<?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-3331086202859531654</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:09:41.365-07:00</updated><category term='random pictures...sports and trip to Tami&apos;s'/><category term='Day 8'/><category term='Trip to Provo'/><category term='Front Yard Renovations'/><category term='Talent videos'/><title type='text'>Frayer Fun!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-3133146804959879007</id><published>2010-01-01T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:50:30.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Favorite Thanksgiving Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are some Thanksgiving pictures at Terri's house.  We had a great time!!  Thank you Terri for allowing us to crash your house, eat your food, and mess up your toy room!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7mUsEm0ZI/AAAAAAAABqs/jcDywqDGzCs/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422024244502909330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7mUsEm0ZI/AAAAAAAABqs/jcDywqDGzCs/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and her Dad....cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7ifuoNCKI/AAAAAAAABqk/umTJsOcxjzo/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422020036121135266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7ifuoNCKI/AAAAAAAABqk/umTJsOcxjzo/s400/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking at the lights at Temple Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7ifaz0YiI/AAAAAAAABqc/INsByDnYmnc/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422020030801142306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7ifaz0YiI/AAAAAAAABqc/INsByDnYmnc/s400/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visited Grandpa Stratford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7iEaRn-WI/AAAAAAAABqU/U_7C13U4v1s/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422019566801254754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7iEaRn-WI/AAAAAAAABqU/U_7C13U4v1s/s400/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Grandkids with Grandpa stratford.  The kids were singing Christmas songs to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7iDRV3_6I/AAAAAAAABqE/stqPnLEiLPQ/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422019547223293858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7iDRV3_6I/AAAAAAAABqE/stqPnLEiLPQ/s400/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleo and his boys asleep...never seen this before :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7iDDCR7dI/AAAAAAAABp8/4Vkbh2gKqAQ/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422019543383010770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7iDDCR7dI/AAAAAAAABp8/4Vkbh2gKqAQ/s400/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teave was peeking at Zeus through the door....so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7iCn9K_cI/AAAAAAAABp0/4P31jJXRuPE/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422019536113827266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7iCn9K_cI/AAAAAAAABp0/4P31jJXRuPE/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleo, Tami, and Julie eating yummy food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7g9fsQLGI/AAAAAAAABps/4EW8qRCAYWg/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018348484406370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7g9fsQLGI/AAAAAAAABps/4EW8qRCAYWg/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom, Dad, and Terri.....(silver tried to put this fork in the picture and he accomplished it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7g9JeL9DI/AAAAAAAABpk/tiui7MWvOPc/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018342519829554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7g9JeL9DI/AAAAAAAABpk/tiui7MWvOPc/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason, Teave, and me.....cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7g8S_xuFI/AAAAAAAABpU/fp8tKwF86Z0/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018327896766546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7g8S_xuFI/AAAAAAAABpU/fp8tKwF86Z0/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the kids eating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7g8LmR9YI/AAAAAAAABpM/3WMm4IL939A/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018325910779266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7g8LmR9YI/AAAAAAAABpM/3WMm4IL939A/s400/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb being himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7gJ10MZSI/AAAAAAAABo8/rghhqnCxNPE/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422017461070095650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7gJ10MZSI/AAAAAAAABo8/rghhqnCxNPE/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Julie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7gJP0RJHI/AAAAAAAABos/YMO5srPxVNI/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422017450869859442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7gJP0RJHI/AAAAAAAABos/YMO5srPxVNI/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Tami :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7gIr--FTI/AAAAAAAABok/DTx0rXMyPCA/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422017441251071282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7gIr--FTI/AAAAAAAABok/DTx0rXMyPCA/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb being a Jedi....he loves all of the dress up at Terri's house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7fQHaeQPI/AAAAAAAABoc/9RsBsC4-JJ8/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422016469361639666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7fQHaeQPI/AAAAAAAABoc/9RsBsC4-JJ8/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stick em up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7fPnAjKoI/AAAAAAAABoU/Uw902EBObXM/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422016460662975106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7fPnAjKoI/AAAAAAAABoU/Uw902EBObXM/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So serious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7fPSmI3CI/AAAAAAAABoM/tWD_GuZly7Q/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422016455183490082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7fPSmI3CI/AAAAAAAABoM/tWD_GuZly7Q/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia's helping to crush the croutons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7fO3tnm_I/AAAAAAAABoE/rDkyUjvSA8M/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422016447967108082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7fO3tnm_I/AAAAAAAABoE/rDkyUjvSA8M/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason's peeling the eggs for his favorite deviled eggs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7fOkmPvFI/AAAAAAAABn8/IADaRojXcGw/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422016442835909714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7fOkmPvFI/AAAAAAAABn8/IADaRojXcGw/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom and Dad....cheese...Kaleo was trying to put bunny ears behind their head :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7d4p_HLtI/AAAAAAAABn0/KNl0nprtbuw/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422014966813634258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7d4p_HLtI/AAAAAAAABn0/KNl0nprtbuw/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steavie.....cheese :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7d4Q8EW6I/AAAAAAAABns/vjLO-4Hef9g/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422014960089979810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7d4Q8EW6I/AAAAAAAABns/vjLO-4Hef9g/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elijah.....being cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7d35niaCI/AAAAAAAABnk/A9t_cYmgwuM/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422014953829853218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7d35niaCI/AAAAAAAABnk/A9t_cYmgwuM/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tami and her horse....oops I mean dog....Zeus :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7d3UHlByI/AAAAAAAABnc/S9UZ2pXKBns/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422014943763695394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7d3UHlByI/AAAAAAAABnc/S9UZ2pXKBns/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Allana :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7blVYaLAI/AAAAAAAABnM/guD61_fNQZs/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422012435841821698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7blVYaLAI/AAAAAAAABnM/guD61_fNQZs/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason and Alex playing around!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7bkzj8O7I/AAAAAAAABnE/iPo9iZ5-OME/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422012426763385778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7bkzj8O7I/AAAAAAAABnE/iPo9iZ5-OME/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silver and Kaleo resting after they ate Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7bkP2yLWI/AAAAAAAABm0/9oRHvrcN780/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422012417178742114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7bkP2yLWI/AAAAAAAABm0/9oRHvrcN780/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terri cookin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7bj5TezZI/AAAAAAAABms/Gv0tQbgzmlM/s1600-h/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_5422012411125091730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7bj5TezZI/AAAAAAAABms/Gv0tQbgzmlM/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleo thought he was wearing a shower cap until Terri informed him that he was wearing a salad cover on his head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-58345e8d7e06c79d" 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://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58345e8d7e06c79d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D26C3CC61D40D167C9A3C0230F101E950C49CB0.1934D1F5CBCE835B76AC54AF076FF512C4C3C5B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58345e8d7e06c79d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVNcjgmtKEwwSmIcccOvKV80yy_w&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://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58345e8d7e06c79d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D26C3CC61D40D167C9A3C0230F101E950C49CB0.1934D1F5CBCE835B76AC54AF076FF512C4C3C5B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58345e8d7e06c79d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVNcjgmtKEwwSmIcccOvKV80yy_w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This video was sooo funny because Tami's dog kept trying to get onto the trampoline.  He did make it one time, but we weren't fast enough to get the camera out.  Here is what we got though.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-3133146804959879007?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3133146804959879007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=3133146804959879007&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/3133146804959879007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/3133146804959879007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-favorite-thanksgiving-pictures.html' title='Some Favorite Thanksgiving Pictures'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sz7mUsEm0ZI/AAAAAAAABqs/jcDywqDGzCs/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-1980307942431397435</id><published>2010-01-01T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:17:47.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry!</title><content type='html'>I have not posted on our blog for so long that I do not even know where to start! Our computer with most of the pictures is not working right now, so if I start posting some of the pictures from my lap top....at least I won't get further behind.  We spent Thanksgiving in Provo, Utah at Terri's house.  Our kids enjoyed spending time with their cousins.  We enjoyed our Christmas!!  We stayed in Las Vegas and we had our good friends, the Delgados, come over on Christmas Eve.  Christmas morning we opened our presents and then went to see the movies and saw Alvin and the Chipmunks the Squeakual.  It was really cute!! We spent the day watching our kids ride their new scooters.  I will start posting pictures randomly.  Sorry I suck at posting things for the last 6 months.  It will be one of my New Years Resolutions...to be better at our family journal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-1980307942431397435?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1980307942431397435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=1980307942431397435&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1980307942431397435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1980307942431397435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-2590018168394958190</id><published>2009-08-22T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:58:30.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some many pictures...not enough time!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here are a bunch of pictures from the summer.  I am way behind, but if I don't post some of the pictures then it will never happen.  I promise at one point I will be completely caught up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2KoxsX-5I/AAAAAAAABmM/lcL8uthh5NM/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381109562916469650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2KoxsX-5I/AAAAAAAABmM/lcL8uthh5NM/s400/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia and Jason...at the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2KoOLaD9I/AAAAAAAABmE/tYgGsMVc_JY/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381109553382952914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2KoOLaD9I/AAAAAAAABmE/tYgGsMVc_JY/s400/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2KnaB9xRI/AAAAAAAABl8/KFJNkrfc6iE/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381109539384706322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2KnaB9xRI/AAAAAAAABl8/KFJNkrfc6iE/s400/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Auntie and my kids!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2KmncJVcI/AAAAAAAABl0/blJP_iePtrU/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381109525804307906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2KmncJVcI/AAAAAAAABl0/blJP_iePtrU/s400/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Kaleb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2Kl-LP9rI/AAAAAAAABls/ibFJjF_-x4I/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381109514727585458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2Kl-LP9rI/AAAAAAAABls/ibFJjF_-x4I/s400/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Jewels!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2IuMUYfGI/AAAAAAAABlk/LncwAZ5vfA4/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381107456939687010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2IuMUYfGI/AAAAAAAABlk/LncwAZ5vfA4/s400/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another funny picture!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2ItVy63TI/AAAAAAAABlc/F55P8OEw3gw/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381107442303819058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2ItVy63TI/AAAAAAAABlc/F55P8OEw3gw/s400/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julie was having fun taking pictures of my kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2Is-Ggd0I/AAAAAAAABlU/DUaFT2Zn6WE/s1600-h/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381107435943524162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2Is-Ggd0I/AAAAAAAABlU/DUaFT2Zn6WE/s400/131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys!!!!! (Kaleo, Jason, and Silver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2Ir8Hh4XI/AAAAAAAABlM/f0fiBc1EQYM/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381107418231071090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2Ir8Hh4XI/AAAAAAAABlM/f0fiBc1EQYM/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teave is thinking......"Julie is the best auntie!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2IrSL2AqI/AAAAAAAABlE/NtuzZtnDFXU/s1600-h/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381107406974878370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2IrSL2AqI/AAAAAAAABlE/NtuzZtnDFXU/s400/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's limbo time at Terri's!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2HrddSO-I/AAAAAAAABk8/aEyiyQZQ_DU/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381106310489193442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2HrddSO-I/AAAAAAAABk8/aEyiyQZQ_DU/s400/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go Alex, Go Alex, Go Alex....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2HqkZskNI/AAAAAAAABk0/liAfBFa8aDE/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381106295173320914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2HqkZskNI/AAAAAAAABk0/liAfBFa8aDE/s400/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silver was teaching Alex how to dance. Sooo cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2Hpw2ffCI/AAAAAAAABks/bp3jb1rSaH8/s1600-h/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381106281335454754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2Hpw2ffCI/AAAAAAAABks/bp3jb1rSaH8/s400/110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason is the only person....other than her momma (Cristine) that she would go to. I can't spell her daughters name so I am not even going to try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2HpKFEZSI/AAAAAAAABkk/XDzCEDTk1-M/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381106270927611170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2HpKFEZSI/AAAAAAAABkk/XDzCEDTk1-M/s400/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is for Cristine....cuz she loved it sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2HoipVRNI/AAAAAAAABkc/l7bfO8pP_Ss/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381106260342293714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2HoipVRNI/AAAAAAAABkc/l7bfO8pP_Ss/s400/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having fun at Terri's!!! We were trying to catch Cristine....hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2GPjShPsI/AAAAAAAABkU/8J9z-4La_S0/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381104731506687682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2GPjShPsI/AAAAAAAABkU/8J9z-4La_S0/s400/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shhhh!!! Julie is sleeping!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2GPJimRRI/AAAAAAAABkM/S3Ht94D71yk/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381104724594803986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2GPJimRRI/AAAAAAAABkM/S3Ht94D71yk/s400/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teave sure likes to climb trees....hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2GOQK7kqI/AAAAAAAABkE/TJRafkMI-oQ/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381104709194715810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2GOQK7kqI/AAAAAAAABkE/TJRafkMI-oQ/s400/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the kids eating popsicles at Terri's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2GNyIYUbI/AAAAAAAABj8/SoLTUMnz6GA/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381104701130953138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2GNyIYUbI/AAAAAAAABj8/SoLTUMnz6GA/s400/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tami and Kaleo watching the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2GNPWslKI/AAAAAAAABj0/X10PDYT9Ni0/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381104691795760290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2GNPWslKI/AAAAAAAABj0/X10PDYT9Ni0/s400/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute brothers picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2EmTkSP0I/AAAAAAAABjs/0qSZYWhs7Jw/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381102923399970626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2EmTkSP0I/AAAAAAAABjs/0qSZYWhs7Jw/s400/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching the parade....Tami, me, and Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2ElS0MBrI/AAAAAAAABjk/0uq-dwmIYho/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381102906018367154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2ElS0MBrI/AAAAAAAABjk/0uq-dwmIYho/s400/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi Terri!!! (You look soooo cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2Ek95bGOI/AAAAAAAABjc/hjy-44TB3ac/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381102900403181794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2Ek95bGOI/AAAAAAAABjc/hjy-44TB3ac/s400/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching the Freedom Festival Parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2EkDMTaxI/AAAAAAAABjU/0pEcvytVWac/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381102884644678418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2EkDMTaxI/AAAAAAAABjU/0pEcvytVWac/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They all won swords at the Freedom Festival....how exciting for the parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2EjhJid5I/AAAAAAAABjM/reZfDx1S1Zs/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381102875506276242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2EjhJid5I/AAAAAAAABjM/reZfDx1S1Zs/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 3 amigos!!! (Tristan, Silver, and Kaleb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2DaeY7_vI/AAAAAAAABjE/54-WF4Rd3II/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381101620635107058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2DaeY7_vI/AAAAAAAABjE/54-WF4Rd3II/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia and Alex....after the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2DZhIUr7I/AAAAAAAABi8/FIS0r7S_rns/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381101604190859186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2DZhIUr7I/AAAAAAAABi8/FIS0r7S_rns/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason and Teave....how cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2DY5w253I/AAAAAAAABi0/W72-6oQ6UAk/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381101593623455602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2DY5w253I/AAAAAAAABi0/W72-6oQ6UAk/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Freedom Festival Parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2DYTxrF3I/AAAAAAAABis/T-bz_GpmYDo/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381101583426328434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2DYTxrF3I/AAAAAAAABis/T-bz_GpmYDo/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we stayed at the Anniversary Inn for our 13th anniversary. Terri and Silver watched our kids for us. Thank you soooo much!!! The theme of the room is Swiss family Robinson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the fish tank that kept me up all night until I hunted down the tank light switch in the middle of the night.....also we were looking for the blue fish that was suppose to be in the tank...I think it was a joke to keep people looking for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2DXkelUoI/AAAAAAAABik/_sg2DZnfsPg/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381101570729792130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2DXkelUoI/AAAAAAAABik/_sg2DZnfsPg/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the steps up to the bed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2CXqZxDhI/AAAAAAAABic/NevGFKC3aDU/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381100472808574482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2CXqZxDhI/AAAAAAAABic/NevGFKC3aDU/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason is way up high in the tree bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2CTvzXX9I/AAAAAAAABiU/WMS7cDqotQA/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381100405538643922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2CTvzXX9I/AAAAAAAABiU/WMS7cDqotQA/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the waterfall tub in our room. It was sooo cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2CPiaLT9I/AAAAAAAABiM/6XvgIBVRzUc/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381100333223858130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2CPiaLT9I/AAAAAAAABiM/6XvgIBVRzUc/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb was playing around with his letter tiles and this is what he created. He was really careful. The dogs kept messing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2CM-Yd9rI/AAAAAAAABiE/5jbkEjVz_OI/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381100289193277106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2CM-Yd9rI/AAAAAAAABiE/5jbkEjVz_OI/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is on Jason's birthday....June 28th. Me and the kids made him a yummy breakfast to surprise him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2CLAEjFkI/AAAAAAAABh8/ONYAkVhLllk/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381100255286859330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2CLAEjFkI/AAAAAAAABh8/ONYAkVhLllk/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Tristan....this took a million takes.....Alex and Jason were taking turns to see who could get the best picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2AVluVtmI/AAAAAAAABh0/-XjUR3alxd4/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381098238169691746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2AVluVtmI/AAAAAAAABh0/-XjUR3alxd4/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb and Daddy....this took a million takes to get it right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2AVHZqclI/AAAAAAAABhs/GqWfhtUWJaY/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381098230029906514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2AVHZqclI/AAAAAAAABhs/GqWfhtUWJaY/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehe....this picture is for my cousin Melanie. You might beable to water ski and kiss....but we can kiss under water.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2AUNLPH_I/AAAAAAAABhk/C4ZOmcjGmRg/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381098214400139250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2AUNLPH_I/AAAAAAAABhk/C4ZOmcjGmRg/s400/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello....can you see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2ATgJ1kmI/AAAAAAAABhc/_aUBMVUteSY/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381098202314674786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2ATgJ1kmI/AAAAAAAABhc/_aUBMVUteSY/s400/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gracie under water......peace out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2AS2bHrDI/AAAAAAAABhU/aKhCNGnNDXk/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381098191112875058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2AS2bHrDI/AAAAAAAABhU/aKhCNGnNDXk/s400/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex under water.....glub...glub....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1-8p444VI/AAAAAAAABhM/HghrUOZ9Y_w/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381096710279323986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1-8p444VI/AAAAAAAABhM/HghrUOZ9Y_w/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb thought that he would have a poolside snack....not just one....but the whole bucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1-8KGwGsI/AAAAAAAABhE/p7zRfTUiHGI/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381096701747534530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1-8KGwGsI/AAAAAAAABhE/p7zRfTUiHGI/s400/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Grace.....scuba diving in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1-7vxokhI/AAAAAAAABg8/5gx3DDQBG8s/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381096694679638546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1-7vxokhI/AAAAAAAABg8/5gx3DDQBG8s/s400/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb is pouting cuz he is in time out.....from the pool. I thought this was a funny picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1-7DNcEWI/AAAAAAAABg0/1oOQo3Rh1UQ/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381096682716664162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1-7DNcEWI/AAAAAAAABg0/1oOQo3Rh1UQ/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pool fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1-6mJFTvI/AAAAAAAABgs/A3_d_l-UJxI/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381096674913767154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1-6mJFTvI/AAAAAAAABgs/A3_d_l-UJxI/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do ya think he is enjoying this cupcake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq193uUsQEI/AAAAAAAABgk/sSMOSnuqXH4/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381095526058704962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq193uUsQEI/AAAAAAAABgk/sSMOSnuqXH4/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb and his soccer coach....he loves his trophies and medals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq193NA8CBI/AAAAAAAABgc/xybmG9vWvI0/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381095517117483026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq193NA8CBI/AAAAAAAABgc/xybmG9vWvI0/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a group shot for the fashion show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq192llrxTI/AAAAAAAABgU/HruvOXJZkTs/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381095506534188338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq192llrxTI/AAAAAAAABgU/HruvOXJZkTs/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan had his friend Aaron spend the night and Alex and her friend Lily were conducting a fashion show. So here they are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1918aBtCI/AAAAAAAABgM/bPfkF2GBDzQ/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381095495479440418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq1918aBtCI/AAAAAAAABgM/bPfkF2GBDzQ/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex had to join in on the fashion show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq191Xk81kI/AAAAAAAABgE/iOFpk7L2OXc/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381095485593146946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq191Xk81kI/AAAAAAAABgE/iOFpk7L2OXc/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's scarey how much Kaleb enjoys dressing up in his sisters stuff! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq19K6qzTtI/AAAAAAAABf8/hQ1P35Nu8-Y/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381094756278554322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq19K6qzTtI/AAAAAAAABf8/hQ1P35Nu8-Y/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan looks soooo cute!! He looks just like Hannah Montana! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDXsyBNqXI/AAAAAAAABf0/XxDrtWArpVM/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373031519794080114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDXsyBNqXI/AAAAAAAABf0/XxDrtWArpVM/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb wanted to dress up like Hannah Montana too! Just like big brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDUpRFcdvI/AAAAAAAABfs/CkRtuRHEb5w/s1600-h/136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373028160878966514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDUpRFcdvI/AAAAAAAABfs/CkRtuRHEb5w/s400/136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason and I were trying to take a picture one morning....below are all the attempts. My husband loves to screw pictures up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDUonti_jI/AAAAAAAABfk/7PxyM8412kc/s1600-h/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373028149772877362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDUonti_jI/AAAAAAAABfk/7PxyM8412kc/s400/135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are out of order because at one point I decided to jump in and mess a picture up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDSKt0cuII/AAAAAAAABfc/pXbFpRgwQQ4/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373025436993108098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDSKt0cuII/AAAAAAAABfc/pXbFpRgwQQ4/s400/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He looks like a character on that movie "Water Boy". He thinks it is sooo funny to cross his eyes in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDSKDnfDCI/AAAAAAAABfU/CRH8o4x5S3Q/s1600-h/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373025425664445474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDSKDnfDCI/AAAAAAAABfU/CRH8o4x5S3Q/s400/133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another great attempt!! I love my hubby....he is sooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDSJsT_ORI/AAAAAAAABfM/kcJwSf5Dsvk/s1600-h/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373025419408652562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDSJsT_ORI/AAAAAAAABfM/kcJwSf5Dsvk/s400/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one might have been the first attempt. Who knows....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDSJGTP0eI/AAAAAAAABfE/YR-BFDzPBow/s1600-h/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373025409204998626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDSJGTP0eI/AAAAAAAABfE/YR-BFDzPBow/s400/129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb loves to let his sister play dress up with him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDSIh0kEdI/AAAAAAAABe8/IvlZobipGtA/s1600-h/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373025399412625874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SpDSIh0kEdI/AAAAAAAABe8/IvlZobipGtA/s400/128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is wearing her fancy headband. Unfortuneatly he looks happy not upset that she dressed up his head! One day he won't be proud when these surface and he is sixteen with a girlfriend that gets to see these pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3331086202859531654-2590018168394958190?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2590018168394958190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=2590018168394958190&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/2590018168394958190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/2590018168394958190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-many-picturesnot-enough-time.html' title='Some many pictures...not enough time!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Sq2KoxsX-5I/AAAAAAAABmM/lcL8uthh5NM/s72-c/DSC00103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-1449123908433821245</id><published>2009-07-06T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:17:43.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practical Joke on Alex!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-de2384162b59e12f" 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://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde2384162b59e12f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22BB6306A1AB53BED0308871C3C61F3547FFFBEE.41C2F1047DFA50142670E73951CD55AE21DC5E79%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde2384162b59e12f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKFRERlkgImf9fkR50smmoWmGNxg&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://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde2384162b59e12f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22BB6306A1AB53BED0308871C3C61F3547FFFBEE.41C2F1047DFA50142670E73951CD55AE21DC5E79%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde2384162b59e12f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKFRERlkgImf9fkR50smmoWmGNxg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Alex went to a sleepover with girls from her softball team...of course they all stayed up till 3 am and then got up at 6 am.  Soooo....when she came home she sat down on the couch and immediately closed her eyes.  We could not get her up at all....so we resorted to SHAVING CREAM!!! Please watch the whole video to get the whole effect!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fa127ab7d05f0259" 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://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa127ab7d05f0259%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47BB45EC09CBC9CB4D690913E16290072EA436B1.58F9901CBD859369429956AA58CF283A82668EFC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa127ab7d05f0259%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO2T2TnXlnCSS78m6q9GmOTSF5Qg&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://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfa127ab7d05f0259%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47BB45EC09CBC9CB4D690913E16290072EA436B1.58F9901CBD859369429956AA58CF283A82668EFC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfa127ab7d05f0259%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO2T2TnXlnCSS78m6q9GmOTSF5Qg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Many hours later....when she still wasn't up...we decided that she needed some MORE SHAVING CREAM! Watch the whole video...hehe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-1449123908433821245?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=de2384162b59e12f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fa127ab7d05f0259&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1449123908433821245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=1449123908433821245&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1449123908433821245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1449123908433821245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/practical-joke-on-alex.html' title='Practical Joke on Alex!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-6346046976832042790</id><published>2009-07-06T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:53:15.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures and Thoughts....way overdue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKyQjhRo_I/AAAAAAAABeo/wZU7gp6_dcY/s1600-h/101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355538904379401202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKyQjhRo_I/AAAAAAAABeo/wZU7gp6_dcY/s400/101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Tristan and his soccer coaches Steve and Bill. (see Tristan's forehead...he got a rug burn because he tried to do a summer sault...we joke that he has a 3rd eye...hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKyQXbJIxI/AAAAAAAABeg/iMNyGC50r7Q/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355538901132452626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKyQXbJIxI/AAAAAAAABeg/iMNyGC50r7Q/s400/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a pool party at our house to celebrate school being out....Tristan, Aaron, and Aden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKyQJ4X-OI/AAAAAAAABeY/1KOWVKccdkY/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355538897496963298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKyQJ4X-OI/AAAAAAAABeY/1KOWVKccdkY/s400/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Tristan's friends parents...their son Aaron was in my kindergarten class....they are best buds!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKyP1FTtgI/AAAAAAAABeQ/Qv_08EcANUk/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355538891914065410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKyP1FTtgI/AAAAAAAABeQ/Qv_08EcANUk/s400/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend , Karen (kindergarten teacher at my school) and her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxxyVCy5I/AAAAAAAABeI/Ux1AVR_ajM0/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355538375778683794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxxyVCy5I/AAAAAAAABeI/Ux1AVR_ajM0/s400/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The men (Jason and David) talking in the kitchen...while grilling! (outside grill stopped working...ahhh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxxQfRP4I/AAAAAAAABeA/N43vN2SI6VY/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355538366694768514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxxQfRP4I/AAAAAAAABeA/N43vN2SI6VY/s400/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan and one of his best friends Micah (from school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxxaXHuQI/AAAAAAAABd4/A_kj8Uipg8A/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355538369344944386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxxaXHuQI/AAAAAAAABd4/A_kj8Uipg8A/s400/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marisol (she was in my class and her mom teaches 3rd grade at my school) and Kaleb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxxA3NVyI/AAAAAAAABdw/YVTXfVUKvJI/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355538362500208418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxxA3NVyI/AAAAAAAABdw/YVTXfVUKvJI/s400/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yolanda (her mom) and Marisol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxwx8uxrI/AAAAAAAABdo/oq0dsTjU-sY/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355538358496839346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxwx8uxrI/AAAAAAAABdo/oq0dsTjU-sY/s400/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Morgan (morgan is Tamara Tilley's daughter.  Tamara Tilley was Tristan's kindgarten teacher and of course my friend.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxAouJ4aI/AAAAAAAABdg/iA8nFzhH9GQ/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355537531386061218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxAouJ4aI/AAAAAAAABdg/iA8nFzhH9GQ/s400/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tamara enjoying the sun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxAYh1bBI/AAAAAAAABdY/I3ENwR_N7jM/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355537527039421458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxAYh1bBI/AAAAAAAABdY/I3ENwR_N7jM/s400/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cole (in my kindgarten class) and his mom Amy...we got to be good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxAJRZtxI/AAAAAAAABdQ/grj8oKASgU8/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355537522943964946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKxAJRZtxI/AAAAAAAABdQ/grj8oKASgU8/s400/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan on his Kindergarten graduation day! There is a video at the end of this with Tristan walking down the aisle for the kindergarten procession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKw__jsH3I/AAAAAAAABdI/TG4sF1N2eoA/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355537520336314226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKw__jsH3I/AAAAAAAABdI/TG4sF1N2eoA/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Tristan and his friend Aaron standing infront of the first grade sign....excited about going into first grade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKw_fN1iSI/AAAAAAAABdA/HfMs_6il2AQ/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355537511654721826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKw_fN1iSI/AAAAAAAABdA/HfMs_6il2AQ/s400/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan and his teacher Mrs. Tilley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKilu-INrI/AAAAAAAABcs/VP0XDIvpIIQ/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355521676044416690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKilu-INrI/AAAAAAAABcs/VP0XDIvpIIQ/s400/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is where Giselle and Sunny like to lay while we are swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKile6imMI/AAAAAAAABck/9E35fQMFbgo/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355521671734401218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKile6imMI/AAAAAAAABck/9E35fQMFbgo/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay so we had a water fight oneday and Jason threw us all into the pool in our clothes. Obviously the boys could just take off their shirts and continue to swim...but Alex didn't bother to go and change....she continued to swim in her clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKilPQr_SI/AAAAAAAABcc/bdZSGN1ev4s/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355521667532324130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKilPQr_SI/AAAAAAAABcc/bdZSGN1ev4s/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan wanted to use the fishing poles and plastic fish...he wore glasses....he was pretending to be an old man fishing...no idea where he got that idea....movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKe8B6-AmI/AAAAAAAABcU/OW_zrAgTFNI/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355517661042049634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKe8B6-AmI/AAAAAAAABcU/OW_zrAgTFNI/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb at his end of the year preformance. He is in the front row....looking so bored....hehe! The kids did dances in small groups. At the bottom is a video of Kaleb's dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKe7_5_V4I/AAAAAAAABcM/KIcPXmXPD-g/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355517660501071746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKe7_5_V4I/AAAAAAAABcM/KIcPXmXPD-g/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is kaleb and his teacher...as you can tell it was a 60's theme!! It was sooo fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKe7hcPD0I/AAAAAAAABcE/TkkWO4GwXik/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355517652323209026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKe7hcPD0I/AAAAAAAABcE/TkkWO4GwXik/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of one Kaleb and one of his best friends JJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKe7Zeg63I/AAAAAAAABb8/8i6Kobc_IU0/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355517650185284466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKe7Zeg63I/AAAAAAAABb8/8i6Kobc_IU0/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Kaleb's other cheek was the peace sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKWyQddmxI/AAAAAAAABb0/d-GcWaxuMeg/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355508697053109010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKWyQddmxI/AAAAAAAABb0/d-GcWaxuMeg/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex eating her breakfast outside...enjoying the weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKWyAQqsII/AAAAAAAABbs/YwKrAaExEWI/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355508692704473218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKWyAQqsII/AAAAAAAABbs/YwKrAaExEWI/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allana and Tristan playing checkers (sorry the photo is a little blurry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKWxwr5VRI/AAAAAAAABbk/9w5U4canfAg/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355508688523711762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKWxwr5VRI/AAAAAAAABbk/9w5U4canfAg/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the other half of the gang eating breakfast outside...yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKWxmrTKOI/AAAAAAAABbc/8HqEoxECovw/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355508685836855522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKWxmrTKOI/AAAAAAAABbc/8HqEoxECovw/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay....so to make a long story short...my sister (Tami) decides she is going to pop in and see us. My house was a mess and I was sooo embarrased and too busy to clean. My life was CRAZY! So bless her heart...she just started cleaning and I couldn't stop her...she would make the best maid!!! (hehe) Anyway, I love her sooo much!!! She cleaned areas that "no man has gone before"...go Tami, go Tami, go Tami! I hope that she gets more blessings than ever!!