<?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-5049940508698815580</id><updated>2012-01-08T12:11:22.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUMMARD FAMILY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-3858241770972275873</id><published>2010-10-08T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:50:11.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatt Family Reunion 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Still playing catch up but wanted to post how blessed I am to have an amazing family.&amp;nbsp; After all when, you get rid of all the fluff that is not important you realize all you have that matters is family.&amp;nbsp; We had a great time and love spending time in Pine.&amp;nbsp; There truly&amp;nbsp;is a different spirit&amp;nbsp;in Pine and is sacred to&amp;nbsp;our family.&amp;nbsp; Im proud to be a Hiatt!&amp;nbsp; Thanks Ruth and Rudge for loving us and continuing on with tradition.&amp;nbsp; I am blessed to be a grandaughter of theirs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-3858241770972275873?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3858241770972275873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=3858241770972275873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3858241770972275873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3858241770972275873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/10/hiatt-family-reunion-2010.html' title='Hiatt Family Reunion 2010'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TK7KsDfK1pI/AAAAAAAAErQ/adIkqSEeUBE/s72-c/164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-2677018191340929961</id><published>2010-08-31T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:57:58.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday CDC</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511833629451652546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TH33e6iEjcI/AAAAAAAAEqA/A8_b5TAPA_8/s400/easter2010+015.JPG" /&gt; Happy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt; CDC. I hope you have a great day and know how much I love and appreciate you.  I am so thankful to be able to share this journey with you.  You make me laugh, smile, and you make me happy.  Thanks for being a great father, husband, friend, and example!  How lucky I am to be able to kiss you everyday and to know that my best friend is always at my side.  I love you Chad.  Have a great day you handsome old man:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511833643439744898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TH33fupF54I/AAAAAAAAEqI/P6bDCQ1mApo/s400/Hawaii+2010+227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511833651721363954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TH33gNflYfI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/ZG-BkuCHFRw/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+033.jpg" /&gt; Thanks for loving me through thick and thin.  I am the luckiest women alive!&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/5049940508698815580-2677018191340929961?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/2677018191340929961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=2677018191340929961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/2677018191340929961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/2677018191340929961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-bday-cdc.html' title='Happy Bday CDC'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TH33e6iEjcI/AAAAAAAAEqA/A8_b5TAPA_8/s72-c/easter2010+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-8656618284756256997</id><published>2010-08-26T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T23:58:23.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Pinetop Repreive</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511451295370807666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THybwJFxiXI/AAAAAAAAEow/gklVve33Jig/s400/101.JPG" /&gt; We were fortunate to beat the heat in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pinetop&lt;/span&gt; for a week with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pisciotta's&lt;/span&gt;. We fished, bowled, watched movies, played cards, ate and had a great week. The Lamb &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fam&lt;/span&gt; happened to be up there also so we were able to enjoy their company to. We celebrated &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jackson's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt; with him up there at Native and then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DQ&lt;/span&gt; for dessert.  We ended up missing his baptism on Saturday but at least we had fun on his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511459531761175122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THyjPkCQylI/AAAAAAAAEpg/twvrlpPfDJQ/s400/131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511459527164986738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THyjPS6chXI/AAAAAAAAEpY/3nXXGKNBMa4/s400/129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511459515947385906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THyjOpH9hDI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/wR__2l7kaFw/s400/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THydTqV6UwI/AAAAAAAAEpI/E3Gp6eSdzSA/s1600/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511453005103911682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THydTqV6UwI/AAAAAAAAEpI/E3Gp6eSdzSA/s400/120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eric doctoring &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;B's&lt;/span&gt; toe that she cut while on one of our multiple fishing outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THydTBZKOqI/AAAAAAAAEpA/o4caQO5OXIw/s1600/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511452994111683234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THydTBZKOqI/AAAAAAAAEpA/o4caQO5OXIw/s400/116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I could not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how brave Angie was when it came to these mammoth size worms.  They grossed me out so for the most part she pretty much took care of the kids fishing bait for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THydSbyMLjI/AAAAAAAAEo4/9SCQDRZMtag/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511452984016121394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THydSbyMLjI/AAAAAAAAEo4/9SCQDRZMtag/s400/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THybv2EO22I/AAAAAAAAEoo/9VCPouR8oLo/s1600/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511451290264066914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THybv2EO22I/AAAAAAAAEoo/9VCPouR8oLo/s400/097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ethan caught a crawdad and I think that may have been the extent of what was caught between all of us.  I have no idea how to fish but we sure enjoyed trying!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THybvLqu5hI/AAAAAAAAEog/IjM9zoPdLa8/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511451278882825746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THybvLqu5hI/AAAAAAAAEog/IjM9zoPdLa8/s400/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509831108766421698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbaM3prUsI/AAAAAAAAEoA/MaIK6dpWQdo/s400/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509831102060218242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbaMeqyx4I/AAAAAAAAEn4/ox8C4FOwZsg/s400/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509831093168290338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbaL9iyuiI/AAAAAAAAEnw/L6RB1xaRrEY/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THyZRpkkwMI/AAAAAAAAEoY/HoBbl5GLTrU/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511448572490727618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THyZRpkkwMI/AAAAAAAAEoY/HoBbl5GLTrU/s400/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THyZRLYH_9I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/Da_nD_NAYq4/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511448564385447890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THyZRLYH_9I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/Da_nD_NAYq4/s400/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THyZQQzED8I/AAAAAAAAEoI/EGj4MJdGrik/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511448548660744130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THyZQQzED8I/AAAAAAAAEoI/EGj4MJdGrik/s400/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We sure missed Chad but had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of fun nonetheless.  I am so thankful that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hiatt&lt;/span&gt; have their home up there.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pinetop&lt;/span&gt; is a place that I love and I am so thankful that my kids also love to spend time up there.  Its a little slice of Heaven and especially when it 110 degrees here at home and about 80 for the high there.  We had a great week with friends and really enjoyed relaxing.  Thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; for the invite and the awesome week.  We love you and need to do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-8656618284756256997?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8656618284756256997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=8656618284756256997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8656618284756256997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8656618284756256997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-pinetop-repreive.html' title='Our Pinetop Repreive'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THybwJFxiXI/AAAAAAAAEow/gklVve33Jig/s72-c/101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-3398761329571879153</id><published>2010-08-26T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:26:23.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dog Days of Summer- Cutchen Style</title><content type='html'>As the summer is almost to its end this is one of the only reasons I will miss the heat. I cherish our lazy days as an entire family by the pool. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509804982203959794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbCcGnxyfI/AAAAAAAAEnY/8-rIeqNYLwU/s400/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509810175179048786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbHKX9hR1I/AAAAAAAAEng/Q7IGEarInvg/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;Dad must have been in the flexing mood that day. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509804978837405522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbCb6FIP1I/AAAAAAAAEnQ/9_3xQO12A7c/s400/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509803270323011074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbA4dXjfgI/AAAAAAAAEnA/tU2xl9258uY/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;I had to post this pic. Hair cuts on the back porch and poor Tyson was wiped out. There was the biggest puddle of drool on Staci's arm:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbHLG1D-3I/AAAAAAAAEno/zqmzipi8GB8/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509810187760040818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbHLG1D-3I/AAAAAAAAEno/zqmzipi8GB8/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbA357_E5I/AAAAAAAAEm4/gRF1CRe-qvE/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509803260812137362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbA357_E5I/AAAAAAAAEm4/gRF1CRe-qvE/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbA3EkTg2I/AAAAAAAAEmw/l1mP8IZ77gQ/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509803246485734242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbA3EkTg2I/AAAAAAAAEmw/l1mP8IZ77gQ/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa_6c0ujDI/AAAAAAAAEmo/DYWPRelmQCA/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509802205025045554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa_6c0ujDI/AAAAAAAAEmo/DYWPRelmQCA/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One fine looking lady joins our party from time to time.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa_5tAH6kI/AAAAAAAAEmg/2wfz-DAf38g/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509802192187943490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa_5tAH6kI/AAAAAAAAEmg/2wfz-DAf38g/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa_5Jk0RYI/AAAAAAAAEmY/VG4yFeElD2M/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509802182678168962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa_5Jk0RYI/AAAAAAAAEmY/VG4yFeElD2M/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa-ts1BlqI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/mw6zu407k10/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509800886471333538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa-ts1BlqI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/mw6zu407k10/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa-tLJbhmI/AAAAAAAAEmI/psIR8APl5ho/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509800877430113890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa-tLJbhmI/AAAAAAAAEmI/psIR8APl5ho/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dads hair cut pre cut. The kids sure got a kick out of it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa-sjDKqzI/AAAAAAAAEmA/ruQx-JUmhfo/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509800866666425138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THa-sjDKqzI/AAAAAAAAEmA/ruQx-JUmhfo/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-3398761329571879153?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3398761329571879153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=3398761329571879153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3398761329571879153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3398761329571879153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/08/dog-days-of-summer-cutchen-style.html' title='The Dog Days of Summer- Cutchen Style'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THbCcGnxyfI/AAAAAAAAEnY/8-rIeqNYLwU/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-7910954681230238921</id><published>2010-08-23T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T12:15:42.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell 2010</title><content type='html'>Wayne trying to steal my job:)Note: Bishop in the bottom left corner also trying to put me out of business.  I am a horrible &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;contribution&lt;/span&gt; to the meals on our trip.  I try to make up for it by cleaning as best I can.  It gives me a feeling of worth on the Tuscan Vista!!! This post is no particular order since I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think this blog is very friendly!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509786784129718322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THax41gxmDI/AAAAAAAAElw/AtT5QAL4YfM/s400/149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509786792865251458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THax5WDfQII/AAAAAAAAEl4/dBTOSBV_eKY/s400/187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THax4VR2obI/AAAAAAAAElo/XVICWQbZof0/s1600/206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509786775477199282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THax4VR2obI/AAAAAAAAElo/XVICWQbZof0/s400/206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tate was love struck by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jessica's&lt;/span&gt; friend Aubrey who was a doll.  He was to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; to do his talent.  Or maybe just to tired by the looks of his face.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THawRuqxT8I/AAAAAAAAElg/zRulfGRxTbc/s1600/196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509785012766068674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THawRuqxT8I/AAAAAAAAElg/zRulfGRxTbc/s400/196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Larson Family showing us all the talent one family can have.  Really they are a very talented family.  Ivy danced around quite well with her crutches that were due to an accident that was had on the jet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ski's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THawRAd2LHI/AAAAAAAAElY/avUEC_QDq84/s1600/190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509785000363830386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THawRAd2LHI/AAAAAAAAElY/avUEC_QDq84/s400/190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This may have been one of the funnier moments of my life.  The Lamb skit was thought out practiced and perfected.  It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; for occasion.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THawQdhYlbI/AAAAAAAAElQ/wUfytQ0d_N0/s1600/176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509784990983427506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THawQdhYlbI/AAAAAAAAElQ/wUfytQ0d_N0/s400/176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ivy and Nick.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; they look like they could be on High School Musical:)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THavCLNqJiI/AAAAAAAAElI/VruhZlDuYcc/s1600/174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509783646039057954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THavCLNqJiI/AAAAAAAAElI/VruhZlDuYcc/s400/174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THavBi1g2JI/AAAAAAAAElA/FRr-Cieq8lo/s1600/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509783635200366738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THavBi1g2JI/AAAAAAAAElA/FRr-Cieq8lo/s400/161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THavBJJJy9I/AAAAAAAAEk4/xzpC4g4Jesk/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509783628303420370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THavBJJJy9I/AAAAAAAAEk4/xzpC4g4Jesk/s400/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this may be the only pic of Chad and I together since I am always the one taking pictures.  Also my camera decided to not work for half of the trip so I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; take a ton of pictures.  I need to get together with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chea&lt;/span&gt; since I am certain she will have captured some amazing pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THN0T8qxjFI/AAAAAAAAEko/XQ-EFF7_K8Q/s1600/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508874655256120402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THN0T8qxjFI/AAAAAAAAEko/XQ-EFF7_K8Q/s400/152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tate is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; game to try anything.  That surfing thing is not as easy as it seems.  I stunk at it, but had fun attempting.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNy0hil7lI/AAAAAAAAEkY/4hokR4vyPBU/s1600/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508873015886474834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNy0hil7lI/AAAAAAAAEkY/4hokR4vyPBU/s400/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNyzYFFAAI/AAAAAAAAEkI/0-z4bzXAYLE/s1600/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508872996166893570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNyzYFFAAI/AAAAAAAAEkI/0-z4bzXAYLE/s400/113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was our final lake trip with Nick before he left for his mission.  On Thurs night&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I had not slept all night and spent most of the night on the top of the boat.  It was amazingly peaceful, the moon was full and we were in this canyon that was illuminated from the moon.  What a sight, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a sucker for the full moon anyhow.   I watched and listened to fish jump for hours.  I sat and pontificated how anyone can not believe in God.  Its not just by chance places like LP &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exist&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyhow once the sun came up I went and tried to wake Nick and Josh up.  I was done just staring at the glass for water.  They &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whined&lt;/span&gt; and moaned for a long time and told me to go back to bed.  I kept at it and 30 min later we were on the lake:)  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad we did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; that turned out to be the last chance to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wake board&lt;/span&gt; of the trip.  The boat started having some troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNyynWUDDI/AAAAAAAAEkA/sY-AsEZ4fl0/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508872983085845554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNyynWUDDI/AAAAAAAAEkA/sY-AsEZ4fl0/s400/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B popped right up and seemed to be getting more and more comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNtAwRawMI/AAAAAAAAEj4/ywVIAHDVb2s/s1600/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508866628929634498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNtAwRawMI/AAAAAAAAEj4/ywVIAHDVb2s/s400/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tate got up and hung on for dear life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNtAQWlMKI/AAAAAAAAEjw/MFmGNO71QDg/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508866620361355426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNtAQWlMKI/AAAAAAAAEjw/MFmGNO71QDg/s400/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Hosts with the Most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNs_pMfrdI/AAAAAAAAEjo/4aVSody8A7w/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508866609850068434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNs_pMfrdI/AAAAAAAAEjo/4aVSody8A7w/s400/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again our family was fortunate enough to be invited by the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Larson's&lt;/span&gt; to share a week at LP with the Lambs also.  I cant even do justice to what Heaven LP is to me.  I enjoy every element of the place and love to take part in the fun.    We hiked Hole in the Rock again.  I had a new perspective after reading the Undaunted.  It meant more than it had in the past.  I taught my kids about those pioneers who paved the way down the steep hill in wagons, nearly impossible. They seemed to want to take part in the hike a little more after they knew the story behind it.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; thankful to have LP memories forever imprinted in my mind, and for such great people I have the pleasure of being friends with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-7910954681230238921?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/7910954681230238921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=7910954681230238921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/7910954681230238921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/7910954681230238921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/08/lake-powell-2010.html' title='Lake Powell 2010'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THax41gxmDI/AAAAAAAAElw/AtT5QAL4YfM/s72-c/149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-4512281354587250492</id><published>2010-08-23T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:44:44.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap of May</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508860596065633474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNnhmGjhMI/AAAAAAAAEjI/kkjUbI-cgDk/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNoTgK96uI/AAAAAAAAEjg/sZwJlYPs3jU/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508861453466987234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNoTgK96uI/AAAAAAAAEjg/sZwJlYPs3jU/s400/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNoSy2xWYI/AAAAAAAAEjY/wWvnwQ-oAZI/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508861441302681986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNoSy2xWYI/AAAAAAAAEjY/wWvnwQ-oAZI/s400/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNniW8eKmI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/r9ZtQ6frtLc/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508860609176676962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNniW8eKmI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/r9ZtQ6frtLc/s400/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ended the school year with a glitter toe party for B and her friends. It sort of doubled as a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt; party since we had not done one.  It was fun and the girls were excited, especially Ty go figure.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaelynn&lt;/span&gt; was such a good sport to come and do 9 little girls toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508860582568121650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNngz0f1TI/AAAAAAAAEjA/Z3k5HWgaU14/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;B and Tate both had end of the year presentations.  Funny how each of them have a good friend that made their school year so much fun.  There is something about having a best friend to share it with. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508859231874924866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNmSMGJQUI/AAAAAAAAEi4/Porc-RK9ZWo/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;Tate and Abe Ashby got to be such good friends.  They are 2 peas in a pod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508859216652832274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNmRTY6jhI/AAAAAAAAEiw/RZNKRO49JuA/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508859199644955826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNmQUB69LI/AAAAAAAAEio/z0QVev9hoMI/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-4512281354587250492?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/4512281354587250492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=4512281354587250492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4512281354587250492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4512281354587250492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/08/recap-of-may.html' title='Recap of May'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/THNnhmGjhMI/AAAAAAAAEjI/kkjUbI-cgDk/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-970068139304930746</id><published>2010-08-12T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:01:32.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously-</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9acf680b82c67452" 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://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9acf680b82c67452%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330293351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7BAEBDD996170EDC954B76B2322EE4D952A06D4F.28E083F08529CFEFF8479E6F63BED2C5BFA73577%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9acf680b82c67452%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhItYrqvyV6eLk5ghLvLPKqpX4P0&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://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9acf680b82c67452%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330293351%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7BAEBDD996170EDC954B76B2322EE4D952A06D4F.28E083F08529CFEFF8479E6F63BED2C5BFA73577%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9acf680b82c67452%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhItYrqvyV6eLk5ghLvLPKqpX4P0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Tylee is always getting into Brooklyn's room while she is away. There are always random pictures on her camera that give her away. When B got home from school and found that Ty had used her camera she decided to look at the footage to see what randomness Ty had come up with. This video says it all. I have a feeling I am in for it with her. I have laughed repeatedly at this and hope you will also. One to many people have asked her if she has a boyfriend, so I guess she thinks she needs one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-970068139304930746?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/970068139304930746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=970068139304930746' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/970068139304930746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/970068139304930746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/08/seriously.html' title='Seriously-'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-7806496487501939563</id><published>2010-08-09T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T08:38:32.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Build a Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TFplsNWVHwI/AAAAAAAAEdg/-ikjitK9d4k/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TFplsNWVHwI/AAAAAAAAEdg/-ikjitK9d4k/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TFpnQCICEhI/AAAAAAAAEeI/StVwqbk-obk/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TFpnQCICEhI/AAAAAAAAEeI/StVwqbk-obk/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TFpnApcAVpI/AAAAAAAAEeA/Sg9hsVWjL_E/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TFpnApcAVpI/AAAAAAAAEeA/Sg9hsVWjL_E/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A while back Ty asked since we didn't do a birthday party if she could go to build a bear.&amp;nbsp; Just what we need another stuffed animal!&amp;nbsp; She asked if she could invite Sadie Edwards to come along.&amp;nbsp; We had such a fun time and the girls loved every minute of it.&amp;nbsp; I had to laugh at the bears they picked out but was not about to try to change their minds.&amp;nbsp; The lady who helped us out had a good time with them and made them do a special friendship ritual while creating their bears.&amp;nbsp; It was way cute and they totally bought into the friends thing.&amp;nbsp; After we were all done bathing and combing our bears they decided they would both rather have a brush kit then clothes.&amp;nbsp; When we were all said and done we ate lunch at paradise bakery and called it a party.&amp;nbsp; May have been the cheapest bday party we have ever had but I'm not telling.&amp;nbsp; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TGAf7c-bsVI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/nY47RlALuvo/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TGAf7c-bsVI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/nY47RlALuvo/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-7806496487501939563?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/7806496487501939563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=7806496487501939563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/7806496487501939563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/7806496487501939563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/08/build-bear.html' title='Build a Bear'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TFplsNWVHwI/AAAAAAAAEdg/-ikjitK9d4k/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-2401206846511631249</id><published>2010-07-14T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:14:39.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Ball</title><content type='html'>Being busy has been a key factor in my putting off blogging  We are not nearly as busy as we were thank goodness.  A big factor to our hectic schedule was playing ball.  I helped to coach Brooklyn's team with Reed and Chad coached Tate's team.  Not only were we coaching but I was playing women's on Tues and Chad plays men's on Thurs.  We are so glad that our kids love to play ball and think its so fun to be at the ball park.   B is #8 which is our family number.  Its funny how families and kids have a favorite number.  Chad was always # 8 so that is the number the kids pick to be also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TD6tGf9wxgI/AAAAAAAAEcg/kzlge_2rbHE/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494017261010505026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TD6rlyBlTUI/AAAAAAAAEcY/cW67JODOemI/s400/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494018922609952258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TD6tGf9wxgI/AAAAAAAAEcg/kzlge_2rbHE/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the beginning of the season B played first base and really enjoyed it.  As the season went on she started to practice pitching and got to be really good at it.  The few games she pitched she had really good numbers.  Coach Reed also decided that she played a great catcher and she finished the season as our starting catcher.  We had so much fun this year and had such a great group of girls on our team.  It was fun to coach with Reed, but it was so rewarding to see Brooklyn love to play ball and continue to improve.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TD6rlewaXJI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/UGvWUw11R_c/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494017255838211218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TD6rlewaXJI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/UGvWUw11R_c/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tate loves to play ball and was the star of his team.  I think because he is so into playing ball he mentally just understands it.  He always asks questions about different scenarios and where the plays would be.  Tate loves to slide and typically slid whether it was needed or not.  He pretty much always had his head in the game which is abnormal for his age group.  Most of the kids tend to be in la la land but not him.  It was so fun to watch his sheer excitement when he stopped a ball or got a great hit.  Chad is an excellent coach and has quite the following.  I think he had 14 or 15 kids on his team because parents requested him.  He loves coaching though and Tate loves to have his dad out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TD6rkowmWMI/AAAAAAAAEcI/_1tblbvirT0/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494017241343482050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TD6rkowmWMI/AAAAAAAAEcI/_1tblbvirT0/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494013077278015650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TD6nyQaBwKI/AAAAAAAAEcA/mOHRm4jZORE/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;Tate was really down on the day of his last game so I said hey buddy whats wrong.  He told me he was sad that it was his last game for a long time.  Poor kid moped around for like 2 whole days after that.  I love ball season but have to admit that 3 to 4 games a week is plenty for one family.  I enjoy the time off but cant wait for next season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494013069137093538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TD6nxyFFI6I/AAAAAAAAEb4/OaXXmFdc4fI/s400/007.JPG" /&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/5049940508698815580-2401206846511631249?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/2401206846511631249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=2401206846511631249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/2401206846511631249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/2401206846511631249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/07/play-ball.html' title='Play Ball'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TD6rlyBlTUI/AAAAAAAAEcY/cW67JODOemI/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-4760303205122047671</id><published>2010-07-11T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T01:27:00.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She had a Birthday, Shout Hooray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOORAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492907574834159186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TDq6Vi4K3lI/AAAAAAAAEbI/vfOngbPg6TI/s400/ty1.jpg" /&gt;Once again I am way late. Late is better than never so hear goes the last 2 months. My baby turned 4 and I can not believe it. She continues to get cuter and more entertaining as she gets older. She is so funny and always makes me laugh. Its a hard combination when she gets into trouble because I'm typically trying not to laugh at whatever it is that she did. She has the largest personality in a little petite body. She only weighs 36 pounds which is pretty small. She is extremely happy and carefree. Tylee talks to everyone and is not shy. Sometimes with boys she will pretend like shes shy but there is no chance. She is such a blessing to me because she reminds me how fun it is to be a mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492910689800758962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TDq9K3CFJrI/AAAAAAAAEbY/2ERv-C0ByQc/s400/044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492909117264227970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TDq7vU4J7oI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/1MbTPXu7n3g/s400/052.jpg" /&gt;She is so sassy and into girl stuff. She loves flowers in her hair and to wear &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;perfume&lt;/span&gt; and lip gloss. The best part about it though is she is just as much into dirt and bugs. She is always finding little critters and picking them up to play with. I personally am fine with bugs but under no circumstances do I care to hold them. I like that she is a little tom boy to go along with the priss. It makes for a well rounded girl, I'm hoping any way. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492912201228160178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TDq-i1idDLI/AAAAAAAAEbg/4WLIkKcNR6E/s400/shopping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492924510044495266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TDrJvTc9HaI/AAAAAAAAEbw/hnb2vcny32U/s400/113.JPG" /&gt;I am so fortunate to have Tylee for my daughter. She is happy and loving and is very sweet. I am lucky because she tells me " I love you Mommy " numerous times throughout the day. I love being her mom and I adore her fun personality. I love you Tylee.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492919402832202194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TDrFGBmqCdI/AAAAAAAAEbo/Iz8ggvIGNVs/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-4760303205122047671?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/4760303205122047671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=4760303205122047671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4760303205122047671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4760303205122047671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/07/she-had-birthday-shout-hooray.html' title='She had a Birthday, Shout Hooray'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/TDq6Vi4K3lI/AAAAAAAAEbI/vfOngbPg6TI/s72-c/ty1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-3755694819158655438</id><published>2010-05-12T16:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T02:17:25.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-tWZi5907I/AAAAAAAAEaY/L8VU7wa6ZDo/s1600/Hawaii+2010+238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470561169238250418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-tWZi5907I/AAAAAAAAEaY/L8VU7wa6ZDo/s400/Hawaii+2010+238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As the weather improved we hit the beach and enjoyed soaking up the sun. I will admit that I never got in the water. I am such a wimp when it comes to cold water or just being wet and cold. I was just as happy to sit and watch people and enjoy my surroundings. I love laying out and enjoying the sun when the weather is good. Chad on the other hand snorkeled quite a bit with Jared and saw some cool fish and a turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470534876538034226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-s-fG9vWDI/AAAAAAAAEZg/7ygU87WLfto/s400/Hawaii+2010+245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470534887393958114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-s-fvZ_mOI/AAAAAAAAEZo/qUKZ6GP9MLg/s400/Hawaii+2010+247.JPG" /&gt;Bubba Gumps&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470534889580883218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-s-f3jZbRI/AAAAAAAAEZw/ULB-r4TkWQ8/s400/Hawaii+2010+250.JPG" /&gt;Each night as we finished our daily activities we would go back to the rooms and get cleaned up and head to eat. We ate at a bunch of different places but my favorite was Cheeseburger in Paradise. Not only was the food good but the guy providing the music was awesome. It was just fun sitting up top right next to the ocean and singing along.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470534860390232226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-s-eKzzcKI/AAAAAAAAEZY/EIp5rwcS9Lk/s400/Hawaii+2010+241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-tWY3Pay5I/AAAAAAAAEaQ/M4Ep-xhCMtY/s1600/Hawaii+2010+275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470561157517069202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-tWY3Pay5I/AAAAAAAAEaQ/M4Ep-xhCMtY/s400/Hawaii+2010+275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Sat after we checked out we drove around were able to see some more amazing places.  We drove about half way to Hana and then had to head back to catch our plane.  It was the most beautiful place I have ever seen.  It was so lush and green all along the road.  It is an extremely windy road but is worth the car sickness.  This picture was taken just right along the road.  We pulled down a little street and saw this amazing view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470538946226120978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-tCL_u_aRI/AAAAAAAAEaI/NHFz0o6B5qQ/s400/Hawaii+2010+281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an amazing week which I am so lucky to have been able to spend with Chad.  I am so glad we were able to experience Hawaii together and feel like we were on our honeymoon all over again.  Its amazing what peeling all the stresses of everyday life away can do for a person.  It was fun to enjoy Chads company and share this wonderful experience with him.  I appreciate all that Chad does for me.  He works hard and provides for our family.  I appreciate the kindness and love that he shows me.  Thanks Chad for making this vacation special for me.  I love you!  I am also so thankful the Larson's were a part of our vacation.  Not only were they great company but they made this trip possible for us.  They even sat in the jacuzzi with me almost every night even though they don't love to be cozy in the hot tub with strangers:)  Its not everyday that you have friends who make you want to be better people.  They are so much fun to be around and I feel like the understand Chad and I.     We love you guys and cherish your friendship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-s-eKzzcKI/AAAAAAAAEZY/EIp5rwcS9Lk/s1600/Hawaii+2010+241.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-3755694819158655438?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3755694819158655438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=3755694819158655438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3755694819158655438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3755694819158655438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/05/hawaii-part-4.html' title='Hawaii part 4'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-tWZi5907I/AAAAAAAAEaY/L8VU7wa6ZDo/s72-c/Hawaii+2010+238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-2571627931399540734</id><published>2010-05-12T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T02:11:34.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-puEyEiJFI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/Z0Dq_Sy25Dc/s1600/Hawaii+2010+231.