAAATY/0UUSi946BX4/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; thought this one tasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350246532693170290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_k3-nxGHI/AAAAAAAAATA/kDGRQcKGlBs/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our last destination was Garden Of The Gods. It was so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_lOf7AC_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/L_Ko4Ri0H7Y/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350246919589334002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_lOf7AC_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/L_Ko4Ri0H7Y/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sable climbed on everything she could when she could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_lN7WAWUI/AAAAAAAAATI/TtY5VNNBmq8/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350246909770488130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_lN7WAWUI/AAAAAAAAATI/TtY5VNNBmq8/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; in side a little rock cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_k3pYB1yI/AAAAAAAAAS4/JGj71mtNwPk/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350246526990014242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_k3pYB1yI/AAAAAAAAAS4/JGj71mtNwPk/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; was holding up the huge rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_k3KLfx9I/AAAAAAAAASw/RwrtcnD3COE/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350246518615951314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_k3KLfx9I/AAAAAAAAASw/RwrtcnD3COE/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sable took her turn too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_k23u_RGI/AAAAAAAAASo/NjgHDtkMOwU/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350246513664541794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_k23u_RGI/AAAAAAAAASo/NjgHDtkMOwU/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; completed the Junior Ranger Book and became a Junior Ranger. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a certificate and badge. He was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_k2QNyoPI/AAAAAAAAASg/9LDS2YsWJqo/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350246503056318706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_k2QNyoPI/AAAAAAAAASg/9LDS2YsWJqo/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a pretty picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_kQxZahUI/AAAAAAAAASY/AEKQTDA615k/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350245859128411458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_kQxZahUI/AAAAAAAAASY/AEKQTDA615k/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_kQqoYqmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ZXWZ4urJkUE/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350245857312156258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_kQqoYqmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ZXWZ4urJkUE/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They did some rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_kQKPnZUI/AAAAAAAAASI/taX_sidZ9hI/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350245848618329410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_kQKPnZUI/AAAAAAAAASI/taX_sidZ9hI/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steve and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; ventured on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_kP57s7mI/AAAAAAAAASA/xqVGYt6l_d4/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350245844239838818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_kP57s7mI/AAAAAAAAASA/xqVGYt6l_d4/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...while Sable and I did smaller scale rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_kPAStZSI/AAAAAAAAAR4/CPWXeHxKpW4/s1600-h/fathers+day+weekend+2009+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350245828767081762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_kPAStZSI/AAAAAAAAAR4/CPWXeHxKpW4/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved the big red rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350249738175714690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_nyj-XFYI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Hit1isgVm_Q/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On the way home they crashed, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350249734649439970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_nyW1oZuI/AAAAAAAAAUo/B8gl97Iwft0/s400/fathers+day+weekend+2009+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-8635993465426366442?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/8635993465426366442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/8635993465426366442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/8635993465426366442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-weekend.html' title='Happy Fathers Day Weekend'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sj_pR22dmTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Tm1DLVNUZqg/s72-c/fathers+day+weekend+2009+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-1863046486324797648</id><published>2009-06-13T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T17:45:01.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What The Hail?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here it is, June, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; had a summer day yet. It feels more like what other states might consider spring. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;All though&lt;/span&gt; here spring was in the 70's and 80's. Now for June it has been in the 60's to 70's and then it storms in the evening. These are not normal storms either, they consist of HEAVY rain, thunder, lightening, hail and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tornadoes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tornadoes&lt;/span&gt;? Oh well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; Colorado for ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a767003f267c3d71" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da767003f267c3d71%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334180146%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D790C3571CC1784145757C8C42935586F457341AD.6EC51B52EA347D3AF2ADBB3C577C04CAECD081C9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da767003f267c3d71%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhi08jJ91blUI5Ze2YQJ-_fbDsK0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da767003f267c3d71%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334180146%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D790C3571CC1784145757C8C42935586F457341AD.6EC51B52EA347D3AF2ADBB3C577C04CAECD081C9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da767003f267c3d71%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhi08jJ91blUI5Ze2YQJ-_fbDsK0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;The hail wasn't very big, but there was a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346976102084916626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SjRGb3NGNZI/AAAAAAAAARA/HzsdjXR3ziY/s400/wow+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lyndall's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hailman&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346976917593665906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SjRHLVNiMXI/AAAAAAAAARI/jtjRaZTgPkM/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-1863046486324797648?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a767003f267c3d71&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/1863046486324797648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-hail.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1863046486324797648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1863046486324797648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-hail.html' title='What The Hail?'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SjRGb3NGNZI/AAAAAAAAARA/HzsdjXR3ziY/s72-c/wow+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-1829485670083981986</id><published>2009-06-01T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:22:27.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cub Scout Day Camp (Day 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We signed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; up for Cub Scout Day Camp, and Sable for the mini camp. This goes on for 1 week, I hope I last. I found today to be rather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disorganized&lt;/span&gt;, strange their motto is be prepared, so this was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rather&lt;/span&gt; a shock. Other parents have told me that the rest of the week will be better and that the first day is always crazy, I hope so. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342500847189471602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiRgNvjzsXI/AAAAAAAAAQw/FH7JIrxXP8o/s400/Cub+scout+camp+day+1+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For sports he played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lacrosse&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ultimate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342500840357837794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiRgNWHBO-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ygbVW_uZmpY/s400/Cub+scout+camp+day+1+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In nature they learned about how to take care of trees, why they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; and then they made a pot and planted a tree in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342500688568518130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiRgEgpoBfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/YNBi73dIe_0/s400/Cub+scout+camp+day+1+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For games they played a couple of different ball games.