&lt;br /&gt;I call her...."Tami 911". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6dea8b74fcb4e35d" 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%3D6dea8b74fcb4e35d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B4C696758A2C7C651016C8BCA1E8A8A328440CA.1585169799A9AC67918862466F487D8D1427E471%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6dea8b74fcb4e35d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Df3Qj_txrVJc9e4MNa9K4mK2DtQU&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%3D6dea8b74fcb4e35d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B4C696758A2C7C651016C8BCA1E8A8A328440CA.1585169799A9AC67918862466F487D8D1427E471%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6dea8b74fcb4e35d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Df3Qj_txrVJc9e4MNa9K4mK2DtQU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Kaleb's group did a dance to "Ain't No Moutain High Enough". He is the 2nd to last in the line. As you can tell he doesn't know the dance very well. I feel really bad because they were learning it during our "very sick time" at our house. That's okay because he did his best and he looks soooo cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dcf4a9337f1a6dc3" 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://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddcf4a9337f1a6dc3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EAE3401807936B3EA30A5B1FE53224E45D6C24.1A18E975804774C7513060C5E9D32BCFC0BE9DD8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddcf4a9337f1a6dc3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcPfOpv9xe0jKELWIOVnl9O9GdL0&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://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddcf4a9337f1a6dc3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6EAE3401807936B3EA30A5B1FE53224E45D6C24.1A18E975804774C7513060C5E9D32BCFC0BE9DD8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddcf4a9337f1a6dc3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcPfOpv9xe0jKELWIOVnl9O9GdL0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This is Tristan walking down the aisle for his Kindgarten procession.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-6346046976832042790?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6dea8b74fcb4e35d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dcf4a9337f1a6dc3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6346046976832042790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=6346046976832042790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6346046976832042790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6346046976832042790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-pictures-and-thoughtsway-overdue.html' title='Random Pictures and Thoughts....way overdue!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SlKyQjhRo_I/AAAAAAAABeo/wZU7gp6_dcY/s72-c/101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-3907411544528265059</id><published>2009-06-26T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:48:16.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Dressed</title><content type='html'>So...in the morning I ask the kids to go upstairs and get dressed, brush their teeth, and make their beds. Many times I have to tell them to go back upstairs and try it again (different outfit). So today...I am in the kitchen and I hear them come down the stairs. Here is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan: "Hey you look good. You look like Halloween. Go show mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm thinking hmmm...Halloween)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleb: "I did good Trist"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleb: "Hey mom...I look good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "Wow Kaleb, you do look good! (kaleb smiling huge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually amazed because usually he comes downstairs wearing mix match colors or like a snowsuit and it is 100 outside.  So...when I heard "Halloween"....I didn't know what to expect. (Alex has been taking pictures of his crazy outfits)  I was pleasantly surprised to see he looked appropriate to go out in public...if we were to actually leave the house.  Then they went straight to playing the Wii.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-3907411544528265059?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3907411544528265059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=3907411544528265059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/3907411544528265059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/3907411544528265059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-dressed.html' title='Getting Dressed'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-2505290588254646651</id><published>2009-06-04T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:55:18.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Better!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so our house has been sick FOREVER!  Now we just have lingering coughs that are going away.  Today was the last day of school!!!! Yeah!!!!  However, teachers still have to report tomorrow.  Good News is: today was a half day.  Bad News:  I had to have a root canal today.  It was on a tooth that had already had a root canal done it...maybe 4 years ago.  So, when they numbed me up...I panicked silently for a little while because I felt like my tongue was the size of a footbal and I couldn't swallow.  Once I silently calmed down....I was fine from then on.  The doctor did a great job!!  He did a 100 times better than the first time I got a root canal...by another doctor.  Now I have to go and get a new crown made too.  Also the doctor figured out that I need to have another crown on the tooth behind it because it is cracking on the top of the filling.  Ahhhhh!!!!!  I promise I take care of my teeth!!!  Anyway, I've got some cute pictures that I will post soon from Tristan's Kindergarten graduation!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-2505290588254646651?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2505290588254646651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=2505290588254646651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/2505290588254646651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/2505290588254646651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-better.html' title='Finally Better!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-187777815262458639</id><published>2009-05-19T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:29:54.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Puking Continues!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I need an exterminator to come in and get rid of all the bad germs!!! 3:30 in the morning I hear, "MOM!" I jumped up and ran into the boys room. Kaleb has puked all over his bed and PJ's. Ahhhhh! I changed his clothes and sheets. Then went down stairs and got a barf pan for him. Tuked him back into bed and left both of our doors open....just incase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He slept through the night. No more throwing up.....until the morning.....and it continues! Jason stayed home with him so that I could go to work and Tristan went to school. Alex went to school and she is afraid that it is going to hit her next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My good friend (who teaches kindergarten also), Kristine, was so sweet and said that she would dismiss my class for me so that I could go home and play mommy. I started feeling icky about 12:00 anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So I called Jason on the way home and he said that he was soooo glad that I was coming home because Now.....he has it full blow!!! The throwing up and the runs!!! He can't be a good caretaker if his head is in the toilet also. He said that he was thinking about calling me earlier and asking me to come home to take care of him and Kaleb. Kaleb's hasn't thrown up as much as Tristan and I did, however he had alot coming out the other end. So...I have been running around my house with Clorox wipes and hand sanitizer...cleaning everything!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Who will be the next to be attacked? Alex is the only one who hasn't had it yet...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is the worse time of the school year for me to be out....we have a million different tests to be giving our students before the end of the school year!! I need a miracle!!!!! Keep our family in your prayers!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-187777815262458639?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/187777815262458639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=187777815262458639&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/187777815262458639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/187777815262458639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-puking-continues.html' title='And the Puking Continues!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-8255682166307005325</id><published>2009-05-18T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:27:06.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Not So Great Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started on Friday...we were at the Sock Hop and I got a call from Jay saying that Kaleb had fallen at McDonalds and he was bleeding all over and he didn't know if he needed stictches....so we left to go home and check it out. We couldn't tell through the hair...but we made the decision that he was fine.  So we go to yogurt and we are eating inside, when Grace, Alex's friend yells out..."I thought you were on a diet!"  Gee thanks Grace for announcing that to the yogurt shop (that part was just embarrasing...Grace if your reading this....don't worry....I still love you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at Kaleb's soccer game and before the game starts he falls and hurts his finger....he refuses to move it or bend it...even while he is playing I could see him babying that finger on the feild.  It started to swell and bruise....I thought he had broken it...but eventually we decided he just jammed his finger.  Onto the next kid....we are going to Costco.  Tristan keeps telling us he doesn't feel good...so we tell him to drink some water...maybe too much sun.  We stop at the gas station and barf...barf....barf.....all over himself and Jason's truck!!  He wasn't very happy with that. We clean him up...he says he feels okay to go to the store...we get to the store and he barfs...barfs....barfs   all infront of Costco.  Then we go into the store and he barfs....barfs.....barfs in the pharmacy trash can.  The pharmacy people are so nice they give us this barf bag for him...Thank goodness because he barfs again in the bag....when we pulled up in the driveway.  From that time on....Tristan throws up every 5-10 minutes (I started timming it).  He can't keep anything down.  When he had thrown up 16 times I began to lose count.  He also had the runs...how fun for him and me.  I was going to go to the ER but he finally fell asleep and I slept downstairs with him (on an air mattress) just in case.  I coughed the whole night with my own cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wake up and Tristan is still nauseated but still has the runs (he went through a number of pairs of underwear...by accident!  I told him he wasn't aloud to toot unless he was sitting ont he toilet...just incase).  About 7 am....guess who starts throwing up....Yep...me!  Jay was sick too...he never threw up....but had the other end of it.  We were such good parents on Sunday.  We both layed on the couch or the air mattress (Tristan too) and let the kids ransack the cupboards.  Kaleb: "mom, I'm hungry"  Mom: "go get something out of the cupboard"  Kaleb: "can I eat cookies?"  Mom: "Sure, eat anything you can reach and want".  What a bad day!!!  At least Kaleb and Alex are not sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not feeling well!  Kept Kaleb home too because I don't want to have to leave the house to take him and pick him up from school.  I know, I know...how lazy! Thats right!  Ya gotta do what ya gotta do!  Alex went to school (that is because she is a big girl to get herself ready and walk across the street to her friends house to catch her ride).  Anyway, we are hoping for a better day tomorrow!  Cross your fingers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-8255682166307005325?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8255682166307005325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=8255682166307005325&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/8255682166307005325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/8255682166307005325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-not-so-great-weekend.html' title='Our Not So Great Weekend!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-4418125002180160748</id><published>2009-05-18T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:02:32.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sock Hop and swimming!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so Alex had a Sock Hop at her school.  The pictures are going to be out of order...sorry!  This picture is on the way out the door.  Both of them were soooo cute!!  I escorted them to the Sock Hop and it was really fun to watch them get crazy and dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGOfZ4CzXI/AAAAAAAABbU/xuGdsdZD9n8/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337203703583788402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGOfZ4CzXI/AAAAAAAABbU/xuGdsdZD9n8/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Grace infront of a classic car...outside of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGOfdpVTTI/AAAAAAAABbM/VWeYswHos0U/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337203704595828018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGOfdpVTTI/AAAAAAAABbM/VWeYswHos0U/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture of Alex and her teacher, Mr. Rosensteel.  Her teacher won the dance contest!  Good job, Mr. Rosensteel!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGOfEdbBBI/AAAAAAAABbE/JGW7oeZ7DRU/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337203697834984466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGOfEdbBBI/AAAAAAAABbE/JGW7oeZ7DRU/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is some of her friends at the sock hop.  Alex was waiting in line to buy some cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGOewjiiOI/AAAAAAAABa8/m3CQW8-ys-0/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337203692491933922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGOewjiiOI/AAAAAAAABa8/m3CQW8-ys-0/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a full shot of their outfits...sorry it is a little blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGOewH147I/AAAAAAAABa0/oHsF0xiDlxg/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337203692375761842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGOewH147I/AAAAAAAABa0/oHsF0xiDlxg/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is a little more in focus. (Kennedy, Alex, and Grace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGNlurIgDI/AAAAAAAABas/QAH0r124tJY/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337202712734367794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGNlurIgDI/AAAAAAAABas/QAH0r124tJY/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While they were dancing the DJ said for the kids to show him their ugly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGNldzdLMI/AAAAAAAABak/mN_glvjZFHk/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337202708205874370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGNldzdLMI/AAAAAAAABak/mN_glvjZFHk/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is them dancing in the crowd.  The pictures are blurry.  The lighting kept making everything go fuzzy....it was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGNlF1YXBI/AAAAAAAABac/kmp7dboD7-M/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337202701771496466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGNlF1YXBI/AAAAAAAABac/kmp7dboD7-M/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was her Charlies Angels pose.  The DJ would randomly tell them to pose...it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGNlCGcA8I/AAAAAAAABaU/7HDcYs-efrw/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337202700769297346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGNlCGcA8I/AAAAAAAABaU/7HDcYs-efrw/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here was the Disco pose....can you see her in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGNk-0ctUI/AAAAAAAABaM/FaXbw4AG-Xc/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337202699888538946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGNk-0ctUI/AAAAAAAABaM/FaXbw4AG-Xc/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grace....before we left....before she was all sweaty from dancing.  Cute outfit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGMr56xNNI/AAAAAAAABaE/v8hxflXwHeI/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337201719320327378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGMr56xNNI/AAAAAAAABaE/v8hxflXwHeI/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Same for Alex....before the sweat!  The scarf around her neck is from my Grandma Stratford...she is no longer with us...so Alex was excited to be able to wear something of hers.  She loved the scarf so much that after the dance we went to yogurt and when she changed....she kept the scarf on...how cute is that....she even tried to wear it to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGMr4LA3SI/AAAAAAAABZ8/iKYzi4KUSaI/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337201718851591458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGMr4LA3SI/AAAAAAAABZ8/iKYzi4KUSaI/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The skirt was made by Julie and my mom when Julie was in elementary.  It was sooo exciting when she got to wear it.  Doesn't she look beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGMrv7QRJI/AAAAAAAABZ0/it0haJcD4IA/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337201716638008466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGMrv7QRJI/AAAAAAAABZ0/it0haJcD4IA/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     A full shot of their outfits....together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGMrUp9hiI/AAAAAAAABZs/V4W_wMN6ElY/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337201709317719586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGMrUp9hiI/AAAAAAAABZs/V4W_wMN6ElY/s400/117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went swimming the other day and Alex jumped into the pool and look at what a great picture this is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGMrGUZG7I/AAAAAAAABZk/yaPuiWz_bQQ/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337201705469156274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGMrGUZG7I/AAAAAAAABZk/yaPuiWz_bQQ/s400/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan is learning to swim across the pool...without floaties.  He is doing great.  He can swim...underwater....the length of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGL3-akISI/AAAAAAAABZc/plYt21aN1Js/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337200827174232354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGL3-akISI/AAAAAAAABZc/plYt21aN1Js/s400/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another great shot of Alex...jumping into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGL3oKqTYI/AAAAAAAABZU/356AHDSBmB4/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337200821201948034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGL3oKqTYI/AAAAAAAABZU/356AHDSBmB4/s400/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kaleb is jumping in.  He is also doing great....but he still needs to work on swimming with big arms and not doggie paddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGL3tY62xI/AAAAAAAABZM/Ep8IoLrrOK0/s1600-h/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337200822603930386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGL3tY62xI/AAAAAAAABZM/Ep8IoLrrOK0/s400/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her is Kaleb's splash!!!!  That was great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGL3b77jfI/AAAAAAAABZE/tZBJ-RXjI8o/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337200817918938610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGL3b77jfI/AAAAAAAABZE/tZBJ-RXjI8o/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took this picture because the flowers on the back wall are in full bloom and they smell so good that if we have the back door open we can smell them almost all the way upstairs. At night it looks like we have snow on our back wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGL3Ms-NSI/AAAAAAAABY8/FzvCM058Rps/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337200813829666082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGL3Ms-NSI/AAAAAAAABY8/FzvCM058Rps/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These boys were sneaking snacks in the kitchen and I caught them!!!  don't they look guilty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-12504d8ef3fed766" 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://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12504d8ef3fed766%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D444CD271779B0086A8A7AB44892FD528A2C5BEFE.49E6670FBD7FEF351CBD05DBEFD462D4C90766F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12504d8ef3fed766%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPIKtNijLL3ARaqB4pFYfQ0AEMGA&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://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12504d8ef3fed766%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D444CD271779B0086A8A7AB44892FD528A2C5BEFE.49E6670FBD7FEF351CBD05DBEFD462D4C90766F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12504d8ef3fed766%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPIKtNijLL3ARaqB4pFYfQ0AEMGA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Here is Alex dancing at the Sock Hop!  It is so cute!&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3e7cc2f37727fdf2" 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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e7cc2f37727fdf2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B9A73703FBEFEF0DCDC52D63FCD1EB026CB91C6.FA5C6DD4CBC89139BDB7A210E9F89545B11029C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e7cc2f37727fdf2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D37FFVlhebtplue00sQiRS7tjqZY&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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e7cc2f37727fdf2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B9A73703FBEFEF0DCDC52D63FCD1EB026CB91C6.FA5C6DD4CBC89139BDB7A210E9F89545B11029C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e7cc2f37727fdf2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D37FFVlhebtplue00sQiRS7tjqZY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;The DJ called all the parents with cameras to come to the front of the stage, so that we could take pictures and it was so cute because Alex is "riding the pony" like the DJ told them to do and then she blows me a kiss up on stage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-4418125002180160748?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=12504d8ef3fed766&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3e7cc2f37727fdf2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4418125002180160748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=4418125002180160748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4418125002180160748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4418125002180160748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/sock-hop-and-swimming.html' title='Sock Hop and swimming!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ShGOfZ4CzXI/AAAAAAAABbU/xuGdsdZD9n8/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-1500287341756523574</id><published>2009-04-20T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:52:52.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming  Pictures...fun!</title><content type='html'>Okay....so it was soooo fun to beable to get out of school and say to my kids, "boy is it hot outside...let's go swimming."  So we ran home, changed into our suits, and jumped into the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0l6eUB83I/AAAAAAAABY0/DoQs662AB1w/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326955620748882802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0l6eUB83I/AAAAAAAABY0/DoQs662AB1w/s400/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jay blew up this raft this afternoon....he went swimming in the middle of his day since he had a little down time.  We had fun laying on the raft until my daughter and husband attacked me and Kaleb with buckets of water....till we fell off of the raft and into the pool.  The water was perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0l6eWahmI/AAAAAAAABYs/D4qcmMqdrnU/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326955620758881890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0l6eWahmI/AAAAAAAABYs/D4qcmMqdrnU/s400/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephanie and their kids came over for a BBQ and we all went swimming this past weekend!  In the hot tub is Tristan, Zack, Alex, Mathew, Kaleb, and Kia.  They were warming up after swimming in the pool.  It was fun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-1500287341756523574?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1500287341756523574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=1500287341756523574&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1500287341756523574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1500287341756523574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/swimming-picturesfun.html' title='Swimming  Pictures...fun!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0l6eUB83I/AAAAAAAABY0/DoQs662AB1w/s72-c/073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-1196689121527927244</id><published>2009-04-20T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:36:46.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opening Soccer Season!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay...so both kids moved up in the age groups.  Kaleb is in the 4-5 bracket and Tristan is in the 6-7 bracket.  It is exciting to watch their games!!  Kaleb is the Bulldogs and Tristan is the Wolves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0hhODxysI/AAAAAAAABYk/AMRp1bqN35s/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326950788842506946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0hhODxysI/AAAAAAAABYk/AMRp1bqN35s/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at me Dad....I get to play goalie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0hg2JAv6I/AAAAAAAABYc/gi2aPe1EyaY/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326950782422007714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0hg2JAv6I/AAAAAAAABYc/gi2aPe1EyaY/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everytime the ball came close he would do this dance...it was really funny to watch.  His arms and legs were moving everywhere like he was a chicken flapping his wings in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0hgpifPJI/AAAAAAAABYU/FdB6Se84GnQ/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326950779039202450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0hgpifPJI/AAAAAAAABYU/FdB6Se84GnQ/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Tristan in his game.  His coach assigns positions and his is to run the whole feild.  He is doing great.  I wish I could remember the name of his position.  Come on Soccer people...if your reading this (my cousin Melanie) what is the name of that position.  It is the one kind of in the middle.  Anyway!  He is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0hgQGQxmI/AAAAAAAABYM/RdRFYVMNRDM/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326950772209927778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0hgQGQxmI/AAAAAAAABYM/RdRFYVMNRDM/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan looked half asleep.  We had to be to his game at 8:00 am.  Kaleb had a game right after.  He looks excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0hgV2NweI/AAAAAAAABYE/tuswb3ipcSc/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326950773753233890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0hgV2NweI/AAAAAAAABYE/tuswb3ipcSc/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how cool....their numbers are 4 and 5.   Tristan wanted me to take this picture...he is so funny....because he noticed this too.  I will be taking more pictures of Alex at softball and posting those too.  (She just won her last game and their whole team got to go to Dairy Queen....fat time for me!!)&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/3331086202859531654-1196689121527927244?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1196689121527927244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=1196689121527927244&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1196689121527927244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1196689121527927244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/opening-soccer-season.html' title='Opening Soccer Season!!!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0hhODxysI/AAAAAAAABYk/AMRp1bqN35s/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-1056263116836786142</id><published>2009-04-20T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:24:03.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0eYc0WDDI/AAAAAAAABX8/YN_WdfDRU7k/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326947339650599986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0eYc0WDDI/AAAAAAAABX8/YN_WdfDRU7k/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex is making us egg salad sandwiches on Easter morning.....yum, yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0eWiHORkI/AAAAAAAABX0/EPyvceM5Q14/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326947306712221250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0eWiHORkI/AAAAAAAABX0/EPyvceM5Q14/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating easter candy....look at the chocolate that Kaleb is shoving into his mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cttryVmI/AAAAAAAABXs/tqNKdhfP8ms/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326945505932105314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cttryVmI/AAAAAAAABXs/tqNKdhfP8ms/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting ready to come down the stairs and find eggs....look at Kaleb...he does these funny looking faces at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0ctfk4QzI/AAAAAAAABXk/WzJ8261SSKM/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326945502145037106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0ctfk4QzI/AAAAAAAABXk/WzJ8261SSKM/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the eggs that the kids decorated...cute huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0ctZ9LpHI/AAAAAAAABXc/CSe4oK7NuI8/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326945500636357746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0ctZ9LpHI/AAAAAAAABXc/CSe4oK7NuI8/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was such a funny picture.  We were trying to take a nice picture infront of the eggs the night before Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0ctF6675I/AAAAAAAABXU/sYPRo_Q5m50/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326945495258165138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0ctF6675I/AAAAAAAABXU/sYPRo_Q5m50/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We attempted a few times and dad kept interferring....with his bunny ear fingers...silly dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cs6XwmNI/AAAAAAAABXM/p0Rj7pfmfY4/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326945492157896914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cs6XwmNI/AAAAAAAABXM/p0Rj7pfmfY4/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is that funny face that Kaleb makes again...I don't get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cEhUXidI/AAAAAAAABXE/dIUtLfy32GA/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326944798238018002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cEhUXidI/AAAAAAAABXE/dIUtLfy32GA/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is a nice smile from both of my boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cERumHlI/AAAAAAAABW8/Bb8ivYlMOqk/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326944794053058130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cERumHlI/AAAAAAAABW8/Bb8ivYlMOqk/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb looks really bored while he is waiting for his turn with the egg dipper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cEUYBZzI/AAAAAAAABW0/k10otag4SbI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326944794763683634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cEUYBZzI/AAAAAAAABW0/k10otag4SbI/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan was decorating with the white crayon.  He was drawing an Easter Bunny with a basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cENS_7NI/AAAAAAAABWs/S4vUN0v8mtE/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326944792863567058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cENS_7NI/AAAAAAAABWs/S4vUN0v8mtE/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is naughty Sunny!  Do you want to know why she is in the cage.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cD3Sv6NI/AAAAAAAABWk/cB_UHSg-74I/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326944786956937426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0cD3Sv6NI/AAAAAAAABWk/cB_UHSg-74I/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the bag of soil that she ripped open....twice!  I swept this up once and she did it again!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!  We still love her!!! Her name should be Twinkie instead of Sunny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3331086202859531654-1056263116836786142?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1056263116836786142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=1056263116836786142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1056263116836786142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1056263116836786142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter :)'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/Se0eYc0WDDI/AAAAAAAABX8/YN_WdfDRU7k/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-5853007297234637642</id><published>2009-04-12T18:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:23:19.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Terri and Silver's...so fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKdU2h5ahI/AAAAAAAABWc/AK0SQaGV3xo/s1600-h/PC300078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323990691065981458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKdU2h5ahI/AAAAAAAABWc/AK0SQaGV3xo/s400/PC300078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture got put into the mix....it was not taken at Terri's.  This is Alex, Grace, and Lily in our hot tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKdUm4m7FI/AAAAAAAABWU/fr6C1eSWV4Q/s1600-h/PC300064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323990686866271314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKdUm4m7FI/AAAAAAAABWU/fr6C1eSWV4Q/s400/PC300064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Lily were playing around with the camera.  This was also not taken at Terri's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKdUWmTvSI/AAAAAAAABWM/wOPYV_PpKWA/s1600-h/P4100137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323990682494549282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKdUWmTvSI/AAAAAAAABWM/wOPYV_PpKWA/s400/P4100137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silver had fallen asleep with his feet on Kaleb's head...when I tried to take the picture he woke up and was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKcIfPMDqI/AAAAAAAABWE/HdDQZWaAQsE/s1600-h/P4100122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323989379143437986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKcIfPMDqI/AAAAAAAABWE/HdDQZWaAQsE/s400/P4100122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan got to go to Silver's class for his Easter party.  How cool was that!!  Silver's teacher is sooo nice. Sorry it is sideways...just turn your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKcIAaYkwI/AAAAAAAABV8/ldrFBRgUuVA/s1600-h/P4100114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323989370868896514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKcIAaYkwI/AAAAAAAABV8/ldrFBRgUuVA/s400/P4100114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are eating cookies in Silver's classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKcH-hHWZI/AAAAAAAABV0/VaqGHu43RyU/s1600-h/P4100109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323989370360256914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKcH-hHWZI/AAAAAAAABV0/VaqGHu43RyU/s400/P4100109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a picture of ourselves in Silver's classroom.  It was probably the first time....since I had been there....that we actually curled our hair and put makeup on....hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKcHnWYbtI/AAAAAAAABVs/7uPvx8JkZWw/s1600-h/P4100106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323989364141223634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKcHnWYbtI/AAAAAAAABVs/7uPvx8JkZWw/s400/P4100106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terri was teaching the Bunny Hop dance to Silver's class.  Sorry Terri!  I had to blog this picture...I picked a good one though!  Do you see Silver and Tristan behind Terri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKcHQ2FHDI/AAAAAAAABVk/AKd9eMpnkuc/s1600-h/P4100101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323989358100159538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKcHQ2FHDI/AAAAAAAABVk/AKd9eMpnkuc/s400/P4100101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silver and Tristan made Easter bags for putting the Easter eggs in during the Easter Egg hunt.  Sorry it's sideways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKbKdPgr3I/AAAAAAAABVc/vBqRHH6X_v8/s1600-h/P4100095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323988313456029554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKbKdPgr3I/AAAAAAAABVc/vBqRHH6X_v8/s400/P4100095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are cutting and coloring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKbKEDLNhI/AAAAAAAABVU/jNzzY8uw7Io/s1600-h/P4100094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323988306693404178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKbKEDLNhI/AAAAAAAABVU/jNzzY8uw7Io/s400/P4100094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is me and my sweeties! (in silver's classroom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKbJyyeZvI/AAAAAAAABVM/SHhdVWY_Yb0/s1600-h/P4090079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323988302059955954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKbJyyeZvI/AAAAAAAABVM/SHhdVWY_Yb0/s400/P4090079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Teave at Silver and Mia's soccer game!  It was really cold!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKbJumJ-5I/AAAAAAAABVE/Sa9pVqFbZRY/s1600-h/P4090077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323988300934544274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKbJumJ-5I/AAAAAAAABVE/Sa9pVqFbZRY/s400/P4090077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia was just skipping around on the feild!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKbJb1Ec7I/AAAAAAAABU8/pux3idRkLis/s1600-h/P4090070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323988295896822706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKbJb1Ec7I/AAAAAAAABU8/pux3idRkLis/s400/P4090070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is great....but a little out of focus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKaVVPB2tI/AAAAAAAABU0/bT34YApQVlA/s1600-h/P4090064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323987400773458642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKaVVPB2tI/AAAAAAAABU0/bT34YApQVlA/s400/P4090064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex is such a great babysitter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKaVWhM1XI/AAAAAAAABUs/8ZXTOwicvZ8/s1600-h/P4090062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323987401118111090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKaVWhM1XI/AAAAAAAABUs/8ZXTOwicvZ8/s400/P4090062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle silver got out his handcuffs and handcuffed the children....if you look in the background you can see Silver trying to unlock Kaleb.  Mia is sooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKaVH690II/AAAAAAAABUk/6UGNzm9ODhE/s1600-h/P4090061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323987397199646850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKaVH690II/AAAAAAAABUk/6UGNzm9ODhE/s400/P4090061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super Tristan trying to break out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKaU9AJB0I/AAAAAAAABUc/8i-cTbraAlI/s1600-h/P4090057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323987394268563266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKaU9AJB0I/AAAAAAAABUc/8i-cTbraAlI/s400/P4090057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I would like to borrow these handcuffs to lock up the children more often!! hehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKaUhusjmI/AAAAAAAABUU/s_w1HES0-VA/s1600-h/P4090054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323987386947636834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKaUhusjmI/AAAAAAAABUU/s_w1HES0-VA/s400/P4090054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex made oven pancakes for us! Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKYs8SqzTI/AAAAAAAABUM/iq6Wah72XUw/s1600-h/P4090055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323985607371443506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKYs8SqzTI/AAAAAAAABUM/iq6Wah72XUw/s400/P4090055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing a game while waiting for breakfast.....hurry and cook Alex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKYsiCZLBI/AAAAAAAABUE/O8_9cfhcnUY/s1600-h/P4080046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323985600323857426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKYsiCZLBI/AAAAAAAABUE/O8_9cfhcnUY/s400/P4080046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Asleep after a movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKYsf-v6rI/AAAAAAAABT8/rIDD-FzwWG4/s1600-h/P4080045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323985599771699890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKYsf-v6rI/AAAAAAAABT8/rIDD-FzwWG4/s400/P4080045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So is Kaleb......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKYr2xrrcI/AAAAAAAABT0/--Mg4gSLGd8/s1600-h/P4080047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323985588711042498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKYr2xrrcI/AAAAAAAABT0/--Mg4gSLGd8/s400/P4080047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan was the first asleep every night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKYrXshz8I/AAAAAAAABTs/SmGt0-GVa_4/s1600-h/P4080043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323985580367925186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKYrXshz8I/AAAAAAAABTs/SmGt0-GVa_4/s400/P4080043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kristine came to play with us!!  Lilah is soooo cute!  It was tough to get her to smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKXtKg6ZTI/AAAAAAAABTk/v8JQQbV2u_4/s1600-h/P4080041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323984511677654322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKXtKg6ZTI/AAAAAAAABTk/v8JQQbV2u_4/s400/P4080041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKXs7wWhZI/AAAAAAAABTc/dxd_bkX2Few/s1600-h/P4080035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323984507715880338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKXs7wWhZI/AAAAAAAABTc/dxd_bkX2Few/s400/P4080035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia picking her nose!!!  MMMMM yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKXsrdzC-I/AAAAAAAABTU/4-BcfUM6l7s/s1600-h/P4080032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323984503343090658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKXsrdzC-I/AAAAAAAABTU/4-BcfUM6l7s/s400/P4080032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enthralled in a movie!! Mia, Sophie, Kaleb, Tristan, Silver, Alex, and Chloe. They were watching Bedtime Stories.  Cute movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKXsTVppCI/AAAAAAAABTM/RrDhGFDOu84/s1600-h/P4080030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323984496866468898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKXsTVppCI/AAAAAAAABTM/RrDhGFDOu84/s400/P4080030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing hide-n-seek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKXsKIFA-I/AAAAAAAABTE/whLViy06waQ/s1600-h/P4080029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323984494393623522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKXsKIFA-I/AAAAAAAABTE/whLViy06waQ/s400/P4080029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb and Alex behind the futon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKWchh5OYI/AAAAAAAABS8/CT3X_Z2GhSM/s1600-h/P4080027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323983126286383490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKWchh5OYI/AAAAAAAABS8/CT3X_Z2GhSM/s400/P4080027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan is playing the Wii.  What a shock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKWcoQXtKI/AAAAAAAABS0/OiOE8yosQ4Y/s1600-h/P4080026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323983128091931810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKWcoQXtKI/AAAAAAAABS0/OiOE8yosQ4Y/s400/P4080026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teave is soooo squishy!!  I love him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKWcbopmDI/AAAAAAAABSs/wht76Gouexw/s1600-h/P4080022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323983124704106546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKWcbopmDI/AAAAAAAABSs/wht76Gouexw/s400/P4080022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my sweet nephew!!!  He loves me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKWcBB9UEI/AAAAAAAABSk/sxIe7EtISVg/s1600-h/P4080020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323983117562499138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKWcBB9UEI/AAAAAAAABSk/sxIe7EtISVg/s400/P4080020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the swing set!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKWb36anlI/AAAAAAAABSc/iC67BysZcp8/s1600-h/P4080016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323983115114946130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKWb36anlI/AAAAAAAABSc/iC67BysZcp8/s400/P4080016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing in the backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKVZO9A2XI/AAAAAAAABSU/VPB20SuOvWI/s1600-h/P4080015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323981970248620402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKVZO9A2XI/AAAAAAAABSU/VPB20SuOvWI/s400/P4080015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice face Kaleb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKVYz1uKEI/AAAAAAAABSM/RHxyBeqa-mE/s1600-h/P4080014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323981962970277954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKVYz1uKEI/AAAAAAAABSM/RHxyBeqa-mE/s400/P4080014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Terri....don't hate us because we look sooooo beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKVYvWyZ5I/AAAAAAAABSE/fmXZeX9xKjw/s1600-h/P4080005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323981961766791058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKVYvWyZ5I/AAAAAAAABSE/fmXZeX9xKjw/s400/P4080005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the trampoline!  The best entertainer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKVYI1YYxI/AAAAAAAABR8/Lforc6bDFkA/s1600-h/P4080006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323981951426126610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKVYI1YYxI/AAAAAAAABR8/Lforc6bDFkA/s400/P4080006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice hair Mia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKVXyb_uvI/AAAAAAAABR0/XFkVsxHjsBc/s1600-h/P4080002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323981945414073074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKVXyb_uvI/AAAAAAAABR0/XFkVsxHjsBc/s400/P4080002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got to witness the first time he was crawling!!!  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Pictures from Alex's camera!</title><content type='html'>Yeah!  I finally was able to get Alex's pictures off of her camera!  Thanks Julie for helping me!!  She stayed up till like 2:45am trying to get them all downloaded to a CD and it wasn't working very well.  Here are random pictures that have been stuck on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKCtC92NaI/AAAAAAAABRs/ThkxW5OVM-g/s1600-h/P2280324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323961419907347874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKCtC92NaI/AAAAAAAABRs/ThkxW5OVM-g/s400/P2280324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this was sooo cute of Jason and Tristan asleep on the couch.  My little Tristan is exactly like me.  He can fall asleep anywhere....at anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKCssgeB8I/AAAAAAAABRk/zDTfGsbV8Bs/s1600-h/P2280323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323961413878548418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKCssgeB8I/AAAAAAAABRk/zDTfGsbV8Bs/s400/P2280323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Alex's birthday cake.  I know you are probably wondering why we took a picture with part of it cut out.  Well Jay and I were stupid parents and started dishing it up when we realized that we hadn't sung happy birthday yet. (video at the end of the pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKCsSCKuII/AAAAAAAABRc/tq9qNriwktE/s1600-h/P2260318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323961406772131970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKCsSCKuII/AAAAAAAABRc/tq9qNriwktE/s400/P2260318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met at CiCi's pizza buffet for her dinner.  Kari (Grace's mom) and Grace (one Alex's best friends), Rhonda (one of my best friends) and her kids, and Grandma Becky met all of us there.  It was really crazy there because one of the near by schools was doing a fundraiser and we could barely find seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKBdyCk58I/AAAAAAAABRU/zJFV2UCqluk/s1600-h/P2260315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323960058154117058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKBdyCk58I/AAAAAAAABRU/zJFV2UCqluk/s400/P2260315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Alex's birthday outfit she wore to school.  I can't remember how to turn the picture the correct way!  Sorry! (see our pool in the background....can't wait for summer!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKBdjzLM4I/AAAAAAAABRM/UwpAqFB-owo/s1600-h/P2220314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323960054331421570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKBdjzLM4I/AAAAAAAABRM/UwpAqFB-owo/s400/P2220314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Cedar for a trip and Tristan fell asleep in the car.  Funny huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKBdXCR0LI/AAAAAAAABRE/lUVTKaNbvnI/s1600-h/P2220313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323960050905108658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKBdXCR0LI/AAAAAAAABRE/lUVTKaNbvnI/s400/P2220313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb fell asleep and his head kept going down...down...down...until he was practically ontop of Alex who was also asleep.  The progression pictures of his head falling are really funny to see.  This would be the last of the set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKBdc__XkI/AAAAAAAABQ8/qia_P2gGz7Y/s1600-h/P2220306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323960052506123842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKBdc__XkI/AAAAAAAABQ8/qia_P2gGz7Y/s400/P2220306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Park Discovery and had some fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKBdGFXE0I/AAAAAAAABQ0/ht8TVFBND50/s1600-h/P2220303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323960046354633538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKBdGFXE0I/AAAAAAAABQ0/ht8TVFBND50/s400/P2220303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys loved this tire swing!  I was soooo afraid that one of them were going to let go when they were spinning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ_woZRvEI/AAAAAAAABQs/HQTqQTLYVRw/s1600-h/P2220302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323958182959234114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ_woZRvEI/AAAAAAAABQs/HQTqQTLYVRw/s400/P2220302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb and Daddy were hiding....I found them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ_wcI1cUI/AAAAAAAABQk/Lfeup-Imp7k/s1600-h/P2220301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323958179669045570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ_wcI1cUI/AAAAAAAABQk/Lfeup-Imp7k/s400/P2220301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pull Tristan!  Use those muscles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ_wGdpqkI/AAAAAAAABQc/30IWnjmRp9A/s1600-h/P2220300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323958173850774082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ_wGdpqkI/AAAAAAAABQc/30IWnjmRp9A/s400/P2220300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again!  I am sorry....I can't remember how to turn the picture the right way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ_wP4OqsI/AAAAAAAABQU/7-56cQSA7Jg/s1600-h/P2210294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323958176378170050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ_wP4OqsI/AAAAAAAABQU/7-56cQSA7Jg/s400/P2210294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went swimming in the indoor pool at the Abbey Inn.  I use to work there in college and sooo of course where do you think we wanted to stay!  We rented the room with the kitchen in it.  It's a very nice suite.  If you go to Cedar you should try out the rooms there.  They also have this awesome homecooked breakfast that is cooked in this house behind the Abbey Inn.  It is like their own personal restaurant.  Anyway....we met Greg and Cindy....and their kids of course and they got a room next to us.  It was fun for Cindy and I because we got to go and visit with Susan...who we both use to work for and still love!!!  Susan...if your reading this....thanks for taking the time to visit with us!!!  We love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ_v1k5ugI/AAAAAAAABQM/A-WCCbH2xqA/s1600-h/P2210290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323958169317784066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ_v1k5ugI/AAAAAAAABQM/A-WCCbH2xqA/s400/P2210290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ate at Hermies our favorite restaurant in Cedar.  I had to split a Hermie burger with Cindy because they are way toooo big for me to eat by myself!  I also had fries, fry sauce (only in Utah), and of course the best Vanilla Coke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ-r9ZHjfI/AAAAAAAABQE/dUblKRSfng4/s1600-h/P2210289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957003184737778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ-r9ZHjfI/AAAAAAAABQE/dUblKRSfng4/s400/P2210289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the kids rocking out with the juke box!  Tyler must have not liked the song....it looks like he is plugging his ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ-rn4U9GI/AAAAAAAABP8/kjI6RENI4fg/s1600-h/P2210288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323956997410059362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ-rn4U9GI/AAAAAAAABP8/kjI6RENI4fg/s400/P2210288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Greg was sooo happy to be at Hermies....finally!  He kept asking all morning....if it was lunch yet...so we could go eat at Hermies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ-re81_WI/AAAAAAAABP0/xgyxL27zPxo/s1600-h/P2210287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323956995013082466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ-re81_WI/AAAAAAAABP0/xgyxL27zPxo/s400/P2210287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We walked around SUU campus and here is a family photo....too bad Trevor had the sun in his eyes and Tyler was throwing a tantrum and wouldn't look at the picture.  Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ-rBoQFEI/AAAAAAAABPs/bO0sI8fSwv8/s1600-h/P2210283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323956987142083650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ-rBoQFEI/AAAAAAAABPs/bO0sI8fSwv8/s400/P2210283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute kids picture....sorry it's sideways!  Just turn your head sideways to look at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ-q47dtvI/AAAAAAAABPk/YRNgMSCFaAw/s1600-h/P2210280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323956984806749938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ-q47dtvI/AAAAAAAABPk/YRNgMSCFaAw/s400/P2210280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our family photo....thanks Greg for putting your big thumb in the corner of the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ9H979Q-I/AAAAAAAABPc/XDBH4VuSmfs/s1600-h/P2210277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323955285343945698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ9H979Q-I/AAAAAAAABPc/XDBH4VuSmfs/s400/P2210277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was one of our favorite courtyards at SUU.  This was the best place to relax or play catch in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ9Ht8fuoI/AAAAAAAABPU/VvCAraXJLNA/s1600-h/P2210276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323955281051236994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ9Ht8fuoI/AAAAAAAABPU/VvCAraXJLNA/s400/P2210276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were shady areas that still had patches of snow....so of course the kids had to play in the snow. (Tristan, Tyler, Kaleb, Alex, and Trevor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ9HhtE-YI/AAAAAAAABPM/skWTyZ3jaG0/s1600-h/P2210274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323955277765343618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ9HhtE-YI/AAAAAAAABPM/skWTyZ3jaG0/s400/P2210274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the cutest picture of Jason and Megan (Greg and Cindy's little girl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ9HS6KXRI/AAAAAAAABPE/xMQNJmvI1Ks/s1600-h/P2210271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323955273793690898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ9HS6KXRI/AAAAAAAABPE/xMQNJmvI1Ks/s400/P2210271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We came to relax in the Sharwin Smith Center (Student Center area or lounge area)  We don't know what to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ9HAUiHNI/AAAAAAAABO8/-U_rJzB2PNQ/s1600-h/P2210267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323955268804025554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ9HAUiHNI/AAAAAAAABO8/-U_rJzB2PNQ/s400/P2210267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us relaxing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ7MSHnj-I/AAAAAAAABO0/wtkI4UeqCdc/s1600-h/P2210264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953160457785314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ7MSHnj-I/AAAAAAAABO0/wtkI4UeqCdc/s400/P2210264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhh!  The memories of when we use to come and fall asleep in between classes on these couches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ7MBXVMuI/AAAAAAAABOs/7LzzeitTEFA/s1600-h/P2210265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953155960287970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ7MBXVMuI/AAAAAAAABOs/7LzzeitTEFA/s400/P2210265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is it time to go to Hermies yet? (That's actually what he just said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ7L9NM_FI/AAAAAAAABOk/GU3RP9JPNkQ/s1600-h/P2210251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953154844064850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ7L9NM_FI/AAAAAAAABOk/GU3RP9JPNkQ/s400/P2210251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We told the kids about our college sleeping habits and they wanted to try out the couches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ7LuBsxoI/AAAAAAAABOc/60wMTfNbap8/s1600-h/P2210246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953150769284738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ7LuBsxoI/AAAAAAAABOc/60wMTfNbap8/s400/P2210246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is cute little Megan (Greg and Cindy's little girl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ7LZp8r4I/AAAAAAAABOU/TGQ0iZEml20/s1600-h/P1140235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323953145300955010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ7LZp8r4I/AAAAAAAABOU/TGQ0iZEml20/s400/P1140235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan and Kaleb eating a brownie at Kaleb's parents night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ3TQ-zzQI/AAAAAAAABOM/eF3NteAR3c0/s1600-h/P1030122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323948882364976386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ3TQ-zzQI/AAAAAAAABOM/eF3NteAR3c0/s400/P1030122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Hoover Dam and Alex and Grace thought that it looked really scarey over the edge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ3TPribgI/AAAAAAAABOE/VRSpnZbDXxM/s1600-h/P1030112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323948882015710722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ3TPribgI/AAAAAAAABOE/VRSpnZbDXxM/s400/P1030112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We of course needed a sunglass picture for Terri to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ3THePF5I/AAAAAAAABN8/AcIkEQAeNig/s1600-h/P1030110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323948879812433810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ3THePF5I/AAAAAAAABN8/AcIkEQAeNig/s400/P1030110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace and Alex infront of Hoover Dam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ3S8Nu4rI/AAAAAAAABN0/XjbEpnZzATQ/s1600-h/P1030119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323948876790424242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ3S8Nu4rI/AAAAAAAABN0/XjbEpnZzATQ/s400/P1030119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family picture infront of the dam.  Soooo....Jason thought that it was really funny to make alot of "Dam" jokes and Tristan was catching on.  For example:  Let's take some "dam" pictures.  Well this went on and on.  Well we told Tristan if he said the word "dam" it had to have the word "Hoover" infront of it.  Just to cover our butts incase he decided to make a "dam" joke at school.  That would be embarrasing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ3Sj7_FZI/AAAAAAAABNs/K_n9Mlvgvz8/s1600-h/P1010101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323948870273537426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeJ3Sj7_FZI/AAAAAAAABNs/K_n9Mlvgvz8/s400/P1010101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Alex and Grace banging pans at midnight...on New Years Eve. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-35bd53c14d07ea13" 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://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D35bd53c14d07ea13%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC4AD2DFD1EB9E1D564244481DB68428271C3168.6489EE7101586C40F43E916E61E3CC0560D4BFB5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D35bd53c14d07ea13%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D21grXTMpQ3ltJfJuST8KJ2YL9Fk&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://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D35bd53c14d07ea13%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC4AD2DFD1EB9E1D564244481DB68428271C3168.6489EE7101586C40F43E916E61E3CC0560D4BFB5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D35bd53c14d07ea13%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D21grXTMpQ3ltJfJuST8KJ2YL9Fk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Here is Alex's birthday song video.  I thought that it was really funny.  Anyway...remember I already explained why the cake is already cut into before the singing...oops!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-6543449363457828406?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=35bd53c14d07ea13&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6543449363457828406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=6543449363457828406&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6543449363457828406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6543449363457828406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeah-pictures-from-alexs-camera.html' title='Yeah! Pictures from Alex&apos;s camera!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SeKCtC92NaI/AAAAAAAABRs/ThkxW5OVM-g/s72-c/P2280324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-7336224417509251938</id><published>2009-04-02T20:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:51:02.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found more pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWFo9FEUGI/AAAAAAAABNk/PF7G-GBPung/s1600-h/470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320305473445187682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWFo9FEUGI/AAAAAAAABNk/PF7G-GBPung/s400/470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan got Student of the Month for March.  He was sooo excited!!  His awards assembly was at 8:15 am, so Jason came and brought Kaleb and Alex with him....then took them to school at 9:00 am.  Tristan was soooo happy to have his whole family there.  Obviously I was there since I work there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWFopQgkiI/AAAAAAAABNU/ULxAeHldvdg/s1600-h/466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320305468124467746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWFopQgkiI/AAAAAAAABNU/ULxAeHldvdg/s400/466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan was in a play called...."Bugz".  He was an Army Ant....and was also a captain in the Army Ants song.  He did soooo great.  He had his parts memorized along with the song and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWD7tmHuJI/AAAAAAAABNM/P_OrlG1TIYE/s1600-h/465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320303596683114642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWD7tmHuJI/AAAAAAAABNM/P_OrlG1TIYE/s400/465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made him pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWD7fGaP3I/AAAAAAAABNE/Z3kiEwDl8EY/s1600-h/464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320303592792014706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWD7fGaP3I/AAAAAAAABNE/Z3kiEwDl8EY/s400/464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made him pose again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWD7dQqigI/AAAAAAAABM8/X291ZuZ17c4/s1600-h/462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320303592298154498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWD7dQqigI/AAAAAAAABM8/X291ZuZ17c4/s400/462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan lost a tooth at school.  They gave him a tooth necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWD7c9NAnI/AAAAAAAABM0/ZZAYFgRAdWU/s1600-h/459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320303592216527474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWD7c9NAnI/AAAAAAAABM0/ZZAYFgRAdWU/s400/459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you see the space on the bottom....where he lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWD7ARfdbI/AAAAAAAABMs/ztOnuB2KkeI/s1600-h/458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320303584516994482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWD7ARfdbI/AAAAAAAABMs/ztOnuB2KkeI/s400/458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I caught Kaleb sitting in the back seat of the car....and if anyone knows my husband Jason....they all know that he has a bad habit of sitting this same way....stretching out his shirts.  Kaleb told me he was sitting just like daddy does.  I laughed sooo hard and then grabbed the camera.&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/3331086202859531654-7336224417509251938?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7336224417509251938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=7336224417509251938&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/7336224417509251938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/7336224417509251938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/found-more-pictures.html' title='Found more pictures!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdWFo9FEUGI/AAAAAAAABNk/PF7G-GBPung/s72-c/470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-4772136044831672109</id><published>2009-04-02T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:00:11.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pics!</title><content type='html'>I am still working on getting the pictures off of Alex's camera. Maybe my sister, Julie, can help me when I go up and visit on Spring Break. She has a card slot on her computer (I don't). Then I can put them on a CD. If your reading this Julie....be prepared to help me!! I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVSreCEF5I/AAAAAAAABMk/5CEhPfph8Rc/s1600-h/538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320249441557682066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVSreCEF5I/AAAAAAAABMk/5CEhPfph8Rc/s400/538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was soooo cute because Sunny and Giselle had their heads on each others paws...but then I tried to take their picture and they moved!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVSqzxI5sI/AAAAAAAABMc/ayzbEo0VMIU/s1600-h/534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320249430212404930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVSqzxI5sI/AAAAAAAABMc/ayzbEo0VMIU/s400/534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at how Giselle is sitting. She is such a lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVQqmuehtI/AAAAAAAABMU/0EP6ViSJQAU/s1600-h/533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320247227688322770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVQqmuehtI/AAAAAAAABMU/0EP6ViSJQAU/s400/533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't this picture of Sunny cute!! However....she is such a puppy!!! I hate potty training!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVQqZAcJSI/AAAAAAAABMM/6FCkh9bUvYk/s1600-h/539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320247224005567778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVQqZAcJSI/AAAAAAAABMM/6FCkh9bUvYk/s400/539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how my daughter spends her free time. I love it!!! The other night she was eating dinner and reading at the same time. It is reading week at school and she wanted to accomplish her goal of reading 3 hours in one evening. She accomplished it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVQqXm32sI/AAAAAAAABME/_UcF74hQVOA/s1600-h/540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320247223629896386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVQqXm32sI/AAAAAAAABME/_UcF74hQVOA/s400/540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is how the boys spend their evenings...unless we drag them away from it! I am sure other parents can sympathize with us!!!! It is very frustrating trying to track how much time is spent playing the Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVQqNiPRvI/AAAAAAAABL8/Z_XjelPMYos/s1600-h/530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320247220926105330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVQqNiPRvI/AAAAAAAABL8/Z_XjelPMYos/s400/530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Alex batting...she is a lefty! She hit a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVQpyj-0fI/AAAAAAAABL0/r3puwie7Psw/s1600-h/529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320247213685658098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVQpyj-0fI/AAAAAAAABL0/r3puwie7Psw/s400/529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sports have started!!! Yeah!!! Alex is on the Scrappers this season. She is now in the 12 and under league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVH1M66zRI/AAAAAAAABLs/HYZD7NNgBKs/s1600-h/527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320237514135096594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVH1M66zRI/AAAAAAAABLs/HYZD7NNgBKs/s400/527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the ticket that we had to present at the door. Alex loves to put shows on for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVH06q-O1I/AAAAAAAABLk/x_wlcFWOIlY/s1600-h/515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320237509236374354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVH06q-O1I/AAAAAAAABLk/x_wlcFWOIlY/s400/515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the tickets and program to the show that my daughter and neice put on for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVH03E6REI/AAAAAAAABLc/S_ryHdCYgLw/s1600-h/509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320237508271424578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVH03E6REI/AAAAAAAABLc/S_ryHdCYgLw/s400/509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is me on my birthday (way back in January). I turned 33. Do you like the candle my husband picked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVH0-Ji0VI/AAAAAAAABLU/IzeooUzkqKg/s1600-h/508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320237510169907538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVH0-Ji0VI/AAAAAAAABLU/IzeooUzkqKg/s400/508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my birthday treat, because I did not want a cake around the house because I would eat it!! At least this is gone in one sitting!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c673215494e7fb1c" 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://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc673215494e7fb1c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49D421F708D7CBB616084DA0E16BFE06B15BB5CF.24B082240603B7F642F8735F2BD031E9F51C8B0D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc673215494e7fb1c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D73gNH3Y882BDmsMYNrDpkivXPTc&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://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc673215494e7fb1c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49D421F708D7CBB616084DA0E16BFE06B15BB5CF.24B082240603B7F642F8735F2BD031E9F51C8B0D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc673215494e7fb1c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D73gNH3Y882BDmsMYNrDpkivXPTc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This is my nephew, Elijah, introducing the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d616f73e65965727" 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://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd616f73e65965727%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2524C3BE33180CA309B3A73BD16CFB82EE5190C6.55D81BBF67DA3A7B7443A598402C9C32845AE9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd616f73e65965727%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D70FhbsJ1kCFNpBZqKSCUDuR9aTA&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://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd616f73e65965727%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2524C3BE33180CA309B3A73BD16CFB82EE5190C6.55D81BBF67DA3A7B7443A598402C9C32845AE9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd616f73e65965727%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D70FhbsJ1kCFNpBZqKSCUDuR9aTA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This is Alex and Allana singing a song that they went upstairs and wrote. Obviously Allana has a little trouble singing it because she can't read....so she chimes in when she can. Alex was sooo embarrased when I was watching this clip that she is going to die when she finds out that I posted it!!! Sorry sweetie....but I still love you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3331086202859531654-4772136044831672109?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c673215494e7fb1c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d616f73e65965727&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4772136044831672109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=4772136044831672109&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4772136044831672109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4772136044831672109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-pics.html' title='Random pics!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SdVSreCEF5I/AAAAAAAABMk/5CEhPfph8Rc/s72-c/538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-5223811868421944680</id><published>2009-03-17T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:39:49.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooooo sorry!</title><content type='html'>I know that we haven't posted FOREVER! I have pictures to post...but they are on Alex's camera and I can't find the cord to download the pictures. I am done with report cards and so my evenings are free. So, I am going to try and post more often. Well, to update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;....is doing fabulous! He has been getting up and going to the gym, with a trainer, every Tuesday-Friday. The stupid alarm goes off at 4:20 am!!! He gets to the gym by 5:00am.&lt;br /&gt;He has already lost about 10 pounds.  My SEXY hero!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;....I am also doing pretty good. Since Jay gets up at 4:20...I started to get up at 4:40 and excercise. I love getting up early. It jump starts my day!! However I drink soooo much water that by the time I get to work, I have to pee like crazy and it makes it really difficult to do that when I have class of 25 kindergartners that I can't leave. I just do the same potty dance that they do. They don't know any different!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;-got her report card and.....another sememster of straight A's!! She has never gotten a B on a report card. She is in 4th grade and we hold our breath everytime she brings a report card home. If she ever got a B....we would have to accept it because B's are still good. Softball has started and she is on the 12 and under league. Her team name is the Scrappers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tristan&lt;/span&gt;-lost his first tooth on Sunday. It was soooo cool!! He was showing everyone!! He also scratched his cornea. He had to take 2 days off school (and I had to take off work) to have him rest! His eye hurt sooo bad that he couldn't even sit still. He was constantly in a panic. He rubbed his eye so hard that it was almost rubbed raw. Poor kid!! He missed a feild trip today...but his teacher is going to let him come with our class on Friday since he missed his. Isn't that nice. Jason is going to come as a chaperone. We are walking to the library and then stopping for frosty's on the way back. Tristan also got a fabulous report card!!! He had great marks all the way through!! If kindergartners got letter grades...he would have got straight A's.&lt;br /&gt;We registered Tristan to play full tackle football in the fall....he is a little scared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kaleb&lt;/span&gt;-is doing well! He wishes he could play full tackle football. He would be really good at it....crazy kid!! He is excited to start soccer soon. He is trying to be sooo independant. On Sunday he dressed himself for church and when he came out....I looked at him and said, "no way!" But my husband convinced me to just let it go! He had his BRIGHT yellow T-ball socks on with his tan pants and button up shirt. Boy did those socks glow under his pants! I was sooo embarrased but I let it go and after church we were going home and Kaleb says, "hey mom...nobody laughed at me!" "Whew!" We all know that anyone who saw those socks were laughing at me...cuz I was the mother who....let it go! Thanks Jay for the advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Giselle&lt;/span&gt;-is having the time of her life with our new puppy. Our dog, Giselle, seemed so lonely that we went and found a new dog to join our family. She is the cutest, 4 month old puppy. She is a shepard mix with the sweetest face. All day long....Giselle and Sunny romp around the house playing!!! I love it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-5223811868421944680?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5223811868421944680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=5223811868421944680&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5223811868421944680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5223811868421944680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/sooooo-sorry.html' title='Sooooo sorry!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-7294219035923663248</id><published>2009-02-14T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:49:12.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Frayer for Henderson City Council (Ward III)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdka6Kcz_I/AAAAAAAABK8/A7Cp4XNPUTU/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302817499704512498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdka6Kcz_I/AAAAAAAABK8/A7Cp4XNPUTU/s400/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (This is the only semi-serious picture I could find....most of the time he is being silly)&lt;br /&gt;(Stay tuned for a "professional picture"...I'll have to force him to not make faces at the camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vote Jason Frayer for Henderson City Council, ward lll. Go to his web page&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.electjasonfrayer.com/"&gt;http://www.electjasonfrayer.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Jason decided to run for City Council. He has so many great ideas about Where and How he would like to see our city grow. I am soooo proud of my husband for taking this step to try and make a better place for our family and other families to live. On the left side of our blog I put a link for his web page. He just started it...so it is under construction. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PLEASE&lt;/span&gt;...if you live in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ward lll&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Henderson&lt;/span&gt;....spread the word to Vote Jason Frayer. The primarys are &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;April 7th&lt;/span&gt;. If you know someone who lives in Henderson...call them, ask them if they live in ward 3 and tell them to vote Jason Frayer! We hope for the best!!! This is a grassroots campaign. We need every person to exercise their constitutional duty and vote. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We cannot do this without your support!&lt;/span&gt; (side note...this has been aproved by the committee to elect Jason Frayer)...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-7294219035923663248?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7294219035923663248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=7294219035923663248&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/7294219035923663248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/7294219035923663248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/jason-frayer-for-henderson-city-council.html' title='Jason Frayer for Henderson City Council (Ward III)'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdka6Kcz_I/AAAAAAAABK8/A7Cp4XNPUTU/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-1325080932090459370</id><published>2009-02-14T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:23:31.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaleb's birthday and the New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdfxkuN7UI/AAAAAAAABK0/lPl7Qcwj7HA/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302812391527804226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdfxkuN7UI/AAAAAAAABK0/lPl7Qcwj7HA/s400/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb's birthday was Jan. 11th. He turned 4 years old!!! Isn't this picture the cutest picture ever!! We went to Cici's pizza buffet for his birthday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdfxX4_FFI/AAAAAAAABKs/cXKg923zeRY/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302812388083307602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdfxX4_FFI/AAAAAAAABKs/cXKg923zeRY/s400/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a quote that we painted on our wall....to help us to remember to make the best choices we can this year....it came from our family discussions of new years resolutions. This way we look at it everyday!!!!!&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/3331086202859531654-1325080932090459370?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1325080932090459370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=1325080932090459370&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1325080932090459370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1325080932090459370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/kalebs-birthday-was-jan.html' title='Kaleb&apos;s birthday and the New Year!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdfxkuN7UI/AAAAAAAABK0/lPl7Qcwj7HA/s72-c/085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-1684290696074835179</id><published>2009-02-14T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:19:33.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay...so it has taken me forever to post Christmas pictures.  But it is better late than never right!!  