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470304316326345234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-psyvPq-hI/AAAAAAAAEZA/bpisY5iiPB8/s400/Hawaii+2010+236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-puEQ2A63I/AAAAAAAAEZI/R8WjkcyRQ3Q/s1600/Hawaii+2010+234.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The funny part about this picture is it was take 2 of me trying to swing from a vine like Jane of the jungle. The first attempt ended with the vine ripping off the tree and me on my face in the dirt. So for my 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; attempt I picked a much thicker vine and gave it a test run before I started swinging. Maybe you had to be there but I am laughing as I type this.  Could I look any more pale standing next to Mrs. Hawaiian Tropic:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470304302914494194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-psx9SCXvI/AAAAAAAAEY4/IAoz5ODjsHk/s400/Hawaii+2010+233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470290787962541042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-pgfSKZU_I/AAAAAAAAEYI/wUm7KK3vQVg/s400/Hawaii+2010+194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470293349638161218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-pi0ZJdQ0I/AAAAAAAAEYw/V0SXOYmM_sA/s400/Hawaii+2010+227.JPG" /&gt; I could not get past how lush and green everything is . It was so cool as I looked down over the edge of the road as we were driving along to just see all green tree tops. This bridge was so cool and had a beautiful stream that ran under it. It was even better because right across the street from it was a pineapple stand and for 2 bucks I had the best pineapple I had ever tasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470293323690105906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-piy4e9XDI/AAAAAAAAEYY/TDIEloeD52U/s400/Hawaii+2010+216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470290795979618386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-pgfwB0OFI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/FYmpyASZb54/s400/Hawaii+2010+205.JPG" /&gt; The later into the week we decided to pack a little more into our days so that we would have the chance to see all that we wanted to. It worked out to our advantage that the Larson's had been to Maui before and knew the neat things to see. We went and found this blow hole that was really cool. I thought it was amazing how you could watch the wave roll in and then you hear the pressure build up and then shortly after water erupts out of the rock. Mother Earth is one amazing creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-2571627931399540734?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/2571627931399540734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=2571627931399540734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/2571627931399540734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/2571627931399540734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/05/hawaii-part-3.html' title='Hawaii part 3'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-psyvPq-hI/AAAAAAAAEZA/bpisY5iiPB8/s72-c/Hawaii+2010+236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-8696534845913494408</id><published>2010-05-11T14:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T00:52:26.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii Part 2</title><content type='html'>We spent 5 hours on Wed doing a zip line course across a mountain range.  There were 7 different zip lines going from the top of one ridge to the next.  It was over 3 miles of flying and was so amazing.  Not only were the views breathtaking, the feeling of flying was so exhilarating.  I would not describe myself as boring but I have never done anything as daring as this and yet it was not scary!  The harnesses felt extremely secure and the guys who were working the operation were awesome.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470139426585620114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nW05F-rpI/AAAAAAAAEWo/Ty_qK-Rjgzo/s400/Hawaii+2010+113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-pGXQLzzOI/AAAAAAAAEX4/QWe5c9P6-QM/s1600/Hawaii+2010+194.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-pGWyifUHI/AAAAAAAAEXw/kCYdQUXpWTM/s1600/Hawaii+2010+177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470262054732386418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-pGWyifUHI/AAAAAAAAEXw/kCYdQUXpWTM/s400/Hawaii+2010+177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-pGWB-sIZI/AAAAAAAAEXo/dWBfvUnLES0/s1600/Hawaii+2010+173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470262041697329554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-pGWB-sIZI/AAAAAAAAEXo/dWBfvUnLES0/s400/Hawaii+2010+173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was pretty windy and rained a tad so it was fairly chilly.  You cant see it in the picture below but this was a complete rainbow.  You could see where it started and where it ended.  I'm certain we could have found the pot of gold if we would have tried:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-o6s3W_8kI/AAAAAAAAEXg/Xeb2zctWwDw/s1600/Hawaii+2010+167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470249239843959362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-o6s3W_8kI/AAAAAAAAEXg/Xeb2zctWwDw/s400/Hawaii+2010+167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me getting ready to take off.  Zippin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-o6sDmGdrI/AAAAAAAAEXY/KCn2E5rou-M/s1600/Hawaii+2010+143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470249225948657330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-o6sDmGdrI/AAAAAAAAEXY/KCn2E5rou-M/s400/Hawaii+2010+143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was one of the ridges that we zipped over.  We were 650 feet above the ground at one point. That is quite high but yet it was not scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nYKZFz2zI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/LyBC9aLcaNU/s1600/Hawaii+2010+139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470140895463725874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nYKZFz2zI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/LyBC9aLcaNU/s400/Hawaii+2010+139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nYJ0JZ_EI/AAAAAAAAEXI/p01hNuhpty8/s1600/Hawaii+2010+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470140885546695746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nYJ0JZ_EI/AAAAAAAAEXI/p01hNuhpty8/s400/Hawaii+2010+138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nYJXJYz3I/AAAAAAAAEXA/vJWLXlARL1U/s1600/Hawaii+2010+133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470140877761990514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nYJXJYz3I/AAAAAAAAEXA/vJWLXlARL1U/s400/Hawaii+2010+133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nW1zXSTgI/AAAAAAAAEW4/Zq4wk3iO1qI/s1600/Hawaii+2010+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470139442227465730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nW1zXSTgI/AAAAAAAAEW4/Zq4wk3iO1qI/s400/Hawaii+2010+127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were 11 of us total so some of the time was spent waiting for our turns.  The last line that we went on was the longest and fastest.  They said we got up to about 40 mph.  Chad and Jared decided it was a race and didn't take the proper measures to slow themselves down very well.  Chad hit his knee on the brake on the last one but that was the extent of any injuries that occurred while on this crazy adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nW1aEaz9I/AAAAAAAAEWw/iw5I-Z_jYn0/s1600/Hawaii+2010+124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470139435437445074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nW1aEaz9I/AAAAAAAAEWw/iw5I-Z_jYn0/s400/Hawaii+2010+124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was definitely worth every penny and was so neat.  If you are ever in Maui I would strongly recommend Flyin Hawaiian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nW05F-rpI/AAAAAAAAEWo/Ty_qK-Rjgzo/s1600/Hawaii+2010+113.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&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/5049940508698815580-8696534845913494408?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8696534845913494408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=8696534845913494408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8696534845913494408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8696534845913494408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/05/hawaii-part-2.html' title='Hawaii Part 2'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nW05F-rpI/AAAAAAAAEWo/Ty_qK-Rjgzo/s72-c/Hawaii+2010+113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-6274921060758932780</id><published>2010-05-11T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:54:33.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii Part 1</title><content type='html'>Our room was so much more than I even imagined.  I was so happy to call it home for 7 days.  It had a full kitchen and the bathroom was huge.  The bed was cozy as mine at home.  It was just icing in the cake.  It was so nice getting off the plane and going to our condo.  I can barely stand flying but it was worth it I must say.  The Larson's room was right next door to ours and that was nice to not have to go far to find their company.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nBYRZNQOI/AAAAAAAAEWg/krRh5ZR2Vzg/s1600/Hawaii+2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470115845148328162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nBYRZNQOI/AAAAAAAAEWg/krRh5ZR2Vzg/s400/Hawaii+2010+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nBXwDCODI/AAAAAAAAEWY/PRr6L3B8-7A/s1600/Hawaii+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470115836196960306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nBXwDCODI/AAAAAAAAEWY/PRr6L3B8-7A/s400/Hawaii+2010+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nBXZGHwSI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/0YhTK9KGUkA/s1600/Hawaii+2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470115830035890466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nBXZGHwSI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/0YhTK9KGUkA/s400/Hawaii+2010+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was our first day there and I was still in shock at how awesome the view was from our room.  We were on the tenth floor and looking right out over the ocean.  I'm pretty sure that our doors never shut.  I slept like a baby for the most part, listening to the ocean all night will do that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470107629731933058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m56ElTa4I/AAAAAAAAEUo/Qkpn8JW_rzs/s400/Hawaii+2010+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470107640125274082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m56rTRN-I/AAAAAAAAEUw/tquFMQM2G08/s400/Hawaii+2010+033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 415px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470107648859413858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m57L1pnWI/AAAAAAAAEU4/DrmZGwxsnrU/s400/Hawaii+2010+045.JPG" /&gt;I know I am a total dork and love golf. I have not played much since high school but I love the peace and scenery that goes along with golfing. Its quiet and as calm and methodical as you make it. I have to say I felt it was some what of an honor to tag along and see all that Kapalua had to offer. To say it is beautiful is an understatement. Majority of the holes are with the ocean in view. I loved it even with the weather conditions.  It was truly amazing!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m9_X2skQI/AAAAAAAAEWA/elXIkTmsovA/s1600/Hawaii+2010+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470112118851014914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m9_X2skQI/AAAAAAAAEWA/elXIkTmsovA/s400/Hawaii+2010+104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m9-8onnNI/AAAAAAAAEV4/mDU6f7FRlEk/s1600/Hawaii+2010+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470112111544212690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m9-8onnNI/AAAAAAAAEV4/mDU6f7FRlEk/s400/Hawaii+2010+110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470112088650510482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m99nWVcJI/AAAAAAAAEVo/lnUxiWw2tl0/s400/Hawaii+2010+101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470109828292818482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m76C3ENjI/AAAAAAAAEVg/xxLQ16gYVlE/s400/Hawaii+2010+086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470109819835535682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m75jWsUUI/AAAAAAAAEVY/FFeVFkj7vCo/s400/Hawaii+2010+080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; The guys had to hit over the water for this hole.  It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470109814516493922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m75PiiLmI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/kqdEBBz8KvI/s400/Hawaii+2010+067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470109807652913778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m741-IQnI/AAAAAAAAEVI/A9Pwg7mvN94/s400/Hawaii+2010+071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470112096029408178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-m9-C1me7I/AAAAAAAAEVw/qdF1VmwR1Qo/s400/Hawaii+2010+111.JPG" /&gt;I think this last putt may have been for dinner but I will leave who ended up buying a secret:) We didnt have great weather the first few days but it didnt matter.  It is just amazing and the scenery is like nothing I have ever witnessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-6274921060758932780?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6274921060758932780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=6274921060758932780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6274921060758932780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6274921060758932780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/05/hawaii-part-1.html' title='Hawaii Part 1'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-nBYRZNQOI/AAAAAAAAEWg/krRh5ZR2Vzg/s72-c/Hawaii+2010+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-3461883160161696098</id><published>2010-05-11T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:57:18.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469911597626054962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kHngFKWTI/AAAAAAAAEUY/ElTx4udnGDk/s400/easter5.jpg" /&gt;We had a great Easter this year doing all the same traditions from the previous years. Lots of fun coloring eggs and hunting eggs full of treasures. Grandma Cutchen warmed the jacuzzi and we had our first swim of the year as usual. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful family. I so grateful my kids will grow up having cousins who are their best friends. I could not ask for a better family and thank my Heavenly Father for them everyday.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469911579158590466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kHmbSLNAI/AAAAAAAAEUA/33wdW9iel9k/s400/easter3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469910732032824706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kG1Hfp1YI/AAAAAAAAETg/eyqrBBQzovI/s400/easter1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kJTc1ozOI/AAAAAAAAEUg/WQW7hNGaoww/s1600/easter2010+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469913452181507298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kJTc1ozOI/AAAAAAAAEUg/WQW7hNGaoww/s400/easter2010+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had chicken in the dirt and homemade ice cream at Kyle and Linda's again this year. This is a tradition handed down from generations and I think its awesome to keep it alive. The kids think their house is the greatest playground ever. Well it kind of is. They live on a mountain so my kids love to hike to the top and look back at everything. I sure missed having my B not with us on this day. Its never complete without her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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_5469911594578657154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kHnUumv4I/AAAAAAAAEUQ/yvktpW3BaD8/s400/easter2010+017.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469911587707554786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kHm7IaC-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/bmrWwNxNKPI/s400/easter2010+011.JPG" /&gt;This picture just makes me smile. I'm not sure any 4 year old has her amount of personality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469910742810153746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kG1vpK0xI/AAAAAAAAETo/UVczO20Xn3A/s400/easter2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469910762527427138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kG25GIikI/AAAAAAAAET4/2iuSTtX3Am8/s400/easter2010+009.JPG" /&gt;I think the older I get I appreciate the Atonement and those events that transpired the week leading up to the Saviors death. I'm certain more understanding comes with age but for some reason this year more than ever I just felt so blessed to have a Savior. I know that I am never alone and I know that Jesus has ascended below any other person and suffered for me for my family and for you. I know that it is through His example and our faith in the perfect plan that we can fully utilize the amazing gift that we have all been given. I didn't earn it, if anything I have done the opposite but its a gift and its one I am thankful for on a daily basis. I can not think of a more amazing offering than to be able to repent and better myself continually. It is only through Gods grace that we can be made whole. I am BLESSED, I know that He is on my right hand and on my left and walking this journey with me. I am truly blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-3461883160161696098?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3461883160161696098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=3461883160161696098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3461883160161696098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3461883160161696098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/05/easter-2010.html' title='Easter 2010'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kHngFKWTI/AAAAAAAAEUY/ElTx4udnGDk/s72-c/easter5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-5286548259817033149</id><published>2010-05-10T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T00:21:26.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What we Have Been up to....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469908139308879410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kEeM2GDjI/AAAAAAAAETQ/VekCYGHpihI/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469908142595724610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kEeZFvVUI/AAAAAAAAETY/lQuNLwBIUYg/s400/disney.jpg" /&gt; We took the kids to Disney on Ice to celebrate 100 years of Disney. They enjoyed it and it was a fun way to celebrates Brooklyn's B-Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469903061281415794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-j_2nuAInI/AAAAAAAAETI/UdGoU-FsKHU/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-j_2N30tdI/AAAAAAAAETA/xscD4k-eX_s/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469903054343288274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-j_2N30tdI/AAAAAAAAETA/xscD4k-eX_s/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-j_1hNNCmI/AAAAAAAAES4/0OBrceMbPAU/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469903042353367650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-j_1hNNCmI/AAAAAAAAES4/0OBrceMbPAU/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-j_1Jf8GyI/AAAAAAAAESw/Diysp3oUFJE/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469903035989498658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-j_1Jf8GyI/AAAAAAAAESw/Diysp3oUFJE/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-j_0k-j3JI/AAAAAAAAESo/njkv-05kdJA/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469903026185821330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-j_0k-j3JI/AAAAAAAAESo/njkv-05kdJA/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Staci is always good at keeping us in the loop of what shows are coming. Thanks Staci for always taking the time to plan these fun activities.&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/5049940508698815580-5286548259817033149?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5286548259817033149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=5286548259817033149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5286548259817033149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5286548259817033149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-we-have-been-up-to.html' title='What we Have Been up to....'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S-kEeM2GDjI/AAAAAAAAETQ/VekCYGHpihI/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-6695780126626547538</id><published>2010-04-09T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T01:05:09.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooklyns Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S9frQkONMVI/AAAAAAAAESg/Vs79FvSEQrI/s1600/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465095342671081810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S9frQkONMVI/AAAAAAAAESg/Vs79FvSEQrI/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just the thought of having a child in double digits makes me feel old. I am so blessed to have been entrusted to watch over B. She is an awesome daughter, student and friend. She is stunningly beautiful and a lot of fun also. She has a great personality and I am enjoying that she is starting to figure out who she is. She is developing her personal interests and not just what others are doing or want her to be doing. I am certain that I push her to do a thing or two that she would rather not do. However I know she will thank me later when she can serenade me on the piano. I know that I am very behind in posting this but here are 10 things about B as she has just entered into her 10Th year. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. B is a social butterfly and loves to spend time with her family and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  2. She has had straight A's this entire year and manages to stay ahead even with all the extra things she participates in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  3. She can fall asleep in nothing flat. Typically once I have tucked her in she is asleep within minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  4. B is in the middle of her 3rd season playing fast pitch softball. She loves going to her practices and games and is constantly throwing the ball around. She has done amazing learning to catch and pitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  5. She is a singer and loves music. She always wants tunes on and typically knows all the words to the songs. If she has heard a song she knows the words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  6. She was the Vice Pres at her school but was asked to take over as the Pres because the girl that was the president changed schools. She has taken the extra responsibility and done a great job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  7. She has a few different things she collects but snow globes, pencils and chap sticks top the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  8. I don't think I have had to remind her to do her homework once this entire year. She comes home and just gets it done. It is so nice to not have to struggle about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  9. She loves chicken enchiladas, and pretty much all meat. She is a pretty good eater and for the most part I can get her to try new things. Except she does not like anything with cinnamon. No cinnamon rolls, churro's, french toast and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   10. She is only a few inches shorter than I am and her feet are only about 2 sizes smaller. My guess is by the time she is 11, we will be eye to eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465095327530965490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S9frPr0hWfI/AAAAAAAAESY/Nk4OtXfYO1M/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+036.jpg" /&gt;Its so crazy how quickly life goes by and how fast she has grown up. I could not be more pleased with the person that she is already and what she is becoming. Sometimes we take different paths in our lives, some of which are harder than others. From the moment that I held my 10 pound angel I knew of my worth and that being a mother would bring me joy that nothing else could. Yes I was only 18 but from the moment I laid eyes on her I wanted nothing more than to be her mother, and the best mom I could possibly be. That feeling has never waivered. I love you Brooklyn and appreciate all that you have blessed me with in my life. You truly are one of my best friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-6695780126626547538?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6695780126626547538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=6695780126626547538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6695780126626547538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6695780126626547538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/04/brooklyns-birthday.html' title='Brooklyns Birthday'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S9frQkONMVI/AAAAAAAAESg/Vs79FvSEQrI/s72-c/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-4875241774060141224</id><published>2010-04-09T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T01:24:19.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S77alaKxN_I/AAAAAAAAESQ/7QETA962fkw/s1600/IMG_1755.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S77alK98UTI/AAAAAAAAESI/IEehZSnp5H8/s1600/disney.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fort "No Sleep"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458037310566944866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S77YBBsr0GI/AAAAAAAAERw/mI7O6cdgU60/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;I promised B that over the break she could have Larken and Cassidy sleep over.  It ended up being a fun little slumber party.  Or should I say lack there of slumber?  Its not all that often that the 3 girls get together so we were excited.  Tate decided he wanted in on the action and Cache was more than happy to oblige.  Well and Tylee was just elated to be included!  She was so happy to hang out with the bigger kids.  They wanted to build a fort they could sleep in so I did my best.  My fort making skills are a bit rusty but it worked and they didnt seem to mind the kitchen floor:)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S77YCkYnbXI/AAAAAAAAESA/c2JHx6Sn8NY/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458037337057881458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S77YCkYnbXI/AAAAAAAAESA/c2JHx6Sn8NY/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We shut all the lights out and they watched a movie and had popcorn in the fort.  I was a lot of fun and took me back to being a kid.  I love that we are surrounded by family but mostly that they love one another.  They really enjoy being together and cant seem to get enough.  I think I heard the last of the giggles about 230 or 3 am and heard then start back up about 630.  We were all exhausted but had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S77YBybM53I/AAAAAAAAER4/ttH0w5p854k/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458037323646953330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S77YBybM53I/AAAAAAAAER4/ttH0w5p854k/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silly Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-4875241774060141224?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/4875241774060141224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=4875241774060141224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4875241774060141224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4875241774060141224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S77YBBsr0GI/AAAAAAAAERw/mI7O6cdgU60/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-4712311846941909661</id><published>2010-04-06T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T01:17:01.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise with Fam and Friends</title><content type='html'>We had such a blast the last week of spring break taking the kids up to snowboard and ski.  It worked out that the Larson and Lamb crews could also come.  We put both B and T in the ski class and they learned quite a bit.  B only did the morning class of snowboarding and then was able to come down Midway with me.  Tate did both the morning class and the afternoon with skiing but he loved every minute of it.  It was so fun to finally snowboard after 7 years with Chad.  It was also fun to not fracture my tail bone this time:)  We had fabulous snow and even better company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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_5456927350856112210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S7rmg3jkWFI/AAAAAAAAERg/9jcd2dVfCOE/s400/DSCN4786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456926194134357314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S7rldibnFUI/AAAAAAAAERQ/y34xDlVqcIM/s400/DSCN4790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456927358852148098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S7rmhVV-K4I/AAAAAAAAERo/rE_Df-Zc9_s/s400/DSCN4740.JPG" /&gt;B is in the blue jacket and white pants in the above pic, making her way back up the hill.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S7rmgPK3IjI/AAAAAAAAERY/oXoFkgfu5qM/s1600/DSCN4797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456927340015067698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S7rmgPK3IjI/AAAAAAAAERY/oXoFkgfu5qM/s400/DSCN4797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good job Taryn&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_5456924067907564818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S7rjhxno9RI/AAAAAAAAEQo/z-3Ij7nc1ws/s400/DSCN4748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456926188249811506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S7rldMgoCjI/AAAAAAAAERI/K9UiuYnzty4/s400/DSCN4788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456926177102380210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S7rlci-3vLI/AAAAAAAAERA/mNi4wCASAug/s400/DSCN4761.JPG" /&gt;B loved it and picked up on it so well.  I was such a proud mama:)  It was so cute to see Tate make his way down the hill grinning ear to ear.&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_5456924085087880866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S7rjixnvxqI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/oQUjqjncrDY/s400/DSCN4758.JPG" /&gt;Randa showing her skills she pretended she didnt have.  She looked good while doing it also.  I was so proud of both she and Chea for skiing.  I dont have a pic of Chea but she was there and tore it up also.&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_5456924079738671458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S7rjidsZUWI/AAAAAAAAEQw/dAjaTg01nrk/s400/DSCN4749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not have my camera so Jared was kind enough to give me a copy of the pictures he had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-4712311846941909661?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/4712311846941909661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=4712311846941909661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4712311846941909661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4712311846941909661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunrise-with-fam-and-friends.html' title='Sunrise with Fam and Friends'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S7rmg3jkWFI/AAAAAAAAERg/9jcd2dVfCOE/s72-c/DSCN4786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-2038387056084259573</id><published>2010-03-19T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T01:03:29.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tate is in the 100's Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450250202029841698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S6Mtrpz9XSI/AAAAAAAAEPo/mMMUIijjfXE/s400/004.JPG" /&gt; A couple months back Tate had been talking alot about being in the 100s club at school. This consists of any kindergartner that can write to 100 and count without any help.  It was so fun to see him take this challenge and run with it.  He practiced on his own and also asked to have me listen to him count quite often.  I would find papers on the table that he had written from 1 to 100.  Once he felt confident he asked his teacher when he could test for it.  I think this is such a neat program the school has for these little kids.  He really did set a goal and work hard for it.  So at the last awards assembly he was asked to come up on the stage and be awarded with a T-shirt that says he is in the club.  He has worn it a ton in the last week and is proud of himself.  I could not ask for a better son.  I love to see how his mind works and to see him accomplish goals he has set.  He is doing so great in school and loves every minute of it.  Keep up the hard work buddy.  Daddy and I are so proud of you and blessed to be your parents:)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450250220434046674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S6MtsuX3PtI/AAAAAAAAEPw/UhSnp7v4tH0/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450250183746793330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S6Mtqls8L3I/AAAAAAAAEPg/HlhoWSgpgDk/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-2038387056084259573?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/2038387056084259573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=2038387056084259573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/2038387056084259573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/2038387056084259573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/03/tate-is-in-100s-club.html' title='Tate is in the 100&apos;s Club'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S6Mtrpz9XSI/AAAAAAAAEPo/mMMUIijjfXE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-359596471800128059</id><published>2010-03-15T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T00:14:05.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic at the Airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S58nFtyCSWI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/lKeNefTatEk/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449115731891541234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S58l4zNjVPI/AAAAAAAAEO4/BLcOME9UpQY/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;Last week we invited Grandpa Ed and Mimi to join us for a picnic at Gateway Airport. The weather is so fabulous right now and the kids and I have been soaking up the sun. I love the spring and look forward to it every year. I know that Gpa Ed loves planes so we thought it would be enjoyable for them to come with us. It was a pretty slow day as far as the flights went but we had a good time. My kids thought if was so fun to be able to spend time with Mimi and Gpa by themselves. They ran around like crazy kids, flew their propellers, and threw rocks. Ty kept climbing up and down on Gpa and asking him to give her kisses. She defiantly adores him and I know that he loves every minute of it:)  This picture pretty well sums up how the 2 of them feel for each other. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449114189506906578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S58kfBYZidI/AAAAAAAAEOw/eIDzVSvGz4o/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449122506990268098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S58sDKa9rsI/AAAAAAAAEPY/REuzPA_n7zE/s400/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449115744394590818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S58l5hygumI/AAAAAAAAEPA/1jZN2E0qK1U/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids have already been asking when we can go again . We have been there numerous times and sometimes lots of planes taking off and other times it slow.  The kids and I just enjoy being out in the good weather and having room to run and to be able to be loud.  Thanks Mimi and Grandpa for making our picnic special.  We love you both!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-359596471800128059?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/359596471800128059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=359596471800128059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/359596471800128059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/359596471800128059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/03/picnic-at-airport.html' title='Picnic at the Airport'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S58l4zNjVPI/AAAAAAAAEO4/BLcOME9UpQY/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-7021554305083059930</id><published>2010-03-07T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:30:34.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Date Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SkqLCfwCI/AAAAAAAAEOA/Xa1HjMa3jxM/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446158893822492706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SkqLCfwCI/AAAAAAAAEOA/Xa1HjMa3jxM/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446160713611498050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SmUGSAUkI/AAAAAAAAEOo/x4S8FNBjIFk/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had the opportunity to take the kids to freestyle motor cross last weekend. The kids were so excited to go and watch these guys do crazy tricks on their dirt bikes. It was awesome! We sat on the 4Th row so we felt up close and personal with all the action. As a family we have always enjoyed riding quads and going to the dunes. This falls right into that category of fun for us. It was such a good time to take the kids out and enjoy being together as a family. Most of these pictures are blurry because I don't know how to use my camera, and also all of my targets were moving. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446157009641902610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5Si8f61khI/AAAAAAAAEN4/aq58tMRieeU/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446156991256108130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5Si7bbUnGI/AAAAAAAAENo/GTTLBKN2f1M/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446157001031720706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5Si7_2AnwI/AAAAAAAAENw/4jpq2o37igw/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446158910559112210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SkrJY0TBI/AAAAAAAAEOQ/TktZ0GZRshg/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was not sure if Ty would like it or not but she was totally into it and clapping and cheering up a storm.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446158900800868290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SkqlCRT8I/AAAAAAAAEOI/ABfLyXWYMug/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446160703668249410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SmThPWY0I/AAAAAAAAEOg/LbaRvjgZSj4/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446160697630327442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SmTKvzApI/AAAAAAAAEOY/tOcwjG_jmnc/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks Chad for planning this family outing.  The kids and I appreciate all you do for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-7021554305083059930?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/7021554305083059930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=7021554305083059930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/7021554305083059930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/7021554305083059930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/03/family-date-night.html' title='Family Date Night'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SkqLCfwCI/AAAAAAAAEOA/Xa1HjMa3jxM/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-6394430544980530090</id><published>2010-03-07T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:05:34.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Februarys Student of the Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446150876476415090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SdXgGPHHI/AAAAAAAAENA/ptPdh5M4mWw/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She did it again! B continues to impress me. Brooklyn has numerous activities that she participates in weekly.  She has had piano every Monday and now softball just started.  Not to mention that she is the Student Body President since the other pres. resigned:)  She participates in a Character Counts Program that helps out with younger students.  The girl has a lot on her plate but she manages to get it all done.  Not only does she get it done but she makes it all seem easy.  Her teacher decided to surprise her and not let her know she was getting this award.  We all showed up without her seeing us which made it even more fun.  B loves Mrs. Bernier and is so lucky to have gotten her this year.  She is a great teacher and loves B as well.  I thought the note she attached to Brooklyn's award was neat so I posted it.  I could not be more proud of my hard working, straight A pulling 9 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446151810994547618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SeN5cuK6I/AAAAAAAAENQ/oKWO4awagoU/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We are her biggest fans!  Tate just thinks that she is the coolest thing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446151837354800642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SePbpftgI/AAAAAAAAENg/hrIRJwnSOvw/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-6394430544980530090?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6394430544980530090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=6394430544980530090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6394430544980530090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6394430544980530090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/03/februarys-student-of-month.html' title='Februarys Student of the Month'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SdXgGPHHI/AAAAAAAAENA/ptPdh5M4mWw/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-1999024428403059673</id><published>2010-03-04T13:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:25:47.