<?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-5414229874625447330</id><updated>2011-09-30T12:12:45.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Funny Farm</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-1335607361639255327</id><published>2010-03-09T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:07:58.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Academic Effort Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S5dEXRyWsBI/AAAAAAAABwQ/eRgnxRyqtHo/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446897441030189074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S5dEXRyWsBI/AAAAAAAABwQ/eRgnxRyqtHo/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morg....proud of herself.  She said she "really works hard ALL the time though." LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S5dDUOP2kiI/AAAAAAAABwI/lAUZfMGqg5Y/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Two weeks ago, I got a letter in the mail saying that Morgan was getting an award. We went to the awards ceremony and we were both very happy to hear that she got an Academic Effort Award. Which means....she has shown excellent growth and hard work in 1 or more subjects. We don't know which subject it was, but it just goes to show what kind of girl she is. Always working hard and trying to be her best. The awards went to 12 students out of over 100 in the 5th grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S5dC0vMjtVI/AAAAAAAABv4/J3TXlN7wrlE/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446895748117673298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S5dC0vMjtVI/AAAAAAAABv4/J3TXlN7wrlE/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Morgan and her Principal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446896276630958818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S5dDTgD8cuI/AAAAAAAABwA/tF9g1t7oiKs/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Proud Mommy!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love you Morg and I am always proud of your hard work and determination.  You inspire me!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-1335607361639255327?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1335607361639255327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=1335607361639255327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1335607361639255327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1335607361639255327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2010/03/academic-effort-award.html' title='Academic Effort Award'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S5dEXRyWsBI/AAAAAAAABwQ/eRgnxRyqtHo/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-1173674269351213108</id><published>2010-02-17T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:04:01.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439455221088990034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3zTtECnM1I/AAAAAAAABvo/BT09wvQa8Os/s400/106_5855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year for Valentines Day... my nephew Jaxon called and let us know that we could have the best HEART shaped pizza from Papa Murphy's. So we did (thanks Jax). They all loved the shape and it actually tasted really good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3zTtuxMmcI/AAAAAAAABvw/IaD22SrUDDk/s1600-h/106_5857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439455232558668226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3zTtuxMmcI/AAAAAAAABvw/IaD22SrUDDk/s400/106_5857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When the kids woke up on Sunday morning, I had them a stuffed animal, candy and a special card for each of them on their beds. They LOVE them. It is Wednesday and they still carry them around and sleep with them every night. I am glad that they can feel how much I love them when they hug their bears/tiger. B named her bear, Timaree LOL, Keegan's tiger is Chester and I think (not positive) Morgan's is Michelle (from Full House)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Valentines Day to you 3. I am so blessed to have such wonderful people to share this special day with. I am proud of each of you and I want you to know, how special I felt to have been woken up to you saying..."I love you Mom, you are my Valentine". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTHING BEATS THAT!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-1173674269351213108?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1173674269351213108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=1173674269351213108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1173674269351213108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1173674269351213108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-sweet-valentines.html' title='My Sweet Valentines'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3zTtECnM1I/AAAAAAAABvo/BT09wvQa8Os/s72-c/106_5855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-6752047354348478804</id><published>2010-02-13T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:55:30.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Go Strikers FC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dQOIq2pDI/AAAAAAAABvA/898pKwQJUyY/s1600-h/IMAG0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437903278848779314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dQOIq2pDI/AAAAAAAABvA/898pKwQJUyY/s400/IMAG0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morgan had her first Competitive Soccer tournament this weekend. This is her and her friend Abi. Abi came with to cheer her on. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dMY4GbZuI/AAAAAAAABu4/FC3O5wzZ_Aw/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437899065333081826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dMY4GbZuI/AAAAAAAABu4/FC3O5wzZ_Aw/s400/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morgan and her biggest fans. We were all really excited (even though Keeg doesn't look it), to watch her play again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437903291406543442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dQO3c26lI/AAAAAAAABvI/LHwmTPtDFm8/s400/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Stretchin......She is #17. She got this from her favorite softball pitchers...#7 Hillary (ASU) and #10 Katie (ASU-World Champion 2008)....together = 17. Kinda funny that she picked softball pitcher's #s for her &lt;em&gt;soccer&lt;/em&gt; # LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dMYkguLaI/AAAAAAAABuw/H6ald1X1wFg/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437899060074655138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dMYkguLaI/AAAAAAAABuw/H6ald1X1wFg/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at her go!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dMYDzn4GI/AAAAAAAABuo/LmQd26moEbk/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437899051295563874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dMYDzn4GI/AAAAAAAABuo/LmQd26moEbk/s400/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love to see her happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437904406808692738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dRPypdCAI/AAAAAAAABvQ/9xRwr7BqPXY/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yup, that's right...captain. Her and Shelby, we won the toss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437904422773150162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dRQuHrUdI/AAAAAAAABvY/ghAfm36XZkk/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love that they are learning sportsmanship. They all have to take a knee when a player is hurt and remain there until they are off the field. This is not a new thing in sports, but it is for a young division. I am very glad about that. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437907979849278930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dUfxQtpdI/AAAAAAAABvg/tuZ8XPeN9TE/s400/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end...they did not win any of their 3 games...BUT, they played well and learned a lot. They had only 4 practices before the tourney because of all the rain we have had. So I really think they did good. At the end of this month their regular season will start and then they will have another tournament...Utah Summer Games. I am glad that out of the 3 teams that asked her to play, she chose Coach Pascal, who is French (Morg really likes that cause "they know a lot more about soccer there" LOL). He is great and is really determined to teach them the game and not just win (although, he wants that too haha).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-6752047354348478804?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6752047354348478804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=6752047354348478804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6752047354348478804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6752047354348478804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2010/02/go-strikers-fc-morgan-had-her-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3dQOIq2pDI/AAAAAAAABvA/898pKwQJUyY/s72-c/IMAG0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-2639332061526625612</id><published>2010-02-12T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:47:38.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B Takes Dance :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3ZVMPGCyUI/AAAAAAAABug/-1sC2J4trLI/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437627268795124034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3ZVMPGCyUI/AAAAAAAABug/-1sC2J4trLI/s400/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So as if we didn't have enough going on in our lives &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt; started dance class.  This was her first day.  Can you tell she is excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3ZUKKii4QI/AAAAAAAABuY/LpZeypBkhFo/s1600-h/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437626133701124354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3ZUKKii4QI/AAAAAAAABuY/LpZeypBkhFo/s400/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is her "pose".  Thanks again, Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; and Mags :)  She is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tooooo&lt;/span&gt; cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3ZS0ybjqAI/AAAAAAAABuI/AwXzTbHiaPw/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437624666940483586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3ZS0ybjqAI/AAAAAAAABuI/AwXzTbHiaPw/s400/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are her friends that she "car poles" with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Makena&lt;/span&gt;, Dotti, Sophie, Sidney and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are all in our ward.  It makes it nice because I only have to drive every 5 weeks (yeah me!)&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, they have to wear pink (glad the girls gave B all of it for her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt; back in July).  At the end, they will get new outfits and have a recital :)  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; loves it and she learned "The Swan"???  she showed me her "moves" and said that the teacher told her she did it "just right".  Too funny. I'll record her sometime and post it.  I have to say, I never thought of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt; liking dance and wanting to be a cheerleader...that's right, you heard me.  But it's all good.  As long as my kids are happy...I'm happy. And as you can see.....she is happy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-2639332061526625612?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2639332061526625612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=2639332061526625612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2639332061526625612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2639332061526625612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2010/02/b-takes-dance.html' title='B Takes Dance :)'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S3ZVMPGCyUI/AAAAAAAABug/-1sC2J4trLI/s72-c/123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-6109267076620166998</id><published>2010-02-04T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:33:45.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHILE....Here Comes Sister Nikolaus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SISTER NIKOLAUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;almost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5a00d4e5fb651b09" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5a00d4e5fb651b09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84786738C08042670E018172C7FDA3466032F0B8.498EB37D88E1C48FD13387C3859698825B24FDC5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5a00d4e5fb651b09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH07gKghqazcCUnY0FE0n_EL45eo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5a00d4e5fb651b09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84786738C08042670E018172C7FDA3466032F0B8.498EB37D88E1C48FD13387C3859698825B24FDC5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5a00d4e5fb651b09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH07gKghqazcCUnY0FE0n_EL45eo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the video I took of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; opening her call. I have never been good at shooting action footage....and it shows here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. I am sure you figured out that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cheyanne&lt;/span&gt; will be entering the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MTC&lt;/span&gt; on April 14, 2010, to begin her mission to be served in Santiago East, Chile (Spanish speaking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am so proud of her. A year ago, she would have never even thought of taking this on. But since being home from Honduras and missing the service she was able to give....she changed her mind. They will be so happy and blessed to have her there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My kids are all very excited for her. They haven't come to terms with the "gone for 18 months" thing yet. That will be hard but it will be something we will face when it arises.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures of the "Call Opening" night :) :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434579066898888562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S2uA3iJIN3I/AAAAAAAABtQ/QTLkW_Nh3DU/s400/106_5684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt;...holding her call&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434581399322033442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S2uC_TGI_SI/AAAAAAAABuA/5Jt3RhQr7qU/s400/106_5696.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Chey and our proud Mom (after the tears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434579094193775298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S2uA5H0vIsI/AAAAAAAABto/qJ-9-zaasRo/s400/106_5699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shauna, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Dad (also very proud)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434579078233717890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S2uA4MXj_II/AAAAAAAABtY/-HsP8n7-qGY/s400/106_5693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; pointing to her Mission...Elder Nikolaus is serving above in Mexico City South. AND by the way...I guessed where she was going. That's right, I'm the WINNER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434579496312784738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S2uBQh1YR2I/AAAAAAAABt4/PWqd5RtM8SY/s400/106_5659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, this is actually the night before...but I love this picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; and Tinkerbell. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a Kodak moment :) :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/5414229874625447330-6109267076620166998?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6109267076620166998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=6109267076620166998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6109267076620166998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6109267076620166998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2010/02/chilehere-comes-sister-nikolaus.html' title='CHILE....Here Comes Sister Nikolaus'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S2uA3iJIN3I/AAAAAAAABtQ/QTLkW_Nh3DU/s72-c/106_5684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-4740825152519448640</id><published>2010-01-10T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T08:28:15.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Our First Time Tubing!!! YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425514629006210402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S0tMzzmZtWI/AAAAAAAABso/jIuOffBAW_o/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Let's just say that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chey's&lt;/span&gt; friend Mike and us are not to great at strapping things down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; . Notice the "NO SNOW, MOM" behind us :) Thank goodness the white stuff was only about 30 minutes away.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425514649039780786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S0tM0-Oxu7I/AAAAAAAABs4/zYkf5cBPifo/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My handsome Little Man...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be215e9632f5e320" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe215e9632f5e320%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83220DBCC28D8533AB18F2558AA3D06C74ECDDFC.2DD34B2CA177B180ED50A2B6B23CF7F9BBDD8F28%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe215e9632f5e320%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhtdb_tsAZdIbDVR2tbkijQeyy24&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe215e9632f5e320%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83220DBCC28D8533AB18F2558AA3D06C74ECDDFC.2DD34B2CA177B180ED50A2B6B23CF7F9BBDD8F28%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe215e9632f5e320%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhtdb_tsAZdIbDVR2tbkijQeyy24&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; was the first to go down of the 3. I almost didn't get him on tape. We also didn't get the chance to see how far someone so light would go... i.e. "the bush" It was actually a bunch of thick branch like things and as you can see in the video....he went right into it. He would have been hurt but there was a small hole that he landed in. We were all laughing and that is when I went down (yes, on a tube) to stand in front of the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425514638763952418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S0tM0X81CSI/AAAAAAAABsw/9GlnbTJbwZ0/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My growing to fast...Morgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-56b9a59640067d30" 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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D56b9a59640067d30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74ED5DCD7F92DC1A85B5C22341D83472AD98381A.7D0CEAF3DF076AF2A9993DC0DC935FF36B39D2E1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D56b9a59640067d30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMjwMQH6-h82DD3hqvcSuNvc_LE4&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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D56b9a59640067d30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74ED5DCD7F92DC1A85B5C22341D83472AD98381A.7D0CEAF3DF076AF2A9993DC0DC935FF36B39D2E1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D56b9a59640067d30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMjwMQH6-h82DD3hqvcSuNvc_LE4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Morgan was unsure about how the tubes would work out. I assured her that I grew up on them and that it would be fun. After answering her a million times...I invited her to stay home. She chose to go with us and after the first time down, she was hooked. AND man is she good :) As you can see on the video :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425514654559678562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S0tM1Sy0sGI/AAAAAAAABtA/qHCuZrnihKs/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My Baby...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(under her is the hole that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; landed in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4808d9608bfdcc50" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4808d9608bfdcc50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DA4BEF460B1C9AEA9A8043A5B616E72076B2F46.5B9946A401AE2CFE0A3F674EDF3A6765E861B733%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4808d9608bfdcc50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do5gWSFx1mPlqGQFR7Vs9q3uFCuo&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4808d9608bfdcc50%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DA4BEF460B1C9AEA9A8043A5B616E72076B2F46.5B9946A401AE2CFE0A3F674EDF3A6765E861B733%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4808d9608bfdcc50%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do5gWSFx1mPlqGQFR7Vs9q3uFCuo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Breck&lt;/span&gt; was afraid to go at first. So Maggie's friend Chad took her down. She only went down twice and the rest of the time she played in the snow and hung out with everyone. She loved every minute of it. We were there for two and a half hours :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e990286facb8ab22" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De990286facb8ab22%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D513F03970523784EC4EF0551BC01CB0CC15C82.615AF7F1EC09121195D86514B7836FE668199E85%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De990286facb8ab22%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCKLE6nBpTjUd5NScL03Q9570Xpc&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De990286facb8ab22%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D513F03970523784EC4EF0551BC01CB0CC15C82.615AF7F1EC09121195D86514B7836FE668199E85%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De990286facb8ab22%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCKLE6nBpTjUd5NScL03Q9570Xpc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Morgan was even brave enough to go down the "BIG" hill. She giggled all the way!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; wanted to go to this hill...but once he got there he was afraid. Knowing my Boy like I do, I put him on the tube and sent him down. He was mad at me, but I knew that if he didn't go, the moment we left and forever more he would ask to go back and go down it. :) He isn't mad anymore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. And they all can't wait to go again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425282475271826626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S0p5qri6rMI/AAAAAAAABsg/v4G2kHWp6zo/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After we were done, we walked on a frozen pond. They want to go ice fishing as you can see, Morgan tried to make a hole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. These are the 3 cutest sweetest kids in the world. I am so lucky to have them in my life. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love You My Sweet Three&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425516936653673218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S0tO6IQbkwI/AAAAAAAABtI/fwdmRg9xOmQ/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt;, Chad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Keeg&lt;/span&gt;, Mags &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Morg&lt;/span&gt;. They found the top of a dumpster someone had left in the trees....so they used it as a sled. (Mags is explaining what kind of a sled it is to some guy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-4740825152519448640?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4740825152519448640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=4740825152519448640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4740825152519448640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4740825152519448640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2010/01/winter-fun.html' title='Winter Fun!!!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/S0tMzzmZtWI/AAAAAAAABso/jIuOffBAW_o/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-6763923274634482680</id><published>2009-12-19T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T09:38:31.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing. Sing, Sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sy0PATzkO9I/AAAAAAAABsQ/rstF6FA0CxE/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417002424787549138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sy0PATzkO9I/AAAAAAAABsQ/rstF6FA0CxE/s400/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Getting Ready!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sy0MYoCIO1I/AAAAAAAABsI/HoqlYudo5EQ/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416999543999314770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sy0MYoCIO1I/AAAAAAAABsI/HoqlYudo5EQ/s400/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She LOVES it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Morgan has now had her first real concert. They stood on risers and everything. Their group is really big. You can't see them all on these videos but believe me...they are all there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. On the videos you CAN see Morgan our cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jarron&lt;/span&gt; and her Friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Roxcy&lt;/span&gt; (standing on her right, her brother Keegan's friend Jonah is in front of her). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After Christmas, they will start new songs and Morgan has talked at least two more of her friends into joining. These clips do not to them justice but you can get the idea. They sang about ten songs I think. 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sy0MYHlokgI/AAAAAAAABsA/HQQuIeOzssc/s400/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Morgan and cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jarron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/5414229874625447330-6763923274634482680?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6763923274634482680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=6763923274634482680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6763923274634482680'/><link rel='self' 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Sing, Sing'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sy0PATzkO9I/AAAAAAAABsQ/rstF6FA0CxE/s72-c/062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-8968663335744554235</id><published>2009-12-13T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:05:24.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Now An Official Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>Well we FINALLY decorated our tree.  The kids had a lot of fun and were very happy with the outcome.  Morgan picked out and helped pay for our new angel.  It was a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414959036401773298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyXMjc4E6vI/AAAAAAAABrQ/vwPZgU-v5Ok/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; McKinney's friend Chad came over and helped too. So we had lots of hands :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyXMkHq6NgI/AAAAAAAABrg/SBlo6F6CRIg/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414959047889270274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyXMkHq6NgI/AAAAAAAABrg/SBlo6F6CRIg/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love being with my kids...they bring me so much joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyXMj2P6tAI/AAAAAAAABrY/j6d_ZGOZFK4/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414959043212653570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyXMj2P6tAI/AAAAAAAABrY/j6d_ZGOZFK4/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggie, Morgan &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; LOVE to pose&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414959056599835842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyXMkoHq5MI/AAAAAAAABro/JQqp-BoMCnU/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These are the ornaments my kids painted this year.  We started letting them make their own last year and they loved it.  So I decided to keep it up again this year.  They did a great job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414959068195412434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyXMlTURWdI/AAAAAAAABrw/vmAu6WZqrDc/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;~Ta-Duh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-8968663335744554235?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8968663335744554235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=8968663335744554235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8968663335744554235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8968663335744554235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-is-now-official-christmas-tree.html' title='It Is Now An Official Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyXMjc4E6vI/AAAAAAAABrQ/vwPZgU-v5Ok/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-2513324639706819905</id><published>2009-12-09T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:19:36.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree...</title><content type='html'>On Sunday, my Dad and his wife Shauna, took us all out to pick out our Christmas tree. This was the first time that Keegan and Breckyn had ever gone "tree hunting". Morgan had gone once when she was tiny, so she obviously does not remember it. We had so much fun and it brought back so many memories of living in Taylor and yelling "I found one.......oh never mind it is a CEDAR" LOL &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413476064331248082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCHzHaLMdI/AAAAAAAABoo/UgbokR1d8wA/s320/100_5319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids (including Chey &amp;amp; Mags) were really excited to ride in the back of the truck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413476076666015394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCHz1XAzqI/AAAAAAAABow/tHgw5IvBp5c/s320/100_5320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we are, all ready to go :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413476095994141426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCH09XMmvI/AAAAAAAABpA/nbdIvsuIyIo/s320/100_5325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a small pond that was frozen over....the kids thought that it was so cool and wanted to skate on it ha ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413476086854163122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCH0bUDmrI/AAAAAAAABo4/OGp5ZcQcOyc/s320/100_5321.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Keegan said he had the best recliner ever...he just chilled on Chey's lap all the way up the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCJsrcVuOI/AAAAAAAABpw/r1YKK1SZyjo/s1600-h/100_5332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413478152768174306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCJsrcVuOI/AAAAAAAABpw/r1YKK1SZyjo/s320/100_5332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Maggie, Chey and Morgan looking for a tree.....they are such good friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCJrzdT2CI/AAAAAAAABpo/ngmnAOBItJA/s1600-h/100_5333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413478137739860002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCJrzdT2CI/AAAAAAAABpo/ngmnAOBItJA/s320/100_5333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B found a tree just right for her (to bad we didn't have enough permits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413484558661349490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCPhjQScHI/AAAAAAAABqA/R1puIDyIqiU/s320/100_5329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Keegan got cold and bored so he took a little rest...I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this picture of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCJrTfd6kI/AAAAAAAABpg/6YzL3Shy5fY/s1600-h/100_5335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413478129158974018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCJrTfd6kI/AAAAAAAABpg/6YzL3Shy5fY/s320/100_5335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our tree. It only took us about 2 1/2 hours to find it (we are a little picky)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeg, B, Morg, Mags, Me &amp;amp; Chey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCJq2VBbzI/AAAAAAAABpY/hrPwYvcvlg4/s1600-h/100_5337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413478121330536242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCJq2VBbzI/AAAAAAAABpY/hrPwYvcvlg4/s320/100_5337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see, it got soooo cold. Morg doesn't know I took this picture LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCJqcn-cqI/AAAAAAAABpQ/wNUyQ2mEQBQ/s1600-h/100_5342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413478114430710434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCJqcn-cqI/AAAAAAAABpQ/wNUyQ2mEQBQ/s320/100_5342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chey, Maggie &amp;amp; I rode with the trees on the tailgate. My Dad had a good time pushing on the brakes and hitting every rock. He loved watching us fall, smash each other and hold on for dear life :). Thanks Dad and Shauna for a fun day and for the hot chocolate, doughnuts &amp;amp; cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413484566710462754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCPiBPWKSI/AAAAAAAABqI/OWp6UGoFgfA/s320/100_5344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Erin (Chey's friend) also known (lovingly lol) as Mountain Goat.....he was nice enough to come over and help us girls put up the tree....Thanks Erin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413484587680315698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCPjPW8uTI/AAAAAAAABqY/kmFFZ5355fQ/s320/100_5359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Maggie was in charge of the hedge clippers (not a good idea). She loved them, even using them to cut the wire that they used to tie up a few branches in a bald spot. Here she is, being a reindeer LOL (what a doof)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well now that it is up......we wait. We will decorate it when we are all together (which is a hard task). Hopefully soon. Morgan picked out and helped buy a new Angel and they have ornaments to paint too. Pictures of that, to follow....stay tuned LOL LOL&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-2513324639706819905?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2513324639706819905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=2513324639706819905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2513324639706819905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2513324639706819905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-sunday-my-dad-and-his-wife-shauna.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree...'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyCHzHaLMdI/AAAAAAAABoo/UgbokR1d8wA/s72-c/100_5319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-4555183072567710220</id><published>2009-12-04T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T19:52:11.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All good things must come to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAST SOCCER GAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411586492983822130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SxnRPlmaRzI/AAAAAAAABoI/fvwmJXd5nvE/s400/Nov+2009+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my baby girl....she ended up loving soccer and was so cute to watch. Her facial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;expressions&lt;/span&gt; are priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SxnRRam9-SI/AAAAAAAABog/MtocdpeHAgU/s1600-h/Nov+2009+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411586524393109794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SxnRRam9-SI/AAAAAAAABog/MtocdpeHAgU/s400/Nov+2009+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Perfect snack to end the season.....HOT CHOCOLATE AND DOUGHNUTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SxnRQd8P2fI/AAAAAAAABoQ/nFUM01aW5f8/s1600-h/Nov+2009+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411586508107799026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SxnRQd8P2fI/AAAAAAAABoQ/nFUM01aW5f8/s400/Nov+2009+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the 5 Red Stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sidney, Sara, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt;, Kate &amp;amp; Brooklyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chad (Sidney's Dad) helped me coach (THANK GOODNESS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411586513270420578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SxnRQxLHNGI/AAAAAAAABoY/zRrgpSom65s/s400/Nov+2009+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here are my soccer stars. They are both very good and love the game. Morgan decided to try out for a competitive league and made the Dixie Strikers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FC&lt;/span&gt; team. She will start playing in January and basically go year round. I am not sure I am ready for all of that, 2 practices a week plus games and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tourneys&lt;/span&gt; AND she wants to play softball too. Glad I got a job so I can pay for all this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. BUT, as long as she continues to get good grades, do her chores and be respectful as she is doing now....it will be a great reward for her.&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/5414229874625447330-4555183072567710220?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4555183072567710220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=4555183072567710220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4555183072567710220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4555183072567710220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title='All good things must come to an end'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SxnRPlmaRzI/AAAAAAAABoI/fvwmJXd5nvE/s72-c/Nov+2009+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-8812213428197531692</id><published>2009-11-13T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:51:51.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgan's Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was a great day!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today Morgan had her first school choir performance. They sang 5 songs at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; grocery store. I guess it is a tradition each year. This is a video of one of the songs. You have to look for her.....she is by her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt; Roxi, who is wearing a flower Morgan made her. There were about 50 kids in a very small space. My cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was there too. It was really cute &amp;amp; I could see how much she loved it. :) :) They are all 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***Make sure you turn MY music off, so you can hear the video!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-72cc0987c3e12ec4" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D72cc0987c3e12ec4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D485DFE95A9E78139D816D555E9456CDEDB08CEE9.A50593806BECABD6FDF58C65BFFC0EF3A3FA20F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D72cc0987c3e12ec4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTiOzAjWIhppDOZIwH_ASq53748w&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D72cc0987c3e12ec4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D485DFE95A9E78139D816D555E9456CDEDB08CEE9.A50593806BECABD6FDF58C65BFFC0EF3A3FA20F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D72cc0987c3e12ec4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTiOzAjWIhppDOZIwH_ASq53748w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is PART of the choir :) :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403817211044125826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sv43H29tXII/AAAAAAAABn4/uT5_MU1cT5E/s400/100_5123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then tonight, my Morgan sang her very first solo EVER! Our ward had a Dinner Theatre. We all ate as the primary kids entertained us. I was amazed by how many kids signed up. It lasted nearly 2 hours. She was so scared, she couldn't eat....she wanted to back out a few times and her friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Abi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was unable to come. But after Marion (our friend) to the rescue...she sang and did amazing. You would think she had been doing this forever. She asked if we could see her knees shaking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..but we couldn't. After she was done, she got a roll and said "now I am done &amp;amp; can eat" :) I am so proud of her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She got a lot of compliments and I got one too. I was told by the Primary President, that she was proud of the way I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;raised&lt;/span&gt; my kids. That I was one of the "about 4" parents that kept there kids sitting and being quiet during the talent show. That was a great compliment to me, &amp;amp; made me proud of my children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fb07ca3e3f8dcce" 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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0fb07ca3e3f8dcce%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28CDE8006AABDFF2724057E4300882AD47B49CFC.C3E2F982459DB5F9A9ACDE30D46212BF608E659%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb07ca3e3f8dcce%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeImY7hDczAfz6YhrV8AWJZIqC8g&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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0fb07ca3e3f8dcce%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28CDE8006AABDFF2724057E4300882AD47B49CFC.C3E2F982459DB5F9A9ACDE30D46212BF608E659%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb07ca3e3f8dcce%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeImY7hDczAfz6YhrV8AWJZIqC8g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-8812213428197531692?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8812213428197531692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=8812213428197531692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8812213428197531692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8812213428197531692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/11/morgans-big-day.html' title='Morgan&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sv43H29tXII/AAAAAAAABn4/uT5_MU1cT5E/s72-c/100_5123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-4654125408726865642</id><published>2009-11-10T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:03:18.