<?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-8529959452895800815</id><updated>2012-02-10T10:50:01.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life and all it's trimmings</title><subtitle type='html'>random babblings from a young mom</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-3642110928325475879</id><published>2012-02-10T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T10:50:01.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Life has been so busy. It seems to get busier as we go. Tuesday Aaron had another appt. with his specialist. His whole is shrinking but his body is tolerating it which means that it is a good thing and that hopefully he will keep healing and the dr. thinks it may close on its own and that he will do fine. The valve hasn't changed. He told us that unless something happens we don't have to go back for 6 months. How can anyone deny the existance of a loving Heavenly Father, and how do the get through life without him? Aaron will probably have to go back to a feding specialist to help him lern to eat solids but I suppose we will cross that bridge when we get to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-3642110928325475879?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/3642110928325475879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=3642110928325475879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3642110928325475879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3642110928325475879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2012/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5789319975475310694</id><published>2011-11-29T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T06:43:12.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaron is 3 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gQmXHO_A7CM/TtTvJOTQBNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/GDk9FJNhmvo/s1600/SS853596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680427971757737170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gQmXHO_A7CM/TtTvJOTQBNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/GDk9FJNhmvo/s320/SS853596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I never expected to have thumb sucking be a victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8DfxhM_dP0/TtTupgs5c3I/AAAAAAAAAaE/2cvlq7f0AsM/s1600/SS853645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680427426941334386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j8DfxhM_dP0/TtTupgs5c3I/AAAAAAAAAaE/2cvlq7f0AsM/s320/SS853645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We blessed Aaron at the first of the month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it has been over a month since I last posted. Life is crazy busy which is why this post took me a month to write. Last Tuesday Aaron turned 3 months. He is now 13 pounds even. He has been gaining weight better (He has had a couple bad weeks but he has been sick). Who thought that when he was over 9 lbs. at birth that we would worry about his weight. He makes eye contact smiles and laughs. He is such a joy. He is such a calm happy baby. He gets stronger everyday. Aaron has kept us on our toes for certain. They say that with each child a mother gets a new degree in parenting I feel like with Aaron I am getting a new education weekly (not so much a degree because I also feel like I am failing). It amazes me how much love and worry a mother can have. This little man makes me reflect on how my own mother must have felt. Sunday morning and Monday morning Aaron had a feed without "clicking" (his click is caused by loosing suction). Usually he clicks about as often as he swallows. He had never even had a feed without clicking so things are looking up. Since I had Aaron, well really since I got pregnant I have had some fear some sometimes overwhelming anxiety about him. I would keep trying to tell myself that it was hormones or what not but the fear wouldn't leave it was like this dark shadow always there. Wednesday I found out what it was. We had a specialist appointment in Calgary. His Dr. found a whole in his heart this causes an increased blood flow to through right side of his heart . Because of the increased flow and the fact that it has to work harder the right side is slightly larger. He also has a "click" due to the fact that the pulmonary valve exiting his heart doesn't open all the way. (I think I will call him Clicky from now on.) The valve has created balance for his heart as it controls or restricts the excess blood flow from the whole. So his body has created its own " delicate balance". Oh how my Heavenly Father loves us. The whole he has is the kind less likely to close on his own, but because of the valve this is also a blessing. So Aaron is OK. I asked the doctor "so he's fine?" and he said "so he's OK". We will take him to the specialist every 3 months and keep on eye on things but he is OK.&lt;/div&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/8529959452895800815-5789319975475310694?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5789319975475310694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5789319975475310694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5789319975475310694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5789319975475310694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/11/aaron-is-3-months.html' title='Aaron is 3 months'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gQmXHO_A7CM/TtTvJOTQBNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/GDk9FJNhmvo/s72-c/SS853596.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-3740263977701370432</id><published>2011-10-08T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T12:19:40.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>Well I had been bragging to my sister about how well I was doing blogging and then I fell off teh face of the earth. Where have I been? I have actually just been at home. what could have kept me away? Well on top of being a mother of three (one of which is a new born) having a hubby and a house to care for, and a calling- I have been trying to get Aaron to grow. I mentioned before that he isn't growing well. We have been supplementing with formula since he was two weeks old. We were doing 2 ounces twice a day but have now gone to giving him as much as he wants after nursing. It was taking me atleast an hour to feed him every time and I am supposed to be pumping after each feed but I have given up on that and Aaron is giving up on nursing. I hope to keep him nursing until atleast 3 months. I pump about twicw a day and feed him that. Aaron has an uncordinated suck. We are trying to help him get coordinated but with all the distractions of older siblings it is hard for him. It makes such a difference at night. Then because of all that my house feels like chaos. I think today is the first time I have been caught up on laundry in weeks. I also made bread this morning. I will still have to go buy buns for Thanksgiving becaus I burnt a batch. I may just take some of the loaves and tell them to enjoy. Who knows. My mother used to have a shirt that said "motherhood is not for wimps." Boy do I feel that lately. We have been taking Aaron to about 2 or 3 appointments a week and trying to keep up with life and having a first grader. The baby blues are starting to affect me. I think 6 weeks is the hardest and then it starts getting better. Aaron turned 6 weeks monday so we are on the uphill climb now. Thankfully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-3740263977701370432?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/3740263977701370432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=3740263977701370432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3740263977701370432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3740263977701370432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/10/life.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-7134695011956659098</id><published>2011-09-22T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T13:41:12.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Aaron</title><content type='html'>Aaron is a month old today. I can't beleive how quickly the time goes. &lt;br /&gt;He weighs about 9' 11". No he is not that much bigger then his birthweight. We are working on it. If any of you have suggestions we would appreciate it. Your prayers are always welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;He is about 21 1/2 inches long. Atleast he is growing.