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tate is 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SUMc460zI/AAAAAAAAEMg/Xw6uaQd3TFw/s1600-h/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446140791032042290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SUMc460zI/AAAAAAAAEMg/Xw6uaQd3TFw/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that my little boy is 6 already. He is growing up so fast and as fun as it is to see him grow and develop his personality, I am sad. It has been a big year for Tate starting school. It was a rough start but he now loves to go to school. He is a social bug and has made some great friends in his class. He does so well and has learned so much. He seems to enjoy learning and being able to do his school work on his own. He lights up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; he realizes that he can sound anything out and read. He is still a million miles a minute but he has lost his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt; side, thank goodness. I can always count on Tate to be honest and thoughtful. He amazes me because he actually thinks before acting. He is really good at analyizing the outcome of his actions and then making his choices based on what he knows will be. I am so blessed to be his mom! He brings me joy every single day, what more could I ask for in a son. Here are 6 things that describe Tate other than the fact that he is so handsome:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446143992586662866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SXGznBc9I/AAAAAAAAEMw/0z_ZelkcuuY/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Tate asks more ?s in a day than any 10 kids combined. He does not like to be told " I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know " and will press the issue until I have given him an answer he can understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. He is very thoughtful of those around him. Especially me:) The other day we went to pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chea&lt;/span&gt; up for a photo shoot. Without me saying anything he jumped out to open the car door for her, and then let her get in and closed it. I was so impressed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Tate is as rough and tough as a kid can come on the outside, but he is sweet and tender on the inside. He is very empathetic towards all and is a sweetheart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. He has some issues with being a tad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt;.  He is very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt; about his clothes and shoes. Not to mention the way his hair is combed. Without fail he washes his hands, brushes teeth, wipes up any drips on the toilet seat etc.. I could go on all day about him being anal. It sure makes things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; easier on me for the most part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Tate is such a good eater and will try anything. He does eat sweets but is just as happy to have an apple. He brought a ton of candy home from his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Vday&lt;/span&gt; party and was concerned he would have to eat it all. I had to laugh because I know if it were mine it would have been eaten within the hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. He is very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;coordinated&lt;/span&gt; and picks up on just about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; he tries. If in the beginning its not easy he practices until it gets that way. With his ability to do things well he is very cautious and makes sure to keep within his comfort zone. I appreciate this quality so much. I know as we ride quads or bikes that he is aware of the surroundings and is cautious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buddy, I love you so much and have a blast being your mom. I am so excited to see you learn and grow in ways that are so pleasing. You are adored by all and its not hard to see why!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446143986457824962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SXGcxyzsI/AAAAAAAAEMo/oR8XDzONvsY/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+015.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/5049940508698815580-1999024428403059673?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/1999024428403059673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=1999024428403059673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1999024428403059673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1999024428403059673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/03/tate-is-6.html' title='Tate is 6'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S5SUMc460zI/AAAAAAAAEMg/Xw6uaQd3TFw/s72-c/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-8896123486831545705</id><published>2010-03-03T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:27:49.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tates Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S49KBgy64WI/AAAAAAAAEMY/7cVcKxeYTr0/s1600-h/Tates+6th+Bday+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444651864358052194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S49KBgy64WI/AAAAAAAAEMY/7cVcKxeYTr0/s400/Tates+6th+Bday+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year for Tates party he decided to have his buddies come and ride the track with him. It was for the most part our families but he had a few of his little buddies from school also. I assumed he would pick the traditional baseball cake again this year but he switched it up to a hunting cake. He has been really into guns of late and so I guess I shouldn't be to surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444649395951718994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S49Hx1Q_UlI/AAAAAAAAEMA/6FlfpjOnZ4M/s400/Tates+6th+Bday+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S49KA60et5I/AAAAAAAAEMQ/48x8TuB5lDU/s1600-h/Tates+6th+Bday+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444651854164047762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S49KA60et5I/AAAAAAAAEMQ/48x8TuB5lDU/s400/Tates+6th+Bday+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S49H0CEdh2I/AAAAAAAAEMI/JEOc2YFjHkE/s1600-h/Tates+6th+Bday+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444649433748572002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S49H0CEdh2I/AAAAAAAAEMI/JEOc2YFjHkE/s400/Tates+6th+Bday+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S49HxMdlV_I/AAAAAAAAEL4/QaKxN2XGl8c/s1600-h/Tates+6th+Bday+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444649384998688754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S49HxMdlV_I/AAAAAAAAEL4/QaKxN2XGl8c/s400/Tates+6th+Bday+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S476A5ZHVoI/AAAAAAAAELw/8N_GZoN_Q4s/s1600-h/Tates+6th+Bday+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444563892850611842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S476A5ZHVoI/AAAAAAAAELw/8N_GZoN_Q4s/s400/Tates+6th+Bday+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got him a new air soft gun that has rapid fire. He loves his other one and has gotten to be a great shot with it but wanted to not have to re load in between each shot. He also got alot of fun other gifts. The Larson's got him this awesome helmet that changes his voice. It has been a huge hit around our house. He got a couple remote control cars that we have been racing also. He loved all his gifts but more important he enjoys playing with his buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S476AUZ4Q2I/AAAAAAAAELo/MHSlJwA88Y8/s1600-h/Tates+6th+Bday+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444563882921706338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S476AUZ4Q2I/AAAAAAAAELo/MHSlJwA88Y8/s400/Tates+6th+Bday+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S475__-wu5I/AAAAAAAAELg/qO5Rv309hqE/s1600-h/Tates+6th+Bday+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444563877439257490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S475__-wu5I/AAAAAAAAELg/qO5Rv309hqE/s400/Tates+6th+Bday+003.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;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who helped make his birthday special for him. It was low key but he thought it was a blast and that is what matters most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-8896123486831545705?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8896123486831545705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=8896123486831545705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8896123486831545705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8896123486831545705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/03/tates-birthday-party.html' title='Tates Birthday Party'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S49KBgy64WI/AAAAAAAAEMY/7cVcKxeYTr0/s72-c/Tates+6th+Bday+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-4909441157884462828</id><published>2010-03-03T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:03:58.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowboarding</title><content type='html'>We finally got it together and all went Snowboarding a few weeks ago.  It was a ton of fun and was definitely a trip I wont soon forget.  We went up on a Monday night and boarded on Tues.  When we got to the cabin we found the water had been shut off.  Thanks to Randa being very resourceful it didn't slow the toilet flushing or face washing.  Although I learned it takes a lot of snow to make a little water.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444558330697847570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4709IwjkxI/AAAAAAAAEKw/Y0W_RAyClzw/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S472J4h84iI/AAAAAAAAELY/Jobz-XKrTz4/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444559649191551522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S472J4h84iI/AAAAAAAAELY/Jobz-XKrTz4/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this was the last time that sitting down felt OK.  I managed to fracture my tail bone about 2:30 and attempted to go down one more run.  It was to scary and I called it good for the trip.  The girls were a ton of fun and did so well.  Most importantly they looked good doing it.  Chea and Randa hung out on the deck and fortunately the weather could not have been better.  I'm thinking from now on I may be better off sitting on the deck:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S472JFP9jyI/AAAAAAAAELQ/AwPYJGt0nDo/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444559635425890082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S472JFP9jyI/AAAAAAAAELQ/AwPYJGt0nDo/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444559627996096034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S472Ipkj5iI/AAAAAAAAELI/xKnp-Rcr-Mk/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444558352156043506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S470-YslqPI/AAAAAAAAELA/7c7IcEljJjQ/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4709p1CbBI/AAAAAAAAEK4/8RlyC3GUuwk/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444558339575016466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4709p1CbBI/AAAAAAAAEK4/8RlyC3GUuwk/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-4909441157884462828?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/4909441157884462828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=4909441157884462828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4909441157884462828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4909441157884462828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/03/snowboarding.html' title='Snowboarding'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4709IwjkxI/AAAAAAAAEKw/Y0W_RAyClzw/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-8750555464447700256</id><published>2010-02-23T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T07:26:47.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Where else but Vegas would we like to spend our New Year? Its the only place to be to bring in the new year.  We had a blast as usual playing games and stuffing our faces.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441456698424279698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4PwCYI_wpI/AAAAAAAAEKA/EvEJWFu1O4A/s400/157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4PwD5-FH2I/AAAAAAAAEKQ/inxzMWGwvDQ/s1600-h/160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441456724685168482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4PwD5-FH2I/AAAAAAAAEKQ/inxzMWGwvDQ/s400/160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The perfect host- She cooks for us and provides plenty of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4PwC0dJQKI/AAAAAAAAEKI/wjNW2A__RKo/s1600-h/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441456706024980642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4PwC0dJQKI/AAAAAAAAEKI/wjNW2A__RKo/s400/159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy New Years and in case you were wondering its apple cider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441458081242417266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4PxS3iiCHI/AAAAAAAAEKg/wxhWeGx7H5M/s400/171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And yes our faces are a crack up.  Oh the many faces of this game.  I took 2ND and had a ton of fun knocking others out:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441458075198364242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4PxShBhGlI/AAAAAAAAEKY/4Go7GLasiGg/s400/161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had a blast and know where we will be next Dec. 31st.  The END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-8750555464447700256?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8750555464447700256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=8750555464447700256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8750555464447700256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8750555464447700256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-years-2010.html' title='New Years 2010'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S4PwCYI_wpI/AAAAAAAAEKA/EvEJWFu1O4A/s72-c/157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-8211164585684318697</id><published>2010-02-15T22:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:27:08.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>OK well if I don't hurry up and get this posted it is going to be next Christmas.  I am not sure where my love of blogging has gone but lately it just feels like a chore.  I know that I should continue to document our life so I am trying to get over this feeling.  We had another fabulous Christmas and nothing other than having B home could have made it better.  We spent the day as we always do.  We had to get our kids up sometime after 8 to open gifts.  They are so my children and love to sleep in, even on Christmas Morn.  As you can tell by their faces they were so excited to see if Santa came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438735075585306658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pEvE-4MCI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/b6WXkTkG2Cw/s400/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He came alright and brought Ty a new bike and Tate an Ipod touch.    &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438735092743418546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pEwE5sMrI/AAAAAAAAEHg/AwQgZSQ7K1E/s400/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We gave Ty the cutest doll house with so many cute accessories.  I'm not sure who likes it more her or myself:)  She finally got the harmonica she had asked for the entire year and many other instruments to go with.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438735087865445522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pEvyusPJI/AAAAAAAAEHY/-WhxXWQOcYg/s400/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438735108662707346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pExANJRJI/AAAAAAAAEHo/o_nh0tbvm9E/s400/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tate got a Red Ryder BB gun as well as some cool helicopters, a pitching machine and a few other little things.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438736805868698722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pGTyylfGI/AAAAAAAAEHw/HKO2PHxIKbQ/s400/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438736825110132914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pGU6eGeLI/AAAAAAAAEIA/TaIhvhBGMu4/s400/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tate had so much fun picking all of us gifts from the Reindeer Lane store at school.  I love that they offer that at the school because then the kids are able to pick things out for our family by themselves.  I honestly cherish all of the little trinkets that I have gotten over the years.  Tate picked out a highlighter for me that smells like vanilla.  He said since I love to smell good he knew I would love it.  He seriously melts my heart.  He gave Chad a measuring tape that says Dad.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438736816938299890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pGUcByMfI/AAAAAAAAEH4/56c8gm2Iu4E/s400/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At my parents it was organized chaos!  Mom and Dad gave all the girls these easels.  They were so excited and I know that my girls have used them a ton.  With these they also gave them chalk, eraser, markers and paper.  They were a huge hit amongst the kids and it has made the school playing that happens on Sun. nights even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438738638661686866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pH-eefFlI/AAAAAAAAEIY/vHHxWsPuidY/s400/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438744798383270818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pNlBOja6I/AAAAAAAAEJo/r5BTnGdeUkc/s400/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Look how cute Gma Hiatt is.  I love that they make the rounds and still come see their kids on Christmas.  For as long as I can remember they have been a part of my Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438738650592656786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pH_K7DPZI/AAAAAAAAEIg/F8qn7SRTI-g/s400/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438744805544104050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pNlb51EHI/AAAAAAAAEJw/lgGZLHuPfM8/s400/121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We are also blessed to be able to spend our morning with this cute couple.  To me there is nothing more important than family and to be surrounded by loved ones makes Christmas so special to me.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438736832030305154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pGVUP_64I/AAAAAAAAEII/MrwIV22gweY/s400/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438738627608438050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pH91TL5SI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/fxMA4hO8mBE/s400/109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438744811564235586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pNlyVI-0I/AAAAAAAAEJ4/gnAEpTZ8XCw/s400/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My parents also gave each and everyone of us Gma and Gpa Hiatts book that Susan put together.  I am so glad that my kids also got one so they can read it and learn more about the amazing people that they are.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438741808252688594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pK2-H3mNI/AAAAAAAAEJY/F3zmNxWZGic/s400/140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then it was on to dinner and more festivities with the Cummard side.  We had a fun time visiting and laughing till our tummies ached.  The kids all bring their new loot and show each other what they got.  Brecken and Tate were playing games on their new Ipods.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pK3R_f9zI/AAAAAAAAEJg/9NKC-t4Mors/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438741813586294578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pK3R_f9zI/AAAAAAAAEJg/9NKC-t4Mors/s400/149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tate showed off his skills with his new gun and everyone took turns shooting at the target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438740441584439506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pJna4xENI/AAAAAAAAEJI/bc2Ed_uaCWw/s400/142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ty has ridden this bike constantly since Christmas.  She sneaks out so she can ride down the road.  Look at how happy she is in this picture.  Good job Santa this bike will for sure be money well spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438740434355999010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pJm_9X0SI/AAAAAAAAEJA/2wP7I2ulVMU/s400/145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After all the playing was through we ate a fabulous dinner which mom made and we opened gifts.  Mom and Dad were so generous and hooked us kids up with money and the kids all got fun stuff.  Mom made all of the little girls matching necklaces that are so cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438740418035203010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pJmDKMO8I/AAAAAAAAEIw/Wf6eXmNqL7I/s400/133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this picture.  Ty adores her daddy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pK2f0mUGI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/ktmCyWbZcrE/s1600-h/141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438741800118800482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pK2f0mUGI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/ktmCyWbZcrE/s400/141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ty is such a snuggle bug and made her way around snuggling with her favorites.  She loves her uncle Jace and is always asking if she can stay the night with them again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pJmhjRB6I/AAAAAAAAEI4/xpbiI6LuGPs/s1600-h/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438740426193438626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pJmhjRB6I/AAAAAAAAEI4/xpbiI6LuGPs/s400/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pic kills me.  Look at the height difference:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pH_Uz-TBI/AAAAAAAAEIo/9OmQZdlbu8Y/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438738653247327250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pH_Uz-TBI/AAAAAAAAEIo/9OmQZdlbu8Y/s400/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will just end by saying how blessed I am.  We have such amazing families and are so fortunate that we can spend Christmas with both sides.  As wonderful as Christmas was I would have to say the greatest part was shopping for and giving Christmas to a family that would have otherwise gone without.  My kids truly benefited from being willing to give up some of their gifts and get this family gifts instead.  I am grateful for the blessing it was for me personally.  I appreciate my Chad who works so hard so that we can have the comforts that we do.  Most important I am thankful for the birth of my Savior and the life that he lead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-8211164585684318697?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8211164585684318697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=8211164585684318697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8211164585684318697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8211164585684318697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S3pEvE-4MCI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/b6WXkTkG2Cw/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-1370707826789171192</id><published>2010-01-11T23:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:11:08.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425759750059155202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wrvurjXwI/AAAAAAAAEHA/J4vW5HulqCM/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Linda, B, Gram, Ty and Sandi&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wrwIe9t-I/AAAAAAAAEHI/Cw7dKbjNLzo/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425759756985677794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wrwIe9t-I/AAAAAAAAEHI/Cw7dKbjNLzo/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wrvI5z9UI/AAAAAAAAEG4/1a4IA1nQdaQ/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425759739918415170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wrvI5z9UI/AAAAAAAAEG4/1a4IA1nQdaQ/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle and Sonny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425752347588314210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wlA2U-RGI/AAAAAAAAEFo/n33wOTOILmw/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425751223232797794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wj_ZxunGI/AAAAAAAAEFA/lm8no3Iq9Pk/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425752336634691138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wlANhbPkI/AAAAAAAAEFY/KNdK_Q6nksM/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425751237347323826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wkAOW5L7I/AAAAAAAAEFI/LTXl9Jhm99E/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This year for Christmas Eve we pretty much did what we do every year.  We went to the Harts and stuffed ourselves with food.  The kids each opened a gift and the adults played the white elephant game with a twist.  Its always good to see everyone and enjoy the company and have fun.  Typically I don't get to have B with me at their house because she would normally be at her dads. This year was the first year that Brooklyn has not been with us on Christmas morning.  We started doing every other year so that Christmas day was not so chaotic for everyone.  Though I can see the benefits I sure missed her being with us.  After the Harts we went to mom and dads house and B opened all of her gifts before she went to her dads.  She also handed out the gifts that she got for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425753824605075986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wmW0pNehI/AAAAAAAAEFw/h8TbAczFJBg/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before she left the kids all got their Christmas jammies so I could continue on with that tradition.  I think every year they have opened up jammies on Christmas Eve.  After they got their jams she handed out her gifts.  She got me a red rose made out of feathers.  It smelled good as well.  I love the Santa store at the school because the kids put so much thought into what gifts they get for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425753834716838434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wmXaUCuiI/AAAAAAAAEF4/kCJ53zkxP08/s400/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;B got Chad a Scooby Doo figurine that says dad.  The cute part about that is Chad talks in his scooby doo voice so she said it reminded her of him.  I just love the thought that goes into it.  Tate was given a whoopie cushion that he jumped on and popped the first time he blew it up.  She gave Ty a little diamond stone because Ty loves to think she has magic stones.  We all loved our gifts from B and they made us all feel special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wmX_eKnbI/AAAAAAAAEGA/_jc8dsDllt8/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425753844691410354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wmX_eKnbI/AAAAAAAAEGA/_jc8dsDllt8/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After that she opened up her gifts.  Her main gift was a camera.  She loves to take pictures and wanted a decent camera to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425755375092530914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wnxEqOfuI/AAAAAAAAEGI/5iWVe0Nf2kU/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She had been wanting an alarm clock and also an ipod docking station so she got two for one.  Her last big gift was Rollerblades.  She has some at her dads and surprised me at how well she does on them.  Larken and Madison got roller blades also so they have been having a blast tearing up and down the street on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425755381583133026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wnxc1tOWI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/OXiqZkugZEE/s400/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425755389697398130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wnx7ETFXI/AAAAAAAAEGY/XUMftfhYmu4/s400/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grandma and Gpa got all the girls easels with markers and chalk and paper.  She loves to play school and was so glad to get that so she can be even more official now.  After the gifts were through all the cousins showed up and we hung out for a while before we took her to her dads.  I sure felt an emptiness without B on Christmas Day but was glad we could celebrate before she left.  It made our Christmas Eve a bit more exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425756710425724562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wo-zKeBpI/AAAAAAAAEGg/aolUllxPRQ4/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grandpa Ed loves the kids.  I thought this was a sweet picture of him reading a book to Tyson.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425756725495059618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wo_rTR1KI/AAAAAAAAEGw/aJGk5UvJ0ZE/s400/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425756720828335010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wo_Z6pQ6I/AAAAAAAAEGo/Wkbpt2OE5-U/s400/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-1370707826789171192?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/1370707826789171192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=1370707826789171192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1370707826789171192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1370707826789171192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0wrvurjXwI/AAAAAAAAEHA/J4vW5HulqCM/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-3483651024756671303</id><published>2010-01-06T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:51:27.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatt Family Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0ULd6-9m5I/AAAAAAAAEE4/nIlUr0xbbiU/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423753934915083154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0ULd6-9m5I/AAAAAAAAEE4/nIlUr0xbbiU/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once again the Sat. before Christmas we were able to be a part of the Hiatt Family Party.  I love being a part of this tradition that Gma Hiatt keeps alive.  From as far back as I can remember we have had the same party, a visit from Santa, food and the same acting out the story of Christ birth.  I love that my kids are blessed to be a part of this tradition.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423747429710022306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0UFjRNNxqI/AAAAAAAAEDo/SvbMjFTyfmU/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423747439307726626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0UFj09fHyI/AAAAAAAAEDw/lpG4JPjqoyo/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423747450158870162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0UFkdYmbpI/AAAAAAAAED4/yGGy2_m8zmk/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Don't you just love how as kids get older their parents really embarrass them?  Well it started in our house and as you can see on Brooklyn's face she was not happy I was front and center taking pics.  I keep telling her she will be happy when she is older that I have tons of pictures of her.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423748962969357922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0UG8hCujmI/AAAAAAAAEEA/wbOaU7TMeD4/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ty was an angel with Tori.  Well she was supposed to be an angel but during the entire story was making faces and sticking her tongue out.  I think the donkey part would have suited her better:) I love her to pieces but we all know that she is not an angel!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423748974794054962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0UG9NF9HTI/AAAAAAAAEEI/FIx5e9zfrac/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tate and his typical happy face.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423753925921393778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0ULdZeszHI/AAAAAAAAEEw/X5uJob8jtqU/s400/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No tears this year for Ty but she defiantly wasn't to sure about Santa.  She just wanted her gift.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423750283503395874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0UIJYak5CI/AAAAAAAAEEo/fn0ys7CvwEM/s400/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423750275249114882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0UII5qmjwI/AAAAAAAAEEg/YKaN9sIn5sw/s400/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think that B thinks she is to big to be siting on Santa's lap, I beg to differ :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423750268428890370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0UIIgQiMQI/AAAAAAAAEEY/Pjg1R7J-Gnw/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423748981852389842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0UG9nYywdI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/yMr1jZrBdzU/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-3483651024756671303?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3483651024756671303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=3483651024756671303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3483651024756671303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3483651024756671303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/01/hiatt-family-party.html' title='Hiatt Family Party'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0ULd6-9m5I/AAAAAAAAEE4/nIlUr0xbbiU/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-3831106971073436610</id><published>2010-01-05T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:02:15.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423520084611806034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q2yCt7s1I/AAAAAAAAECg/EniehiyBjC8/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I can not believe that Christmas has come and gone as well as New Years. We were so fortunate to have a great Holiday season. It was filled with all of the same traditions that we do every year. It started out with family pictures being taken for our Christmas cards. I am so happy with the way they turned out. Chea is amazing and I am so blessed to have her as one of my closest friends. I can not think of any one better to document the various stages that our little family goes through. She is so talented and I love each and everyone of them. Its so fun to see the kids personalities show in the pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423520078459215890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q2xrzCoBI/AAAAAAAAECY/7A0SG79StvI/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423528798426771362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q-tQNUL6I/AAAAAAAAEDY/Wpk955c3Boc/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423527072893851666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q9I0GNWBI/AAAAAAAAEDI/1JOJh5baYdQ/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423518775083802946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q1l0WIIUI/AAAAAAAAECQ/xPODBgZzpLU/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423522012306176242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q4iP8FePI/AAAAAAAAECw/VtBxu7d3ERo/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423521998704411858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q4hdRLBNI/AAAAAAAAECo/79NQmm8nDbo/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423518767771225074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q1lZGrC_I/AAAAAAAAECI/m-JX5dF1YD4/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423527083532964338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q9JbuxUfI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/9lbqez1aC7g/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423525174082476754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q7aSeTGtI/AAAAAAAAEDA/A4Ty6cCLe_E/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423525160551663602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q7ZgETR_I/AAAAAAAAEC4/yNiBEgTAIP8/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423528810623006002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q-t9pH9TI/AAAAAAAAEDg/FZfDokBhWok/s400/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-3831106971073436610?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3831106971073436610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=3831106971073436610' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3831106971073436610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3831106971073436610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2010/01/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/S0Q2yCt7s1I/AAAAAAAAECg/EniehiyBjC8/s72-c/Fall+2009+Family+Pics+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-8301723474956389215</id><published>2009-12-08T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T07:37:29.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4aqrEyGAI/AAAAAAAAEAI/bikXfA_DWqU/s1600-h/Dianeyland+09+162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412793122565527554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4aqrEyGAI/AAAAAAAAEAI/bikXfA_DWqU/s400/Dianeyland+09+162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412793095668231730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4apG397jI/AAAAAAAAD_w/z2HhHk_CC24/s400/Dianeyland+09+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This past weekend we had the opportunity to surprise our kids and take them to Disneyland. It had been over 3 years since our last time going to DL so we figured we were due. We decided we were just going to go with our own little family and make make it a surprise. We didn't tell the kids until we were already on the road. It was so fun to see their reactions. B just sat and giggled for 10 min. Tate voiced all of his concerns about the rides that he remembered to be scary. I'm not sure Ty knew what to think. We got there on Wed night and stayed through Sunday. We had 3 full days at the parks and were fortunate to have amazing weather. We stayed at the Sheraton which was nice enough and a pretty quick walk to the park. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412786234382388962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4UZul8juI/AAAAAAAAD9w/g2DhiwPBRNM/s400/Dianeyland+09+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I took this picture in the Goofy ride over in Toon Town. I have laughed so much at Tate's face. He is my timid child when it comes to the unknown. He likes to know what the plan is and what is going to take place. He was definitely forced to step outside of his comfort zone. He did loosen up but this was the 1st ride we went on. I'm glad he did relax a little or he would surely have been scarred by Space Mountain and the Tower of Terror.The kids wanted to go on the Tea Cups which make Chad and I both sick. For the most part Chad and I just took turns taking one for the team since we both get motion sickness pretty easily. We both took Dramamine and for the most part did great. I will say Space Mountain got me pretty good. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412787450431139026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4Vgguj7NI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/TkCenj4UpVQ/s400/Dianeyland+09+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412786240968767794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4UaHIQuTI/AAAAAAAAD94/HC9icRYNqvQ/s400/Dianeyland+09+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412799552947911826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4gg-HafJI/AAAAAAAAEBA/Mn9Mcz1LWE8/s400/Dianeyland+09+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412786250377651490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4UaqLg5SI/AAAAAAAAD-A/J6b0aGPFch4/s400/Dianeyland+09+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412787479366290258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4ViMhPS1I/AAAAAAAAD-o/kVVMcprqKZM/s400/Dianeyland+09+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412788533294204338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4WfitPBbI/AAAAAAAAD-4/7O2s7rMyYmg/s400/Dianeyland+09+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This picture is right after Ty proceeded to sneeze right on an old ladies hand. I mean 3 inches away. Then the old lady looked at me and said "I sure hope she doesn't have the swine flu". I felt so bad but it was kinda funny to. Hey at least she is cute!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412787469975166450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4VhpiOHfI/AAAAAAAAD-g/zKasfkd2m8k/s400/Dianeyland+09+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412787462390053394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4VhNRyehI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/wfv2xTe6lQc/s400/Dianeyland+09+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412799558372859890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4ghSU0n_I/AAAAAAAAEBI/KAU3yxpPkKU/s400/Dianeyland+09+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was so fun to be there at this time of year and really get into the season. There were so many lights and neat Christmas festivities going on. The parades were top notch and the kids didn't seem to mind watching the same one multiple times. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412799535480945954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4gf9C9vSI/AAAAAAAAEAw/xFKGIuVq4Bo/s400/Dianeyland+09+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412788526136493522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4WfICtBdI/AAAAAAAAD-w/-DLb6cFTLk8/s400/Dianeyland+09+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412799540970482466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4ggRfxayI/AAAAAAAAEA4/hzBNI0qeUhI/s400/Dianeyland+09+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went to California Adventure on Friday and had a lot of fun over there. We did lunch at Ariels Grotto and the girls were in heaven. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412790011682330706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4X1mIbmFI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/EdVGutLEdOY/s400/Dianeyland+09+120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412790042524375010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4X3ZBv1-I/AAAAAAAAD_o/UXKvg0c_GdY/s400/Dianeyland+09+145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412790034317030626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4X26c9tOI/AAAAAAAAD_g/qBh4sS2pPKA/s400/Dianeyland+09+141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ty was afraid of Stitch because she said his teeth are really sharp. This picture below was about how the trip went for Ty. She was literally a hair to short for most of the rides. The few she was able to go on she loved. She thought the Matterhorn was a blast and wanted to go back for more. She cried because they wouldn't let her on space mountain. Chad finally showed her how to stand real straight and stretch her neck. When we tried to get her on Splash Mountain the coaching paid off and she was just at 40in. She loved Splash Mt. as well and unfortunately was the one who got soaked. We ended up buying her some sweats so she wouldn't freeze.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412788553088498578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4Wgscj-5I/AAAAAAAAD_I/htgUSiZD1_k/s400/Dianeyland+09+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413257431124777650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx_A8_PvmrI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/Ahcp4goEl08/s400/Dianeyland+09+140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412793103690503602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4apkwoFbI/AAAAAAAAD_4/5bMNhuza_ac/s400/Dianeyland+09+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Back to DL on Sat to face the crowds. It was pretty busy but we still got alot done and had a great day. The kids were determined to get as many autographs as possible so they could fill up their books. So we took pics with alot of characters on Sat. Ty specially thought it was neat to see them in person!  