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Photos</title><content type='html'>Since I didn't have my Blog up and running for a few months...I thought I would put some....ok a lot of pictures on here so you could all see SOME of what you missed. Hope you enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The "Bra"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmzZ5C3MJI/AAAAAAAABmY/Fs1YrJPkKGs/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402546485398548626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmzZ5C3MJI/AAAAAAAABmY/Fs1YrJPkKGs/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is actually called Sand Hallow, but it is 2 dome buildings ie the name. This is the kids' favorite place to go for FHE or birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;Morg, Chey, Mags, Ryke, Keeg, Jax &amp;amp; Breck LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmzZd2MtGI/AAAAAAAABmQ/Te_QCjB_QVY/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402546478097675362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmzZd2MtGI/AAAAAAAABmQ/Te_QCjB_QVY/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good form Morg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmzZKlMDjI/AAAAAAAABmI/gy11G9ICwR0/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402546472926055986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmzZKlMDjI/AAAAAAAABmI/gy11G9ICwR0/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Queen of the Frog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmzYg_P3OI/AAAAAAAABmA/1-1CPLZCdVM/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402546461761068258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmzYg_P3OI/AAAAAAAABmA/1-1CPLZCdVM/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breck and Ryker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmzYNsExsI/AAAAAAAABl4/i27nJG2lZT0/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402546456580376258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmzYNsExsI/AAAAAAAABl4/i27nJG2lZT0/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st Day of school for Morg and Keeg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmxOM8tbwI/AAAAAAAABlw/O5cQyLZCawM/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402544085559766786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmxOM8tbwI/AAAAAAAABlw/O5cQyLZCawM/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morgan's new haircut and favorite outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmxNaFK_jI/AAAAAAAABlo/oOfli9iwbrM/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402544071905050162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmxNaFK_jI/AAAAAAAABlo/oOfli9iwbrM/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keegan's favorite outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmxM9HJjzI/AAAAAAAABlg/aOr3AKl-yXY/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402544064128716594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmxM9HJjzI/AAAAAAAABlg/aOr3AKl-yXY/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Cute - 2nd grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmxMd0tpSI/AAAAAAAABlY/aosZIVyIujQ/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402544055729890594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmxMd0tpSI/AAAAAAAABlY/aosZIVyIujQ/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Growing toooooo fast - 5th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmxL9OZ6mI/AAAAAAAABlQ/6iD00lw4moM/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402538420499721314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmsEc9JLGI/AAAAAAAABjY/G2_kCE3rojw/s320/101_4475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My little Kindergartener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmv1XkB_pI/AAAAAAAABlI/tdx9IG7wujI/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402542559400689298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmv1XkB_pI/AAAAAAAABlI/tdx9IG7wujI/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Breckyn's 5th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmv0xEoLgI/AAAAAAAABlA/vZ3He3_5KaA/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402542549068426754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmv0xEoLgI/AAAAAAAABlA/vZ3He3_5KaA/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmv0WO_BII/AAAAAAAABk4/KGP9KMo5OE0/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402542541864109186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmv0WO_BII/AAAAAAAABk4/KGP9KMo5OE0/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmv0EkLt2I/AAAAAAAABkw/jF2hj0Uke4E/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402542537121183586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmv0EkLt2I/AAAAAAAABkw/jF2hj0Uke4E/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her new bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmvzAGMAnI/AAAAAAAABko/brtJ4DeGKbY/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402542518741762674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmvzAGMAnI/AAAAAAAABko/brtJ4DeGKbY/s320/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to the mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmt6S9FEpI/AAAAAAAABkg/t-EAsEM-y58/s1600-h/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402540445039661714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmt6S9FEpI/AAAAAAAABkg/t-EAsEM-y58/s320/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Huge shovel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shauna, my Dad, Lindsay, Britto, Me, Breck, my Mom, Morg, Raylee, Jill, Ryk, Mags, Keeg, Jax, Chey &amp;amp; Willie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmt5wWD45I/AAAAAAAABkY/adm3uJi91c0/s1600-h/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402540435749200786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmt5wWD45I/AAAAAAAABkY/adm3uJi91c0/s320/120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousins under the crane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmt5g8H1XI/AAAAAAAABkQ/sd3CvN8gOAc/s1600-h/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402540431613875570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmt5g8H1XI/AAAAAAAABkQ/sd3CvN8gOAc/s320/147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; my Three by the little truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmt4yHmDzI/AAAAAAAABkI/HqSQ5OW0e9o/s1600-h/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402540419045527346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmt4yHmDzI/AAAAAAAABkI/HqSQ5OW0e9o/s320/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HUGE HOLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmt4ZDRKPI/AAAAAAAABkA/igYpvNBDbx4/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402540412316494066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmt4ZDRKPI/AAAAAAAABkA/igYpvNBDbx4/s320/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402550252297889858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svm21J1pqEI/AAAAAAAABmw/e81KpP3QxSw/s320/100_2323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love to go driving on Sundays. The mountains are beautiful. This day the kids were a little tired, as you can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402550238391599538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svm20WCIgbI/AAAAAAAABmg/_FaiVxXOqcw/s320/100_2353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so cold on this trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmsGCOAXHI/AAAAAAAABj4/-tFkbiKWbw0/s1600-h/101_4452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402538447682428018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmsGCOAXHI/AAAAAAAABj4/-tFkbiKWbw0/s320/101_4452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a little warmer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeg, Maggie, Breck, Chey &amp;amp; Morg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmsFlvctFI/AAAAAAAABjw/HLM33pserJg/s1600-h/101_4453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402538440038069330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmsFlvctFI/AAAAAAAABjw/HLM33pserJg/s320/101_4453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Boy.....Big Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmsFRpcy0I/AAAAAAAABjo/YxNLihmUJn0/s1600-h/101_4460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402538434644200258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmsFRpcy0I/AAAAAAAABjo/YxNLihmUJn0/s320/101_4460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Three at the creek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmsE6dgO8I/AAAAAAAABjg/UmaJMScu7ws/s1600-h/101_4472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402538428420078530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmsE6dgO8I/AAAAAAAABjg/UmaJMScu7ws/s320/101_4472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SOOOOO COLD at the lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmqXCasrSI/AAAAAAAABjQ/468ZJ0C2U6w/s1600-h/101_4487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402536540770184482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmqXCasrSI/AAAAAAAABjQ/468ZJ0C2U6w/s320/101_4487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;COVE FORT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmqWvp77QI/AAAAAAAABjI/yDQYeERs5A8/s1600-h/101_4489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402536535733824770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmqWvp77QI/AAAAAAAABjI/yDQYeERs5A8/s320/101_4489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to visit Papa Dan and Gramma Geri on their mission. The kids were so happy to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmqWLcJ6EI/AAAAAAAABjA/l0jgVSsGZFo/s1600-h/101_4496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402536526012344386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmqWLcJ6EI/AAAAAAAABjA/l0jgVSsGZFo/s320/101_4496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On top of the fort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmqVlVYlbI/AAAAAAAABi4/tIoI5uIST4k/s1600-h/101_4500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402536515783398834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmqVlVYlbI/AAAAAAAABi4/tIoI5uIST4k/s320/101_4500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmqVQ_zKsI/AAAAAAAABiw/EInfA3nlNH4/s1600-h/101_4510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402536510324157122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmqVQ_zKsI/AAAAAAAABiw/EInfA3nlNH4/s320/101_4510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Soccer....this is the first year any of the kids have played. They LOVE it. Especially Morgan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmoU3n9n3I/AAAAAAAABio/_mn77_QxkuY/s1600-h/101_4525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402534304490037106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmoU3n9n3I/AAAAAAAABio/_mn77_QxkuY/s320/101_4525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmoT3EznaI/AAAAAAAABiY/Sc3l2EdHopc/s1600-h/101_4542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402534287162711458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmoT3EznaI/AAAAAAAABiY/Sc3l2EdHopc/s320/101_4542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmoTb0hOJI/AAAAAAAABiQ/xWfSLgPwFqw/s1600-h/101_4553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402534279846639762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmoTb0hOJI/AAAAAAAABiQ/xWfSLgPwFqw/s320/101_4553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402534296617004690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmoUaS4rpI/AAAAAAAABig/pMZrOrwf-a4/s320/101_4539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Morgan started piano lessons....yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmoS9XecUI/AAAAAAAABiI/bhb8l1bTN3M/s1600-h/101_4570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402534271671759170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmoS9XecUI/AAAAAAAABiI/bhb8l1bTN3M/s320/101_4570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Spinning Park &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cfa94b2329229a6c" 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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcfa94b2329229a6c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C4F6B31A6508A2C421CD5EFE45ABF40933895BE.2628FABC2C6460F9911DBC48DB14292D236D627C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcfa94b2329229a6c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBUL6-8_U_JXXO3hwEAEo88YejUA&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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcfa94b2329229a6c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C4F6B31A6508A2C421CD5EFE45ABF40933895BE.2628FABC2C6460F9911DBC48DB14292D236D627C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcfa94b2329229a6c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBUL6-8_U_JXXO3hwEAEo88YejUA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cheyanne spinning the kids. I couldn't find the one of them going really fast, but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmmHKE334I/AAAAAAAABh4/Bqixwq34oqk/s1600-h/101_4577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402531869901709186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmmHKE334I/AAAAAAAABh4/Bqixwq34oqk/s320/101_4577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmmGuYVj2I/AAAAAAAABhw/3eUZtp5GnFI/s1600-h/101_4590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402531862467153762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmmGuYVj2I/AAAAAAAABhw/3eUZtp5GnFI/s320/101_4590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Morgan is 11&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She designed her cake on the computer...so her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmmGeaDynI/AAAAAAAABho/tLpMdH_lIw0/s1600-h/101_4599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402531858179410546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmmGeaDynI/AAAAAAAABho/tLpMdH_lIw0/s320/101_4599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmmF5EL1TI/AAAAAAAABhg/L_A3oHQzlco/s1600-h/101_4674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402531848155551026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmmF5EL1TI/AAAAAAAABhg/L_A3oHQzlco/s320/101_4674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morg's friends at her "Late Night" party watching a movie on the tramp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmj-ZpBMQI/AAAAAAAABhY/drDWECs3brY/s1600-h/102_2491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402529520437768450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmj-ZpBMQI/AAAAAAAABhY/drDWECs3brY/s320/102_2491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmj9xmvRVI/AAAAAAAABhQ/ZEWKeGROFMc/s1600-h/102_2503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402529509690787154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmj9xmvRVI/AAAAAAAABhQ/ZEWKeGROFMc/s320/102_2503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little Man &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmj9nYbFnI/AAAAAAAABhI/HU3i8q0hkoY/s1600-h/102_2505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402529506946389618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmj9nYbFnI/AAAAAAAABhI/HU3i8q0hkoY/s320/102_2505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Always posing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmj9TBJONI/AAAAAAAABhA/39lVl8LEWY8/s1600-h/102_2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402529501480040658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmj9TBJONI/AAAAAAAABhA/39lVl8LEWY8/s320/102_2509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pouty faces...Keeg just looks mad LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402531876126555490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmmHhQ_fWI/AAAAAAAABiA/vDdIEE9fch8/s320/102_2485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;right where she would love to be....nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmj8z7_tqI/AAAAAAAABg4/bOxt4ZBniMM/s1600-h/102_2518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402529493136946850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Svmj8z7_tqI/AAAAAAAABg4/bOxt4ZBniMM/s320/102_2518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Mom and the kids on one of or Sunday drives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5414229874625447330-4654125408726865642?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4654125408726865642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=4654125408726865642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4654125408726865642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4654125408726865642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-photos.html' title='Random Photos'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmzZ5C3MJI/AAAAAAAABmY/Fs1YrJPkKGs/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-6385406048075115295</id><published>2009-11-10T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T09:25:18.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FHE Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You go girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmfEo4Ia3I/AAAAAAAABgY/hFYBK8j5unE/s1600-h/103_5111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402524130048764786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmfEo4Ia3I/AAAAAAAABgY/hFYBK8j5unE/s400/103_5111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Morgan goofing off, trying to do a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pouty&lt;/span&gt;" pose...so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So around our house, we like to sing and dance. Everyone gets into it. Morgan has learned to shake her "booty"....seriously she is a little Hula Dancer. I had a video, but she doesn't want her butt on the computer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;....I agree. Especially with all the boys that are liking her these days and are even brave enough to tell ME they like her (SCARY!!) I just tell them, it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; if they like her as long as they are good boys....but they CANNOT TOUCH HER!!! and she can't have a boyfriend &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Apparently I am intimidating, but I find that to be a good thing when it comes to that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402524137461952098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmfFEfkrmI/AAAAAAAABgg/b-pmQw9WZ38/s400/103_5118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I caught her dancing, she just makes you smile right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402524141217587426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmfFSe_IOI/AAAAAAAABgo/8UtnpwLkOxk/s400/103_5113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; participating....he usually dances but "the music didn't fit his moves". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, here is a video of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt; dancing. She loves to dance and wears her dance clothes often. Now I just need to get her in dance class. You will also see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jax&lt;/span&gt; make a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;appearances&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; is behind her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-86dd38bdf6385648" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86dd38bdf6385648%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6BD8C98B23B7F2C82217EC21AF34A90AB38CCED5.62C360E2ED8776CD50634A29D5983CD25881423F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86dd38bdf6385648%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_ec2E3ohdnBbPTHM5I_rTWmHLNc&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86dd38bdf6385648%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6BD8C98B23B7F2C82217EC21AF34A90AB38CCED5.62C360E2ED8776CD50634A29D5983CD25881423F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86dd38bdf6385648%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_ec2E3ohdnBbPTHM5I_rTWmHLNc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402524151056101410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmfF3Iq8CI/AAAAAAAABgw/sVMTRxZT2lo/s400/103_5109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And B's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pouty&lt;/span&gt; pose...notice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jax&lt;/span&gt; laughing :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love our dance nights. Everyone gets to goof on and no one feels out of place. I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-6385406048075115295?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6385406048075115295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=6385406048075115295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6385406048075115295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6385406048075115295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/11/fhe-dance.html' title='FHE Dance'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvmfEo4Ia3I/AAAAAAAABgY/hFYBK8j5unE/s72-c/103_5111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-896972185968576204</id><published>2009-11-03T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:25:54.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick-or-Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We love Halloween&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvEigoOtT-I/AAAAAAAABgA/YyiVasvz7tY/s1600-h/103_5098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400135372144201698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvEigoOtT-I/AAAAAAAABgA/YyiVasvz7tY/s400/103_5098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year, my kids had 6 different Halloween events. It was fun but I am glad it is over :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jengo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fhett&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;?) the "bad guy" from Star Wars the Clone Wars, no surprise there...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt; WAS a Twisted Witch for the first 4 events, then changed her mined and became a Ballerina (thanks Aunt Katie for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;). She won a $10 gift card to McDonald's in the costume contest at my work. She LOVED getting to wear make-up and glitter....Morgan as you can see was Pocahontas. It was time consuming to paint her, but she sure looked cute and very different from her normal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; look :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400138233801653170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvElHMvAu7I/AAAAAAAABgI/Kds-wn5AvlM/s400/103_5099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Isn't she beautiful? Yes, yes she is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvEigFkUODI/AAAAAAAABf4/I61VZ6kJCu0/s1600-h/103_5097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400135362839590962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvEigFkUODI/AAAAAAAABf4/I61VZ6kJCu0/s400/103_5097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little Trooper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvEifv4GYWI/AAAAAAAABfw/gn-ZY2_jEwU/s1600-h/103_5095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400135357016990050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvEifv4GYWI/AAAAAAAABfw/gn-ZY2_jEwU/s400/103_5095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Breck&lt;/span&gt; with her "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tude&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvEifI5W8AI/AAAAAAAABfo/_wB9u0bGuf4/s1600-h/103_5093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400135346553286658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvEifI5W8AI/AAAAAAAABfo/_wB9u0bGuf4/s400/103_5093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sweet 3...yes, I see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Keegan's&lt;/span&gt; rabbit ears. He thought he was so sneaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvEieoyHN8I/AAAAAAAABfg/d8bQBDkG8D8/s1600-h/103_5090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400135337932961730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvEieoyHN8I/AAAAAAAABfg/d8bQBDkG8D8/s400/103_5090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is her with make-up and glitter. Gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400138235302055394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvElHSUvDeI/AAAAAAAABgQ/vJW8z7QiGDE/s400/103_5102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went Trick-or-Treating with Jill, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jax&lt;/span&gt;(skeleton) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ryker&lt;/span&gt;(turtle)...By the end of the night, only Morgan and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jax&lt;/span&gt; (plus Jill &amp;amp; me) were left. The others got tired and went home. There were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; many people in our neighborhood. In fact, I was told that a lady in our ward had 750 giant Pixie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Stixs&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;?) and ran out!!! It was insane, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks Jill and boys for going out with us. It was a great night. And thanks for helping with the kids by getting them to the Trick-or-Treat at the High School and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Breck&lt;/span&gt; to the school parade (twice)....I am glad it was you &amp;amp; not me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-896972185968576204?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/896972185968576204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=896972185968576204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/896972185968576204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/896972185968576204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick-or-Treat'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SvEigoOtT-I/AAAAAAAABgA/YyiVasvz7tY/s72-c/103_5098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-419902828931910810</id><published>2009-10-27T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:58:39.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgan's winning video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Beauty is.... My Morgan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397508119879815218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufNCa25EDI/AAAAAAAABew/O7o2ufNkRiE/s400/100_5083.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Morgan with her Trophy and DVD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufNDETl1vI/AAAAAAAABe4/juztc790vpQ/s1600-h/100_5082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397508131006043890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufNDETl1vI/AAAAAAAABe4/juztc790vpQ/s400/100_5082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abi&lt;/span&gt; (Morgan's good friend) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Morg&lt;/span&gt;, both won in their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;category&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufNB2ClSqI/AAAAAAAABeo/3tK9cSxvrO0/s1600-h/100_5087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397508109996739234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufNB2ClSqI/AAAAAAAABeo/3tK9cSxvrO0/s400/100_5087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and My Girl. I surprised her at home with a rose and balloons. the school had called me earlier in the day to let me know she would be getting an award. so I made sure she had lots of support and some of her biggest fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397508139131766450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufNDik6hrI/AAAAAAAABfA/G6DjTWPqLSs/s400/100_5071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Uncle Willie, Aunt Jill, Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt;, Grandma Lu, Aunt Maggie, Papa Bill, Shauna (my Dad's wife) and Me holding the winner!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jaxon&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ryker&lt;/span&gt; were there too (just not around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well I have a lot to post and all happened before this...but I have tried to share this video with my friends and family in many ways and they have not worked. I decided to go this route instead. I feel it very important to show off Morgan's talents that she clearly got from me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. This was a "Reflection" assignment. I am not sure what it is all about. We have never done it before..but the theme this year was Beauty is...&lt;br /&gt;Morgan of course chose Nature, which is no surprise as she LOVES the earth and animals. There were 190 students that participated in her school and I think about 25 are going on to Districts, which includes Morgan. I am so proud of her and her hard work. She took over 200 pictures for about 2 weeks. They are mostly from around our home, Southern Utah and also Arizona. She was careful in putting the pictures to fit with the words. It was a great night!! Love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Morg&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*make sure you turn off my music on the blog so you can hear Morgan's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7a6893f31b216094" 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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7a6893f31b216094%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE277B5AF55BAEB23231A2AA6183D1CF0001F56A.790E14B1CB2B0DB0B1ACFDA3E2CA4B6BF48E94B7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7a6893f31b216094%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtlqMPmltX9hEe6lIvJ3CMmXxQd8&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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7a6893f31b216094%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE277B5AF55BAEB23231A2AA6183D1CF0001F56A.790E14B1CB2B0DB0B1ACFDA3E2CA4B6BF48E94B7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7a6893f31b216094%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtlqMPmltX9hEe6lIvJ3CMmXxQd8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-419902828931910810?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/419902828931910810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=419902828931910810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/419902828931910810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/419902828931910810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/10/morgans-winning-video.html' title='Morgan&apos;s winning video'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufNCa25EDI/AAAAAAAABew/O7o2ufNkRiE/s72-c/100_5083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-1574845609384983535</id><published>2009-10-27T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:54:11.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Keeg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Poor Little Boy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufR4dH4ETI/AAAAAAAABfQ/ngqVcKYBmHM/s1600-h/100_5089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397513446247371058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufR4dH4ETI/AAAAAAAABfQ/ngqVcKYBmHM/s400/100_5089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, the same hour that I got a phone call about Morgan's award... I got another one from the school about Keegan. They told me that he had had an accident on the playground. Sinking heart instantly. But Miss Caroline told me he was ok and that he had ice on his eye. I asked if i needed to come and she said she didn't think so. I called back an hour later to check on him and she said that he was very tough and had gone back to class. Apparently while playing Wall Ball, he and another kid collided and Keegan hit the boy's head with his eye. She also asked if I was going to take a picture of it. I said of course. She giggled and said "he told us you would. He said you had ruined him when he was little with all the pictures." I laughed so hard. Keegan LOVES pictures of himself, USUALLY. Today not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufR3z3OXnI/AAAAAAAABfI/xtpHBKtKdss/s1600-h/100_5069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397513435171675762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufR3z3OXnI/AAAAAAAABfI/xtpHBKtKdss/s400/100_5069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the first picture, the only way I could get it was by getting in it with him. He has a very pretty shiner. Hopefully he is not so upset about it tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-1574845609384983535?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1574845609384983535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=1574845609384983535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1574845609384983535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1574845609384983535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/10/poor-keeg.html' title='Poor Keeg'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SufR4dH4ETI/AAAAAAAABfQ/ngqVcKYBmHM/s72-c/100_5089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-2203168500802766425</id><published>2009-09-02T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:23:50.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have not had my computer up and running for THREE months now.  I spent one day doing the posts that I did in July, but it was ALL DAY.  With just an SD card it takes a lifetime to upload pictures and really don't like blogging without them (they are the best part).&lt;br /&gt;So as soon as it is up and running again, I will play catch up.  Until then, be patient and know we are still here :) :)  Maybe barely, but we are alive.  LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-2203168500802766425?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2203168500802766425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=2203168500802766425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2203168500802766425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2203168500802766425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/09/someday.html' title='Someday'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-642647794143944714</id><published>2009-07-30T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:00:25.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Swim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Little Fish!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnIH8p8s-MI/AAAAAAAABdI/KORqYnDivTI/s1600-h/100_4099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364358844785686722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnIH8p8s-MI/AAAAAAAABdI/KORqYnDivTI/s320/100_4099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While Keegan was down and out, the girls got to go swimming a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnIH8FgZBgI/AAAAAAAABdA/KTYM64xwrwQ/s1600-h/100_4098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364358835003262466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnIH8FgZBgI/AAAAAAAABdA/KTYM64xwrwQ/s320/100_4098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morg learned to swim and dive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnIH70Uqf0I/AAAAAAAABc4/B4FMlZ5d2Hs/s1600-h/100_4097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364358830390673218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnIH70Uqf0I/AAAAAAAABc4/B4FMlZ5d2Hs/s320/100_4097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Breck of course is fearless and we have to watch her constantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnIH7TMftdI/AAAAAAAABcw/eX2PhMv7vhU/s1600-h/100_4096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364358821498041810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnIH7TMftdI/AAAAAAAABcw/eX2PhMv7vhU/s320/100_4096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So proud!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-642647794143944714?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/642647794143944714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=642647794143944714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/642647794143944714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/642647794143944714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-little-fish-while-keegan-was-down.html' title='Learning to Swim'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnIH8p8s-MI/AAAAAAAABdI/KORqYnDivTI/s72-c/100_4099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-4510292989771415641</id><published>2009-07-30T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:35:02.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364349633978901554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH_khBPJDI/AAAAAAAABcI/OYxmJJ8lLOQ/s400/100_4091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 29, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; went in for his 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; surgery (that averages out to be more than 1 a year). This time was for his tonsils &amp;amp; adenoids to be removed......pretty standard right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364352427365759490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnICHHMj-gI/AAAAAAAABcQ/DWWRu0JAY18/s320/100_4092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;...they decided to keep him in over night "just in case".  As you can see he looks good and got to get out on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364352437603755026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnICHtVfZBI/AAAAAAAABcY/rxwfcNm-vS4/s320/100_4094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was short lived.  Morgan is helping take care of him too.  He was in a lot of pain and to no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;, he refused to eat or drink.  We didn't see a problem because we can feed him through is G-tube....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BUT NO&lt;/span&gt;, because he wasn't eating or drinking, he started to grow bacteria in his throat and his muscles started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;spasming&lt;/span&gt;.  So.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnICIjPdnaI/AAAAAAAABco/vNFzCq_kNa0/s1600-h/100_4106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364352452073987490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnICIjPdnaI/AAAAAAAABco/vNFzCq_kNa0/s320/100_4106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back to the hospital we go, for 4 more days.  UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnICIODBa6I/AAAAAAAABcg/E3zplWeY3EQ/s1600-h/100_4100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364352446384663458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnICIODBa6I/AAAAAAAABcg/E3zplWeY3EQ/s320/100_4100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls got to come and go to the playroom to paint bird houses with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now he is out and doing great.  Let's all pray that "Number 9" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;will be&lt;/span&gt; the last!!!&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/5414229874625447330-4510292989771415641?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4510292989771415641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=4510292989771415641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4510292989771415641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4510292989771415641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/07/number-9.html' title='Number 9'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH_khBPJDI/AAAAAAAABcI/OYxmJJ8lLOQ/s72-c/100_4091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-3639316764012694517</id><published>2009-07-30T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:03:29.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WOW! HOLY BIRTHDAYS, BATMAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH7VIwV00I/AAAAAAAABb4/OeNcp7RgVck/s1600-h/100_4075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364344971721036610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH7VIwV00I/AAAAAAAABb4/OeNcp7RgVck/s400/100_4075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan's&lt;/span&gt; on May 3, Brant's on June 14, Mine June !8, Tracy June 19 &amp;amp; Dad June 21.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364345283199076258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH7nRGfh6I/AAAAAAAABcA/MXddZNDvscY/s400/100_4077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That equals&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;154&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;years of age between us!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH7U7HtivI/AAAAAAAABbw/nfTGI4upr7E/s1600-h/100_4074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364344968060963570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH7U7HtivI/AAAAAAAABbw/nfTGI4upr7E/s400/100_4074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids enjoying PIZZA....always a hit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jax&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Morg&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pey&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt;, B, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH7UXld9TI/AAAAAAAABbo/PZZODSIcGv4/s1600-h/100_4074.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-3639316764012694517?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3639316764012694517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=3639316764012694517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/3639316764012694517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/3639316764012694517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthdays.html' title='BIRTHDAYS'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH7VIwV00I/AAAAAAAABb4/OeNcp7RgVck/s72-c/100_4075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-1077404048189054241</id><published>2009-07-30T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:52:52.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keegan's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH5Sfox4wI/AAAAAAAABbg/fYKInV6hXSI/s1600-h/Keegan+invite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364342727300473602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH5Sfox4wI/AAAAAAAABbg/fYKInV6hXSI/s400/Keegan+invite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH1LM2QyFI/AAAAAAAABbI/opvC1A1WxKM/s1600-h/100_4043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364338203951155282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH1LM2QyFI/AAAAAAAABbI/opvC1A1WxKM/s400/100_4043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On June 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, we had a very special day for our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;. He was baptized&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364338771025224290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH1sNXQYmI/AAAAAAAABbQ/TxcA6mCqR1Q/s320/100_4049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My Boy &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364333294121702978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHwtaTs1kI/AAAAAAAABZY/XaRYlWEpll4/s320/100_4051.