Well  I was going to put the pictures in order but I forget that the first ones you post end up being the last ones you look at....so when you look at these pictures....it goes backwards....starting with Christmas morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdWlsrlRrI/AAAAAAAABKk/tZr6Um_sPpc/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302802291901154994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdWlsrlRrI/AAAAAAAABKk/tZr6Um_sPpc/s400/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason playing with Tristan....they are having a battle.  Tristan wanted a Prince Caspian outfit...so Santa brought him a sword set.  He loves to do duals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdWlYLvjaI/AAAAAAAABKc/8hPz1Wm6nkQ/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302802286398901666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdWlYLvjaI/AAAAAAAABKc/8hPz1Wm6nkQ/s400/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb wants to be the police and arrest everyone!  So of course Kaleb needed to have a battle with Daddy also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdWlHGYMsI/AAAAAAAABKU/lX56xYAzxmg/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302802281812996802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdWlHGYMsI/AAAAAAAABKU/lX56xYAzxmg/s400/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got Becky a Twilight shirt.  She read the Twilight series too and LOVED it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdWlM6U7PI/AAAAAAAABKM/g1WgfXYR8TQ/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302802283373063410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdWlM6U7PI/AAAAAAAABKM/g1WgfXYR8TQ/s400/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan asked Santa for a fishing set...so the kids are playing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdV6RSGpKI/AAAAAAAABKE/uXBvQ8u2x-M/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302801545812157602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdV6RSGpKI/AAAAAAAABKE/uXBvQ8u2x-M/s400/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb is wearing his "police" glasses and is looking a photo album that my mom (Grandma Jo) made him.  He loved looking at all the pictures!!!  Thanks mom for the hard work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdV6JuryVI/AAAAAAAABJ8/rCIGOgXmGjg/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302801543784548690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdV6JuryVI/AAAAAAAABJ8/rCIGOgXmGjg/s400/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Kaleb with some of his police gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdV6DPUqbI/AAAAAAAABJ0/8eZ-tct-nR4/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302801542042397106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdV6DPUqbI/AAAAAAAABJ0/8eZ-tct-nR4/s400/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terri....this picture is for you.  I know you say that Jason and I are the "sunglasses couple".  We both got new glasses for Christmas.  Jay got Oakleys and I got Ralph Lauren ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdV56e60zI/AAAAAAAABJs/CEO_a91IC1Q/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302801539691893554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdV56e60zI/AAAAAAAABJs/CEO_a91IC1Q/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Cheese!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdV53cubtI/AAAAAAAABJk/CsP6aMRqWxE/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302801538877386450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdV53cubtI/AAAAAAAABJk/CsP6aMRqWxE/s400/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is me and Alex in our glasses...she got new ones too....doesn't my hair look great in these christmas morning pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdVOl1B-fI/AAAAAAAABJc/bjOoHj4K3Io/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302800795413117426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdVOl1B-fI/AAAAAAAABJc/bjOoHj4K3Io/s400/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids got this game from Grandma Jo and Papa Wally.  It is alot of fun!!! (look Josh and Kandice we got a new version of "Sorry" that we love to play!!!) (We use to play this with Emily and Jared too...back when we all lived in Cedar....ahhh the good times!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdVOhfmyQI/AAAAAAAABJU/slQMDZMc8oU/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302800794249513218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdVOhfmyQI/AAAAAAAABJU/slQMDZMc8oU/s400/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becky got this remote control spider and hid it under the table (christmas eve) so that she could use the remote to scare Jay with it in the morning!!  It was really funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdVOSJMNkI/AAAAAAAABJM/rmouW_8KR8M/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302800790128965186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdVOSJMNkI/AAAAAAAABJM/rmouW_8KR8M/s400/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Santa brought Giselle a santa hat and a beard!  Doesn't she look cute!!  It stayed on for about 30 seconds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdVOEqfAwI/AAAAAAAABJE/Y7aFl8oOKfY/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302800786510512898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdVOEqfAwI/AAAAAAAABJE/Y7aFl8oOKfY/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Alex in her hat, glasses, and her horses calendar that she wanted :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdVOD-o0JI/AAAAAAAABI8/xLKSnpLrtSA/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302800786326605970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdVOD-o0JI/AAAAAAAABI8/xLKSnpLrtSA/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex got Tristan a skateboard for christmas.  Tristan and Kaleb love to watch the neighborhood boys do tricks on theirs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdUYpRdrRI/AAAAAAAABI0/3xSUTvNDl9E/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302799868624743698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdUYpRdrRI/AAAAAAAABI0/3xSUTvNDl9E/s400/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb wanted a big, huge Batman....and Alex got this for him.  She found great presents this year for her brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdUYUmINuI/AAAAAAAABIs/22OEU3P2C-o/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302799863074272994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdUYUmINuI/AAAAAAAABIs/22OEU3P2C-o/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb is under this helmet!  He runs around the house in the helmet all the time!  Giselle doesn't really like it when he wears it.  She runs away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdUYalEq5I/AAAAAAAABIk/UaPQpeGOdZE/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302799864680459154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdUYalEq5I/AAAAAAAABIk/UaPQpeGOdZE/s400/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah!!!  The boys gave me this shirt for Christmas.  I love this series also!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdUYMXxhjI/AAAAAAAABIc/1NHohbmyCZY/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302799860866582066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdUYMXxhjI/AAAAAAAABIc/1NHohbmyCZY/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex found a letter that santa left in an envelope... on the plate....that the cookies were on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdUYPi9dvI/AAAAAAAABIU/MIJVywk3lcs/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302799861718808306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdUYPi9dvI/AAAAAAAABIU/MIJVywk3lcs/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the kids in our bedroom....Christmas morning.  They are sooo excited to open those doors and run down the stairs.  While Jay and I layed in bed....we made them use the bathroom, comb their hair, and brush their teeth before we got up.  We were trying to kill time so that we could have extra sleep.  We were hoping we could find more grooming things for them to do....but there was nothing left.  So we finally got up!!  We were up wraping presents till 3 am....they woke up at 6:30...i think?  So we were very tired!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSyIqbOOI/AAAAAAAABIM/z9zpRVTYlTw/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302798107524413666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSyIqbOOI/AAAAAAAABIM/z9zpRVTYlTw/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the "empty" plate of cookies we left for santa.  He left a letter for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSx4Qd-hI/AAAAAAAABIE/35jzIh6XiTA/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302798103120574994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSx4Qd-hI/AAAAAAAABIE/35jzIh6XiTA/s400/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jay went to bed before I did....so I snuck around with the camera Christmas eve!hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSxmaMkGI/AAAAAAAABH8/t8G0jylUEeg/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302798098329538658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSxmaMkGI/AAAAAAAABH8/t8G0jylUEeg/s400/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I almost woke Tristan up....when the flash went off....just a side note... (He was sleeping with my teddy bear "Honey Bear" that my grandma Henrikson gave me when I was 3.  It is the stuffed animal in the background that has the yellow shirt on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSxaD4qeI/AAAAAAAABH0/wspPUhSmFjk/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302798095014734306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSxaD4qeI/AAAAAAAABH0/wspPUhSmFjk/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex slept on the boys floor so that the boys wouldn't run out in the morning....she is such a heavy sleeper lately....the boys could have snuck by her and she never would have know....and my sneaky boys would have done just that! (Thank goodness they didn't though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSxX7fDHI/AAAAAAAABHs/QVYekqSdnVM/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302798094442630258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSxX7fDHI/AAAAAAAABHs/QVYekqSdnVM/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Kaleb sleeping!!  He didn't even move when the camera flashed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSOqfg9DI/AAAAAAAABHk/o4Le1r0Mx5k/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302797498130166834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSOqfg9DI/AAAAAAAABHk/o4Le1r0Mx5k/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every year I try and take a overview shot...so that I can remember what presents they got on some years!  (I like looking at pictures like this, when I was little....cuz I remember certain toys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSOV0uZcI/AAAAAAAABHc/pMyAv0jMbN0/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302797492581983682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSOV0uZcI/AAAAAAAABHc/pMyAv0jMbN0/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the mikl and cookies for santa and the carrots for the reindeers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSOK3B1fI/AAAAAAAABHU/7q_rwcvpbO8/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302797489638856178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSOK3B1fI/AAAAAAAABHU/7q_rwcvpbO8/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Giselle sleeping.  This is the bed we bought her for Christmas and she loves it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSOAb_WrI/AAAAAAAABHM/XEeinQKqVf8/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302797486841092786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSOAb_WrI/AAAAAAAABHM/XEeinQKqVf8/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We heated the pool to 80 degrees on Christmas Eve and went swimming.  It is a tradition that we would like to start each year!!!  It was sooo fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSN0qzHII/AAAAAAAABHE/s2g2rW7tB1Q/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302797483681979522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdSN0qzHII/AAAAAAAABHE/s2g2rW7tB1Q/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each Christmas Eve we read, "Twas the Night Before Christmas" and we read the Bible story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdRZfO_JgI/AAAAAAAABG4/azD2Yl-Jsq8/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302796584574985730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdRZfO_JgI/AAAAAAAABG4/azD2Yl-Jsq8/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the kids checking the computer....on the Santa Tracker....it told you where santa was being spotted! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdRZCfqfhI/AAAAAAAABGs/66GcrkSqhfY/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302796576860306962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdRZCfqfhI/AAAAAAAABGs/66GcrkSqhfY/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture (kids in their Christmas PJ's) because the flames from the fireplace look like devil horns on Kaleb....how fitting for his personality!!!!! (Sneaky Little Devil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdRYX_DfhI/AAAAAAAABGg/6STniisiIYg/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302796565449244178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdRYX_DfhI/AAAAAAAABGg/6STniisiIYg/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is me and Jay in our Christmas PJ's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdRXw9vxRI/AAAAAAAABGU/FUJ1hzBVzxE/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302796554974774546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdRXw9vxRI/AAAAAAAABGU/FUJ1hzBVzxE/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presenting Jay!!!  I made him pose like this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdRXlO2mTI/AAAAAAAABGM/f_YC1P5g1sA/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302796551825299762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdRXlO2mTI/AAAAAAAABGM/f_YC1P5g1sA/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So of course....Jay made me pose the same way!  Yes, I know I look like someone from Whoville in my long johns!  But hey...they are sooooo comfortable!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a45bdf42a2721c0e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da45bdf42a2721c0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D660D7AF20276D154876E9AEA883472F72628AABF.79472DEE4BF53BA22F4E1A2DA6CC1D69065B2B30%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da45bdf42a2721c0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddfc0H3w365lGP4YDIn-6ZcERGVY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da45bdf42a2721c0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D660D7AF20276D154876E9AEA883472F72628AABF.79472DEE4BF53BA22F4E1A2DA6CC1D69065B2B30%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da45bdf42a2721c0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddfc0H3w365lGP4YDIn-6ZcERGVY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Here is a video of Tristan learning how to ride his skateboard.  He is going to have to get brave....and try it on his own!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-1684290696074835179?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a45bdf42a2721c0e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1684290696074835179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=1684290696074835179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1684290696074835179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1684290696074835179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SZdWlsrlRrI/AAAAAAAABKk/tZr6Um_sPpc/s72-c/080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-4615586525948469243</id><published>2009-01-19T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:26:12.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with the Peters Family</title><content type='html'>Okay...so we had so much fun with my best friend Rhonda and her family.  We invited them over for some fun.  We exchanged presents....we picked names and we had to go to the 99 cents store and buy 2 presents for the person we picked.  Obviously you can see the presents me and Jay got.  I got this wonderful pair of sun glasses and chain for the glasses and Jason got some fake teeth with some bling in them. He also got a wonderful rapper necklace!  Rhonda and Jeff did a great job at picking our presents!  Thanks Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVb-RnmiXI/AAAAAAAABFY/9tCqfaft2Qk/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293238062483409266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVb-RnmiXI/AAAAAAAABFY/9tCqfaft2Qk/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                Peace Out!!  I know....we look so great!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVb9JZ7cDI/AAAAAAAABFQ/A45MXs76GMQ/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293238043098705970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVb9JZ7cDI/AAAAAAAABFQ/A45MXs76GMQ/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeff got a bowling set for when he is bored and Drew Carey Show DVD.  Rhonda got fuzzy gloves and toe seperators for toe nail painting!  (me and Jay bought their presents)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVb80cAX-I/AAAAAAAABFI/ha9niEYb_mQ/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293238037470273506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVb80cAX-I/AAAAAAAABFI/ha9niEYb_mQ/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Brooklyn exchanged gifts...the pink hair piece was the hit of the night.  We all (even the men and boys) put it on and sang Hannah Montana Songs!  It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVb8om0jwI/AAAAAAAABFA/Iuilw33XIlU/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293238034294411010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVb8om0jwI/AAAAAAAABFA/Iuilw33XIlU/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the best picture I could get of the boys because they were so involved in playing with their gifts.  Tristan and Brendan exchanged and Kaleb and Tyler exchanged.  It was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVbSMk87LI/AAAAAAAABE4/9TisJHKop_k/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293237305215872178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVbSMk87LI/AAAAAAAABE4/9TisJHKop_k/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here were the boys at one point of the night!  Both of them were snoring like crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVbSD1V5cI/AAAAAAAABEw/f9Gz71_7pew/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293237302868698562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVbSD1V5cI/AAAAAAAABEw/f9Gz71_7pew/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before we did cookie decorating we went in the hot tub!!!  Oh-so-fun!!!  Here is Jason's cookie he decorated!  He got really involved in this.  Look at how detailed his was....before it went to cookie heaven!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVbQZLE7zI/AAAAAAAABEo/G2JKCS3rJh0/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293237274237267762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVbQZLE7zI/AAAAAAAABEo/G2JKCS3rJh0/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeff was so proud of his cookie....can't you tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVbQH1fL1I/AAAAAAAABEg/PNwpqH5eW50/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293237269583310674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVbQH1fL1I/AAAAAAAABEg/PNwpqH5eW50/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the cookies that Rhonda and I decorated.  (I know I look bald...my hair was wet and slicked back after the pool)  Yummy!!!  Rhonda is the one who made the cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVbQKZu1RI/AAAAAAAABEY/iL9AYTUCWCY/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293237270272202002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVbQKZu1RI/AAAAAAAABEY/iL9AYTUCWCY/s400/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb didn't even give me a chance to take a picture of his cookie before he shoved it in his mouth....along with like ten other cookies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVZ6tDpy-I/AAAAAAAABEQ/6L2-UNHuW7Q/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293235802106088418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVZ6tDpy-I/AAAAAAAABEQ/6L2-UNHuW7Q/s400/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan took a lot of time decorating his cookie!  He wanted to make sure I got a picture of it before he ate his....so much more considerate than his brother the cookie monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVZ6f20dgI/AAAAAAAABEI/yv5-55zSN9Q/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293235798562600450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVZ6f20dgI/AAAAAAAABEI/yv5-55zSN9Q/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex decorated and cookie and dedicated it to Granpa Wally.  Can't you tell by the way the hair is on the cookie!!!  She loves you Grandpa Wally!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVZ6GVZPgI/AAAAAAAABEA/IMi2XSBXjT0/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293235791711518210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVZ6GVZPgI/AAAAAAAABEA/IMi2XSBXjT0/s400/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brendan was in the middle of decorating his cookie.  I'm not sure what number this cookie was!! All the kids made themselves sick on cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVZ59VS3vI/AAAAAAAABD4/4xJ9MRioqks/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293235789295181554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVZ59VS3vI/AAAAAAAABD4/4xJ9MRioqks/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See cute Brooklyn!!  She wanted to use the pretty blue to decorate hers!!  Tyler in the background looks like he has eaten too many cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVZ5h7RMgI/AAAAAAAABDw/sBw-m1PbybA/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293235781938262530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SXVZ5h7RMgI/AAAAAAAABDw/sBw-m1PbybA/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a good group photo before it got crazy messy in the kitchen!! 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I still have to post the pictures from the construction for our pool.  I figured I'd better do these before I post Christmas pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVsAJkOLhiI/AAAAAAAABDI/Kk87HW-sHQo/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285818751991383586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVsAJkOLhiI/AAAAAAAABDI/Kk87HW-sHQo/s400/109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did a present exchange with my family.  Kaleb loves his helicopter (Stevie gave it to him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVsAJdzK_LI/AAAAAAAABDA/RxIivnVVMbA/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285818750267489458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVsAJdzK_LI/AAAAAAAABDA/RxIivnVVMbA/s400/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex got this jacket from Grandma Jo.  She wears it almost everyday to school.  It is so soft and fuzzy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVsAJP-_3qI/AAAAAAAABC4/IWqOvyooZm8/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285818746558996130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVsAJP-_3qI/AAAAAAAABC4/IWqOvyooZm8/s400/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan got this cool army boat (to take into the pool) from Silver.  It has been alot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVsAI2pg1BI/AAAAAAAABCw/4TCRfNkzuEA/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285818739757995026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVsAI2pg1BI/AAAAAAAABCw/4TCRfNkzuEA/s400/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of all the kids before they opened up their presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVsAIl55QqI/AAAAAAAABCo/aFzCdy5Gw3E/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285818735263302306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVsAIl55QqI/AAAAAAAABCo/aFzCdy5Gw3E/s400/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex was helping out...she made Teave fall asleep.  She probably misses rocking babies!  She was my own personal slave (oops did I say slave)...I mean helper when there was a baby in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr-rTS9ivI/AAAAAAAABCg/N8lY7qBceSI/s1600-h/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285817132540332786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr-rTS9ivI/AAAAAAAABCg/N8lY7qBceSI/s400/100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silver overcame his fear of dogs while he was at our house.  For the first couple of days...Silver spent every minute looking over his shoulder and listening for the pitter patter of doggie feet.  Then finally before the trip was over...he was petting and running around with Giselle.  Uncle and Auntie are very proud of him!!!!!  Mia was still trying to not be afraid when they left...she was able to pet Giselle as long as someone was with her.  We are sooo proud of Mia too!!!  We hope that they will remember Giselle when they come and visit us again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr-rS6N_5I/AAAAAAAABCY/yKEnrWozCrE/s1600-h/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285817132436553618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr-rS6N_5I/AAAAAAAABCY/yKEnrWozCrE/s400/097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giselle loved my mom and dad.  She wanted to sleep with them.  She hopped right into bed with them like she was invited for a sleepover!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr-rEThq2I/AAAAAAAABCQ/ZjAlwxeehU8/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285817128516168546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr-rEThq2I/AAAAAAAABCQ/ZjAlwxeehU8/s400/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julie was thrown into the pool for her birthday.  The boys (Jason, Silver, and Kaleo) picked her up....kicking and screaming...and wished her a happy birthday during very late hours...and tossed her into a VERY COLD pool during a VERY COLD evening!!!!!  All I can say is Julie was a really good sport!!!!!  I would have been looking for REVENGE if something like that would have happened to me.  I would have transformed into the Incredible Hulk if I was picked up and tossed into the pool!!!!!! (I would have been a P-A-R-T-Y  P-O-O-P-E-R)  I commend you Julie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr-q1gG9yI/AAAAAAAABCI/KuY--td-tzA/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285817124542412578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr-q1gG9yI/AAAAAAAABCI/KuY--td-tzA/s400/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay....so we got a babysitter for all the kids and the adults went out.  We went bowling and my mom kicked all of our butts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr-q23RtcI/AAAAAAAABCA/ZKbWGk65Txw/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285817124908021186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr-q23RtcI/AAAAAAAABCA/ZKbWGk65Txw/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tami also was a GREAT bowler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr8NAdejoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/qNvz6a3-UZ0/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285814413064834690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr8NAdejoI/AAAAAAAABBQ/qNvz6a3-UZ0/s400/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my mom (great form)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr8MtmmBRI/AAAAAAAABBI/ynNIX7EFoGE/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285814408002798866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr8MtmmBRI/AAAAAAAABBI/ynNIX7EFoGE/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julie (looking pretty instead of an action shot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr8MVwN3UI/AAAAAAAABBA/MX8QrY6pGlk/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285814401600707906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr8MVwN3UI/AAAAAAAABBA/MX8QrY6pGlk/s400/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you believe that my dad is in his 70's (don't worry dad...I didn't say your age exactly).  He was a great bowler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr8MPzaCBI/AAAAAAAABA4/9GQY6DuhCNw/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285814400003475474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr8MPzaCBI/AAAAAAAABA4/9GQY6DuhCNw/s400/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silver was holding a bowling ball in the air...but the picture made it look like he was dancing (John Travolta style).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr8LhEOZBI/AAAAAAAABAw/coC4oP2UmPI/s1600-h/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285814387457549330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr8LhEOZBI/AAAAAAAABAw/coC4oP2UmPI/s400/063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jay in the middle of his PERFECT FORM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr6c4hJfUI/AAAAAAAABAo/mdsZ8GVjinw/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285812486787398978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr6c4hJfUI/AAAAAAAABAo/mdsZ8GVjinw/s400/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course....here I am....I think I had the lowest score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr6cw9dNoI/AAAAAAAABAg/NXw-q-dZMGw/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285812484758648450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr6cw9dNoI/AAAAAAAABAg/NXw-q-dZMGw/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But look....I still have a smile on my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr6cilU3_I/AAAAAAAABAY/-31aWgnzeTM/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285812480899342322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr6cilU3_I/AAAAAAAABAY/-31aWgnzeTM/s400/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It doesn't look like Terri knocked down any pins (look down the alley way).  But she still has a satisfied look on her face because we are having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr6cGwbvcI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ZhVbFGiwR2M/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285812473429736898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr6cGwbvcI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ZhVbFGiwR2M/s400/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went out to dinner for Jewels birthday.  We all went out to Lucilles.  We had a lot of fun there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr6b8AMzsI/AAAAAAAABAI/DpNAsDojl1E/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285812470543077058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr6b8AMzsI/AAAAAAAABAI/DpNAsDojl1E/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay...so Giselle kept hanging around this corner of the kitchen.  This is her corner when she wants treats.  Either that or she was eyeing the cinnamin roll box on the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr5C0_it0I/AAAAAAAABAA/q6-upr42pbU/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285810939652912962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr5C0_it0I/AAAAAAAABAA/q6-upr42pbU/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here is my mom and I putting the turkey into the roaster.  Thank goodness she showed up to help me.  She had to run to the store and I was left with Julie.  No offense Julie but she didn't know how to cook a turkey either.  I have cooked them before, but since it is only once a year...I tend to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr5CWBmJLI/AAAAAAAAA_4/-rF2qpAdOZ4/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285810931340027058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr5CWBmJLI/AAAAAAAAA_4/-rF2qpAdOZ4/s400/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had butter hands and it looked like maybe Alex needed a facial mask...so my dad (who loves practical jokes) decided to help hold Alex down.  I would not have really rubbed it on her though because the butter was mixed with raw turkey juices...and if you know me very well....you know that I hate raw meat...it makes me dry heave and I have to wash my hands in scalding hot water like 20 times. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr5CBU1IRI/AAAAAAAAA_w/FgbV5pctlmQ/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285810925783556370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr5CBU1IRI/AAAAAAAAA_w/FgbV5pctlmQ/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is me and the turkey...before I started rubbing the butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr5B6wUg9I/AAAAAAAAA_o/Scaa-LlniHM/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285810924019811282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr5B6wUg9I/AAAAAAAAA_o/Scaa-LlniHM/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Don't look at how beautiful I look in the morning)  Here I am washing the turkey inside and out.  I made Julie stick her hand down the butt area and into the neck area to grab out the gizzard, heart, and neck.  She has to do what I say...since I am older!  Silver (Terri's husband) made us cook them because he eats them....gross me out the door!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr5BntdScI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Pw_bbcdsOq0/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285810918907529666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVr5BntdScI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Pw_bbcdsOq0/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Silver and Mia got to my house I had all the kids make turkeys for our center peices.  They turned out sooo cute.  After thanksgiving was over....Giselle jumped up onto the table and devoured them into to peices.  So I guess we won't be saving them for next years decorations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3331086202859531654-7192925979737926974?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7192925979737926974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=7192925979737926974&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/7192925979737926974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/7192925979737926974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgivingsorry-so-late.html' title='Thanksgiving...sorry so late!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVsAJkOLhiI/AAAAAAAABDI/Kk87HW-sHQo/s72-c/109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-6603094327764822758</id><published>2008-12-23T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T13:03:22.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morning after the Snow Storm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcuKIe09I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/RcSfsKCpvTY/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283035417201791954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcuKIe09I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/RcSfsKCpvTY/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb has a funny look on his face...his gloves were soaking wet! He was trying to give me his gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEct6NXNuI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/v2jt0ij8r20/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283035412927297250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEct6NXNuI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/v2jt0ij8r20/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex sledding down neighbors dirveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEct0MVvQI/AAAAAAAAA_I/CMJfy06d3XM/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283035411312393474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEct0MVvQI/AAAAAAAAA_I/CMJfy06d3XM/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan sledding...practically on just iced cement....snow disappears fast in vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcEI77HpI/AAAAAAAAA_A/LIPJpJkqBCE/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283034695326178962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcEI77HpI/AAAAAAAAA_A/LIPJpJkqBCE/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb sledding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcDsCPQoI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Yub7ybMdVzg/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283034687568036482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcDsCPQoI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Yub7ybMdVzg/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan chasing Kaleb as he is sledding down a neighbors driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcDbHCO0I/AAAAAAAAA-w/kZHNMfGUMH4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283034683024751426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcDbHCO0I/AAAAAAAAA-w/kZHNMfGUMH4/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our street...can you see that big snowman at the end of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcC3H6euI/AAAAAAAAA-o/La9cmFfxOxI/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283034673364761314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcC3H6euI/AAAAAAAAA-o/La9cmFfxOxI/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what our house looked like the next morning. See how fast the snow melts in Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcCixFHnI/AAAAAAAAA-g/_miSSQwDA9E/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283034667900280434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcCixFHnI/AAAAAAAAA-g/_miSSQwDA9E/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the snowman that Alex built the morning after the snow storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e8f8ff90b93e91e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e8f8ff90b93e91e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BBEF6FE11350E1B2D19A2978B5037A541CB7252.818FE57F4439D193131AFE6F6B3538A85F29290C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8f8ff90b93e91e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DggHffj0exalDM8k5LXFQrW8Wq14&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e8f8ff90b93e91e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BBEF6FE11350E1B2D19A2978B5037A541CB7252.818FE57F4439D193131AFE6F6B3538A85F29290C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8f8ff90b93e91e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DggHffj0exalDM8k5LXFQrW8Wq14&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Alex, Tristan, Kaleb, and neighbor girl sledding.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bf5708493fe0aeb9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbf5708493fe0aeb9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D280612EBFB3289C466F84691262D6FAE06BE6788.5F4C6C6F080623CB61617FB823615EF05B806868%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbf5708493fe0aeb9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Drb6YvM-OWrSDVWzr1hdMcVAzb0k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbf5708493fe0aeb9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D280612EBFB3289C466F84691262D6FAE06BE6788.5F4C6C6F080623CB61617FB823615EF05B806868%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbf5708493fe0aeb9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Drb6YvM-OWrSDVWzr1hdMcVAzb0k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Tristan was getting very cold outside.  His gloves were wet and he couldn't feel his fingers.  The first part of the video is the funny part (where Tristan is throwing a little tantrum).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-6603094327764822758?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bf5708493fe0aeb9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e8f8ff90b93e91e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6603094327764822758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=6603094327764822758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6603094327764822758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6603094327764822758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/morning-after-snow-storm.html' title='The Morning after the Snow Storm!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SVEcuKIe09I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/RcSfsKCpvTY/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-3192222708314651082</id><published>2008-12-17T22:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:20:12.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Time...and my embarrasing moment at Target!</title><content type='html'>Our dog decided she was going to eat the things off the Christmas tree.  She has already chewed through one string of lights.  She has eaten numerous bows with jingle bells (she threw up...and there were 3 jingle bells in in...yuck!)  She ate a christmas tree ornament that alex painted when she was little..it was made out of playdough.  She also ate a ornament that alex painted when she was little.  She is a naughty doggie!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUqBb22_eOI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/inPGXdrvsUo/s1600-h/202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281175828627945698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUqBb22_eOI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/inPGXdrvsUo/s400/202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got our tree and decorated it. We attempted to take a family photo...but Giselle (our dog) didn't want to cooperate. She kept running out of the picture, so if it looks like I am holding her against her will...I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUqBbq5cMKI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/tim1v6rg6ig/s1600-h/200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281175825416990882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUqBbq5cMKI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/tim1v6rg6ig/s400/200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kids and Giselle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUqBbCqwy1I/AAAAAAAAA-I/xSwp7IxP81o/s1600-h/197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281175814618008402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUqBbCqwy1I/AAAAAAAAA-I/xSwp7IxP81o/s400/197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUqBagUdJDI/AAAAAAAAA94/6ymCkseYYI4/s1600-h/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281175805397640242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUqBagUdJDI/AAAAAAAAA94/6ymCkseYYI4/s400/193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See Tristan's chin....well I am sure you want to know what happened. Yes, if anyone knows me then you are going to have guess that yes...I fell too. So, me and Tristan go to Target. We are darting between the millions of holiday shoppers and their cars. Tristan is holding my hand right hand and my purse is on my right shoulder. Well...Tristan decides he is going to HOP onto the curb instead of step onto the curb. He stumbled when he came down and then he took me down with him. The next thing I knew it....I was on all fours infront of the Target doors. My purse fell off my shoulder and hit Tristan in the head, his face slammed onto the pavement. Yes....everyone was starring at me and Tristan. A man came running out from inside and said, "are you okay!" (with urgency in his voice). I jumped up and dusted off my pants (that were all dirty) and quickly said, "uh yes!" I did not make any eye contact with anyone. I was sooooo embarresed that I pulled on Tristans arm and we quickly walked to the bathrooms inside Target. I didn't even know that Tristans chin was bleeding until we got into the bathrooms. Tristan had been crying since we fell...but like I said...I jumped back up and tried to get the heck out of there...so that people would stop starring at me. I started laughing when I got back into the bathrooms. We cleaned up T-Dogs chin and then we both stayed in the bathroom for about another 5 minutes. I was sooo embarresed that I was waiting for the crowd that saw us fall...to be well inside of Target doing their shopping. I just knew that someone was going to see us inside and start laughing and pointing saying, "hey there's that woman and kid that fell outside." Why, why, why do I always get the embarrasing falls happen to me!!! Who knows! Tristan's friends at school asked what happened to his chin. He told them that only he fell, because it would be more embarrasing to him...if he told them that his mom fell with him. Anyway...there's my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-3192222708314651082?