&lt;br /&gt;He seems to be well and healthy but his weight is a concern.&lt;br /&gt;He is much more smile and he makes eye contact better.&lt;br /&gt;He hates tummy time, and LOVES to be held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nr4c4GEO8AY/Tnub2FVh5EI/AAAAAAAAAZI/rhstmGv_n4A/s1600/SS853540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655285110541509698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nr4c4GEO8AY/Tnub2FVh5EI/AAAAAAAAAZI/rhstmGv_n4A/s320/SS853540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Aaron just a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FtZ1iZ0fDY4/Tnub1_OgluI/AAAAAAAAAZA/72SR5eyLrGI/s1600/SS853514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655285108901451490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FtZ1iZ0fDY4/Tnub1_OgluI/AAAAAAAAAZA/72SR5eyLrGI/s320/SS853514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBy-xZIzbIs/Tnub1g9wowI/AAAAAAAAAY4/o-eaE988gXw/s1600/SS853521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655285100778136322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vBy-xZIzbIs/Tnub1g9wowI/AAAAAAAAAY4/o-eaE988gXw/s320/SS853521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsey adores me. (she is way too pretty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdIzSBexs48/Tnub1kIpTWI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Cc4v-BSTn2M/s1600/SS853425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655285101629099362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdIzSBexs48/Tnub1kIpTWI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Cc4v-BSTn2M/s320/SS853425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and big bro at about 2 weeksish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2RCWe7z6Sk/Tnub1ZZYbxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tUnB80kun6c/s1600/IMG00349-20110822-1506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655285098746507026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2RCWe7z6Sk/Tnub1ZZYbxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tUnB80kun6c/s320/IMG00349-20110822-1506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New born Aaron.&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&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/8529959452895800815-7134695011956659098?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/7134695011956659098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=7134695011956659098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7134695011956659098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7134695011956659098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-aaron.html' title='Happy Birthday Aaron'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nr4c4GEO8AY/Tnub2FVh5EI/AAAAAAAAAZI/rhstmGv_n4A/s72-c/SS853540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5486298848828925243</id><published>2011-09-22T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T13:31:02.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to be a princess...Fashion advice from Lindsey Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_9vh_8Cim4/TnuYDReaMqI/AAAAAAAAAYg/BgqLMWVR-ho/s1600/SS853299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655280939091767970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_9vh_8Cim4/TnuYDReaMqI/AAAAAAAAAYg/BgqLMWVR-ho/s320/SS853299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dresses go with everything!&lt;br /&gt;(Note: that while shoes are fun they are not a necessity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kfs2qnY-Pd0/TnuYDI_p5FI/AAAAAAAAAYY/bwP0PTlxn2c/s1600/SS853314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655280936815289426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kfs2qnY-Pd0/TnuYDI_p5FI/AAAAAAAAAYY/bwP0PTlxn2c/s320/SS853314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shoes need not be the proper size to make a statement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brothers are a great accesory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9HYsdPtLaI/TnuYC705guI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/e3_DxHSMtYs/s1600/SS853536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655280933280514786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9HYsdPtLaI/TnuYC705guI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/e3_DxHSMtYs/s320/SS853536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two skirts are better then one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orange is always in fashion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your shirt doesn't have sleeves wear a "dacket".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zsD-Mmec_Kw/TnuYCSHJRDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/V147xFcbgyE/s1600/SS853529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655280922082755634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zsD-Mmec_Kw/TnuYCSHJRDI/AAAAAAAAAYI/V147xFcbgyE/s320/SS853529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crowns dress up any outfit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are a princess you don't have to match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever foot I put the shoe on is the correct foot. (So don't even think about trying to change it.)&lt;br /&gt;If mom thinks my sleeves are too short I get to wear two shirts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R83lO7xH17Y/TnuYCLK_iGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/DVLG4UNEM8k/s1600/SS853413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655280920219846754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R83lO7xH17Y/TnuYCLK_iGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/DVLG4UNEM8k/s320/SS853413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goggles really make a statement and should only be worn with great care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Girls are fun. I love her little sense of fashion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-5486298848828925243?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5486298848828925243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5486298848828925243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5486298848828925243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5486298848828925243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-to-be-princessfashion-advice-from.html' title='How to be a princess...Fashion advice from Lindsey Grace'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_9vh_8Cim4/TnuYDReaMqI/AAAAAAAAAYg/BgqLMWVR-ho/s72-c/SS853299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5224204244418982653</id><published>2011-09-21T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T16:46:48.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeny Meeny Miny Moe....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S5vfqyvKBjE/TnptQAwuY5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/R7PfHK6L1vU/s1600/SS853491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654952403966780306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S5vfqyvKBjE/TnptQAwuY5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/R7PfHK6L1vU/s320/SS853491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XU8QtI3zW9o/TnptQItWTOI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wqn1ns2nA0s/s1600/SS853494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654952406100102370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XU8QtI3zW9o/TnptQItWTOI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wqn1ns2nA0s/s320/SS853494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qibAkIHkPw8/TnptP1Oc9dI/AAAAAAAAAXo/IUJ3Sr9Uu2M/s1600/SS853475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654952400870241746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qibAkIHkPw8/TnptP1Oc9dI/AAAAAAAAAXo/IUJ3Sr9Uu2M/s320/SS853475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rodeo Mikey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eqmDE8WjX6U/TnptPuK_T3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/lAdvaUDndf0/s1600/SS853413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654952398976667506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eqmDE8WjX6U/TnptPuK_T3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/lAdvaUDndf0/s320/SS853413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silly Lindsey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night Mikey was getting ready to go down to bed and thankfully Lindsey was already in bed asleep. Aaron was fed and content so Mikey had the rare opportunity to pick who went down with him. He decided to make it fair and do eeny meeny miny moe so that noones feelings got hurt. So he does it " My mother says to pick the very best one and you are not it." He lands on me. So Dad gets to put Mikey to bed. I pretended to have my feelings hurt and Mikey comes over and whispers to me. "I'll do it again and start with Dad this time so that it is you". So he does it again. Again he lands on me. He did it probably 5 more times taking turns starting with me and then Mike each time he would land on me. It was so funny. I told Mikey that it was because his Dad would always be the best one. It was such a silly thing but one of those moments you wish you could hang on to forever. My kids are growing up way too fast. Where does the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-5224204244418982653?