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Morgan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364333309550703538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHwuTyQs7I/AAAAAAAABZw/J3oCngtZrOw/s320/100_4048.JPG" border="0" /&gt; He was baptized by his Dad&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;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364334574270718066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHx37PAoHI/AAAAAAAABaQ/a10cuQIgf2g/s320/100_4061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Grandma Lu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364333306087430050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHwuG4jV6I/AAAAAAAABZo/m6r4iGdJfu8/s320/100_4057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Shauna, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Papa Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364336195505968210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHzWSznVFI/AAAAAAAABag/hSxGZBCLUMg/s320/100_4065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Atkinson w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364334555030890386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHx2zj4J5I/AAAAAAAABaA/a0khEcV4-QQ/s320/100_4059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gr. Grandpa &amp;amp; Gr. Grandma Taylor w/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364334576900575698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHx4FCBEdI/AAAAAAAABaY/YnJZxVhMFws/s320/100_4063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gr. Grandma Amy &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364334549449757874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHx2exO1LI/AAAAAAAABZ4/vIhH5FF0PtE/s320/100_4058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gr. Papa Nikolaus &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There were so many people there to share this special day with us. We had both friends and family. There were so many that we could barely fit in the room and it was HOT!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364333296001749298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHwthT8ETI/AAAAAAAABZg/lyloEYwn4DI/s320/100_4055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Half of the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364336205573126674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHzW4Tz-hI/AAAAAAAABao/PKK-qhv_M2U/s320/100_4056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Other half...and it hadn't started yet. Many more came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it was amazing to see all that love in one room for just 1 little boy. But that 1 little boy is the most special 1 in the world. &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;, I am so proud to be your mom. You bring me joy every day and the strength that I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; from just being with you is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;irreplaceable&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you for being YOU." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364336219412925058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHzXr3eioI/AAAAAAAABa4/Mq4T_uIL6AI/s320/100_4067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bagels, Muffins &amp;amp; Fruit at the park to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364336211482467730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnHzXOUtXZI/AAAAAAAABaw/z-6VTeCTrIw/s320/100_4066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peyton, Morgan &amp;amp; Tiffani enjoying their time together (and the food)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364341712617542178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH4XbphEiI/AAAAAAAABbY/w2RQa7SziN0/s320/100_4070.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Some of our friends &amp;amp; family. Thanks for coming, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE LOVE YOU!&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/5414229874625447330-1077404048189054241?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1077404048189054241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=1077404048189054241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1077404048189054241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1077404048189054241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/07/keegans-baptism.html' title='Keegan&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SnH5Sfox4wI/AAAAAAAABbg/fYKInV6hXSI/s72-c/Keegan+invite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-7609291700782830882</id><published>2009-07-14T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:11:03.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>OK.....well my computer is still not up and running and I don't have the patience to download pictures the other way so I will update my blog as soon as I can..I have many great pictures from Keegan's baptism, his hospital stay and our party at Grandpa Nik's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember good things come to those who wait :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-7609291700782830882?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7609291700782830882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=7609291700782830882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7609291700782830882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7609291700782830882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/07/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-9039904483029538108</id><published>2009-06-27T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:33:02.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Splash Park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Papa Bill's Water Slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Grandma Lu's day off we all went to the Splash Park.  Brant, Katie &amp;amp; Ali were also visiting from Minnesota.  We had alot of fun except that whoever built it doesn't think  about parents.....WE NEED SHADE!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZWbjwlLQI/AAAAAAAABYA/yAVkZmIQyiA/s1600-h/100_3991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352060238631873794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZWbjwlLQI/AAAAAAAABYA/yAVkZmIQyiA/s320/100_3991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No words needed LOL. Keegan &amp;amp; Jaxon having a great day together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZWbbntCWI/AAAAAAAABX4/5bscD1fOOUw/s1600-h/100_3990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352060236447156578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZWbbntCWI/AAAAAAAABX4/5bscD1fOOUw/s320/100_3990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali pants loves the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZWbKSKIqI/AAAAAAAABXw/cwqehrg_lns/s1600-h/100_3976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352060231793386146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZWbKSKIqI/AAAAAAAABXw/cwqehrg_lns/s320/100_3976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Breckyn wanted to get water dumped on her....but she missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZWap6jRkI/AAAAAAAABXo/hAfGlNSaxQQ/s1600-h/100_3975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352060223104435778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZWap6jRkI/AAAAAAAABXo/hAfGlNSaxQQ/s320/100_3975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Morgan is having a.......shower?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZWbwX1dMI/AAAAAAAABYI/fJMg2mKEReE/s1600-h/100_4006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352060242017744066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZWbwX1dMI/AAAAAAAABYI/fJMg2mKEReE/s320/100_4006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryker does NOT like the water, he got in just before we left :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Dad and Shuana have a HUGE water slide.  We all went over to their house and the kids played for hours.  We laughed so hard  especially when Morgan would slide down and come completely out. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZaZFGg9XI/AAAAAAAABYQ/7fCkerxCzvk/s1600-h/100_4021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352064594089145714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZaZFGg9XI/AAAAAAAABYQ/7fCkerxCzvk/s320/100_4021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morgan, Keegan &amp;amp; Jaxon climbing up AGAIN!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZaZbP1_8I/AAAAAAAABYY/UL1U7bu288E/s1600-h/100_4023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352064600033853378" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZaZbP1_8I/AAAAAAAABYY/UL1U7bu288E/s320/100_4023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Morgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZaaHaYloI/AAAAAAAABYo/RZZgpPdNYGE/s1600-h/100_4026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352064611889223298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZaaHaYloI/AAAAAAAABYo/RZZgpPdNYGE/s320/100_4026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keegan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZaZnoAURI/AAAAAAAABYg/yc40fmyylAg/s1600-h/100_4025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352064603356418322" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZaZnoAURI/AAAAAAAABYg/yc40fmyylAg/s320/100_4025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breckyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZaaVVxgwI/AAAAAAAABYw/LYoF4AaLBGU/s1600-h/100_4033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352064615627981570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZaaVVxgwI/AAAAAAAABYw/LYoF4AaLBGU/s320/100_4033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali &amp;amp; Jaxon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352072760033424146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZh0ZnWMxI/AAAAAAAABZA/ELmWLS4LFVc/s320/100_4041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Raylee &amp;amp; Ryker eating Creamies and both hating the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352065739284524706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZbbvSXrqI/AAAAAAAABY4/LQIzbjoi6fw/s400/100_4029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;These 4 LOVE the water...it is tourture getting them out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-9039904483029538108?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/9039904483029538108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=9039904483029538108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/9039904483029538108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/9039904483029538108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-in-water.html' title='Fun in the Water'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SkZWbjwlLQI/AAAAAAAABYA/yAVkZmIQyiA/s72-c/100_3991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-9121427049577919391</id><published>2009-05-21T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:37:31.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bobcat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Cub Scout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/ShVwbyCN1fI/AAAAAAAABWo/a200OY8ql48/s1600-h/Keegan%27s+Bobcat+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338296555907438066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/ShVwbyCN1fI/AAAAAAAABWo/a200OY8ql48/s400/Keegan%27s+Bobcat+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan's&lt;/span&gt; first Pack Meeting. He has been to scouts 2 times and has had a huge desire to sign stuff off......he even got to "Present the Colors".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338298436569272242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/ShVyJQC8D7I/AAAAAAAABWw/WjNGjNTU8Zc/s320/Keegan%27s+Bobcat+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is all the Cub Scouts getting divided into teams. He is always around younger boys and now seeing him stand in a group where 3 are his same age, just shows how tiny he is :(  can you pick him out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338298441885308898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/ShVyJj2YV-I/AAAAAAAABW4/h8TRX9IfF1w/s320/Keegan%27s+Bobcat+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The boys had to gather things up to build a "fire". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; has had experience in this before :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338298446651566738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/ShVyJ1mvqpI/AAAAAAAABXA/tb_tgz_0y68/s320/Keegan%27s+Bobcat+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; his friend Lane judging their work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338298453258472818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/ShVyKON9DXI/AAAAAAAABXI/8dmu4Ebpmlc/s320/Keegan%27s+Bobcat+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These boys got a Belt Loop for "Compass and Mapping"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338298461148102866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/ShVyKrm_QNI/AAAAAAAABXQ/vDQHjqIsM4A/s320/Keegan%27s+Bobcat+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Well, he did it. He got his Bobcat. He was so proud and I got a little teary when I got my pin to show of my son's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;achievements&lt;/span&gt;.  The paint on his face was cute (he wasn't sure about it) but I didn't like the orange nose to much either :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338298734087321634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/ShVyakYxOCI/AAAAAAAABXY/iQiPLHrwsGk/s400/Keegan%27s+Bobcat+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am so proud of my tiny Bobcat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-9121427049577919391?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/9121427049577919391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=9121427049577919391' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/9121427049577919391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/9121427049577919391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-bobcat.html' title='My Bobcat'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/ShVwbyCN1fI/AAAAAAAABWo/a200OY8ql48/s72-c/Keegan%27s+Bobcat+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-596482417329321265</id><published>2009-05-16T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:10:13.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boy is 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sg9Suz2PSsI/AAAAAAAABWI/Tv3PGfFj1-U/s1600-h/Keegan%27s+8th+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336575047602490050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sg9Suz2PSsI/AAAAAAAABWI/Tv3PGfFj1-U/s400/Keegan%27s+8th+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, on the the 3rd...my little boy turned 8 years old. Sad I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336572097084832146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sg9QDEUAuZI/AAAAAAAABVo/VLO4ZZos6jQ/s320/Keegan%27s+8th+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Climbing the "mountain" very fitting of his life I'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I look back on his short life and see how much he has endured. He has had so many medical problems that continue through today. But he is always strong and most of the time happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336572094813931538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sg9QC72liBI/AAAAAAAABVg/a5ETOq5nFQg/s320/Keegan%27s+8th+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Jude, Keegan, Koltin and Tanner. Keegan's friends from baseball. Since he can't get baptized until June (due to family/work schedules) we took them to Amazing Jakes. They had so much fun and kept us.....ok Troy moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336572104598130610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sg9QDgTUj7I/AAAAAAAABV4/GCvxQ4Gqexk/s320/Keegan%27s+8th+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The boy's getting ready for Laser tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336572101692627794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sg9QDVemG1I/AAAAAAAABVw/iUR5PoNHDbA/s320/Keegan%27s+8th+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Most of them were afraid of this ("heights"), but they went back for seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He is a strong, loving young man. He talks ALLOT....but he has a bigger heart than most anyone I know. All the adults he meets talk about his "eagerness". He can make friends faster than anyone I know and is always quick to find the good in someone. Difference in others does not phase him. He truly is an amazing little guy and I am so proud to be his mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336577206286316242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sg9UsdkkctI/AAAAAAAABWY/D9Gok2O_HPs/s320/Keegan%27s+8th+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On his birthday, all of Troy's family came out and Tacen, Keegan &amp;amp; Dad blew out candles for their birthdays.  He had a lot of fun playing with all the cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336577206422273250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sg9UseE-_OI/AAAAAAAABWg/zPe6SRCMNOA/s320/Keegan%27s+8th+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dad, Tacen, Devyn, Drake, Kylyn, Morgan, Breckyn, Keegan, Jaytin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keegan you are my sunshine, you bring a light into my eyes different than any other and know that without that light, I would not be who I am today. Stay strong, kind, loving, understanding and tolerant all of your days and you will go far in your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I'm Rich"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336576033758948770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sg9ToNkQraI/AAAAAAAABWQ/PujWVXC6brA/s400/Keegan%27s+8th+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I LOVE YOU BOY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(don't mind the gold digger he he)&lt;/span&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/5414229874625447330-596482417329321265?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/596482417329321265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=596482417329321265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/596482417329321265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/596482417329321265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-boy-is-8.html' title='My Boy is 8'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sg9Suz2PSsI/AAAAAAAABWI/Tv3PGfFj1-U/s72-c/Keegan%27s+8th+050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-3373696071948144957</id><published>2009-04-27T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:55:26.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday in the Mountains.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXYD2hyIgI/AAAAAAAABVA/6_JQToovF0M/s1600-h/Room+%26+Mountain+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329403294751269378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXYD2hyIgI/AAAAAAAABVA/6_JQToovF0M/s400/Room+%26+Mountain+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt;, Tyler, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bannon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kena&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;, Morgan&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXXUpToyvI/AAAAAAAABUg/8FtL-xyKOg8/s1600-h/Room+%26+Mountain+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329402483748424434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXXUpToyvI/AAAAAAAABUg/8FtL-xyKOg8/s320/Room+%26+Mountain+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXMXmjhNfI/AAAAAAAABUQ/etGdyml_uhM/s1600-h/Room+%26+Mountain+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329390439921432050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXMXmjhNfI/AAAAAAAABUQ/etGdyml_uhM/s320/Room+%26+Mountain+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, we left around 1:00 and went up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pinal&lt;/span&gt; Mountain and met our friends Anissa, Mike, Tyler, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Makena&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt;, Kayle, Cara &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bannon&lt;/span&gt;, in Globe and headed out. About 30 minutes and we went from Globe (ugh) to PINES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329402489376414082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXXU-RdGYI/AAAAAAAABUo/-CmFpZiBlUg/s320/Room+%26+Mountain+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was so pretty up there. It reminded me so much of Young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i.e.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SlideRock&lt;/span&gt;, where we used to go with the Taylor family every year camping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329390431221479746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXMXGJSeUI/AAAAAAAABUA/rSP9jgajn38/s320/Room+%26+Mountain+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Morgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329390429270357986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXMW-4Gt-I/AAAAAAAABT4/Cppwk394yYs/s320/Room+%26+Mountain+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329390423339274946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXMWoyBksI/AAAAAAAABTw/WWsxTbwYYHg/s320/Room+%26+Mountain+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The kids had a great time running around and playing ball. They also went EXPLORING and Morgan and Mak&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ena&lt;/span&gt; went for a walk and recorded it.....that will be fun to watch :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329402497232365394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXXVbidZ1I/AAAAAAAABUw/In16a94R3qg/s320/Room+%26+Mountain+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayle &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329402472740417106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXXUATH7lI/AAAAAAAABUY/8DC3Kn84OZU/s320/Room+%26+Mountain+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The girls &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; (falling down the hill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329402502051722658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXXVtfe9aI/AAAAAAAABU4/fkmxO-76DCg/s320/Room+%26+Mountain+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bannon&lt;/span&gt; too cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our food was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; good. I love doing outdoor cooking....mainly because Troy does all of it and even cleans it up :) :) :) We had steak, fried potatoes, salad and of course Cobbler and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;S'mores&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXYoTdCDrI/AAAAAAAABVY/uNUGbzI0PnU/s1600-h/Room+%26+Mountain+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329403920991260338" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXYoTdCDrI/AAAAAAAABVY/uNUGbzI0PnU/s200/Room+%26+Mountain+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXYoEzq2hI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Xs_A14nKO18/s1600-h/Room+%26+Mountain+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329403917059676690" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXYoEzq2hI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Xs_A14nKO18/s200/Room+%26+Mountain+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXYn8UFVfI/AAAAAAAABVI/ZDSVS9id7MM/s1600-h/Room+%26+Mountain+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329403914779710962" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXYn8UFVfI/AAAAAAAABVI/ZDSVS9id7MM/s200/Room+%26+Mountain+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Kids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Morgan is a natural, Keegan so serious &amp;amp; Breckyn HAD to climb the tree :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a beautiful day and it was fun to sit and visit. I got to know Cara a lot better and that was fun... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, 1 funny thing that happened to me......there are no flat spots where we were so when I went to sit in my chair, I fell backwards/sideways. I was laughing so hard. Mike and Cara helped me, well I actually had to do a volleyball roll (over my shoulder) to get out, but they were very supportive. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329390434898497634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXMXT19UGI/AAAAAAAABUI/AUu5BPpyga0/s320/Room+%26+Mountain+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Troy better get a bigger gun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All in all it was FABULOUS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-3373696071948144957?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3373696071948144957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=3373696071948144957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/3373696071948144957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/3373696071948144957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday-in-mountains.html' title='Sunday in the Mountains.....'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SfXYD2hyIgI/AAAAAAAABVA/6_JQToovF0M/s72-c/Room+%26+Mountain+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-7988230590623611264</id><published>2009-04-18T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:43:01.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME RUN!!</title><content type='html'>Morgan started playing ball last year and she got 1 hit all year....a dribble to pitcher.  She has a beautiful stance, and swing, she is just afraid to do it.  She gets on base allot and can run them like a devil.  She is soooo fast.&lt;br /&gt;Well we took her to the batting cages to help her with confidence (to the point her hands hurt) and help her to quit swingeing under the ball.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, she told us she was going to hit a "Grand Slam".  I said to just go for a hit.  Well first swing...miss.  second swing over the fielders heads and all they way to the fence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOME RUN BABY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  She ran so fast and I was waiting for her at home plate and she ran the other way...until I yelled at her :)...THEN I got the hug of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326208839851609618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep-uGrmjhI/AAAAAAAABTg/N0THOfQRSXE/s400/Morgan+Devils.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love her smile!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep-ucB4WDI/AAAAAAAABTo/en-OeNnTSKE/s1600-h/Morgan+DevilsA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326208845582194738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep-ucB4WDI/AAAAAAAABTo/en-OeNnTSKE/s400/Morgan+DevilsA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is her Friend Karlee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(her brother Tanner &amp;amp; Keegan have been on the same team for 2 years)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is she drinking Ketchup??? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing she missed about it was that her Dad wasn't there, he was watching Keegan on the other side of the world (ok Queen Creek).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-7988230590623611264?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7988230590623611264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=7988230590623611264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7988230590623611264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7988230590623611264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-run.html' title='HOME RUN!!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep-uGrmjhI/AAAAAAAABTg/N0THOfQRSXE/s72-c/Morgan+Devils.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-8838193312839847794</id><published>2009-04-18T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:15:10.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENDOSCOPY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep6IyKxJgI/AAAAAAAABR4/YM_jGEH69ZQ/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326203800643511810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep6IyKxJgI/AAAAAAAABR4/YM_jGEH69ZQ/s320/Easter+and+Keegan+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; w/his free bear "Ben" &amp;amp; excited because he has never worn &lt;em&gt;THIS&lt;/em&gt; color of gown :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep6I-OKwDI/AAAAAAAABSA/sZ7ANfqcubk/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326203803878998066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep6I-OKwDI/AAAAAAAABSA/sZ7ANfqcubk/s320/Easter+and+Keegan+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; trying to wake up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Awake...kind of&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep6JD7ATsI/AAAAAAAABSI/Lu8eCLGzafo/s1600-h/Keegans+endoA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326203805409234626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep6JD7ATsI/AAAAAAAABSI/Lu8eCLGzafo/s320/Keegans+endoA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep6JfnVmdI/AAAAAAAABSQ/Ry2vtWevpho/s1600-h/Keegans+endo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326203812842936786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep6JfnVmdI/AAAAAAAABSQ/Ry2vtWevpho/s320/Keegans+endo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Troy showing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; the pictures from his "insides"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; had his 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Endo&lt;/span&gt;. He did really well and even felt well enough to play in his game this morning.&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/5414229874625447330-8838193312839847794?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8838193312839847794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=8838193312839847794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8838193312839847794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8838193312839847794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/04/endoscopy.html' title='ENDOSCOPY'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep6IyKxJgI/AAAAAAAABR4/YM_jGEH69ZQ/s72-c/Easter+and+Keegan+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-5246694922342626394</id><published>2009-04-18T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:06:58.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Grades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This awards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assembly&lt;/span&gt; I went to... my kids both got awards as always. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Quarter&lt;/span&gt; was a little different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep3-Fj5lRI/AAAAAAAABRw/v1pxP3Wya-4/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326201417847379218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep3-Fj5lRI/AAAAAAAABRw/v1pxP3Wya-4/s400/Easter+and+Keegan+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; made Honor Roll (even with 14 absentees.  We were very proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep39_qsb1I/AAAAAAAABRo/G4LMfIpE5Jk/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326201416265264978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep39_qsb1I/AAAAAAAABRo/G4LMfIpE5Jk/s400/Easter+and+Keegan+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morgan for her first time EVER, due to struggling in math...worked very hard and made High Honor Roll.  We are all so excited.  She also got the Pride award which is a citizenship award voted by the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Please ignore Kyle in the pic....he is always picking on her &amp;amp; he was at it again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-5246694922342626394?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5246694922342626394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=5246694922342626394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/5246694922342626394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/5246694922342626394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-grades.html' title='Good Grades'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep3-Fj5lRI/AAAAAAAABRw/v1pxP3Wya-4/s72-c/Easter+and+Keegan+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-2602501035041072933</id><published>2009-04-18T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:58:59.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are some pictures from Easter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep2KXf_0xI/AAAAAAAABRg/4sXt6t1S0wg/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326199429798023954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep2KXf_0xI/AAAAAAAABRg/4sXt6t1S0wg/s400/Easter+and+Keegan+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;They are all dressed up because we have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8:00&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; church. But aren't they are beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Coloring Easter Eggs!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep081hB2JI/AAAAAAAABQw/lEjrk3rWlzQ/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326198097825618066" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep081hB2JI/AAAAAAAABQw/lEjrk3rWlzQ/s200/Easter+and+Keegan+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep1GDAsg9I/AAAAAAAABRY/IsgHOUV3pY0/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326198256066921426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep1GDAsg9I/AAAAAAAABRY/IsgHOUV3pY0/s200/Easter+and+Keegan+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep09_xfYiI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Nr0_TF74-FQ/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326198117758886434" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep09_xfYiI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Nr0_TF74-FQ/s200/Easter+and+Keegan+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep09_xfYiI/AAAAAAAABRQ/Nr0_TF74-FQ/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aren't They So Cute &amp;amp; Talented?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep09hKhAgI/AAAAAAAABRI/_ocZnDTx83Q/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326198109542351362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep09hKhAgI/AAAAAAAABRI/_ocZnDTx83Q/s200/Easter+and+Keegan+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep09cuCCII/AAAAAAAABRA/_MvX5JR6YPk/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326198108349139074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep09cuCCII/AAAAAAAABRA/_MvX5JR6YPk/s200/Easter+and+Keegan+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep09IAx2rI/AAAAAAAABQ4/PyrssXDA6fQ/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326198102790625970" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep09IAx2rI/AAAAAAAABQ4/PyrssXDA6fQ/s200/Easter+and+Keegan+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;They love this each year and this year Troy joined us....they were very happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SepzT4F-jnI/AAAAAAAABQg/Nt-LWZkaMrM/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326196294631198322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SepzT4F-jnI/AAAAAAAABQg/Nt-LWZkaMrM/s200/Easter+and+Keegan+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Little Man &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SepzTkggwNI/AAAAAAAABQY/1FDuFglcQJ4/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326196289373782226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SepzTkggwNI/AAAAAAAABQY/1FDuFglcQJ4/s200/Easter+and+Keegan+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shoes!! (she loves them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326196280250716306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SepzTChZ0JI/AAAAAAAABQA/RoI4TvfcqvE/s200/Easter+and+Keegan+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt; and Pink!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SepzTZb1gYI/AAAAAAAABQI/VI1r25UXL8U/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326196286401380738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SepzTZb1gYI/AAAAAAAABQI/VI1r25UXL8U/s200/Easter+and+Keegan+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His bunny racer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326196287453711874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SepzTdWuzgI/AAAAAAAABQQ/LD9drEBb1Dc/s200/Easter+and+Keegan+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; They both got bat bags (can you guess what color?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-2602501035041072933?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2602501035041072933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=2602501035041072933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2602501035041072933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2602501035041072933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep2KXf_0xI/AAAAAAAABRg/4sXt6t1S0wg/s72-c/Easter+and+Keegan+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-6860766657870570953</id><published>2009-04-18T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:34:55.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coach Pitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep94-5X6MI/AAAAAAAABTY/fzOu6D4wsUY/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326207927228819650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep94-5X6MI/AAAAAAAABTY/fzOu6D4wsUY/s400/Easter+and+Keegan+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; My Sweet, Sweet Ball Player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep75CehqjI/AAAAAAAABSY/7tN4acqKbX4/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326205729166699058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep75CehqjI/AAAAAAAABSY/7tN4acqKbX4/s320/Easter+and+Keegan+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8 out of the 13 are returners from last year (that is awesome, well minus 1 or 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep8ZdYz-tI/AAAAAAAABTI/1aqd0nICpQ8/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326206286146304722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep8ZdYz-tI/AAAAAAAABTI/1aqd0nICpQ8/s320/Easter+and+Keegan+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a stance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;WOW...What a hit!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep8ZqxlLII/AAAAAAAABTQ/0SxTLz6x3D8/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326206289739852930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep8ZqxlLII/AAAAAAAABTQ/0SxTLz6x3D8/s320/Easter+and+Keegan+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep8ZBvGe4I/AAAAAAAABTA/x7tkvuO_pTQ/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326206278723599234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep8ZBvGe4I/AAAAAAAABTA/x7tkvuO_pTQ/s320/Easter+and+Keegan+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FREAKIN&lt;/span&gt; cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;He loves catching!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep76bnSnAI/AAAAAAAABS4/ASXHh9r01wI/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326205753094216706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep76bnSnAI/AAAAAAAABS4/ASXHh9r01wI/s320/Easter+and+Keegan+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep75lvOLbI/AAAAAAAABSo/Uv0_i02Ufc4/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326205738631966130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep75lvOLbI/AAAAAAAABSo/Uv0_i02Ufc4/s320/Easter+and+Keegan+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get that butt down boy :) (he did get it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;And then got him out!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep76JxArLI/AAAAAAAABSw/4yy_rnAsPAQ/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326205748303146162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep76JxArLI/AAAAAAAABSw/4yy_rnAsPAQ/s320/Easter+and+Keegan+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep75iBntmI/AAAAAAAABSg/xmeA9kr-kOo/s1600-h/Easter+and+Keegan+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326205737635395170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep75iBntmI/AAAAAAAABSg/xmeA9kr-kOo/s320/Easter+and+Keegan+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;THHHE&lt;/span&gt; BRAVES!&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/5414229874625447330-6860766657870570953?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6860766657870570953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=6860766657870570953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6860766657870570953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6860766657870570953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/04/coach-pitch.html' title='Coach Pitch'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sep94-5X6MI/AAAAAAAABTY/fzOu6D4wsUY/s72-c/Easter+and+Keegan+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-3551849032237282365</id><published>2009-03-30T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:07:58.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Sun Devils!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SdFr8vIEX9I/AAAAAAAABP4/az0w5vrxAAA/s1600-h/sundevilB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319151326087897042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SdFr8vIEX9I/AAAAAAAABP4/az0w5vrxAAA/s400/sundevilB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made these little cards for the girls to put on their mirrors (I was bored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Morgan's softball season has started and they have played 3 games. The 1st game Morgan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pitched&lt;/span&gt; for her 1st time in a game or off a mound. The first inning she pitched to 6 batters and struck out 3. Then when she went back in it was like she was a different girl (me) throwing all over the place. We took her out and when we got home I talked to her to find out what the change was and she said that her "mind just starts wandering". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; So we worked on staying focused and in the 3rd game she started again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319151020272283810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SdFrq738cKI/AAAAAAAABPw/-8biecP8zx4/s320/pet+day,+Morgs+1st+game+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Stance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;She did amazing. She pitched 3 innings (the whole game), faced 19 batters. She hit 2 (in the foot), walked 7, picked up 2 grounders and got 1 out at 1st and then struck out &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Each time she came off the field she was beaming. She hugged Coach Eric &amp;amp; I and all the girls jumped around her...it was so fun and a little silly too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319151014218882242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SdFrqlUs3MI/AAAAAAAABPo/tzrk5VWCtXM/s320/pet+day,+Morgs+1st+game+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Windmill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;She is the oldest on the team and the girls really look to her and like her "to smile" while she pitches. She figured out how to stay focused and it worked. She was also very happy when the Blue said that she was faster than some of the girls in Majors and she heard the coach from the other team say "I know she is really fast, but you can do it. Just touch it and it will fly".