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3192222708314651082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=3192222708314651082&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/3192222708314651082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/3192222708314651082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-tree-timeand-my-embarrasing.html' title='Christmas Tree Time...and my embarrasing moment at Target!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUqBb22_eOI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/inPGXdrvsUo/s72-c/202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-292054586540631130</id><published>2008-12-17T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:36:32.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow....in Vegas?</title><content type='html'>This is absolutely crazy! This is the most snow that they have had since 1979! It is all over the news. They even cancelled school tomorrow because Las Vegas is not equiped with snow plows...since they don't usually need them. Yeah!!! What wonderful news!!! We had so much fun playing outside in the snow, but Tristan wouldn't come out. He said that it was too cold and he just wanted to play on the computer. I finally got him to come out and go down the sled once...I tried to video but my hands were soooo frozen that my fingers couldn't even turn on the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnhWLebPpI/AAAAAAAAA8o/t4N8loWaf5E/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280999809222393490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnhWLebPpI/AAAAAAAAA8o/t4N8loWaf5E/s400/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what Jason's head looked like after he was done cleaning up the tree branch that fell...because of the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnhV224xXI/AAAAAAAAA8g/-JgmoIbbIQY/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280999803687847282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnhV224xXI/AAAAAAAAA8g/-JgmoIbbIQY/s400/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason enjoying himself in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnhVew45nI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/h5803mDpRYY/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280999797220238962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnhVew45nI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/h5803mDpRYY/s400/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at all the snow on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnFVsdlMuI/AAAAAAAAA7w/s7Ppkd8XMII/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280969014571774690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnFVsdlMuI/AAAAAAAAA7w/s7Ppkd8XMII/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the tree branch that broke off the tree because the snow was too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnFVScf8aI/AAAAAAAAA7o/oa84A2lMLck/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280969007587914146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnFVScf8aI/AAAAAAAAA7o/oa84A2lMLck/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More pictures of what it looked like outside. Can you believe this is Vegas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnFVPb4smI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Fx73giwzUwo/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280969006780035682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnFVPb4smI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Fx73giwzUwo/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the tree branch hanging down...after it almost snapped off completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnFU2kj56I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Vc_1AX6MHYU/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280969000105535394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnFU2kj56I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Vc_1AX6MHYU/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason left his soda outside...so Tristan had to go and get it for him (he thought shorts were the appropriate attire after he was done playing in the snow...I told him to wear warm cozy clothes...and this is what he comes out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnFS-uQIBI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/noUoC46VAnY/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280968967933927442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnFS-uQIBI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/noUoC46VAnY/s400/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is as far as I got Tristan to come out. It was too cold and he would rather play on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnEi6yL5UI/AAAAAAAAA7I/k89b533f420/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280968142242964802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnEi6yL5UI/AAAAAAAAA7I/k89b533f420/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See the snow on the palm tree and how thick it is on the table and palm trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnEi9ZacfI/AAAAAAAAA7A/paOOeYDiFe8/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280968142944367090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnEi9ZacfI/AAAAAAAAA7A/paOOeYDiFe8/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture of one side of our yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnEirmuf0I/AAAAAAAAA64/uJLY80JddV0/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280968138168368962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnEirmuf0I/AAAAAAAAA64/uJLY80JddV0/s400/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnEiLx4UZI/AAAAAAAAA6w/5C5Gt4ix-bQ/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280968129625215378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnEiLx4UZI/AAAAAAAAA6w/5C5Gt4ix-bQ/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes....surprise......we do have a pool!! We decided to not tell anyone of our family and we surprised them at Thanksgiving. Since now we are obviously telling people about the pool...we will blog the picutres of it being dug up. You will have to give me some time. I am trying to put current and slightly old pictures up first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnEh3GuX6I/AAAAAAAAA6o/853DaOLFDkQ/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280968124075499426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnEh3GuX6I/AAAAAAAAA6o/853DaOLFDkQ/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Kaleb sliding down the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnDtWFiARI/AAAAAAAAA6g/bcd0uRZ1kc0/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280967221858926866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnDtWFiARI/AAAAAAAAA6g/bcd0uRZ1kc0/s400/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Jay staying cozy together in the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnDtIThrRI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/-P0d6Aza-NE/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280967218159529234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnDtIThrRI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/-P0d6Aza-NE/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Alex...posing so that you can see our snowy street (behind us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnDsxLS7hI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Xzf24ucO4wQ/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280967211950992914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnDsxLS7hI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Xzf24ucO4wQ/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Grace and her mom, Kari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnDsoL9xOI/AAAAAAAAA6I/kp3yMswviTM/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280967209537881314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnDsoL9xOI/AAAAAAAAA6I/kp3yMswviTM/s400/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us again...and Jay in the background...talking on the phone for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnDsqQCAdI/AAAAAAAAA6A/xsuTo1MkU-g/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280967210091807186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnDsqQCAdI/AAAAAAAAA6A/xsuTo1MkU-g/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Alex posing with the snow flakes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnCh9sTkmI/AAAAAAAAA54/AwyYG5zs20M/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280965926820483682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnCh9sTkmI/AAAAAAAAA54/AwyYG5zs20M/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jay...talking to someone from work. (enjoying the snow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnChTNPBPI/AAAAAAAAA5w/D7pLfyjU3X4/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280965915415872754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnChTNPBPI/AAAAAAAAA5w/D7pLfyjU3X4/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason took his foot and printed our last name in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnCgglfPzI/AAAAAAAAA5o/jh6i1z_Uwu4/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280965901827391282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnCgglfPzI/AAAAAAAAA5o/jh6i1z_Uwu4/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More snow pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnCgWQ7pHI/AAAAAAAAA5g/VZ9iQOab-YU/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280965899056817266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnCgWQ7pHI/AAAAAAAAA5g/VZ9iQOab-YU/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the side and part of the front of our yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnCfzTqduI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/PyZhHfZwtJg/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280965889673033442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnCfzTqduI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/PyZhHfZwtJg/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More pictures of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUm4fZC3WPI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/3as4ocxrxc8/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280954887506974962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUm4fZC3WPI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/3as4ocxrxc8/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace and Alex built a snowan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUm4fJzf5xI/AAAAAAAAA5I/i1vqLLouQSg/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280954883415992082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUm4fJzf5xI/AAAAAAAAA5I/i1vqLLouQSg/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at our tree....it is spliting down the middle. Our poor vegas trees...they aren't made for snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUm4fKPKf5I/AAAAAAAAA5A/pnEt74TM7Bw/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280954883532029842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUm4fKPKf5I/AAAAAAAAA5A/pnEt74TM7Bw/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One more picture. I know....we are crazy for all the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUm4ead2qHI/AAAAAAAAA44/Ym_xIlpUurU/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280954870708742258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUm4ead2qHI/AAAAAAAAA44/Ym_xIlpUurU/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb wanted to be in the picture of the snowman that they built.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-36a893c31becb3bb" 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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D36a893c31becb3bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66021D28D050918E33A134D9A0C5BC930152E7F6.4EB64038E20B905CDC5AA76CE071F515EECCD40B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D36a893c31becb3bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM2ruNafejpVS2Q0idtUBQMG5-Wg&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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D36a893c31becb3bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66021D28D050918E33A134D9A0C5BC930152E7F6.4EB64038E20B905CDC5AA76CE071F515EECCD40B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D36a893c31becb3bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM2ruNafejpVS2Q0idtUBQMG5-Wg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Alex and Grace sliding down our neighbors driveway. 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They almost run into the truck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2317a89ec3c9be4a" 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://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2317a89ec3c9be4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA0B44450AC02E005905D92E08F753AF3494312E.7C46D9416E8C4EB19C8FBCE354BDC14C8C0A979B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2317a89ec3c9be4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_2Cay6IlfHchxRKvkrQf21OvVLI&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://v3.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2317a89ec3c9be4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA0B44450AC02E005905D92E08F753AF3494312E.7C46D9416E8C4EB19C8FBCE354BDC14C8C0A979B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2317a89ec3c9be4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_2Cay6IlfHchxRKvkrQf21OvVLI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Jaimee trying out the sled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-292054586540631130?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2317a89ec3c9be4a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=248881482280bee3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=36a893c31becb3bb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/292054586540631130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=292054586540631130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/292054586540631130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/292054586540631130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-absolutely-crazy-this-is-most.html' title='Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow....in Vegas?'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUnhWLebPpI/AAAAAAAAA8o/t4N8loWaf5E/s72-c/060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-563024608020739849</id><published>2008-12-08T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:31:37.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Disneyland (for Halloween...I know I'm Late)</title><content type='html'>I know these are late going up...I just never had time to finish it.  I am sooo behind in blogging.  I will back dating my pictures until we can get caught up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmr9Yz4DeI/AAAAAAAAA4w/AvmcjzukMFE/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280941109189021154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmr9Yz4DeI/AAAAAAAAA4w/AvmcjzukMFE/s400/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We first got to the Grand California Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmr9REyNiI/AAAAAAAAA4o/WmXpTvn9uDs/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280941107112457762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmr9REyNiI/AAAAAAAAA4o/WmXpTvn9uDs/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids got dressed to go trick or treating at the California Adventures. Alex is a Jedi and Grace is a boxer (we put makeup on her eye...to have a black eye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmr8t9DwyI/AAAAAAAAA4g/m9uw87p8YOs/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280941097684812578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmr8t9DwyI/AAAAAAAAA4g/m9uw87p8YOs/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan was a Jedi also and Kaleb was Peter Pan. We forgot his hat and we didn't have Light Sabers for Tristan and Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmr8aBiYlI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/3wDcDR5zVwY/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280941092334887506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmr8aBiYlI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/3wDcDR5zVwY/s400/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first ride was Tower of Terror. Alex's friend, Grace, came with us. She was terrified before we got on the ride. She was crying so hard that people were staring at us. You don't usually see 9 year olds crying before a ride....however look at her face on the ride. She is very happy. We are in the back row on the right side. It goes...Alex, Grace, Jaimee. Then the row infront of me was Kaleb, Jason, and Tristan (you can't see him because he is hiding his head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmqVfv1snI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/I2FxDcYKaxs/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280939324344742514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmqVfv1snI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/I2FxDcYKaxs/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a break from Trick or Treating to eat churros. (more sugar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmqU8y-FgI/AAAAAAAAA4I/d3i4_mZQaPc/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280939314962634242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmqU8y-FgI/AAAAAAAAA4I/d3i4_mZQaPc/s400/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kids trick or treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmqUn78VlI/AAAAAAAAA4A/zxmjH8JG2Bk/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280939309363123794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmqUn78VlI/AAAAAAAAA4A/zxmjH8JG2Bk/s400/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stopped for a photo opt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmqUYA5-hI/AAAAAAAAA34/i8ebEoYDrOQ/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280939305088973330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmqUYA5-hI/AAAAAAAAA34/i8ebEoYDrOQ/s400/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I guess I wasn't strong enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmqUMM1I5I/AAAAAAAAA3w/zhdU55gGFe8/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280939301917762450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmqUMM1I5I/AAAAAAAAA3w/zhdU55gGFe8/s400/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So...then the kids tried....no matter how many times we come....the kids always want to try and pull out the sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmpPnnceZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/8Su14BTV1eM/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280938123866175890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmpPnnceZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/8Su14BTV1eM/s400/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chip and Dales treehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmpPWQ9hRI/AAAAAAAAA3g/JObvsjII3ew/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280938119208469778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmpPWQ9hRI/AAAAAAAAA3g/JObvsjII3ew/s400/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason is taking a break in Toon Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmpPKPnhLI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/-8PvgbYm-wM/s1600-h/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280938115981608114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmpPKPnhLI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/-8PvgbYm-wM/s400/110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were eating breakfast and the characters were coming around. I saw Tigger and then I turned around again and my kids were on Tiggers back. I about died!!! I was hoping that Tigger wanted them there and that they didn't knock him down and jump on him. Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmpO0SP_TI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/SchgSj5jddQ/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280938110087068978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmpO0SP_TI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/SchgSj5jddQ/s400/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us at Mickey's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmpOjzJmPI/AAAAAAAAA3I/0SN5C4bV6Ws/s1600-h/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280938105661659378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmpOjzJmPI/AAAAAAAAA3I/0SN5C4bV6Ws/s400/097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tigger grabbed me while we were eating breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmn8rQt2dI/AAAAAAAAA3A/6K5LbkxdW7I/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280936698915445202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmn8rQt2dI/AAAAAAAAA3A/6K5LbkxdW7I/s400/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was messing with Jason too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmn8IwNvZI/AAAAAAAAA24/zP_TBepi2-U/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280936689652317586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmn8IwNvZI/AAAAAAAAA24/zP_TBepi2-U/s400/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What are you looking for Alex? Gold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmn8BTxUMI/AAAAAAAAA2w/nnRavwo4wmQ/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280936687653966018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmn8BTxUMI/AAAAAAAAA2w/nnRavwo4wmQ/s400/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Jay on Tom Sawyer's Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmn746pR_I/AAAAAAAAA2o/d-LF5IfKqIA/s1600-h/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280936685401098226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmn746pR_I/AAAAAAAAA2o/d-LF5IfKqIA/s400/130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are on Splash Mountain. Grace in front, Alex, Kaleb (can't see him), Jaimee, Tristan, and Jason. Grace and Alex got it the most. I barely got wet at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmn7rb0z3I/AAAAAAAAA2g/qgFT8BWpz4E/s1600-h/141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280936681782169458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmn7rb0z3I/AAAAAAAAA2g/qgFT8BWpz4E/s400/141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was such a long day that while we were waiting to be seated for dinner, Kaleb fell asleep on their couch. It was hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUml40FF58I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/JiKYUbgjL2U/s1600-h/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280934433539876802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUml40FF58I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/JiKYUbgjL2U/s400/147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We celebrated Tristan's birthday at Goofy's Kitchen. The princess came over and sang him Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUml49pXOII/AAAAAAAAA2Q/ZmqGZZMxGvY/s1600-h/150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280934436107925634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUml49pXOII/AAAAAAAAA2Q/ZmqGZZMxGvY/s400/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course Jason wanted a picture of him and his new girlfriend! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUml4fkeDaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/vCFiXwAqLAo/s1600-h/151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280934428034338210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUml4fkeDaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/vCFiXwAqLAo/s400/151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Tristan in his birthday hat and birthday buttons. Disneyland gave him a Happy Birthday button to wear. All the workers kept telling Tristan, "Happy Birthday." He loved it. It made him feel so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUml36JygqI/AAAAAAAAA2A/3XBenU-3QbE/s1600-h/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280934417990320802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUml36JygqI/AAAAAAAAA2A/3XBenU-3QbE/s400/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One night was sooo crazy that Jason took the boys back to the room and just the girls went back out. Here is Grace and Alex infront of Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUml3gP9PWI/AAAAAAAAA14/zbaGqMzWkvc/s1600-h/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280934411036867938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUml3gP9PWI/AAAAAAAAA14/zbaGqMzWkvc/s400/153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Al.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmh2_Bka8I/AAAAAAAAA1w/MtRe7xHkyH0/s1600-h/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280930004071640002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmh2_Bka8I/AAAAAAAAA1w/MtRe7xHkyH0/s400/157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a girl picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmh2meqRJI/AAAAAAAAA1o/6YqnbdMlLq8/s1600-h/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280929997482771602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmh2meqRJI/AAAAAAAAA1o/6YqnbdMlLq8/s400/155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was down on Main Street. There was so many people taking pictures in the front of the big pumpkin that we just decided to take a seat on the side and do a picture. We went on some of the roller coasters that night. Grace wanted to ride Space Mountain again....so we waited for 2 hours in line. It sucked!!!!!!! We were so done after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmh2XqUe3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/QSv5aX-rYoY/s1600-h/178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280929993505143666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmh2XqUe3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/QSv5aX-rYoY/s400/178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Grace...playing a baseball knock down game. Grace knocked enough balls down and so did Kaleb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmh2NLfZGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/S6hca7D79G8/s1600-h/180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280929990691480674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmh2NLfZGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/S6hca7D79G8/s400/180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace won the monkey and then gave it to Tristan. That made him so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmh13EBvMI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/v_WcR8pz7Dc/s1600-h/181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280929984754597058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SUmh13EBvMI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/v_WcR8pz7Dc/s400/181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the other games...Grace and Alex both won so Alex gave the whale to Grace. Everyone was sharing. How nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3kYUVojAI/AAAAAAAAA1I/lcLEgk6cB_E/s1600-h/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277625444775529474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3kYUVojAI/AAAAAAAAA1I/lcLEgk6cB_E/s400/163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Grace were sooo tired that they layed down in the elevator on the way back (this one was after our girls night out) Our feet hurt so bad that we all went back and soaked just our feet in HOT bath water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3kX08vrLI/AAAAAAAAA1A/EBcOAOdSIEo/s1600-h/166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277625436349639858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3kX08vrLI/AAAAAAAAA1A/EBcOAOdSIEo/s400/166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason and Kaleb on Dumbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3kXnbOKGI/AAAAAAAAA04/iYGzz12IoII/s1600-h/172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277625432719370338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3kXnbOKGI/AAAAAAAAA04/iYGzz12IoII/s400/172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us on Splash mountain again! It was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3kXNNs3WI/AAAAAAAAA0w/E-WLAxx3a0Q/s1600-h/177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277625425683340642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3kXNNs3WI/AAAAAAAAA0w/E-WLAxx3a0Q/s400/177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Grace, and Alex went on the Maliboomer (we call it sling shot). This ride scares the crap out of me!! Look at Graces face! She is terrified!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3kWqIckdI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Em8jVEVaIyA/s1600-h/179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277625416266060242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3kWqIckdI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Em8jVEVaIyA/s400/179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3ZyFRqmSI/AAAAAAAAA0g/HqVgMxHPMEQ/s1600-h/184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277613792781048098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3ZyFRqmSI/AAAAAAAAA0g/HqVgMxHPMEQ/s400/184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took a picture of the Tower of Terror. We (me and Kaleb) are in the front row on the left. Alex (in the white hat) and then Tristan, and then Grace are behind me in the second row on the left. I took a video of this ride...kaleb was scared out of his mind. The worker tried to stop the whole ride in the beginning and let Kaleb off because he was crying. Absolutely not!! We waited in line and he was going on this ride whether he liked it or not! So I took a video of it. For some reason all the videos are going to the bottom of this post. Be patient while you are watching it....it will be black (in the dark) for a little while and then you will see a clear view of Kaleb and if you look behind us you can see Alex, Tristan, and Grace. But don't look for them the first time. Watch Kaleb the whole time. Watch the whole video and then watch it again watch for the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3Zx7FmKTI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/y6LD7bcptKw/s1600-h/187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277613790046071090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3Zx7FmKTI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/y6LD7bcptKw/s400/187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan coming down...the current at the bottom of the slide would whip them under if someone wasn't there to catch them. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3ZxkzZI7I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/koD5ysDBHdU/s1600-h/185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277613784064140210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3ZxkzZI7I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/koD5ysDBHdU/s400/185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb going down water slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3ZxGUCsZI/AAAAAAAAA0I/6hcEuyNI1mA/s1600-h/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277613775879582098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3ZxGUCsZI/AAAAAAAAA0I/6hcEuyNI1mA/s400/186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a break and went swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3TC2CWttI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Yjct-fQ7Mp8/s1600-h/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277606384166680274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3TC2CWttI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Yjct-fQ7Mp8/s400/194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids went up to do kareoke. It was High School Musical songs. We love those!!! We all bust out dancing and singing at our house with these songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3TCcICa_I/AAAAAAAAAz4/V5xVxhVbo7I/s1600-h/202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277606377211194354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3TCcICa_I/AAAAAAAAAz4/V5xVxhVbo7I/s400/202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made Alex put the bride hat on and Tristan put the groom hat on. (I know that sounds weird cuz their brother and sister...haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3TB-sqEhI/AAAAAAAAAzw/90TNrP9sVjo/s1600-h/203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277606369311724050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3TB-sqEhI/AAAAAAAAAzw/90TNrP9sVjo/s400/203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We celebrated his birthday while we were there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3QVZqWrTI/AAAAAAAAAzo/-rrOWC-Cq3k/s1600-h/207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277603404432452914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3QVZqWrTI/AAAAAAAAAzo/-rrOWC-Cq3k/s400/207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tigger and Eyore....how cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3QUzJPExI/AAAAAAAAAzg/KYP41Lq_Too/s1600-h/210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277603394092995346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3QUzJPExI/AAAAAAAAAzg/KYP41Lq_Too/s400/210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am Jack Sparrow! He plays the part really well...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3QUTWcP3I/AAAAAAAAAzY/ca0dtyeJTWA/s1600-h/213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277603385558450034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3QUTWcP3I/AAAAAAAAAzY/ca0dtyeJTWA/s400/213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their teacher told them to get credit for being gone at Disneyland...they had to eat at "The World's Best Corn Dogs" and they really were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3QT1bt0xI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/eq6TlUKDjT0/s1600-h/215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277603377527509778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3QT1bt0xI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/eq6TlUKDjT0/s400/215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us sitting out on the benches...waiting for 2 hours for the fire works to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3QTfZtTeI/AAAAAAAAAzI/iHKI0oGkiJI/s1600-h/216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277603371613507042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3QTfZtTeI/AAAAAAAAAzI/iHKI0oGkiJI/s400/216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was sooo cold that we had to share our coats with the boys...because Jason forgot the boys coats when he met up with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3Nwx1KX9I/AAAAAAAAAzA/YdqswxbF-aI/s1600-h/217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277600576241819602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3Nwx1KX9I/AAAAAAAAAzA/YdqswxbF-aI/s400/217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb didn't have a coat to wear because it was warmer during the day...so we were all sharing. Kaleb is wearing Alex's friends coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3NwuoHGBI/AAAAAAAAAy4/ivEuzu627WA/s1600-h/220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277600575381772306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3NwuoHGBI/AAAAAAAAAy4/ivEuzu627WA/s400/220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Which one is really sleeping? Who is more tired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3NwEqE9QI/AAAAAAAAAyw/zR5U6CcCmKE/s1600-h/221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277600564115731714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3NwEqE9QI/AAAAAAAAAyw/zR5U6CcCmKE/s400/221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were waiting for the fireworks to start. We got really great seats (on benches)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3NvkFkwyI/AAAAAAAAAyo/b2LKMNh_U7I/s1600-h/222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277600555372692258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3NvkFkwyI/AAAAAAAAAyo/b2LKMNh_U7I/s400/222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is it just a little cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3NvNtfdzI/AAAAAAAAAyg/5KD_7nR2i4c/s1600-h/226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277600549366101810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/ST3NvNtfdzI/AAAAAAAAAyg/5KD_7nR2i4c/s400/226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls literally fell asleep while we waited like 2 hours on the benches for the fireworks to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d9e1b40a631f9106" 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://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd9e1b40a631f9106%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D810C36DB254A9347775E816BBF16D09AE88B5913.14C987E1C15173D4BF79F256A30487D4B068F708%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd9e1b40a631f9106%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtoyP0cAhjxVNtRgtQ58vxWvmKWY&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://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd9e1b40a631f9106%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D810C36DB254A9347775E816BBF16D09AE88B5913.14C987E1C15173D4BF79F256A30487D4B068F708%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd9e1b40a631f9106%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtoyP0cAhjxVNtRgtQ58vxWvmKWY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Here is a movie clip of the fireworks episodes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f088997cb0460799" 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://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df088997cb0460799%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D68D8361EAC410F0611C3FDB1BE907C88C72716.658656B9876D1F3D2D513C345F43CD36A6692215%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df088997cb0460799%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNx3vTazyzPupnEJJhAXJEwNZB_U&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://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df088997cb0460799%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D68D8361EAC410F0611C3FDB1BE907C88C72716.658656B9876D1F3D2D513C345F43CD36A6692215%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df088997cb0460799%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNx3vTazyzPupnEJJhAXJEwNZB_U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Here is a kareoke video of Alex, Grace (one of Alex's best friends), and Jason who wanted so bad to just bust-a-move up on the stage. He couldn't decide whether to stay or leave (secretly he didn't want people to know that he is a High School Musical groupee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9a198234c7d1073" 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://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09a198234c7d1073%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E627DBC7392FAE720D7A1D082DCA58DCA29887A.7593FDB2A46D7C63469A2F73E6CC9402EBDAA576%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9a198234c7d1073%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeacLRwQWVYt--go17EOPdJLbwoU&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://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09a198234c7d1073%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E627DBC7392FAE720D7A1D082DCA58DCA29887A.7593FDB2A46D7C63469A2F73E6CC9402EBDAA576%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9a198234c7d1073%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeacLRwQWVYt--go17EOPdJLbwoU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Kaleb being scared on Tower of Terror. I am a horrible mother...to video him being terrified! (but it is oh-so-funny!) 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Is stealing... on purpose or accident?</title><content type='html'>Okay....you know how we question daily which one (devil or angel)  our children are portraying.  Well we had to have a life lesson just recently with Kaleb.  We went gorcery shopping and you know all those toys that are at the check stand area...well Kaleb was playing with a plastic play phone and I told him to put it back because it was time to go and of course he made it look like he had put it away.  I put all the groceries away in the car and Alex was buckling Kaleb up when he says, "at least I still have my phone!"  Alex started screaming, "Mom!"  Soooo, I took Kaleb out of the car and told Alex to keep the doors locked with her and Tristan inside.  I started to walk up to the front of Walmart and Kaleb was already kicking and screaming.  He kept saying very loud.."I don' t want to say I'm sorry!"  Everyone is looking at me in the parking lot like I was stealing a child or something.  This bell ringer was outside and she kept watching me.  Finally I make my way up to the doors.  I set Kaleb down and I tried to explain that people who steal have to go to jail.  I told him I was going to call Uncle Silver (whose a policeman) and tell him what he did.  That made him scream louder.  Threats were not working.  He was having a total mental breakdown infront of walmart.  I played everycard possible with him.  Of course before the jail thing we talked about how Jesus would be very sad if he did not go in and apologize.  Finally this bell ringer, who had been staring at me this whole time, steps in and says, "If you go in and apologize then I will let you ring the bell."  He stops crying, stands up and says okay.  We went in and found the checker and he hands it to the checker and apologizes and then the checker looks at him and says, "did you take that on accident?"  Of course he is going to say, "oh yah...it was on accident!  Yah sure that is what happened...I didn't take it on purpose."  So after talking about making good choices....the checker lets him off easy by letting him say it was on accident!  NO IT WASN'T!!  HE KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING!  Anyway....there it is....he is 3 almost 4 and he already had his first offense.  I don't think he will do  it again!  At least not anytime soon. (I hope)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-2092341799400702311?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2092341799400702311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=2092341799400702311&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/2092341799400702311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/2092341799400702311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/12/angel-or-devil-is-stealing-on-purpose.html' title='Angel or Devil?  Is stealing... on purpose or accident?'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-8130595115623839817</id><published>2008-11-09T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:06:12.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music!</title><content type='html'>Okay....I put a new juke box on my blog...with all new music.  Every song on there has a meaning!  I put some songs on there in lue of certain people.  Check it out and maybe you can find the song that I put on there because of you.  There were a million songs I wanted to keep adding but I got excited about putting a new juke box on so I never finished with adding even more songs.  Also...I just have to say that anyone who is reading Twilight....I bet your so excited about the movie!!!  Ahhhhh!!!  I can't wait!!!  I am reading book 4 right now and I hide in the bathroom just so that I can read!!!  I know that there are other moms out there that do the same thing!!!!  (I think my husband has caught onto me!!!)  Anyway, I love this series.  If anyone out there knows of another series that is just as good....please let me know.  My mother-in-law and I have been hunting down another really good series.  I know someone out there must know about something!  I am working on getting my Disneyland pictures blogged.  I have Monday and Tuesday off of work because of Veterans Day...so I will try and work on it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-8130595115623839817?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8130595115623839817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=8130595115623839817&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/8130595115623839817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/8130595115623839817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/11/music.html' title='Music!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-5367098932733267259</id><published>2008-10-26T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:59:26.297-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random pictures...sports and trip to Tami&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Pictures to catch up with!!!