I was so happy to see my kids love eachother and play and share excitement together.  I was hoping to capture that very thing with my kids and this pic says enough!  We had a blast and lasting memories were made!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412786254733987858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4Ua6aJUBI/AAAAAAAAD-I/qjBAGC24LXo/s400/Dianeyland+09+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412793111051486482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4aqALnxRI/AAAAAAAAEAA/LVrNxloN9qY/s400/Dianeyland+09+173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412795858400044354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4dJ62j5UI/AAAAAAAAEAY/T6uXa-tvqcM/s400/Dianeyland+09+187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412795848989860722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4dJXy_43I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/UROA9LZjP4M/s400/Dianeyland+09+184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412795866022533778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4dKXP52pI/AAAAAAAAEAg/4ISO45wg9tI/s400/Dianeyland+09+196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413257437799710466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx_A9YHK_wI/AAAAAAAAEBY/AgM5roYYeww/s400/Dianeyland+09+142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I will close with the way we closed out every day while we were there.  We had an awesome view of the fireworks from our hotel and were to tired to stay late enough to catch them while actually at DL.  Fireworks are never good in pic but you catch the idea.  Lots of red and green!  Tis the season.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413257448488284546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx_A9_7hsYI/AAAAAAAAEBg/6jGIrGak6oM/s400/Dianeyland+09+213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412795873168626834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4dKx3qlJI/AAAAAAAAEAo/D1eEtNiP-Lc/s400/Dianeyland+09+216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-8301723474956389215?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8301723474956389215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=8301723474956389215' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8301723474956389215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8301723474956389215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/12/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sx4aqrEyGAI/AAAAAAAAEAI/bikXfA_DWqU/s72-c/Dianeyland+09+162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-8040479632151610664</id><published>2009-11-30T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:43:26.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPqnCTAGUI/AAAAAAAAD9g/QjZ6yTxg_58/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409925533754464578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPqnCTAGUI/AAAAAAAAD9g/QjZ6yTxg_58/s400/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year was our on year with the Cummard side and so we were blessed to be a able to go to the Harts home yet again.  They are so kind and open their lovely home to all of us.  They don't seem to be to phased to have all our kids running around.  We appreciate the tradition that they have continued as long as I have been in the family.  I didn't get the camera out until some people had already left but I managed to take plenty of pics.  I am thankful for this family below.  Not only are they our neighbors but our friends.  My kids would be so lost with out the Kerbys next door.  In primary I asked all the kids to say one of their prized possessions and Cache said Tate because they play everyday and it makes him happy that Tate likes him.  After this week I was glad to hear that since Tate caused 5 stitches in Caches forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPo4RzcjUI/AAAAAAAAD9A/UvcbknhtgE8/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409923630951599426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPo4RzcjUI/AAAAAAAAD9A/UvcbknhtgE8/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the band aid on the head of Cache.  It was fortunately just an accident and Cache was so so tough.  Typically Brecken would be in this picture of best buds but they had already left.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409920866478855730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPmXXVyFjI/AAAAAAAAD8g/y0Im9qg_l4Q/s400/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I am SO thankful for these 2 people.  I truly am so blessed to watch my 2nd parents in their Christlike ways.  Truly they are of the most giving kind and it always shows.  Thanks for being so good to us kids and the grand kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPnbHJSP1I/AAAAAAAAD84/f9xJrBKz5fs/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409922030362574674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPnbHJSP1I/AAAAAAAAD84/f9xJrBKz5fs/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; B and Larks love having each other to play with.  They were posing as soon as I got the camera out.  Just your typical girls I would say!  I didn't get a pic of B alone but I am so thankful for her.  From the day she was born she could make me smile when nothing else could.  It was like Heavenly Father gave me this special angel to lift me through times that were not the best.  She continues to make me smile.  I am thankful I don't have to ride her about her schoolwork.  Rarely do I even ask her to do her homework because she does not need to be asked.  With that she pulls straight A's and has high honors every quarter.  I am so blessed to have B. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409919321039229570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPk9aIQ0oI/AAAAAAAAD8I/6WfBGcLOGdM/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tate is just as much of a poser as the girls are.  He has just a little of his dad in him:) I am so thankful for this little man of mine.  He makes me feel like the best mom in the world when I know I'm far from.  He tells me he loves me at least 20 times a day and that usually comes with hugs.  He is a good kid and treats others kindly.  I'm thankful that hr love sports.  For that reason he is quite easy to keep entertained.  I know that Chad is also thankful for this.  Tate is a great brother and loves his sisters even when he is being a menace.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409919315024469762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPk9DuO3wI/AAAAAAAAD8A/bdOFBIn6oe4/s400/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I am also so thankful for this fire ball.  If you are lucky enough spend time with Ty you know what I mean.  Almost everything out of her mouth makes me smile.  I am not thankful she is in my bed most mornings but I do love that she is a cuddle bug.  I am thankful to have her at home when the others are at school.  She keeps me good company.  Most of all I am thankful for a Saviour who has lent me these amazing and healthy children!  I am so thankful for the joy and peace that I feel when I put my Father in Heaven and family first.   &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409920849442130914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPmWX36S-I/AAAAAAAAD8Q/3K9tmes6HGk/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kyles latest project is finally complete.  Chad loves old school trucks and was coveting this one for sure.  He and the kids were pretending to go for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPnaCCovII/AAAAAAAAD8o/FmJzB1HYVn8/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409922011812641922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPnaCCovII/AAAAAAAAD8o/FmJzB1HYVn8/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409922021809588226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPnanSGCAI/AAAAAAAAD8w/ZpVJmEZI1DU/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Papa enjoying some ping pong with Larks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPmW4D3P0I/AAAAAAAAD8Y/qRaBWZ2UrUw/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409920858082197314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPmW4D3P0I/AAAAAAAAD8Y/qRaBWZ2UrUw/s400/012.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;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409923654247976738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPo5olvDyI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/Ak2knTHytC0/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I didn't get much in the way of pics of my family since we just hung out there at night.  Michelle brought her beads and we all made some jewelry as we hung out.  I am so thankful for a mom and sister who are my best friends.  I am one of the few who love to spend time with their family without fighting or contention.  We just all get along and enjoy each others company.  This Thanksgiving I am most thankful for Christ and the Atonement.  Right behind that is Family.  I am thankful for health and strength to do the things that we enjoy.  I am blessed to have wonderful friends who accept us as we are.  Franksgiving at the Larson's home was a blast.  I'm glad we continue to strengthen the bonds of friendship with the Larson's and the Lambs.  I am thankful for a husband who takes pride in his role as a provider and priesthood holder.  I am thankful for our home and the blessing it is to be living in QC.   I could go on for days but this has already been long.  I will just end with saying that I am extremely blessed and know that it is all from my Father above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-8040479632151610664?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8040479632151610664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=8040479632151610664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8040479632151610664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8040479632151610664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-thanks.html' title='Give Thanks'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPqnCTAGUI/AAAAAAAAD9g/QjZ6yTxg_58/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-6778230484540966318</id><published>2009-11-30T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:25:37.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another One Bites the Dust....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPiXr8xgxI/AAAAAAAAD7w/a-4OuBatZ_Q/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409916473964593938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPiXr8xgxI/AAAAAAAAD7w/a-4OuBatZ_Q/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was not the RBIs who finished last, then again we typically &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;!  We won the QC co-ed tourney yet again.  I might sound a bit proud but I can because it was no thanks to me.  We have brought in the big dogs the last few seasons and our scouting report and recruitment has not been a let down:)  No really, even though I am kinda serious we just have a blast.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Were definitely&lt;/span&gt; the most fun team, regardless of the outcome we are always teasing one another and having fun.  I will enjoy only playing 1 night a week till Jan. though.  Good Job Team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-6778230484540966318?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6778230484540966318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=6778230484540966318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6778230484540966318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6778230484540966318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another One Bites the Dust....'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SxPiXr8xgxI/AAAAAAAAD7w/a-4OuBatZ_Q/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-496028362642297487</id><published>2009-11-12T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:03:23.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sv0RuS3Tv6I/AAAAAAAAD7g/rPaGZdVb3VU/s1600-h/P1030220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403494614949937058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sv0RuS3Tv6I/AAAAAAAAD7g/rPaGZdVb3VU/s400/P1030220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sv0Rt6npqDI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/8npI1Vq3h58/s1600-h/P1030505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403494608441813042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sv0Rt6npqDI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/8npI1Vq3h58/s400/P1030505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403494624041932482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sv0Ru0vAlsI/AAAAAAAAD7o/3g7LAPqAMLk/s400/P1020990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sv0HPi6EKtI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/Blq6hW76fXs/s1600-h/P1030504.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sv0HPMWv8zI/AAAAAAAAD7I/hNBhef-cPQo/s1600-h/P1030507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403483085510538034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sv0HPMWv8zI/AAAAAAAAD7I/hNBhef-cPQo/s400/P1030507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well with the post about our new puppies I have gotten questions about Bosco. I am still coming to grips with the fact that he is not alive anymore. 2 weeks ago today he figured out how to jump our block wall out back. I knew he could jump high but I am still shocked that he could clear the wall. Anyhow that Friday we got a call that a lady had found him and she brought him home. When we got home that night he was gone again and a different person had found him on Ellsworth. We brought him in the house and were trying to figure out what to do. I moved everything away from the fence thinking that maybe he was running and jumping off of something up against the wall. Needless to say that didn't change anything so we started putting him on a chain until we could do something permanent. When we were out in the back playing of course I would let him off to play and be free. So last Tuesday we had been playing all day in the back yard and so he was not on his chain. I came in to start dinner and the kids were still playing back there. I told them if they came in to remember to put his leash back on him. Well, they came in and no more than a minute went by and Tate said he was going to go put the chain on Boss. By then he was already gone so we went out and didn't see him anywhere. I got the dinner off the stove and we went a checked up and down the street and still nothing. I was certain any minute we would be getting a call that someone was holding onto him and for us to come get him. The call that came was quite a bit different. He had run out in front of a lady and she hit him right in front of Cloud Creek Estates. She put him in the back of her car and drove right around the corner to her neighbors house who is a vet. Chad met them at the neighbors just a few minutes later and Boss was in really bad shape. His lungs were punctured and he was struggling to breathe. The vet was sure that he wouldn't live long enough to even make it to the hospital. She went ahead and put him down right there. It was a rough night to say the least. We weren't sure how to tell the kids so we didn't say anything for a few days. I have known from the moment we got Bosco that he was going to be perfect for our family. I instantly loved him and was really comfortable with him. His demeanor was always so good and he loved my little kids. He and Ty were best buds and she played out back with him non stop. He was such a good dog and never did the annoying things that dogs do. No barking or chewing, digging was really minimal. He was house trained and was for the most part just perfect. We are all so sad that he is gone but the puppies have helped some. Ty asks almost every day when Boss is coming back. When I tell her he isn't she said she thinks he will because he is her best buddy :( He really was her buddy, she played with him and rode on his back and loved on him non stop. Just on the Tues we lost him she was out painting his nails with pretend polish and combing his hair. He would just lay there and soak it all in. He definitely was loved and appreciated in our family. Not only was he protective of our family and a good watch dog but he was fun and good with everyone who came over as well. We are hoping for better luck with the new puppies. I swear if either of them die for any reason other than natural causes that will be the end of the Cummards dog owning days! So RIP Boss Man you are defiantly being missed.&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/5049940508698815580-496028362642297487?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/496028362642297487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=496028362642297487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/496028362642297487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/496028362642297487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/11/boss.html' title='The Boss'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sv0RuS3Tv6I/AAAAAAAAD7g/rPaGZdVb3VU/s72-c/P1030220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-4892776241389571600</id><published>2009-11-10T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:10:33.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppies</title><content type='html'>Meet Hank Aaron and Babe Ruth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svnv_MTsZWI/AAAAAAAAD6c/Xjsl04byaHM/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402613096922244450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svnv_MTsZWI/AAAAAAAAD6c/Xjsl04byaHM/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hank&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402613100492643506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svnv_Zm8XLI/AAAAAAAAD6k/Y06lPKMqCVM/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402613844947843106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svnwqu65OCI/AAAAAAAAD60/2Qw5iMUxzzo/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These 2 have officially melted our hearts.  Have you ever seen 2 cuter faces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-4892776241389571600?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/4892776241389571600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=4892776241389571600' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4892776241389571600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4892776241389571600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/11/puppies.html' title='Puppies'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svnv_MTsZWI/AAAAAAAAD6c/Xjsl04byaHM/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-5387677525813963353</id><published>2009-11-10T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:47:12.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween with Foxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402605136981837266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svnov3OAxdI/AAAAAAAAD58/zXM5F_Z5iHk/s400/101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mason and Jacob are so cute.  It was so fun to see the Foxes and to see the new babies.  Dave and Tillie are in heaven doting over their babies!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvnpkSMdUVI/AAAAAAAAD6U/4chDLWrEArw/s1600-h/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402606037576274258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvnpkSMdUVI/AAAAAAAAD6U/4chDLWrEArw/s400/106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Desiree and Mason.  I hadn't see Desi in over a year and Mason is already six months.  It is so fun to see my best friends head over heels with motherhood.  My kids thought Adam aka Travis was in AZ just to entertain them.  He was so good to my kids and played a ton with them.  It was exciting to get to celebrate Halloween together.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402521129965514498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmcWAsi7wI/AAAAAAAAD5s/0gBSnYCALBc/s400/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvnowydTZ1I/AAAAAAAAD6M/TnTEiC1FxUw/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402605152883664722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvnowydTZ1I/AAAAAAAAD6M/TnTEiC1FxUw/s400/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to post these pics of Tate.  He is so inquisitive and had many questions as we went from house to house.  I think he asked this lady if she was to old to trick or treat.  Each house took a little longer than it should have due to him needing answers.  I'm glad most people don't mind his curiosity.  I happen to be amazed with the questions he asks.  I think he may be a genius before long;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvnowFLJBII/AAAAAAAAD6E/qnIZjlgapjQ/s1600-h/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402605140727891074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvnowFLJBII/AAAAAAAAD6E/qnIZjlgapjQ/s400/110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gang minus the Cutchen Crew.  By the time they got to Grandmas most of the kids were already out of their costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmcWk51MUI/AAAAAAAAD50/PFUmL8_ADNs/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402521139684913474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmcWk51MUI/AAAAAAAAD50/PFUmL8_ADNs/s400/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmcV7Ts33I/AAAAAAAAD5k/NZ7rCl3PpPE/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402521128519130994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmcV7Ts33I/AAAAAAAAD5k/NZ7rCl3PpPE/s400/088.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;br /&gt;Although Halloween is more fun because the kids are getting old enough to really enjoy it, I'm glad its over.  Till next year....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-5387677525813963353?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5387677525813963353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=5387677525813963353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5387677525813963353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5387677525813963353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-with-foxes.html' title='Halloween with Foxes'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svnov3OAxdI/AAAAAAAAD58/zXM5F_Z5iHk/s72-c/101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-6670233975869329052</id><published>2009-11-10T00:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T08:33:25.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoopes-McBride Halloween</title><content type='html'>We were invited to the Hoopes and McBride Annual Halloween Party.  Typically I'm not a huge fan of dressing up and acting silly.  It gives me anxiety to try and get a costume together that is not just lame.  Since I was sick all week, this one was put together last minute but was easier than Ken and Barbie.  So we went as Kenny Rogers and Dolly.  I have to admit that it was actually fun to dress up and go to a party.  I cant remember ever going to a costume party.  We had a blast and laughed so hard our stomachs ached!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402386752399136338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvkiINQG1lI/AAAAAAAAD4c/tJZSq0Vh6mM/s400/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Eric and Sharman &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmCsNDt8GI/AAAAAAAAD5c/lhSr_Qa10Zc/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402492923938730082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmCsNDt8GI/AAAAAAAAD5c/lhSr_Qa10Zc/s400/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Justin and Christina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmCrXhVM8I/AAAAAAAAD5U/yW-0W3DZg-c/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402492909567423426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmCrXhVM8I/AAAAAAAAD5U/yW-0W3DZg-c/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eric pretending he is Santa Claus and me thoroughly embarrassed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmCrLmUOcI/AAAAAAAAD5M/zQbKl81p65U/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402492906367105474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmCrLmUOcI/AAAAAAAAD5M/zQbKl81p65U/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chad and Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmBV4G5OrI/AAAAAAAAD5E/OSdU8M_TTWU/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402491440846158514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmBV4G5OrI/AAAAAAAAD5E/OSdU8M_TTWU/s400/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chad and Eric getting down.  So funny Eric danced the night away and most of that was alone.  Chad decided to show him some moves:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmBVjKnB1I/AAAAAAAAD48/c42g4fhnGx0/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402491435224598354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmBVjKnB1I/AAAAAAAAD48/c42g4fhnGx0/s400/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmBUwDgqQI/AAAAAAAAD40/0NgdW1TVajw/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402491421504612610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvmBUwDgqQI/AAAAAAAAD40/0NgdW1TVajw/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This skit was performed to perfection.  I cant remember laughing this hard for a while.  Both of them fit the part to a T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvkiJFkNzcI/AAAAAAAAD4s/TaX0r1o-9nc/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402386767515864514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvkiJFkNzcI/AAAAAAAAD4s/TaX0r1o-9nc/s400/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvkiIszwDYI/AAAAAAAAD4k/9b2V9O67ipk/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402386760870137218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvkiIszwDYI/AAAAAAAAD4k/9b2V9O67ipk/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks again to Amanda for letting me borrow her amazing dress.  Since the shoes were 3 sizes to small up at girls camp I figured I would get some that fit.  I went to Payless thinking what are the chances and lo and behold.  In my size I see some hot pink stilettos on clearance for 3 dollars.  I think it was meant to be that I have some shoes of my own to go with this dress since it seems to be becoming a fav.  Thanks Chad for being a good sport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-6670233975869329052?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6670233975869329052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=6670233975869329052' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6670233975869329052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6670233975869329052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/11/hoopes-mcbride-halloween.html' title='Hoopes-McBride Halloween'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvkiINQG1lI/AAAAAAAAD4c/tJZSq0Vh6mM/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-5613516044207415784</id><published>2009-11-09T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:18:52.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Traditions</title><content type='html'>The week of Halloween I was down with a cold and some serious congestion most of the week.  I had a migraine starting Monday which I had through Wed.  By Thurs I had no choice but to get all the loose ends tied up for costumes.  Our ward Trunk or Treat was Thurs night and I still needed a couple things for each kid and candy.  I was able to get what had to be done taken care of and it all worked out just fine.  Ty decided she wanted to be Jasmine months ago and it never wavered.  B was with her dad on the actual day so we just did something easy for the ward party.  Steph and Jen are always including us in the girls plans and I could not have been happier than when they informed me that they took care of getting B's costume made.  Tate chose Indiana Jones and there was no changing his mind.  I'm not sure he even knows who Indiana Jones is but he wanted the whip that came with the costume.  I didn't get a pic of them together but all in all I thought their costumes turned out cute.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvhskP7NuPI/AAAAAAAAD4E/7lARtmSg5Rc/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402187123036895474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvhskP7NuPI/AAAAAAAAD4E/7lARtmSg5Rc/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ty fell asleep for an hour before the party and she was quite the ice queen when I woke her up.  She did finally get happier as the trick or treating started.  I could not get over how much her dark wig changed her appearance!  She kept telling me how beautiful she was and that she wants her hair like this from now on.  Tate is always being a goof ball and making me laugh.  He insisted on putting up his "Go Devils" sign for pics the entire night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402187105645047234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvhsjPIrLcI/AAAAAAAAD30/ttY-HeMZJYQ/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;B and M were car hop girls that worked at Sonic.  I thought it was a cute idea and B was so excited to wear her roller blades.  She did wipe out numerous times but nothing to severe.  She may need to practice staying on her feet though if she ever has a tray in hand:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402185440107262338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvhrCShhcYI/AAAAAAAAD3s/vb_wxMz-45w/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svhsj0vjJ_I/AAAAAAAAD38/V-iupgyE13U/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402187115740211186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svhsj0vjJ_I/AAAAAAAAD38/V-iupgyE13U/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Monday that same week while I was in bed certain me head was going to explode the Lambs had their pumpkin carving party.  I was so bummed I was not able to make it.  We had such a good time doing it last year and it was fun to see the kids in their excitement.  Chad was a trooper and took the kids to brave carving 3 pumpkins with them.  I sent the camera and got a few pics but I wont complain, I'm certain he had his hands full!  Tate chose the headless horseman for his pumpkin.  Tylees was Cinderella in a carriage and B did a way cute pumpkin.  They all turned out great! I wish Id  thought to take a picture of them on our porch.  Owell right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402183641318502610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvhpZlg3MNI/AAAAAAAAD3M/pRF2gxr-BOM/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here is Ty seriously pontificating what she wanted to carve on hers.  Honestly the girl has the funniest personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402183649434987250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvhpaDv-6vI/AAAAAAAAD3U/K2ytxlAQcnw/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tate has the look of perfect contentment on his face.  He always does when he is with his dad.  It does not matter what the activity entails whether its work or play, he is just happy to hang out with dad.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402185435176128946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvhrCAJ2UbI/AAAAAAAAD3k/Keo3JLNwEaM/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402183633339574066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvhpZHyiZzI/AAAAAAAAD3E/UjFBoUERPn8/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I would say from this face she is happy with the results of her pumpkin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402185428044209490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvhrBlld3VI/AAAAAAAAD3c/JgN8BSkeQ3I/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thank you Lamb family for continuing on with this tradition.  We love to spend good quality time with our friends.  I am so grateful that Chad and I have friends who have similar desires and goals as we do.  They love our kids and take the mayhem that comes with in stride.  We are so blessed!  I appreciate Chad so much and the dad that he is to our kids.  They will never doubt where they stand with him.  He constantly shows them how much he loves them and plays an extremely active role in their everyday.  I am truly blessed to have a husband who is a man that takes pride in loving and caring for his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-5613516044207415784?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5613516044207415784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=5613516044207415784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5613516044207415784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5613516044207415784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-traditions.html' title='Halloween Traditions'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SvhskP7NuPI/AAAAAAAAD4E/7lARtmSg5Rc/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-3803000772299054948</id><published>2009-11-09T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:07:39.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>I am so behind and I keep saying I'm going to keep up with our happenings better. So for now I am in catch up mode till I am caught up. During the fall break we had the Cutchen kids for a week. My kids, especially Tate had a count down for about 3 weeks till they came to stay. We had a blast that week. We didn't do much but play outside and ride quads and bikes. There were many games of whiffle ball, 2 hand touch football, frisbee, just to name a few. We also went to a fun Halloween Party at the Edwards. The entire time Tate was wanting to help me with Tyson and has now informed me he wants a little brother! My kids couldn't have had a more entertaining break. I was glad to have the Cutchen kids stay with us. I know when we go to Hawaii I will have peace of mind knowing my kids will be taken care of and loved in our absence. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402129452533687234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svg4HYjyI8I/AAAAAAAAD2U/m3mwT8tMLYo/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402129438734102738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svg4GlJtMNI/AAAAAAAAD2E/OqEvSjommkQ/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402132214982978834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svg6oLfBLRI/AAAAAAAAD20/ERSjS60YW9U/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402129443637162066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svg4G3ar8FI/AAAAAAAAD2M/J6xZpSxnjww/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402132129133386578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svg6jLq4W1I/AAAAAAAAD2s/mXdMiRG7O3s/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402132278281308098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svg6r3ShB8I/AAAAAAAAD28/ujOMVTmiuF8/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This scene was a welcomed one come about 8pm:) I was pretty much beat by that time and needed some quiet.  I love that they are all so close and love to be together.  That's the way it should be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-3803000772299054948?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3803000772299054948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=3803000772299054948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3803000772299054948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3803000772299054948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/11/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Svg4HYjyI8I/AAAAAAAAD2U/m3mwT8tMLYo/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-3812729540455333113</id><published>2009-09-12T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T01:03:19.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parker Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>A few weekends ago we were able to go to the Parker Family Reunion up by Clint's Well. About 30 min or so from Flagstaff. The weather was beautiful and we didn't have much of a storm at all. We rented a motor home from some friends to avoid getting drenched in a tent for the 2nd year in a row. Even though the weather did not call for us to need an RV it was nice to have a toilet and shower nonetheless.  We enjoyed hours of quad riding and rides in the rhinos.  The kids haven't cared much to ride with it being 110 degrees out so it was nice to have wide open space to take advantage of.  The camp site was awesome and perfect for all 70 of us who came this year.  I was glad that so many people came.  It was so good to see those that we have missed the past years.  I took this pic of Gram and thought it turned out great.  Nana Parker is the greatest grandma.  I cant think of someone who is more giving of her time and talents than she is.  I think if it wasn't for Nana we would not have any blankets in our home.  I appreciate her loving example and the great person she is.  I truly feel so blessed because i am one of hers through marriage.  I am so thankful that my children have been fortunate enough to know her.  Some kids don't get to know much about their great grandparents.  My kids not only know her but LOVE her and know that she loves them.  We are blessed because of her!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380819678149155698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqyC_QyDG3I/AAAAAAAADxc/AaA2mVbGX6o/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The greatest Father in law!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380824406641621762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqyHSfygOwI/AAAAAAAADyk/i8LyrZjP2XQ/s400/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Reed planned so many fun events for us to all take part in.  It was a competition between all the kids and all the adults.  We started out learning some new skills and practicing them a bit.  After that we started the rotation and were scored on each event.  The Kerby's showed everyone how to rope while Kevin taught us his awesome skill with a bow and arrow.  I was excited to learn how to shoot a bow since I had never done that before.  We finished the comp off with a 3 legged race an egg toss and the gunny sack race.  The competition was fierce I will add and i think the only events I did any good in were shooting the bow and the egg toss.  It was a great time though and the kids had a blast.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq5fY8JZu8I/AAAAAAAAD1E/xEtO7TyOedU/s1600-h/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381343486821383106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq5fY8JZu8I/AAAAAAAAD1E/xEtO7TyOedU/s400/129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tate was trying so hard.  He is just a tad competitive and these activities out of his comfort zone were a challenge.  I was glad all the kids got a prize or he may still be upset.  This pic underneath  is him rolling.  Too funny!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381259060290871874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq4Smqz9YkI/AAAAAAAAD0c/OFpdu1X3P1M/s400/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ty needed a little help keeping the bag up and hopping.  She thought is was so fun and has been hopping around the house in a pillow case ever since.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq5fYbVeMrI/AAAAAAAAD08/D7vjgg9XSsE/s1600-h/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381343478013637298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq5fYbVeMrI/AAAAAAAAD08/D7vjgg9XSsE/s400/130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380824396084472162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqyHR4de6WI/AAAAAAAADyc/ZmHC61unYMk/s400/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq5ei-GHzFI/AAAAAAAAD0s/MjS_TFnfM0E/s1600-h/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381342559631559762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq5ei-GHzFI/AAAAAAAAD0s/MjS_TFnfM0E/s400/139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq4RAnXk4vI/AAAAAAAAD0E/_ePsCFMvFFQ/s1600-h/098_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381257307019862770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq4RAnXk4vI/AAAAAAAAD0E/_ePsCFMvFFQ/s400/098_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq3QqsUeqCI/AAAAAAAADzc/jvyGGaqc5ck/s1600-h/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381186561647749154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq3QqsUeqCI/AAAAAAAADzc/jvyGGaqc5ck/s400/106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin with his fancy bow.  I was quite impressed with all his gear and how accurate he is.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq3Qp0T24EI/AAAAAAAADzU/PLo20ZvktO4/s1600-h/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381186546612756546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq3Qp0T24EI/AAAAAAAADzU/PLo20ZvktO4/s400/100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jace being a good uncle and showing us how to get it done in the roping dept.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq3OTjgrqVI/AAAAAAAADzE/4GxDfh1YjnM/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381183965122767186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq3OTjgrqVI/AAAAAAAADzE/4GxDfh1YjnM/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq3OSwKUdPI/AAAAAAAADy8/tlasLvyuclU/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381183951338763506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sq3OSwKUdPI/AAAAAAAADy8/tlasLvyuclU/s400/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the looks of Tate's shirt I would say his day was fulfilled.  I couldn't quite get that shirt back to its normal white self:) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqyHSzMB1VI/AAAAAAAADys/pWcLk-lyRy4/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380824411848955218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqyHSzMB1VI/AAAAAAAADys/pWcLk-lyRy4/s400/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to post these next few pictures because I thought they were funny.  Roanan was so sweet to Ty and was happy to be her partner in the 3 legged race.  Actually he was her partner for everything.  Sorry Roanan I think you may have been at a slight disadvantage:)  Either way he was happy to work with her.  She was not sure what the 3 legged race was all about.  I just told her to hold on and try to walk.  The 1st step she fell down and started crying.  With help from parents they finished but she was mad at me.  She wouldn't stop crying until I untied her leg.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383073800381497330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SrSFGcdzf_I/AAAAAAAAD1c/5Ija1d982VM/s400/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383073811078608834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SrSFHEUMd8I/AAAAAAAAD1k/o1rwfcfx7Cw/s400/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt; See how sweet he was, he was totally concerned with her being upset.  After the races I think she realized she found a new friend and they were inseparable the rest the time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383075514095237122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SrSGqMi_-AI/AAAAAAAAD1s/3L2QrVnNCHc/s400/125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383073784589535842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SrSFFhotSmI/AAAAAAAAD1U/txGfJP6gxv4/s400/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Uncle Doug with all of his cute babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380819673623617250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqyC-_7E3uI/AAAAAAAADxU/UaeD4lihuOE/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqyC9_40wKI/AAAAAAAADxE/_kejkGLUO4M/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380819656434303138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqyC9_40wKI/AAAAAAAADxE/_kejkGLUO4M/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must add the food was quite delicious.  