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5224204244418982653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5224204244418982653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5224204244418982653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5224204244418982653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/09/eeny-meeny-miny-moe.html' title='Eeny Meeny Miny Moe....'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S5vfqyvKBjE/TnptQAwuY5I/AAAAAAAAAX4/R7PfHK6L1vU/s72-c/SS853491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-9132678341768581460</id><published>2011-09-16T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T11:26:15.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Little Piggy</title><content type='html'>Lindsey loves getting her nails painted. We have been planning to paint her nails for a few days and today we finally did it. Then she wanted to paint my nails. Really not a good idea but somedays you need to not worry about the potential mess and just enjoy the moment. So hare is our handy work. Our lovely toe nails. She actually did a decent job for a 2 year old. However I will still be wearing close toed shoes tonight when Mike's foreman takes us to The Great Canadian Barn Dance.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yifXTqtsfk0/TnOTwOREv-I/AAAAAAAAAXY/YULsNBDgaKM/s1600/SS853500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653024413952819170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yifXTqtsfk0/TnOTwOREv-I/AAAAAAAAAXY/YULsNBDgaKM/s320/SS853500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7Ew6om5-QQ/TnOTvwdDB2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/kICLUjHg5Nc/s1600/SS853496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653024405949974370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7Ew6om5-QQ/TnOTvwdDB2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/kICLUjHg5Nc/s320/SS853496.jpg" 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/8529959452895800815-9132678341768581460?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/9132678341768581460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=9132678341768581460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/9132678341768581460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/9132678341768581460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-little-piggy.html' title='This Little Piggy'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yifXTqtsfk0/TnOTwOREv-I/AAAAAAAAAXY/YULsNBDgaKM/s72-c/SS853500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-7637951474654828542</id><published>2011-09-14T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T20:56:50.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby names...</title><content type='html'>I thought it would be fun to share how my kids got their names but first I will tell the names I thought my kids would have. When I was young I had an imaginary friend named Sheena and thought I would name my daughter after her. I also went through a phase of loving names like Candace. In Jr. High I thought I would name a son Benjamin Allen after my grandpa and my father. Lisa beat me to the punch on Ben. I would have named a daughter Angela Lyn. In high school I loved the name Charles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jeffrie&lt;/span&gt; for a girl. I figured this would never happen so I named my chicken this instead. If I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;evr&lt;/span&gt; own a tarantula I will name it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chex&lt;/span&gt; Mix. I hope I never use this name either. I love the name Ramona but Mike (and 98% of the world) hates it. Lindsey could have been Abigail or Katelyn (after me) but she was a Lindsey. Aaron could have been named Bauer but it just wasn't his name either. (Don't try to make sense of the pictures they were just ones I like of my crazies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jllc1qIu5kY/TnFzCXQoNmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/C7YsxyPDJoY/s1600/Jo%2Bvisit%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652425491767375458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jllc1qIu5kY/TnFzCXQoNmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/C7YsxyPDJoY/s320/Jo%2Bvisit%2B005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michael James from the moment he was conceived this was his name. If he was a boy and I was sure he was We would name him Michael after his father. (His dad was named for Mike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Remmington&lt;/span&gt; one of his dads good friends) and James for all the amazing James' in our families. On one or the other of our sides there is a James going back 12 or 14 generations. Both of us have a brother his father is a James and my grandfather is a James. It was just the perfect fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4e48mXZhFY/TnFzCCuZ3vI/AAAAAAAAAXA/9vxJUDgBb5s/s1600/SS852477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652425486255120114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4e48mXZhFY/TnFzCCuZ3vI/AAAAAAAAAXA/9vxJUDgBb5s/s320/SS852477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsey Grace. As soon as I met Mike's Grandma Grace I wanted to name one of my daughters after her. She is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;amzing&lt;/span&gt; women. When Mike blessed her he told her to always remember who she was named for not only Grandma Grace but the Grace of God. Lindsey was never even a thought until after she was born. The doctor asked if we had a name and Mike said he had kinda been thinking Lindsey, that night I tried out our different options and Lindsey just fit. She was a Lindsey, Lindsey Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_yj5QqLvDoc/TnFzB6OYXQI/AAAAAAAAAW4/SYdbj2sBXQA/s1600/IMG00349-20110822-1506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652425483973319938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_yj5QqLvDoc/TnFzB6OYXQI/AAAAAAAAAW4/SYdbj2sBXQA/s320/IMG00349-20110822-1506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our sweet little Aaron Luke. We came up with Luke before we had Aaron. Luke is his grandfather's middle name and is also a family name. We tossed around some other names and none of them seemed right then Mike suggested either Aaron or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt;. I heard Aaron and it just felt right. He is Aaron after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aaronich&lt;/span&gt; Priesthood more so then Aaron the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt; of Moses whom the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aaronich&lt;/span&gt; priesthood is named for but I still say Aaron from the bible when people ask to simplify it. But Mike thought of it because of the Priesthood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you have it. That is how my babies came to have the names they have. And now hopefully you get how amazing there names are.&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/8529959452895800815-7637951474654828542?