</title><content type='html'>So, here are some pictures that I have been meaning to blog. They are pictures in a random order (many are all out of order).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SRe95NQ5ZgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/K0-KhlaRQGQ/s1600-h/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266887079743809026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SRe95NQ5ZgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/K0-KhlaRQGQ/s400/142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan was playing goalie and he was getting bored because the ball was not coming back his way. Coaches call him "the wall" cuz nothing gets passed him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SRe94Sp7yWI/AAAAAAAAAyA/jA52JUAMcPY/s1600-h/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266887064011131234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SRe94Sp7yWI/AAAAAAAAAyA/jA52JUAMcPY/s400/110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb is definitely a front runner in soccer. I think this is the game that Kaleb made 10 goals (I promise I am not exagerating)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SRe94F8jLPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/tTUAaEMgt3I/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266887060599549170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SRe94F8jLPI/AAAAAAAAAx4/tTUAaEMgt3I/s400/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went to St. George to visit Tami and we went to Allana's soccer game. She did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SRe94J4n88I/AAAAAAAAAxw/RmP90mV-vbk/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266887061656826818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SRe94J4n88I/AAAAAAAAAxw/RmP90mV-vbk/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Teave and me when we got to St. George. (Terri came up to St. George the same time I did) We took a million shots because we were trying to get Teave to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SRe7wzawXcI/AAAAAAAAAxo/g2H33nNF1Rs/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266884736343629250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SRe7wzawXcI/AAAAAAAAAxo/g2H33nNF1Rs/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Alex in her team uniform. She is on the Mets this season. She was their number one draft pick. She has been playing softball for a while now she suddenly started doing quite well. We are so proud of her. We bribe her with slurpies to hit the ball far. It seems to work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQ_xCGA0DdI/AAAAAAAAAxg/ieeue-9cvk0/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264691507695455698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQ_xCGA0DdI/AAAAAAAAAxg/ieeue-9cvk0/s400/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were at Kaleb's game and we were waiting for it to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQ_tpyiss_I/AAAAAAAAAxY/TSkLmJc64qM/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264687791617127410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQ_tpyiss_I/AAAAAAAAAxY/TSkLmJc64qM/s400/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was freezing outside. The wind would not stop blowing!!! I hate the wind!!! It might have helped if Alex didn't wear flip flops (she took them off).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQ_tpvQmnVI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/KAxV8vSQIpE/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264687790735924562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQ_tpvQmnVI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/KAxV8vSQIpE/s400/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan was freezing too!! He was in his uniform already because his game is usually starts pretty close to the time that Kaleb's game is ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVM1eztaEI/AAAAAAAAAxI/vVeKQ3V-V0Y/s1600-h/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261696221339019330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVM1eztaEI/AAAAAAAAAxI/vVeKQ3V-V0Y/s400/139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is great!! While he was playing goalie he got bored and started dancing and I caught him doing the "air guitar". Seriously!! Isn't this the best picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVM1Hn5XdI/AAAAAAAAAxA/2Re1V3HptMs/s1600-h/172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261696215115455954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVM1Hn5XdI/AAAAAAAAAxA/2Re1V3HptMs/s400/172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The name of Tristan's team is the Coyotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVJxIbfNdI/AAAAAAAAAww/1w5LTcCPLxQ/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261692848077485522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVJxIbfNdI/AAAAAAAAAww/1w5LTcCPLxQ/s400/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone was freezing! Except for Jason. He is never cold!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVJw0lTDqI/AAAAAAAAAwo/PlxDYMNHRH0/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261692842749922978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVJw0lTDqI/AAAAAAAAAwo/PlxDYMNHRH0/s400/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb's team name is the Tiger-Cats. It is a co-ed team and the boys wanted the Tigers and the girls wanted kitties so they came up with Tiger-Cats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVJwgm7fsI/AAAAAAAAAwg/OjlVB16r7c0/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261692837388058306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVJwgm7fsI/AAAAAAAAAwg/OjlVB16r7c0/s400/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Allana playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVIQdbDagI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/06w52jW8sBI/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261691187265497602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVIQdbDagI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/06w52jW8sBI/s400/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is another sweet picture of me and Teave. I love him so much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVIQRmna_I/AAAAAAAAAwI/nEb8Y8S7ifk/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261691184092769266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVIQRmna_I/AAAAAAAAAwI/nEb8Y8S7ifk/s400/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tami and I were messing around with the camera while we were waiting outside the temple with my kids, her kids, and Terri's kids (Terri and Silver's friends were getting married).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVIQD6-lPI/AAAAAAAAAwA/_J8YfBx-cCc/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261691180420076786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVIQD6-lPI/AAAAAAAAAwA/_J8YfBx-cCc/s400/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a cute picture of the Brown family outside the St. George Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVIP0vQwCI/AAAAAAAAAv4/wGi6krwNZSQ/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261691176344404002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVIP0vQwCI/AAAAAAAAAv4/wGi6krwNZSQ/s400/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so this picture is out of order. While Tami was taking pictures with us girls...Stevie got mad at Tami cuz he wanted to be in the picture so he took off and stripped down to his diaper. A lady saw him standing with his clothes off and started calling out for his mother. When Tami turned around she took off running towards him to get him dressed. Below this picture are the pictures of Stevie before she got him dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVIPmw0PcI/AAAAAAAAAvw/1jgGUTRla2U/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261691172592827842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVIPmw0PcI/AAAAAAAAAvw/1jgGUTRla2U/s400/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She just got there and is picking his clothes up off the ground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVHMmZQwgI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vC6wMROEXcg/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261690021442798082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVHMmZQwgI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vC6wMROEXcg/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Look at me mom!! I'll show you for not letting me be in your picture!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVHMNu5VdI/AAAAAAAAAvg/oNECR_Awr1o/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261690014822651346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVHMNu5VdI/AAAAAAAAAvg/oNECR_Awr1o/s400/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the picture that envoked Stevie stripping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVHLmus8pI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xJImDFQ-heY/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261690004352856722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVHLmus8pI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xJImDFQ-heY/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought it would be fun to take a cute picture of me and my little boys! (Alex was still in Vegas with Jason)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVHLIMnTII/AAAAAAAAAvQ/hZonjs7QHWg/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261689996156816514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVHLIMnTII/AAAAAAAAAvQ/hZonjs7QHWg/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another cute picture! I was bribing them to smile for the picture. The sprinklers went off right when we were taking this picture and we got soaked!! I got sprayed right smack in the face. Every direction we ran was the wrong way. All the kids were crying and I felt like an idot as the bystanders watched run around screaming (on the Temple grounds) (I think that Terri was embarressed of me at that moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVHKYnUJ9I/AAAAAAAAAvI/6VfLyIZoi6c/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261689983383906258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVHKYnUJ9I/AAAAAAAAAvI/6VfLyIZoi6c/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were taking "Future Missionary Pictures"...cute huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVGEt8pd2I/AAAAAAAAAvA/L2mIrxQIZCU/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261688786519684962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVGEt8pd2I/AAAAAAAAAvA/L2mIrxQIZCU/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the girls missionary pictures! (Alex is missing....in vegas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVGEUUfFfI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Z5HxpvWtmfg/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261688779640346098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVGEUUfFfI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Z5HxpvWtmfg/s400/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was an all boys missionary picture. I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVGEYbTUTI/AAAAAAAAAuw/hmLChm0v9ns/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261688780742676786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVGEYbTUTI/AAAAAAAAAuw/hmLChm0v9ns/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the kids together. This took a million takes to get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVGDkUf3BI/AAAAAAAAAuo/VwxzXn88PRE/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261688766755494930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVGDkUf3BI/AAAAAAAAAuo/VwxzXn88PRE/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason gave Silver a bunch of clothes....but some of them made Silver look like he was the Incredible Hulk breaking out of the clothes. We laughed so hard, so we had to take a picture of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVGDWbDojI/AAAAAAAAAug/imCms6pXLuQ/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261688763024908850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVGDWbDojI/AAAAAAAAAug/imCms6pXLuQ/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of them fit and some of them didn't even come close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVFIVYv9aI/AAAAAAAAAuY/2uQQwpTSBtQ/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261687749134513570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVFIVYv9aI/AAAAAAAAAuY/2uQQwpTSBtQ/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture of cute Teave and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVFIAcqW5I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/BVNi3TCH1yQ/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261687743513779090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVFIAcqW5I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/BVNi3TCH1yQ/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of me and Tristan at school. We had chefs from Casinos come and cook breakfast for our whole school. Then they gave us chef hats. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVFHju9uQI/AAAAAAAAAuI/DFRachzokjQ/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261687735805917442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVFHju9uQI/AAAAAAAAAuI/DFRachzokjQ/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan in his chef hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVFHSPEE4I/AAAAAAAAAuA/c2LOifQKxkk/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261687731108713346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVFHSPEE4I/AAAAAAAAAuA/c2LOifQKxkk/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Kristine in our Chef hats. (Kristine teaches kindergarten also)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVFHB8QTlI/AAAAAAAAAt4/hP-I4L_KyXE/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261687726734855762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SQVFHB8QTlI/AAAAAAAAAt4/hP-I4L_KyXE/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan was doing his homework as Zorro. I thought that this was sooo funny that I had to go and find the camera. I kept asking him if he chould see okay to write. He wore the mask the whole time he worked! Such a goof!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3331086202859531654-5367098932733267259?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5367098932733267259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=5367098932733267259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5367098932733267259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5367098932733267259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-to-catch-up-with.html' title='Pictures to catch up with!!!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SRe95NQ5ZgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/K0-KhlaRQGQ/s72-c/142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-3188348457927488656</id><published>2008-10-08T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:35:29.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the Test....see who you are? This is who I was (Jaimee)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!" href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/Quizzes/Find-out-which-female-character-you-are.html"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="I'm a Esme! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" src="http://www.twilightersanonymous.com/files/files/banner_ima_esme.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-3188348457927488656?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3188348457927488656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=3188348457927488656&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/3188348457927488656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/3188348457927488656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/take-testsee-who-you-are.html' title='Take the Test....see who you are? This is who I was (Jaimee)'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-6125991339350002743</id><published>2008-10-03T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:08:07.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Night out with Friends (Alex)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcDLvOfTiI/AAAAAAAAAoU/S9gL8aB5aNY/s1600-h/065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253170990541655586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcDLvOfTiI/AAAAAAAAAoU/S9gL8aB5aNY/s400/065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and Kennedy were invited (by Grace) to go see the Lance Burton magic show. They also went M&amp;amp;M World and Cocoa Cola&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcDL1twEII/AAAAAAAAAoc/25du9BgCph0/s1600-h/066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253170992283390082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcDL1twEII/AAAAAAAAAoc/25du9BgCph0/s400/066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Land.&lt;br /&gt;They decided to go and pose by alot of the M&amp;amp;Ms. Kennedy is the short haird girl in the brown dress and Grace is the long haired girl with the spaghetti straps. They were trying to do "peace out" signs and Grace was making a heart with her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcDL6QzuDI/AAAAAAAAAok/vzvbVXzQmHs/s1600-h/068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253170993504172082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcDL6QzuDI/AAAAAAAAAok/vzvbVXzQmHs/s400/068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry the picture is crooked, I was being lazy and didn't face it the right way.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcDMLZwV6I/AAAAAAAAAos/qvU3oTU6DV8/s1600-h/070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253170998105102242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcDMLZwV6I/AAAAAAAAAos/qvU3oTU6DV8/s400/070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were posing with a Panda Bear. They were pretending to be cold. (we know that's not true in vegas)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcCNEtM8LI/AAAAAAAAAn0/CzRoYiZC3UE/s1600-h/056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253169913975861426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcCNEtM8LI/AAAAAAAAAn0/CzRoYiZC3UE/s400/056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her is another cute picture of Alex. Sorry it is sideways.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcCNqMqVFI/AAAAAAAAAn8/uM1xQXWVG6Y/s1600-h/059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253169924039922770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcCNqMqVFI/AAAAAAAAAn8/uM1xQXWVG6Y/s400/059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me what is wrong with Alex in the picture. She said that she couldn't see....it was too bright when she was taking the picture.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcCN7T2o6I/AAAAAAAAAoE/-7ExTlbT_VE/s1600-h/062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253169928633492386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcCN7T2o6I/AAAAAAAAAoE/-7ExTlbT_VE/s400/062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice car posing!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcCOb7FZVI/AAAAAAAAAoM/9LR7VOiX_0M/s1600-h/063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253169937387971922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcCOb7FZVI/AAAAAAAAAoM/9LR7VOiX_0M/s400/063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another M&amp;amp;M pose! The girls had a ton of fun posing. During the Lance Burton show, Alex raised her hand to be a volunteer and they called her up to the stage and she participated in the levitating trick. She brought home a poloroid of her levitating on the stage. It was so cool!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-6125991339350002743?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6125991339350002743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=6125991339350002743&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6125991339350002743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6125991339350002743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/10/fun-night-out-with-friends-alex.html' title='Fun Night out with Friends (Alex)'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SOcDLvOfTiI/AAAAAAAAAoU/S9gL8aB5aNY/s72-c/065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-6698034071612133166</id><published>2008-09-03T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:42:03.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking at Mt. Charleston on Labor Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DYl2oFlI/AAAAAAAAAnM/mcwrCTlPD-w/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241982581039699538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DYl2oFlI/AAAAAAAAAnM/mcwrCTlPD-w/s400/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Labor Day to Jason!!  I was explaining to Tristan what Labor Day is and he says, "Well then we should celebrate Daddy, since he works so much!!!"  SOOOOO, Happy Labor Day to Daddy!!  Happy Labor Day to Daddy!!!  Happy Labor Day to Daddy....Happy Labor Day to you!!! We are grateful to spend time with each other!  We had a lot of fun hiking!! All the kids were enthusiastic!! We did not have too many fatalities. The poor kids are related to me, so it is inevitable that they are going to fall while hiking! Me and Alex! Just the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DYys8icI/AAAAAAAAAnU/uof8Ds0IK4I/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241982584488757698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DYys8icI/AAAAAAAAAnU/uof8Ds0IK4I/s400/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my boys!!! I love them so much!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DZGIGyuI/AAAAAAAAAnc/NCHDFPnKTT0/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241982589702949602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DZGIGyuI/AAAAAAAAAnc/NCHDFPnKTT0/s400/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did another girl picture. This time with Grace (Alex's friend), Giselle (our sweet puppy), Alex, and me. To answere Kandice and Josh's question...Giselle is our new puppy. We love her so much!! We bought her from a Lab rescue. She is about 5 months old. We could not have asked for a better dog (however she chewed up 3 pairs of my shoes today AHHHH). Anyway....we still love her!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DZbEaeaI/AAAAAAAAAnk/bEhVhed2D6o/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241982595324606882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DZbEaeaI/AAAAAAAAAnk/bEhVhed2D6o/s400/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is out of order. It is Kaleb asleep. He was so tired after we were done hiking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DD01JUsI/AAAAAAAAAmk/cGw8DVTbp5w/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241982224282768066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DD01JUsI/AAAAAAAAAmk/cGw8DVTbp5w/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone got to the top before us!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DEPE1h_I/AAAAAAAAAms/W5ZIKdIkgJ4/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241982231327901682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DEPE1h_I/AAAAAAAAAms/W5ZIKdIkgJ4/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are not quite there yet!! We are pointing to the ground because....that was as far as we were going!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DEeF6ziI/AAAAAAAAAm0/9XnacZoYP28/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241982235358973474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DEeF6ziI/AAAAAAAAAm0/9XnacZoYP28/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were taking a rest on a log.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DEv3yQwI/AAAAAAAAAm8/uCyrBZDzJFo/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241982240131531522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DEv3yQwI/AAAAAAAAAm8/uCyrBZDzJFo/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex was getting some water for Giselle our dog.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DE16wJ8I/AAAAAAAAAnE/jEE6uei_6NE/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241982241754589122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DE16wJ8I/AAAAAAAAAnE/jEE6uei_6NE/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tristan is playing around and posing for his picture (like he always does).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9B0JcFmfI/AAAAAAAAAl0/rX_t8qqv1tM/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241980855425276402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9B0JcFmfI/AAAAAAAAAl0/rX_t8qqv1tM/s400/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute are we!!!!  Don't we look so in love!!!!!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9B0bwxHLI/AAAAAAAAAl8/fqWHfx-OFl4/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241980860343852210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9B0bwxHLI/AAAAAAAAAl8/fqWHfx-OFl4/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is their muscle picture.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9B0oQAzJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/gq-iAchl1QM/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241980863696129170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9B0oQAzJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/gq-iAchl1QM/s400/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan is upset in this picture because he wanted to take the picture.  Isn't it kinda funny!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9B0zeJ_8I/AAAAAAAAAmM/cFDSrX54uZ4/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241980866708242370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9B0zeJ_8I/AAAAAAAAAmM/cFDSrX54uZ4/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started smiling when I told him that he would have a chance to take it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9B05Ya84I/AAAAAAAAAmU/Fy0W9G-Fn6c/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241980868294800258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9B05Ya84I/AAAAAAAAAmU/Fy0W9G-Fn6c/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan took this picture.  He did a good job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8w9VXJf8I/AAAAAAAAAlM/fIEGADiznSU/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241962321546936258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8w9VXJf8I/AAAAAAAAAlM/fIEGADiznSU/s400/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't Alex look so cute in her piggy tails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8w9qPIz4I/AAAAAAAAAlU/VvaaDAw39g0/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241962327150481282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8w9qPIz4I/AAAAAAAAAlU/VvaaDAw39g0/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb cheesing it for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8w-Bs3ukI/AAAAAAAAAlc/3KTnvbU3S2Q/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241962333449206338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8w-Bs3ukI/AAAAAAAAAlc/3KTnvbU3S2Q/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is everyone walking up one of the paths.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8w-cgy5FI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8ADkpAvzxd8/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241962340646315090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8w-cgy5FI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8ADkpAvzxd8/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught some cute BFF pictures!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8w-szpL8I/AAAAAAAAAls/PlrKTYK4wEw/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241962345020338114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8w-szpL8I/AAAAAAAAAls/PlrKTYK4wEw/s400/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brotherly love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8wj1VlgdI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Amu4WHGr6dI/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8wkGCFa6I/AAAAAAAAAks/kxqK-fMe73E/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241961887935327138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8wkGCFa6I/AAAAAAAAAks/kxqK-fMe73E/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were hiking back down one of the trails.  Kaleb biffed it so many times.  He has no coordination (like me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8wkv5WmhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/f3yvqDTa_uA/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241961899172993554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8wkv5WmhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/f3yvqDTa_uA/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey Terri....here is our new sunglass picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8wkzy5ezI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ezYqLs70ssM/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241961900219661106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8wkzy5ezI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ezYqLs70ssM/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Checking out some info on the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8wlPClxkI/AAAAAAAAAlE/GLcdR-c9lJI/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241961907533235778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8wlPClxkI/AAAAAAAAAlE/GLcdR-c9lJI/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cute picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8rKhjjJMI/AAAAAAAAAj8/8aykenjxvkA/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241955951088706754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8rKhjjJMI/AAAAAAAAAj8/8aykenjxvkA/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giselle can be so much stronger than Kaleb.  When Giselle starts running...Kaleb ends up looking like a water skiier being dragged.  It's actually kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8rK388CpI/AAAAAAAAAkE/-nT9ci7ErYc/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241955957100776082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8rK388CpI/AAAAAAAAAkE/-nT9ci7ErYc/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group photo out in the feild that we were playing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8rKzYmxZI/AAAAAAAAAkM/nejPRHkloFw/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241955955874645394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8rKzYmxZI/AAAAAAAAAkM/nejPRHkloFw/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our family picture....we are balancing on a log.  It was quite humerous trying to get this picture taken.  I am not sure how many takes it took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8rLRoTryI/AAAAAAAAAkU/qIMzPrJxTbQ/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241955963993567010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8rLRoTryI/AAAAAAAAAkU/qIMzPrJxTbQ/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Grace wanted a balancing picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8rLkBGuAI/AAAAAAAAAkc/bLLpR5usNws/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241955968929413122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8rLkBGuAI/AAAAAAAAAkc/bLLpR5usNws/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another photo moment up one of the trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8qciGYU-I/AAAAAAAAAjU/SyaVK_kc2fo/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241955160960816098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8qciGYU-I/AAAAAAAAAjU/SyaVK_kc2fo/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Grace are playing  football.  It was so beautiful up there.  It was only like 69 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8qc2n7_mI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ajDnQgrkYiQ/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241955166470274658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8qc2n7_mI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ajDnQgrkYiQ/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jason throwing a long pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8qdBd4WQI/AAAAAAAAAjk/xjUfhUlkAmY/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241955169380882690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8qdBd4WQI/AAAAAAAAAjk/xjUfhUlkAmY/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us....just playing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8qdt05iGI/AAAAAAAAAjs/QvOhNi3k8jQ/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241955181288589410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8qdt05iGI/AAAAAAAAAjs/QvOhNi3k8jQ/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;This is one of Kaleb's famous poses for pictures.  He pulls that face all the time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;Tristan posing with a football.  Sometimes I wonder if Tristan will be a model someday...he sure likes to pose for the camera.  Either that or he is just a typical Frayer!!!  Loves the camera!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8qd71cyOI/AAAAAAAAAj0/HmecDsFU6Kk/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241955185048996066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8qd71cyOI/AAAAAAAAAj0/HmecDsFU6Kk/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/3331086202859531654-6698034071612133166?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6698034071612133166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=6698034071612133166&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6698034071612133166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6698034071612133166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/hiking-at-mt-charleston-on-labor-day.html' title='Hiking at Mt. Charleston on Labor Day!!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL9DYl2oFlI/AAAAAAAAAnM/mcwrCTlPD-w/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-5436710358396773235</id><published>2008-09-03T16:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:20:40.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More School Pictures for Alex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8jVJlF_uI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Jn3CPMCG0lg/s1600-h/071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241947337538272994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8jVJlF_uI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Jn3CPMCG0lg/s400/071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex's friend, Grace, took her camera to school and she gave us these cute pictures.  They were waiting for the bus.  So, here it is....Alex's first time riding the bus (other than feildtrips) to school.  She was really excited (can you tell)!!  She told me yesterday that the first week was exciting and now it is just normal.  I tried to tell her. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8jVQTiFwI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ruA_BwU3WNk/s1600-h/072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241947339343664898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8jVQTiFwI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ruA_BwU3WNk/s400/072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids in the picture are Ryan, Alex, and Grace.  Grace lives across the street.  They are best friends.  They were in the same class last year.  Ryan lives in the neighborhood.  All 3 are good friends.  The mom in the picture is Tracey.  It is Ryan's mom.  The little boy is Ryan's little brother and he is IN LOVE with Alex.  He has a crush on her!!!!!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8jVr3kJSI/AAAAAAAAAjE/2mVtz-mdSn8/s1600-h/073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241947346742551842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8jVr3kJSI/AAAAAAAAAjE/2mVtz-mdSn8/s400/073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the same picture except this time, Alex is not trying to jump up and be seen in the picture.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8jWIdZoDI/AAAAAAAAAjM/e50tHtcWAKs/s1600-h/074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241947354417438770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8jWIdZoDI/AAAAAAAAAjM/e50tHtcWAKs/s400/074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bus is there to pick them up!!  Look at their excited faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-5436710358396773235?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5436710358396773235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=5436710358396773235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5436710358396773235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5436710358396773235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-school-pictures-for-alex.html' title='More School Pictures for Alex'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SL8jVJlF_uI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Jn3CPMCG0lg/s72-c/071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-2882103661269111601</id><published>2008-09-01T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:12:57.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talent videos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ceed4736d05bcec4" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dceed4736d05bcec4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D109C605FD3ED643483D5F23C47F4C89B1482EB9D.2CCAD15C94526DB1551046B6A2D4D8DEB522FE01%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dceed4736d05bcec4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0Ygg7C8It6nEzzLgC2cN2lB6P38&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dceed4736d05bcec4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D109C605FD3ED643483D5F23C47F4C89B1482EB9D.2CCAD15C94526DB1551046B6A2D4D8DEB522FE01%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dceed4736d05bcec4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0Ygg7C8It6nEzzLgC2cN2lB6P38&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Don't forget to pause all music before you push play.  Alex and her friend Grace wanted to do a dance for me, so I recorded it....meanwhile....a surprise super star guest appears in the dance video.  This surprise super star guest did not know that I was planning to put this on the blog until after I let him do his surprise appearance.  In the background watch out for naughty behavior from the brothers.  They are caught doing something that they are constantly getting in trouble for.  Now we have it on video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-db7efbc4669cab7a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddb7efbc4669cab7a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5196FD4F3581A141FC3BD8187860FD8A58CDF8F9.461FA5271C8927DBB8ECF6C5E2592AD0594E18FA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddb7efbc4669cab7a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWX0WnQ6XTyal5wfg7QWNITd72mM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddb7efbc4669cab7a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5196FD4F3581A141FC3BD8187860FD8A58CDF8F9.461FA5271C8927DBB8ECF6C5E2592AD0594E18FA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddb7efbc4669cab7a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWX0WnQ6XTyal5wfg7QWNITd72mM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Here is a video of Tristan singing and playing the guitar.  He was acting like he was a rock star on stage.  Sorry the video is dark.  I was stupid and didn't turn a light on when they were dancing.  I will next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ab3cc155236deef1" 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://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab3cc155236deef1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D716215EC58684785C692E31050A072DBD9C8071B.73D467E6B415CC42751F01201D14ECF314BFBE52%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab3cc155236deef1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW4LYOUm1AkcbBpov1-f-dt3ksJY&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://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab3cc155236deef1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D716215EC58684785C692E31050A072DBD9C8071B.73D467E6B415CC42751F01201D14ECF314BFBE52%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab3cc155236deef1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW4LYOUm1AkcbBpov1-f-dt3ksJY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Kaleb wanted to do a talent also...however he got stage freight!!  Then he became everyones puppet during his performance.  I have to get him to do a better show for ya!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-2882103661269111601?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ab3cc155236deef1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ceed4736d05bcec4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=db7efbc4669cab7a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2882103661269111601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=2882103661269111601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/2882103661269111601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/2882103661269111601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-forget-to-pause-all-music-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-5724902734916570152</id><published>2008-08-30T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:03:21.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School Pictures...Yeah!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, here are the pictures. They are in a complete random order. I tried to organize them at first but...it didn't work. Anyway, it's great to be back or should I say it is great to have the kids back at school!!!! It was a fun first day. I seem to have more pictures of Tristan because he is at my school and I see him throughout the day. Anyway!!! Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLn6vZTB9yI/AAAAAAAAAho/Q7xwPnlEFIQ/s1600-h/Tristan+at+lunch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240495333573785378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLn6vZTB9yI/AAAAAAAAAho/Q7xwPnlEFIQ/s400/Tristan+at+lunch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Here is T-Dog at lunch. He was excited to buy lunch. Look at his milk carton. All sides are open because he couldn't open just one end. We'll have to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnqkV4dHnI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_LjV5xXDPmE/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240477551492406898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnqkV4dHnI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_LjV5xXDPmE/s400/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the first day of school outfit that I really wanted to wear, but my principal made us all wear our new school shirts. So....this was my 2nd day of school outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnqkukAB8I/AAAAAAAAAhI/0Npf1gZodgM/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240477558117500866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnqkukAB8I/AAAAAAAAAhI/0Npf1gZodgM/s400/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I put this picture on here because Jason took this picture and when we both looked at it....we thought oh-my-gosh I look like Terri. It was weird when I looked at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnqk0T0JwI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2MWGKW75q1o/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240477559660226306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnqk0T0JwI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/2MWGKW75q1o/s400/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway....then when I took off my glasses...cuz I don't always have to wear them...I don't look as much like Terri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnqlCckv2I/AAAAAAAAAhY/pq0t5zjqEX4/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240477563455061858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnqlCckv2I/AAAAAAAAAhY/pq0t5zjqEX4/s400/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Alex and her 4th grade teacher, Mr. Rosensteel. He is great!!! I think that she is going to have a fun year. Everyone keeps telling her that she is lucky because he is the best one there. Alex was really nervous because she got rezoned this year to this new school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnplbBKA2I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gYPRyPvoutg/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240476470539322210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnplbBKA2I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gYPRyPvoutg/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the picture of my Kindergarten co-workers. Karen, Tamara (Tristan's Teacher), me, and Kristine. I totally love who I work with. They are all so fun and great friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnplu-f7OI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5RErCHSUSFE/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240476475896884450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnplu-f7OI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5RErCHSUSFE/s400/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of me infront of my classroom wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnpllrAVRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/RRB2JiBLdgw/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240476473399203090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnpllrAVRI/AAAAAAAAAgg/RRB2JiBLdgw/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Tristan and the Dr. Dobry the principal. She is an awesome principal. I will never leave this school. It is the best place to be!