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319151010709219522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SdFrqYP7qMI/AAAAAAAABPg/1e7YpbgrH58/s320/pet+day,+Morgs+1st+game+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Release (it was a strike)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Her team is the Sun Devils which of course is her dream come true to wear the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ASU&lt;/span&gt; colors AND to be #7 like Katie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Burkhart&lt;/span&gt;, the championship pitcher. She loves to play which obviously pleases me. Now we just have to get her to SWING the bat. She is not "comfy" in the box. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-67c08b88d42b6abc" 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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D67c08b88d42b6abc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23E2C9E7953077B86EB60C43F62CAB7F8727216F.18C37E104EC46175066E2F687E7C4DE1E1D1659D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D67c08b88d42b6abc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaBRKVd7SOXCmn9-xbj-uB4be1_o&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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D67c08b88d42b6abc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D23E2C9E7953077B86EB60C43F62CAB7F8727216F.18C37E104EC46175066E2F687E7C4DE1E1D1659D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D67c08b88d42b6abc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DaBRKVd7SOXCmn9-xbj-uB4be1_o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a pitch and an over throw?? Since I coach, I can't get a lot of pictures. I'll try to do better......by the way, this pitch was a strike. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Turn off the music to hear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-3551849032237282365?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=67c08b88d42b6abc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3551849032237282365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=3551849032237282365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/3551849032237282365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/3551849032237282365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Go Sun Devils!!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SdFr8vIEX9I/AAAAAAAABP4/az0w5vrxAAA/s72-c/sundevilB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-2242086752961323674</id><published>2009-03-24T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:53:55.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Those of You Who Ask....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;As you all know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; has a Mickey Button which he is fed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nutren&lt;/span&gt; Jr, (formula) through in order to get the nutrition and calories that he does not get because HE DOES NOT EAT...ugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We have been asked many times how it stays in and how it is "fixed" when it pops out. Well when we took the kids swimming at Aunt Noodle's on Sat. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; kept complaining that his button was hurting (not normal). The next morning we checked it and saw that the stem was discolored and decided we needed to change it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt; was VERY unhappy but we explained that it was going to pop and we didn't want that to happen at school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Morg&lt;/span&gt; and I took pictures while I assisted Troy in changing the button and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt; did her part by rubbing his head and talking so sweetly yo him.             Enjoy :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799890440087362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckRVKuEZ0I/AAAAAAAABPY/1_gAzh5GUJY/s400/Feb+Mar+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, hopefully you can see that the stem going into the stomach is a brownish color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckRU9tsKDI/AAAAAAAABPQ/sy8kCaG55yY/s1600-h/Feb+Mar+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799886948837426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckRU9tsKDI/AAAAAAAABPQ/sy8kCaG55yY/s400/Feb+Mar+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the side of his button is a little "hook up", where we use a locking syringe to put water in or take it out of the "balloon" type part of the button inside his stomach that keeps it from coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckRUTrcrjI/AAAAAAAABPI/B4j6p0yc_38/s1600-h/Feb+Mar+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799875665145394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckRUTrcrjI/AAAAAAAABPI/B4j6p0yc_38/s400/Feb+Mar+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here you can see the syringe attached to the old button and the pee colored water that came out of it...the other syringe has clean water the same color that was originally put in. This shows that there WAS a hole somewhere and his stomach "stuff" us getting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQ0ovoMUI/AAAAAAAABO4/KfMhxu6dOVY/s1600-h/Feb+Mar+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799331564007746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQ0ovoMUI/AAAAAAAABO4/KfMhxu6dOVY/s400/Feb+Mar+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Troy pulling out the old button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQ0BOtESI/AAAAAAAABOw/dRGeT0kVtE4/s1600-h/Feb+Mar+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799320956932386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQ0BOtESI/AAAAAAAABOw/dRGeT0kVtE4/s400/Feb+Mar+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the hole....it looks like a pink bellybutton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQzkGS3WI/AAAAAAAABOo/NjkTM8xO3jY/s1600-h/Feb+Mar+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799313137032546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQzkGS3WI/AAAAAAAABOo/NjkTM8xO3jY/s400/Feb+Mar+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for the weak stomachs of some of you....but this is the old button. You can see the grouse color of it and it looks a little like a raisin. This is caused from his stomach acid and whatever else is or is not in that tummy of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQzu8jrAI/AAAAAAAABOg/OXCGPpCThrs/s1600-h/Feb+Mar+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799316048980994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQzu8jrAI/AAAAAAAABOg/OXCGPpCThrs/s400/Feb+Mar+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the NEW button (see how clean &amp;amp; pretty). To put it in, we get his kit that has it all. We use KY Jelly to make it go in easier so it won't pull on his tummy since the hole immediately starts slowly closing and the longer the time the more it hurts him. We also use one of the long wooden cotton swabs to put in the stem to keep it firm. Since it is like rubber, we would not be able to get it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQQd892PI/AAAAAAAABOY/Zw3C9sZI9XI/s1600-h/Feb+Mar+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316798710191872242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQQd892PI/AAAAAAAABOY/Zw3C9sZI9XI/s400/Feb+Mar+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pushing it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQQNa9hMI/AAAAAAAABOQ/q_e-Cpc1QeA/s1600-h/Feb+Mar+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316798705754277058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQQNa9hMI/AAAAAAAABOQ/q_e-Cpc1QeA/s400/Feb+Mar+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After it is in, we get the locking syringe and add between 4 &amp;amp; 7 ml of water. We usually add 4 and check it about 1 a month. If it is pulling to far out, we add more and then we can see if it is leaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQP1c4SiI/AAAAAAAABOI/Ej5tIUfN5y8/s1600-h/Feb+Mar+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316798699319872034" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQP1c4SiI/AAAAAAAABOI/Ej5tIUfN5y8/s400/Feb+Mar+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT IS IN!! All better &amp;amp; prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQPKNHu2I/AAAAAAAABOA/XU29i_fGZPM/s1600-h/Feb+Mar+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316798687711050594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQPKNHu2I/AAAAAAAABOA/XU29i_fGZPM/s400/Feb+Mar+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last step is to put water in through where he is fed and listen with the stethoscope to make sure I hear gurgling sounds which will tell us that it is in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQOny_8UI/AAAAAAAABN4/jXP4lDWvd5A/s1600-h/Feb+Mar+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316798678474682690" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckQOny_8UI/AAAAAAAABN4/jXP4lDWvd5A/s400/Feb+Mar+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is his "trying" to be brave smile. He likes this picture only because he thinks it looks like he has 4 arms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has done this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; many times, yet it is still scary to him. I don't blame him. This boy has been through more in his short little life than most do in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to update you on surgeries...The Endoscopy will be on April 17 and he will have his tonsils and adenoids removed on June 1. We pushed this one back because they told me it could be up to a 2 week recovery due to pain and he already has 15 absences due to being sick or Dr. visits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-2242086752961323674?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2242086752961323674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=2242086752961323674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2242086752961323674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2242086752961323674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-you-all-know-keegan-has-mickey.html' title='For Those of You Who Ask....'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SckRVKuEZ0I/AAAAAAAABPY/1_gAzh5GUJY/s72-c/Feb+Mar+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-8228858423799127538</id><published>2009-03-15T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T11:21:03.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sb1DnPxcKUI/AAAAAAAABNI/LXubYMlTtZ4/s1600-h/Family+Pictures+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313477476894910786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sb1DnPxcKUI/AAAAAAAABNI/LXubYMlTtZ4/s320/Family+Pictures+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;True Personalities Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;For Spring Break, we were not going to be able to do anything due to a FEW oppositions in our lives. On Friday of last week my sister Jill called and asked if she could have our kids for the week. We thought that with all that is going on it was a good idea for them to have a break, have fun and ultimately get SPOILED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we met Jill &amp;amp; Chey at Cameron and handed over my 3 most prized possessions with only being hesitant about 1 thing........missing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill took great care of them and even though I am sure they were a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; trouble....I never heard it from her. She text me often and let me know of the funny things they said and the games they would play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom had the kids a few nights also and on Thursday (her day off), they ALL went to the Spin Park. I guess it is an amazing park with all kinds of spinning (go figure) rides. The kids had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also went to my dad's to see his new filly Ember (name suggested by Morgan). They had fun although I hear it was very windy. Morgan played with Ember (the only kid she liked) and the rest threw rocks in the "Alligator Pond" and found some bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sb1DmVO8YXI/AAAAAAAABMw/0CSJOZtmgKI/s1600-h/EmberA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313477461180965234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sb1DmVO8YXI/AAAAAAAABMw/0CSJOZtmgKI/s320/EmberA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morg &amp;amp; Ember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Keeg &amp;amp; his coyote bones (which he brought home)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sb1DmjfKuLI/AAAAAAAABM4/1dtPcCHEFTo/s1600-h/Keegans+bones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313477465007110322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sb1DmjfKuLI/AAAAAAAABM4/1dtPcCHEFTo/s320/Keegans+bones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;They got to spend time with Jaxon, Ryker, Chey, Maggie, Britto, Lindsay, Raylee and Willie had them for a morning too. They had a girls night and watched HSM3, painted nails, braided hair while the boys watched StarWars (surprised?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sb1Dm8IzKdI/AAAAAAAABNA/UIq4dIIVV-0/s1600-h/MorganA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313477471624178130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sb1Dm8IzKdI/AAAAAAAABNA/UIq4dIIVV-0/s320/MorganA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morg's braids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did miss them A LOT but I know that they had fun and were loved as much as possible by anyone other than me (of course). Thank you guys so much. All of you, you will NEVER know how much this past week has proved to me what an awesome family I have. Although hundreds of miles away, you were able to take a little off my shoulders when I needed it without me even asking. You never cease to AMAZE me. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little extra shout out to Jill, maybe not by blood...but in &lt;strong&gt;EVERY&lt;/strong&gt; way that counts, you are my sister. I love you so much and I am so blessed to have you as a friend too. Thanks Willie for giving me another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one to add to the others. Jill without your insite the past few weeks, .........I am not even sure what words could explain. Thank you, I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-8228858423799127538?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8228858423799127538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=8228858423799127538' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8228858423799127538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8228858423799127538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/03/theyre-home.html' title='They&apos;re Home'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/Sb1DnPxcKUI/AAAAAAAABNI/LXubYMlTtZ4/s72-c/Family+Pictures+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-7195418721588006091</id><published>2009-02-19T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T08:11:12.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I Am!</title><content type='html'>Well I finally went private, which I guess you know since you are reading this. I decided I'd better update since it has been a while. &lt;strong&gt;SO I AM.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304528205422950290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 363px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SZ14TFlGd5I/AAAAAAAABMI/bLaqt3u4xu8/s400/Random+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When Chey and Maggie came down to visit and to celebrate Ajax's 18th B-Day....Chey, Troy and I went to the Renaissance Festival. We only had a few hours, so we didn't get to see or do as much as we would have liked too. But the ONE thing we wanted to do was to ride an Elephant. We honestly didn't know that Troy wanted to ride too, so we rudely handed him our things and asked him to take pictures. The guy on the back?????We did not know him(even though he does look a little like my brother-in-law Aaron). Our elephant started to POOP and the trainer told him to wait (don't recall exact words) and he did. Then the trainer ran and got a wheel barrow and told him it was ok and he did his business. It was so funny. We were on the back of him so we had to get the full story from Troy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304529827819926754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SZ15xhertOI/AAAAAAAABMQ/9Oi4fcO84tA/s200/Random+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is inside of the elephants trunk hehe, he liked Troy and kept grabbing his arm so Troy snapped a pic. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304530624225449394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SZ16f4UjlbI/AAAAAAAABMY/gU_3btfGGdU/s320/Random+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Troy turns it and Ajax doubles awwwwww the crowd goes wild &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That night we gave Ajax his gifts....Maggie had my Dad make him a small roping dummy, Chey gave him a "little" blue rope to go with it and we gave him a rope bowl made by my Grandpa Taylor #188. Also, he once had made the comment that he didn't like new ropes because they look plastic and he liked the rough, old look....so my Dad sent down the rope we gave him for Christmas last year (which is now very used &amp;amp; has won a pretty penny). Ajax seemed to enjoy all of them. I guess it looks like we are trying to make him a country boy...but I think he always has been one at heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SZ1_YyXtyWI/AAAAAAAABMo/0-7p8GlRRqs/s1600-h/Random+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304535999927142754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SZ1_YyXtyWI/AAAAAAAABMo/0-7p8GlRRqs/s320/Random+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our kids had gotten one for Christmas from Papa Bill, so we got it out along with their ropes and everyone (minus me of course) took turns with the dummies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304532218098491810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SZ178p9gIaI/AAAAAAAABMg/hf5w8YQIEoE/s320/Random+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We ended his birthday around the fire and of course had candles on Troy's cobbler.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As a side note&lt;/em&gt;...a few days after his birthday, Ajax got his letter of acceptance to &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Westpoint Academy, New York!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are so proud of him, as well as EVERYBODY else in our fam. It just goes to show what an amazing guy he is &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(even if he does still call me mam)&lt;/span&gt;. It takes A LOT to get in and he did it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had so much fun with the girls here and I hope they had fun too. We also learned/realized a few things: Johnny Rockets is yummy&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(as long as they don't sing &amp;amp; dance A? Ajax),&lt;/span&gt; the "celebration" was safe &amp;amp; hilarious, flying is soooo much better than driving, the "twins" are so funny, PB&amp;amp;J sandwiches are just as good as Subway, fires make you smile, Troy's cobbler rocks and Chey,...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE HAVE THE PRETTIEST TOES EVER!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Come Back Soon!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5414229874625447330-7195418721588006091?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7195418721588006091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=7195418721588006091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7195418721588006091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7195418721588006091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/02/yes-i-am.html' title='Yes I Am!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SZ14TFlGd5I/AAAAAAAABMI/bLaqt3u4xu8/s72-c/Random+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-1919202979855576303</id><published>2009-01-30T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:08:00.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Warning!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so I told you I am going private. Well I have put it off because I want to get some more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;email&lt;/span&gt; addresses. So if you haven't given me your address yet, please do and if you know others who would want to see my blog, please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297144287121597682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYM8qeXfZPI/AAAAAAAABKQ/QkGMVdb-BHU/s400/Family+Fun+086A.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (one of my all-time favorite pictures. S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pike/Ryker&lt;/span&gt; love&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;s his &lt;/span&gt;Keegan.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Again, I will not post any of you addresses. Only I will be able to view them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love ya all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOING PRIVATE IN 1 WEEK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-1919202979855576303?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1919202979855576303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=1919202979855576303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1919202979855576303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1919202979855576303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/01/final-warning.html' title='Final Warning!!!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYM8qeXfZPI/AAAAAAAABKQ/QkGMVdb-BHU/s72-c/Family+Fun+086A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-6259286088896348852</id><published>2009-01-30T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:03:12.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family, Family, Family &amp; Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been very blessed this past month to be able to spend so much time with family that we seldom see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMlafuApAI/AAAAAAAABF8/MbkLEkFuCmI/s1600-h/A.party++++baptism+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297118723839140866" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMlafuApAI/AAAAAAAABF8/MbkLEkFuCmI/s200/A.party++++baptism+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First we had Troy's family Christmas party and all but Tonya's family was here. It was at our house and we let the kids play outside, borrowed Fancy Britches, opened presents and ATE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMla182SiI/AAAAAAAABGU/wN4Zs4j_I6s/s1600-h/A.party++++baptism+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297118729806957090" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMla182SiI/AAAAAAAABGU/wN4Zs4j_I6s/s200/A.party++++baptism+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMla4zfzyI/AAAAAAAABGM/5b8it6jNuHg/s1600-h/A.party++++baptism+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297118730573041442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMla4zfzyI/AAAAAAAABGM/5b8it6jNuHg/s200/A.party++++baptism+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMlar2a5ZI/AAAAAAAABGE/B_1vsq9b00I/s1600-h/A.party++++baptism+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297118727095641490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMlar2a5ZI/AAAAAAAABGE/B_1vsq9b00I/s200/A.party++++baptism+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiff and Morg, Tamara, Devyn, Fancy, Morgan &amp;amp; Kirk, Devyn &amp;amp; Drake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then my family cam for my niece Madisen's baptism. It was fun to see everybody although it was a short visit.....well with my family it usually is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297119958827691154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMmiYaObJI/AAAAAAAABGg/VqCN5hBsVCc/s400/A.party++++baptism+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lil Derek, Raigan, Peyton, MADISEN, Keegan, Morgan, Breckyn and Uncle Kinney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMnbSMs7lI/AAAAAAAABHA/Qset8nHoQNU/s1600-h/A.party++++baptism+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297120936412900946" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMnbSMs7lI/AAAAAAAABHA/Qset8nHoQNU/s200/A.party++++baptism+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMnananwNI/AAAAAAAABG4/2RU1qYTocr4/s1600-h/A.party++++baptism+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297120924928557266" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMnananwNI/AAAAAAAABG4/2RU1qYTocr4/s200/A.party++++baptism+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMnaUMihwI/AAAAAAAABGw/FdWxsXiKCK8/s1600-h/A.party++++baptism+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297120919769220866" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMnaUMihwI/AAAAAAAABGw/FdWxsXiKCK8/s200/A.party++++baptism+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chey and Madi, the 2 girls playing with the cellphones (favorite toy of the day) &amp;amp; the boys chit-chatting away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297161014060453362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNL4HEfDfI/AAAAAAAABMA/RGLV95SqnpE/s320/A.party++++baptism+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madisen's yummy cake. Made by her aunt Shey (sp?) on Derek's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297122259996432018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMooU7m1pI/AAAAAAAABHI/QZQhLuZ8tOk/s320/Family+Fun+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my nephew Lil Derek turned 12 (a day after McKinney reported to the MTC). He was ordained a Deacon and my family once again made a trip to AZ. This time it was a little longer YEAH, my sister Jill and her boys came AND they stayed at my house 1 of the nights (thanks for the trailer Kandi &amp;amp; Adam).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMpCs0AcpI/AAAAAAAABHY/qaJPbOcyw2Y/s1600-h/Family+Fun+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297122713083605650" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMpCs0AcpI/AAAAAAAABHY/qaJPbOcyw2Y/s200/Family+Fun+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMpCbFq74I/AAAAAAAABHQ/aS8OTKjU5ss/s1600-h/Family+Fun+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297122708325855106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMpCbFq74I/AAAAAAAABHQ/aS8OTKjU5ss/s200/Family+Fun+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All Dressed Up....Our Missionaries in Training&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were also able to plan a day of fun. The morning didn't go quite as planned....Chey, Jill and I were going to have brunch at H....well never mind where hehehe. But after we went to our good friend Lane Tebbs' baptism, we had them all out for some fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMq8cxaaFI/AAAAAAAABHo/4tv5Lk2T1Rc/s1600-h/Family+Fun+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297124804721797202" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMq8cxaaFI/AAAAAAAABHo/4tv5Lk2T1Rc/s200/Family+Fun+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMq8DXcR8I/AAAAAAAABHg/xqIIcgQ6kaI/s1600-h/Family+Fun+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMszc1rD6I/AAAAAAAABII/lbn1irBMBbU/s1600-h/Family+Fun+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297126849144098722" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMszc1rD6I/AAAAAAAABII/lbn1irBMBbU/s200/Family+Fun+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cowboy Spike&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMq8DXcR8I/AAAAAAAABHg/xqIIcgQ6kaI/s1600-h/Family+Fun+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMq8ebIdZI/AAAAAAAABHw/HPH0TOpJ3nY/s1600-h/Family+Fun+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297124805165217170" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMq8ebIdZI/AAAAAAAABHw/HPH0TOpJ3nY/s200/Family+Fun+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smarty Pants on Fancy Britches :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We once again borrowed Fancy Britches (thanks Anissa &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and Mike&lt;/span&gt;) :) We rode the golf cart, four wheeler and the horses. Even Chey rode...this is important because she does not like horses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMvCQu4t5I/AAAAAAAABIw/1HsXhaFs7f4/s1600-h/Family+Fun+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297129302615701394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMvCQu4t5I/AAAAAAAABIw/1HsXhaFs7f4/s200/Family+Fun+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMvCGHKpdI/AAAAAAAABIo/Edo6dxzbj0U/s1600-h/Family+Fun+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297129299764749778" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMvCGHKpdI/AAAAAAAABIo/Edo6dxzbj0U/s200/Family+Fun+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chey on Moon, attempting Fancy j/k and she even rode Too Tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMtrMoAIsI/AAAAAAAABIY/_K9-DbqWJvM/s1600-h/Family+Fun+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297127806864466626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMtrMoAIsI/AAAAAAAABIY/_K9-DbqWJvM/s200/Family+Fun+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMtq2g_NsI/AAAAAAAABIQ/b5f22nI2cIk/s1600-h/Family+Fun+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297127800929466050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMtq2g_NsI/AAAAAAAABIQ/b5f22nI2cIk/s200/Family+Fun+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Troy...always a hit with the kids. hmmmmm wonder why??? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another very important family that came was that of a good friend from high school. David Mowers and his wife Tamara and little girls, Addy &amp;amp; Elle came. It was so great to see him, it has been about 9 years. I got to meet his girls and Tamara whom I have been visiting with for a while through Facebook. LOOOOVE IT! THANKS FOR COMING!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297131049633470978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMwn84YWgI/AAAAAAAABJA/DyO1fIFPHkQ/s320/Family+Fun+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Daddy &amp;amp; Addy (i love that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We had our traditional bonfire, roasted hot dogs and yes, Troy mode cobbler. 3 kinds and to my dismay, the Blueberry was a huge hit....ugh. I'll stick to Apple and Peach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYM39IZZIxI/AAAAAAAABJ4/byrfZkEpSwc/s1600-h/Family+Fun+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297139110083371794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYM39IZZIxI/AAAAAAAABJ4/byrfZkEpSwc/s200/Family+Fun+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYM38_4AWUI/AAAAAAAABJw/3agnTsLnGas/s1600-h/Family+Fun+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297139107795851586" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYM38_4AWUI/AAAAAAAABJw/3agnTsLnGas/s200/Family+Fun+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYM3717T7iI/AAAAAAAABJo/wyEM5ueMI3M/s1600-h/Family+Fun+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297139087945494050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYM3717T7iI/AAAAAAAABJo/wyEM5ueMI3M/s200/Family+Fun+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It got cold and we were tired. Maggie, Chey, Morgan and RaRa decided to sleep outside. RaRa's allergies got to her and since she had to sing the next day...she skipped out. Mike and Anissa came around 10:30 - 11:00 and by the time they left, Chey and Maggie were asleep. We made Morgan go sleep in the trailer with my mo, Jill, Breckyn, Keegan, Jax and Ryker. Troy and I went inside...oh poor us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNDomYSh3I/AAAAAAAABKg/eIGoZTVo6R0/s1600-h/Family+Fun+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297151951494088562" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNDomYSh3I/AAAAAAAABKg/eIGoZTVo6R0/s200/Family+Fun+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNDoeI1iEI/AAAAAAAABKY/HEqY0z7mD4I/s1600-h/Family+Fun+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297151949281790018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNDoeI1iEI/AAAAAAAABKY/HEqY0z7mD4I/s200/Family+Fun+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The next morning we all had a few hours before we had to get ready. the little kids played outside some more and the older girls went on a trail ride with Troy and Jim.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297155956261752546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNHRtTTjuI/AAAAAAAABLA/0mlR1GEPreA/s320/Family+Fun+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297155950675959314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNHRYfjHhI/AAAAAAAABK4/zbwfVfUVMnQ/s320/Family+Fun+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Great looking bunch, wouldn't you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297156750454894226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNH_75tLpI/AAAAAAAABLI/rbXnIS3jm1Q/s200/Family+Fun+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297156748714958386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNH_1a33jI/AAAAAAAABLQ/jrsdWEsy5ZY/s200/Family+Fun+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Random Pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNJn3iibRI/AAAAAAAABLg/dpVK3JMSC9Y/s1600-h/Family+Fun+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297158535990373650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNJn3iibRI/AAAAAAAABLg/dpVK3JMSC9Y/s320/Family+Fun+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing with the puppies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Ryker's face in the morning...hehe&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNJnSy8mjI/AAAAAAAABLY/9D7F51eFuiE/s1600-h/Family+Fun+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297158526127086130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNJnSy8mjI/AAAAAAAABLY/9D7F51eFuiE/s320/Family+Fun+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNJoY-U2xI/AAAAAAAABLw/Dbq5DIl0CYQ/s1600-h/Family+Fun+016A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297158544965294866" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNJoY-U2xI/AAAAAAAABLw/Dbq5DIl0CYQ/s320/Family+Fun+016A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Cowboys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNJo3t2SpI/AAAAAAAABL4/A0NEJD0ViVE/s1600-h/Troy+%26+Jax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297158553217682066" style="WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYNJo3t2SpI/AAAAAAAABL4/A0NEJD0ViVE/s320/Troy+%26+Jax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....No Words Needed &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What a wonderful way to start the new year.  And to add to it...my little sisters will be back a week from today!!  I love my family so much and I realize how much their influence has helped make me, well me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL.........Family AND Friends.&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/5414229874625447330-6259286088896348852?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6259286088896348852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=6259286088896348852' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6259286088896348852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6259286088896348852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/01/family-family-family-friends.html' title='Family, Family, Family &amp; Friends'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SYMlafuApAI/AAAAAAAABF8/MbkLEkFuCmI/s72-c/A.party++++baptism+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-3458395878243865163</id><published>2009-01-06T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:36:27.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon to be PRIVATE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all my loved ones,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy heard about a kid that was abducted out by us and the police said that they had found them through their family's blog. This is so scary and SAD that the world has become such a disgusting place that we cannot even keep in contact with friends and family without jeopardizing our safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to get as many of you on my list as I can. Please let me know your email addresses if I don't already have them, so I can send you an invite. Your comments on this post that include your email, will not be published so nobody else will see your address. I will continue seeking out old friends and family through Facebook and give more invites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please make sure that you do this soon so that you can continue watching our family grow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Timar Lu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288359573996276978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWQHA3yVjPI/AAAAAAAABEY/G5ba8-cSJAg/s400/Family+Pictures+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Morgan will also be going private so I will send you an invite for hers too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-3458395878243865163?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/3458395878243865163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=3458395878243865163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/3458395878243865163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/3458395878243865163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/01/soon-to-be-private.html' title='Soon to be PRIVATE!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWQHA3yVjPI/AAAAAAAABEY/G5ba8-cSJAg/s72-c/Family+Pictures+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-7167573843535575754</id><published>2009-01-05T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:42:55.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW RECORD</title><content type='html'>I have not updated my blog since December 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  This morning I finally sat down and did 4 posts.  This is not a record for # of posts (that would be 5) but a record for how fast I did them. 3 HOURS. (with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;interruptions&lt;/span&gt; of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy my posts and admire my family.  I say that because over the past 2 weeks I have seen how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; blessed our family is and I pray that yours is as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love to you all and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 2009!&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/5414229874625447330-7167573843535575754?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7167573843535575754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=7167573843535575754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7167573843535575754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7167573843535575754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-record.html' title='A NEW RECORD'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-7475705907240813785</id><published>2009-01-05T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:13:18.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Christmas Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Friday I got to go to lunch with Maggie and Chey. They took me to the Pasta Factory (YUM). After that we went home and watched some movies that they got for Christmas (except One Tree Hill, which they watched every night we were there until like 6am) That night we played Partini (sp?). Aunt Lauri, Uncle Doug, Jill, Maggie, Kinney, Brant, Katie, Alison (Katie's sister who spent Christmas with us) and mom oh and me all played. It was so fun. We were laughing so hard and it was fun to see who could and could not do certain things (like hum LOL). Willie and Troy didn't play (surprised?) they talked business and life instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNiRetJ5I/AAAAAAAABD4/RaRmsm0WwBQ/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287874163689465746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNiRetJ5I/AAAAAAAABD4/RaRmsm0WwBQ/s400/puppies+and+Christmas+148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the boys. I just really like this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNA6Xs-yI/AAAAAAAABDQ/Sd6zv4LER18/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287873590550395682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNA6Xs-yI/AAAAAAAABDQ/Sd6zv4LER18/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Troy and Dad roping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287871716452119362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJLT0z2s0I/AAAAAAAABCg/dTc01ejXlMQ/s400/puppies+and+Christmas+145.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday we went to the place where my Dad keeps his horses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJMCaOb-AI/AAAAAAAABCw/Mq3WqBSVwY4/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287872516769708034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJMCaOb-AI/AAAAAAAABCw/Mq3WqBSVwY4/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids found a well. They had fun throwing rocks in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJMEDApCZI/AAAAAAAABDI/U6l2D_6iWpc/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287872544897567122" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJMEDApCZI/AAAAAAAABDI/U6l2D_6iWpc/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Morgan trying out our dummy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJMDIk-EiI/AAAAAAAABC4/1Fso0ipmE5U/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287872529212248610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJMDIk-EiI/AAAAAAAABC4/1Fso0ipmE5U/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sis Chey and I. She is so beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNCXzenLI/AAAAAAAABDo/ZWXrzXrbjF4/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287873615631391922" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNCXzenLI/AAAAAAAABDo/ZWXrzXrbjF4/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chey showing off her photography talent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNB9N07yI/AAAAAAAABDg/MxVLK8-_2TE/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287873608494149410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNB9N07yI/AAAAAAAABDg/MxVLK8-_2TE/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture. It even has a rope coiled on the porch next to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNBkJ97qI/AAAAAAAABDY/hMQ6ycrzo7Q/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287873601767075490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNBkJ97qI/AAAAAAAABDY/hMQ6ycrzo7Q/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, so McKinney decided to be funny and wear his "riding gear". The only problem is that while we were all laughing at him......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNDCWgj3I/AAAAAAAABDw/Rjt51qRso5M/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287873627052609394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNDCWgj3I/AAAAAAAABDw/Rjt51qRso5M/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the horse lost her footing and fell. These are her tracks and way at the top....is Kinney's landing pad. We were glad that he was a dork and had his helmet on. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287877937070272274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJQ96ay7xI/AAAAAAAABEA/Wia7GuPuYCk/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+167.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;See the big foot print?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After riding and playing for a while, we went to the dinosaur museum. It wasn't as fun as I thought because there were no bones. It was rock with feet prints. Don't get me wrong it was cool to see and to know that they came form St. George but you know me....I don't visualize well. Anyway, my dad bought the kids a toy from the gift shop.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287877945921091346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJQ-bY_txI/AAAAAAAABEI/DOGerRmEbpE/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287877948319149298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJQ-kUvLPI/AAAAAAAABEQ/4cUKu4thvnM/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;while the other dorks colored dino pictures &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hehe (Kinney &amp;amp; Katie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there I realize how much I miss out on and how much I miss all of them. It is nice to be able to call my family......my best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU ALREADY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-7475705907240813785?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7475705907240813785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=7475705907240813785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7475705907240813785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7475705907240813785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/01/post-christmas-fun.html' title='Post Christmas Fun!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJNiRetJ5I/AAAAAAAABD4/RaRmsm0WwBQ/s72-c/puppies+and+Christmas+148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-6040569453428308577</id><published>2009-01-05T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:11:24.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We did not wake up until McKinney yelled at us at 7:00. That is what time we are usually starting breakfast. We all lined up, youngest to oldest and went down stairs. When we first start, everyone gets a present and then opens them at the same time and then it is a free for all. Troy didn't like this a t first because you couldn't see what everybody got but now that he realizes...if it take 1 1/2 hours to open all at the same time, it would take 4 hours to watch everybody. It works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJAeHIOabI/AAAAAAAABAw/7Kk3dzto7lU/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287859798540183986" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJAeHIOabI/AAAAAAAABAw/7Kk3dzto7lU/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Breck and Keeg when we first walked downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJAe_LJzWI/AAAAAAAABA4/SDw-xV-o6Bw/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287859813584850274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJAe_LJzWI/AAAAAAAABA4/SDw-xV-o6Bw/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Grandma Lu reading the letter from Santa. Morgan asked him how old he was and how many elves he had. That is her surprised face :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJAhW9kSJI/AAAAAAAABBQ/GkOydpAGgQk/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287859854330054802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJAhW9kSJI/AAAAAAAABBQ/GkOydpAGgQk/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Morgan's new breast collar to go with her saddle. She loves it and big Morgan did a great job on the tooling and staining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJAgp8LtuI/AAAAAAAABBI/eQSW8XXC-Yc/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287859842244654818" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJAgp8LtuI/AAAAAAAABBI/eQSW8XXC-Yc/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keegan got his Ultimate Lightsaber kit among other things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJC45lFz1I/AAAAAAAABBY/g78BONpFKrk/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287862457782882130" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJC45lFz1I/AAAAAAAABBY/g78BONpFKrk/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breckyn won the prize for the most excited over a gift. Her Mr. Potato Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJAfFfmq-I/AAAAAAAABBA/gDsUG3CbpNs/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287859815281241058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJAfFfmq-I/AAAAAAAABBA/gDsUG3CbpNs/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are not sure why, but all the little kids love Uncle Troy&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJDhbSn-VI/AAAAAAAABBw/HVv7Xh_rdxk/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287863154027002194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJDhbSn-VI/AAAAAAAABBw/HVv7Xh_rdxk/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJC7sfa-vI/AAAAAAAABBo/Jof9fV6jINQ/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287862505809050354" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJC7sfa-vI/AAAAAAAABBo/Jof9fV6jINQ/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok.....Breckyn &lt;em&gt;Daisy, &lt;/em&gt;Dressing &lt;em&gt;Daisy &lt;/em&gt;doll (from caring friends)Baby&lt;em&gt; Daisy&lt;/em&gt; Duck sweater(from G&amp;amp;G Taylor). See, I am not the only one that is extremely proud of her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJC5Rb70eI/AAAAAAAABBg/zf5qi7DarGc/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287862464186929634" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJC5Rb70eI/AAAAAAAABBg/zf5qi7DarGc/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the mess after opening.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287864368997935810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJEoJaRKsI/AAAAAAAABCA/TB-TA2v9Wrs/s400/puppies+and+Christmas+126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Maggie's new bed. Troy helped put it together. Aren't they so cute? This is Kinney's last Christmas at home before leaving on his mission this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287865416586173154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJFlH-xGuI/AAAAAAAABCI/S_TjWrhaLb4/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;After we ate and got ready, we went to my Dad and his wife Shauna's house to open gifts and eat a little. She made some real yummy soup and had some pie too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287865431572232866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJFl_zuOqI/AAAAAAAABCQ/UZIgWDWCf84/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287865432652171298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJFmD1MyCI/AAAAAAAABCY/zvqPw4hHIJA/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My Dad made my kids and Willie's kids roping dummies. They are so cute/cool. This is Keegan carrying ours out. They also each got a movie that they had asked for. Thanks Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we got back to my Mom's, we played with all the toys and then had a yummy turkey dinner. While we were there we also had HOMEMADE TOAST (in the oven) and HOT CHOCOLATE......My favorite food of all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a great Christmas day and we all were very blessed with wonderful gifts. My kids along with toys and movies, got Sunday clothes from my Mom. Keegan even got his first suit that was of course to big (ya ya ya) so we will be getting a smaller one this weekend. I can't wait to see my little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-6040569453428308577?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6040569453428308577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=6040569453428308577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6040569453428308577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6040569453428308577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWJAeHIOabI/AAAAAAAABAw/7Kk3dzto7lU/s72-c/puppies+and+Christmas+089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-8299786842336524157</id><published>2009-01-05T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:27:59.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI8qxyyA-I/AAAAAAAABAg/-Fq-xmyTW8U/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287855618104886242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI8qxyyA-I/AAAAAAAABAg/-Fq-xmyTW8U/s400/puppies+and+Christmas+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are all the stockings for our family. Pretty soon mom will have to start doubling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So for Christmas eve we had a lot of plans. First-EAT.....we had homade chimis and all sorts of Mexican dips (we all know how much I love Mexican food). Second-cookies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287846044450123330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIz9hJnbkI/AAAAAAAAA_I/4A_DKS2rbNY/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Santa has always loved my mom's/grandma's sugar cookies. Morg, Breck and Ali had lots of fun making a mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287846050860649618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIz95CATJI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/DVqpcMawJKs/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aunt Jill helping Keeg and her Jax. Keegan found this to be hard work(he cut himself on my mom's old cookie cutters) These 2 boys are the best of friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287846061054445442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIz-fAZR4I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/037ogM6UsOc/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is 1 pan full of cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;While the cookies were baking and cooling we moved on, third-ornaments. Our kids always get a new pair of pj's and an ornament. My sisters do this too. This year I found ceramic ornaments that the kids got to decorate themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287848443231695330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI2JJTtceI/AAAAAAAAA_g/5D50SUVDUAk/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt; There was puffy paint, sparkles and rhinestones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287848448159851378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI2JbqrI3I/AAAAAAAAA_o/kQSnsHksqmM/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Aren't they beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287852780394470882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI6Fmf5XeI/AAAAAAAABAA/PEzht8WI9LY/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Breckyn, Keegan Ryker, Ali, Morgan &amp;amp; Jax with their pj's and ornaments &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The kids also got to make reindeer food and spread it out on the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287852766614787058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI6EzKkE_I/AAAAAAAAA_4/qD6XKJEcFHA/s320/puppies+and+Christmas+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Santa's cookies....can you guess which one is Morgan's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all wrote a letter to Santa, set out his hot chocolate and cookies, oranges for the reindeer and then off to bed (along w/Troy) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI7VY3gfGI/AAAAAAAABAQ/SAa3XjZPagM/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI8SWgIv9I/AAAAAAAABAY/kV6LJpYO8DA/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287855198462066642" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI8SWgIv9I/AAAAAAAABAY/kV6LJpYO8DA/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is a tradition in my family that on Christmas Eve, EVERYONE sleeps in the same room. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI7UlbENrI/AAAAAAAABAI/KYo_1QMxbvM/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287854137315440306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI7UlbENrI/AAAAAAAABAI/KYo_1QMxbvM/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year there were 17 of us in the TV room. And also a lot of snoring (sorry....I WAS SICK)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287856079089838162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI9FnGKKFI/AAAAAAAABAo/qpHoPWWmYt8/s400/puppies+and+Christmas+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Entertainment was provided by Chey and Maggie and of course Mama Mia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was a great night and we had a lot of fun wrapping and visiting until late into the night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-8299786842336524157?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8299786842336524157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=8299786842336524157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8299786842336524157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8299786842336524157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWI8qxyyA-I/AAAAAAAABAg/-Fq-xmyTW8U/s72-c/puppies+and+Christmas+068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-4711541901087222349</id><published>2009-01-05T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:12:42.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in St. George</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This year, Troy surprised everyone when he said we would be spending Christmas with my family in Utah. I was so excited and although up until the day before we left finances were not on our side, Troy sold his "horse bed" and we were able to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWImKdGyxDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/rxX34zASUAk/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWImKwnUDnI/AAAAAAAAA94/GMVnmjlFtjY/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWImKdGyxDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/rxX34zASUAk/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287830873540052018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWImKdGyxDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/rxX34zASUAk/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way there was a lot of snow. This picture is in the middle of the Reservation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWImKwnUDnI/AAAAAAAAA94/GMVnmjlFtjY/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287830878776725106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWImKwnUDnI/AAAAAAAAA94/GMVnmjlFtjY/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have never seen snow there and so we knew Jacob's Lake would also be a "little" icy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we finally got to my mom's house, my sister Jill had us all sit on the couch/floor and say "Merry Christmas" and sing "We Wish You a Merry Christmas" to Chey on a video so that when she came home in January, we would all be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well when we got to the 2nd wish you a merry Christmas I saw the door open and after a double-take saw that it was my Chey. Being that the others couldn't see her for the HUGE tree my mom had, they were confused when I "screamed" and said a few choice words and started running. (honestly they thought Troy had done something to me, surprised?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287833040003032274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIoIjz0ZNI/AAAAAAAAA-A/pxl9TG57bBA/s400/puppies+and+Christmas+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Chey about 3 minutes after walking in. She is so skinny and TAN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For all of you who know my family, you can imagine the water works that followed. My mom told Jill that she hated her (lovingly). It turned out that in November she decided that she wanted to be home for Christmas and Jill and Willie helped arrange it. They kept it a secret from EVERYBODY and hid her for a few days and even put her in their trailer a few blocks away so nobody would see her :). This was the best part of Christmas by far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287834245985682690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIpOwcfRQI/AAAAAAAAA-I/7IsHEilLaic/s400/puppies+and+Christmas+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is all of our family, minus Tracy and crew. This will be the closest we will get to a full family picture for at least 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIqvrF_IAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/mTKtJGUPwNU/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIqwF7jpUI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bXtWsQs2FiA/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Chey brought gifts home for everyone. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIqvrF_IAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/mTKtJGUPwNU/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287835910996434946" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIqvrF_IAI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/mTKtJGUPwNU/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breckyn got a cute little treasure box with a hand made bracelet inside and &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIqwF7jpUI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bXtWsQs2FiA/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287835918200448322" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIqwF7jpUI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bXtWsQs2FiA/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keegan got a sling shot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIqwV-rjxI/AAAAAAAAA-g/y84bPjVoPd4/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIqwV-rjxI/AAAAAAAAA-g/y84bPjVoPd4/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIrXupztAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/0O-tgM19kek/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIrXupztAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/0O-tgM19kek/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287836599146755074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIrXupztAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/0O-tgM19kek/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Morgan also got a little treasure box with a larger bracelet and &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIqwV-rjxI/AAAAAAAAA-g/y84bPjVoPd4/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287835922508517138" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIqwV-rjxI/AAAAAAAAA-g/y84bPjVoPd4/s200/puppies+and+Christmas+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Troy got a &lt;strong&gt;machete&lt;/strong&gt;. We were all amazed that she got it through customs. It took forever to open it, she wrapped it really good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b0fe78cddff56399" 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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db0fe78cddff56399%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41A91889D917B7BC873B93A9D40A4FA9D4A18495.1843A75B4D649DAF13C6CC8D81EFDA6BDCCDFB24%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db0fe78cddff56399%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgrCNmGE_8w8JTov_enbo5_Pqr18&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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db0fe78cddff56399%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41A91889D917B7BC873B93A9D40A4FA9D4A18495.1843A75B4D649DAF13C6CC8D81EFDA6BDCCDFB24%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db0fe78cddff56399%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgrCNmGE_8w8JTov_enbo5_Pqr18&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a game that Chey played with the kids in The Hogar (orphanage). It is really cute so I made them do it a few times......Chey always beat Maggie &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287839729761956322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIuN9GoseI/AAAAAAAAA_A/Fwf74h4d4fg/s400/puppies+and+Christmas+143.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is 2 days later. Chey and Maggie were going in to surprise the "boys" at work and invited Morgan to go. They are wearing the shell necklaces that she brought all of us big girls back (Morgan is wearing mine so she could look like them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWIrGSVmMxI/AAAAAAAAA-o/iGDDUhFd_FY/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So as you can guess, we had a great start to our Christmas in St. George.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWImKwnUDnI/AAAAAAAAA94/GMVnmjlFtjY/s1600-h/puppies+and+Christmas+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-4711541901087222349?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b0fe78cddff56399&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4711541901087222349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=4711541901087222349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4711541901087222349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4711541901087222349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-in-st-george.html' title='Christmas in St. George'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SWImKdGyxDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/rxX34zASUAk/s72-c/puppies+and+Christmas+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-4692707309371767418</id><published>2008-12-19T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:36:32.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're 32!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is Anissa'a birthday. I usually only do my kids and Troy's b-days on the blog but I just needed to do this one too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281643296530462466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUwqmEgFdwI/AAAAAAAAA84/ON5ipTYQBq8/s400/Anissa+b+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anissa and I grew up together and were in the same ward for most of the years at home. We were always "friends", you know the kind that you talk to and know the 411 about but we were never really close. So about 5 years ago, when we got caught in a hail storm and the power lines were down, not only were we scared but also surprised. Turns out Jolene, Mike's sister(we also grew up together) was in the car in front of us and her windows had been broken. Mike came to rescue her and I shouted at him to come over. When he told us where he lived,I have to admit I was excited and terrified all at once. I don't know about you, but I for one don't like to see people from my past. Not because I am ashamed of anything I did or who I was but because it turns out people aren't all that they seem to be in High School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, after a while Mike (Anissa's hubby) started coming over to work with and use some of Troy's tools. They made fast friends. For all of you who know them both, you will not be surprised by that one. :) Anissa and I got together a little slower (we are a lot alike). I was cautious at first, no one except Kandi and Tiffany T. had ever been "true" friends to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I am so thankful that my pain in the butt husband and Anissa's pain in the butt got us hanging out. Without them, I know we would have still come together but &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; a lot of wasted time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anissa is........very hard to explain in words. She has a love for life unlike most. She loves her kids, her dogs, her HORSES, her husband,her family and me/mine(not in that order LOL). She has become my one complete confidante. She knows it all, good and bad (even when she doesn't want to I'm sure). She is always there to be crazy when I needed to smile and to be firm when I needed to "see". She is my kid's 2nd mother. She knows everything about them, their schedule, meds, needs, wants and interests. Even the school knows they belong to her too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was not meant to be so long but I am not sure what to take out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anissa&lt;/em&gt;, I want you to know how grateful I am for you and your friendship. For your kindness, honesty, loyalty and unconditional love. You will never know how much I care for you and how often I pray that you will not leave me here, without you. I honestly don't know how I would survive or how I have survived without you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you and I hope you have a great birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-4692707309371767418?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4692707309371767418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=4692707309371767418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4692707309371767418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4692707309371767418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/12/youre-32.html' title='You&apos;re 32!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUwqmEgFdwI/AAAAAAAAA84/ON5ipTYQBq8/s72-c/Anissa+b+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-7077424061572856925</id><published>2008-12-16T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:10:23.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Faithful Followers.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I am finally updating my blog. It has taken me ALL day but I know you will enjoy it and you know I ONLY do it for you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are 3 yes 3 new posts today. I hope you enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280652565285203250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUilh7AUbTI/AAAAAAAAA8w/BWOHZdu-tDE/s400/Christmas+Card+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is our Christmas card.  Most of you got one and if you didn't, please know that this ONE is just for you.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-7077424061572856925?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7077424061572856925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=7077424061572856925' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7077424061572856925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7077424061572856925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-my-faithful-followers.html' title='To My Faithful Followers.....'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUilh7AUbTI/AAAAAAAAA8w/BWOHZdu-tDE/s72-c/Christmas+Card+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-8532341523169137681</id><published>2008-12-16T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:27:32.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Home With Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We love you Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhX1R-VXjI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/uwABDgOVZ6A/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280567135961439794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhX1R-VXjI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/uwABDgOVZ6A/s320/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Grandpa, Breckyn, Morgan, Keegan, Jax and Ryker in front of the fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhX0VHIq0I/AAAAAAAAA6A/j3Gr8A65NjY/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280567119623793474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhX0VHIq0I/AAAAAAAAA6A/j3Gr8A65NjY/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we went to Show Low, we stayed with Grandpa Nikolaus (my dad's dad). I love staying there, it makes me feel little again. We always sleep in the back bedroom which has 2 beds. This time we didn't sleep to well since the wind was blowing so bad that it woke the kids up. so in turn, we woke up everybody with 1 little phone call&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280567118011858034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhX0PG0fHI/AAAAAAAAA54/vYIqjKqRF1U/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When we came back from the party, we showed Ajax to his room. We let him know that because we love him, we saved the softest bed for him. At first sight he did not say a word. But after a little bit he was very happy with our gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280567936621861106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhYj4qp2PI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/W8H12odSMLs/s320/156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My girls and Ajax just chillin in the "pink bedroom"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280567945008839154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhYkX6Q-fI/AAAAAAAAA6g/bq2yUcwXlMQ/s320/157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Maggie got a little jealous so she had to get in on the action. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280567954525862754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhYk7XTO2I/AAAAAAAAA6o/Yh7d15FRHUY/s320/158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keegan loves to be with Grandpa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280567984725836002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhYmr3iQOI/AAAAAAAAA6w/73XHZqlQMhA/s320/159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Everybody was soooo tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That night my cousin Tenney Lee came over with ALL her girls to visit. It was so fun to laugh and make fun everybody. When we went to bed it was really late and it started to snow. Well when we woke up...there it was, about 3.5 inches (or so). The kids were soooo excited to get dressed and go play. We got out the sock hats that Grandma had made and bundled them up. When I was getting them ready, Magoo and Ajax decided to grace us with their presence. I dared him to take off his shirt and do a snow angel in just his shorts. He asked me what I would give him and I told him that I would put him on my post. Well we all know hoe famous my blog is (not). After a little more prodding.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c45c716ba1467f0f" 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://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc45c716ba1467f0f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D827D63C6A0E6102F35102910AAE7EDA0FD1FFD8.479BEE9AB28FE0BC1F7BC6B397AEF5F83B70D1D9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc45c716ba1467f0f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI4pBG20Ez3zYftvA6CwrjavgGRg&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://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc45c716ba1467f0f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D827D63C6A0E6102F35102910AAE7EDA0FD1FFD8.479BEE9AB28FE0BC1F7BC6B397AEF5F83B70D1D9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc45c716ba1467f0f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI4pBG20Ez3zYftvA6CwrjavgGRg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The only thing is that instead of taking a picture, I recorded him. I think it knocked the wind out of him but you can't hear it. He acted so tough and said it "wasn't bad". But he sure wanted a towel when he got to the door. :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280567990960997746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhYnDGHRXI/AAAAAAAAA64/IrqPIcGhny8/s320/164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These are my favorite kids in my favorite tree. I grew up climbing the apple trees in the backyard and we have so many pictures taken in THIS tree.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280644029300892050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUidxD_EYZI/AAAAAAAAA7I/vvnlgDYRuYg/s320/169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Morgan lasted the longest. She ate the snow and made snow angels. She LOVED it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280644033006181250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUidxRyem4I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/UXpbMbd32qo/s320/171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Breckyn was glad to get in the warm tub. This is the "pink bathroom" that we ALL bathed in.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280644038396069394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUidxl3hxhI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/lGSwlJbgWlI/s320/175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then Grandpa made us waffles and eggs. They were as good as I remember them being.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280644042517195010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUidx1OFKQI/AAAAAAAAA7g/C1IwyehrVeI/s320/177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My mom stopped back by to say goodbye and drop off some gifts so we got a picture of her with the kids and the tree. I am glad that after all that has happened, she still knows that she is loved and welcome at Grandpa's home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280646124912522434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUifrCv0NMI/AAAAAAAAA7o/6Q61YFvvKlY/s400/165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time and I am so glad that we got to spend time with all sides of the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Last, we went to Snowflake to see Troy's parents. My camera had died so I used theirs and then they sent them to me. Thanks mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280647105892341026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUigkJLoVSI/AAAAAAAAA8g/xI2ejQ0B61c/s320/weekend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280647834026075730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUihOhsPZlI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Q1pq6c0TzXA/s320/weekend01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We played Battleship and Morgan and I beat Troy. He says it is because Keegan cheated but we all know the truth on that one don't we. :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280646984242072658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUigdD_8jFI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/aM2lr9N-HT8/s320/weekend02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Troy got tired and my sweet Breck went over and loved on him and tickled his neck. She can be so nice at times.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280646982782300242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUigc-j6MFI/AAAAAAAAA8I/LzJ2qhrML8Q/s320/weekend03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Troy and Dad on Craigslist. Troy's favorite store.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280646977942044946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUigcsh5wRI/AAAAAAAAA74/Tstv0qP-gV8/s320/weekend05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ajax was a little tired I think. He crammed a lot of visiting into 24 hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280646980114280178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUigc0nzbvI/AAAAAAAAA8A/rqt7byJE1HE/s320/weekend04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma and Breck making grilled tuna and cheese sandwiches. Yummy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280646970686864626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUigcRgIfPI/AAAAAAAAA7w/2HCxI3lUdrc/s320/weekend06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eating and yes that is Keegan eating....an apple. Look close it doesn't happen to often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After we ate and visited a little more, we headed for home. It was a smooth ride home and a good end to the perfect weekend. We are so blessed to have such a large and loving family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-8532341523169137681?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c45c716ba1467f0f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/8532341523169137681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=8532341523169137681' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8532341523169137681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/8532341523169137681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/12/at-home-with-grandpa.html' title='At Home With Grandpa'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhX1R-VXjI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/uwABDgOVZ6A/s72-c/116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-1822983113726997089</id><published>2008-12-16T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:31:53.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Everywhere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhPYzBt_iI/AAAAAAAAA5o/mkqhucSpStY/s1600-h/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280557850524778018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhPYzBt_iI/AAAAAAAAA5o/mkqhucSpStY/s320/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Taylor. They are fully responsible for what you are about to see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This weekend we got to go to my mom's side of the family's Christmas party, the Taylor family. It is an annual event and gets bigger each year in that our family gets BIGGER each year:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280553479718384050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhLaYgRMbI/AAAAAAAAA3o/oV3sN4nBKHc/s400/Taylor+Family.jpg" border="0" /&gt; There were 25 people missing this year that is why our group is so small.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This year it was in Show Low and my Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bev&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; were in charge of it. It began at 11:00 SHARP (in other words 11:45 "Taylor Time") We started in the relief society room with my Grandpa reading the Christmas story out of the Bible and a family picture (yeah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhMQlLS8bI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Sfw42pha7WE/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280554410833015218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhMQlLS8bI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Sfw42pha7WE/s320/117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhMQ9iwHSI/AAAAAAAAA34/Bpj2veOBSEI/s1600-h/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280554417373846818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhMQ9iwHSI/AAAAAAAAA34/Bpj2veOBSEI/s320/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went in to eat. We all love that part. We had barbecue and salads and junk food and and and.&lt;br /&gt;The the games began.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhMRojn3LI/AAAAAAAAA4A/v3L6TPGlj18/s1600-h/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280554428920224946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhMRojn3LI/AAAAAAAAA4A/v3L6TPGlj18/s320/121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhNP-k_TFI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/IuXvFJ0cgJg/s1600-h/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhMSi9k89I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/7c2sKFrMNgI/s1600-h/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280554444598342610" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhMSi9k89I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/7c2sKFrMNgI/s320/127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhMR_VuZbI/AAAAAAAAA4I/-mrRb-JJW-g/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280554435035948466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhMR_VuZbI/AAAAAAAAA4I/-mrRb-JJW-g/s320/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had skateboard races, fishing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Loogie&lt;/span&gt; (gum) spitting (the men LOVE this the rest of us think it is disgusting), Rudolph nose popping (balloons), toy soldier shot and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhNQPYu5UI/AAAAAAAAA4g/CM7kO3ohL9Q/s1600-h/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280555504495420738" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhNQPYu5UI/AAAAAAAAA4g/CM7kO3ohL9Q/s320/135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Magoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhPZ6TCUbI/AAAAAAAAA5w/WUi_Di--gYc/s1600-h/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280557869656330674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhPZ6TCUbI/AAAAAAAAA5w/WUi_Di--gYc/s320/153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Breck&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jax&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ryker&lt;/span&gt; and Jea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhNQW2Y17I/AAAAAAAAA4o/D_qzSvPF1Qw/s1600-h/139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280555506498852786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhNQW2Y17I/AAAAAAAAA4o/D_qzSvPF1Qw/s320/139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajax surprised Maggie with a visit. We were in on it and it was a lot of fun. She was so happy to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhNQ-RC_VI/AAAAAAAAA4w/LEiyxme2PxE/s1600-h/144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280555517079649618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhNQ-RC_VI/AAAAAAAAA4w/LEiyxme2PxE/s320/144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhNRKPH41I/AAAAAAAAA44/_gMurheY1iw/s1600-h/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280555520292807506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhNRKPH41I/AAAAAAAAA44/_gMurheY1iw/s320/145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a gingerbread house making contest by families and with ours, us girls lucked out. Troy, Willie and Morgan did the work and it was amazing. We had a truck, a pooping dog (poop provided by Kinney and M&amp;amp;M), a slide, see-saw, Tiny Tim (man w/1 leg) and a Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhO_vSbgTI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/aqFZU9b9xXY/s1600-h/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280557420024398130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhO_vSbgTI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/aqFZU9b9xXY/s320/147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhO_zqtPdI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/cJ7pPJX3dUc/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280557421199965650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhO_zqtPdI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/cJ7pPJX3dUc/s320/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 7 all together and most of them were really good but my Aunt Debbie's family decided to make fun of our home and make a "redneck trailer". No hard feelings but as Troy told you, we took our tires off years ago &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhO-h-wy-I/AAAAAAAAA5A/6caw5R_rYqE/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280557399272377314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhO-h-wy-I/AAAAAAAAA5A/6caw5R_rYqE/s320/148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, Yes, we won. Come on, are you really surprised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhO_M9rJhI/AAAAAAAAA5I/RtmRyNKlls0/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280557410810537490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhO_M9rJhI/AAAAAAAAA5I/RtmRyNKlls0/s320/149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhPAQcngwI/AAAAAAAAA5g/jyzf50LeH1c/s1600-h/151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280557428925498114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhPAQcngwI/AAAAAAAAA5g/jyzf50LeH1c/s320/151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all we had a model contest. We got wrapping paper, ribbon, tape and scissors. Kinney volunteered to wear the creation. Again, Troy and Willie took charge and made him look beautiful. Everyone looked so funny. We were all laughing so hard. I think that is when I lost my voice. They couldn't choose a winner. Oh and do you like his bra? His tiny shorts (provided by Ajax) were also very attractive:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We ended by cleaning up and saying goodbye to all. It was so fun thanks to everybody who went and to those who didn't and/or couldn't, we missed you. &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/5414229874625447330-1822983113726997089?