I went up there thinking we were only doing 2 meals together and the rest we were on our own for.  I was mistaken and could not have been happier.  We ate like royalty.  There is nothing better than breakfast outside and over the fire.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqwlS24hYSI/AAAAAAAADvk/PBq-i-TrRDc/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380716660701356322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqwlS24hYSI/AAAAAAAADvk/PBq-i-TrRDc/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380819663502677106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqyC-aODlHI/AAAAAAAADxM/hdqd82eYD-Y/s400/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqwCYIrWz0I/AAAAAAAADvI/Knqq8IjhV8I/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380678268470349634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqwCYIrWz0I/AAAAAAAADvI/Knqq8IjhV8I/s400/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqwCXZb_G2I/AAAAAAAADu8/xVw2lfuTRYI/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380678255789415266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqwCXZb_G2I/AAAAAAAADu8/xVw2lfuTRYI/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqwCWqv3utI/AAAAAAAADu0/h_8eTvQjOJ0/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380678243256351442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqwCWqv3utI/AAAAAAAADu0/h_8eTvQjOJ0/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ty and Ridge thought they were so funny all weekend making faces instead of smiling at me.  It was actually funny to see them talk about how they were going to both make silly faces at me.  We are so lucky to have cousins that are all close by and that our kids are such good friends with.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqwCWKplyqI/AAAAAAAADus/uaV6YCueeTw/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380678234640075426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqwCWKplyqI/AAAAAAAADus/uaV6YCueeTw/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a good time and I am excited to see what next year brings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-3812729540455333113?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3812729540455333113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=3812729540455333113' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3812729540455333113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3812729540455333113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/09/parker-family-reunion.html' title='Parker Family Reunion'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqyC_QyDG3I/AAAAAAAADxc/AaA2mVbGX6o/s72-c/054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-1091486912879714437</id><published>2009-09-12T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T13:03:11.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooklyn For V.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380664469671944882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sqv108JcorI/AAAAAAAADuE/7OMAAupcDMA/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;B decided at the beginning of the year that she wanted to run for student council. I knew it would be a good experience for her but as a mom I was worried about it. Her little heart can be so tender so I felt best to explain that just because she was running for VP didn't mean she would win. There were 7 other kids running for it and I just wanted her to understand the possibilities. She was aware of how it all worked and still wanted to do it regardless of how the cookie crumbled.  She told me on Sunday that Monday, the next day she was supposed to have 10 signs to hang up in the halls and stickers to pass out. We were at my parents for dinner and Summer helped me make stickers and then when we got home I was up until 4am making posters.  We got them taped up at the school and prepared for her speech.  We made a t-shirt that said vote Brooklyn 4 Vice Pres.  She did such a great job on her speech and didn't even seem nervous.  They actually video taped the speeches and then played them the next day.  I'm sure that helped not having to do it live.  Needless to say she won and is having a blast.  There are extra responsibilities that come along with her position but she sails through all of it.  Her grades are excellent and she manages to get it all in and still have time to be a kid.  Good Job B we love you and are so proud of you.  Keep up the good work! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380665334241821906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sqv2nQ6-BNI/AAAAAAAADuk/nF3W9NSx0LQ/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty was so excited to go cheer for B as her speech was played in the cafeteria for all to see.  She kept clapping and saying theres Brooklyn.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380664486053264482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sqv115LDvGI/AAAAAAAADuU/fegCSfDe5co/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I had to document this picture of B because she was so embarrassed that I was taking a picture of her.  I didn't think that kids were to cool for their moms quite yet.  Any how I thought it was funny and I know that she loves me regardless if she is to cool for me:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380665329480710898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sqv2m_L1OvI/AAAAAAAADuc/OqY61xZy-_8/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380664477789489746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sqv11aY0ilI/AAAAAAAADuM/dHjSX-ydfTA/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-1091486912879714437?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/1091486912879714437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=1091486912879714437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1091486912879714437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1091486912879714437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/09/brooklyn-for-vp.html' title='Brooklyn For V.P.'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sqv108JcorI/AAAAAAAADuE/7OMAAupcDMA/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-7830399306684019045</id><published>2009-08-20T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:45:18.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hiatt Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ruth and Rudge Hiatt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380266334724152658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqLub453VI/AAAAAAAADt8/VycY8rntmlE/s400/IMG_1575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380266322989681714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqLtwLMDDI/AAAAAAAADt0/8ILrrGb3qFg/s400/IMG_1566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well I'm about 2 months behind on my blog but I will not be deterred in getting caught up. The task has been a daunting one but many journal worthy events have taken place and need to be documented. We had the opportunity to go to my Hiatt Family reunion in Pine, Az and enjoy all that encompasses that sacred place. There was an awesome turn out and we were able to get reacquainted with some of my cousins that I have not seen for way to long. We had a great time and thoroughly enjoyed being together. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380254357985317778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqA1TD2U5I/AAAAAAAADss/ecljZ4WYdrc/s400/img_1460+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mom was singing her silly songs with all the kids. Gpa Hiatt loves to hear all the kids sing the songs he taught his kids when they were tiny. I love that my mom loves to sing with her grand kids. She has taught them so many fun silly songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380256110115686866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqCbSQSCdI/AAAAAAAADtM/ewXI5oIloVA/s400/IMG_1501.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The entertainment was a blast. We had our yearly dance and everyone joined in cutting a rug. Deon and Lisa have some serious skills out there but no one can top Gma Hiatt. She has always loved to dance and still does. I love to see her forgetting about life and her pains and smiling and enjoying herself.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380256128401738626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqCcWYBC4I/AAAAAAAADtc/GoUfsL2p48w/s400/img_1530+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;This isn't the greatest pic but I wanted to portray the madness. All of Pine can hear our music I'm sure but that's OK. A dance cant take place without music:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380256119889777346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqCb2qm0sI/AAAAAAAADtU/KgWAS0GZ1VA/s400/IMG_1504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372186863252505330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/So3XfTMvgvI/AAAAAAAADrs/emn6JBsa-kI/s400/IMG_1395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Many laughs were shared as well as tears. Sunday morning church is always spiritual and very uplifting. I look forward to hearing from whomever is called on to speak. It is such a testament to me of my grandparents lives and all that they have accomplished. The Hiatt family is not perfect by any means but I cant think of a stronger more unified family. I grew up always knowing true happiness comes only through dedicating our lives to our Savior. My grandparent not only taught us of this but lived to be like Him. I know without question the Ruth and Rudge Hiatt have done all they were needed to do! They have raised 7 children to be tremendous people and from those 7 have nearly 150 descendants come. Not one of their grandsons did not serve a mission. All have been sealed in the temple. Kinda neat I think. I cant help but know that I am blessed simply because I am a Hiatt!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380266310830263058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqLtC4KCxI/AAAAAAAADts/ERDj9gheAk4/s400/IMG_1560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380254351126269842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqA05ghj5I/AAAAAAAADsk/on4qA1wuW8c/s400/img_1440+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; Good food was had all weekend long. I look forward to our Sunday lunch all year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqA0ek85BI/AAAAAAAADsc/SSqW_7ku_Z4/s1600-h/IMG_1409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380254343897080850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqA0ek85BI/AAAAAAAADsc/SSqW_7ku_Z4/s400/IMG_1409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and dad as Clem and Odessa. Susan painted this mural and it was awesome. Since gma and gpa cant do their act any more she figured out a way to keep the memory alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqAznL2bmI/AAAAAAAADsU/T3dO4Cr2DVw/s1600-h/IMG_1401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380254329027849826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqAznL2bmI/AAAAAAAADsU/T3dO4Cr2DVw/s400/IMG_1401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380266304273784690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqLsqc-H3I/AAAAAAAADtk/x5IM0_lHN_Y/s400/IMG_1559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The kids had a blast and love to be together. We are so blessed to have a family that loves one another and truly enjoys the company of each other. Its not entirely common these days for families to be close. I wouldn't have it any other way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/So3Xet-k2QI/AAAAAAAADrk/od2g4SGt_Mw/s1600-h/IMG_1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372186853260974338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/So3Xet-k2QI/AAAAAAAADrk/od2g4SGt_Mw/s400/IMG_1361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My beautiful B. I was so glad that her dad was willing to bring her up there on Sat evening so she could be a part of the reunion. It is such an important tradition to me and I was glad to have the family all together.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380254366987063106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqA10mCD0I/AAAAAAAADs0/HtFMMGFeeZs/s400/img_1474+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380256099563173602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqCaq8XduI/AAAAAAAADtE/D4CDbOlY8_g/s400/IMG_1492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380256091961289170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqCaOn76dI/AAAAAAAADs8/TfPQxmjCwTM/s400/IMG_1477+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next year, I truly cant wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-7830399306684019045?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/7830399306684019045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=7830399306684019045' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/7830399306684019045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/7830399306684019045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/08/hiatt-reunion.html' title='The Hiatt Reunion'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SqqLub453VI/AAAAAAAADt8/VycY8rntmlE/s72-c/IMG_1575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-3906078507661395131</id><published>2009-08-20T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T15:16:15.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My partner in crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372073185685852082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/So1wGZQ0z7I/AAAAAAAADrU/-2jQWhWrIII/s400/IMG_1621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So I have pretty much spent the summer choosing not to blog. I have done a little on the kids individual blogs but have slacked on our family one. Kids have been back to school for about 3 weeks now and are doing pretty good. B is thriving as usual and is actually in the middle of running for student council. It has been a task in and of itself to get all the posters made, taped up all over school, shirt made, stickers and the speech memorized. There are 7 others running for the same office as she, so we have talked about all the possibilities. Win or lose I hope its a good learning experience for her. She is also participating in a leadership program which helps kids with special needs. She has been really excited about this program and was choosen specifically to do it. So all and all she is off to a great start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tate is doing fine as well. The first week was a cake walk for him and I was pretty shocked how well he was doing. Then I think he figured out that 7 hours is really long and that its the same game every day. He had a few rough days which entailed tears and teachers having to take him from me as he plead for me to help him. The 1st day that happened I think me heart was ripped out and stomped on. I got back in the car and had a melt down. That was the worst of it though and I think we are on the upside now. He still gets a tummy ache at school but knows if he does well he will be rewarded with something fun when he gets home. He tries his best and really wants to do good. He is still adjusting though and I can tell its not easy for him to be away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Ty and I at home, well its not the same. I'm still waiting for the moment when I am glad school is back in session. As entertaining as Ty is I miss the other 2 alot during the day. Swimming is alot more fun when its a party not just Ty and I. I have vowed to get my to do list done that is a year old. Slowly but surely I am knocking things off one by one. Slowly being the key word. At the start of the school year was my time to get in gear and to be orderly if that's possible, for me:) I have tried to make efforts to do more of the little but oh so important things as a mom. FHE, dinners, cleaner house, consistent bed time in their OWN beds etc... That is coming along as far as where they fall asleep but usually 1 or 2 of them end up on our floor. That's all right though its progress, at least they aren't starting there like they were. Softball is back in action on Tues nights I play and Chad plays on Thurs. Co-Ed starts in a few weeks so it should be pretty interesting. We manage to be able to juggle this schedule as well as the kids schedules and our calling just fine though. As long as we can keep up with acting young we planning on doing so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be one of the only people who will be sad when the summer is gone but we had such a fun one. I am lucky my kids enjoy swimming and the sun as much as I do because that's pretty much how our summer went. Whether it was at gma and gpa's house or Larson's or in the back yard blow up they could not get enough.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372067355399202802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/So1qzBwKp_I/AAAAAAAADrE/-mOIgR2aoNI/s400/summer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture cracks me up. Its a good thing we all love each other and don't mind being in each others personal space:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372163834482011362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/So3Ci2WALOI/AAAAAAAADrc/mtTGufibUIg/s400/P1030948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The lake is always amazing. Even more so when your kids try a new thing and do well with it. Tate had a hard time getting up but B did awesome. 2 tries and she was off to the races. Chad and I were so proud of her. She was grinning ear to ear as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372067346735771154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/So1qyhepLhI/AAAAAAAADq8/amjFtk7BubY/s400/Ty+lake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372067342265656098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/So1qyQ04oyI/AAAAAAAADq0/aRYI77rK6vQ/s400/Tate+lake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372067335623537218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/So1qx4FR8kI/AAAAAAAADqs/Kj3jvYfTY60/s400/b+lake+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She rode for a while and then decided her body had enough. Good job B we cant wait to go back so she can give it another whirl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-3906078507661395131?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3906078507661395131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=3906078507661395131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3906078507661395131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3906078507661395131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/08/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/So1wGZQ0z7I/AAAAAAAADrU/-2jQWhWrIII/s72-c/IMG_1621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-5458456269631153204</id><published>2009-07-30T16:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T02:14:33.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SnJS_fNz5YI/AAAAAAAADpk/AlW4cfoIZ70/s1600-h/IMG_1635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364441356816344450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SnJS_fNz5YI/AAAAAAAADpk/AlW4cfoIZ70/s400/IMG_1635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364405089065189010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SnIyAbUHPpI/AAAAAAAADpM/OKi5wDWJR0A/s400/IMG_1629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;First day of school- July 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SnIyAkf-HvI/AAAAAAAADpU/CwlnYAHa3Rk/s1600-h/IMG_1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364405091530841842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SnIyAkf-HvI/AAAAAAAADpU/CwlnYAHa3Rk/s400/IMG_1632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Honestly I can not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how fast the summer flew by. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not ready for my kiddos to have already started school. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure it will be nice to be able to get things accomplished but I miss them already. They have both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed their first week of school. Tate is in all day kinder and B is in 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; grade. Tate has Mrs. Strickland and I think she is going to be perfect for him. He is such a sweetheart but can be wild and crazy more times than not. I was worried if he got a teacher that was to relaxed he may not think he had to be on his best behavior. His teacher seems to be nice but strict and I am perfectly happy about that. B has Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bernier&lt;/span&gt; and is so happy with her. I was very impressed with her also and know that Brooklyn is going to have and awesome year. She finally got to be in the same class as Madison and is so thrilled about it. B has been such a sweetheart to Tate at school and is very concerned for him. I am so thankful that they at least have this 1 year at the same school. I know that it makes it easier for him knowing that she is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tylee&lt;/span&gt; has done pretty good at home without them here but I can tell she misses them. She has gotten into things a little more this week than usual. I am sure that it is just out of boredom. I am not to worried about that though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; ready to knock out my mile long to-do list. I have this list that has just been growing for about a year because I had no desire to take all my kids to run these errands. Now with the 2 gone it should be smooth sailing and I am so excited to finally get my house done! We had such a fun summer and I have to say that I have had a rough week with them gone. We swam nearly everyday and had a blast. I love to swim but my older kids make it way more fun. Something about Tate starting kinder this year has been tough. I miss my little love bug when he is not around. I miss B as well but have just gotten used to her being at school. I am already looking forward to fall break:) I am so blessed to have good kids. I am so proud of my kids and am excited to see all the progress that will be made throughout this school year.&lt;br /&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/5049940508698815580-5458456269631153204?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5458456269631153204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=5458456269631153204' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5458456269631153204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5458456269631153204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-is-over.html' title='Summer is Over'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SnJS_fNz5YI/AAAAAAAADpk/AlW4cfoIZ70/s72-c/IMG_1635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-5601238435006881995</id><published>2009-07-09T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:06:45.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Lake Powell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlZeeGoQzrI/AAAAAAAADng/SjfgzZhJBOY/s1600-h/file0113+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356572678072356530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlZeeGoQzrI/AAAAAAAADng/SjfgzZhJBOY/s400/file0113+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356508462067143298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlYkEPXi0oI/AAAAAAAADnQ/TIuuvbxv9uE/s400/File0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356508470668229890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlYkEvaM_QI/AAAAAAAADnY/eLa3no-DvkI/s400/File0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlYkD7tTKdI/AAAAAAAADnI/yPzOV3x7x5s/s1600-h/File0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356508456789682642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlYkD7tTKdI/AAAAAAAADnI/yPzOV3x7x5s/s400/File0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at how stunning this girl is. I can not beleive how old she is. I love and miss you B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlYkDQK9I-I/AAAAAAAADnA/Gj511N44i9I/s1600-h/File0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356508445102908386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlYkDQK9I-I/AAAAAAAADnA/Gj511N44i9I/s400/File0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356398011004388450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW_nJGGhGI/AAAAAAAADmw/yxdMqC-LNi8/s400/File0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW_myOAfbI/AAAAAAAADmo/3AUPbkTB-7Y/s1600-h/file0051+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356398004863532466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW_myOAfbI/AAAAAAAADmo/3AUPbkTB-7Y/s400/file0051+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW_miFP7gI/AAAAAAAADmg/dYavo79VqKk/s1600-h/File0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356398000531828226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW_miFP7gI/AAAAAAAADmg/dYavo79VqKk/s400/File0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW_mP6YFaI/AAAAAAAADmY/CtJcO2cou9Q/s1600-h/File0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356397995654387106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW_mP6YFaI/AAAAAAAADmY/CtJcO2cou9Q/s400/File0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW_lwHzW1I/AAAAAAAADmQ/OVwEKUxep-w/s1600-h/File0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356397987120765778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW_lwHzW1I/AAAAAAAADmQ/OVwEKUxep-w/s400/File0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356508442497458322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlYkDGdxIJI/AAAAAAAADm4/SfYFyQp7KtY/s400/File0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-5601238435006881995?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5601238435006881995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=5601238435006881995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5601238435006881995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5601238435006881995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-lake-powell.html' title='More Lake Powell'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlZeeGoQzrI/AAAAAAAADng/SjfgzZhJBOY/s72-c/file0113+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-6828457994982320148</id><published>2009-07-09T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T02:52:32.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>July 4Th was good as always. Chad had the day off on Friday and was able to golf and hang out with us at moms. I hurried to get to McDonald's by 1030 because I needed my egg McMuffin and large Dr. Pepper. I know great breakfast but as for now its works for me. We got to moms about 1045 and were able to catch them teeing off. So since I'm a dork with my new camera I took some photos. I had to laugh because Ty was yelling go daddy as he was in his back swing. I quieted her before Ricky hit his ball though. From the sounds of it I'm not sure her cheering really made it worse but Chad enjoyed getting out there with Ricky, Jared and Wayne.  We were quick to get in the pool from there and swam till late in the evening. It was fun to have all the dads home to play with us. The kids enjoy having their dad around and love to play with him. Plus it allows for me to actually relax:) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356378056896929282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlWtdqQJ3gI/AAAAAAAADjg/LTtosk6Yqfo/s400/img_1277+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356378047056394162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlWtdFl_N7I/AAAAAAAADjY/J56lGbgwZLE/s400/img_1278+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jared and Wayne were along for the fun as well. I think they were hiding behind the tree so Chad and Ricky didn't hit them!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356378064875004498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlWteH-RolI/AAAAAAAADjo/VAk9n5VZASE/s400/IMG_1281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356385752120446338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW0dlMaTYI/AAAAAAAADkg/oe9zL5gleF8/s400/IMG_1291+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356384755064763874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlWzji3z9eI/AAAAAAAADkA/dglCff55w2s/s400/IMG_1292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356378084249038098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlWtfQJZ7RI/AAAAAAAADj4/nc-ynILWLlc/s400/IMG_1289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Martha Stuart, aka Michelle made these yummy treats and I had to document their perfection. They are cupcakes with a brownie in the middle to look like the hamburger. The fries are sugar cookies and then yummy frosting for the fixings. Seriously sis, your amazing and so creative. I know it was not your idea but I could not pull those off if I had to. I'm glad at least one of us got the creative gene. Your the worlds best Holly Homemaker:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356378077909203218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlWte4h3uRI/AAAAAAAADjw/k57njX6fWd4/s400/IMG_1284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356387162946602562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW1vs7lBkI/AAAAAAAADko/ftu1ANSK-ck/s400/IMG_1302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356384775443252402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlWzkuybBLI/AAAAAAAADkQ/7FJ3hUNgkEY/s400/IMG_1294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356384779478833346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlWzk90lGMI/AAAAAAAADkY/gLqV4jSr9k0/s400/IMG_1299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Saturday we were back at mom and dads for more swimming and eating. Its a good thing mom loves to swim since her grand kids are always up for it. We barbecued for dinner and then headed to Urrys for the annual firework show. As always there were plenty of yummy treats to eat and the company was even better. Its so cool to be right underneath the fireworks and to actually be able to feel them. I can never seem to get all of my kids smiling and looking at me so these pictures of them are just OK. Plus Ty still has not figured out how to smile on command. B and Ty were excited to wear their matching necklaces to the festivities. We made them for all the little girls and they were so stinking cute. Thanks again to Michelle's creativity!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356388927430476690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW3WaJUQ5I/AAAAAAAADlQ/9Bjicqv2ODQ/s400/img_1310+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356387175887037122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW1wdI0YsI/AAAAAAAADk4/s7kuvS7-fxY/s400/IMG_1313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356388931671364274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW3Wp8bErI/AAAAAAAADlY/uptabY_Ygek/s400/IMG_1327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356393388948110002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW7aGmAurI/AAAAAAAADlw/jWra0bBwj0g/s400/IMG_1353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356388920272947410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW3V_e1CNI/AAAAAAAADlI/1SC-jhMNpUc/s400/img_1359+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356393377663080114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW7Zcjc1rI/AAAAAAAADlg/Al01Z1JbnK8/s400/IMG_1339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356393382169546418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW7ZtV4DrI/AAAAAAAADlo/H9eBgFMG-Xo/s400/IMG_1349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356387183008867746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW1w3qy5aI/AAAAAAAADlA/hgTomAuTRhg/s400/IMG_1330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356393404347210962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW7a_9cXNI/AAAAAAAADl4/fx-fvCS9vfk/s400/IMG_1337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356394479204000098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW8ZkHRYWI/AAAAAAAADmA/YlvZ36ccxb4/s400/img_1355+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356394489301007602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlW8aJulfPI/AAAAAAAADmI/iTVeJME2u6U/s400/IMG_1357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I have to say that I am so grateful for the freedoms that we have in the United States! We are a fortunate country and have so much to be thankful for. We live in a world that has undoubtedly been created by the hand of God. Having just been at LP I am amazed by the beauty that surrounds us. The moon and stars have always fascinated me and they were amazing out on the lake. Its small and simple, but these things provide me with peace and joy. I appreciate the brave soldiers and their families who fight for our freedoms. It is a job that only one who is very courageous could do and that I would not want to have. So many sacrifices have gone into our being able to live the lives that we do. We are blessed beyond belief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-6828457994982320148?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6828457994982320148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=6828457994982320148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6828457994982320148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6828457994982320148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlWtdqQJ3gI/AAAAAAAADjg/LTtosk6Yqfo/s72-c/img_1277+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-8680851752880722652</id><published>2009-07-03T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:00:47.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LP 09</title><content type='html'>Once again Lake Powell was amazing! It was everything I could have asked for and more. It was truly relaxing, fun was had and great memories were made. I loved having B there with us this time. Ty stayed home with Aunt Am, Michelle and my parents. As much as I missed her I was able to relax and not feel the worry of having her there. Thanks to you guys for loving her and treating her kindly in our absence. Randa did not disappoint with theme nights. We had Hawaiian night, Mexican, Italian, Hollywood, Mardi Gras, Baseball Night and Western night. Decorations and costumes were all out and made it such a blast, not only for me but our kiddos. The food was awesome no thanks to the Cummard clan but we do our best to help out in other areas:) I wish I didn't bite at cooking but lucky for us Randa and Wayne and Chea rock in that dept.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354469207670645170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7lYAv54bI/AAAAAAAADdg/saDWg59UUSI/s400/IMG_0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354469216988142354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7lYjdXmxI/AAAAAAAADdo/0vRggSengVs/s400/IMG_0198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354469221844719826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7lY1jRGNI/AAAAAAAADdw/VzHhxU4Xcxg/s400/IMG_0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354471041365381234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7nCvyzEHI/AAAAAAAADeY/EwlcQw_ACns/s400/IMG_0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354469233199250178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7lZf2ZewI/AAAAAAAADd4/27oIpD-vHY0/s400/IMG_0304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354471026540912850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7nB4kXoNI/AAAAAAAADeI/DHwyPjhTYm0/s400/IMG_0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354471033434140498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7nCSP171I/AAAAAAAADeQ/g5HZqtBh-t0/s400/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354471017992513234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7nBYuRZtI/AAAAAAAADeA/2GqkVyo0IZw/s400/IMG_0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jared signing autographs on Hollywood night. Everyone strutted down the red carpet and Chad was doing the interviews. It was hilarious and the kids thought it was so fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354477327513453090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7swphSgiI/AAAAAAAADew/8JyAg2skXTU/s400/IMG_0640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Wayne pointing to his fans, aka Chea:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354477321286092290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7swSUkhgI/AAAAAAAADeo/NWcssqj6-1o/s400/IMG_0637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354478789944728210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7uFxgE2pI/AAAAAAAADe4/YCPdX_w76bE/s400/IMG_0657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Joelle looking stunning because she is. I love her hair color!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354478808958828178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7uG4VY_pI/AAAAAAAADfQ/CfYtePukZmk/s400/IMG_0667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354477314020446514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7sv3QTkTI/AAAAAAAADeg/nvqaMwryfkU/s400/IMG_0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354478797577258386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7uGN70BZI/AAAAAAAADfA/uSZkyUbGp-A/s400/IMG_0669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tate couldn't quite do the strut like the others. He tried but was a bit out of his comfort zone. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354478804170435186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7uGmfv6nI/AAAAAAAADfI/BLgctlqLNbE/s400/IMG_0680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354482307068282290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7xSfzrRbI/AAAAAAAADfw/t9HLwQ4xXVw/s400/IMG_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354482301520283906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7xSLI7iQI/AAAAAAAADfo/HMoltJOF3BQ/s400/IMG_0698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354482292617321698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7xRp-THOI/AAAAAAAADfg/IgUytXl_K7U/s400/IMG_0691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354482284755751474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7xRMr9EjI/AAAAAAAADfY/agWvHbsIRn8/s400/IMG_0682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Enough about theme nights, there is a ton more to talk about. We did plenty of tubing, wake boarding, riding the wave runners, fishing, game playing, site seeing, dancing, laughing and just chilling on the boats. We continued on with the tradition of hiking Hole in the Rock and seeing Rainbow Bridge. I was glad we got to do them again so that B could see them. We also went to the Sand Hill this year. The talent show was full of fun and laughter as we watched our kids perform. Cletus did visit again this year and did not let anyone down. He sang a song from Phantom which was fantastic and passed out gifts to all the kids. Good Job Cletus!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354492801469552450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk761Wf6l0I/AAAAAAAADhg/L2RHQYd6mFM/s400/IMG_0715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;B had 2 talents, the first was singing and dancing to Eye of the Tiger. The second was some nice sounds she can make. I was laughing so hard and boy did she make me proud:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354492805876554210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk761m6oGeI/AAAAAAAADho/x6rLT3l_8x4/s400/IMG_0774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354492816815256658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk762PqndFI/AAAAAAAADhw/91lFpnTINPA/s400/IMG_0798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354492819666753442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk762aSd16I/AAAAAAAADh4/4818FvHd5hM/s400/IMG_0795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;For the most part the trip consisted of taking it easy one way or another!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354646112081024866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk-GRNCEF2I/AAAAAAAADiQ/KBkFMg8cVQM/s400/IMG_1000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354486997124613362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk71jfoPhPI/AAAAAAAADf4/tLlSLjsYKE8/s400/IMG_0229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354487000938456146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk71jt1iJFI/AAAAAAAADgA/j6jNpmAlXWg/s400/IMG_0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354492823475813458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk762oenfFI/AAAAAAAADiA/tF5R90-Nmig/s400/IMG_0890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354490871722277762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk75FBoT-4I/AAAAAAAADhY/sqQZ6tOKdt4/s400/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354490867381010818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk75ExdRgYI/AAAAAAAADhQ/M5evgin-_qM/s400/IMG_0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354490861720204802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk75EcXodgI/AAAAAAAADhI/rExz5JfyYUQ/s400/IMG_0574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354490855077974018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk75EDoAEAI/AAAAAAAADhA/BXlnmJNl7l0/s400/IMG_0450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;B spent a lot of time fishing.  The boys were so kind and taught her how to fish since I am no good in that dept.  She did end up catching 2 big fish and was elated!  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354488882587286226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk73RPhkutI/AAAAAAAADgw/tAU-3OcOicI/s400/IMG_0408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354488871418948642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk73Ql61bCI/AAAAAAAADgo/Vjb3SCw_JgI/s400/IMG_0367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354488843213825586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk73O82NZjI/AAAAAAAADgY/PUcTg-zOUIw/s400/IMG_0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354856965666117842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlBGCf2OGNI/AAAAAAAADjI/O2-KxlX-aMk/s400/IMG_0943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was a picture I took as we were coming down Hole in the Rock.  By this point we were all so hot I think we were running down so we could swim.  The picture below is our family as we had just finished going up.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354856965967017170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlBGCg99dNI/AAAAAAAADjQ/Sg2yoiIzXYw/s400/IMG_0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354487012063829506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk71kXSB3gI/AAAAAAAADgQ/Z82RfFMokiU/s400/IMG_0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354487003273127202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk71j2iKZSI/AAAAAAAADgI/CFhjNCpzR2E/s400/IMG_0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We had a long ball contest which I thought was a blast.  It was so funny to see the kids give it their best in one form or another.  I cant say I hit to shabby but with the comp as fierce as it was I didn't finish so strong.  I think Chad ended up winning this one!  Go team CDC!