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342502623482839986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiRh1IxJg7I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bdkwPohNu2c/s400/Cub+scout+camp+day+1+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He was so excited that he got to shoot a B.B. gun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342500678116417666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiRgD5tpoII/AAAAAAAAAQQ/6ggNrCvtMCo/s400/Cub+scout+camp+day+1+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;For scout skills they learned about the ten essentials for camping and hiking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342500672356389010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiRgDkQWkJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/YwvoKtZKpvw/s400/Cub+scout+camp+day+1+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;There was a parade of the mini campers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342500667379306514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiRgDRtuUBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/SHnvOLNdeXg/s400/Cub+scout+camp+day+1+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;At crafts they made an inchworm out of pony beads.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-1829485670083981986?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/1829485670083981986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/06/cub-scout-day-camp-day-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1829485670083981986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1829485670083981986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/06/cub-scout-day-camp-day-1.html' title='Cub Scout Day Camp (Day 1)'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiRgNvjzsXI/AAAAAAAAAQw/FH7JIrxXP8o/s72-c/Cub+scout+camp+day+1+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-7288281031679169859</id><published>2009-05-30T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:13:49.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking At Chautauqua Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we went on a hike at Chautauqua Park in Boulder. It was supposed to be a 1 mile hike in a small loop, however I let Lyndall be the leader. When we were at the half way point of the loop the kids decided that they were not ready to go down just yet and they wanted to go up more. OK, so up we went. We ended up taking a    3 1/2 mile hike straight up.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHx2HVvJ8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/ts709aaAj7A/s1600-h/Start+of+the+hike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341816545023567810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHx2HVvJ8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/ts709aaAj7A/s400/Start+of+the+hike.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The trail was steep and rocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHxcaA65aI/AAAAAAAAAPw/qEFXOseJRY8/s1600-h/kids+hiking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341816103359931810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHxcaA65aI/AAAAAAAAAPw/qEFXOseJRY8/s400/kids+hiking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lyndall wanted to go under the rock, Sable thought it was going to fall and she did NOT want to go under it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHxbSwK-hI/AAAAAAAAAPg/FlP8AvIk5Qc/s1600-h/lyndall+under+rock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341816084230765074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHxbSwK-hI/AAAAAAAAAPg/FlP8AvIk5Qc/s400/lyndall+under+rock.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is now the background for my computer, a pretty wild purple Iris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHxbLXcKNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7PJQKVxMXmU/s1600-h/pretty+flower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341816082247985362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHxbLXcKNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7PJQKVxMXmU/s400/pretty+flower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHxa2h5ERI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hUklq8D_ad4/s1600-h/Me+and+Sable.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341816076654678290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHxa2h5ERI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hUklq8D_ad4/s400/Me+and+Sable.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A crevice in the rocks that Lyndall wanted to go in, once again Sable said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHw8qiu7jI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gaj_v2xtGr0/s1600-h/Lyndall+next+to+cave.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341815558040907314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHw8qiu7jI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gaj_v2xtGr0/s400/Lyndall+next+to+cave.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snack and water time. I made the kids each carry their own backpack full of water and snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341816093766464962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHxb2RqNcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/YqQgiwsVD7k/s400/Break+time.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Sable on Bluebell Trail. Those are all the blue flowers in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHw8aiD4UI/AAAAAAAAAPA/974eMMroaz8/s1600-h/Sable+Blue+Bell+Trail.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341815553743118658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHw8aiD4UI/AAAAAAAAAPA/974eMMroaz8/s400/Sable+Blue+Bell+Trail.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were smelling the trees, they said that they smelled sweet and like sugar, they were right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHw71hfMLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Xbe9iLL7-w4/s1600-h/Smelling+tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341815543808602290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHw71hfMLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Xbe9iLL7-w4/s400/Smelling+tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lyndall was checking out the moss on the rocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHw7sMx2KI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ScciR2YsshI/s1600-h/Lyndall+checking+out+the+rock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341815541305825442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHw7sMx2KI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ScciR2YsshI/s400/Lyndall+checking+out+the+rock.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and picking up any trash he found on the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHw7T-5DoI/AAAAAAAAAOo/BKF5Z3xSpDM/s1600-h/Lyndall+finding+trash.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341815534805126786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHw7T-5DoI/AAAAAAAAAOo/BKF5Z3xSpDM/s400/Lyndall+finding+trash.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids loved this spot, these were rocks that people stack up everywhere, they said they looked like houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHwX5_JY0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/4D0IBykyO9g/s1600-h/Silly+rocks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341814926531453762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHwX5_JY0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/4D0IBykyO9g/s400/Silly+rocks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, getting close to the top we realize that Sable lost her coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHwXXr0NJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1E0XQUrrZIA/s1600-h/Sable+looking+at+trail.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341814917323568274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHwXXr0NJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1E0XQUrrZIA/s400/Sable+looking+at+trail.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a great view of the Flatirons. (not zoomed in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHwXJWauzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PulysvHuO5g/s1600-h/3rd+flat+irons.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341814913475722034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHwXJWauzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PulysvHuO5g/s400/3rd+flat+irons.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group picture, only 1/2 mile to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHwW-Eca_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/OEOtoPYhlJE/s1600-h/group+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341814910447545330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHwW-Eca_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/OEOtoPYhlJE/s400/group+pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the Royal Arch at the top of this trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHwWS4-9jI/AAAAAAAAAOA/oRvqq7HzWrw/s1600-h/Royal+Arch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341814898856752690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHwWS4-9jI/AAAAAAAAAOA/oRvqq7HzWrw/s400/Royal+Arch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking through eh Royal Arch onto the city, absolutely gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHv1JGxTII/AAAAAAAAAN4/ql_IkDbcOQg/s1600-h/Kids+at+royal+arch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341814329294539906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHv1JGxTII/AAAAAAAAAN4/ql_IkDbcOQg/s400/Kids+at+royal+arch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids were happy that they had made it all the way to the top of this trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHvtXCRisI/AAAAAAAAANw/dfp6Aec0FzU/s1600-h/Looking+out+of+Royal+Arch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341814195594824386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHvtXCRisI/AAAAAAAAANw/dfp6Aec0FzU/s400/Looking+out+of+Royal+Arch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way back to the car we found Sable's coat YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHviOHcTpI/AAAAAAAAANo/9GFaUY4eFdE/s1600-h/We+found+the+coat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341814004222021266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHviOHcTpI/AAAAAAAAANo/9GFaUY4eFdE/s400/We+found+the+coat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/5581140638680755370-7288281031679169859?