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnplzKDB_I/AAAAAAAAAgo/JRBzOAXTzN4/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240476477019064306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnplzKDB_I/AAAAAAAAAgo/JRBzOAXTzN4/s400/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Tristan (after school) on the first day. He was eating a snack in my classroom. As you can tell....it is still messy. I am still unpacking boxes. We moved into this new building this year. Our other building was about 54 years old....so this new building is awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnpl6g3Z8I/AAAAAAAAAgw/JRw-ltabNAc/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240476478993819586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnpl6g3Z8I/AAAAAAAAAgw/JRw-ltabNAc/s400/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Kaleb and his preschool teachers. Ms. Boyd (new teacher), Ms. Bossy (has been with her since he was not even 2)(the owner's daughter of Montessori), Ms. Clem (new teacher). He seems really happy. It is a big change for him this year. Tristan left for my school and his cousins (Taylor and Andrew) moved to Missouri. He has been in a preschool class with all the Frayers since he was a baby. Andrew was even in his infant class. So, we did not know how this year was going to be. His teacher said that his behavior has been excellent in class :) I can't believe that. Maybe it is good he has no family in his class this year. Hopefully this will be a good year!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnokg-9G0I/AAAAAAAAAfo/nxiUc4FbMkc/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240475355449203522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnokg-9G0I/AAAAAAAAAfo/nxiUc4FbMkc/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Kaleb, Alex, and Tristan ready for the first day of school. We had to take the picture at 6:30 in the morning since T-Dog has to leave with me in the morning. I have to report at 7:10 every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnokoP2NgI/AAAAAAAAAfw/EyyF2Jw4AxA/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240475357399102978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnokoP2NgI/AAAAAAAAAfw/EyyF2Jw4AxA/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a closer up picture. Kaleb has a strange look on his face. It is almost like he is trying really hard to fake being excited about going back to school. (Who knows?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnok-qOcqI/AAAAAAAAAf4/XcK3OUKrcaA/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240475363415323298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnok-qOcqI/AAAAAAAAAf4/XcK3OUKrcaA/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of me (in my school shirt...not the one I really wanted to wear) and Tristan. He also has a funny look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnolLRNK2I/AAAAAAAAAgA/go5FhD2sj5M/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240475366800042850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnolLRNK2I/AAAAAAAAAgA/go5FhD2sj5M/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan has his backpack on and he is ready to leave. He was a little nervous, since he has been with the Montessori schools since he was 6 weeks old. He has moved up through the years and classrooms with the same kids. This is a big change for him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnolBUi63I/AAAAAAAAAgI/UqRe4oCPlF0/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240475364129696626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLnolBUi63I/AAAAAAAAAgI/UqRe4oCPlF0/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Tristan and Mrs. Tilley (his Kindergarten teacher). I couldn't get him to smile his huge smile he usually does. This was it. I took a few pictures...but this is what they all ended up looking like. He has a very nervous look on his face.&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/3331086202859531654-5724902734916570152?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5724902734916570152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=5724902734916570152&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5724902734916570152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5724902734916570152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school-picturesyeah.html' title='First Day of School Pictures...Yeah!!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLn6vZTB9yI/AAAAAAAAAho/Q7xwPnlEFIQ/s72-c/Tristan+at+lunch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-7704676947558408038</id><published>2008-08-30T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:48:57.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunch of Random pictures!</title><content type='html'>So the summer was fun, however I think that going back to school is good!!  I can't believe that I would let those words come out of my mouth.  Kaleb has worn me out this summer.  His new name is TROUBLE!!  I should have his name engraved on the time out bench!  One of his recent incidences was....now that he got his new haircut...he is very vain!!  If anyone touches his hair he goes and gets the gel, spray bottle, and comb.  He is always fixing his mohawk.  He loves to gel it into a mohawk.  Anyway....someone must have touched his hair and he felt the need to fix it....however he doesn't know how to read yet.  So, when he took out "what he thought was gel" and put it into his hair, he was mortified when I came in and said..."why are you putting Desatin in your hair?"  He stopped and looked at it and if you could have seen the look on his face.  He said, "for my butt?"  I said yes!  The bottle was blue like his gel bottle.  Needless to say we put the gel up high now.  Anyway, the next posts will be about school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLl3Do1l3CI/AAAAAAAAAeI/SH1vMb9uTnA/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240350545807793186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLl3Do1l3CI/AAAAAAAAAeI/SH1vMb9uTnA/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb and Giselle.  She tortures her but Giselle will still come and lay down by him (usually she runs away from Kaleb when he has toys in his hands like the one in his hand now (a plastic sword).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLl3DxJH2gI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/H5mtfisRG_0/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240350548037196290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLl3DxJH2gI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/H5mtfisRG_0/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan crashed by the end of the day!  He was sooo tired!!  No nap in the day brings this on in the early evening!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLl3EFre-mI/AAAAAAAAAeY/5zxNB-rTQXs/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240350553550027362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLl3EFre-mI/AAAAAAAAAeY/5zxNB-rTQXs/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; /Ame thing for kaleb....no nap means this in the early evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLl3EHShPRI/AAAAAAAAAeg/OlDVlYskbMg/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240350553982188818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLl3EHShPRI/AAAAAAAAAeg/OlDVlYskbMg/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again!!!  This time sitting up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLl3Ed_7HcI/AAAAAAAAAeo/aDcKuLMghWE/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240350560078208450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLl3Ed_7HcI/AAAAAAAAAeo/aDcKuLMghWE/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this time hanging upside down with a toy in his hand!!!  There were many more sleep positions....I wish I would have starting photograhing them.  These were all taken before school started.  I am a little behind! &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/3331086202859531654-7704676947558408038?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7704676947558408038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=7704676947558408038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/7704676947558408038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/7704676947558408038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/bunch-of-random-pictures.html' title='Bunch of Random pictures!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLl3Do1l3CI/AAAAAAAAAeI/SH1vMb9uTnA/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-8241778482668956213</id><published>2008-08-14T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T21:29:58.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories I am Behind in Blogging!</title><content type='html'>It has been requested that we put pictures of our house finished. Here is the night time view with the outside lights on. These are our new steps and pillars (with lights).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKYguklL0bI/AAAAAAAAAdg/XO39EOhziWE/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234907601330491826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKYguklL0bI/AAAAAAAAAdg/XO39EOhziWE/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the new front patio...with our shepards handle lights standing around areas. (kinda hidden by the tree and sign (the company wanted to advertise in our yard for a little while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKYgu_ixN5I/AAAAAAAAAdo/Am2qcH7vcnw/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234907608568117138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKYgu_ixN5I/AAAAAAAAAdo/Am2qcH7vcnw/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the same front patio...but from a different angle. (You can see the shepards handle lights)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKYgvNkNENI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Y_JGYj5UOEA/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234907612332232914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKYgvNkNENI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Y_JGYj5UOEA/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKYgvhkTHII/AAAAAAAAAd4/0tsDWojRNA8/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234907617701338242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKYgvhkTHII/AAAAAAAAAd4/0tsDWojRNA8/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the other side of the house...there is a light at the base of the tree but for some reason you cant see how bright it is in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUqVelleVI/AAAAAAAAAcA/TFLwpKoH7hM/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234636690364397906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUqVelleVI/AAAAAAAAAcA/TFLwpKoH7hM/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUqVhpqLPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/P-TRTq82H08/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a front view of the steps (walkway area)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUqWPvvJLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/d8Bs5EfAbY8/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234636703560311986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUqWPvvJLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/d8Bs5EfAbY8/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is kind of a side view of the other side of the house. We are very pleased with the new yard. Anyway...thanks for asking to see the finished product. Next is a pool........ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUG1qFeZFI/AAAAAAAAAbI/nDi4VUvZz2s/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234597660788155474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUG1qFeZFI/AAAAAAAAAbI/nDi4VUvZz2s/s200/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb loves to dress up in Alex's play stuff and he thinks it is really funny when he dolls himself up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUG1nE4aXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Pp0ofA8Vpfw/s1600-h/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234597659980360050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUG1nE4aXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Pp0ofA8Vpfw/s200/130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I talked Alex into cutting her hair. She has had long hair all her life and it is about time for a change. The lady cut her hair so that she could flip it up or under. She absolutely loves it!!! Good thing because it took me forever to talk her into it and we looked at a million hairdo pictures. Whew!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUG2DQuzVI/AAAAAAAAAbY/GzzAGWrIetg/s1600-h/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234597667546254674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUG2DQuzVI/AAAAAAAAAbY/GzzAGWrIetg/s200/131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a back view of it. She is learning to use a curl brush, hairdryer, and soon....a curling iron. Yikes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUG2PMQHJI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3_WqdFudiXs/s1600-h/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234597670748691602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUG2PMQHJI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3_WqdFudiXs/s200/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of all the kids after they got thier hair cut. Kaleb loves his hair to be a little mo-hawk ontop of his head. Kaleb was so obsessed with his hair...that he got upset if anyone touched his head. In the shower that night he got mad at me for wanting to wash their hair!! Then the next day....I caught him trying to put Desitin in his hair because it looks just like his gel bottle. He had only just began....whew! He has been running around with the brush...telling people to not mess it up. As soon as he wakes up, before he goes anywhere, and before bed he thinks he needs to brush it. I love it!! T-dog likes his new style too! It's suppose to be a little of the messy look. And then there's sweet Alex. She feels very pretty. (Ahhh...my little girl is growing up!) Kaleb wanted to show his cousin Andrew his new hair cut, but what he does not understand is that Andrew has now moved to Missouri. He just doesn't get it. I told him we would take a picture of their new haircut and put it on our blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUE8aonG6I/AAAAAAAAAag/e7nI_wxn9U0/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234595577876388770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUE8aonG6I/AAAAAAAAAag/e7nI_wxn9U0/s200/117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of Andrew, Tristan, Alex, Taylor, and Kaleb before mandy, Andrew, and Taylor got into the car and left for Missouri. The kids were so sad. Alex cried and cried and then when we got home she cried some more. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUE8lc4A7I/AAAAAAAAAao/jcpBZ88tC24/s1600-h/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234595580779955122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUE8lc4A7I/AAAAAAAAAao/jcpBZ88tC24/s200/120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is me and mandy...before they left. We went over in the morning to eat one more breakfast wit them and to do lots of hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUE8yeVZiI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZOvaox2PIxs/s1600-h/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234595584275736098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUE8yeVZiI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZOvaox2PIxs/s200/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a cute family picture. Scotty is not leaving Vegas yet. He doesn't have a job in Missouri, but mandy does....so Mandy left with the kids and scott will soon follow (as soon as he has a job).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUE9EDMPiI/AAAAAAAAAa4/EuhJ7EE0gNI/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234595588993728034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUE9EDMPiI/AAAAAAAAAa4/EuhJ7EE0gNI/s200/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex is very excited to take care of Taylor's Hermit Crab. They couldn't take it on the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUE9Z_MvoI/AAAAAAAAAbA/qwZrtKw-JSs/s1600-h/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234595594882563714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKUE9Z_MvoI/AAAAAAAAAbA/qwZrtKw-JSs/s200/124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of the crab's little habitat. 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We had so much fun at the reunion.  I love all of you and I am very happy to spend time with all my immediate and extended family!!  And yes...my husband loved it a ton too and he is very happy that he was finally able to get it off work and come!!!!  yeah!!!!  Thank you Grandpa for letting us stay in the cabin and thankyou Uncle Keith for arranging that for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzudYLyuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/DK6Xhe4m7uk/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234224802676067042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzudYLyuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/DK6Xhe4m7uk/s200/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tried to get all the kids infront of the Stratford sign for a picture.  It was hard to get everyone to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzukgvthI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Amxeh9lq4vw/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234224804591023634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzukgvthI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Amxeh9lq4vw/s200/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somehow baby Teave got left out of the picture (so sad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzuq9Zq-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/wApzF-YSKMU/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234224806321826786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzuq9Zq-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/wApzF-YSKMU/s200/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julie and Tami on our walk (Julie's pushing a stroller with her friends baby in it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzHG0HHeI/AAAAAAAAAZg/8x1fJIm5bmI/s1600-h/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234224126604287458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzHG0HHeI/AAAAAAAAAZg/8x1fJIm5bmI/s200/097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone (except me...cuz I am taking the pictures) on a walk around the neighborhood at the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzHluki8I/AAAAAAAAAZw/7cl1KvhoJR4/s1600-h/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234224134902549442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzHluki8I/AAAAAAAAAZw/7cl1KvhoJR4/s200/106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stopped to take another cute picture of all the kids.  This time we didn't forget Teave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzIE3Y-0I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Crtz4pwA49o/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234224143261039426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzIE3Y-0I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Crtz4pwA49o/s200/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a sister picture (Julie, me, Terri, and Tami).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzIdpCcWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/r4kYkscC_2A/s1600-h/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234224149911728482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzIdpCcWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/r4kYkscC_2A/s200/110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids were amazed that there were lambies in someone's yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxuVrByII/AAAAAAAAAY4/sGLi6eu2pNM/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234222601584363650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxuVrByII/AAAAAAAAAY4/sGLi6eu2pNM/s200/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was late at night and we were playing with the camera...Terri and Julie were putting their best face on for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxucUlwvI/AAAAAAAAAZA/2-2GwQ__35Q/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234222603369300722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxucUlwvI/AAAAAAAAAZA/2-2GwQ__35Q/s200/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what happens when you go to sleep first...and me...who has the camera...goes to sleep last. (Kaleo, Stevie in the middle, and then Tami)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxu9Vt7KI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MjJ_ZYEUxrM/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234222612232400034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxu9Vt7KI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MjJ_ZYEUxrM/s200/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shhh!!! Tami sleeping so quietly! (don't be mad...it's a cute picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxvLAG8tI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9WOif4Kz_6o/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234222615899861714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxvLAG8tI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9WOif4Kz_6o/s200/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Jo loves to give cookies to the grandkids in the morning...before Breakfast...just because she can because she is "the Grandma".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxvbJM1XI/AAAAAAAAAZY/6Qou3VVYD2U/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234222620232963442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxvbJM1XI/AAAAAAAAAZY/6Qou3VVYD2U/s200/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute picture of Papa Wally and Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxAQrLWaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_H6dIFNt58A/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234221809968830882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxAQrLWaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/_H6dIFNt58A/s200/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Silver on the top bunk...the same night I took night pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxAkxZEsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uPJ7fp800F0/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234221815363605186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxAkxZEsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uPJ7fp800F0/s200/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb started out in the bed and later on when I went and checked on him...he ended up somewhere else (another picture will show it). He was on the bottom bunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxA_BTbqI/AAAAAAAAAYg/sUjq33JwyRQ/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234221822409666210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxA_BTbqI/AAAAAAAAAYg/sUjq33JwyRQ/s200/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Alanna (I know I never spell it right) sleeping at one end of the bottom bunk and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxA2GuwxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/E9xKHQJgv8k/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234221820016509714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxA2GuwxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/E9xKHQJgv8k/s200/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Mia on the other end of the bottom bunk. (They were both short enough to share one bed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxBFiGttI/AAAAAAAAAYw/uu0kHTM5RXo/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234221824157857490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOxBFiGttI/AAAAAAAAAYw/uu0kHTM5RXo/s200/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex got the top bunk.  She was so hot that night that she slept without a sheet and she dug out one of her tank tops that she brought.  She didn't think she'd ever fall asleep...but I have proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOuS80VvbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/yUf2cVK5OSM/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234218832521182642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOuS80VvbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/yUf2cVK5OSM/s200/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are at the pizza place with a bunch of cousins!! It was really fun!! Here is a picture of Kaleb a little bit before he fell dead asleep and didn't eat any pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOuTOVM6zI/AAAAAAAAAXI/k3uqwaYRHII/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234218837222419250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOuTOVM6zI/AAAAAAAAAXI/k3uqwaYRHII/s200/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins playing around....till the pizza came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOuTRBd1EI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/EwdrgszCyLo/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234218837944947778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOuTRBd1EI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/EwdrgszCyLo/s200/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again....the same night I snuck around and took pictures...except this is where they fell asleep first before they went to the bed.  This is a typical picture of the Teriipaia couple (asleep)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOuTb9xObI/AAAAAAAAAXY/0SSbOHiVd7o/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234218840882231730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOuTb9xObI/AAAAAAAAAXY/0SSbOHiVd7o/s200/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course...my hubby...this was his vacation from work and he took advantage by going to sleep early too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOuTklh9UI/AAAAAAAAAXg/04v4yyCfe_A/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234218843196486978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOuTklh9UI/AAAAAAAAAXg/04v4yyCfe_A/s200/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terri of course was not asleep because she had to stay up....baby Teave was going to be waking up soon for food....so she figured that it would be pointless to go to bed when he was going to be cryin' soon! (Terri...do you like that I posted this picture...haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOshrh_9rI/AAAAAAAAAWY/DBEQbLg6RzU/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234216886555637426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOshrh_9rI/AAAAAAAAAWY/DBEQbLg6RzU/s200/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silver blowing bubbles!!  It took a long time to get to this part of swimming!! Good job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOsh_bxdLI/AAAAAAAAAWg/fQTe33nfSuM/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234216891898229938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOsh_bxdLI/AAAAAAAAAWg/fQTe33nfSuM/s200/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan playing around with the kick board! (He has to have those goggles...he bought them with his chore money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOsiOYqkeI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YLbgczjy8dQ/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234216895911727586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOsiOYqkeI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YLbgczjy8dQ/s200/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terri and Teave sat under this tree the whole time we swam....whew!! I would be dying of the heat!!  So...Silver came to pose with her...how cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOsiocnMfI/AAAAAAAAAWw/eTE0GnCvgIg/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234216902907605490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOsiocnMfI/AAAAAAAAAWw/eTE0GnCvgIg/s200/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex and Allanna (I know I spelled it different this time) at the Pizza place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOsi5XC4II/AAAAAAAAAW4/WGQeKEWg8jE/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234216907447656578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOsi5XC4II/AAAAAAAAAW4/WGQeKEWg8jE/s200/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a cute picture of all the cousins...except for Alex cuz she went to the bathroom at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOrq5U-6LI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gBnS4Y9r46U/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234215945366333618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOrq5U-6LI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gBnS4Y9r46U/s200/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Jo (mom) got so hot that she jumped in with her clothes on and she was playing with all the kids in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOrrMdyqcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/93UBIpACtD4/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234215950503553474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOrrMdyqcI/AAAAAAAAAV4/93UBIpACtD4/s200/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids were having a kicking contest that Jay was juding...of course they all won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOrrTwGbqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Sj0_dhjryhM/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234215952459394722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOrrTwGbqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Sj0_dhjryhM/s200/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute photo of Grandma Jo and kids...except we are missing...Stevie, Elijah, and of course Teave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOrrn5_dLI/AAAAAAAAAWI/9-KPEvGAN5Y/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234215957869589682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOrrn5_dLI/AAAAAAAAAWI/9-KPEvGAN5Y/s200/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silver playing around with the kickboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOrrzlbiFI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0X_gThT6tMw/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234215961004574802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOrrzlbiFI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/0X_gThT6tMw/s200/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb kicking around the pool....he also has to have his goggles...he also bought them with his chore money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOp38uGoFI/AAAAAAAAAVI/QqzrWuPiv2I/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234213970592047186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOp38uGoFI/AAAAAAAAAVI/QqzrWuPiv2I/s200/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ya'll look so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOp4KO69EI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/vcSfcrI8X70/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234213974219355202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOp4KO69EI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/vcSfcrI8X70/s200/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love you Grandpa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOp4W4g6bI/AAAAAAAAAVY/maXOoBL9kD0/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234213977615034802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOp4W4g6bI/AAAAAAAAAVY/maXOoBL9kD0/s200/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleo playing around!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOp4buSYII/AAAAAAAAAVg/m3LRXhBycGU/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234213978914316418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOp4buSYII/AAAAAAAAAVg/m3LRXhBycGU/s200/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jay swimming with the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOp4vH-HRI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PX0mVs4h6Y8/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234213984122314002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOp4vH-HRI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PX0mVs4h6Y8/s200/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sleepy couple is awake...good thing since they are in the pool...just kidding you guys look so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOo-o-fGAI/AAAAAAAAAUg/NvKe_FtYPOo/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234212986039506946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOo-o-fGAI/AAAAAAAAAUg/NvKe_FtYPOo/s200/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lori...I couldn't get you to turn around!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOo-0lLFgI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LQn4b7qVkdM/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234212989154563586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOo-0lLFgI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LQn4b7qVkdM/s200/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Silver before he was willing to go into the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOo_V23qmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/djDec2g4KOg/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234212998087158370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOo_V23qmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/djDec2g4KOg/s200/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love you girls!!!  You're lookin' so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOo_lpZbaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/lCTp_abf6jk/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234213002325618082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOo_lpZbaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/lCTp_abf6jk/s200/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having fun in the water Shane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOo_mFQSzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/4vIDZLExddU/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234213002442459954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOo_mFQSzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/4vIDZLExddU/s200/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terri and Teave in the shade...watching everyone swim.  Teave doesn't look very happy...maybe he wants to go swimming too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOoLlVwHsI/AAAAAAAAAT4/W0Fs4XklVMs/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234212108890021570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOoLlVwHsI/AAAAAAAAAT4/W0Fs4XklVMs/s200/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture of Jay playing shark in the water with Tristan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOoL7gzAbI/AAAAAAAAAUA/MeHzwgfd6sc/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234212114841928114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOoL7gzAbI/AAAAAAAAAUA/MeHzwgfd6sc/s200/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb having fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOoMGUEjRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ckjBoYRaeZc/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234212117741341970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOoMGUEjRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ckjBoYRaeZc/s200/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleo and Alex doing flips in the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOoMb4OKOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/VeIm_o11qyM/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234212123530111202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOoMb4OKOI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/VeIm_o11qyM/s200/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look my cousin Lori has her back to the camera again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOoMjjzjrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_r5zQk2P9Dg/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234212125591965362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOoMjjzjrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_r5zQk2P9Dg/s200/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smile boys!! Don't they look alike! (Jay and T-Dog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOnrcp69ZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/4K0YmYfw6fc/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234211556802885010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOnrcp69ZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/4K0YmYfw6fc/s200/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the picture of Kaleb that same night...remember he started out in bed and then later I went to check on him and he was not in his bed.  It freaked me out cuz it was dark in there and i couldn't see him anywhere until I got closer and realized he had rolled under the opposite bunk bed. Crazy kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOnr3aLM2I/AAAAAAAAATY/h-gDypNWOYo/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234211563984597858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOnr3aLM2I/AAAAAAAAATY/h-gDypNWOYo/s200/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan changed positions a million times...I was afraid he was going to fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOnsKFknSI/AAAAAAAAATg/hkIQ1Irc12c/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234211568998456610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOnsKFknSI/AAAAAAAAATg/hkIQ1Irc12c/s200/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan loves his new swimming floatie...because he can use his arms to swim better without the big bubble floaties on his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOnsOfX9cI/AAAAAAAAATo/vQthcyWyYVY/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234211570180421058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOnsOfX9cI/AAAAAAAAATo/vQthcyWyYVY/s200/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More pool fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOnsgQNa0I/AAAAAAAAATw/H44AePdzbAA/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234211574948653890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOnsgQNa0I/AAAAAAAAATw/H44AePdzbAA/s200/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even more pool fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the cutest video of Grandma Jo playing Ring-around-the-Rosies with the kids in the pool.  She just couldn't stay out of the water in the heat...so in she went with her regular clothes on. It had my kids + Terri's + one of Tami's + cute little Cooper. (Alex and Cooper get along so well!!  I am so glad that they are the same age since so many of the cousins are much younger than her).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1d92abd418a9722" 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://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01d92abd418a9722%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D277ABE80AD45AB76B455F0EC3088AFFD70BB66B7.5FEEC7120A584F17511186782A6DB9469524A0E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d92abd418a9722%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMmJPa2ptfaUIV02EU43jD29z8pM&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://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01d92abd418a9722%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D277ABE80AD45AB76B455F0EC3088AFFD70BB66B7.5FEEC7120A584F17511186782A6DB9469524A0E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d92abd418a9722%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMmJPa2ptfaUIV02EU43jD29z8pM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-5643941477071987956?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1d92abd418a9722&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5643941477071987956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=5643941477071987956&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5643941477071987956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5643941477071987956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/stratford-family-reunion.html' title='Stratford Family Reunion'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOzudYLyuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/DK6Xhe4m7uk/s72-c/113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-6095325058740980691</id><published>2008-08-13T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:27:46.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures for Kandice and Josh (One of our Memories)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOkPniuh5I/AAAAAAAAASo/tZj5uW6aesI/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234207780154279826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOkPniuh5I/AAAAAAAAASo/tZj5uW6aesI/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remember we were playing ball at the park.  Alex fell down and tore her pants and scuffed up per knee pretty bad.  Here was a cute picture of Tristan...with his glove and ball he got for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOkP7LjmmI/AAAAAAAAASw/JNQt9d-2-9I/s1600-h/IMG_0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234207785425803874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOkP7LjmmI/AAAAAAAAASw/JNQt9d-2-9I/s320/IMG_0304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Joshie being silly!!!  Are you really stuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOkQUC4NSI/AAAAAAAAAS4/0XwpFHb9er0/s1600-h/IMG_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234207792100291874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOkQUC4NSI/AAAAAAAAAS4/0XwpFHb9er0/s320/IMG_0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's okay!! Here is Jay doing the same thing!!  I love it!!  It looks like Alex is going to rescue him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOkRhTrecI/AAAAAAAAATA/IixR4S5MrPk/s1600-h/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234207812840290754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOkRhTrecI/AAAAAAAAATA/IixR4S5MrPk/s320/IMG_0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how tiny Kaleb is in Auntie Kandice's arms.  He as about 12 days old. They came down to see Kaleb, help me out a little...cuz I couldn't drive or carry the baby carrier for a couple weeks because of my c-section, so everywhere we went Kandice or Josh carried the carrrier and Josh drove my car (if Jay was working), and they also came down so that Josh and I could celebrate our birthdays together cuz our birthdays are only 6 days apart. Me...Jan. 7th and Josh...Jan. 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOkSANGwRI/AAAAAAAAATI/gNGgpgYd0aI/s1600-h/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234207821134217490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOkSANGwRI/AAAAAAAAATI/gNGgpgYd0aI/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously....how cute is this picture of Auntie Kandice, Kaleb, and Tristan!!!  Kandice did alot of baby holding while she was down visiting :)&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/3331086202859531654-6095325058740980691?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6095325058740980691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=6095325058740980691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6095325058740980691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6095325058740980691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures-for-kandice-and-josh-one-of.html' title='Pictures for Kandice and Josh (One of our Memories)'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SKOkPniuh5I/AAAAAAAAASo/tZj5uW6aesI/s72-c/IMG_0303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-4658122990174775694</id><published>2008-07-22T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T00:53:46.