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1822983113726997089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=1822983113726997089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1822983113726997089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1822983113726997089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-everywhere.html' title='Family Everywhere!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhPYzBt_iI/AAAAAAAAA5o/mkqhucSpStY/s72-c/152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-2542119842852140472</id><published>2008-12-16T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:36:03.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ho Ho Ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhGvtwfBAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/sNOGX294I9c/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280548348642657282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhGvtwfBAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/sNOGX294I9c/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhGwZRXrXI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/OrWGWEfy5Ug/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280548360323313010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhGwZRXrXI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/OrWGWEfy5Ug/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I never thought it would happen. We have a fake tree again. We both grew up with real ones but it is a hassle and expensive to buy them every year. So when we found one after Christmas for REALLY cheap....we bought it. Troy however, hangs a pine air freshener behind it :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhGw8ua0yI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/AKQhnjPO7BY/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280548369840395042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhGw8ua0yI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/AKQhnjPO7BY/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our kids love to decorate just like all the others. The only difference is Breckyn only decorates undressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhGxElWqoI/AAAAAAAAA3g/7rHiJMwE-9o/s1600-h/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280548371949857410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhGxElWqoI/AAAAAAAAA3g/7rHiJMwE-9o/s320/097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our tree is beautiful and I love that it is full of "kid ornaments". Our kids get a new one every year, that way when they move out and take theirs...they will have at least 18 on their own tree. At least that is the plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhFpu7jyFI/AAAAAAAAA24/z7FxLdk_7os/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280547146366699602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhFpu7jyFI/AAAAAAAAA24/z7FxLdk_7os/s320/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is her "paper" village&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year as I was setting all the decorations out, I came across a box that I don't remember getting. It was bitter sweet. When my Gr. Grandma Chalk was alive I would go to hr house and decorate it for Christmas since she couldn't. When she passed I got a lot of her decorations. It was hard to see them again and to not be able to remember getting them. I got a little teary and I missed her so much at that moment. Ultimately I am so grateful to have a peace of her in my home for the holidays. I miss you Grandma and I love you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhFoeHL5UI/AAAAAAAAA2o/WtJbAc_70G8/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280547124672193858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhFoeHL5UI/AAAAAAAAA2o/WtJbAc_70G8/s320/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhFopJZPcI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LdmjfGnKZrI/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280547127634247106" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhFopJZPcI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LdmjfGnKZrI/s320/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the train set that I always set up in front of her ceramic village.  It was as big as the houses but Grandma always insisted on it being in front.  There are 2 of these moose and I think my aunt made the plaque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhGvJlC2ZI/AAAAAAAAA3A/u5z3bHyh5Kc/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280548338930997650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhGvJlC2ZI/AAAAAAAAA3A/u5z3bHyh5Kc/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the BEAUTIFUL, BIG Nativity set that Troy gave me.  I got the Nativity one year and the next I got the Stable.  I think it is the BEST I have seen (next to the live one that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-2542119842852140472?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2542119842852140472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=2542119842852140472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2542119842852140472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2542119842852140472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-christmas-tree-oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUhGvtwfBAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/sNOGX294I9c/s72-c/089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-140640406158991944</id><published>2008-12-16T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:53:03.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Celebrating the birth of Jesus in a fun way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg2YYvFvjI/AAAAAAAAA1w/F99kzRE5gOM/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280530355676626482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg2YYvFvjI/AAAAAAAAA1w/F99kzRE5gOM/s320/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is just a few of the people who were in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were able to be a part of our stakes first of many Nativity plays? Morgan wanted to go and so I volunteered to be in the choir. When I got there however, I was handed a white dress. I went over and stood with the choir very confused. Then Br. Smith told me I was an angel......I am not sure he REALLY knew who I was LOL. Morgan was a girl in the crowd and when we got home, Keegan threw a fit because he wanted a costume too. Luckily they had one left. He was hesitant at first because of the color but once we reminded him that purple and gold are Queen Creek/Ajax's colors, he was ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280531104547781474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg3D-f4u2I/AAAAAAAAA14/ETXpBqxeCBo/s400/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aren't they adorable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280532335450666786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg4Ln-ANyI/AAAAAAAAA2A/SIeyMnyg9pE/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had live animals....chickens, sheep, goats, a cow and a donkey (mini horse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was allot of fun. I wasn't sure about standing on the 5 ft. platform that rocked nor was I hip on having to be the "speaking angel" while only lipping it WITH a flippin' spot light on me. Not the best. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280530334976889714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg2XLn403I/AAAAAAAAA1g/YXLLk5GWa8s/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Morgan walked around with Becca (one of our 2 babysitters) and helped with 3 little girls. They were all so cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280530329399632114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg2W22KoPI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/bPsABnJ4FV4/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Keegan ended up being a shepherd since he would not leave Tanners side (or I should say....back) :) :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280532350707457298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg4MgzgXRI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/1VEj6GDs_8c/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The first night we had the scariest doll EVER playing baby Jesus. Emily/Mary was even scared to sing to it (no lie). As we were all discussing it, a lady over heard us and lent us her little Isabella. She was so cute and they got the best pictures. But, since she had prior engagements..we could not use her the second night. Oh and Bishop said NO live babies....oops. So I took Breckyn's baby (pictured here) and she was the star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280530325329029714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg2WnrqKlI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Kd44raZpHPw/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a quick pic that I took when Tanner handed of the goat in order to catch another one on the loose. But as we all know, Keegan is tiny and shall we say wimpy. Yes, he dropped it right as my camera flashed. Needless to say we had to tie hay rope around their feet so we didn't have them out in the crowd especially when NOBODY knew how to catch them....they kept on chasing them. I mean...HELLO, they are faster than you. duh LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280532356914659906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg4M37awkI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/tjMBCJmZDaM/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Dalton, Lane, Morgan and Keegan. They all look great. Oh, Dalton is Kinney's look-a-like, just a younger version.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, now...I will say that at one point during all of this I did get a little ornery. I would not let them put make-up or "gold sprinkles" in my hair. Yes I was very white but why change now. I do believe that there were only 3 of us that made it out with a clean face and non greasy hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280538303917185026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg9nCPT2AI/AAAAAAAAA2g/72Mp_2pROAg/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This Morgan and her friend Hannah w/makeup by mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280532342336472338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg4MBntRRI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Q5_R-ai21tQ/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what we did at each rehearsal and performance. We all knelt to pray. It was freezing but during those 2 to 5 minutes....nobody noticed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was a great way to teach my kids even more about the birth of Jesus. I hope we can do it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-140640406158991944?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/140640406158991944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=140640406158991944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/140640406158991944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/140640406158991944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/12/nativity.html' title='Nativity'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SUg2YYvFvjI/AAAAAAAAA1w/F99kzRE5gOM/s72-c/069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-1093877606841007966</id><published>2008-12-02T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:58:52.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well It Is That Time Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STV1WEUo2YI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Rzkg1PlWEN0/s1600-h/100_2536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STV1WEUo2YI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Rzkg1PlWEN0/s400/100_2536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275251560512280962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Breckyn and Zip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So our dog Zip had been expecting babies forever.  We could not figure out why she had not had them yet.  I even got scared at one point that she had lost them.  She was still big, she was not guarding her doghouse as she had always done AND we could not hear them.  Last Tuesday when Troy had not fed the horses (which means...my turn. Yeah) I was out and decided to look in the doghouse.  Now mind you, we knew that she was digging a hole but when I look ed inside....I found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVs-F2PSzI/AAAAAAAAAz0/s3LU2ymdiLE/s1600-h/100_2662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVs-F2PSzI/AAAAAAAAAz0/s3LU2ymdiLE/s400/100_2662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275242352511765298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We (Breck and I) were really excited but I could not reach them.  It was supposed to rain that day, (and did) so we had to get them out.  I called Anissa and when she dropped her kids off at school she came to help me.  We figured that Breckyn and Ashlyn could go in and get them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVueBecdFI/AAAAAAAAAz8/ijJthpvxFIo/s1600-h/100_2663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVueBecdFI/AAAAAAAAAz8/ijJthpvxFIo/s320/100_2663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275244000605664338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVuenJhN0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/U2PlQ4FFVRc/s1600-h/100_2667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVuenJhN0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/U2PlQ4FFVRc/s320/100_2667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275244010718443330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Breckyn would not go without a flashlight.  When she got in the whole, it was so big that she could turn completely around (as you can see).  As she was handing Alala to Ashlyn, Zip decided to check on the rest and went down inside with Breck.  Anissa and I were laughing at the girls but also wanting them to hurry. (Anissa is even more of a puppy lover than me.  I know hard to believe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVuectRZXI/AAAAAAAAA0E/5qk4vip9uSE/s1600-h/100_2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVuectRZXI/AAAAAAAAA0E/5qk4vip9uSE/s320/100_2670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275244007915611506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVue2yDbXI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Mftm-TFOYLE/s1600-h/100_2671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVue2yDbXI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Mftm-TFOYLE/s320/100_2671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275244014914989426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Chevy being handed out. After all five were out....here she came.  She loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVwrx2hI-I/AAAAAAAAA0c/EhjJHfV1tMI/s1600-h/100_2674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVwrx2hI-I/AAAAAAAAA0c/EhjJHfV1tMI/s320/100_2674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275246435953091554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you love how dirty Breck is?  We all know she did and it gave her an excuse to change here clothes AGAIN.  Breck is holding Heidi and Ash has Sparky.  When we took this picture, it was the first time we realized how much Breckyn has grown.  Her and Ash have always been a few inches apart.  They are 8 months apart, in fact Anissa told me the good news the day she drove me to hospital to have Breck (just a bit of info for you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVwsH_-phI/AAAAAAAAA0k/8O1-EL8-KP4/s1600-h/100_2676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STVwsH_-phI/AAAAAAAAA0k/8O1-EL8-KP4/s320/100_2676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275246441898354194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 boys and 2 girls.  All safe and sound in their new doghouse.  Mom was not quite sure about it yet.  Thanks for the help Ness and Ash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STV0oOC1XdI/AAAAAAAAA08/gYFoYSst2cM/s1600-h/5"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STV0oOC1XdI/AAAAAAAAA08/gYFoYSst2cM/s400/5" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275250772847975890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After all the work of getting them out, it took us a few days to figure out when they were born.  Well Chevy opened his eyes and we counted back.  The date of birth will be......November 17th.  Yes, we did not find them for about a week and a half.  But it was a lot like it was when I was growing up and hunting for puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;A Christmas without puppies would just not feel right!&lt;/span&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/5414229874625447330-1093877606841007966?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1093877606841007966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=1093877606841007966' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1093877606841007966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1093877606841007966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-it-is-that-time-again.html' title='Well It Is That Time Again'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/STV1WEUo2YI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Rzkg1PlWEN0/s72-c/100_2536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-1664303904581476701</id><published>2008-11-25T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:56:45.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Rascals and Breckyn ("how redundant")</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Finally, I have a singer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-342fe8a807af414f" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D342fe8a807af414f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13EF619400F315037CDF0CF16554D74D3CB6EA3A.75FDD448053BF47F17C053865705930F8E1D9B7B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D342fe8a807af414f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_kU9sDU3o8R_8M4E-SqdpHnfYvw&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D342fe8a807af414f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13EF619400F315037CDF0CF16554D74D3CB6EA3A.75FDD448053BF47F17C053865705930F8E1D9B7B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D342fe8a807af414f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_kU9sDU3o8R_8M4E-SqdpHnfYvw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite movies of all time is Little Rascals.  I quote it all the time and my kids where wanting to see the movie.  When I was at Walmart, I saw it on sale for $7.50 and got it.  My kids really like it.  But my Breckyn LOOOOOOVES it.  She watches it over and over.  So here she is watching it and singing along with her favorite part.  It is so funny because I have always been one to repeat, talk AND ask questions about all the mistakes that they make in movies (just ask my fam and even RaRa and Ajax, it annoys them).  Well my girl is once again, me to a 'T'.  She has the movie memorized already a tells it to anyone who will listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-1664303904581476701?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=342fe8a807af414f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1664303904581476701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=1664303904581476701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1664303904581476701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1664303904581476701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-rascals-and-breckyn-how.html' title='Little Rascals and Breckyn (&quot;how redundant&quot;)'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-6186943465987791450</id><published>2008-11-22T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:14:27.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Season Comes to an End For QC/Ajax</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Queen Creek Bulldogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSjU7C_w8-I/AAAAAAAAAzk/Jrqq78P7yQU/s1600-h/100_2608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSjU7C_w8-I/AAAAAAAAAzk/Jrqq78P7yQU/s400/100_2608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271697474718856162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ajax-one of our "teens"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Maggie and Kinney came to Arizona back in September, we have been to nearly every QC game.  After the first one, we decided to get babysitters and make a date out of it.  We had so much fun and by the end of the season, Troy was standing to watch the games.  In the beginning he wanted everyone to sit down.  Now he sees why it is easier to be on your feet when the game gets intense.  I really enjoyed being with him and sharing something that I love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSjLuxVqj2I/AAAAAAAAAzE/vTXNUk66-AU/s1600-h/AjaxB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSjLuxVqj2I/AAAAAAAAAzE/vTXNUk66-AU/s400/AjaxB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271687368215793506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here are a few pics of Ajax playing and him with his dad Bart and with Maggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are a few games that stand out to us.  Queen Creek vs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Higley&lt;/span&gt; for sure.  My cousin Blake plays for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Higley&lt;/span&gt; so it made it even more fun to watch.  Plus my Uncle John was taking pictures of the game and got a few with Ajax in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSjMECpPLzI/AAAAAAAAAzU/N6PF7MMNHoQ/s1600-h/Ajax+vs+Higley5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSjMECpPLzI/AAAAAAAAAzU/N6PF7MMNHoQ/s320/Ajax+vs+Higley5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271687733638541106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#70, who is jumping and touching the banner, is Blake.  It was Senior Night for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This game was my 2&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; favorite.  First of all this is the "rival" team.  The stands were filled. The Bulldogs were losing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;, until the end of the 3rd quarter.  Then they woke up and played the best 1 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt; quarters EVER! and won the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was my favorite game.  They were playing Green Way for State Playoffs and everyone was pumped for it.  But at the beginning of the week, they lost a boy named Lorin who had been their guard, #62 last season.  He had cancer and lost the battle.  The community seemed to really come together.  Lorin's favorite color was red and so the text messages started around to let everyone know to wear red to the game.  When we got to there, we saw that the team and even the cheerleaders were wearing red socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-78029aa447c523b7" 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://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D78029aa447c523b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D24DD8D5E472571A686C2D29FCE844D55BAB314B2.54C9BC60C17BD02A41746A0F7D121EEA6F2C0AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D78029aa447c523b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCl4gLwGtLM7NRecSzYp6dxCIv4w&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://v9.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D78029aa447c523b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D24DD8D5E472571A686C2D29FCE844D55BAB314B2.54C9BC60C17BD02A41746A0F7D121EEA6F2C0AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D78029aa447c523b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCl4gLwGtLM7NRecSzYp6dxCIv4w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the game, they let 62 red balloons go in honor of him and his #62 jersey is at the top of the press box.  I didn't know him at all but I still got teary eyed during the presentation and again when I saw his parents walk into the stands and sit surrounded by family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, then the game started.  Let me just say that Ajax may be a little short for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; liking....but it has absolutely NO effect on how tough he is on the field.  He had so many tackles and a GREAT, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HARD&lt;/span&gt; quarterback sack.  He even knocked the quarterback out of bounds and when Ajax got up...he still lied there for a few seconds.  I think that is when he&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; started to watch for #57.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ca1f50871cd59ee0" 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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca1f50871cd59ee0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A943CED45BA9935EAF001DD48B754497F733F0.338C6066166D289C82AF59516EC8D7AD1FD2CF32%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca1f50871cd59ee0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWyg_58-wn76hGEvFIWPp3hyYQhU&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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca1f50871cd59ee0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A943CED45BA9935EAF001DD48B754497F733F0.338C6066166D289C82AF59516EC8D7AD1FD2CF32%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca1f50871cd59ee0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWyg_58-wn76hGEvFIWPp3hyYQhU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera is not very good when it comes to football games.  The lights I guess.  So I tried recording him play a little.  If you can find him....he is the last man on the line closest to you and always the last one down into position. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think this is because he is so wound up, that he cannot be still for 2 seconds.  If ever you want to find him...just look for the one pacing or jumping up and down:-)&lt;/span&gt; Hopefully you can find him and see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; of his many tackles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9592f58003892a19" 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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9592f58003892a19%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D155412000E44867F10530EF3EB1E2100FF510724.426DD99003A6C3F4AD9FEDD7A42400F27BA74964%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9592f58003892a19%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbDwStsPWfZ43n94D1mX24l-BqPU&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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9592f58003892a19%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D155412000E44867F10530EF3EB1E2100FF510724.426DD99003A6C3F4AD9FEDD7A42400F27BA74964%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9592f58003892a19%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbDwStsPWfZ43n94D1mX24l-BqPU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I HAD TO PUT THIS SHORT CLIP ON.  It is so funny, at least to me.  If you watch Ajax and #34...you will see them step at the exact same time and they even do a cross over thing.  Well I thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well to make a long story short &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).  We ended up losing at the very end of the game by 1 STINKING POINT.  21 us 22 them.  It was horrible to know that we would not see him play again but at least the team played a great game and went down being able to hold their heads high.  Even Ajax was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  He even talked, smiled and took pictures afterward.  The last game they lost, we were lucky to get a hug :)   He is very competitive.....complete opposite of my family&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSjg4m1D89I/AAAAAAAAAzs/tBa9b0lA6GM/s1600-h/100_2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSjg4m1D89I/AAAAAAAAAzs/tBa9b0lA6GM/s400/100_2640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271710626937566162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alright boy, with this picture you had better realize how much we love you.  I HATE PICTURES OF ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Ajax, you have had a heck of a season and we are so happy to have had the opportunity and privilege of being there with you.  You are an amazing athlete and an even better "teen". &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; We are proud of you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-6186943465987791450?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=78029aa447c523b7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9592f58003892a19&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ca1f50871cd59ee0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6186943465987791450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=6186943465987791450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6186943465987791450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6186943465987791450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/11/football-season-comes-to-end-for-qcajax.html' title='Football Season Comes to an End For QC/Ajax'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSjU7C_w8-I/AAAAAAAAAzk/Jrqq78P7yQU/s72-c/100_2608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-5842311598201802914</id><published>2008-11-22T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T18:37:51.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridge Tagged - Thanks Jill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I guess that since I made such a big deal out of everyone getting blogs...I deserve to get tagged now and then.   But a refrigerator tag?  Come on really.  Isn't my life embarrassing enough? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSi_v9xGqRI/AAAAAAAAAy0/hj1bskUcri8/s1600-h/100_2600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSi_v9xGqRI/AAAAAAAAAy0/hj1bskUcri8/s320/100_2600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271674194592442642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well at least I have a new and pretty one :-).  These are all my pictures, reminders and magnets on the the front.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSi_wXLEa_I/AAAAAAAAAy8/8iXKaZIqZPU/s1600-h/100_2602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSi_wXLEa_I/AAAAAAAAAy8/8iXKaZIqZPU/s320/100_2602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271674201412234226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well as you can see I have no food.  Basically we have milk, Troy's Gatorade (grape FIERCE only), water, 2 apples, sierra mist free and of course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nutren&lt;/span&gt; Jr.......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keegan's&lt;/span&gt; only source of nutrition.  Oh and don't forget the jars off pickle juice for Troy's pickled eggs (YUK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I tag: Anissa, Jennifer, Nat and Stacey&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/5414229874625447330-5842311598201802914?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5842311598201802914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=5842311598201802914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/5842311598201802914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/5842311598201802914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/11/fridge-tagged-thanks-jill.html' title='Fridge Tagged - Thanks Jill'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSi_v9xGqRI/AAAAAAAAAy0/hj1bskUcri8/s72-c/100_2600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-1692221463468415976</id><published>2008-11-17T08:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:31:20.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VA Veterans Day Parade 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;OUR OWN FAMILY HERO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGfpNbGMvI/AAAAAAAAAxU/OZcBTOIFNtw/s1600-h/Keeg+and+Gr+Grand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269668569326957298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGfpNbGMvI/AAAAAAAAAxU/OZcBTOIFNtw/s400/Keeg+and+Gr+Grand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Frank Leland Nikolaus. He served as a Staff Sergeant in the Army during World War II. He loves to tell stories about his time in the services but is also careful of what he tells to whom. My favorite is when he talks about being the Mormon boy who was in charge of rationing the alcohol. He quickly became a a new friend to all. But for all of you that know Grandpa....it didn't help them out a bit :) We love you Grandpa and are so thankful to you for the sacrifices that you made for your/our Country and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGfZfHeEjI/AAAAAAAAAxM/gHqQQe_IwXQ/s1600-h/vet+parade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269668299198566962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGfZfHeEjI/AAAAAAAAAxM/gHqQQe_IwXQ/s400/vet+parade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Phoenix Veterans Day Parade is one of the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; largest in the Country. I have been in more parades than I can count but had not realized that my Morgan had not even seen one. (at least one that she was old enough to remember) Fortunately her 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Grade Recorder Marching Band, got to go to and march in this parade.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGiYIxh8OI/AAAAAAAAAxc/H9eG9bvSbZc/s1600-h/100_2416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269671574555980002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGiYIxh8OI/AAAAAAAAAxc/H9eG9bvSbZc/s400/100_2416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could not pass up the opportunity to experience both the largest parade I had ever been a part of nor her 1st. We met at the school at 7:30. There were 35 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders, I think 12 cheerleaders (much older) and roughly 10 adults. These are a few of Morgan's friends. Allot of her friends are boys but she didn't want pictures with them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGiYe8WIrI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Iah59OLsOCU/s1600-h/100_2418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269671580506923698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGiYe8WIrI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Iah59OLsOCU/s400/100_2418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got on the bus and left a little after 8:00. This is Asia, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Morg&lt;/span&gt; and India (yes, they are sisters, not twins yet in the same grade&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;). We had to go clear over to 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and Indian School in Phoenix (about 45 min to 1 hour).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGkFlOdd3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/jYh2rnNeTtk/s1600-h/collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269673454799255410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGkFlOdd3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/jYh2rnNeTtk/s400/collage7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had all of the marching bands meet in a field by a school and line up to be judged. We waited around and stood in line for potty breaks (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Morg&lt;/span&gt; and her friends wouldn't go in until I gave them each a Wet One and showed them that I had sanitizer for when they came out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;) for close to an hour. They got to listen to a Veteran play the Bagpipes. He played about 4 patriotic songs and the field was completely silent. All of the other bands that we were with were High Schools. We found out that we were the ONLY elementary band in the parade. That was great because we get a trophy for being the best :) :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGkF_-_-JI/AAAAAAAAAx0/_Ho29Q1WYb8/s1600-h/collage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269673461982165138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGkF_-_-JI/AAAAAAAAAx0/_Ho29Q1WYb8/s400/collage8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally got in line, we were #35. As we neared the street, we ended up waiting on an access road for another 45 min. The kids were getting hot and tired although only the cheerleaders complained :( At least we did get close enough to see some of the parade while we were waiting. That made it much easier.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGo2CeW4gI/AAAAAAAAAyU/E3M0loXbZYk/s1600-h/100_2445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269678685330792962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGo2CeW4gI/AAAAAAAAAyU/E3M0loXbZYk/s400/100_2445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;35. MOUNTAIN VISTA 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; GRADER RECORDER MARCHING BAND: This group is playing their recorders for the first time in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; VA Veterans Day Parade.&lt;/span&gt; This is how it reads in the program.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGqPCQx2lI/AAAAAAAAAyk/yplsavw5EVs/s1600-h/100_2456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269680214282197586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGqPCQx2lI/AAAAAAAAAyk/yplsavw5EVs/s400/100_2456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGkGf_s51I/AAAAAAAAAyM/NxrKwLILPRQ/s1600-h/collage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269673470575044434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGkGf_s51I/AAAAAAAAAyM/NxrKwLILPRQ/s400/collage11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crowd was amazing. I never imagined that many people in a 2 mile long parade. They all loved the kids and I could hear allot of the comments as we passed by. They thought they were "so cute" and "they couldn't be over &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;" (that upset &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Morg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and of course "goodness they are playing recorders, I used to play that". It was fun to see and hear how great they thought our kids were. AND THEY ARE. Although I was rude to 1 teenager as she booed us, I simply walked very close to her and told her to "Shut up or GO HOME" you all know me and so you can imagine how sweetly I said it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGkGNODtzI/AAAAAAAAAyE/UV6nxJvfDsc/s1600-h/collage10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269673465534986034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGkGNODtzI/AAAAAAAAAyE/UV6nxJvfDsc/s400/collage10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved seeing all of the flags and posters along the way, along with all of the military personnel with their families and in uniform. Everyone there were so proud of and thankful for our Vets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGqOHPdapI/AAAAAAAAAyc/d8jjkc_NAYI/s1600-h/100_2448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269680198438972050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGqOHPdapI/AAAAAAAAAyc/d8jjkc_NAYI/s400/100_2448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGkGBsPauI/AAAAAAAAAx8/3iCaCDVQlAI/s1600-h/collage9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269673462440356578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGkGBsPauI/AAAAAAAAAx8/3iCaCDVQlAI/s400/collage9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being #35 out of 93, we only got to see some of the entries. The kids of course LOVED all the soldiers and the Red Cross truck and they all wanted to know how those tiny horses could pull those "BIG OLD MEN". They also really enjoyed it when we would tell everyone to look out for the horse poop on the road and 2 of the cheerleaders stepped in it BOTH TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3270d16f17273557" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3270d16f17273557%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D372B34B629E3A41177E57932385A7B4C420CC027.7E81EB8CEF8ECF00B6DE289EF6B2DA3442CB1067%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3270d16f17273557%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKah7Q7A4-TBpZkxOg9-xHFJ6E5M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3270d16f17273557%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D372B34B629E3A41177E57932385A7B4C420CC027.7E81EB8CEF8ECF00B6DE289EF6B2DA3442CB1067%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3270d16f17273557%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKah7Q7A4-TBpZkxOg9-xHFJ6E5M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is part of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; song that they played. You may have to look to the right to see my girl because as we all know, I cannot walk, record, think AND pay attention all at once. So Timothy&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt; is the star of my video....but the beauty is on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Prior to this, my sister Jill and I had discussed taking recorders and harmonicas around caroling when we go up for Christmas:) :) I have since determined that my mom would like her neighbors to like her even after the holidays &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. :( :( j/k I actually loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;All in all, we had a great time. Morgan did not show it but said that when we first got there and started out....she was VERY scarred. So for her to hide it as well as she did, I am very proud. And if you cannot tell by the video or pics, she was a line leader. She did a great job keeping the 8 or 9 kids behind her in line. She continues to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGuCmxysFI/AAAAAAAAAys/jEEXGzcfJvk/s1600-h/100_2467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269684398792552530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGuCmxysFI/AAAAAAAAAys/jEEXGzcfJvk/s400/100_2467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you all know....this was very hard for her, she is so shy. But she loved it and more importantly THEY, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;THE VETERANS&lt;/span&gt; loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY VETERANS DAY! THANK YOU TO ALL WHO SERVED AND WHO ARE NOW SERVING TO PROTECT AND HONOR OUR GREAT NATION!