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/7288281031679169859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-we-went-on-hike-at-chautauqua.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7288281031679169859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7288281031679169859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-we-went-on-hike-at-chautauqua.html' title='Hiking At Chautauqua Park'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiHx2HVvJ8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/ts709aaAj7A/s72-c/Start+of+the+hike.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-1892176508942856732</id><published>2009-05-29T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:50:34.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day Of Summer Break</title><content type='html'>Today we had great fun, we started out by making homemade mini pizzas. The kids love to help make the pizza they do the cheese, sausage, and pepperoni. I do the sauce and rolling out the dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we ate our pizza we were on our way out the door to go play when the neighborhood kids came over. We asked if they wanted to go with us, so we talked to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; parents, Maria across the street decided to come with us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; she was babysitting 3 kids and didn't want to leave them behind. So there was 12 of us who ended up going. We went and hung out next to the Denver Museum, there is this huge water works place where it shoots water up into the air. It sounds almost like fireworks when the water goes up. When we came home we finished the day by having strawberry, kiwi, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; shakes with cheese its.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341378569169455250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiBjgkI6yJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xDH11pnV9gg/s400/everyone+in+water.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Running through the water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341378733827875090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiBjqJii4RI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WeP4ac4M-tY/s400/Lyndall+in+the+water.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the water. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341378827538615714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiBjvmo7TaI/AAAAAAAAALA/C1-b4QDV8Ag/s400/Group+pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Group pic! (Sorry most of the kids are girls, and they all "love" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S. Total cost = gas, sunscreen, and water &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bottle&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/5581140638680755370-1892176508942856732?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/1892176508942856732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-day-of-summer-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1892176508942856732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1892176508942856732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-day-of-summer-break.html' title='1st Day Of Summer Break'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SiBjgkI6yJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xDH11pnV9gg/s72-c/everyone+in+water.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-1588815807620474421</id><published>2009-05-16T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:18:52.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Gutter Regatta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; and his boat that he made.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336640920949644178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sg-OpJMEW5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/g5L70XK87_o/s400/cub+scouts+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Racing down actual rain gutters.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336641076390482658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sg-OyMQDUuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3miOtpkuycc/s400/cub+scouts+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He came in 3rd place.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sg-O7HLQ1hI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HdDVJ9Xij0g/s1600-h/cub+scouts+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336641229647042066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sg-O7HLQ1hI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HdDVJ9Xij0g/s400/cub+scouts+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is his 3rd place prize, he also got a ribbon for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;building&lt;/span&gt; the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sg-OjzjrFnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ZzquHf4r-00/s1600-h/cub+scouts+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336640829243725426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sg-OjzjrFnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ZzquHf4r-00/s400/cub+scouts+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sable was happy to play with his boat at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336641392624006274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sg-PEmT_9II/AAAAAAAAAKo/b7oylJg9tK8/s400/cub+scouts+035.JPG" border="0" /&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/5581140638680755370-1588815807620474421?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/1588815807620474421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/rain-gutter-regatta.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1588815807620474421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/1588815807620474421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/rain-gutter-regatta.html' title='Rain Gutter Regatta'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sg-OpJMEW5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/g5L70XK87_o/s72-c/cub+scouts+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-8368575356157977411</id><published>2009-05-14T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:22:13.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts From Sable</title><content type='html'>Very often we get "gifts" from Sable. Such gifts are usually found in the pages of our books, under pillows, on the computer desk, or she just gives them to us. These gifts are always wrapped or put into an envelope and include a note that says "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Frum&lt;/span&gt; Sable" and to mom or dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such gifts have been:&lt;br /&gt;a screw&lt;br /&gt;my necklace (given to me)&lt;br /&gt;rocks&lt;br /&gt;shells&lt;br /&gt;pictures&lt;br /&gt;pennies&lt;br /&gt;paper clips&lt;br /&gt;pencil&lt;br /&gt;or just something she made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words I guess she is at least a very, very giving person. What can I say she loves us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-8368575356157977411?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/8368575356157977411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/gifts-from-sable.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/8368575356157977411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/8368575356157977411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/gifts-from-sable.html' title='Gifts From Sable'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-4740324326996082469</id><published>2009-05-12T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:10:48.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pack 523</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgrilmXEgYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eFGk8UkhQLQ/s1600-h/Webelos_patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335325844154122626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgrilmXEgYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eFGk8UkhQLQ/s400/Webelos_patch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was so excited to had finally join Cub Scouts. He has a friend, Christopher, from class in it already. He will be going in as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Webelos&lt;/span&gt; for next year. I really wish that we had put him in much sooner. In his pack they start in second grade, oh well. This Friday he gets to participate in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Raingutter&lt;/span&gt; Regatta. He is so excited to do his first little project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-4740324326996082469?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/4740324326996082469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/pack-523.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/4740324326996082469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/4740324326996082469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/pack-523.html' title='Pack 523'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgrilmXEgYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eFGk8UkhQLQ/s72-c/Webelos_patch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-3343669472054082429</id><published>2009-05-09T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:53:36.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was Field Day at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyndall's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; school, they make it more like a fun family event. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; do the fundraising all year long for this and the kids always look forward to it. The school also gets a lot of sponsors to come out, such as: Chick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fillet&lt;/span&gt;, Texas Road House (both have a mascot running around and giving out free dinners) Gymnastics (they bring mats to tumble on) Karate, some Gladiator Fun Center Place, and a bunch more. They also have a free BBQ. Yum!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334030750800951842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgZItPqAOiI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hBgIiG0tUp4/s400/Lyndall+party++field+day+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had face paintings, she got a "panda" I know it looks like an owl. The face painters are only middle school kids. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334030888064473938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgZI1PALW1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/PpHuCKpYZkw/s400/Lyndall+party++field+day+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the huge blow up relay race thing. He lost to the little girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Colista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who lives across the street, twice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334031187118388482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgZJGpEL9QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/MwwS2XreibE/s400/Lyndall+party++field+day+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sable in the relay race.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334031591475136818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgZJeLaWSTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/sTxD3u87Rkg/s400/Lyndall+party++field+day+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; being a gladiator, yes he won!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334031959644016386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgZJzm8pjwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/tdV_yrbX6-M/s400/Lyndall+party++field+day+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We had lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334032365822891858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgZKLQFPV1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/iHzWAuiEmXg/s400/Lyndall+party++field+day+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got to drive the police car. There was also a fire truck and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ambulance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334032817213474770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgZKlhpJB9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/I6LAQ8ET1rk/s400/Lyndall+party++field+day+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sable on the blow up slide. Over and over and over and over.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334033030679125042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgZKx83UXDI/AAAAAAAAAIU/56v7CQJZfAI/s400/Lyndall+party++field+day+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bouncing ball relay, glad he didn't choke on the candy ring in his mouth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-3343669472054082429?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/3343669472054082429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/field-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3343669472054082429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3343669472054082429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/field-day.html' title='Field Day'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgZItPqAOiI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hBgIiG0tUp4/s72-c/Lyndall+party++field+day+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-8493809392971524034</id><published>2009-05-08T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:09:27.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Training Wheels!</title><content type='html'>Today Sable finally got on her bike with no training wheels, only took about a year and half to do it. I had quit running behind her a long time ago, she was always stubborn to learn to ride. She would go about 5 feet and tell me "See mom I can't do it" even though she was doing it. And now she can do it all the way down the sidewalk. 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They sure do work hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They sang: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weave Me The Sunshine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Rainbow Connection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shenandoah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stand By Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swinging On A Star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333297133140023266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgOtfE5rl-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/ODt2cOEnBBc/s400/chior+5-7-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jessica, Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McGarry&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; and Penny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-2009210307815820624?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/2009210307815820624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/chior-concert.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2009210307815820624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2009210307815820624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/chior-concert.html' title='Choir Concert'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SgOtfE5rl-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/ODt2cOEnBBc/s72-c/chior+5-7-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-6687407641289169745</id><published>2009-05-01T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:40:26.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adams 12 and Swine Flu</title><content type='html'>Yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; brought home a paper from the school saying that, so far to their knowledge nobody in the Adams 12 School District has been tested positive for the swine flu. However they are sending kids home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; that have any signs of illness and they are not to return to school for 24 hours. I thought that to be crazy, how do you know whether it is a cold, flu, or just allergies? It is that time of year now where people get allergies. I hope they are at least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;taking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; temperature and what not first. If my kid gets sent home for a sneeze, when I know that he is not sick I'll be livid. On top of that the school made automatic calls to every parent in the school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;district&lt;/span&gt; saying exactly what the letter had said to try and make sure that everyone does &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; the message.&lt;br /&gt;I do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;realize&lt;/span&gt; that the schools are only taking very good precautions, I just hope they use their judgement well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lyndall's&lt;/span&gt; class had 11 kids absent yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-6687407641289169745?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/6687407641289169745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/adams-12-and-swine-flu.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/6687407641289169745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/6687407641289169745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/05/adams-12-and-swine-flu.html' title='Adams 12 and Swine Flu'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-7953754819076867387</id><published>2009-04-13T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:22:04.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyndall's Awards</title><content type='html'>Every trimester Lyndall get his usual Perfect Attendance Award. It comes with a bumper sticker, pencil, and the second award comes with free dinner at Mimi's Cafe. The prizes change a little here and there depending on who sponsors the school at that time. One time he got a bowling pass for four that came with free two hours bowling,  free large pizza and pitcher of soda. Can't wait till Sable starts school then they will both get their prizes. Looking back Lyndall has only had one tardy, one sick day and sent home twice for half the day (once was a concussion) since kindergarten, all that in four years, not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeQNJYJxkkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TvHALZDjNUE/s1600-h/cert+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324395114212201026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeQNJYJxkkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TvHALZDjNUE/s400/cert+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324395119709679298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeQNJsoebsI/AAAAAAAAAHM/OrxiVsJ6o1U/s400/cert+2.jpg" border="0" /&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/5581140638680755370-7953754819076867387?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/7953754819076867387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/04/lyndalls-awards.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7953754819076867387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7953754819076867387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/04/lyndalls-awards.html' title='Lyndall&apos;s Awards'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeQNJYJxkkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/TvHALZDjNUE/s72-c/cert+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-3939209796257428987</id><published>2009-04-11T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:15:18.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAARRRRR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sixteen kids were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recruited&lt;/span&gt; as me shipmates today, they all lived and so did I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back row&lt;/strong&gt;: Christian, Brenden, Uncle Isaac, Carley, Michael, Kyle, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Front Row: &lt;/strong&gt;Cousin Sean, Cousin Codie, Sister Sable, Cousin Eric, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colista&lt;/span&gt;, Lennon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not Pictured: Trinity, Cousin Noel, and Ashley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323604394022542370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeE9_Z5sHCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YcVxxhXgncQ/s400/DSC01850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We started out with getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tattoos&lt;/span&gt;, scars and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bandannas&lt;/span&gt;, then moved on to a little sword fighting.