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/7637951474654828542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=7637951474654828542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7637951474654828542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7637951474654828542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-names.html' title='Baby names...'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jllc1qIu5kY/TnFzCXQoNmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/C7YsxyPDJoY/s72-c/Jo%2Bvisit%2B005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-2280479671526332381</id><published>2011-09-02T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T20:34:17.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikey Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-za4ehUuQhWo/TmGR7iHKINI/AAAAAAAAAWY/d1Uz3hxVCVQ/s1600/IMG00074-20110605-1456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647955859654451410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-za4ehUuQhWo/TmGR7iHKINI/AAAAAAAAAWY/d1Uz3hxVCVQ/s320/IMG00074-20110605-1456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waterton. This boy loves sticks. He is always bringing them in the house. Just tonight he went to the park with a friend and came home with a stick in his mouth.It is fun to hear and see all the things sticks can be. Usually some form of a weapon. Are all boys like this? I LOVE his smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n0QoODDPcjI/TmGR7cbhjXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/43kCt8nhwqw/s1600/SS853283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647955858129259890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n0QoODDPcjI/TmGR7cbhjXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/43kCt8nhwqw/s320/SS853283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hairy black tongue. This is later in the day when it had mostly cleared up. Should have taken one that morning it was gross. Just google it and you'll see what we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BpvgfVMFw4U/TmGR7YQc32I/AAAAAAAAAWI/8wfqWCUPgT0/s1600/SS853273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647955857009074018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BpvgfVMFw4U/TmGR7YQc32I/AAAAAAAAAWI/8wfqWCUPgT0/s320/SS853273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Long ride back from grandmas and easter eggs filled with stickers. He is so silly. Of course then Lindsey had to do the same thing. She adores him almost as much as I do! She cries everyday when he goes to school. I miss my Mikey! (so do I little Lady, so do I.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WX5q1gjLylE/TmGR7Ipm3gI/AAAAAAAAAWA/W9fXBDRIvz4/s1600/SS853194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647955852819619330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WX5q1gjLylE/TmGR7Ipm3gI/AAAAAAAAAWA/W9fXBDRIvz4/s320/SS853194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mikey's sixth birthday. It wasn't a party or it wasn't supposed to be but that is pretty much what it was. His best friends Matt and Max. Those three have such fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2eaHNO1zng8/TmGR6-9eGhI/AAAAAAAAAV4/wEs9lG7ElAY/s1600/SS853231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647955850218576402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2eaHNO1zng8/TmGR6-9eGhI/AAAAAAAAAV4/wEs9lG7ElAY/s320/SS853231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not sure about this face? This is in June at the Dinosaur museum I think in Ogden. It was lots of fun. He loved talking Dinosaurs with his cousins. I loved that they thought him to be an expert. I guess he is kinda is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They grow up way too fast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-2280479671526332381?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/2280479671526332381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=2280479671526332381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2280479671526332381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2280479671526332381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/09/mikey-review.html' title='Mikey Review'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-za4ehUuQhWo/TmGR7iHKINI/AAAAAAAAAWY/d1Uz3hxVCVQ/s72-c/IMG00074-20110605-1456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-3649211077548950066</id><published>2011-09-02T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T19:25:52.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsey review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9KU8DcvZWH8/TmGOhCVSPyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/d9S3Fy32YQk/s1600/SS853206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647952105912287010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9KU8DcvZWH8/TmGOhCVSPyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/d9S3Fy32YQk/s320/SS853206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsey loves to smell flowers.(And she looks so dang cute doing it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vGdtJheGANE/TmGOg3JDWmI/AAAAAAAAAVo/URMAIoKxFzk/s1600/SS853185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647952102908189282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vGdtJheGANE/TmGOg3JDWmI/AAAAAAAAAVo/URMAIoKxFzk/s320/SS853185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One day I had been cleaning I went to get Linds out of the bathroom, this is what I found. Her brushing her teeth. What a funny girl she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pN2ouGIPJV0/TmGOgldrMLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Csiaqy2Vib4/s1600/SS853111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647952098162847922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pN2ouGIPJV0/TmGOgldrMLI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Csiaqy2Vib4/s320/SS853111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One day Mikey and "the neighbors" made a carnival for Lindsey filled with games, rides and prizes. It is no wonder she misses them so much. They moved the first week of June and she still asks for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05aoh_E-x-g/TmGOgXfKWbI/AAAAAAAAAVY/QRuxCs4xOMI/s1600/SS853108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647952094410987954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05aoh_E-x-g/TmGOgXfKWbI/AAAAAAAAAVY/QRuxCs4xOMI/s320/SS853108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I forgot to flip this. I just thought it was cute she is sitting on a ball eating an apple. Cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DemFO5fND08/TmGOgMoJ54I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/EsA1AoNEpQ0/s1600/SS853113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647952091495917442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DemFO5fND08/TmGOgMoJ54I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/EsA1AoNEpQ0/s320/SS853113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsey wearing some of Mikey's Halloween teeth. Notice the awful job I did cutting her bangs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-3649211077548950066?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/3649211077548950066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=3649211077548950066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3649211077548950066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3649211077548950066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/09/lindsey-review.html' title='Lindsey review'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9KU8DcvZWH8/TmGOhCVSPyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/d9S3Fy32YQk/s72-c/SS853206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-2711881297619902160</id><published>2011-08-27T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T09:23:26.