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-1692221463468415976?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3270d16f17273557&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1692221463468415976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=1692221463468415976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1692221463468415976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1692221463468415976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/11/va-veterans-day-parade-2008.html' title='VA Veterans Day Parade 2008'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SSGfpNbGMvI/AAAAAAAAAxU/OZcBTOIFNtw/s72-c/Keeg+and+Gr+Grand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-7903750419989377447</id><published>2008-11-14T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:42:17.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgan, Keegan and Breckyn were tagged by Jax</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SR4Kmr8gk6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/znm05Rw3CaA/s1600-h/100_1925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SR4Kmr8gk6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/znm05Rw3CaA/s200/100_1925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268660273817883554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Questions that are answered by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Breckyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What is something mom always says to you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"tease me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. what makes mom happy?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"When you clean up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. what makes mom sad? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"when you don't clean up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. how does mom make you laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; action: twisting finger around and around by her ear "crazy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. what was mom like as a child?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;shrugged shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. how old is your mom?&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"really old"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. How tall is your mom? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"really big"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. what is her favorite thing to do?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"tickle me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. what does your mom do when you're not around?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"be mad"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. if your mom becomes famous, what will it be for?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"cause"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. what is your mom really good at?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"making us noodles"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. what is your mom not very good at?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"nothing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. what does your mom do for her job?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"on your blog"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. what is your mom's favorite food?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Pizza"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. what makes you proud of your mom?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"makes noodles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. if your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Sponge Bob, with holes in you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. what do you and your mom do together?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"dance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. how are you and your mom the same?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"when we wear white"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. how are you and your mom different?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"when I have curly hair and you don't"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. how do you know your mom loves you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; "When I say, mom I love you..you say I love you infinity"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SR4KFyi70uI/AAAAAAAAAwE/hgp60LZYK0A/s1600-h/100_2287a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SR4KFyi70uI/AAAAAAAAAwE/hgp60LZYK0A/s200/100_2287a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268659708653982434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Questions that are answered by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What is something mom always says to you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Clean my room"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. what makes mom happy?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Taking care of her and doing stuff whatever she says"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. what makes mom sad? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"When Grandma Chalk died"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. how does mom make you laugh?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"you um...chase us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. what was mom like as a child?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"like a angel" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;(man I have him fooled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. how old is your mom? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;whisper"how old are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. How tall is your mom? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"8ft tall"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. what is her favorite thing to do?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"play games"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. what does your mom do when you're not around?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"do stuff"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. if your mom becomes famous, what will it be for?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"singing, because you're really famous singer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. what is your mom really good at?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"really good driving"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. what is your mom not very good at?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"you're not good at thumb wrestling"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. what does your mom do for her job?&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;cleaning the dishes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. what is your mom's favorite food?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; "Lasagna" I mean everything"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. what makes you proud of your mom?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"being nice" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;and I got a hug with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. if your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Annie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. what do you and your mom do together?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"go to town and doctors"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. how are you and your mom the same?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"we have the same hair and the same eyes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. how are you and your mom different?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"you are big, I am little...I mean..no wait, darn it...and you have glasses and I don't"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. how do you know your mom loves you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; "I don't know"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SR4KGQNNguI/AAAAAAAAAwM/qgamGkvqj7M/s1600-h/100_1879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SR4KGQNNguI/AAAAAAAAAwM/qgamGkvqj7M/s200/100_1879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268659716615930594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Questions that are answered by&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Morgan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What is something mom always says to you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"tell us to tell you that you are the best mom in the world." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt; I gotta get it somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. what makes mom happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; "When we give you um...hugs and kisses."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. what makes mom sad?&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"When we make a mess"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. how does mom make you laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"when Breckyn says something really weird"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. what was mom like as a child?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"small and cute"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. how old is your mom?&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"36 no, no, no, 32 no, it's 31!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. How tall is your mom? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;squeaking "I don't know, um....tall"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. what is her favorite thing to do?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Go on the computer and spend time with us because you spend time with us, yes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. what does your mom do when you're not around?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Go on the computer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. if your mom becomes famous, what will it be for?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Making the best blog ever and finding the best new websites and singing""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. what is your mom really good at?&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Playing softball, pitching, pitching."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. what is your mom not very good at?&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;DRAWING"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. what does your mom do for her job?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Take care of us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. what is your mom's favorite food?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"what is your favorite food?  Lasagna"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. what makes you proud of your mom?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Helping me with sports."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. if your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; "Miss piggy? no Fozzy Bear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. what do you and your mom do together?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Play softball&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. how are you and your mom the same?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"We love sports"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. how are you and your mom different?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"I can draw, you can't"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. how do you know your mom loves you?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"When you....um....mmmm....spend time with us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atkinsons tag: Maggie, Tyler, Makena, Ashlyn,  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-7903750419989377447?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7903750419989377447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=7903750419989377447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7903750419989377447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7903750419989377447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/11/morgan-keegan-and-breckyn-were-tagged.html' title='Morgan, Keegan and Breckyn were tagged by Jax'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SR4Kmr8gk6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/znm05Rw3CaA/s72-c/100_1925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-1734863967439690050</id><published>2008-11-03T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:44:40.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Hear It For The Girls(and a little for the husbands)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(established &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQ9fI_TlihI/AAAAAAAAAvs/NKMJQYqCA08/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQ9fI_TlihI/AAAAAAAAAvs/NKMJQYqCA08/s320/collage5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264531097456577042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it all started with my sister Katie (married to Brant) starting a blog.  All I wanted to do was make a comment about my sweet little Ali.  So I signed up&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; just to comment&lt;/span&gt;.  Well I guess I didn't explain that to her and Brant and soon I was on there Blogging List.  I decided that I had better start a blog so that when people I knew would click on my name, they would have something to look at.&lt;br /&gt;Well I am hooked.  I am sure that no one has noticed.  So I was determined to get the other girls in my life to follow.  First my Morgan started hers (although she needs to post), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cheyanne&lt;/span&gt; started hers for the trip to Honduras and although I talked about it all the time and threatened my brothers....it took them until last week to get their wives the Internet.  Now my sisters Jill (married to Willie), Lindsay (married to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Britton&lt;/span&gt;) and Maggie/mom have all started their own blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(beginning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQ9fJO-FrhI/AAAAAAAAAv0/g4ARdcrsM9c/s1600-h/collage6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQ9fJO-FrhI/AAAAAAAAAv0/g4ARdcrsM9c/s320/collage6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264531101661376018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I AM SO EXCITED THAT WE ALL (except Tracy..still working on her) HAVE BLOGS AND CAN SEE ALL OF THE KIDS.  It helps make up the distance between all of us and makes me feel more a part of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Objective: Convert Target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQ9nHDlScoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/PjPldW12b1o/s1600-h/target.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQ9nHDlScoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/PjPldW12b1o/s200/target.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264539860337848962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goal: Activate Blogging Status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So THANK YOU sisters and mom, for spending a few(maybe more) frustrating hours getting it all set up JUST FOR ME :) :)  I always thought that I was the favorite....but now I KNOW I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya and for all of you who follow my blog, make sure to check out the Nikolaus blogs too.  There are 7 all together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-1734863967439690050?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/1734863967439690050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=1734863967439690050' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1734863967439690050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/1734863967439690050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-hear-it-for-girlsand-little-for.html' title='Let&apos;s Hear It For The Girls(and a little for the husbands)'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQ9fI_TlihI/AAAAAAAAAvs/NKMJQYqCA08/s72-c/collage5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-7057397989828575209</id><published>2008-11-01T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T13:06:47.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Nights of Halloween......Long Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Painting Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOWVMiepI/AAAAAAAAAus/eNoP8U47MAQ/s1600-h/100_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOWVMiepI/AAAAAAAAAus/eNoP8U47MAQ/s200/100_2252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263738578787269266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOjPGuqwI/AAAAAAAAAu0/i5qKF92yBCU/s1600-h/100_2254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOjPGuqwI/AAAAAAAAAu0/i5qKF92yBCU/s200/100_2254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263738800490588930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breckyn loves to write "B s"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOVwIgpnI/AAAAAAAAAuk/PeSHHXPuN-Q/s1600-h/100_2253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOVwIgpnI/AAAAAAAAAuk/PeSHHXPuN-Q/s200/100_2253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263738568838260338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOVBnLyoI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Kg7lfZpvEeU/s1600-h/100_2260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOVBnLyoI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Kg7lfZpvEeU/s200/100_2260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263738556350450306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how his mouth forms when he's concentrating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOVa36cnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/HMpQgXNMibg/s1600-h/100_2259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOVa36cnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/HMpQgXNMibg/s200/100_2259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263738563131503218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOUnplFXI/AAAAAAAAAuM/ungLJypKbjg/s1600-h/100_2262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOUnplFXI/AAAAAAAAAuM/ungLJypKbjg/s200/100_2262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263738549381174642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Artist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Getting Ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyLoxWmwbI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ul0GwBIzKh8/s1600-h/100_2274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyLoxWmwbI/AAAAAAAAAuE/ul0GwBIzKh8/s320/100_2274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263735597048447410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyLoP_0U7I/AAAAAAAAAt8/uWypJq32YSQ/s1600-h/100_2271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyLoP_0U7I/AAAAAAAAAt8/uWypJq32YSQ/s320/100_2271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263735588094497714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyLnuDNIRI/AAAAAAAAAt0/R8tYmebvpHs/s1600-h/100_2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyLnuDNIRI/AAAAAAAAAt0/R8tYmebvpHs/s320/100_2273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263735578981900562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is the first year that the kids have had to have anything really done on their faces, so Troy got to help out this year.  He huffed at first but after the first one, he really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;AND NOW FOR THE ATKINSONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyJDs_EFbI/AAAAAAAAAtc/lbkGxfGR1TQ/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyJDs_EFbI/AAAAAAAAAtc/lbkGxfGR1TQ/s400/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263732761197548978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Morgan, my Twisted Witch!  She loved having black fingernails, streaks in her hair and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LONG&lt;/span&gt; shiny eyelashes.  She looked beautiful.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyJDeS58dI/AAAAAAAAAtU/SQd7XOyV6jM/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyJDeS58dI/AAAAAAAAAtU/SQd7XOyV6jM/s400/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263732757254238674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keegan of course wanted to be a cowboy.  I told him that it wasn't a costume if he looked like that all the time.  So he added a beard and walla...he's his dad:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyJEPdfykI/AAAAAAAAAtk/vv_Gzh0ZWjg/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyJEPdfykI/AAAAAAAAAtk/vv_Gzh0ZWjg/s400/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263732770451999298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Breckyn was going to be Dora, but with all of her hair..the wig wouldn't fit.  She decided to be a cheerleader.  The numbers are for Ajax-57 and the Nikolaus Family-15.  She likes to do cheers with her BFF, Ashlyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Trunk or Treat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyJEhwYzmI/AAAAAAAAAts/kLB7_xhwDpg/s1600-h/100_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyJEhwYzmI/AAAAAAAAAts/kLB7_xhwDpg/s400/100_2290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263732775363071586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Wednesday our ward had its annual trunk or treat.  We also had chili and cornbread.  I was really good until Troy pulled out a LONG BLACK piece of hair........DONE.  The kids love to go because they don't have to walk allot and get a ton of candy.  This is also the only place where Troy passes out candy because nobody comes to our house (surprising?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyVymexzvI/AAAAAAAAAvc/uwkxfWZpwSM/s1600-h/100_2319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyVymexzvI/AAAAAAAAAvc/uwkxfWZpwSM/s320/100_2319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263746761044905714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyVzNcejKI/AAAAAAAAAvk/8V9GqcllyqA/s1600-h/100_2320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyVzNcejKI/AAAAAAAAAvk/8V9GqcllyqA/s320/100_2320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263746771504237730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to take something over to Ajax's house and so we decided to stop by the new library.  The kids went in and loved it, it is huge and has a ton of books.  But even though we live in Queen Creek, we don't live in Maricopa County.  We live in Pinal :(, so we have to pay $50.00 to get a card.  So, we went outside and rode their bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trick or Treat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And finally....we went to the McCleve's as we have done for the past 4 years and went "trick or treating" around their subdivision.  The houses are all about 1 1/2 acres apart and every year the kids start complaining about being tired halfway around.  So this year we took the middle seat out of the van, opened the back gate and piled in.  There was only a few whines and we got done in record time.  The kids don't go to many houses, but because of that, there are not many kids so they get a ton of candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyQ8bhwoBI/AAAAAAAAAu8/4yQoOlKT_-c/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyQ8bhwoBI/AAAAAAAAAu8/4yQoOlKT_-c/s400/collage4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263741432345174034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here we have all of the kids.  These 6 spend more time together than anyone I know.  There was the "Ghost Rider"-Tyler, "Twisted Witch"-Morgan, "Troy the Cowboy"-Keegan, "Rodeo Clown"-Makena, "Cheerleader"-Breckyn and "Dorthy(she called it a princess)"-Ashlyn.  Aren't they the cutest kids &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyTgwTWerI/AAAAAAAAAvE/u6OO96-z5Q4/s1600-h/100_2334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyTgwTWerI/AAAAAAAAAvE/u6OO96-z5Q4/s200/100_2334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263744255420431026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyThW5HVVI/AAAAAAAAAvM/RXS6gGsAzRY/s1600-h/100_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyThW5HVVI/AAAAAAAAAvM/RXS6gGsAzRY/s200/100_2340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263744265779369298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK, here's the deal.  Anissa has been trying to get a picture of me ever since I put one of her on my blog.  So here she tries....but I got her instead (I am quick with the camera).  Later.....again she tries but does not succeed unless you consider my hair and arm to be a picture.  Sorry Ness you are no match with my picture dodging skills.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; haha:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyVGI6It3I/AAAAAAAAAvU/8DO-lztDYyc/s1600-h/100_2344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyVGI6It3I/AAAAAAAAAvU/8DO-lztDYyc/s320/100_2344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263745997192345458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the kids with "Grandma and Grandpa" or Dan and Geri our backyard neighbors for the past 8 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All in all it was a fun week and the kids had a blast.  They are already picking out what they want to be next year.&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/5414229874625447330-7057397989828575209?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7057397989828575209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=7057397989828575209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7057397989828575209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7057397989828575209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/11/3-nights-of-halloweenlong-post.html' title='3 Nights of Halloween......Long Post'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQyOWVMiepI/AAAAAAAAAus/eNoP8U47MAQ/s72-c/100_2252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-6815484928031900866</id><published>2008-10-28T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:47:45.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Start Em Young.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Troy brought home the skid steer (sp?) to load up some scrap metal. The kids love to drive it and they are good at it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll have to pause the music in order to hear it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b0e9eb7353d97d96" 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://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db0e9eb7353d97d96%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D345FDB177893C9EB617ABA81794574D8EBD5A67.59A90DF336C5FF22B5DDD708F038BD0C4BCA8091%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db0e9eb7353d97d96%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmgaeNInhjaFMiCoHn7S3P3pn36c&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://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db0e9eb7353d97d96%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D345FDB177893C9EB617ABA81794574D8EBD5A67.59A90DF336C5FF22B5DDD708F038BD0C4BCA8091%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db0e9eb7353d97d96%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmgaeNInhjaFMiCoHn7S3P3pn36c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So here is my Morgan. She is very careful with things and is a little more timid when it comes to trying new things. At the end of this clip you can hear her squeal...Troy sped it up and it was coming toward me. Morgan was not happy about that one. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8c4a0e09d642d668" 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%3D8c4a0e09d642d668%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1310DB84D18406598AAFD3F31152A83BA577D57C.4F22A228BC7C7E8C20F050300C43E9768654057F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c4a0e09d642d668%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ExskWXdnwTOyQtaOu0VsgV6-Vc&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%3D8c4a0e09d642d668%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1310DB84D18406598AAFD3F31152A83BA577D57C.4F22A228BC7C7E8C20F050300C43E9768654057F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c4a0e09d642d668%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ExskWXdnwTOyQtaOu0VsgV6-Vc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keegan did really good. The only thing is that he went pretty fast and so he was upset that he didn't get to go as long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cc072c7bbfb48875" 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://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcc072c7bbfb48875%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC20CD18DEE8E3B9DCAAD6E1271D4A8C4A5B5250.29B53F285DEACAC22C4A636A46750020AAAC4CDA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcc072c7bbfb48875%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUARzXNG5TE3zmzqIjnBmCx8aFjA&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://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcc072c7bbfb48875%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331240169%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC20CD18DEE8E3B9DCAAD6E1271D4A8C4A5B5250.29B53F285DEACAC22C4A636A46750020AAAC4CDA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcc072c7bbfb48875%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUARzXNG5TE3zmzqIjnBmCx8aFjA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now for Breckyn. She is fearless. She had allot of fun and did a pretty good job for a 4 year old :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Oh and I almost forgot to mention that I helped steer the fork lift that has no engine or transmission AND the tires that control it are in the back. What is up with that? Basically I stood on it while Troy pushed it up onto the trailer. Three years ago, I would have never helped do that. So this is just another example of how much better I am and that I have more confidence in myself. Even though I was SOOOOO dirty, I was actually really happy that the guys Troy had called to help showed up late. We make a good team. Sorry no pictures of that(ok, so I'm not that sorry)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BeFoRe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262401067716149522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQfN48LbgRI/AAAAAAAAAro/sigc9nz1-Ms/s320/100_2230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok...now I have said many times that my baby Breckyn is quite the rug rat. Well I decided to take pictures to show just a little example of what we go through everyday. I really do do her hair every morning.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262401082193753330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQfN5yHKNPI/AAAAAAAAArw/eut_GbcQl-4/s320/100_2231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Breckyn put this ponytail in by herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AfTeR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262401094395505634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQfN6fkSK-I/AAAAAAAAAsA/viq0iA-DYw8/s320/100_2233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clothing change number 5. No I am not exaggerating. If she gets dirty, "hot" or just wants to...she changes over and over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262401086557609426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQfN6CXlXdI/AAAAAAAAAr4/yUQumCnq5Mo/s320/100_2232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The only thing missing is her dirty face, that she just washed and her brown legs that were covered by her pants.  So all you get to see, is the hair and the clothing change.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOW do you believe me? She is a handful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-6815484928031900866?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8c4a0e09d642d668&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b0e9eb7353d97d96&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cc072c7bbfb48875&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6815484928031900866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=6815484928031900866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6815484928031900866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6815484928031900866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-start-em-young.html' title='We Start Em Young.'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQfN48LbgRI/AAAAAAAAAro/sigc9nz1-Ms/s72-c/100_2230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-6320880166258574559</id><published>2008-10-24T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:35:10.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun At School?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQH1LKmu_6I/AAAAAAAAArc/Ll42HF3P5tI/s1600-h/step+it+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260755411919634338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQH1LKmu_6I/AAAAAAAAArc/Ll42HF3P5tI/s400/step+it+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This week the kids had "School Spirit Dress Up Week". This was part of the "Step It Up...A Call To Action. No use of illegal drugs. No illegal use of legal drugs".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My kids (especially Morgan) love to do this each year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260753722225075010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQHzo0AKI0I/AAAAAAAAArU/jzv6UpS9ykk/s320/100_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No this is not 2008 LOL it is 2006&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Monday: Put Drugs To Bed - Wear pajamas:) Keegan was sick but Morgan wore her silky pink jammies. I didn't even think to take a picture (I know..you're shocked, me too). So you will just have to pretend that you know how she looked......sleepy. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HaHa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260751413025471682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQHxiZkEfMI/AAAAAAAAArM/Q1Rwwh3UOPo/s320/Red+Ribbon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Drugs Turn You Inside Out - Wear clothes inside out or backwards:) This is my favorite. Morgan wore her shirt inside out and her shorts backwards. She has a butt. I tried to ask Troy where she got it from 'cause both of us are lacking in that department. The reason I give you this WONDERFUL piece of information, is because her butt looked like the tummy of most women who have had babies (&lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt;). There was a pooch. It was really funny. Keegan wore his shirt backwards but when I saw him around noon, he had changed it back. He said that it made him hot.?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260751392597068178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQHxhNdjyZI/AAAAAAAAAq0/oew2l0VH-Vs/s320/Red+Ribbon+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Show you care about your body - Wear Red:) This is pretty simple. I did paint on their faces too. Morgan wanted a heart..ok, then a star....what? I CAN'T DRAW! Luckily I found a little star to trace whew. Keegan didn't care (surprise?) we wrote "I Care".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260751394677198610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQHxhVNgDxI/AAAAAAAAAq8/FvCjsDHD0Zs/s320/Red+Ribbon+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Walk Away From Drugs - Wear crazy shoes, slippers or socks. Well my Dad's new wife Shauna&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sp? , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sends the kids very colorful socks for every holiday, so finding fun socks for this day was not a problem. I tried to get Keegan to wear 1 shoe and 1 slipper like Morgan did but he would have no part of it. The pictures don't even grasp how funny they looked. AND Morgan ripped an ear off my pig slipper....poor little thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260751401540018722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQHxhuxuYiI/AAAAAAAAArE/Syu0m6Jzi9s/s320/Red+Ribbon+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Morgan's face says Go Lions, Keegan wanted paw prints w/claws...he's lucky I could make 4 circles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today/Friday: Stay In The Game, Be Drug Free - Wear school shirts, team jerseys or school colors....Green and Gold, I know Lobo fans, it was really hard on me at first too. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all in all they had a fun week at school and even got to see some of the Sheriff Office's crime dogs. Morgan loved it when one of them jumped over a deputy and grabbed hold of the "padded" guy and wouldn't let go. I told her that if she is ever Stu _ _ _ and uses drugs, she will be able to have that dog grab her too...only without padding. Her eyes got really big and then she asked "What if they are not mine?" I told her that the dogs don't care and neither do I. She will "hurt in many places". (Hope it worked &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HeHe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Step It Up" is good, but I sure liked D.A.R.E. :) :) :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-6320880166258574559?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/6320880166258574559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=6320880166258574559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6320880166258574559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/6320880166258574559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/10/red-ribbon-week.html' title='Fun At School?'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SQH1LKmu_6I/AAAAAAAAArc/Ll42HF3P5tI/s72-c/step+it+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-7984765911374362500</id><published>2008-10-22T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:33:28.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Out</title><content type='html'>So I am always saying how my kids are lucky because we have land and animals. Well today I realized that they are deprived of one major thing in life in which I was greatly blessed with as a kid. &lt;strong&gt;FAMILY!&lt;/strong&gt; We were at Keegan's Speech Therapist's today and Breckyn and I were in the waiting room. She was being really good and playing with some blocks. After a while, a little baby about 8 or 9 months old, started crawling toward Breck. It was at this moment I realised that she has had MAYBE 6 opportunities to interact with babies. How sad! She kept on scooting away from her and when she looked at me, it seemed that she was scared. I realized that I was not alone, when the babies mom told her that the baby would not hurt her. It took about 15 minutes before Breckyn was comfortable enough to play with her and even then it was at a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;safe distance. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This broke my heart. At first I thought it was funny until I realised how much she is missing out on. When I was growing up, we had family galore. They were everywhere and we were always together AND there were always babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though my kids have been extremely blessed, I really want them to know their family. We have 3 nieces: Ali, Devyn and Raylee, all of whom are under 18 months and we have seen Ali and Raylee once back in May and Devyn I believe we have seen 3 &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; 4 times. The kids know them mainly through pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT as this will not change any time soon, I will have to settle for the baby dolls. Don't get me wrong. We have some family close and allot of friends.....it still is just not the same as I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.....thanks for letting me pout. I feel a little better now.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP_lWJscKHI/AAAAAAAAAqs/0uJeB1oZhcU/s1600-h/Lil+Breckyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260175058514225266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP_lWJscKHI/AAAAAAAAAqs/0uJeB1oZhcU/s320/Lil+Breckyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP_lV8hhHmI/AAAAAAAAAqk/bpD829LQ_6s/s1600-h/Lil+Breckyn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260175054978752098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP_lV8hhHmI/AAAAAAAAAqk/bpD829LQ_6s/s320/Lil+Breckyn2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breckyn is about the same age in these pictures as the baby was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-7984765911374362500?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7984765911374362500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=7984765911374362500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7984765911374362500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7984765911374362500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-i-am-always-saying-how-my-kids-are.html' title='Missing Out'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP_lWJscKHI/AAAAAAAAAqs/0uJeB1oZhcU/s72-c/Lil+Breckyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-9138003425685618022</id><published>2008-10-21T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:43:38.