&lt;br /&gt;(Lennon &amp;amp; Brenden) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323574738543849330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeEjBOomL3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/LHaYEcWqg5I/s400/sword+fighting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then me shipmates guessed how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; golden nuggets were in me pirate chest, Sean was the winner, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;guessed&lt;/span&gt; 51 and there were 58!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next we played a game called "Sink Thy Ship", each team had to blow up the other teams ships by launching cannons at each other. This was the red team (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt;, Isaac, Eric, and Christian).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323575905217256322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeEkFI1Nm4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/WWUQi2tz5es/s400/DSC01845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was the black team (Lennon, Michael, and Brenden).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323577304712388978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeElWmW2oXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OxQ27p2sxIU/s400/DSC01844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt; team (Codie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Colista&lt;/span&gt;, Sean, Trinity, and Carley).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323578001916521602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeEl_LpRbII/AAAAAAAAAGU/e12LC2I-mO0/s400/DSC01843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a long battle we went in search of some treasure, where me shipmates learned some new pirate talk such as Grog, Jolly Roger, Davey Jones Locker, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Furner&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323602741966720370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeE8fPg4zXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4BXsgirUMio/s400/pirate+treasure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me shipmates were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;starvin&lt;/span&gt;' so we had some cake and ice cream (no I didn't make the cake ran out of time, so sad).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323603362082260514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeE9DVn9BiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RtetZQgXCqI/s400/DSC01847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Present time!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323603989920356242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeE9n4gOF5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/aCtKX3354l0/s400/DSC01865.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Over all we had a great day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-3939209796257428987?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/3939209796257428987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/04/aaarrrrr.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3939209796257428987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3939209796257428987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/04/aaarrrrr.html' title='AAARRRRR!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SeE9_Z5sHCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/YcVxxhXgncQ/s72-c/DSC01850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-378875061943507527</id><published>2009-04-07T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:45:58.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Can't Believe It!</title><content type='html'>Well today is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyndall's&lt;/span&gt; birthday, and I just can't believe that he is 9 years old now. Time goes by so fast. I keep telling him to quit growing, but just like kids he won't listen. Happy Birthday Son!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321955709964024626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SdtihXLEezI/AAAAAAAAAFU/MhP19ax3h_s/s400/better.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Daddy holding a newborn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321959785527113650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SdtmOl1B97I/AAAAAAAAAF0/WtIvm-q6qyg/s400/lyndall+deoderent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He use to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sneak&lt;/span&gt; into Daddy's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;deodorant&lt;/span&gt;, he was 2 1/2 years. And don't forget about those curls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321958045838150402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SdtkpU-3CwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mbMvY3PozOI/s400/lyndall+and+banchee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;His shirt says it all 4 x 4! He was five when he started riding the big four wheeler all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321958577109044786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SdtlIQHtjjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/39uj5wszjVQ/s400/lyndall+on+top+of+bars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As always my little dare devil, almost 9 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/5581140638680755370-378875061943507527?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/378875061943507527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-cant-believe-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/378875061943507527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/378875061943507527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-cant-believe-it.html' title='Just Can&apos;t Believe It!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SdtihXLEezI/AAAAAAAAAFU/MhP19ax3h_s/s72-c/better.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-5024103208569812321</id><published>2009-04-03T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T08:46:37.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Poisoning</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I spent most of the day complaining that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stomach&lt;/span&gt; hurt a lot, and that I was full of gas. So last night I got to spend the night in the bathroom vomiting. Come to find out it was the lunch meat I had. EWE! It didn't seem bad when I ate it, but its the only thing I ate that Sable didn't. And now for a wonderful day of being tired while trying to entertain the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-5024103208569812321?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/5024103208569812321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/04/food-poisoning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/5024103208569812321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/5024103208569812321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/04/food-poisoning.html' title='Food Poisoning'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-4123969252144615631</id><published>2009-04-01T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:04:16.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As everyone knows today is April Fools Day, what most people don't know it is our friend Shane's Birthday. Every year people from his work would buy him princess cakes or Blues Clues or some other kind of kid cake. We always have him over on his birthday for a birthday dinner and cake, the kids make him cards. This year was no different, except I didn't make a nice cake. I made a Kitty Litter Cake! LOL! Don't worry it was totally editable and absolutely delicious, that is if you can get past the look of it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319907847580780098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SdQcAFTdhkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RpLnOxrbzIA/s400/kittylitter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake is actually chocolate cake and yellow cake mixed with vanilla pudding. The topping is vanilla cream cookies crumbled and a third of them colored with green food coloring. The poop is melted tootsie rolls. We put it into a real (new &amp;amp; clean) kitty litter pan and used a (new &amp;amp; clean) pooper scooper to serve it. And yes Shane liked it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-4123969252144615631?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/4123969252144615631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/4123969252144615631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/4123969252144615631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fools!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SdQcAFTdhkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RpLnOxrbzIA/s72-c/kittylitter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-2128170021474534517</id><published>2009-03-28T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:58:12.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March Blizzard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here is our normal March Blizzard. It's about the second real snow we have had all year. At our house we got about 16 inches. I stayed home with the kids ans stayed nice and warm, Steve on the other hand went to work only to be sent home early. It took him 2 1/2 hours to get home, its usually a 25 minute drive. But he made it safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The kids were begging to go play in the snow while it was snowing, I told them to wait till Friday when the sun would be out then they could go play all they wanted, but for Thursday it was a nasty blizzard and nobody needed to be out side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318329031368595906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sc6AE4lfWcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/B5f_Vy1_60M/s400/snow+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looking off our front porch during the snow storm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318329488369082338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sc6AffC5X-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/YnkL3sJfDj4/s400/snow+hill.