&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354855522983107202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlBEuhbyWoI/AAAAAAAADi4/DwghGKErA54/s400/IMG_1160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354856955265205906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlBGB5GcxpI/AAAAAAAADjA/1s3DD5_UIjM/s400/IMG_1165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354855513187661650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlBEt88Xt1I/AAAAAAAADio/wdS_PABuUMg/s400/IMG_1147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354855514918511122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SlBEuDZCYhI/AAAAAAAADiw/O3W8HIE6f7w/s400/IMG_1153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354646115324626770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk-GRZHZh1I/AAAAAAAADiY/I2WPij9Z2l0/s400/IMG_0999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354646103690286706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk-GQtxjlnI/AAAAAAAADiI/bxAGsVogcjc/s400/IMG_0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There are way to many pictures to post as you can see.  I think I took somewhere close to 1000 pics.  I was having fun enjoying my new toy.  Since this post is already eternal I will close it out by saying how fortunate we are.  We have such great friends who we can totally be ourselves around and have fun.  It doesn't get any better than Lake Powell for me.  I'm not sure who decided that Disneyland was the greatest place on earth because for me its definitely LP.  Thanks Lambs and Larson's memories were made and we cherish the time we get to be with you guys.   Till next year................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-8680851752880722652?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8680851752880722652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=8680851752880722652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8680851752880722652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8680851752880722652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/07/lp-09.html' title='LP 09'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sk7lYAv54bI/AAAAAAAADdg/saDWg59UUSI/s72-c/IMG_0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-2542387065613856818</id><published>2009-06-17T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:36:52.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE WE COME........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Great entertainment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjlPHv52xcI/AAAAAAAADdA/6PGvm1hAL8Y/s1600-h/powell-9730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348393027015984578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjlPHv52xcI/AAAAAAAADdA/6PGvm1hAL8Y/s400/powell-9730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Great Scenery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348396357256670130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjlSJmBG67I/AAAAAAAADdQ/LEq1FSZ-5iY/s400/powell-9950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjlN1DqUfbI/AAAAAAAADcw/f7qkPCrp6kE/s1600-h/powell-0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348391606390390194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjlN1DqUfbI/AAAAAAAADcw/f7qkPCrp6kE/s400/powell-0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and the MOST AWESOME friends anyone could ask for .  LP for 10 days I cant think of anything better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5049940508698815580-2542387065613856818?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/2542387065613856818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=2542387065613856818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/2542387065613856818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/2542387065613856818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-we-come.html' title='HERE WE COME........'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjlPHv52xcI/AAAAAAAADdA/6PGvm1hAL8Y/s72-c/powell-9730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-3541342209559229019</id><published>2009-06-17T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:54:37.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjlI8IKR-LI/AAAAAAAADco/8nXp8r10gxk/s1600-h/P1040074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348386230299130034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjlI8IKR-LI/AAAAAAAADco/8nXp8r10gxk/s400/P1040074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I walked in from camp at 215 am, due to my car not starting I found this on my counter.  Honestly Chad you continue to out do himself.  I have no clue how to use it but I cant wait to learn.  So here's to no more horrible pictures I hope.  Who knows it could have just been the operator, not the camera:)  Thanks Chad and I love you and am so blessed to have you as my best friend.  Thanks for loving me even when it seems impossible. &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/5049940508698815580-3541342209559229019?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3541342209559229019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=3541342209559229019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3541342209559229019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3541342209559229019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-bday-to-me.html' title='Happy Bday to Me'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjlI8IKR-LI/AAAAAAAADco/8nXp8r10gxk/s72-c/P1040074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-8170282532475884</id><published>2009-06-17T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:48:51.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Super Model of the Believers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sjirve33WcI/AAAAAAAADaQ/DfyZvVhn1Fo/s1600-h/P1040019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348213389732043202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sjirve33WcI/AAAAAAAADaQ/DfyZvVhn1Fo/s400/P1040019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had the opportunity of being ask to help out at our stake girls camp this year. It was up at Camp Lomia in Pine. I was a bit nervous when I was asked to help because I was unsure of what exactly my role was. They asked me to be in charge of the hikes and the Bishops Challenge which they consider to go along with my stake athletic calling. With much thought and prayer I was able to get a handle of what was needed from me. Even though I could have passed on this calling due to being in scouts as well I am so glad I didn't. I am certain it was every bit as rewarding for me as it was the girls. I do not remember much at all about my camp experiences when I was a girl, but these memories now are cemented! I loved every minute of being there. The weather was amazing. It was a tad chilly at night but I ended up going to the cabin so the cold didn't bother me a bit. Apparently Brook and Randa were not to bothered by the cold either. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348208900487294914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjinqLIgr8I/AAAAAAAADZg/zhn9AMr1nM8/s400/P1030968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348208915396390162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjinrCrHbRI/AAAAAAAADZ4/Jg6GOzMZKu0/s400/P1030976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348208911696682834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sjinq05CX1I/AAAAAAAADZw/B-yOSpzLsUc/s400/P1030979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Saturday was my big day.  All of the bishops from the wards came up to compete against the other wards.  It turned out great and I had prepared for just about every hitch I could possibly think of.  It was a little stressful getting it all set up and ready but with help from Bro. Crookston and Lewis it came together and was a success in my book.  I have to say a huge THANKS to Summer for helping me get these signs put together.  It took me till the last minute to get them done and I am grateful she was willing to help me buckle down.  She is so creative and good at this stuff!  Thanks to Chad who is dad of the year and didn't complain about keeping the kids as I worked at getting this done and while I was gone.  Mom you were also so helpful and made me realize I could actually do this and it would be good.  Amber kept my kids on Thurs as well and that was much appreciated.  I am so lucky to have the family and support system that I do.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348213410708553282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjirwtBDfkI/AAAAAAAADao/beNOHHmvOvw/s400/P1040027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348213398928307602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjirwBIbNZI/AAAAAAAADag/XjL2HaQl0LU/s400/P1040029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348214803459496306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjitBxawWXI/AAAAAAAADaw/njgDu7WhIdE/s400/P1030988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348208921767771106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjinraaK--I/AAAAAAAADaA/Xc8v24EKYtg/s400/P1030984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Watermelon Hunt and Seed spitting contest-&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348213385310581106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjirvOZtMXI/AAAAAAAADaI/4JzNDB9oOrY/s400/P1040001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348214826697253986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjitDH_EZGI/AAAAAAAADbI/GVD_5MRlQuc/s400/P1040008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348214830362926674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjitDVpCHlI/AAAAAAAADbQ/LRzUhUOp3_k/s400/P1040007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348214817896921714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjitCnM5-nI/AAAAAAAADbA/9XEH9WU2ghI/s400/P1030993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348214813284148082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjitCWBIo3I/AAAAAAAADa4/T4J-vGWERcU/s400/P1030991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348213395300119058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjirvznZchI/AAAAAAAADaY/EHofKVtTEW8/s400/P1040018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348217031640766002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjivDeCkVjI/AAAAAAAADbg/r7b8un5BHA4/s400/P1040023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348217021524665810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjivC4Ws5dI/AAAAAAAADbY/sw-dRdVQjeU/s400/P1040022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sat night was skit night.  The stake staff had a skit written by Brooke that was so funny.  I was asked to be barbie in this skit and was so not sure I could do it.  I'm typically not a dresser upper but Amanda Crookston brought some nice dresses to choose from and some hot pink pumps that were about 2 sizes to small.  All I could think of is how proud Megan would be of me:) Anyhow it was seriously funny and Randa and I had so much fun laughing at ourselves.  I had to practice trying to talk a little higher so I didn't sound like a Ken barbie.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348217045995322642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjivETg9fRI/AAAAAAAADb4/dBhuabvFjQ8/s400/P1040034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348217044329549218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SjivENTzzaI/AAAAAAAADbw/WJcIN7GQbV4/s400/P1040049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; These were the cook barbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348373162314388930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sjk9DeH7VcI/AAAAAAAADcA/gopjIezIEq4/s400/P1040041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These girls were the camping barbies.  Every time I think of them trying to do the actions with heir stiff arms, to the song sing out your glory, glory I start laughing.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348373171855871170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sjk9EBqyzMI/AAAAAAAADcQ/PyPDwBhY3yg/s400/P1040055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These were the Malibu Barbies, and were hilarious as well.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348373167682901522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sjk9DyH4VhI/AAAAAAAADcI/GA6716To6d0/s400/P1040046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dancing Kens-  they were the hit for sure.  These were the cooks for the weekend and aren't I so grateful they were there.  It didn't seem to far from home when I could go to the back door and get a soda in a styrofoam cup:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348373177428474274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sjk9EWbZ-aI/AAAAAAAADcY/UluCU0b4HiU/s400/P1040060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348373185924726386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sjk9E2FEfnI/AAAAAAAADcg/RzXucjzn1fk/s400/P1040064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here are Randa and I after our big debut in a Brooke Tuttle original.  I learned that sometimes being out of my comfort zone isn't always so scary.  It was actually fun and memories were made by doing so.  I am forever grateful I was able to be up there at camp.  I have come away from it feeling like I want to try harder and be better in all I do.  I hope the girls walked away feeling as edified and uplifted as I did.  Till next year I HOPE...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-8170282532475884?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8170282532475884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=8170282532475884' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8170282532475884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8170282532475884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/06/girls-camp.html' title='Girls Camp'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sjirve33WcI/AAAAAAAADaQ/DfyZvVhn1Fo/s72-c/P1040019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-262532849575372811</id><published>2009-06-05T23:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:05:36.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend</title><content type='html'>Team CDC- Jared and Ben Larson, Eric &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hoopes&lt;/span&gt;, Chad and Reed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cummard&lt;/span&gt;, Rich Edwards, Wayne Lamb, David and Brad , and Willie and Keith Burton.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioNO32rDNI/AAAAAAAADYA/klquNAX86xs/s1600-h/cdc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344098456991108306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioNO32rDNI/AAAAAAAADYA/klquNAX86xs/s400/cdc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year we went to Show Low for the annual ball tourney. I must say that going up there for ball has been something that I have been a part of as far back as I can remember. Growing up I always had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt; up there while my dad was playing. I love and cherish those memories and all the fun times we had watching my dad and friends play ball. I will admit that as Chad and I have been married the years we didn't go up, I missed it. Needless to say when Chad decided to put a team in I was stoked. What more could you ask for family, friends, good weather and playing ball.  They compiled a pretty good team of family and friends.  There were 4 sets of brothers which I thought was pretty cool.  They all seemed to have fun and ended up taking 2ND.  They were the only team with a cheer squad so loud people were really annoyed by us. We all had a blast and with as many kids as were there we made quite the ruckus.  I had never before seen the wave done at a softball game.  The kids made team shirt and were so into it.  Honestly my hands were so sore from clapping.  I loved every minute of it even if the opposing teams did not:)   &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344096256141351810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioLOxDM24I/AAAAAAAADXY/emOg9lLa5FM/s400/P1030826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344096247330154466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioLOQOcp-I/AAAAAAAADXI/0PUTMN-Zgo4/s400/P1030821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344096238216083618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioLNuRe-KI/AAAAAAAADW4/vcwB7xeagTA/s400/P1030819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was Wayne's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday so we barbqued and celebrated with him.  Chad was the official cook and I must say that my steak might have been one of the best ever.  Wayne is one of the greatest people I know.  He is more genuine and caring than just about anyone.  He is always happy( well when he is not having a Walgreen's moment) I appreciate his friendship and how kind he is to our family.  My kids love him and are always hugging on him.  We are blessed to have such an amazing friend! Enough about that just documenting how fortunate we are to have great friends.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344096246898269218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioLOOnenCI/AAAAAAAADXA/YbJRe_r03_w/s400/P1030823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344096254383712034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioLOqgJZyI/AAAAAAAADXQ/vDVphetgRfE/s400/P1030824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I didn't believe Wayne could do a back bend so he proved me wrong.  Very impressive.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344098445760583426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioNOOBG1wI/AAAAAAAADXg/kHMJ7VKrA_0/s400/P1030828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Sunday Shane and Meredith invited us to come have dinner at their cabin.  Can I just tell you it was like Thanksgiving.  The options were many and I needed 2 plates.  Jeff and Melissa Lee stayed with them and cooked up some good food.  I think their were probably 50 of us there and it didn't seem like we even made a dent in the food.  We had a blast just sitting around and talking.  Its never dull with that crowd. Todd Garrett and his family were also there and he kept us laughing the entire time.  Again we really are so fortunate to have such great friends and family.  We hung out there most of the day on Sunday just chilled.  The weather was awesome.  I love how when it storms up there it is so loud.  We really had the best of both worlds with the weather.  It rained a little but never while the boys were playing ball.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344098449420803746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioNObpxXqI/AAAAAAAADXo/e9iyBKLcJ9Q/s400/P1030829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344098450705345874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioNOgcB7VI/AAAAAAAADXw/QIoX1PDqK4E/s400/P1030832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344098458357865442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioNO88iG-I/AAAAAAAADX4/a5ZxRMnvs68/s400/P1030835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The kids and I are already looking forward to the next time.  It may take a few months of recovery time for all the old men to heal from their injuries:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-262532849575372811?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/262532849575372811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=262532849575372811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/262532849575372811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/262532849575372811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/06/memorial-weekend.html' title='Memorial Weekend'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioNO32rDNI/AAAAAAAADYA/klquNAX86xs/s72-c/cdc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-9209780540638885558</id><published>2009-06-05T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:33:23.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mays Happenings</title><content type='html'>Tate finished &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school with Mrs Jones and they had a cute little presentation for the parents. Tate enjoyed school and has told me his misses the friends that he made. Chad and I were impressed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he actually sang the songs and knew the words. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; always the most forth coming with what he learned so it was good to see it put to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344111459323730546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioZDtUV2nI/AAAAAAAADZY/Nw9clYRFjf4/s400/P1030801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344109226383061346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioXBu9zMWI/AAAAAAAADYo/LJYcv5m9YDU/s400/P1030802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344109203808686818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioXAa3pkuI/AAAAAAAADYI/0Z5KqiryOSg/s400/P1030764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344110410230356114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioYGpI_WJI/AAAAAAAADY4/Wf9rRh9SMHw/s400/P1030775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Check him out in this pic. He was getting into it and really singing. To Cute!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344110407596645346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioYGfVEG-I/AAAAAAAADYw/7506NnGmGeM/s400/P1030772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All the extra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;curricular&lt;/span&gt; are through for now and I could not be happier. As a mom its tiring to not have one free night in almost 3 months. I think the summer is as much for the parents as it is the kids:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SimSWorfoGI/AAAAAAAADWo/b236uJnqxWk/s1600-h/b+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343963350426427490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SimSWorfoGI/AAAAAAAADWo/b236uJnqxWk/s400/b+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SimSWVxaI2I/AAAAAAAADWY/c8m-3G8M8hk/s1600-h/4195_1124365440547_1569472824_292205_1827238_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343963345350959970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SimSWVxaI2I/AAAAAAAADWY/c8m-3G8M8hk/s400/4195_1124365440547_1569472824_292205_1827238_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have finished out Brooklyn and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ball seasons. Eric had our end of the season party at his house and we all had a blast. They were kind enough to all sign a ball and give it to me for helping out. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343963347356619634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SimSWdPmE3I/AAAAAAAADWg/MzbSbKYXTlU/s400/4195_1124365560550_1569472824_292208_7325109_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343963356383948034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SimSW-34LQI/AAAAAAAADWw/on2wQgkZxt8/s400/4195_1124365600551_1569472824_292209_7599140_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;B finished out this year of dance at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kelli's&lt;/span&gt; studio called Club Dance. She does such a good job dancing and its fun to see her do so well. She did perfect at her recital and made me proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijQZqc1suI/AAAAAAAADV4/BwUiK8_I3xg/s1600-h/P1030842.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343750081032970818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijQYuRvYkI/AAAAAAAADVY/e-hMBtH6r24/s400/P1030709.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Yet again she finished the school year strong. She received high honors and made the principals list every quarter. My camera stinks so this picture would not turn out. She is wearing the black and white polka dot shirt. With all of her hard work in piano, school, dance, softball and everything else she is ready for a break this summer!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343750093862292850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijQZeEfTXI/AAAAAAAADVw/vE-GkVQURO4/s400/P1030843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijQZXnLRCI/AAAAAAAADVo/o8RPJgjq3YI/s1600-h/P1030844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343750092128732194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijQZXnLRCI/AAAAAAAADVo/o8RPJgjq3YI/s400/P1030844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are her 2 biggest fans. Ty was yelling good job &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bookin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and was so excited when they called her name. We are blessed that B is such a good example when it comes to working hard in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijQY8S-WpI/AAAAAAAADVg/-hROdpyugjw/s1600-h/P1030841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343750084796242578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijQY8S-WpI/AAAAAAAADVg/-hROdpyugjw/s400/P1030841.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;br /&gt;Schools out and we can not wait to swim everyday and sleep in:) or wait maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; just me that wants to sleep in. I love not having the structure that we keep during the school years. Hooray for summer!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-9209780540638885558?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/9209780540638885558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=9209780540638885558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/9209780540638885558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/9209780540638885558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/06/mays-happenings.html' title='Mays Happenings'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SioZDtUV2nI/AAAAAAAADZY/Nw9clYRFjf4/s72-c/P1030801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-9219572285800205220</id><published>2009-06-05T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:53:39.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tylees Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijK-l7b-ZI/AAAAAAAADUg/cywAbixiu1o/s1600-h/P1030887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343744134557202834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijK-l7b-ZI/AAAAAAAADUg/cywAbixiu1o/s400/P1030887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been slacking on updating our blog due to extreme chaos of late. I'm going to do my best to get everything documented that has taken place in these last few weeks with our family. I felt like such a bad mom because we didn't get around to having a party for Ty until a few days ago. When I would ask her what she wanted for her Bday she just insisted that she get balloons with Barbie on them.  Chad was a good dad and made sure to not disappoint her. She was given the balloons and was so elated to have them. If only it was that simple for the rest of my family. Anyhow Mom did my Bday dinner and Ty's combined so we finally sang to her and did presents.  She loved every minute of the attention! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343742631311429890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijJnF5t0QI/AAAAAAAADTw/RGPd7Dkdh0o/s400/P1030760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This pic makes me laugh.  I don't think she was exactly sure about everyone singing to her.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343744929447151714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijLs3H-CGI/AAAAAAAADVI/PV6rbWqd4gI/s400/P1030891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Honestly I don't know how in the world to ever get a picture with Ty not making a silly I'm trying to fake a smile face. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343744923939262898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijLsimyUbI/AAAAAAAADVA/BCNQhSnnPrw/s400/P1030879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chad got her a bunch of dress up things and she loves them.  She has been wearing the shoes and boa around the house since.  I think she was just as excited about the bubbles Staci got for her though.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343742643867027890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijJn0rNCbI/AAAAAAAADUA/Cnpj0WQjny8/s400/P1030854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343742655324296898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijJofW1FsI/AAAAAAAADUQ/tqCc5HXl7oQ/s400/P1030864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343742635297570274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijJnUwFfeI/AAAAAAAADT4/PLHa-SBnTeQ/s400/P1030851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343744132541793938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijK-ea7RpI/AAAAAAAADUY/PbA8HmL-37w/s400/P1030883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343744143059737682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijK_FmmXFI/AAAAAAAADUw/eK3F06PIJbk/s400/P1030893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;B and Tori made up a Bday dance they performed for her at her party.  It was really cute!  They dance non stop when they are together.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343744139919649890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijK-558bGI/AAAAAAAADUo/tx_ldBmUBtM/s400/P1030900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343744934040860274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijLtIPMdnI/AAAAAAAADVQ/nYcTnZ5dPrQ/s400/P1030901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343744919482162610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijLsSAIXbI/AAAAAAAADU4/MiZJgH8UAm8/s400/P1030877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;B took all the pics for me but managed to have someone snap one of her.  What in the heck, seriously the kiss face and boa?  I thought she would be 18 before she learned the kiss face:) Heaven help me!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-9219572285800205220?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/9219572285800205220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=9219572285800205220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/9219572285800205220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/9219572285800205220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/06/tylees-bday.html' title='Tylees Bday'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SijK-l7b-ZI/AAAAAAAADUg/cywAbixiu1o/s72-c/P1030887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-9042764333384420906</id><published>2009-05-19T23:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:31:42.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tylee is 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO8KO_d4BI/AAAAAAAADSw/ZEc0dwJETuM/s1600-h/ty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337816867373178898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO8KO_d4BI/AAAAAAAADSw/ZEc0dwJETuM/s400/ty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its really hard for me to believe 3 years has already passed. It seems like yesterday that we brought you home from the hospital to be an angel in our home. We snuggled you and loved on you every waking minute. Sissy and Tate could not get enough of their little baby. You were so happy and never cried. Truly you were the most content baby. As your mommy I have loved your personality from the beginning. You used to be so sweet and while you still have your moments you are more sass than I knew possible. Yes you still tell me you love me 50 times a day but then correct how I say it back. Its so funny, you will say " Love you" and when I say it back you say " NO say wuv you ". I have to say "Wuv you"  just right or you will keep having me say it. You are the best snuggler ever and your daddy cant get enough of you. Unfortunately you now think you have your own spot in my bed. You sleep best while in daddy's arms. You have great manners and are really good at saying please and thank you. I love that you are so concerned with others. When B gets home from school you always ask her if she had a good day and tell her you love her. Tylee I am so blessed to be your mom. You put a smile on my face everyday and I am grateful that you have such a fun personality. As busy as you are I wouldn't trade your spunk for one second. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337801744745873650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShOuZ-0JwPI/AAAAAAAADRQ/DpZhD3Uo4vM/s400/DSC00295a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337811234957702834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO3CYm-NrI/AAAAAAAADSQ/gyV4WSBBYZg/s400/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337811225824786194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO3B2lg9xI/AAAAAAAADSI/j2gF-1__QOw/s400/DSC00331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337801761474828034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShOua9IpVwI/AAAAAAAADRw/nGm9OQzD9TQ/s400/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337801757439126658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShOuauGdbII/AAAAAAAADRo/RYeXcWUGEfQ/s400/DSC01466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337801749203177378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShOuaPa2z6I/AAAAAAAADRg/pF4mgID8JPc/s400/DSC01158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337801747619033154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShOuaJhKsEI/AAAAAAAADRY/MRMv2K2zRjQ/s400/DSC01077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love that you are a great mix of girl and tom boy. You always love getting dolled up and never complain about having your hair done. You love to wear jewelry and have your nails painted. You think lip gloss and perfume are a must before leaving the house. With all that said you are just as fine playing in the dirt than with dolls. Bugs are your friends and you think that I like you to show them to me. I have never been one to touch bugs or critters but you have no problem doing just that. You love being outdoors and riding quads, playing ball or just about anything Tate likes. You love Bosco boy and enjoy playing out back just the 2 of you. He loves when you go out there and is so good with you. He is gentle and protective of you more than anyone else in this family. Your every ones little buddy and are not the slightest bit shy. We all fight over you and cant get enough of our little Tylee.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337811217666801266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO3BYMf_nI/AAAAAAAADR4/-OUiT8xUb7Y/s400/P1000984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337811219866680370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO3BgY_fDI/AAAAAAAADSA/3acgvsOy0Po/s400/P1010685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337816866387839442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO8KLUiydI/AAAAAAAADSo/-XYVsXY5quQ/s400/cummard08-6017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337816862568297074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO8J9F5MnI/AAAAAAAADSg/BtmZPvEr84c/s400/cabin-3971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337811240369947026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO3CsxWgZI/AAAAAAAADSY/IFbm-zC7kIc/s400/red_truck-6186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy Birthday sis! Mommy loves you so much and I am so glad Heavenly Father knew this family needed you, that I need you everyday!  Thanks for the constant entertainment you offer. I love your cute raspy voice and your lisp. I love the way you say delicious.  I love how your beautiful blue eyes sparkle. I am the luckiest mommy in the world.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337816874488749042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO8Kpf82_I/AAAAAAAADS4/0ls5x-4AgGY/s400/P1030500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337816878950874226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO8K6HzfHI/AAAAAAAADTA/0viQ0VuM1_Y/s400/P1030640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-9042764333384420906?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/9042764333384420906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=9042764333384420906' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/9042764333384420906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/9042764333384420906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/05/tylee-is-3.html' title='Tylee is 3'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/ShO8KO_d4BI/AAAAAAAADSw/ZEc0dwJETuM/s72-c/ty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-4587003692873311845</id><published>2009-05-14T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:27:31.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary to Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sgyt9z5PPVI/AAAAAAAADQ4/UKH88JAKQO4/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335830935941102930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sgyt9z5PPVI/AAAAAAAADQ4/UKH88JAKQO4/s400/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335830945221116178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sgyt-WdxARI/AAAAAAAADRI/DIyd-VANJkM/s400/P1030459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335830940639513634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sgyt-FZbTCI/AAAAAAAADRA/ePqxf5FsdT8/s400/p1000390+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;6 years, 3 kids, 2 homes, 2 dogs, plenty of trials from which we have grown and tons of fun has been had.   I never imagined how great life could be. I am married to my best friend one who really understand me, even when its hard to understand. I am loved unconditionally and cared for with conviction. I have witnessed behaviors more Christlike than I knew were in him. I can truly say that I am blessed. Its not perfect by any stretch of the imagination but I wouldn't want it any other way. I love you Chad and cant wait for 50 more years with you. If you live that long, you are kind of old ;) Thanks for all you do for me. I LOVE YOU!!&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/5049940508698815580-4587003692873311845?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/4587003692873311845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=4587003692873311845' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4587003692873311845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4587003692873311845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-anniversary-to-us.html' title='Happy Anniversary to Us'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sgyt9z5PPVI/AAAAAAAADQ4/UKH88JAKQO4/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-4566631912548574720</id><published>2009-05-10T00:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:28:07.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mud Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334089114458957234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SgZ9ydOapbI/AAAAAAAADPQ/BLteNqAuEbo/s400/P1030683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SgZ9y9fqbrI/AAAAAAAADPg/aFuxr7dN7-U/s1600-h/P1030691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334089123121229490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SgZ9y9fqbrI/AAAAAAAADPg/aFuxr7dN7-U/s400/P1030691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SgZ9yl_jyiI/AAAAAAAADPY/QOKO8J1g2_w/s1600-h/P1030688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334089116812560930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SgZ9yl_jyiI/AAAAAAAADPY/QOKO8J1g2_w/s400/P1030688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334092137741138498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SgaAib1DukI/AAAAAAAADQA/KAuLrWvEPmA/s400/mud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334089130777442482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SgZ9zaBC-LI/AAAAAAAADPo/aW07YBaPhYc/s400/P1030697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Who needs to be a pig to take a mud bath?  Hey its hot out and they are totally fine making due with the resources we have to cool off.  They had entirely to much fun swimming in the " hole".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad mud and dirt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; phase me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it was a chore to get them all clean and back to their white selves.  I cant wait for the pools to be mid 80s so we can opt for the clean route to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-4566631912548574720?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/4566631912548574720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=4566631912548574720' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4566631912548574720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4566631912548574720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/05/mud-pool.html' title='Mud Pool'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SgZ9ydOapbI/AAAAAAAADPQ/BLteNqAuEbo/s72-c/P1030683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-5226672705437276352</id><published>2009-04-28T22:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:38:07.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Point</title><content type='html'>This last weekend for moms bday she wanted everyone to go down to Rocky Point.  Seems to me that was more of a gift for us than for her.  Unfortunately David and Staci were not able to come and we surely missed them.  Honestly Karls condo is phenomenal.  I cant even describe how amazing the place is.  It is 5000 ft. and first class all the way.  There are 5 rooms all equipped with their own bathrooms.  It is on the corner of the building and so the view from the main room and kitchen are stunning.  You can see the ocean every way you look.  Enough of how amazing his place is but its hard to believe your in Mexico when staying in a place so nice.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329985778481729442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffp03hJj6I/AAAAAAAADMI/xt_OwKhzi6A/s400/P1030585.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here are the kids waiting not so patiently to get down to business.  We go there about 3 on Friday afternoon and they could hardly wait for us to un pack so we could get out to the pools.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329985783370567954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffp1JuvURI/AAAAAAAADMQ/fZdEf6WYb3A/s400/P1030587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was the room Chad and I stayed in.  The bed was so comfy and it was even more perfect because it was the only room without a balcony.  If it were just Chad and I we would have loved to have one but with Ty and Tate it would have made me to nervous.  She is an escape artist, locked doors do not stop her!!   Every room has a big plasma TV in it and Chad was stoked to be able to not miss to many of the games.  He may have gone through withdrawls if we didn't have that available :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329985792381726178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffp1rTKreI/AAAAAAAADMg/hID12pGyRVs/s400/P1030593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329985785597814722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffp1SBwZ8I/AAAAAAAADMY/zXbk6OcS2TU/s400/P1030590.JPG" border="0" /&gt; B loves the beach and always has.  She didn't even flinch with the water being chilly and was in heaven riding the waves.  It was so fun to see her in her element.  It was plain to see as her smile was ear to ear that she was loving it.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329985791213801474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffp1m8tkAI/AAAAAAAADMo/SnjYc8jObbc/s400/P1030604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ty was not so sure about the water and the waves made her nervous.  