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaron Luke Blackmore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZT964QL0Gk/TlmsGqduTmI/AAAAAAAAAVI/0f85p6JTuUA/s1600/SS853337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645732838363778658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZT964QL0Gk/TlmsGqduTmI/AAAAAAAAAVI/0f85p6JTuUA/s320/SS853337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alright this one is for Marintha. Here I am a few days before having the baby. I remember holding him and thinking how did he fit? Then I saw this. No wonder people thought I was expecting multiples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xFy3pq-Jeso/TlmsGRFAdLI/AAAAAAAAAVA/wnyBe7iT4eU/s1600/SS853364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645732831549224114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xFy3pq-Jeso/TlmsGRFAdLI/AAAAAAAAAVA/wnyBe7iT4eU/s320/SS853364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is on the way home. Mikey probably took 15 pictures of this. He is way too proud. (And who can blame him?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iB3x0cZlaHw/TlmsGCrEBYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/WWsGRqNFhug/s1600/IMG00363-20110823-1227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645732827682309506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iB3x0cZlaHw/TlmsGCrEBYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/WWsGRqNFhug/s320/IMG00363-20110823-1227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All three of them together at last. It is a great feeling! I love Mikey's smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_VLBGlYU9Qs/TlmsF8svXuI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wndZFds8OjI/s1600/IMG00349-20110822-1506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645732826078732002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_VLBGlYU9Qs/TlmsF8svXuI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wndZFds8OjI/s320/IMG00349-20110822-1506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture but it makes me hurt to see all his bruises. Poor little guy had a rough entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday August 22,2011 Aaron Luke Blackmore entered the world weighing 9lbs 6.8oz. He was 20 and 3/4 inches long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-2711881297619902160?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/2711881297619902160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=2711881297619902160' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2711881297619902160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2711881297619902160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/08/aaron-luke-blackmore.html' title='Aaron Luke Blackmore'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZT964QL0Gk/TlmsGqduTmI/AAAAAAAAAVI/0f85p6JTuUA/s72-c/SS853337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5217319292842477307</id><published>2011-08-19T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:58:59.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two hospitals and two trips to Lethbridge in two days... still no baby</title><content type='html'>Well I really wish that I was blogging to introduce the world to our baby. However he is just as stubborn as his brother so that news will have to wait. I certainly thought I was going to have news of a baby because I was due on the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and wed. night at about 11 o'clock I started having contractions. I was timing them and they were fairly regular they were nothing extreme so I decided to try to get some sleep. I tossed and turned and at one when I was still having contractions and they were getting more intense I decided to call the hospital. For those of you who don't know the hospital I deliver in is an hour away. Not really the kind of thing you want to wait around for when having a baby. They listened to me describe my contractions and I answered all there questions about the previous babies and the told me to come in. I have had a lot of false labour with this baby so I decided to get checked at the hospital in town first at this point they are about 3 or 4 minutes apart if I remember correctly. So at about 2 A.M. we go in they lay may down and strap on the monitors. The baby is doing well my contractions are strong and regular and my cervix seems to be progressing. I am just over 1 cm or 1.5 cm. So I am still obviously in early labour but because of how quickly my others come the Doc tells me to head in and that I am having a baby that day which is now Thursday. So we head over to Mum in laws who had the kids for the night wake her up (and Lindsey in the process) and tell her we are on our way. Now I have to try and reassure Lindsey and deal with labour pains and the anxiety of getting to the hospital and having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;. I am trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stay&lt;/span&gt; calm. Lindsey settles down and we head off. I think it is about 4 when we get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lethbridge&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;contractions&lt;/span&gt; are stronger and about 2 min. apart but still not hard labour. I get all checked in they strap on the monitors and we wait then they check me I am about 2 or 2.5. Then they tell me that I am not in active labour and that I will probably have to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; and wait it out. They tell me to go walk around if I want or to wait and in 2 hours they will check again. With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mikey&lt;/span&gt; walking around is all it took and he came in a hurry. So I start walking around and things quickly slow down. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GRRRR&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I decided to get some sleep and let Mike do the same. He heads to the van I head back to my room. They were going to check me at 7 but I was asleep so at 8 they check me no change. I am still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; piddly little nothing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;contractions&lt;/span&gt;, but no baby. So they send us on our way. I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;contractions&lt;/span&gt; through most of the day until about 8 at night. Oh it is so dis heartening. This morning I had my Dr.s appointment in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lethbridge&lt;/span&gt; so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;headed&lt;/span&gt; back in again and returned once again empty handed. He better come soon or I may go crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-5217319292842477307?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5217319292842477307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5217319292842477307' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5217319292842477307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5217319292842477307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-hospitals-and-two-trips-to.html' title='Two hospitals and two trips to Lethbridge in two days... still no baby'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-2755305073881236638</id><published>2011-08-13T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T09:04:07.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still no baby!</title><content type='html'>Well I was really thinking, or maybe just hoping that at this point I would be announcing the arrival of a new baby at our house. My babies just like taking their time and I'm trying to be okay with that.I know that he will come at some point and I am fairly safe to say the next two weeks. Please don't make us wait that long. I am making bread today to help pass time. Tomorrow is church and then Monday will bring all the normal Monday cleaning so I can hopefully stay sane 'til then. Mikey has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; at keeping his new room clean and better at playing with his sister then I had expected. Lindsey loves her new bed and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; we got her new bed set and put it on. She still tries to sleep in our bed every night but I guess most kids do. She woke up last night dreaming about riding horses at Uncle Dean's. It was cute but I wish it hadn't been at 3. She didn't go back to sleep until after 5. Mike hasn't been sleeping well either, I think he is just as anxious as me about the arrival of our third. He has also been snoring which is a good sign that their is something on his mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-2755305073881236638?