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids finally get to play in the snow. They made a 4 foot high cave a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; use the one side as a sledding hill. And yes those are the neighbor kids wearing just tee shirts, it was a nice day on Saturday after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-2128170021474534517?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/2128170021474534517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-blizzard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2128170021474534517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/2128170021474534517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-blizzard.html' title='March Blizzard'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Sc6AE4lfWcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/B5f_Vy1_60M/s72-c/snow+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-5171899221895018047</id><published>2009-03-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T11:09:06.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Northglenn Through Trails</title><content type='html'>On Sunday the family decided to go out on some of the trails around our house. A lot of them start at Webster Lake and split off into different directions. The kids and I have gone down a couple of them but not very far. So on Sunday Steve went with us. We started at out house, went pass Webster Lake and beyond the Rec Center, there is a tunnel that takes you under I-25 (one of the kids favorite parts) and out to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RTD&lt;/span&gt; Park and Ride. We went to Huron and 117&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and then back to Webster Lake. From there we took a trail that follows I-25 almost to 104&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, then we took the trail up to Washington and back home to 117&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, grabbed my shoes and then we went over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Albertsons&lt;/span&gt; for some shopping for dinner, then back home. Over all it was a 5 1/2 mile ride. Not bad with the kids. Everyone was quite tired, the kids and Steve rode their bikes and I skated to keep up with them. At times I got stuck pushing Sable up the hills on her bike, whew what a work out. If its nice again this weekend we will try out some more trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yellow is where we went, the pink is where I want to go next time. I know the map sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317548637689936898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 418px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Scu6T_le_AI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EQ92yBxtrL4/s400/northglenn+map+color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-5171899221895018047?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/5171899221895018047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/northglenn-through-trails.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/5171899221895018047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/5171899221895018047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/northglenn-through-trails.html' title='Northglenn Through Trails'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/Scu6T_le_AI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EQ92yBxtrL4/s72-c/northglenn+map+color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-7431421797364755161</id><published>2009-03-17T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:45:49.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Sable</title><content type='html'>My daughter has this strange thing she does, its watching movies in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt;. I know this sounds weird but she really likes it. She laughs at the funny parts and still has wide eyes at other parts, so its like she understands, but she really doesn't. I think it's just because she has seen the movie many times in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; so she already knows what is going on. But who knows maybe she'll teach herself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt;, then we can take her to Mexico for vacation and let her do all the translating.&lt;br /&gt;He He He!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-7431421797364755161?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/7431421797364755161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/strange-sable.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7431421797364755161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7431421797364755161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/strange-sable.html' title='Strange Sable'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-6869157295495597290</id><published>2009-03-17T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:40:07.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Strangest Fear</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by Rosa because I read her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really think of a strange fear but I do have many regular fears. One of them is heights, I hate being up high with the wind blowing I always think I'm going to get blown off what ever I'm on. The next is my kids being kidnapped or my husband in bad car accident. I get very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;panicky&lt;/span&gt; when people are not here on time, I always start to think the worst and start making phone calls or going out to look for them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt; I'm a little paranoid. I just like to make sure that everyone is o.k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this then you are tagged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-6869157295495597290?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/6869157295495597290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-starngest-fear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/6869157295495597290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/6869157295495597290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-starngest-fear.html' title='My Strangest Fear'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-3430255867478670199</id><published>2009-03-15T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:36:47.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats New</title><content type='html'>Movie Night:&lt;br /&gt;We had movie night with most of Stephen's brothers and sister in-laws. We played a little Guitar Hero while waiting for everyone to show up, then we watched Serenity.  I thought it was fun and we need to do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swim Lessons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; went on to level 4 in swimming lessons, finished level 3 with all check &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pluses&lt;/span&gt;. He was excited. However Sable was not that fortunate to go in to level 2, they think she should repeat level 1 one more time and she will have a good hang on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer Club:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; was asked with 2 other students from his class to join the computer club after school on Fridays. He can't wait till it starts in April. Only the kids with all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; work turned in were asked to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen knew he wasn't a plumber:&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we got a stainless steel sink from a garage sale for $10 (I have been wanting one of these), and asked Steve to put it in. He said he would give it a try but he's no plumber. So it is Sunday night and he knows for sure that he is not a plumber and never wants to be one. He had to keep going to Home Depot to get more parts and then there were many leaks and he had to keep redoing everything. He thinks he has all the leaks taken care of this time, we will find out tomorrow. Boy do I love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-3430255867478670199?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/3430255867478670199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-new.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3430255867478670199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3430255867478670199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-new.html' title='Whats New'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-6596019869293864241</id><published>2009-03-07T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:16:20.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Skating</title><content type='html'>Skating the Platte River Trail was out of the question today, it was just a little too cold for that. However we did still go skating, at Skate City. My mom and nephew Codie also skated with us. Stephen came but did not think he could skate so he watched us and kept an eye on our drinks. Maybe sometime I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;convince&lt;/span&gt; him of skating with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sable was thinking about having her birthday at Skate City, I know that is ways off but I guess we can still plan for it. I grabbed a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;brochure&lt;/span&gt; to check the price and I was rather impressed with how little it cost. They charge $115 per party. It includes: 2 hour admission for 13 skaters, a new pair of roller skates for the birthday kid, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;invitations&lt;/span&gt;, cake, ice cream, and drink. WOW! Best of all they clean up all the mess! So we might really consider it. However we are still planning for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lyndall's&lt;/span&gt; birthday which is right around the corner. I can't believe he will be 9!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-6596019869293864241?