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave a Memory!!</title><content type='html'>Here are the directions:&lt;br /&gt;1. As a comment on our blog, leave one memory that you and I or anyone in my family (me, Jason, Alex, Tristan, or Kaleb) had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me (us) a little or a lot, anything you remember!&lt;br /&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you.  It's actually pretty cool (and funny) to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me or someone in our family, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. :) If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-4658122990174775694?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4658122990174775694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=4658122990174775694&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4658122990174775694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4658122990174775694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/leave-memory.html' title='Leave a Memory!!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-5582910357029725145</id><published>2008-07-16T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:12:25.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Am I Going To Do With Kaleb?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SH4rwayiROI/AAAAAAAAASg/6uO5PZ3N72A/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heaven help me!! My daughter is at Disney Land with a friend, so here I am with my boys. In the last 3 days this is what my sweet, i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nnocent child has been up to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;...Kaleb was downstairs minding his own business, while I was upstairs trying to help my husband, who is worse than a girl, find a shirt to wear to church...the monster, oops I mean Kaleb, decided to take a black permanent marker and color on the palm of his hand and on my&lt;/span&gt; couch (in several spots). He tried to hide the marker under the couch. Of course it wasn't him that did it...but the proof was on the palm of his hand. Becky, my mother in law, desperately tried to scrub it before Jason (his unconditionally loving dad) came downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;...Tristan and Kaleb were playing with the Wii when Tristan asked Kaleb to go get some baby wipes so that they could clean the disk. So Kaleb....who never gets distracted by anything, found the Desitin sitting beside the babywipes. He completely forgot about the babywipes and took the Desitin instead. He took it out to the tv room and squeezed it out...all over the remote, my carpet, the banister, his fingers. I caught him hiding in the corner with it. It scared me becasue I thought he put it in his mouth. I asked him if he knew what it was for and he said, "yes, for your butt!" as he laughed. I scrubbed everything and now my carpet has giant white spots where the desitin won't come out....because it was designed to be water resistant...imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...the phone rang while the boys were eating lunch. I answered it and it was my landscaper. I tried to discuss a few thing with him when my boys started to be really noisey...so I stepped into the toy closet and shut the door. Suddenly Tristan starts screaming and trying to come into the toy closet. I was almost done with the phone call...so I held the door shut (the entire phone call lasted maybe 3 1/2 minutes). I opened the door and Macaroni and Cheese was everywhere. I was not my best at this moment. Kaleb had thrown the macaroni everywhere...on the kitchen floor, in the book shelf, under the table, on the carpet by the toy closet door. The reason why Tristan started screaming was because Tristan was trying to tell me what was happening so....he came over and started spitting the macaroni on him (infront of the door). I made him pick every last peice up. Then to test me a little more he tried rubbing it on my kitchen wall as he looked up at me. Unconditional love you say.... Boy did I have to count to ten. So, yes!! I put him on the counter and put a tiny drop of "Consequence Juice (tabasco sauce)" on his tongue. Then of course I feel bad, so after I talk about his actions I give him a glass of milk and make him go brush his teeth to get the taste out of his mouth. Then made him continue to pick up the mess. He behaved the rest of the day! Let's hope nothing happends today!!!  Here is a video of how much energy they have and how silly they are.  Watch for Kaleb's solo boogey.  Obviously this was taken when Alex was here since she is in the background and she is actually at Disney Land right now. Don't forget to pause the music and turn up the volume.  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The Top 20 (I know you'd love more)</title><content type='html'>I must say that my family is quite needy!!!  I guess we all feel the need to be told that we love them publically!!  I was also informed that all I said about Tami (on my Provo trip) was that I spent time with her.  I had a request to say....WHY I LOVE TAMI &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(i am sure Terri you will be next to ask)&lt;/span&gt;....so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. Because she is my sister (blood of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;2. Because she is the one that everyone says I look the most like :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;3. I can talk to her about &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt; forever and she never gets bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. She gives me clothes....thank goodness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;5. She asks me for advice about school stuff (teaching)....and then actually tries what I told her to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6. She will take all my kids clothes....as my kids grow out of them so that I can ooh and ahh over how cute they look in them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7. She lets me come down and stay at her house every time I go on break from school (and doesn't complain about how long my kids terrorize her house and cupboards)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. She sets up my hair appointments for me (with her awesome friend Nicole) who lives in cedar and then she comes with me to the appointments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;9. She will listen to me vent about anything (work, kids, husbands..come on we all do it, diets, clothes, money, decision making, decorating my house, etc....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. We both try and figure out why our boys (kaleb and elijah do the things they do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;11. She is my cheerleader for anything that I want to accomplish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;12. She is great at giving me whatever inspirational speech I need (I wonder if she has them written down on paper and just pulls them out of a drawer and reads the one that I need to hear)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;13. I can tease her about things without her getting mad...like when she was in a Princess Pagent, or when she busts out in song like Cinderella, Snow White, or our mom, or when she use to pull her socks clear up to her knees, or when she had her first kiss right infront of me, this could go on forever too) OR how she can laugh at herself when she does embarrasing things in public like I do (honk at people she thinks she knows, strikes up conversations with people who she thought was someone else, waves at strangers because she thought it was her friend and it was not, gets things caught in her teeth and still continues to smile at everyone, I could go on and on....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;14. Always visits me or attempts to visit me...if she steps foot in vegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;15. She falls asleep anywhere.....just like I do....especially infront of the tv watching stupid shows that i like to watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;16. Makes me healthy meals when I come to visit her (because she knows I am trying to stay within my weight watchers points)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;17. Doesn't get bored when we just sit around and talk....while our kids are tearing apart the house or backyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The last 3 reasons come from my kids because....I love Tami because she loves and cares for my kids!  So here's what they said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;18. Tristan says, "I love Tami because she gives desserts after dinner that his mom doesn't give." (He's full of it....like he is deprived of desserts at our house, but thats his perception right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;19. Kaleb says, "I love Tami because she makes me breakfast." (like I don't feed him?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;20. Alex says, "I love Tami because she lets us watch a movie late at night or lets us fall asleep infront of the TV and my mom doesn't." (Auntie gets to be the nice one right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-5861890480576048351?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5861890480576048351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=5861890480576048351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5861890480576048351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5861890480576048351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/ode-to-tami-top-20-i-know-youd-love.html' title='Ode to Tami! The Top 20 (I know you&apos;d love more)'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-7709979823985750027</id><published>2008-07-12T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T14:42:17.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Important Information From the Provo Trip</title><content type='html'>I have been informed  by my little sister Julie that I forgot to mention her in my blog about Provo.  I am soooooo sorry!!!  In my defense...I was falling asleep at the computer the night I typed alot of the info about the trip and if anyone knows me well they know that I do not do well at night when I am tired!!  I could fall asleep standing up!!  I did spend alot of time with my good lil sis Julie.  We had fun at the hospital when Terri was in labor.  We had fun messing around with new ring tones for our phones.  There are 2 free websites for ring tones.  We stayed up till 2:00 in the morning finding fun ring tones.  We hung out at Terri's alot.  She helped me at bed time with the kids (when she wasn't acting like a kid herself) hehe!  She met us at the parade and she squished me in the car (on my lap) hehe!  We went swimming at her apartments.  Also...bless her heart because she took on all the kids at her house for a sleepover.  She gave Cinderella (me) a break for a night.  Terri and I dropped the kids off with McDonalds and icecream and said, "see ya!"  Then the next morning I went and picked my kids and Terri's kids.  We love you Julie for helping us that night!!  Anyway, I needed to add this part to my blog.  If Tami is reading this...maybe you need to read over it carefully so you can tell me what I forgot to say about you (don't be too mean to me)!  Remember I was sleepy when I typed the first blog about Provo.  I LOVE MY FAMILY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-7709979823985750027?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7709979823985750027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=7709979823985750027&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/7709979823985750027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/7709979823985750027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/important-information-from-provo-trip.html' title='Important Information From the Provo Trip'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-8964766200386824547</id><published>2008-07-11T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T16:02:40.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Provo trip...</title><content type='html'>My comments about this whole trip are at the bottom of all these pictures.  So don't forget to take the time to read them!!!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHflYZ902uI/AAAAAAAAASA/A0JcZNWonfI/s1600-h/070408_18081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221894500409203426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHflYZ902uI/AAAAAAAAASA/A0JcZNWonfI/s320/070408_18081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyday around the same time....Mia and Kaleb would find a place to fall asleep.  It was always in the most unusual positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHflYuUb1tI/AAAAAAAAASI/s-aAdGoY0Fc/s1600-h/070408_21191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221894505872742098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHflYuUb1tI/AAAAAAAAASI/s-aAdGoY0Fc/s320/070408_21191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Kaleb with his sparkler.  I was a little scared with the fire in his hands.  They were pretending their sparklers were magic wands....like in Harry Potter.  They were doing all kinds of spells on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHflYn6I0zI/AAAAAAAAASQ/O-5W097WB2U/s1600-h/070408_21271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221894504151831346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHflYn6I0zI/AAAAAAAAASQ/O-5W097WB2U/s320/070408_21271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Alex with her magic wand (sparkler).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHflY3s7LcI/AAAAAAAAASY/vk7FrE2wzXk/s1600-h/070408_22251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221894508391378370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHflY3s7LcI/AAAAAAAAASY/vk7FrE2wzXk/s320/070408_22251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Tristans.  I made him pose for this picture because he was so tired that he went inside and told me he wanted to go to bed.  (what kind of kid says he wants to go to bed? On the 4th of July?  That's my T-Dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfj-BzR1mI/AAAAAAAAARY/HzpWx3rfwkw/s1600-h/070408_11351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221892947734287970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfj-BzR1mI/AAAAAAAAARY/HzpWx3rfwkw/s320/070408_11351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfj-ROmAoI/AAAAAAAAARg/SpYvFrMKP6E/s1600-h/070408_15421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221892951875388034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfj-ROmAoI/AAAAAAAAARg/SpYvFrMKP6E/s320/070408_15421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We walked down to the big swing that is behind my sister's house. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfj-XDRiCI/AAAAAAAAARo/6zHKecsCAuo/s1600-h/070408_15441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221892953438521378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfj-XDRiCI/AAAAAAAAARo/6zHKecsCAuo/s320/070408_15441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A family photo infront of a big tree that the kids kept climbing (behind Terri's house).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfj-hwBhVI/AAAAAAAAARw/H9g_rEYAB98/s1600-h/070408_15521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221892956310570322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfj-hwBhVI/AAAAAAAAARw/H9g_rEYAB98/s320/070408_15521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan decided to climb that tree...when I wasn't looking. It freaked me out when I turned around and saw him clear up in the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfj_DxLT4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/1MMroXEe0UE/s1600-h/070408_15541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221892965442211714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfj_DxLT4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/1MMroXEe0UE/s320/070408_15541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suddenly all of my kids think that they are experienced climbers. Kaleb kept falling down the tree as he climbed. I thought that I was going to be picking a million slivers out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfi-2uSKpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/OZcKoK-KD8c/s1600-h/070308_15101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221891862428789394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfi-2uSKpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/OZcKoK-KD8c/s320/070308_15101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A family shot at the water park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfi_HrHjJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/6Ob_zl530rE/s1600-h/070308_15141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221891866978913426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfi_HrHjJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/6Ob_zl530rE/s320/070308_15141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A kid shot at the water park....except I added my very pregnant friend Cindy in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfi_AHbJlI/AAAAAAAAARA/qwQ5-fugoYY/s1600-h/070308_15142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221891864950154834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfi_AHbJlI/AAAAAAAAARA/qwQ5-fugoYY/s320/070308_15142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another shot of the kids. I was trying to get everyone looking at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfi_f6wk9I/AAAAAAAAARI/ygkgSG_K8Sk/s1600-h/070408_09021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221891873486967762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfi_f6wk9I/AAAAAAAAARI/ygkgSG_K8Sk/s320/070408_09021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was at the 4th of July parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfi_Um55QI/AAAAAAAAARQ/7HF05e-SNok/s1600-h/070408_10121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221891870450902274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfi_Um55QI/AAAAAAAAARQ/7HF05e-SNok/s320/070408_10121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tristan has a messy face because he was eating an icecream sandwich at the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfelMSBOBI/AAAAAAAAAQI/8flFvEo4WSw/s1600-h/070108_18392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221887023492708370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfelMSBOBI/AAAAAAAAAQI/8flFvEo4WSw/s320/070108_18392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the games all the kids would play was dress up. Kaleb was a PowerRanger and he played so hard that he fell asleep in the costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfelR5zVhI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hjiDo5-c89A/s1600-h/070108_22412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221887025001747986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfelR5zVhI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hjiDo5-c89A/s320/070108_22412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This a picture of Kaleb's upper left shoulderblade. This is what happends when you walk infront of a 4 seater swing that is loaded up with kids! He walked infront of it (alex says that somehow he ended up under it when all was said and done.) His head hurt, his shoulder hurt, his neck hurt, and he looked a little pale. So my mom checked him out and then we just watched him carefully. The red mark looked like a burn. It almost looked like he had been branded by the swing. That mark lasted days. How do you teach kids to not walk infront of a fast moving object?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfelkS4aKI/AAAAAAAAAQY/onIs-l4B7h0/s1600-h/070308_15021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221887029938776226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfelkS4aKI/AAAAAAAAAQY/onIs-l4B7h0/s320/070308_15021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex playing in the water at the water park (Veterans Memorial Water Park).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfeloahdCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3dwoMJyoK54/s1600-h/070308_15041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221887031044568098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfeloahdCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3dwoMJyoK54/s320/070308_15041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silver and Mia a the water park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfelzkCXvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ueEVOsmjjGo/s1600-h/070308_15061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221887034037264114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfelzkCXvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ueEVOsmjjGo/s320/070308_15061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alex helping Kaleb out of the water because they had called their regular...out of the water safety checks. That is a ton of kids to drag out of the water kicking and screaming...for their safety checks. I wouldn't want to be a life guard at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfcsyRyluI/AAAAAAAAAO4/86hOOdkf79M/s1600-h/062808_07381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221884954928125666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfcsyRyluI/AAAAAAAAAO4/86hOOdkf79M/s320/062808_07381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken behind a glass window. Teave had to be on in the nursury for a while because of low blood pressure (on an IV) and had some respiratory issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfctGIButI/AAAAAAAAAPA/hf_SVqhu8G4/s1600-h/070108_00551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221884960255883986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfctGIButI/AAAAAAAAAPA/hf_SVqhu8G4/s320/070108_00551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Teave sleeping on Terri's chest. She made me promise to not get her in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfctjQACSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/QUoj43ji85I/s1600-h/070108_01092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221884968073955618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfctjQACSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/QUoj43ji85I/s320/070108_01092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another cute picture of him sleeping on Terri's chest. I thought that it looked like he had Popeye muscles in his arms (without his shirt on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfct__BysI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/swIvrnk231U/s1600-h/070108_01191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221884975787395778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfct__BysI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/swIvrnk231U/s320/070108_01191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He always looked so cute when he would open his eyes and look at all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfcuMydU0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/5wvoJdZmnHg/s1600-h/070108_01201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221884979224335170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHfcuMydU0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/5wvoJdZmnHg/s320/070108_01201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teave's little arms just go everywhere so Terri put his mittens on so that he won't scratch himself...but to me they are his little puching gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the pictures from my Provo trip. Remember I took them with my camera phone and so they aren't the best. Some of them are kinda fuzzy! Now...the ones of baby Teave are so cute. Terri and I had a great experience together when her water broke at home and Silver was not home. I am sure Terri will blog about it, but so will I. She didn't know if she went pee in her pants or if her water broke. That is a whole story in itself. I timed her contractions till we finally got a hold of Silver at work and then they were about 1 minute apart. My cousin Dawn was such a sweetie!! She came and slept at Terri's with all the kids so I could be at the hospital with her. Most of her hard labor was done in the middle of the night. She had the baby at 6:41 am (on my husbands birthday...June 28th). After watching Terri's epidural and Teave's birth...I decided that having 3 kids was just enough!!!! Anyway...everyone that was there to watch was me, Tami, Julie, mom, dad, and obviously Terri and Silver. Anyway....here are the pictures of Teave and some other fun times.&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/3331086202859531654-8964766200386824547?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8964766200386824547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=8964766200386824547&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/8964766200386824547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/8964766200386824547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictures-from-provo-trip.html' title='Pictures from Provo trip...'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SHflYZ902uI/AAAAAAAAASA/A0JcZNWonfI/s72-c/070408_18081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-4103124405441924359</id><published>2008-07-10T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:06:22.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip to Provo'/><title type='text'>Just Call Me Cinderella!!</title><content type='html'>So as you know I went to my sister Terri's house to help her out when the baby came. I had so much fun while I was there. I know that I joke that I was Cinderella, but that is okay!!! That is exactly why I went down there. I wanted to help! It was finally my turn to give back! So, the kids had a blast playing with their cousins everyday. Of course the kids got really good at apologies!! I knew that I wouldn't beable to have an apology free trip. Overall...the kids got along. Terri made sure that Mia was potty trained before I got there because she did not want to hear the wrath of me. I had given Mia a couple packages of underwear and kept asking Terri if she was wearing them. A little bird told me that she wasn't...so Terri got busy pretty fast with Mia's potty training right before I came. She kept telling Mia..."Auntie Jaimee will be so proud of you", but what she really was saying was..."you better learn this before Jaimee gets here or else I am dead!" (Just Joking Terri...i love you) Anyway, I had spent time with my mom and dad, Tami/Kaleo and her kids and my good friends Cindy and Greg. I think our kids played in their swim suits everyday!! By the time we left my kids were as brown as Terri's kids are naturally! Hehe! We brought our WII down and everyone including my mom and dad played it!! Silver came with me and we took the kids to the Verterans Memorial water park (along with Cindy and her kids). We also attended the 4th of July Parade. My kids had so much fun. I don't think Kaleb and Tristan have really seen parades (other than Disney Land) because Vegas doesn't really have them. Alex use to see them in Cedar all the time. We did fireworks and BBQ. There was so many funny things that happened while we were there....it would take forever to blog all of it! So I took some pictures with my camera phone (so they aren't very good). However...it won't let me post pictures so I will try and post them later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-4103124405441924359?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4103124405441924359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=4103124405441924359&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4103124405441924359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4103124405441924359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-call-me-cinderella.html' title='Just Call Me Cinderella!!'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-4798911934710401852</id><published>2008-07-03T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:04:33.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Front Yard Renovations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 8'/><title type='text'>Front Yard Renovations, Day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1oOkbmCkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/MmPxh1xwayU/s1600-h/Day+8+Columns+in+progress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218942142699145794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1oOkbmCkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/MmPxh1xwayU/s320/Day+8+Columns+in+progress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Colums are being prepped for the stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1oO1cqpFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/J9I_V_vacqA/s1600-h/Day+8+Trash+Pick+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218942147267044434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1oO1cqpFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/J9I_V_vacqA/s320/Day+8+Trash+Pick+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boy, look at the trash.  And they already hauled some away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1oPDQ000I/AAAAAAAAAOo/tNI62AJCoT4/s1600-h/Day+8+Tree+Planted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218942150975476546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1oPDQ000I/AAAAAAAAAOo/tNI62AJCoT4/s320/Day+8+Tree+Planted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New plum tree added in the front yard.  We love this tree type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1oPcqBpPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Q0BOWwQexms/s1600-h/Day+8+Side+Gate+Finished.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218942157792060658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1oPcqBpPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Q0BOWwQexms/s320/Day+8+Side+Gate+Finished.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New side gate.  The one on the right/matching our neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1n3YmUkkI/AAAAAAAAANw/nihRXmMUwXI/s1600-h/Day+8+Steps+in+progress+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218941744385921602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1n3YmUkkI/AAAAAAAAANw/nihRXmMUwXI/s320/Day+8+Steps+in+progress+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pillars in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1n3t3LLEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/6s0UWt7RY7s/s1600-h/Day+8+Steps+in+progress+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218941750093753410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1n3t3LLEI/AAAAAAAAAN4/6s0UWt7RY7s/s320/Day+8+Steps+in+progress+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the stone under the steps. COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1n33Or1II/AAAAAAAAAOA/LFOE3v-X52g/s1600-h/Day+8+Steps+in+progress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218941752608281730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1n33Or1II/AAAAAAAAAOA/LFOE3v-X52g/s320/Day+8+Steps+in+progress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's moving fast and starting to look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1n4Pvp9VI/AAAAAAAAAOI/HS3QbaF6OVQ/s1600-h/Day+8+Patio+landscaping+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218941759189022034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1n4Pvp9VI/AAAAAAAAAOI/HS3QbaF6OVQ/s320/Day+8+Patio+landscaping+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landscaping around the patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1n4hzZsrI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Ov3xVo_iVPE/s1600-h/Day+8+Patio+landscaping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218941764036571826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1n4hzZsrI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Ov3xVo_iVPE/s320/Day+8+Patio+landscaping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It will look better the more it grows.&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/3331086202859531654-4798911934710401852?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4798911934710401852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=4798911934710401852&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4798911934710401852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4798911934710401852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/07/front-yard-renovations-day-8.html' title='Front Yard Renovations, Day 8'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SG1oOkbmCkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/MmPxh1xwayU/s72-c/Day+8+Columns+in+progress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-3418777247577177911</id><published>2008-06-30T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:38:11.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Front Yard Renovations'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-7a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-7a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; 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(June 28th)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jason!! Your 32 today!! We miss you and we are sorry we couldn't be with you on your birthday, so we made this special movie clip for you!! Don't forget to pause the music and turn up the volume!! We love you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-207196d266b3296" 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://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0207196d266b3296%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61C3F7948476C7FD45E49E988F82DB82067BBC25.6A87DDC2104EA5A07A8955D2F0A479C39844448A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D207196d266b3296%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRz1SijHecBzIPklUhud5j8i2YhI&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://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0207196d266b3296%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329946021%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61C3F7948476C7FD45E49E988F82DB82067BBC25.6A87DDC2104EA5A07A8955D2F0A479C39844448A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D207196d266b3296%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRz1SijHecBzIPklUhud5j8i2YhI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-4105576930320042525?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=207196d266b3296&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4105576930320042525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=4105576930320042525&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4105576930320042525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/4105576930320042525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-to-jason.html' title='Happy Birthday to Jason!! (June 28th)'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-5080577121069728350</id><published>2008-06-27T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T17:17:00.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Front Yard Renovations'/><title type='text'>Front Yard Renovations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our front yard is being renovated this week.  They say it will take about 3 weeks to get it done but they are moving fast.  Jason is posting this blog today.  I know most of you expect Jaimee to do this; she is much better at it but I have nothing to do and I am extremley bored because Jaimee is out of town with the kids missing the destruction of our property; which actually is pretty good because our boys would just cause more destruction if they were home.  Enjoy and I will post more when they destroy and hopefully build more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWBUKoG2mI/AAAAAAAAANQ/x1bhwPPeTnw/s1600-h/Front+Yard+5+6.27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216717926828530274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWBUKoG2mI/AAAAAAAAANQ/x1bhwPPeTnw/s320/Front+Yard+5+6.27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you think I need to clean the yard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWBURg-EtI/AAAAAAAAANY/DZDMRh8xGdg/s1600-h/Front+Yard+6+6.27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216717928677642962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWBURg-EtI/AAAAAAAAANY/DZDMRh8xGdg/s320/Front+Yard+6+6.27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What we see from our front door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWBU3yLYyI/AAAAAAAAANg/SacbL8b7v4Q/s1600-h/Front+Yard+7+6.27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216717938950365986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWBU3yLYyI/AAAAAAAAANg/SacbL8b7v4Q/s320/Front+Yard+7+6.27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our future steps.  They will look good when they are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWBVIGvunI/AAAAAAAAANo/8fg7KBURYUE/s1600-h/Front+Yard+8+6.27+trash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216717943331601010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWBVIGvunI/AAAAAAAAANo/8fg7KBURYUE/s320/Front+Yard+8+6.27+trash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trash building up after day 2.  Part shrubs part walkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWA68OiqPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pfkwknfZSV0/s1600-h/front+yard-beginning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216717493466474738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWA68OiqPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pfkwknfZSV0/s320/front+yard-beginning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The front yard in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWA7feVWtI/AAAAAAAAAMw/7vw6xjzS1j0/s1600-h/Front+Yard1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216717502927952594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWA7feVWtI/AAAAAAAAAMw/7vw6xjzS1j0/s320/Front+Yard1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Demo Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWA7oHAwmI/AAAAAAAAAM4/4GG7b822TOA/s1600-h/Front+Yard+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216717505246052962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWA7oHAwmI/AAAAAAAAAM4/4GG7b822TOA/s320/Front+Yard+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The mess; what a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWA71pnpaI/AAAAAAAAANA/Zh4IcTK_JXY/s1600-h/Front+Yard+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216717508880868770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWA71pnpaI/AAAAAAAAANA/Zh4IcTK_JXY/s320/Front+Yard+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's a whole, a whole, a whole in the bottom of my yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWA8P7eQyI/AAAAAAAAANI/7EIn7kdgwz8/s1600-h/Front+Yard+4+6.27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216717515935073058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWA8P7eQyI/AAAAAAAAANI/7EIn7kdgwz8/s320/Front+Yard+4+6.27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What happened to my walkway: Demo Day 2.&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/3331086202859531654-5080577121069728350?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5080577121069728350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=5080577121069728350&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5080577121069728350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/5080577121069728350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/front-yard-renovations.html' title='Front Yard Renovations'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SGWBUKoG2mI/AAAAAAAAANQ/x1bhwPPeTnw/s72-c/Front+Yard+5+6.27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-1060936703753696949</id><published>2008-06-23T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:48:03.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Hike at Red Rock</title><content type='html'>We woke the kids up one morning and told them we had a surprise.  We got them dressed and went and ate McDonalds and then we went up to Red Rock to go hiking.  Alex hadn't been there for years and Tristan and Kaleb hadn't ever been there, so this was exciting and fun.  It is now one of our favorite places to go, as a family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-6e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-6e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=936748722511088494&amp;site=widget-6e.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=936748722511088494&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/p1/936748722511088494/ms_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=936748722511088494&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/p2/936748722511088494/ms_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=936748722511088494&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/p4/936748722511088494/ms_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3331086202859531654-1060936703753696949?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1060936703753696949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=1060936703753696949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1060936703753696949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/1060936703753696949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/family-hike-at-red-rock.html' title='Family Hike at Red Rock'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-6193903174082540503</id><published>2008-06-23T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:16:05.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unusual Things Kids Discover</title><content type='html'>The funniest thing happened the other day when I was helping Kaleb get his pajamas on, after his shower.  I helped him put on his underwear, when all of a sudden he discovered "the hole" in boys underwear.  He has been wearing underwear since he was 1 1/2 and he is just discovering this!  He was upset at first....because there was a "hole".  I said, "honey...it is suppose to be there."  He said, "why?" (with the funniest look on his face)  I thought to myself...where is Jason?  Why do I have to try and explain this.  I know that this is a very minor discussion, but I know I probably stumbled over my words.  Anyway, so I proceded to explain to him that he could pee through that hole...instead of pulling his pants down.  He looked at me, with his eyes open as wide as he could, as he tried to pull "it" through the hole.  When he successful pulled it through the hole, he looked up at me....still with his eyes open as wide as he could and said, "Cool!"  Now each time he has to pee, he asks permission to use "the hole" in his underwear.  Everytime he asks...I die laughing!!!!!  Kids are sooooo funny!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3331086202859531654-6193903174082540503?l=frayerfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6193903174082540503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3331086202859531654&amp;postID=6193903174082540503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6193903174082540503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3331086202859531654/posts/default/6193903174082540503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frayerfamily.blogspot.com/2008/06/unusual-things-kids-discover.html' title='Unusual Things Kids Discover'/><author><name>Frayer Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06751791389757530179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjWZbdl56K8/SLyTgRhFZuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/hNRM8phhwY0/S220/024.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3331086202859531654.post-3657489137904917025</id><published>2008-06-20T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T21:37:21.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaleb doing a pouty face (he must have learned it from his Aunt Terri)</title><content type='html'>Kaleb was watching Tristan's soccer game and he was upset about something. (who knows what?) 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Tristan has the number 1 on the back of his shirt. You might need to watch it more than once to figure out what exactly happened. Tristan's side of the story is that this other kid pushed him first and he was just getting him back. (He waited for his chance and then he took it!)  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Then after watching him and laughing...Andrew gets upset after not getting the ball then Kaleb gets excited about getting a ball and he comes up and talks to the camera. Hopefully you can understand what he says! 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