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/2755305073881236638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=2755305073881236638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2755305073881236638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2755305073881236638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/08/still-no-baby.html' title='Still no baby!'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1016066714770036581</id><published>2011-08-05T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T09:49:43.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready</title><content type='html'>Well it has been about a year since we started getting Mikey ready to go to the basement and today it is official. He is down stairs all by himself. He sleeps down here about half the time already so hopefully the excitement will last. He had me print him some Keep Out signs for his door . "so that people only come in if I want them, like Lindsey." Lindsey is officially in her "Big Girl" bed. Mike found a comforter set that he is excited to get her. He is so in love with his daughter. Aaron formerly known as "the boss" now has his own bed and a bassinet in our room and a dresser and hopefully by the end of the day the mountains of laundry I have been doing will be put away and we will truly feel ready for our new little man. It has been fun going through clothes and remember Mikey as a baby. It makes me feel more ready to do the new born thing again. It has only been two and a half years but I feel like a first time mom some days. Maybe that is because my brain and hearing are so shot lately. Lindsey and Mikey keep asking me if it is the day the baby comes. If only we knew for sure. Well we will keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-1016066714770036581?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1016066714770036581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1016066714770036581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1016066714770036581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1016066714770036581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/08/getting-ready.html' title='Getting Ready'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-9105042673576300070</id><published>2011-07-21T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:12:10.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Well I keep telling myself I will blog and then I fail to do so. So here it is. (For now there are no pictures, sorry)&lt;br /&gt;We have less then a month before the newest addition is due to arrive. I am SO ready to not be pregnant. I am a little less ready to bring this little one into the world and even less ready to be a mom of 3. I am so scared. I am also excited but I so ofteen feel like I am not up to the task of raising three special individual spirits. Mom, how did you do it. Mikey and Lindsey are also excited. My to do list is huge. Confession: I still haven't washed the baby clothes. But that is because we still don't have a dresser for the young man. &lt;br /&gt;Mikey is getting so big. I can't beleive he'll be in grade one next month.:( Noone warned me about this part. He is so much fun to have around I can't imagine him being gone until 3:00 Thankfully Lindsey and I will have "the boss" (that is the babies nickname until he has a name) to keeep us both busy ,hopefully. Mikey took swimming lessons this summer or as Lindsey LU calls them his "swimming blessings". He loved it. He did such a good job. I thought he would be more timid but he wasn't he even went off the diving board without his life jacket. He is reading like a pro. It kills me. I just love being mom.&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey is Hillarious she is always good for a chuckle she is getting sweeter and sweeter but still the master manipulator. Her new thing to say if she doesn't like something is "but mom (or whomever) I'll cry". This usually only works on Mikey but boy does it work on him he can't stand it. The poor sweet boy. You have to hear her say it it is so funny. Also if she has a tummy ache she wants a band aid on her tummy and then she becomes frustrated when it doesn't work. Lately I try to bet by with a kiss, which she sometimes will accept. She is also growing way too fast. She knows her colors, shapes, alphabet letter names and sounds, and she counts to 14. She can sing almost any song we have ever sang to her. Her brain is amazing. She is talking very well. (Too well if you ask her dad.) She loves to have her nails painted but is a scrappy little thing as well. Her dadddy is very proud of how scrappy she is.&lt;br /&gt;For me the most exciting news is that when we went to Waterton on Saturday I stood about five feet from a moose. Lindsey was with me and thankfully we were also right next to a camp kitchhen which we quickly went into knowing better then to mess with a moose or even make feel threatened. He was beautiful. He was young but still huge (afterall it was a moose). I wish I had had a camera.&lt;br /&gt;Mike is working hard as always. He is such a good man. He is so good with the kids and has been very good to help me with this pregnancy. I love him so much. I can't imagine our lives without him. Little Boss you have no idea how lucky you have it. We can't wait to see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-9105042673576300070?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/9105042673576300070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=9105042673576300070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/9105042673576300070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/9105042673576300070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5697162959772613585</id><published>2011-06-01T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:01:58.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mikey!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kJuoxhvlQf0/TeY4Lcjue6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/gvUJaPnn-M4/s1600/SS853114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613235754859658146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kJuoxhvlQf0/TeY4Lcjue6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/gvUJaPnn-M4/s320/SS853114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LwQM8mlYiRA/TeY4LGKAsGI/AAAAAAAAATs/n4ocIEPMBxk/s1600/SS853124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613235748846219362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LwQM8mlYiRA/TeY4LGKAsGI/AAAAAAAAATs/n4ocIEPMBxk/s320/SS853124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hardly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; my little boy is six! I don't think I am allowed to call him little anymore! I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how quickly they grow. It is killing me. The idea of sending him to first grade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; makes my heart ache. He is just such a joy to be around. He is sweet and funny. I honestly don't think there was ever a better big brother. He is SO good to Lindsey (most of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; time.) It is hard to admit but he is more patient with her then I am. He is very willing to help her and put up with her when she gets into what he is doing. It was funny when she was a baby to involve her he would just call her a monster baby or pretend she was some other kind of a monster and make her part of the game. Now he goes and gets her toys to let her play with him. When he dresses up he dresses her up. The other day they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;formed&lt;/span&gt; a band called the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; hawks and they wore black hats and sunglasses. It will be a memory I will cherish FOREVER. I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how often we buy him new shoes because his old ones hurt his feet. (or because he has wholes through the end of them.) He is an amazing reader. He needs little help with the scriptures and in Canada reading is NOT kindergarten curriculum. He wants to read and he loves it so he practices every day. We do some sort of "homework" for a few minutes most days and when I tell him it is time he is usually excited. It is so fun to see him learn. He has recently started signing his work Mike not Mikey. Also recently we learned he has asthma. It isn't severe but I am glad we can help him now before it gets bad. Especially because he loves sports. He is playing soccer again and he loves it. I don't think he is naturally a super athlete he is athletic but I think the reason he is so good is his work ethic. He wants to jump well so he will practice setting up obstacles to learn to jump both high and far. He also practices trick jumps. I realize this is dragging on and few will make it through but this is for me more then anyone else. He is helpful around the house he is less willing now then when he was younger but he is still a good helper. I am so proud to be his mom. I love watching him.