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/6596019869293864241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/roller-skating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/6596019869293864241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/6596019869293864241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/roller-skating.html' title='Roller Skating'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-5115608319133259203</id><published>2009-03-03T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:44:52.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Having Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday we went to this place called Jump Street, it was one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyndall's&lt;/span&gt; rewards for behaving, and wow was that place fun! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; have a bunch of trampolines placed together with pads and some of the trampolines are on the wall. Let me tell you bouncing off walls is harder than it looks, even for kids. We played for about an hour and a half when the kids started to complain that they were tired and ready to go home, I told them keep jumping for 30 more minutes. Needless to say everyone was tired when we left, and everyone had a good night sleep. Now as for me and Stephen we realized the next day that we were not in our teens or even our early &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;twentys&lt;/span&gt;. Stephen knees and shoulders hurt, my shoulders hurt and they continue to hurt well into day three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we walked to Webster Lake and roller skated around the Lake then we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;our self&lt;/span&gt; a nice picnic. We brought our neighbor Dee with us. She watched Sable play at the park while I went around the lake skating, that didn't last long. It was just too windy to go up the other side and a still hurt from the trampoline, now to add to it my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thighs&lt;/span&gt; and hips. Boy do I feel old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; joined us after school and we played for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310143870085326834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SbFrtyqnZ_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/qJaS-M5hbCI/s400/webster+rock.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Big climbing rock at Webster Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310144163790023906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SbFr-4zRbOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qNygVyCU0kY/s400/sable+feeding+ducks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We fed the ducks and geese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310145511051141266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SbFtNTvWoJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IRM8EH6tZTw/s400/lyndall+on+top+of+bars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                          &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; on top of some bars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Thursday I took Sable to the Thornton Recreation Center for some swimming. She really is getting better at it. Today we are supposed to go skating on one of the South Platte River Trails, we'll see if we make it today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&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/5581140638680755370-5115608319133259203?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/5115608319133259203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-having-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/5115608319133259203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/5115608319133259203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-having-fun.html' title='Busy Having Fun!'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SbFrtyqnZ_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/qJaS-M5hbCI/s72-c/webster+rock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-3921994674451494331</id><published>2009-02-27T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:27:34.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parent Teacher Conference for Lyndall</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday was the parent teacher conference. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stukey&lt;/span&gt; does it a little different, its more like a student parent conference. This way the kids know where they are in terms of finishing the grade and what goals they need to work towards to do so. It also opens up great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;communication&lt;/span&gt; for the student and parent. The teacher is there in the class to help and explain things if need be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading:&lt;br /&gt;At the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of school he was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DRA&lt;/span&gt; (Developmental Reading Assessment) level 40 (fourth grade 1st month) now he is at 50 (fifth to sixth grade). His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lexile&lt;/span&gt; level was 637 at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; and is now 700. This is a test they do on every book. It goes up the harder the book is, its more of a comprehension test. Fourth grade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lexile&lt;/span&gt; for on or above target is 650 and fifth grade is 800. So I would think that by the end of third grade he should be at 800. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Stukey&lt;/span&gt; library only goes up to 1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing:&lt;br /&gt;At the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of the year the teacher said that his writing was end of third grade writing. She said in order for him to be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Fourth&lt;/span&gt; grade writing he really had to improve that there was a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt; from  third to fourth  grade. Well now all but one part of his writing is at the end of third grade. She feels that he will surpass this and go into the fourth grade level of writing  early closer to the end of the year. He just needs to work on word choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math:&lt;br /&gt;He does wonderful in math and is at the top of the class, he just rushes through the math test and gets them wrong. His teacher says he has a hard time explaining how he gets the answer, he just likes to blurt out the answer that he knows in his head. This is also where he goes wrong on the test he doesn't know how to explain how he got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;answer&lt;/span&gt;, he tells me "I just know it I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt; like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science:&lt;br /&gt;He does even better in science. He is always asking about different science topics and checking out books from the library on science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework:&lt;br /&gt;All turned in and correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School work:&lt;br /&gt;All turned in and correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing assignments:&lt;br /&gt;None! So he gets to go on the field  trip to the Denver Mint. Only half of the kids in his class gets to go. If a student is missing more than 5 assignments then they don't get to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all we now know where to help &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; improve on at home, to get him a great boost into the fourth grade levels. I think that the conference went well except  I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; to see that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; did not have a desk, again. He was stuck at the back counter for talking and disrupting class, again. I still think that they just need to give him more challenging work to keep himself busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-3921994674451494331?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/3921994674451494331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/02/parent-teacher-conference-for-lyndall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3921994674451494331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/3921994674451494331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/02/parent-teacher-conference-for-lyndall.html' title='Parent Teacher Conference for Lyndall'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-856859453459166915</id><published>2009-02-20T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:13:55.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refocus Sheet</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday Lyndall had brought home yet another wonderful refocus sheet. Actually the sheets are not wonderful, they are a pain in the butt and make my kid look like he's the worst student in the school. It seems he brings these home at least 2 times a month. Its a sheet that he has to fill out telling what he had done wrong that day and both the teacher and the parent have to sign it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually the problem is his talking in class. The problem is not his, as much as it is a problem for other students. Lyndall has all work turned in and is not missing any work, he finishes his work easy and fast, then he talks to everyone else who is still struggling to finish whatever the assignment is. This has been going on since last year. The teacher says when he is done with his work he knows that he is to find something to do, such as read or catch up on missing work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The problem again is not the missing work so he's to read. Read, read, read. Read after math, read after science, read after every subject and then come home and read for homework! Yes he like to read, but he gets tired of doing it that much. So here's the refocus sheet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Wednesday was different and stupid. He has had csap testing all week. They take away the extra recess to do extra testing. Then they send him to art. He got in trouble for throwing a piece of lead about 1/2 a centimeter long! Oh No! Why don't we just give him some sort of detention for doing such a terrible thing! I'm not saying that he should be throwing things, but when he gets to many of these refocus sheets he has to spend a day in "in school suspension", he's done it before. Why can't a teacher simply talk to him after class and say "hey lets not do that anymore OK?