She would start to walk out there and then a wave would come and she would scream and run back.  I'm sure she had just as much fun digging in the sand and making castles.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329988915324501170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffsrdKvvLI/AAAAAAAADOQ/VMvGXwDmuYg/s400/P1030640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329987746422126658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffrnaqs-EI/AAAAAAAADN4/0bh7godovu8/s400/P1030637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329988908926080642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffsrFVPloI/AAAAAAAADOI/fAuzMaocF9Y/s400/P1030636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After we got cold at the beach we would head up to the pools which are heated.  They all had so much fun and we played hard from morning till evening every day.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sfftq2A1GiI/AAAAAAAADOw/e6I-wb5AnoE/s1600-h/P1030663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329990004325554722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sfftq2A1GiI/AAAAAAAADOw/e6I-wb5AnoE/s400/P1030663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn was so sweet to the younger girls and played alot with them.  They just adore her and want to hang out with her all the time.  The lazy river was a tad chilly but she was more than willing to put them on the raft and watch after them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SfftqawYtBI/AAAAAAAADOo/u7GHGZRJWXk/s1600-h/P1030661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329989997008827410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SfftqawYtBI/AAAAAAAADOo/u7GHGZRJWXk/s400/P1030661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329986811339527746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffqw_No1kI/AAAAAAAADNA/h00-8_WhqSk/s400/P1030612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chad pontificating what he should order for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffsr_NjgyI/AAAAAAAADOg/QBpUq64hPN0/s1600-h/P1030654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329988924463088418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffsr_NjgyI/AAAAAAAADOg/QBpUq64hPN0/s400/P1030654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffsruKt-UI/AAAAAAAADOY/lo-l7GoQOM0/s1600-h/P1030649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329988919887788354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffsruKt-UI/AAAAAAAADOY/lo-l7GoQOM0/s400/P1030649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I snuck a picture of dad taking a nap.  I think the kids wore him out.  He was so good about staying back at house when the babies needed to take naps.  He is such a good Gpa and loves his grand kids so much.  We are fortunate to have a grandpa that is head over heels for his grand kids.  Yes my mom was also on this trip but she doesn't love pics so I didn't get many with her in them.  She is a fish just like the kids and loves to have her kids to swim with her.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffsqxaNHDI/AAAAAAAADOA/eXGLTQPU1vs/s1600-h/P1030628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329988903578180658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffsqxaNHDI/AAAAAAAADOA/eXGLTQPU1vs/s400/P1030628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329986807546935154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffqwxFad3I/AAAAAAAADM4/vfaJR2jpbBk/s400/P1030607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329990013452172050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SfftrYAyOxI/AAAAAAAADPI/dHj1DEq-h1w/s400/P1030655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ty was sick of me taking pictures and this is the face I got more than half the trip when I said say cheese.  She honestly makes me laugh with all of her spunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffrnNsCkII/AAAAAAAADNw/nw-YKJpvRYc/s1600-h/P1030633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329987742938075266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffrnNsCkII/AAAAAAAADNw/nw-YKJpvRYc/s400/P1030633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; B collected so many sea shells and washed them multiple times.  She and Chad went out on a walk on Sunday morning and came home with the biggest shell I have ever seen.  She ended up dropping it on the kitchen floor and it broke.  For the most part I was able to salvage it with a liltte super glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffrm5pyoCI/AAAAAAAADNo/FBzoluy_KGE/s1600-h/P1030631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329987737559932962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffrm5pyoCI/AAAAAAAADNo/FBzoluy_KGE/s400/P1030631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were wiped out every night and slept quite well.  With the kids going to bed early the adults spent many hours playing games.  The doors out to the balcony slide entirely open and so we enjoyed playing games and listening to the waves.  Seriously does it get much better? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffrmeTZSeI/AAAAAAAADNY/3n7ncv036fw/s1600-h/P1030623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329987730218240482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffrmeTZSeI/AAAAAAAADNY/3n7ncv036fw/s400/P1030623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffqxVB7BVI/AAAAAAAADNQ/zkEwkgnoJ_o/s1600-h/P1030619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329986817195967826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffqxVB7BVI/AAAAAAAADNQ/zkEwkgnoJ_o/s400/P1030619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffqwsH0gBI/AAAAAAAADMw/AsebB5CN540/s1600-h/P1030588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329986806214852626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SffqwsH0gBI/AAAAAAAADMw/AsebB5CN540/s400/P1030588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329990008871061122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SfftrG8kBoI/AAAAAAAADO4/caSzHz2kfgw/s400/P1030670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329990008862098354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SfftrG6bQ7I/AAAAAAAADPA/rHbyg642ABc/s400/P1030682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was on Monday right before we left.  I wasn't ready to leave yet.  The beach and swimming along with awesome weather made for a perfect vacation for me.  They kids had a blast and I was so happy to escape the daily grind for a few days.  I was so glad that our cell phones didn't work.  When you are down there it forces you to relax.  We just swam and played until our hearts were content.  It was so good for me to spend time With Chad and the kids without feeling like I have a million things that I needed to get done.  Thanks Mom and Dad for setting the trip up.  You guys are the worlds best grandparents and our kids are so fortunate to have you both.  As always mom made sure we ate great food and we didn't go hungry.  Ricky and Chad also cooked quite a bit.  I love spending time with family and I love that the kids are each others best friends.  Just another one of my many blessings I have to be grateful for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-5226672705437276352?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5226672705437276352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=5226672705437276352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5226672705437276352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5226672705437276352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/04/rocky-point.html' title='Rocky Point'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sffp03hJj6I/AAAAAAAADMI/xt_OwKhzi6A/s72-c/P1030585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-6781874257211872110</id><published>2009-04-21T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:30:05.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had plenty of Easter fun this year that's for sure. On Thurs we started off with an egg hunt next door at the Kerby's. This year Ty actually understood the point to the egg hunt. She was so excited to find them. Amber got them all sand pails to decorate and use to put their treasures in. We had so much fun kicking off the Easter weekend with Julie and Amber. Amber is always thoughtful when it comes to inviting us over for the fun activities she plans for her day care kids.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327040553677224466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se1zKOIH-hI/AAAAAAAADJ0/oVrn0egWIPs/s400/P1030518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327040547082561090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se1zJ1j1ZkI/AAAAAAAADJs/6x4PU9IDaNQ/s400/P1030516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then on Friday we followed tradition and had our 1st swim of the year at mom and dads house. My kids always know come Easter weekend that they get to swim. I love seeing them in all of their cute suits and in sheer Heaven. After mom got them all UV resistant we had a blast. I swear mom was out there getting them all lubed up for 30min. Its quite a task when there are 10 of them. I'm not sure what us moms were doing inside but Gma took care of business like she always does.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327040555577611378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se1zKVNNlHI/AAAAAAAADJ8/IdkJhY4IzA4/s400/P1030519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se1zK23dLBI/AAAAAAAADKM/9vqd1YzHznU/s1600-h/P1030528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327040560720813266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se1zKoXcnNI/AAAAAAAADKE/r2uM9Denf8A/s400/P1030525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327040564613164050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se1zK23dLBI/AAAAAAAADKM/9vqd1YzHznU/s400/P1030528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The spa was warmed up for those of us who are sane and didn't feel like swimming in 65 degree water. The bigger kids didn't seem to skip a beat and jumped right on into the chilly water. They were going crazy off the diving board and having a ball regardless of how cold the water was. Ty thought she would be brave and jumped in the big pool also. I have never seen her kick so hard to get back to the side. I'm not sure she realized what she was in for. Needless to say she decided to let the big kids do their own thing:) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327041756875588482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se10QQY-A4I/AAAAAAAADKU/PfbBSk03fVc/s400/P1030531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327041763464400306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se10Qo73TbI/AAAAAAAADKc/hrByRboPhfM/s400/P1030533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While we took a lunch break they colored a million eggs. They drew on them, stickered them and took time creating their own masterpieces. I love hard boiled eggs but man I am still trying to finish off the ones my kids made. After some more swimming it was off to hunt eggs. As if we needed anymore candy. I love Easter candy and start buying it the second it gets to the stores. Pretty much the day after Valentines. I am pretty certain there is nothing better than the Cadbury Mini eggs. Maybe next year we need to throw in some cash eggs.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327042892540635218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se11SXEnaFI/AAAAAAAADLE/T6KBI7rdI2k/s400/P1030542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327042888392576274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se11SHnpDRI/AAAAAAAADK8/rMGtuav_t6I/s400/P1030540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327041770953197378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se10RE1VR0I/AAAAAAAADKs/ErofCv1MGeo/s400/P1030545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327041766851176914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se10Q1jVadI/AAAAAAAADKk/GxLGBPiP9iE/s400/P1030541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327041777366423026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se10RcuXVfI/AAAAAAAADK0/qgDY1LtpP_w/s400/P1030547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327042897258943858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se11SopjFXI/AAAAAAAADLM/FAWkyPcAePU/s400/P1030550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They were all pleased with their findings and I'm sure will need dental work for it. We headed home that night a little early because both kids had ball games. I know they shouldn't be swimming on game day;) I remember my coach growing up saying that and I always thought it was funny. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327053744459189954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se1_KBnnjsI/AAAAAAAADL0/cOYZvN3CEZ8/s400/P1030566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327053740425370850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se1_Jyl4XOI/AAAAAAAADLs/bLeNFvnyuOE/s400/P1030560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327042907565117346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se11TPCuz6I/AAAAAAAADLc/cnkSZ-Pe7l0/s400/P1030559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327053737731551314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se1_Jojn8FI/AAAAAAAADLk/E0XAn2rCZ1s/s400/P1030562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327042902280888642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se11S7W34UI/AAAAAAAADLU/Occp5LZmKSU/s400/P1030564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thankfully the Easter Bunny put some fun toys in their baskets and hardly any candy. The bunny hid all their baskets and they had so much fun tracking them down. I think they were more excited to get up for Easter morning than Christmas. Once they had all retrieved their baskets we had to hustle and get ready for church. As much fun as all the festivities are they are only a way to help us remember Christ death and resurrection. We had a brief talk on what Easter is about and off we went to church. I loved coming home and hearing each of them tell me what they learned about in primary. Tate told me how sad it was that people would do that to Jesus.  I think its so awesome how as parents we have the church and our wards to help us teach our children.  Without the guidance of the gospel it would be extremely hard to teach our families.  I am so fortunate to have the many blessings that I do.  I am grateful for my family, the gospel  and this free country to live in.  But most importantly I am grateful for the atonement.  I realize it is through this sacrifice that we have all that we do.  I mean without the opportunity to repent and better myself, eternal life would not be possible.    There is not a day that goes by that I do not recognize just how blessed I am.  I want my kids to know that the only way to truly be happy is to follow the teachings of our Heavenly Father.  At times its not always easy but the alternative is much harder.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327053749628105138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se1_KU3-8bI/AAAAAAAADL8/x5sszkmpFmY/s400/P1030578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the girls and I got home from church the boys had already changed out of their Easter outfits.  I wanted a picture either way so here are just us girls.  It was so fun to have B home this year for Easter.  It felt complete unlike last year.  We finished the day up with chicken in the dirt at Kyle and Linda's house.  Also some hand cranked home made ice cream, just like it was done when grandpa was alive.  We always have a good time and enjoy seeing members of Chads family that we don't see very often.  From there it was off to my parents for some more dinner.  It was a busy day but was definitely a great one!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-6781874257211872110?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6781874257211872110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=6781874257211872110' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6781874257211872110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6781874257211872110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-finally.html' title='Easter Finally'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Se1zKOIH-hI/AAAAAAAADJ0/oVrn0egWIPs/s72-c/P1030518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-1447669707466544053</id><published>2009-04-19T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T10:53:05.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuSOGMdFiI/AAAAAAAADJk/zFJq5fbx8SE/s1600-h/P1030553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326511755174417954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuSOGMdFiI/AAAAAAAADJk/zFJq5fbx8SE/s400/P1030553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Painting Blocks for an orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuSNyoN4ZI/AAAAAAAADJc/l42aXCdO-S4/s1600-h/P1030551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326511749922152850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuSNyoN4ZI/AAAAAAAADJc/l42aXCdO-S4/s400/P1030551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; think she wanted to boil and hunt these eggs, so she had her own fun with them on the back porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuSNpy2NJI/AAAAAAAADJU/8iWf3K_dn-w/s1600-h/P1030509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326511747550819474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuSNpy2NJI/AAAAAAAADJU/8iWf3K_dn-w/s400/P1030509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not so sure Boss would have loved his protein water:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuSNbLEgII/AAAAAAAADJM/PTknlXFkPqU/s1600-h/P1030508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326511743625887874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuSNbLEgII/AAAAAAAADJM/PTknlXFkPqU/s400/P1030508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuSNF-b3tI/AAAAAAAADJE/xI8xaAWZw_s/s1600-h/P1030507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326511737935748818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuSNF-b3tI/AAAAAAAADJE/xI8xaAWZw_s/s400/P1030507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5049940508698815580-1447669707466544053?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/1447669707466544053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=1447669707466544053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1447669707466544053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1447669707466544053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuSOGMdFiI/AAAAAAAADJk/zFJq5fbx8SE/s72-c/P1030553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-1279230518586551480</id><published>2009-04-19T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T13:59:59.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hula Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuO693F0hI/AAAAAAAADI8/EfSTRoxN-GQ/s1600-h/P1030500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326508127984931346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuO693F0hI/AAAAAAAADI8/EfSTRoxN-GQ/s400/P1030500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuO6hIeIDI/AAAAAAAADI0/dvoJHS3Hr_w/s1600-h/P1030503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326508120273199154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuO6hIeIDI/AAAAAAAADI0/dvoJHS3Hr_w/s400/P1030503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Larson's went to Hawaii and were so kind to bring us all a treat back.  This was Tylees gift and she has had a blast with it since.  She wants it on at least once a day and I am more than willing to dress her in it.  It brings a smile to my face, especially because she does this little hula move when she wears it.  She is so much fun and has the spunkiest personality.&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/5049940508698815580-1279230518586551480?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/1279230518586551480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=1279230518586551480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1279230518586551480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1279230518586551480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/04/hula-baby.html' title='Hula Baby'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SeuO693F0hI/AAAAAAAADI8/EfSTRoxN-GQ/s72-c/P1030500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-4653430347165110084</id><published>2009-04-06T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T10:59:32.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tate's Pet Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdpAygU0ItI/AAAAAAAADIs/aw7TgeC0aLQ/s1600-h/pet+parade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321637146106536658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdpAygU0ItI/AAAAAAAADIs/aw7TgeC0aLQ/s400/pet+parade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdpAyojcaaI/AAAAAAAADIk/eEDMgIlYdgA/s1600-h/pet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321637148315380130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdpAyojcaaI/AAAAAAAADIk/eEDMgIlYdgA/s400/pet1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdpAySRZ8dI/AAAAAAAADIc/gk4wFOOq4kM/s1600-h/pet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321637142334140882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdpAySRZ8dI/AAAAAAAADIc/gk4wFOOq4kM/s400/pet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Tate's preschool they had a pet parade.  It was cute Mrs. Jones played music and they marched around with their real and pretend pets.  Tate asked me to bring Boss and I decided against it.  When we were at the vet I was holding his leash and a female boxer came out of the back.  I had flip flops on and my feet kept sliding and I could hardly stop him.  He is 80 pounds of muscle.  He wouldn't hurt anyone but tends to make people nervous, esp. kids.  T was OK with that answer and took his dog we had just made at build-a-bear.  Brecken brought this mini horse named Fancy Britches.  All the kids took a spin on her and had a blast.  Tate has learned a ton during his time at pre school.  He has a ton of fun and talks about his buddies at school often.  Im just praying he will like kindergarten as well.  I cant believe its already that time to make sure shots are done and he is registered.  I have very mixed feelings about him starting.  I'm just praying for half day to be an option.  I am sort of feeling strange about only having one kid at home next year.  I can only imagine how much I will be able to get done.&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/5049940508698815580-4653430347165110084?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/4653430347165110084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=4653430347165110084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4653430347165110084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4653430347165110084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/04/tates-pet-parade.html' title='Tate&apos;s Pet Parade'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdpAygU0ItI/AAAAAAAADIs/aw7TgeC0aLQ/s72-c/pet+parade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-161055122522956215</id><published>2009-04-06T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T10:47:08.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooklyns Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321598241763083090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdodZ-Whw1I/AAAAAAAADGk/VR66rcacmU0/s400/P1030424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;B chose to go to Bounce U for her party.  I know original huh we seem to go there for most of our parties.  We just have a ton of family and with friends it makes it nice to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; have the chaos somewhere &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;else&lt;/span&gt;.  I took a few of her friends with us and we ate at Panda Express on the way.  Out of about 10 places &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; where they chose to eat.  It reminded me yet again how easy they are to please.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; about to complain, I walked away with a bill under 40 bucks :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321598244616140002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdodaI-v9OI/AAAAAAAADGs/n-TgpEFv51k/s400/P1030431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321598246761696098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdodaQ-Si2I/AAAAAAAADG0/mEMje-ORni0/s400/P1030433.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321603834279718290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdoifgGZbZI/AAAAAAAADIE/IKkaU963egk/s400/P1030465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdoifwEKDfI/AAAAAAAADIM/tlu2CpFJkOQ/s1600-h/P1030470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321603838565289458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdoifwEKDfI/AAAAAAAADIM/tlu2CpFJkOQ/s400/P1030470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Brooklyn's&lt;/span&gt; many fans!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdoifrSemlI/AAAAAAAADH8/UUUMOjuNkCY/s1600-h/P1030463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321603837283179090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdoifrSemlI/AAAAAAAADH8/UUUMOjuNkCY/s400/P1030463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321603846768941314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdoigOoD2QI/AAAAAAAADIU/xh2aDw-fMxs/s400/P1030489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdoifcLrcAI/AAAAAAAADH0/rMGmvLJbOrE/s1600-h/P1030457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321603833228128258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdoifcLrcAI/AAAAAAAADH0/rMGmvLJbOrE/s400/P1030457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; B and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kylan&lt;/span&gt; were boxing and it was funny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; B could hardly hold the gloves up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdofDTLeA-I/AAAAAAAADHs/bpk75_UIexA/s1600-h/P1030458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321600051240109026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdofDTLeA-I/AAAAAAAADHs/bpk75_UIexA/s400/P1030458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdofDLZ5a-I/AAAAAAAADHk/qa5P32VhAXY/s1600-h/P1030449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321600049153141730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdofDLZ5a-I/AAAAAAAADHk/qa5P32VhAXY/s400/P1030449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdofCwYqnZI/AAAAAAAADHc/RoiZ6kJ3A34/s1600-h/P1030446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321600041900219794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdofCwYqnZI/AAAAAAAADHc/RoiZ6kJ3A34/s400/P1030446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ty taking a breather.  She was literally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bouncing&lt;/span&gt; off the walls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdofC5GeUmI/AAAAAAAADHU/Jp8wBTFF-3I/s1600-h/P1030442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321600044239835746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdofC5GeUmI/AAAAAAAADHU/Jp8wBTFF-3I/s400/P1030442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdofCndfyeI/AAAAAAAADHM/99-ivL1ZXeA/s1600-h/P1030440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321600039504562658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdofCndfyeI/AAAAAAAADHM/99-ivL1ZXeA/s400/P1030440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Toniann&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bluth&lt;/span&gt; and Julia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Heitz&lt;/span&gt;, a bit blurry since they were on the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdodakopQ0I/AAAAAAAADHE/WGck8vj6aR8/s1600-h/P1030438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321598252039619394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdodakopQ0I/AAAAAAAADHE/WGck8vj6aR8/s400/P1030438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sdodab-uksI/AAAAAAAADG8/KRbgMESDB38/s1600-h/P1030434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321598249716323010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Sdodab-uksI/AAAAAAAADG8/KRbgMESDB38/s400/P1030434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a blast and are so blessed to have such a wonderful family.  B got so many awesome clothes and trinkets.  Thank you guys a ton! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-161055122522956215?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/161055122522956215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=161055122522956215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/161055122522956215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/161055122522956215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/04/brooklyns-party.html' title='Brooklyns Party'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdodZ-Whw1I/AAAAAAAADGk/VR66rcacmU0/s72-c/P1030424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-8939391754602666218</id><published>2009-04-02T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:03:01.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 9 Years B</title><content type='html'>It has been an amazing and joyous 9 years with Brooklyn.  From the moment I saw her I loved her more than anything I knew possible.  She was huge and I was just so glad to be holding her in my arms and not feeling her karate on my ribs.  At  10 lbs and 23in. I was stuffed to the max literally.  I remember not minding being up all night because I was so in love with her.  I loved her all to myself at night.  We lived at my parents and she had lots of people fighting to love on her.   The nights were ours to take it all in and enjoy each other.  I remember giving her baths and the rubbing lotion all over her.  Then  I would hold her and just enjoy the clean smell.  Even today that's one of my favorite scents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320213460039586642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdUx9EbpU1I/AAAAAAAADFY/3XiYxeh-bwE/s400/b1+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Honestly- those cheeks were amazing.  She was perfect except for the cone which I am not going to lie made me a bit nervous.  I was assured it would be gone within 24 hours and it was.  I took the most angelic gift I had ever received home with me and am a better person for the blessing of being her mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdUx9rZ8sTI/AAAAAAAADF4/gQR4dVWULxU/s1600-h/b+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320213470501450034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdUx9rZ8sTI/AAAAAAAADF4/gQR4dVWULxU/s400/b+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is mostly how I remember B as a baby.  So alert and happy!  She never wanted for attention as you can see in this picture,  this was  typical.  She was my constant, the one thing that always made me happy.  I remember feeling like I had a best friend with me all the time.  I loved taking her with me everywhere and hearing people tell me how adorable my perfect baby was.  She never cried unless there was a need and was just plain happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320214769376737634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdUzJSF8uWI/AAAAAAAADGA/_kz4ZPCili4/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdUx9cdyacI/AAAAAAAADFw/7PjbtV8vT4c/s1600-h/b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320213466491021762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdUx9cdyacI/AAAAAAAADFw/7PjbtV8vT4c/s400/b4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is B on her 2nd birthday.  I still have that dress and Ty wears it now.  I was so glad her hair started to grow and was curly.  It didn't last long but we had fun with it while it did.  She was such a quick learner and her developments came early.  She walked the day she turned 10 months.  Her vocabulary was quite extensive by the time she was 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320213460649932738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdUx9GtKd8I/AAAAAAAADFg/OX_MouljlPA/s400/b2+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here she is just barely 3 now.  I loved having her with me on this special day in my life.  There was a certain completeness about that day that I cherish.  I felt a happiness like nothing I had quite felt.  I remember the extreme gratitude that I felt on that day! I have my Savior to thank for all of my many blessings.  Especially the one on my lap!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdUx9fSM7vI/AAAAAAAADFo/AoqFCavSGvg/s1600-h/b3+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320213467247734514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdUx9fSM7vI/AAAAAAAADFo/AoqFCavSGvg/s400/b3+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320216993180080034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdU1KuZ-16I/AAAAAAAADGQ/-vgXMxVPbyI/s400/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt; There has never been a time when she hasn't grown like a weed.  She has always been taller than just about everyone her age.  As far as I am concerned she was way cuter than everyone her age to:)  Not a day has gone by that I haven't felt  proud of her.  She continues to make me proud of everyday.  B is such an overachiever.  I love that quality about her, without a ton of prodding she excels.  Simply because she wants to try her best at everything. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320218184879438514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdU2QF1P-rI/AAAAAAAADGY/OtqSI94EeE8/s400/DSC00694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;B- you are beautiful, smart, witty, sassy, sweet, caring and a great friend.  Everyone loves you and thinks you are amazing.  You are one of my very best friends and have been from the moment you came to be my daughter.  I thank Heavenly Father daily for you.  Happy Bday and I hope you had a fun week.  There have been 2 parties and cupcakes and balloons at school.  Thursday she choose the breakfast of her choice and is still milking being 9:)  WE LOVE YOU MORE THAN YOU KNOW!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320214781337135106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdUzJ-ph6AI/AAAAAAAADGI/mY2H0ZktJxM/s400/cummard08-6082-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Now with all that said, I can not believe I have a 9 year old.  Makes you realize just how important it is to cherish every moment because they are gone so quickly.  I'm recommitting to do just that.  As a mom it easy to get so busy with all that is expected of me and not see all of the little joys in our everyday.  So I'm taking a deep breath, slowing down the pace and smelling the roses!!!!!&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/5049940508698815580-8939391754602666218?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8939391754602666218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=8939391754602666218' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8939391754602666218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/8939391754602666218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-9-years-b.html' title='Happy 9 Years B'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdUx9EbpU1I/AAAAAAAADFY/3XiYxeh-bwE/s72-c/b1+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-7058050670133696722</id><published>2009-04-02T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:23:04.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tates 1st Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTrjC3fr7I/AAAAAAAADFQ/7-Fqo3XFYLs/s1600-h/P1030398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320136047128981426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTrjC3fr7I/AAAAAAAADFQ/7-Fqo3XFYLs/s400/P1030398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320136043943088594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTri2_60dI/AAAAAAAADFI/Mwh9YlzSQz4/s400/P1030393.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tate is #8 and was so excited because that is Brooklyn's # also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTrihriD5I/AAAAAAAADFA/vsMuTdT-e4s/s1600-h/P1030386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320136038220435346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTrihriD5I/AAAAAAAADFA/vsMuTdT-e4s/s400/P1030386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was Sonny and Sandi's 2nd ball game of the day! They are such great grandparents and are always supporting our kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTqqQzMaqI/AAAAAAAADE4/mFVGJgendmc/s1600-h/P1030409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320135071616494242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTqqQzMaqI/AAAAAAAADE4/mFVGJgendmc/s400/P1030409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not quite ready position but at least he is watching the ball. Tball is so funny to watch because the kids are mentally there about the 1st ten minutes and then they tune out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTqpy4AduI/AAAAAAAADEo/-U14aA5ZbAA/s1600-h/P1030382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320135063583618786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTqpy4AduI/AAAAAAAADEo/-U14aA5ZbAA/s400/P1030382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eli showing Tate how its done:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTqpocw_BI/AAAAAAAADEg/Jvn_2wC4q-o/s1600-h/P1030380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320135060785003538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTqpocw_BI/AAAAAAAADEg/Jvn_2wC4q-o/s400/P1030380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that face- I could just melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTqo2OTxLI/AAAAAAAADEY/VZbguV8ycQs/s1600-h/P1030490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320135047302595762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTqo2OTxLI/AAAAAAAADEY/VZbguV8ycQs/s400/P1030490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tate could not be happier that t-ball started. It an excuse for him to play ball even more than he already did. Chad is coaching the team and having fun. He is a great coach and works excellent with these tykes. T asks me everyday if he has a game or practice and is always let down when he doesn't. He is a little slugger and thus far is rather efficient in the field.  When he stopped the ball, no matter where he was he just ran it to the base . So funny!!!! I will have to get a picture of the dog pile that happens when the ball is hit and the kids start to fight over it:) Its so fun to see our kids enjoying their activities and most important having fun. Does my heart good!!!!!! Cant wait till the Dbacks get their season started!!! It is one of my favorite date nights to go and soak in the good ole American game. Something about standing for the national anthem, the crack of the bat, an amazing catch, the seeds, etc.... It brings a smile to my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-7058050670133696722?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/7058050670133696722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=7058050670133696722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/7058050670133696722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/7058050670133696722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/04/tates-1st-game.html' title='Tates 1st Game'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdTrjC3fr7I/AAAAAAAADFQ/7-Fqo3XFYLs/s72-c/P1030398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-1307976916330022653</id><published>2009-04-02T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:35:02.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Devils Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdRpaNrjR-I/AAAAAAAADD4/fWcOpw5V4Zc/s1600-h/P1030363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319992958901241826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdRpaNrjR-I/AAAAAAAADD4/fWcOpw5V4Zc/s400/P1030363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julia Heitz and Madison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319992966181174802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdRpaozOPhI/AAAAAAAADEA/Rzg6dIAkYO0/s400/P1030365.JPG" border="0" /&gt; B throwing someone out at 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319992969273096962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdRpa0UZOwI/AAAAAAAADEI/l_7y0XdC56g/s400/P1030367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319992975087555554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdRpbJ-q0-I/AAAAAAAADEQ/bjU8sYkHPpw/s400/P1030372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the full swing of baseball season right now.  B has her practices and games as well as Tate.  Not to mention my own and Chads:)  I should take stock in Dill Pickle Spitz &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I am hooked on them right now.  Regardless of being busy we are having fun.  B plays with most of the same girls she did last year and they have a blast.  This year it is not coach pitch so the girls have been learning how to pitch.  Its a bit more intense to hit fast pitch rather than slow.  B has done well and she asks almost every day to go out and play catch or hit.  Eric is the coach again and then myself and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Timaree&lt;/span&gt; help.  She pitched through college and has been so great to teach these girls the basics.  Bottom line is B is enjoying playing and I enjoy supporting her ( it makes it easier when its a sport you understand or like :)  Good Job B and go Devils!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-1307976916330022653?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/1307976916330022653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=1307976916330022653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1307976916330022653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/1307976916330022653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-devils-go.html' title='Go Devils Go'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdRpaNrjR-I/AAAAAAAADD4/fWcOpw5V4Zc/s72-c/P1030363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-5521144911277449391</id><published>2009-04-02T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:18:57.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooklyn pulls through once again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdRnkOS37XI/AAAAAAAADDw/INYWbq0Zlm8/s1600-h/P1030362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319990931841609074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdRnkOS37XI/AAAAAAAADDw/INYWbq0Zlm8/s400/P1030362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is about to the stage where its not cool for your mom to come and take pictures. Hence the face she is making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdRnj-hjaVI/AAAAAAAADDo/JXcZVeBtnSI/s1600-h/P1030361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319990927608211794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdRnj-hjaVI/AAAAAAAADDo/JXcZVeBtnSI/s400/P1030361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry these pics are not the greatest but you get the idea. She was yet again on the principals list. I am so proud of her. That is one of the highest honors that can be given. Go B keep it up, your amazing.&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/5049940508698815580-5521144911277449391?