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Buddy!!!&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/8529959452895800815-5697162959772613585?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5697162959772613585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5697162959772613585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5697162959772613585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5697162959772613585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-mikey.html' title='Happy Birthday Mikey!!!!'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kJuoxhvlQf0/TeY4Lcjue6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/gvUJaPnn-M4/s72-c/SS853114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-6003712349140344360</id><published>2011-04-26T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T14:35:59.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joke is on me!</title><content type='html'>Well we had our ultrasound on the twelth and gender appears to be male. We are so excited. The baby is measuring a bit small so I am probably due closer to the end of August!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-6003712349140344360?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/6003712349140344360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=6003712349140344360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6003712349140344360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6003712349140344360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/04/joke-is-on-me.html' title='The Joke is on me!'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-6819720224766633253</id><published>2011-04-01T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:25:38.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool's!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bookwood.com/triplets/Images/20weeks_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 369px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bookwood.com/triplets/Images/20weeks_a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a boy!!!! Percival Q. Blackmore will be making his debut sometime mid August we can't wait. Mikey was hoping he'd be Jr. but Percival is so dignified. I guess Mikey can call him jr. though. Lindsey will probably just call him baby!!! &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/8529959452895800815-6819720224766633253?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/6819720224766633253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=6819720224766633253' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6819720224766633253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6819720224766633253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-boy.html' title='April Fool&apos;s!!!'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1201901404640347856</id><published>2011-03-30T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T13:18:51.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Get a Girlfriend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlbItPLrKIg/TZOQDR2kVMI/AAAAAAAAATk/QGpvA9hd0uQ/s1600/SS852533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589969948503200962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlbItPLrKIg/TZOQDR2kVMI/AAAAAAAAATk/QGpvA9hd0uQ/s320/SS852533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I was sewing and Mikey came in to me and said, "It's really easy to get a girlfriend."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was intrigued by this declaration from my five year old so I quizzed him, "yeah, why?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"'Cuz all you have to do is sing a really nice song and if she likes it she's your girlfriend." Oh, yeah do you want a girlfriend?" Mikey laughs embarassed "Yes" so are you going to get one?" "No, I'm too young." Oh I love my kids. I asked him who he wanted to make his girlfriend, he didn't know. This is a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-1201901404640347856?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1201901404640347856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1201901404640347856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1201901404640347856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1201901404640347856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-to-get-girlfriend.html' title='How to Get a Girlfriend...'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlbItPLrKIg/TZOQDR2kVMI/AAAAAAAAATk/QGpvA9hd0uQ/s72-c/SS852533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-722598321262427137</id><published>2011-03-25T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:27:41.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little one inside me...</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah I forgot to mention that we are expecting a new baby!!! The baby is due Aug 15ish. We are very excited. I will post more as details emerge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-722598321262427137?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/722598321262427137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=722598321262427137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/722598321262427137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/722598321262427137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-one-inside-me.html' title='The Little one inside me...'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-7800122280871837606</id><published>2011-03-19T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:07:20.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsey is 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlpbfoK534E/TeY4zENMiBI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ENez5DuIlX4/s1600/SS853123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613236435517474834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlpbfoK534E/TeY4zENMiBI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ENez5DuIlX4/s320/SS853123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V75jM9hv320/TeY4yy7QypI/AAAAAAAAAT8/0l3STukrlRE/s1600/SS853115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613236430878853778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V75jM9hv320/TeY4yy7QypI/AAAAAAAAAT8/0l3STukrlRE/s320/SS853115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't beleive it Lindsey Grace is 2 today. She is getting so big and so fun (most of the time)! She has such a big personality. She loves babies. (Let's hope those bodes well for the little one growing inside me.) She loves books. Read Please! Her favorite books are Hop on Pop and Oh Mr. Brown can Moo! She calls them Bwown and Hoppop. I love reading to her. She knows the sounds of almost the entire alphabet and learns new things everyday. She is really getting the hang of 2 and 3 word sentences. She adores her big brother and has him completely wrapped around her. She is finally sleeping through the night (mostly.) She loves music she LOVES to sing and tries to dance but she has her dads moves and my grace so while it is adorable not very technical. Sh elove sthe phone. I have no idea where she got that! So my little girl is 2 going on 20 and we just can't imagine our family without her, even when she is fully showing off just how 2 she is.&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/8529959452895800815-7800122280871837606?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/7800122280871837606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=7800122280871837606' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7800122280871837606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7800122280871837606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/03/lindsey-is-2.html' title='Lindsey is 2'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlpbfoK534E/TeY4zENMiBI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ENez5DuIlX4/s72-c/SS853123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5963165785016408022</id><published>2011-02-17T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T10:53:31.