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The school says that they try to work with him, they tell him to self reward. Does anybody really know what that means for an 8 year old? I don't think that most young adults know what that means. So I have been the one to reward him at home with good behavior that happens at school. I decided to that instead of punishing him at home with bad behavior at school, that's what I was doing and I hated it because he's good at home why punish him at home for school behavior?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For his reward system I made a weekly report card for him to take to school to have the teacher sign everyday for either poor, so-so, or good behavior. When he gets a good mark he gets to put a sticker on his chart and after 5 days worth of good he gets a prize, which we have made up with him., this way he looks foreward to his prize. Yes some of the prizes are little much, but believe me its worth him behaving for. We started this on January 14th and we have gotten 18 days of good. Its a start. I keep an on going goal sheet rather than making him be good all week for a prize because sometimes that is just impossible and I don;t want him to be discouraged. If hes not good one day he knows that his prize is delayed by one day. I do not give him anything for so-so day I just tell him to work a little harder. He knows what it is to behave he just has a hard time doing it when he's bored out of his mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305052387523241026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SZ9VCgEpJEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7RfR60bxH7s/s400/sticker+goal.jpg" border="0" /&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/5581140638680755370-856859453459166915?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/856859453459166915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/02/refocus-sheet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/856859453459166915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/856859453459166915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/02/refocus-sheet.html' title='Refocus Sheet'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SZ9VCgEpJEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7RfR60bxH7s/s72-c/sticker+goal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-8306691366724380608</id><published>2009-02-09T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:52:59.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Night</title><content type='html'>Every Monday is family night for us. Tonight we decided to make some Valentines for some of our loved ones. We used those beads that you make a design with and then iron together. The kids always have fun making things with the beads, and they can't wait till Valentines day to give them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SZD5L8CqYKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ppdxMFknlfc/s1600-h/val+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301010744906244258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SZD5L8CqYKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ppdxMFknlfc/s320/val+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301009687123174994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SZD4OXfhplI/AAAAAAAAACk/r36WMPsY_cg/s320/val.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-8306691366724380608?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/8306691366724380608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/02/family-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/8306691366724380608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/8306691366724380608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/02/family-night.html' title='Family Night'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SZD5L8CqYKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ppdxMFknlfc/s72-c/val+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-7019952696382895985</id><published>2009-02-04T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:43:44.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>Well today was the last day of this session of swim lessons. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; will now be going into level 3 and Sable is going into level 1. They just love having swim lessons and meeting new friends there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299187949567930994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SYp_XSQG8nI/AAAAAAAAABo/Bh0xDzehyDQ/s320/lyndall+in+pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt; On the last day they always pull out either this water snake or a big blue whale to play on. The kids always look forward to the last day. They still put the kids in life jackets, being that there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of kids playing and jumping off of these huge blow up things, they have life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;guards&lt;/span&gt; of course but want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;reduce&lt;/span&gt; injury and drowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2d4e2a37bf6a5135" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d4e2a37bf6a5135%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334180146%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D835C5E7E65C5CAD72105E1FAFEA9BF606A19471C.54F09D2E8A73E80B697F45F194CDBDFCD5F6A401%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d4e2a37bf6a5135%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_1iWqZQ2CUQR0k5GPofO8bt3nJc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d4e2a37bf6a5135%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334180146%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D835C5E7E65C5CAD72105E1FAFEA9BF606A19471C.54F09D2E8A73E80B697F45F194CDBDFCD5F6A401%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d4e2a37bf6a5135%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_1iWqZQ2CUQR0k5GPofO8bt3nJc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Sable jumping into the water and just overall having a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's the one with the neon pink goggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299198319149728818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SYqIy39ERDI/AAAAAAAAABw/NE0ZPHl2nkU/s320/lyndall+pool.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                           &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lyndall&lt;/span&gt; by the pool side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299198729229836898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SYqJKvnyImI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yk7plBow-Ec/s320/sable+pool.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                  Sable in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Angelfish&lt;/span&gt; with her new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;             &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                       P.S. Sable lost her two front teeth!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299199814124654882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SYqKJ5K3USI/AAAAAAAAACA/RoSI8M-_wG4/s320/sable+two+front+teeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5581140638680755370-7019952696382895985?l=christinastephen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2d4e2a37bf6a5135&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/feeds/7019952696382895985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/02/swimming-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7019952696382895985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5581140638680755370/posts/default/7019952696382895985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinastephen.blogspot.com/2009/02/swimming-lessons.html' title='Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>Chris</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SY-3ag1f83I/AAAAAAAAACM/ka8gqlSmpAI/S220/aa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DQqo1M5fg4M/SYp_XSQG8nI/AAAAAAAAABo/Bh0xDzehyDQ/s72-c/lyndall+in+pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581140638680755370.post-3386285640114464375</id><published>2009-01-06T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:35:17.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Trick</title><content type='html'>The other day Sable comes to me in a panic and says, "Mom I just dropped something in my ear!" I asked what it was and finally after going through a huge list of things that it could have been, we discovered that it was a popcorn seed. Oh great, a what? Popcorn seed. Why? She says, I was doing a magic trick. OK, so now what? Try to get the seed out, not as easy as it sounds. Its round, and in the canal pretty far, we don't want to risk pushing it in any further. Tweezers? No too round for that. Have her lay down on that side and hope it just comes out. Didn't work either. Ah yes, call Stephen and freak out. Stephen calls his mom and then we were on our way to doctor Grandmas house. We all looked and tried, however no luck. So I guess we schedule an appointment to see the ENT tomorrow and have them remove it. We got home and ate dinner. Still not satisfied at the thought that if you can see it, it should come out. I was not about to give up yet, lets google "popcorn seed in the ear" and guess what we were not the only ones who have had this problem. Many of these people tried the same things we did, except one person said that they had their husband suck the seed out of the ear and it worked. Well I was up to try anything to get it out and avoid a doctors visit. So Stephen was able to get it to come out enough that we were able to then roll it out with a toothpick. Woo hoo! We win! Except that it was a butter popcorn seed and caused a food reaction with Stephen and he lost his dinner. Poor hubby. Lesson of the day: Don't put stuff in your ears! 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