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My kids recently got a new horse (yes I know and no I don't know why). His name was Robin but we did not like it, so we went online and looked up a lot of names. We settled on Nakota which means "painted". It fits him well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The other day Troy had them get ready to go try him out. I took my camera(since it is connected to me, I don't have a choice LOL). I got some really good pictures of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4Y74Hs6qI/AAAAAAAAAl4/2gfa4b0V5bQ/s1600-h/100_2116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259668831771355810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4Y74Hs6qI/AAAAAAAAAl4/2gfa4b0V5bQ/s400/100_2116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my 3 great kids with "the mare". We did not like her name, so we are waiting for Ajax and Morgan to name her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4XhjLMScI/AAAAAAAAAlo/KkUrhLYn-Zw/s1600-h/Morgancollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259667279960623554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4XhjLMScI/AAAAAAAAAlo/KkUrhLYn-Zw/s400/Morgancollage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My, she is beautiful.....if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259675950112270626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4faOAbaSI/AAAAAAAAAng/ASkMty7emvQ/s400/Keegancollage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Our little cowboy. He LOVES to dress like dad and walk around like he owns the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4bGowPTdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/75jpXUFRV1s/s1600-h/100_2130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259671215648230866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4bGowPTdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/75jpXUFRV1s/s320/100_2130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4bGFKOU8I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/8r5BvBOw-3o/s1600-h/100_2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259671206093542338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4bGFKOU8I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/8r5BvBOw-3o/s320/100_2141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Keegan on Nakota and then him asking his big sis the cowgirl for advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4aV8lg3jI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Qkghlu7qbIQ/s1600-h/100_2115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259670379158363698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4aV8lg3jI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Qkghlu7qbIQ/s320/100_2115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4aUjeotFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/mYAbLQOaQ4A/s1600-h/100_2124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259670355238761554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4aUjeotFI/AAAAAAAAAm4/mYAbLQOaQ4A/s320/100_2124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute pic huh? Breckyn is resting while Troy saddles Nakota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4aVKzDPzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/HH0p8EVfWMk/s1600-h/100_2119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259668526390437282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4YqGfN5aI/AAAAAAAAAlw/uwiYvKl_3l0/s400/Breckyncollage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as you can see, Breckyn spent most of her night "horsing" around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It still amazes me how happy they are to be outside ALL the time and how they never get tired of the animals. The only down side to all of this is that for some reason (my mom says it's payback) Breckyn comes in looking like she was rolling in the dirt.  I guess that since Ajax caught her literally rolling in the dirt, I can now make since of the fact that I wash more clothes for that girl than the rest of us put together(you think I'm exaggerating?).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am just very grateful that my kids have the opportunity to grow up with dirt and land and animals and freedom, as I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-9138003425685618022?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/9138003425685618022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=9138003425685618022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/9138003425685618022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/9138003425685618022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/10/photos-anyone.html' title='Photos Anyone?'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SP4Y74Hs6qI/AAAAAAAAAl4/2gfa4b0V5bQ/s72-c/100_2116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-4962474694413368847</id><published>2008-10-15T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:33:06.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Kind of Mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbX3rFb5TI/AAAAAAAAAko/YD6V6ey1wi0/s1600-h/Honduras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257626966459934002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbX3rFb5TI/AAAAAAAAAko/YD6V6ey1wi0/s400/Honduras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HONDURAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbQxbxMOGI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/hzkr0zv3_PY/s1600-h/Chey+in+HondurasD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257619162687879266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbQxbxMOGI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/hzkr0zv3_PY/s320/Chey+in+HondurasD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So most of you already know that my little sister Cheyanne is volunteering at an orphanage in Honduras. (the link to her blog is here on mine) They are there to teach the kids their alphabet and numbers in english and spanish. Her kids are ages 3-6 (I think) and there are about 5 of them. She has been gone since August 5th and she is having a great time. My mom did say that when she called the other night, she was a little homesick and VERY upset that she has to be deloused on Friday. They told her that she would get lice because all the children have it and pass it around. That is why she has bandannas on all the time. But it didn't work. If you don't remember how long her hair was....it is almost to her waist, it is really thick and it is beautiful. I feel so bad for her.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbQxONjumI/AAAAAAAAAjI/aNeU7kIP0-M/s1600-h/HondurasT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257619159048764002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbQxONjumI/AAAAAAAAAjI/aNeU7kIP0-M/s320/HondurasT.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she has been there, she has been able to do allot of things that she would not/could not do here. She hiked up and rode a horse up (yes I know she doesn't like horses) an active volcano and roast a marshmallow over the lava. She has also been snorkeling (and in November she will scuba dive), where she faced her biggest fear....sharks. I am so proud of her because she sucked it up and when their guide caught one, she pet it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbQxqn4IBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/T-SSmEcHly4/s1600-h/HondurasD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257619166675345426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbQxqn4IBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/T-SSmEcHly4/s320/HondurasD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still has a long time to go. She will come back on January 5, 2009. I am so sad that she will not be home for Christmas. We will miss her quirky personality sooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbVgON0txI/AAAAAAAAAjw/MKM64R7WuAw/s1600-h/HondurasI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257624364550240018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbVgON0txI/AAAAAAAAAjw/MKM64R7WuAw/s320/HondurasI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you see the reef?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I forgot to mention that she had to earn the money to go. She and my cousin Nathan, who is there with her, had a car wash and bake sale to help themselves get there. Besides that, she worked 2 jobs. They alsohad family and friends who donated to their "different kind of mission". Again for those who do not know Chey, you should know that she can not talk to strangers, example....if she got onions on her hamburger and had ordered it without onions, she would just not eat before she would go back to the counter and tell them. I think she has been living up to her name. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HeHe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbQxWS0wjI/AAAAAAAAAjY/o4u8B9ofOXM/s1600-h/HondurasE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257619161218335282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbQxWS0wjI/AAAAAAAAAjY/o4u8B9ofOXM/s320/HondurasE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She said that this was actually good. It looks disgusting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbQxujqflI/AAAAAAAAAjo/3IWxRch5Ou4/s1600-h/HondurasX.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257619167731416658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbQxujqflI/AAAAAAAAAjo/3IWxRch5Ou4/s320/HondurasX.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Washing her clothes by hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbVgErS2SI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_CHyR-Y1ns8/s1600-h/HondurasH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257624361989495074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbVgErS2SI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_CHyR-Y1ns8/s320/HondurasH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chey and Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbVgftFwSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/H8MlqgPYTDo/s1600-h/HondurasG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257624369244782882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbVgftFwSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/H8MlqgPYTDo/s320/HondurasG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the volunteers that they live with. They are from all parts of the world and are becoming great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbVgh_MjBI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/VjZ43jgwnU4/s1600-h/HondurasP.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257624369857596434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbVgh_MjBI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/VjZ43jgwnU4/s320/HondurasP.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chey and I have the same sweet blood. (oh come on, you know I do) The mosquitoes were eating her alive so they had to put up her net around her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbXR2Go3rI/AAAAAAAAAkY/G3c3P3KwCNk/s1600-h/HondurasF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257626316582739634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbXR2Go3rI/AAAAAAAAAkY/G3c3P3KwCNk/s320/HondurasF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some kids in a village (she would know the name of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbXSJ8EWDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/kI5lzxv9UNE/s1600-h/HondurasS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257626321907111986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbXSJ8EWDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/kI5lzxv9UNE/s320/HondurasS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND Chey doing her favorite thing...reading, probably the Twilight series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Even though she has been in Utah since she was about 11 and I only see her (if I'm lucky) 3 times a year, I miss her even more now. I guess just knowing that she is so far away and living in a much different world, I can't get her off of my mind. I think the most surprising thing she has done since leaving (besides the shark of course), is that her and Nathan got in a car with a guy they didn't know and had him take them to the ruins. First of all...a stranger and second of all, she can't stand riding in a car with anyone else driving. She holds on to the handle above the door and closes her eyes when you pass a semi. But, she did it. She said that they do not obey any traffic signs or laws for that matter and she just knew she was going to die. She also said that if they were to get pulled over, they would just give the police some money and they will let them go. (I actually think that that is a good idea LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Chey, I am proud of you. I am always amazed at the things you accomplish even while thinking that you can't. You are amazing and I can see your confidence growing. I know that when you come home, you will have realized the greatness that the rest of us have seen all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPdK0lV7dGI/AAAAAAAAAkw/u3g2_Qi-QX8/s1600-h/Chey+in+HondurasA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257753357216085090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPdK0lV7dGI/AAAAAAAAAkw/u3g2_Qi-QX8/s400/Chey+in+HondurasA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The city that she first stayed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I LOVE YOU SIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-4962474694413368847?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/4962474694413368847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=4962474694413368847' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4962474694413368847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/4962474694413368847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesi-am-still-alive.html' title='A Different Kind of Mission'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SPbX3rFb5TI/AAAAAAAAAko/YD6V6ey1wi0/s72-c/Honduras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-836960570807888425</id><published>2008-10-01T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:41:55.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES......4 posts in 1 day!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so as you will see by the posts to follow, that we have been extremely busy the past few weeks.  I spent most of the day playing catch up on my blog.  I hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQlIa_c9TI/AAAAAAAAAiU/97sQHtuO-uw/s1600-h/Colten+and+Brecky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQlIa_c9TI/AAAAAAAAAiU/97sQHtuO-uw/s320/Colten+and+Brecky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252363892035482930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was about 3 years ago.  He looks so young.  Can you believe he is already 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So one more shout out to Elder Colten David Cluff.  We are so proud of you and the choices you have made in your life that have led you to this point.  We are honored to have been a part of you life for the last 4 years.  We know that you will be a great missionary and that you will touch the lives of many.  They will never forget you as you will give them something that they have been without for so long.  We love you and although we will miss you terribly, we know you will come home an even better/stronger man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQk7vJ24oI/AAAAAAAAAiM/8FnKpKmajKQ/s1600-h/Colten1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQk7vJ24oI/AAAAAAAAAiM/8FnKpKmajKQ/s400/Colten1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252363674109534850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is just a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FEW&lt;/span&gt; of the recent pictures we have of Colten.&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/5414229874625447330-836960570807888425?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/836960570807888425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=836960570807888425' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/836960570807888425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/836960570807888425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes4-posts-in-1-day.html' title='YES......4 posts in 1 day!!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQlIa_c9TI/AAAAAAAAAiU/97sQHtuO-uw/s72-c/Colten+and+Brecky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-7657884380554446628</id><published>2008-10-01T16:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:02:41.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Celebrate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQrraCBbwI/AAAAAAAAAik/noVpYWg0xOY/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQrraCBbwI/AAAAAAAAAik/noVpYWg0xOY/s400/collage4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252371090143014658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 4 birthday girls.....Maggie-17, Lexie-16. Morgan-10 and McKinzee-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQMY6D6yxI/AAAAAAAAAfM/xh46JLrqQ7A/s1600-h/100_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQMY6D6yxI/AAAAAAAAAfM/xh46JLrqQ7A/s200/100_2039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252336687462927122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQMFERqZ-I/AAAAAAAAAe8/UACcVmG6qDc/s1600-h/100_1963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQMFERqZ-I/AAAAAAAAAe8/UACcVmG6qDc/s200/100_1963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252336346607544290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 2 missionaries....Colten (w/BF Lynsay) reported to the MTC TODAY.  He is going to Oregon.  McKinney reports on the 21st of January to serve in Mexico City, South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So these 6 extraordinary people who have been in our lives for sometime now, are the reason that we threw a huge bonfire on Saturday night.  We had so many people here.  It was so fun to see our friends, family and all the teens that came to celebrate with us.&lt;br /&gt;Troy made dutch oven cobbler and we had a ton of drinks.  There was a ping-pong table, a WII, the roping dummy, swings and of coarse music provided by my awesome van (since Colten sold our truck LOL).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQQBGeKs8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/hTRf-Qr3SFk/s1600-h/Bonfire+crowds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQQBGeKs8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/hTRf-Qr3SFk/s400/Bonfire+crowds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252340676523897794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some of the groups that I got pictures of.  Tracy, Aunt Donna and Uncle John didn't move much so they were easy to find, where as the teens where always on the move.  I apologize to anyone not in the pictures, there were just so many of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQQ1NgFtEI/AAAAAAAAAfc/eTs-fjTEEhY/s1600-h/100_2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQQ1NgFtEI/AAAAAAAAAfc/eTs-fjTEEhY/s200/100_2042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252341571764204610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQQ1bSlpfI/AAAAAAAAAfk/XgsKNkVif-s/s1600-h/100_2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQQ1bSlpfI/AAAAAAAAAfk/XgsKNkVif-s/s200/100_2025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252341575465674226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQWGXDYljI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZgbAHfIOids/s1600-h/100_2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQWGXDYljI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZgbAHfIOids/s200/100_2024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252347363944076850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Colten started it and now they ALL do it to me!  Here we have Kinney, Jentry, Maggie, Chelsea, Ra Ra (Maranda), COLTEN(of coarse), Maggie...again...and again and Ra Ra.....again.  What is up with all the butts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQQ18hEazI/AAAAAAAAAfs/54y0eAlU-KQ/s1600-h/100_2037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQQ18hEazI/AAAAAAAAAfs/54y0eAlU-KQ/s200/100_2037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252341584384781106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQQ2Bo51RI/AAAAAAAAAf8/8yNgK8twO-w/s1600-h/100_2016.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited to see Kinney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQgGBCGYsI/AAAAAAAAAh8/y4QRJVoNWes/s1600-h/100_2030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQgGBCGYsI/AAAAAAAAAh8/y4QRJVoNWes/s200/100_2030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252358353149387458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin Nat's husband Andy took home the door prize.   oooooooo  After cleaning up the yard, I guess we disturbed the scorpion so he crashed our party.  He was a hit.  They all watched him eat a cricket (not I).  After that I was very jumpy and so when Troy threw a fake snake at me, I am sorry to say that I did not respond like a lady LOL.  I will get even....somehow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQT6InyEGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9JCVS6sCeM8/s1600-h/100_2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQT6InyEGI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9JCVS6sCeM8/s200/100_2004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252344954888523874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQT6lhe9BI/AAAAAAAAAgc/b7KiAJ5Wwr8/s1600-h/100_1962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQT6lhe9BI/AAAAAAAAAgc/b7KiAJ5Wwr8/s200/100_1962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252344962646733842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQejORVndI/AAAAAAAAAh0/dl0XR4YZBV8/s1600-h/100_1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQejORVndI/AAAAAAAAAh0/dl0XR4YZBV8/s200/100_1991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252356655895911890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the smiles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQU-UU4fHI/AAAAAAAAAgs/oVbNVnOOA1A/s1600-h/100_1999.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQU-UU4fHI/AAAAAAAAAgs/oVbNVnOOA1A/s1600-h/100_1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQU-UU4fHI/AAAAAAAAAgs/oVbNVnOOA1A/s200/100_1999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252346126261582962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQT66WGaOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/urV-wCI_rDg/s1600-h/100_1968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQT66WGaOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/urV-wCI_rDg/s200/100_1968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252344968236132578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQdgmHqupI/AAAAAAAAAhs/hQrVx9PSeF0/s1600-h/100_1969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQdgmHqupI/AAAAAAAAAhs/hQrVx9PSeF0/s200/100_1969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252355511246568082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More family and friends (we are soooo lucky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQhQbGuIFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/5Ho2r5Uw_FY/s1600-h/100_2016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQhQbGuIFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/5Ho2r5Uw_FY/s200/100_2016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252359631458410578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQW3iL55LI/AAAAAAAAAhU/7GBlz32Lpns/s1600-h/100_1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQW3iL55LI/AAAAAAAAAhU/7GBlz32Lpns/s200/100_1972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252348208746194098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKinney picked up a rope after about 10 years and you would have never known it.  He did really good and was showing off.  Ajax (Crae) loves roping too, so Kinney and him hung out quite a bit with the dummy.  Tracy even remembered that she used to be a cowgirl.  Now if we could just get her out of the house and on a horse.  Hey sis, I don't think your kids believe me when I tell them you can ride.  Call me and I'll hook you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQW3pt0SKI/AAAAAAAAAhM/0cgp16j1-jQ/s1600-h/100_1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQW3pt0SKI/AAAAAAAAAhM/0cgp16j1-jQ/s200/100_1996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252348210767480994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ra Ra and Ajax took some girls over to see the horses. They decided that it would be funny to show them Cookie (our cow). Ajax walked up to her and scarred her.  So then the girls went to see her and of course she charged them.  We were laughing so hard.  I guess we forgot to tell them that Cookie HATES GIRLS.  Sorry, but it was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well we had a great time and I think everyone else did too.  We actually went to bed at about 1:30.  Thanks to all who came and to Maggie for providing most of the food.  (I love little sisters....with jobs.....who live at home.....and are the babies...LOL)  Love to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell next time!&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/5414229874625447330-7657884380554446628?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/7657884380554446628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=7657884380554446628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7657884380554446628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/7657884380554446628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/10/lets-celebrate.html' title='Let&apos;s Celebrate'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOQrraCBbwI/AAAAAAAAAik/noVpYWg0xOY/s72-c/collage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-2509509774408548761</id><published>2008-10-01T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:42:59.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Digits!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOt-tuWJoI/AAAAAAAAAZE/3SkHTE_eAAM/s1600-h/100_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOt-tuWJoI/AAAAAAAAAZE/3SkHTE_eAAM/s400/100_0708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252232883381610114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were pleasantly surprised that Morgan tried the wall.  She did really well and even tried it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOp2z2iVeI/AAAAAAAAAWk/L1Ot33xe9GM/s1600-h/100_1957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOp2z2iVeI/AAAAAAAAAWk/L1Ot33xe9GM/s200/100_1957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252228349541111266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After they finally tried the Hopper, Peyton and Derek decided that heights weren't that bad and so they also tried the wall AND did really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on Friday the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, my Morgan turned 10.  This year we gave her a choice between the big party we always do or taking 2 friends to Amazing Jake's.  She chose the later.  So after school we picked up my 2 nieces &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kylyn&lt;/span&gt; and Peyton (her 2 friends) and went to have pizza and allot of fun.  To add to all of the fun, my little brother McKinney and sister Maggie were here for a visit and farewell and so they came with us along with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lil'Derek&lt;/span&gt; and Ajax(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Crae&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOuKOWPohI/AAAAAAAAAZM/EN9S8cCMOGY/s1600-h/100_1940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOuKOWPohI/AAAAAAAAAZM/EN9S8cCMOGY/s200/100_1940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252233081117450770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had so much fun. The food was pretty good although the girls ate like birds.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO1vV6f5-I/AAAAAAAAAas/cSBfx9Nvnf0/s1600-h/100_1956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO1vV6f5-I/AAAAAAAAAas/cSBfx9Nvnf0/s200/100_1956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252241415385114594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO1hZS3kHI/AAAAAAAAAak/PZfeMQLrsdM/s1600-h/100_1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO1hZS3kHI/AAAAAAAAAak/PZfeMQLrsdM/s200/100_1943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252241175774466162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO1T-1yFwI/AAAAAAAAAac/QioOirOSMIk/s1600-h/100_1943.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumper cars were so fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those girls are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;rough&lt;/span&gt; and once they learned to spin, they did that ALLOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOp3L6FK9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/xfGwMDayIyg/s1600-h/100_1951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOp3L6FK9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/xfGwMDayIyg/s200/100_1951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252228355998428114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy and McKinney played a little pool and Troy showed off with some quarter tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO2Z-DosyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/zgshaHZUyY8/s1600-h/100_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO2Z-DosyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/zgshaHZUyY8/s200/100_0724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252242147715363618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOwDREVJhI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/8XeVHR2TrlQ/s1600-h/100_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOwDREVJhI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/8XeVHR2TrlQ/s200/100_0732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252235160611792402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOwDAtSH-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/D9W4wf6XRJs/s1600-h/100_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOwDAtSH-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/D9W4wf6XRJs/s200/100_0731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252235156220157922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOwCoJiz-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/yNkZzIEmH0w/s1600-h/100_1944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOwCoJiz-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/yNkZzIEmH0w/s200/100_1944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252235149627805666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOPCOUTy6vI/AAAAAAAAAcc/-aqzDZgJua8/s1600-h/100_0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOPCOUTy6vI/AAAAAAAAAcc/-aqzDZgJua8/s200/100_0705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252255141669825266" 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;br /&gt;Everyone except Maggie and I did the rock wall.  Everyone did so good but only Ajax made it all the way up.  I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;he was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOPACW6lwdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/73b7EQrKoAc/s1600-h/100_0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOPACW6lwdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/73b7EQrKoAc/s200/100_0713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252252737187725778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan got smashed on the roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; and so the n&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOPACqbRhuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/8oV5Ueg5BJw/s1600-h/100_0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOPACqbRhuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/8oV5Ueg5BJw/s200/100_0719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252252742425085666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ext time they put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lil'Derek&lt;/span&gt; on&lt;br /&gt;the  outside and her and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kylyn&lt;/span&gt; smashed him&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There were two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;atracktions&lt;/span&gt; that I could not get pictures of.  Go Karts and Laser Tag.  In Go Karts, the girls were to short to drive so they rode with the big kids.  Ajax and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kylyn&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;innocenct&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kylyn&lt;/span&gt;) got in trouble for bumping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lil'Derek&lt;/span&gt; and Morgan.  Maggie tried to tell him that it wasn't a competition and he said that everything is a competition.  Well you guessed it they won.  I wish the glass had not been there so the pictures would have taken because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kylyn&lt;/span&gt; was making me laugh so hard because she had her head rested on her hand like it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; boring.  She is so cute.  After Ajax left, he gave Troy his card so he could play.  He took Maggie to the Go Karts and their turn was cut short because they were slamming on the brakes and spinning around and the guy got mad.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Typical&lt;/span&gt; Troy "A"?&lt;br /&gt;Laser Tag was fun.  They even let me play even though I did not have a card.  I didn't get to shoot much because I swear EVERYONE (even though it was boys vs. girls) was killing me.  Morgan won because her vest wasn't working so she never "got shot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last was miniature golf, it was so much fun.  They all got really good at it by the end.  Troy of coarse "didn't cheat at all" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; and somehow managed to win.  I guess that maybe now he will admit he &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO2tgGYMuI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Bg8B1XIp10w/s1600-h/100_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO2tgGYMuI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Bg8B1XIp10w/s200/100_0738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252242483271185122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO-29zHDGI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Ybp7fMbTQy4/s1600-h/100_0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO-29zHDGI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Ybp7fMbTQy4/s200/100_0735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252251441955277922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;does like golf (not).&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end the night, we went to Ajax's football game.  He is really good, I felt bad because I was recording him and all but 1 of his tackles I missed because I got excited and forgot to push the button and when I remembered all I got was him jumping up and the announcer saying "#57 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Crae&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kleinlein&lt;/span&gt;" or #37 even though 37 was on the other side of the line. Oh well we know the truth.  Morgan enjoyed her day and got a paw print painted on her face (which she said itched).  It was a great day to be with our family and friends to celebrate my girls special day.  Thanks everyone.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO9JwOoNpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/k6Z-_0CeaII/s1600-h/100_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO9JwOoNpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/k6Z-_0CeaII/s200/100_0741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252249565706860178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO9KIfls3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/NvRq4UdKS9Y/s1600-h/100_0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO9KIfls3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/NvRq4UdKS9Y/s200/100_0748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252249572220449650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO9KQZCBxI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rnN9FCqd9Q4/s1600-h/100_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOO9KQZCBxI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rnN9FCqd9Q4/s200/100_0751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252249574340429586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-2509509774408548761?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2509509774408548761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=2509509774408548761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2509509774408548761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2509509774408548761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/10/double-digits.html' title='Double Digits!!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SOOt-tuWJoI/AAAAAAAAAZE/3SkHTE_eAAM/s72-c/100_0708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-2538109652397561140</id><published>2008-09-19T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:24:27.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update - Keegan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNSEzKN3HvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/9gzr6SCLSBk/s1600-h/100_1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247965480244158194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNSEzKN3HvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/9gzr6SCLSBk/s320/100_1852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His knew found talent. This boy has no cartilage in his ears. They are so fun to pull on. (and it doesn't even hurt him LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well Keegan had 3 Dr.'s appointments this week (poor guy). The first was on Monday with a speech therapist, Sara.  She said that he only has a few things that he will need therapy for from her, but that she is referring him to a feeding therapist too (yeah). She was very nice and she helped us understand allot of what he is going through.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tuesday we saw his GI, Dr. Silbur. He was pleased with his weight gain but left him on 5 cans of Nutren Jr. a day. He also gave him a new prescription to see if it can help with his stomach aches. He did an ex ray of his stomach (normal) and some lab work (still waiting).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thursday we went to Dr. Shafron a Neurosurgeon. He said that he cannot make a determination on whether or not his symptoms now and at infancy are due to the Chiari Malformation. SO, Keegan has to have another MRI. This time it will be under anesthesia because it will be about 4 hours long. They are checking his entire spine for abnormalities and doing some kind of ?? fluid study in the cerebellum (ask Brant). This is scheduled for November 5th at St. Joseph's. Then he wants a swallow study. They don't know yet how they will get that, since Keegan gags and throws up the barium. ?????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have not told him what is going on yet. He has enough that he is dealing with. So I guess in this instance it is good that he is used to going to Dr.s all the time. He doesn't know any different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247962751614979778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNSCUVR-DsI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5gU8qVL789U/s320/100_1931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He missed allot of school and spent a lot of time in Dr.'s offices and he was sooooo good. So we took him to Build-a-Bear. He made a T-Rex with a Batman t-shirt. He named him Bruce. If you are slow like I am, he is named after Bruce Wayne (duh). He has it with him everywhere. I am glad we found something else for him to find comfort in. The more the merrier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247962760987320850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNSCU4MgohI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5mLZrcz8spo/s320/100_1932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Aunt Donna brought to my attention that I am not in any pictures with my kids. She reminded me that they love me no matter what&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"think"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I look like. So, here I am with my wonderful, brave little boy..... and Bruce. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-2538109652397561140?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/2538109652397561140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=2538109652397561140' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2538109652397561140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/2538109652397561140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/09/update-keegan.html' title='Update - Keegan'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNSEzKN3HvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/9gzr6SCLSBk/s72-c/100_1852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-5822534405847417895</id><published>2008-09-18T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:26:18.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats Baby Bro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNM1WFglfwI/AAAAAAAAAV8/EdpLOfMYFfA/s1600-h/KinneyA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNM1WFglfwI/AAAAAAAAAV8/EdpLOfMYFfA/s320/KinneyA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247596644369006338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just a little a shout out to my baby brother McKinney.  He leaves on January 21st, 2009 for the Mexico City, Mexico South Mission.  He is the last of my 4 brothers to go.  We are so excited for him.  He will be such a great missionary.  He has a heart of gold and a very strong desire to do his best. I know he will follow in his big brothers' footsteps and serve an honorable mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNM2KVBbcmI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XAwtgid4Fso/s1600-h/kinneyH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNM2KVBbcmI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XAwtgid4Fso/s320/kinneyH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247597541886489186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At least he's not "trunky" yet!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNM0Sh1ZBqI/AAAAAAAAAV0/EyKJoXoj_mI/s1600-h/kinneyI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNM0Sh1ZBqI/AAAAAAAAAV0/EyKJoXoj_mI/s320/kinneyI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247595483741357730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His glasses will be perfect for Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5414229874625447330-5822534405847417895?l=ourfarm-a.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/feeds/5822534405847417895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5414229874625447330&amp;postID=5822534405847417895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/5822534405847417895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5414229874625447330/posts/default/5822534405847417895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourfarm-a.blogspot.com/2008/09/congrats-baby-bro.html' title='Congrats Baby Bro!'/><author><name>Timar Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00009370042794001517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SyVIX-XDTCI/AAAAAAAABqw/3FvcX5jVPZ0/S220/IMG_0338C.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ArTYvKZoGws/SNM1WFglfwI/AAAAAAAAAV8/EdpLOfMYFfA/s72-c/KinneyA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414229874625447330.post-1301364999190018111</id><published>2008-09-05T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:43:49.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keegan's Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This will be short and sweet as I don't feel up to writing nor expressing much emotion about it today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone said that they did not like Blogs because they make families look perfect and always happy. Well my blog defiantly does not fall under that category.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Dr. Sweetman called us in to let us know that Keegan's EEG came back normal. That was great news, no seizures. She however let us know that his MRI had not come back the same. He has what is called Chiari (sounds like kee-o-ree?) Malformation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be a very rough explaination of this, but we were not given alot to go off of. She wants us to wait till we see the surgeon......At the base of the brain there are 2 things that look like tonsils which go into the spinal cord/brain stem/wh