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5521144911277449391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=5521144911277449391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5521144911277449391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5521144911277449391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/04/brooklyn-pulls-through-once-again.html' title='Brooklyn pulls through once again!'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdRnkOS37XI/AAAAAAAADDw/INYWbq0Zlm8/s72-c/P1030362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-5319146788034538717</id><published>2009-03-31T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:19:44.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The great outdoors</title><content type='html'>Back to the airport for us!  The kids and I just love to sit and admire all of the planes that fly in and out.  I pretty much have to drag them away when its time to go.  It is amazing to see some of the planes that come in and out.  This particular day there were military planes and jets coming and going.  It was  quite exhilarating when some of them took off and just about blew us away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI8b6ecssI/AAAAAAAADDY/OBj4HWpm2tk/s1600-h/air+planes+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319380560129077954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI8b6ecssI/AAAAAAAADDY/OBj4HWpm2tk/s400/air+planes+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This plane was screaming " ye ha Jesters dead"  we watched Top Gun all the time growing up and this reminded me of the planes they flew in.  We were hoping it would take of but never did.  Some times the simple outings are the best ones.  Its something we ALL love to do, not just Tate.  The girls are just as intrigued as he is!  I'm sure we will have many more picnics at the airport.  I look forward to them and the excitement the kids show every time a plane comes or goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI8b_Nc07I/AAAAAAAADDQ/KcpALEmGwDU/s1600-h/air+planes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319380561399960498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI8b_Nc07I/AAAAAAAADDQ/KcpALEmGwDU/s400/air+planes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-5319146788034538717?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5319146788034538717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=5319146788034538717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5319146788034538717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5319146788034538717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-outdoors.html' title='The great outdoors'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI8b6ecssI/AAAAAAAADDY/OBj4HWpm2tk/s72-c/air+planes+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-5533680944753471677</id><published>2009-03-31T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T11:42:11.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our past month</title><content type='html'>So its been a month since I have updated last. That is not because we have had a lull in activity to report, its quite the contrary. Thus far our spring has been filled with strep throat, ear infections, coughs, colds and allergies. Chad had a respiratory infection he is still fighting off and Ive had a sinus infection. Amazing that we are all alive, I know whaaa whaaa I think most people have been effected by the elements of spring. I absolutely love the weather and being outdoors this time of year but with that comes allergies. There aren't many things that smell better to me than spring in full bloom.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI4OJYBHUI/AAAAAAAADDI/JlBJonsd7vY/s1600-h/P1030355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319375925563956546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI4OJYBHUI/AAAAAAAADDI/JlBJonsd7vY/s400/P1030355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ty not loving her ears hurting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI4Nsl1fHI/AAAAAAAADDA/PchhAHVKips/s1600-h/P1030352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319375917837286514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI4Nsl1fHI/AAAAAAAADDA/PchhAHVKips/s400/P1030352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brooks getting told she has strep throat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI4NVfGyzI/AAAAAAAADC4/RGwxgot2jN0/s1600-h/P1030357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319375911635045170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI4NVfGyzI/AAAAAAAADC4/RGwxgot2jN0/s400/P1030357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are all well for the most part and as the mom I could not be any happier about that!&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/5049940508698815580-5533680944753471677?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5533680944753471677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=5533680944753471677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5533680944753471677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5533680944753471677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-past-month.html' title='Our past month'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SdI4OJYBHUI/AAAAAAAADDI/JlBJonsd7vY/s72-c/P1030355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-6546822815454411545</id><published>2009-03-01T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:27:46.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Evil Knevil</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7ba7419621dfec6e" 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://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7ba7419621dfec6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330293352%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B584DEAA4D56BFD93997D2BC211EC7E0D997ECB.2CD7DA1937EA2516D3B36E9293B8851C78DDBA11%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7ba7419621dfec6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx11NvDw9n5lf_6EGVfWpl9CtN58&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://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7ba7419621dfec6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330293352%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B584DEAA4D56BFD93997D2BC211EC7E0D997ECB.2CD7DA1937EA2516D3B36E9293B8851C78DDBA11%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7ba7419621dfec6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx11NvDw9n5lf_6EGVfWpl9CtN58&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had posted about everyone else so I figured I would share this video of Tate.  The kid has skills on a bike!!  Nothing makes him more happy than being outdoors being a boy.&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/5049940508698815580-6546822815454411545?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7ba7419621dfec6e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6546822815454411545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=6546822815454411545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6546822815454411545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6546822815454411545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-little-evil-knevil.html' title='Our Little Evil Knevil'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-6322631424166089998</id><published>2009-03-01T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:49:10.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooklyns Piano recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Satuf_N6WkI/AAAAAAAADCk/SciVUNaBdv8/s1600-h/P1030331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308458081611045442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Satuf_N6WkI/AAAAAAAADCk/SciVUNaBdv8/s400/P1030331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SatufmlyreI/AAAAAAAADCc/wJnU6WbfjM4/s1600-h/P1030330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308458075000319458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SatufmlyreI/AAAAAAAADCc/wJnU6WbfjM4/s400/P1030330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SatufQyODlI/AAAAAAAADCU/rLBIiuZmT6w/s1600-h/P1030327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308458069146865234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SatufQyODlI/AAAAAAAADCU/rLBIiuZmT6w/s400/P1030327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;week&lt;/span&gt; B had her 1st piano recital.  It was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;casual&lt;/span&gt; which was nice and not so intimidating for her.  She played This Land is Your Land and another short song.  She was so focused and was counting out loud so she would get it just right.  She was awesome and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even make one mistake.  She has been taking for about a year now and is doing very well with it.  She fights me continually about practicing and having to go to lessons but this is one fight I wont lose for now.  Everyone always told me I would regret it if I quit and I thought they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know what they were talking about.  15 years later I regret everyday that I can not play any better than I do.  So I am making B stick to it.  I absolutely love the sound the piano makes and could listen to piano music all day.  There is something so calming and peaceful about the piano.  I told B she has to be good so she can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;serenade&lt;/span&gt; me now and when I am an old lady.  I want her to be able to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jessica's&lt;/span&gt; theme, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; my favorite song.  You know the Man From Snowy River song.  I always wished I could play like Jessica on the movie.  Basically its one of those things where parents are living through there kids :) Hey at least its a healthy thing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pushing&lt;/span&gt; her to do right.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; am really proud of her and how well she does at so many different things.  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; has been blessed with the ability to do things without a ton of struggle.  I hope she will soon realize that we have been asked to develop our talents and she is so blessed to be able to.&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/5049940508698815580-6322631424166089998?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6322631424166089998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=6322631424166089998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6322631424166089998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6322631424166089998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/03/brooklyns-piano-recital.html' title='Brooklyns Piano recital'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/Satuf_N6WkI/AAAAAAAADCk/SciVUNaBdv8/s72-c/P1030331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-6577979974428596807</id><published>2009-03-01T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T09:32:04.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ty and her funny self</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#810081;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308450450302948706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SatnjyYR1WI/AAAAAAAADCE/dUP4bNeGBbk/s400/ty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SatnkWfGpEI/AAAAAAAADCM/f3-3AC0Suac/s1600-h/redbarn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308450459995251778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SatnkWfGpEI/AAAAAAAADCM/f3-3AC0Suac/s400/redbarn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Wed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chea&lt;/span&gt; asked if we wanted to go out and see this cool place in Florence. Its called the windmill and is a very charming nursery/wedding hall place. Of course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chea&lt;/span&gt; had her camera along so she took some pics. I have not seen them all but these were on her blog so I copied them. Ty ran from place to place and its a wonder she even stood still for a few pics. I wanted to write down some funny things she did this week so they will not be forgotten. After we finished off our lunch with Randa and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chea&lt;/span&gt; we ran by the Larson's house. A friend had borrowed my training potty and had returned it to me the night before so it was still in my car. I was visiting on the porch with the Larson's and Ty was playing, in and out of the car. One of the times she got out her skirt was all crooked and her shirt was tucked into her underwear. I thought what in the world is she doing. As I went to leave the potty was singing a song which happens when there is liquid in it. Sure enough she had to go so she went in the potty. I laughed so hard that she would do that instead of tell me. I guess I'm glad she had the sense to at least make sure it was in the potty.&lt;br /&gt;Next item of funny business was on Fri Ty was sick all day long. She had to have thrown up like 10 times. I didn't feel the greatest either so Chad was kind enough to come home that evening and let me rest. He rented movies for the kids and made them popcorn. When I woke up from my nap about 8 pm Ty came in and told me all about the movie and the popcorn. I asked her to get me a bowl of it and she said sure. A few minutes later she came back with a bowl of popcorn for me. The only problem was it was the bowl that she had been throwing up in all day. Honestly I laughed so hard and obviously passed on the popcorn. She really does funny things constantly. Some are not so funny like the change that she put in my CD player in my car. I learned my lesson this week that she probably shouldn't play in my car even when I'm 10 feet away. She is best when she is strapped in a 5 point harness and cant get out. Maybe that's why I don't mind being in the car. Then at least I know she cant be wreaking havoc on anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chea&lt;/span&gt; for always capturing such great glimpses into her personality.  Your amazing. Here is a link to her blog. From there you can get to her actual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;photography&lt;/span&gt; site.  Check it out she is awesome!!  &lt;a href="http://chealambphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://chealambphotography.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-6577979974428596807?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6577979974428596807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=6577979974428596807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6577979974428596807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6577979974428596807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/03/ty-and-her-funny-self.html' title='Ty and her funny self'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SatnjyYR1WI/AAAAAAAADCE/dUP4bNeGBbk/s72-c/ty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-9110125489455695577</id><published>2009-02-21T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:15:55.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 30th Bday Sis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It started in California in our humble abode, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You became my big sister, you were in for a long hard road,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember you loving me even when I was small,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were kind and patient and began lifting me when Id fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we grew older, oh those bed sharing days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started to annoy you in so many little sister ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I needed you to warm my cold little feet at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So they would wander and find your back warm to my delight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cherish the memories the fighting,  the unfair games played&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever Laura touches is stinky and shes always it, that's just the way it was made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Growing up beside you, having an amazing sister and a best friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leaves me knowing God loves me, your my angel here while on his lend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You never wavered and were an example to me, so true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I faltered and struggled your loving heart helped me through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I continue to watch your integrity and Christlike ways &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your ability to love me continues unphased&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I only become a fraction of the mother and  sister, the wife that you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will walk away happy knowing that I have come that far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At times I have not been very easy to understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not once have you given up, continually you reach for my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He gave me you for a sister, I'm so grateful and blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He knew I would need you to carry me through, so he sent one of his best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you Michelle you have always amazed me through and through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can not imagine growing up with out being your little Lodie Lou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_ddIEjB6I/AAAAAAAADBc/ViWKGIjPO-Q/s1600-h/FAMILY+PICS+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305202378518235042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_ddIEjB6I/AAAAAAAADBc/ViWKGIjPO-Q/s400/FAMILY+PICS+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305200728529253922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_b9FYhNiI/AAAAAAAADBE/sY3djxxDlis/s400/kid2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305200729981151298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_b9KyraEI/AAAAAAAADBM/3WC8orhSmSQ/s400/kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh how I wish we still had those little outfits.  I still to this day love those things.  I'm not sure if it was the buttons or just because I matched you.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305200726063616770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_b88MqkwI/AAAAAAAADAs/j8lHsgRzeao/s400/ch2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_cRg0_jxI/AAAAAAAADBU/MXDB-ME2_Qs/s1600-h/kids1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305201079493824274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_cRg0_jxI/AAAAAAAADBU/MXDB-ME2_Qs/s400/kids1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted to wish you a Happy Bday and tell you I love you.  Thanks for being a perfect sister for me!  You have more good qualities than just about anyone I know.  There isn't anything that you aren't good at if you put your mind to it.  How can one person be so smart, beautiful, athletic, fun, Christlike, loving, happy, great mom and wife, creative, and most important just genuinely have a great heart.  You are awesome and I'm glad I grew up watching and seeing all that you are.  I fall short always but continue to strive to be like you.  I may need a few lifetimes to get there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_b9O7gUhI/AAAAAAAADA8/SnPMLuBZ9iw/s1600-h/FAMILY+PICS+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305200731091915282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_b9O7gUhI/AAAAAAAADA8/SnPMLuBZ9iw/s400/FAMILY+PICS+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David seriously if you read this, I'm glad you got some meat one those bones.  I am not sure how you didnt snap those bird legs in half.  I have laughed every time Ive seen this picture for the last 30 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_b9O4TaDI/AAAAAAAADA0/yloFUqNvlDM/s1600-h/childhood1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305200731078486066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_b9O4TaDI/AAAAAAAADA0/yloFUqNvlDM/s400/childhood1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Really mom did you have to let us wear bows the size of our heads?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305204787870380386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_fpXm3MWI/AAAAAAAADBs/4TFu0PimD10/s400/P1020409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305204793931109186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_fpuL2k0I/AAAAAAAADB0/pLe-LTplXgc/s400/P1020835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Love you sissy!!!! I know this is a tad cheesy but its five AM and I am yet to make it to sleep.  When Chad is out of town I cant find slumberville!  Plus I felt like writing you a love poem:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-9110125489455695577?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/9110125489455695577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=9110125489455695577' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/9110125489455695577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/9110125489455695577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-30th-bday-sis.html' title='Happy 30th Bday Sis'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZ_ddIEjB6I/AAAAAAAADBc/ViWKGIjPO-Q/s72-c/FAMILY+PICS+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-5560812334754662062</id><published>2009-02-15T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:19:24.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tates Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303297459684008578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkY8QayYoI/AAAAAAAAC_U/Tt_oj3cvP-g/s400/P1030301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had a blast being home and doing Tate's favorite things for his Bday party.  When I asked him what he wanted to do for his day he said he wanted to just have everyone come and ride the track with him.  He also told me he would like a pinata but those were his only request.  It made it pretty easy for us and I think everyone had a great time.  We ordered Subway and everyone was kind enough to bring a side to share.  Sonny made his infamous home made ice cream and Tate picked out his cake.  He is totally in to the baseball thing so he jumped all over the baseball cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZka3HiA53I/AAAAAAAADAE/QgzvQz7w_Qw/s1600-h/P1030308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303299570422310770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZka3HiA53I/AAAAAAAADAE/QgzvQz7w_Qw/s400/P1030308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZka28qDfOI/AAAAAAAAC_8/ANNONIOuiyE/s1600-h/P1030307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303299567503244514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZka28qDfOI/AAAAAAAAC_8/ANNONIOuiyE/s400/P1030307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZka2rAYKmI/AAAAAAAAC_0/vItu1u2mnQg/s1600-h/P1030306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303299562765036130" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkXI6RLLfI/AAAAAAAAC-c/wOzMnkdUtvU/s400/P1030272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone was so kind and brought him such fun gifts.  Like he really needed any more toys, heck we are still opening things from Christmas.  He was excited to get a few different dart guns and has big plans for all of us to have a war.  Thanks everyone for being so thoughtful.  We sure appreciate and love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303296268706558130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkX27rosLI/AAAAAAAAC_E/BLAiQ-1tl8I/s400/P1030290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303299576771217618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZka3fLtiNI/AAAAAAAADAM/nQfz0-QqM5U/s400/P1030309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303299582728530882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZka31YC68I/AAAAAAAADAU/fwlpIR1tB54/s400/P1030313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303300091965421746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkbVeblOLI/AAAAAAAADAk/E1O2jFinIgc/s400/P1030317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303300087176441778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkbVMlzL7I/AAAAAAAADAc/X08VRx0MOms/s400/P1030316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-5560812334754662062?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5560812334754662062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=5560812334754662062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5560812334754662062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/5560812334754662062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/02/tates-party.html' title='Tates Party'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkY8QayYoI/AAAAAAAAC_U/Tt_oj3cvP-g/s72-c/P1030301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-4342945307989869915</id><published>2009-02-15T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:23:54.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkS0THvu9I/AAAAAAAAC9k/FCtEudwk5oo/s1600-h/P1030252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303290725900729298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkS0THvu9I/AAAAAAAAC9k/FCtEudwk5oo/s400/P1030252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chad got these flowers for me for V-Day.   I was quite shocked and pleasantly surprised.  They are the 1st flowers he has gotten me in 6 years.  Now to his defence I'm a little practical and flowers are beautiful, but they die.  So I have always told him I would rather the money to go buy a shirt or something.  To me it has always seemed like a waste, but it being so unusual that I get them I found myself loving them.  They made me smile!  They are awesome and the vase is so cute.  So thank you Chad for ignoring my practicality and surprising me.  I love them and I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-4342945307989869915?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/4342945307989869915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=4342945307989869915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4342945307989869915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/4342945307989869915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkS0THvu9I/AAAAAAAAC9k/FCtEudwk5oo/s72-c/P1030252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-446831454137935652</id><published>2009-02-15T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:14:58.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I swear we BRUSH</title><content type='html'>We have been seeing a lot of the dentist lately. That really isn't unusual being that I have the worst teeth known to man. I have always had bad teeth and from an early age I can remember having the worst anxiety about having to go to the dentist. I love Dr. Wallin and all but man I do not enjoy having to have my teeth worked on. My poor kids have inherited my teeth as well as my love for sugar. I mean come on, water is just not that tasty. We always have juice for them to drink. I now realize that I am not helping their teeth issues. I took Tate for a cleaning because he was due and also he had been complaining about his tooth hurting. Dr. Wallin looked at his Xrays and figured I would be better off taking him to a pediatric dentist. So off we went to Dr. Johnsons office to figure out the best treatment plan for T. It came down to 4 root canals, 4 crowns and 4 fillings on the top. Nice huh, they kept saying we can tell he brushes because there is no plack, but all the juice has killed his teeth. So I scheduled for T to go in the following week for the procedure. They figured it was best to put him out, which I was happy to pay the 200 dollars for. He handled it like a champ and LOVES Dr. Johnson. His office is amazing and so much fun. I am hoping that he is set for many years now after all that work. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303280837691978194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkJ0urEMdI/AAAAAAAAC9E/RMflJcUt5QM/s400/P1030165.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Are these not the greatest looking teeth:) Nice and silver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkJ1e3eTtI/AAAAAAAAC9U/XJYSEUpjpSE/s1600-h/P1030245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303280850628923090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkJ1e3eTtI/AAAAAAAAC9U/XJYSEUpjpSE/s400/P1030245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is was after we got home from having his work done. Ty was kicking him trying to wake him up. He was in and out for a good portion of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkJ1F_dknI/AAAAAAAAC9M/-m4sEo_R5TA/s1600-h/P1030179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303280843951542898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkJ1F_dknI/AAAAAAAAC9M/-m4sEo_R5TA/s400/P1030179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was glad to see that when he smiles normal, the bling is not seen. I'm hoping that we wont see the dentist till their next cleanings. Brooks by the way didn't have any work that needed to be done. That's a 1st for her. Usually she has multiple cavities. Her dental history is horrible too. 5 dentist appts in 2 weeks is more than I cared for. So keep on brushing kiddos and I am cutting back on the amount of juice they are allowed to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303280853337359250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkJ1o9Nw5I/AAAAAAAAC9c/JVdBPjSOedI/s400/P1030246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chad I'm sorry you have to pay for all of our dental mess! They poor guy was blind sided when we got married. I should have told him he needed to plan on paying as much for our dental bills as he does for electricity. That really isn't to far off from the truth. At least he doesn't have to worry about his own teeth, I don't even think he has ever had a cavity. Just wait until the ortho bills start coming in :) Good times!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-446831454137935652?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/446831454137935652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=446831454137935652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/446831454137935652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/446831454137935652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-swear-we-brush.html' title='I swear we BRUSH'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZkJ0urEMdI/AAAAAAAAC9E/RMflJcUt5QM/s72-c/P1030165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-6947625412964235295</id><published>2009-02-13T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:26:42.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday Tater</title><content type='html'>Today is Tate's 5Th Bday. Time flies that is for certain. It doesnt seem to awfully long ago that we were so excited to be having our boy. We knew from the moment we found out he was a boy that he would be named Tate David.  Chad thought it had a good athletic ring to it.  You know that my son will be a great athlete syndrome that most dads have.  Being pregnant with him was actually bearable compared to the other 2. I was able to work until 2 days before I had him. He weighed 8.5 and was 21 inches long and was my smallest baby. Tate was and has always been so happy. He is so rough and tough but has the sweetest side to him as well. He is thoughtful and considerate to everyone. He loves his family so much and is so good at giving loves and saying I love you. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZZmNMN_gsI/AAAAAAAAC88/zzBHrV1OfRY/s1600-h/P1010133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302537988079583938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZZmNMN_gsI/AAAAAAAAC88/zzBHrV1OfRY/s400/P1010133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tate's favorite thing to do is to be outside. He loves to ride his quad and bike. He is very coordinated at those types of things. He absolutely loves to play the game of memory and wins almost every time, even when I really am trying. He is quite competitive and so I am sure he enjoys kicking my butt all the time.  Tate also loves to play with his cousins and is continually working on digging his hole to China with them.  Basically anything that he ends up dirty hes a big fan of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZZmMyA-8bI/AAAAAAAAC80/lF12y6xwGwI/s1600-h/dunes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302537981045698994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZZmMyA-8bI/AAAAAAAAC80/lF12y6xwGwI/s400/dunes1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is always smiling and making myself and others happy.  I am so blessed to be his mom and enjoy being around him.  He makes me happy and I love to see his fun personality.  He is our big helper and always wants to help us do anything and everything,   even pick up the dog poop!  He loves his sisters and is constantly teasing them.  I guess that's what brothers are supposed to do right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZZmM9WeSeI/AAAAAAAAC8s/JIRsLFrrthk/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302537984088623586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZZmM9WeSeI/AAAAAAAAC8s/JIRsLFrrthk/s400/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With all the dirt he sure cleans up well.  He loves to tell me exactly how he wants his hair combed, mostly he prefers the Faux-hawk.  He insists on wearing some of Chads cologne if we are heading anywhere he has to be cleaned up for.  Everyone says that he is a spitting image of Chad.  I am not entirely convinced.  I see quite a bit of me as a  baby in him as well.  Chad and I both had that white hair so maybe that's what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZZmMoTjMXI/AAAAAAAAC8k/HyopzTiWUhM/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302537978439217522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZZmMoTjMXI/AAAAAAAAC8k/HyopzTiWUhM/s400/DSC00252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had a few other pics that show Tate in all of his fun aspects but I will have to add them later.  I can not get them To upload right now.  I just wanted to get this post done to tell T Happy Bday.  Buddy, I love you so much and am so glad that I am blessed to be your mom.  You make me smile and I could not ask for a better list of qualities you possess.  Keep being my love bug and such a good kid.  Thanks for keeping things interesting around here.  Love you little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-6947625412964235295?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6947625412964235295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=6947625412964235295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6947625412964235295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/6947625412964235295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-bday-tater.html' title='Happy Bday Tater'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZZmNMN_gsI/AAAAAAAAC88/zzBHrV1OfRY/s72-c/P1010133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-36478928122992727</id><published>2009-02-11T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:22:38.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kreativ Blogger Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZPBWwFP_ZI/AAAAAAAAC8c/50vZEff0_n0/s1600-h/Kreative%2BBlogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301793782953409938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZPBWwFP_ZI/AAAAAAAAC8c/50vZEff0_n0/s400/Kreative%2BBlogger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to laugh when I got the email from Jen telling me she nominated yours truly for this award. I guess because I don't think of myself as very Kreativ. Nonetheless I think it is truly thoughtful of her to pick me. Thanks Jen for even reading what goes on in this mad house we call home. Its wild and crazy and I wouldn't change a thing. I am supposed to state 7 things that I love and appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First and foremost I love my family. Not just my husband and children but both Chads family and mine are almost to good to be true. I don't know many who can say that honestly. We are fortunate to all be close in age and close in proximity. The closeness in age allows us to all be doing the same things. Our kids are all pretty close in ages and love to spend time with one another. I love my husband and children more than they know. I'm not always easy to love but they seem to not waiver. Thanks to them for making me truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I also love being a member of the LDS church. I do not always do everything perfectly as I have been taught, but I continually try! There is hope, love, forgiveness, guidance, peace and most importantly Eternity. How blessed I have been in my life to have a Savior who loves unconditionally. Without that knowledge life to me would feel hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love the outdoors. I wait impatiently for the summers to roll around so we can swim and soak up the sun. With summer time comes amazing vacations, the beach, a tan and Lake Powell are on my mind for months. It also bring softball tournaments which are a favorite of mine as well. There are not to many things that can top being in Showlow for ball tourneys. I cant forget that playing softball is a love of mine also. Even when I cant hit the ball, like right now I still look forward to it every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love living in the QC and having space around us to enjoy. Part of the outdoors in our family is riding quads, bikes, scooters and the rhino. Our location allows us those freedoms to do so in our own backyard. I feel safe and very content in our humble abode. Our ward and friends are exceptional and that makes it even better. I love as I am driving down the newly refurbished Ellsworth road that I can see green for miles and plenty of farm animals to boot. That does my heart good for some reason. Its the Snowflake coming out in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love the nights when my house is quiet, I mean real quiet. I am able to have my time to veg or watch shows or read a good book. I am a much better mom when I have that peace at night. I suppose that is probably why I am never to bed before midnight. Its my time and I cherish it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I cant get enough of a clean house. Lately I have started using liquid fabric softener and something about the smell makes me happy. Accomplishing tasks that have been daunting me for months make me feel like a million bucks. Getting rid of the clutter does my heart good. It is such a chore but when I am done the hard work pays off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love fresh air. I always want the windows open and the outside air blowing through the house. Even when I am driving I love to have the windows down. Its exhilarating! It reminds me of how blessed we are to have a free country to live in and also all that we are blessed to see, hear and smell. America is a wonderful place and I am proud to be an American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I nominate 3 others for this award as well. They are Janae Burkinshaw, Michelle Randall and Julie Butler, maybe this will make her update her blog:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5049940508698815580-36478928122992727?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/36478928122992727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=36478928122992727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/36478928122992727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/36478928122992727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/02/kreativ-blogger-award.html' title='Kreativ Blogger Award'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZPBWwFP_ZI/AAAAAAAAC8c/50vZEff0_n0/s72-c/Kreative%2BBlogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-3287604735250362992</id><published>2009-02-11T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:14:55.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZMh2mxOSwI/AAAAAAAAC8U/ogH540p9Dz8/s1600-h/IMG_5551-1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZMVqGByDTI/AAAAAAAAC7s/67EM0wSdk8E/s1600-h/IMG_5620-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301604999261982002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZMVqGByDTI/AAAAAAAAC7s/67EM0wSdk8E/s400/IMG_5620-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I absolutely love these pictures of Ty!!!  She looks so sweet.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301605011227237938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZMVqymhXjI/AAAAAAAAC78/uqwDwbnSLaI/s400/IMG_5639-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Precious&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301605003968413570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZMVqXj4f4I/AAAAAAAAC70/s5lKlnRN8GE/s400/IMG_5642-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sara took pics of the entire Cutchen family. Its quite a chore to get 13 little kids to perform.  The last time we all had a picture taken together was at Chad and I's wedding.  Crazy what can be accomplished in 6 years.  Go team Cutchen!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301618395068768834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZMh11TAIkI/AAAAAAAAC8E/OXA1viRIMcw/s400/IMG_5606-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301618399902907762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZMh2HTjPXI/AAAAAAAAC8M/IM2OOf-yMDQ/s400/IMG_5540-1-2.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/5049940508698815580-3287604735250362992?l=chadandlaura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3287604735250362992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5049940508698815580&amp;postID=3287604735250362992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3287604735250362992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5049940508698815580/posts/default/3287604735250362992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chadandlaura.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-little-family.html' title='Our Little Family'/><author><name>Chad and Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01405464066999100248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SKovMD8aAtI/AAAAAAAABtc/LpDgL0zQlhw/S220/FAMILY+PICS+341.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZMVqGByDTI/AAAAAAAAC7s/67EM0wSdk8E/s72-c/IMG_5620-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049940508698815580.post-7212493845245663948</id><published>2009-02-11T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:09:26.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem.... Solution</title><content type='html'>This is my biggest problem of late. Seriously can you see the 12in. at most that is left for me to slumber in. I can not keep this girl out of my bed. Chad loves to cuddle with her at night and so she thinks she has a "spot" in my bed. If I am to far in the middle of our bed, she has no problem telling me " hey that's my spot". Come on seriously, who does she think she is? She knows she has us wrapped around her little nubby finger nails:) I decided it was time to take action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301598315499662354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2wN4qkXCRw/SZMPlDEqrBI/AAAAAAAAC7c/pcomw1UO4Lg/s400/P1030121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