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post Old Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1PEbM-v7Co/TV1b469zB2I/AAAAAAAAATc/kzGktzJitPM/s1600/SS852843%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574712947213797218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1PEbM-v7Co/TV1b469zB2I/AAAAAAAAATc/kzGktzJitPM/s320/SS852843%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is last summer. My cute kids in front of the temple. Ahh, I just love these two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCzKJxXKxdY/TV1b4azu6xI/AAAAAAAAATU/SBgmf1mRaec/s1600/SS852655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574712938581650194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCzKJxXKxdY/TV1b4azu6xI/AAAAAAAAATU/SBgmf1mRaec/s320/SS852655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Mikey and Lindsey last May after the Cardston Kids Marathon. I love that Mikey put his medal on Lindsey. He is SUCH a good big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RGd42ROzyC4/TV1b4C5EzWI/AAAAAAAAATM/BZM-87KpXdQ/s1600/SS852911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574712932161604962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RGd42ROzyC4/TV1b4C5EzWI/AAAAAAAAATM/BZM-87KpXdQ/s320/SS852911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last summer. Lindsey at Matt's Grandpa's farm. She LOVED the kitties. The hat is from Don and Colette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xobwdT_BbzE/TV1b32iFbRI/AAAAAAAAATE/OdG-ISmF9lE/s1600/SS852889%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574712928843951378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xobwdT_BbzE/TV1b32iFbRI/AAAAAAAAATE/OdG-ISmF9lE/s320/SS852889%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mikey at the farm. ( A little less sure sbout the cats then Lindsey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tcwVrjjQxzw/TV1b3ehlJgI/AAAAAAAAAS8/OdgmaEQtYl4/s1600/SS852873%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574712922399385090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tcwVrjjQxzw/TV1b3ehlJgI/AAAAAAAAAS8/OdgmaEQtYl4/s320/SS852873%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the few I have of me so enjoy. (this was when I was still skinny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I figured I should probably put up somethin newish. My new pictures won't load so you will have to be satisfied with old ones!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-5963165785016408022?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5963165785016408022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5963165785016408022' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5963165785016408022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5963165785016408022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-post-old-pictures.html' title='New Post Old Pictures'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1PEbM-v7Co/TV1b469zB2I/AAAAAAAAATc/kzGktzJitPM/s72-c/SS852843%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-8590924467741552507</id><published>2011-02-16T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:08:28.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gPmA0xEJmw/TeY5xbqP4QI/AAAAAAAAAUM/dksvrmHUnm8/s1600/SS853114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613237506965233922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gPmA0xEJmw/TeY5xbqP4QI/AAAAAAAAAUM/dksvrmHUnm8/s320/SS853114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't even realize it had been so long. Minn I get why you bug me. I was going to post some pictures o Mikey reading to Lindsey in my bed, but my computer is frustrating. It was so sweet I had been getting housework done and went in to check on the kids. There they were on my bed reading together. Mikey loves reading and she loves being read to. He reads her Dr. Seuss because it is her favorite. I love my kids. Since those pictures didn't work here are some old ones that might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-8590924467741552507?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/8590924467741552507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=8590924467741552507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/8590924467741552507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/8590924467741552507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2011/02/long-time.html' title='Long time....'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gPmA0xEJmw/TeY5xbqP4QI/AAAAAAAAAUM/dksvrmHUnm8/s72-c/SS853114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-6005342381385822433</id><published>2010-10-21T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:30:51.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minn is 30!!!</title><content type='html'>Well there won't be pictures today because my computer is having issues but I wanted to get on and tell everyone that today is Marintha's birthday. I am so lucky to have such an amazing big sis. She is also my BEST friend. I feel bad for her because she was the oldest and I feel like she always made decissions for us and not for her. She would usually let me borrow her awsome big sister clothes even though there were strict rules and regulations to follow. She would let me come play with her when she was in college and she spent many nights taking me to N.C. She is Amazing she can make almost anything, her house always looks incredible and she is writing a book. She recently discovered she has a whole in her heart I think it is because her heart is so big it couldn't grow as fast as she was trying to make it. When we were growing up she would always make cards and gifts for any one who needed it. She would hand draw them. She is so amazing at drawing I think she won every art contest she ever entered. She is incredible! She is always thinking of other people and puts herself on the back burnrer. Anyway Sis, Happy Birthday!!! I love you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-6005342381385822433?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/6005342381385822433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=6005342381385822433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6005342381385822433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6005342381385822433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/10/minn-is-30.html' title='Minn is 30!!!'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-4128708263984379872</id><published>2010-09-03T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T20:28:47.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TIF6hCwpsUI/AAAAAAAAASc/6gIc7bAKT3A/s1600/SS852938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512822126973399362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TIF6hCwpsUI/AAAAAAAAASc/6gIc7bAKT3A/s320/SS852938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TIF6giSbRdI/AAAAAAAAASU/TjAoVy20FmM/s1600/SS852936+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512822118256690642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TIF6giSbRdI/AAAAAAAAASU/TjAoVy20FmM/s320/SS852936+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TIF6f9EUANI/AAAAAAAAASM/HkKSm_EzQJg/s1600/SS852944+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512822108265382098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TIF6f9EUANI/AAAAAAAAASM/HkKSm_EzQJg/s320/SS852944+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stole a page from marintha"s book and made this skirt for LINDSEY! I love the way it turned out! &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/8529959452895800815-4128708263984379872?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/4128708263984379872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=4128708263984379872' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/4128708263984379872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/4128708263984379872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-stole-page-from-marinthas-book-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TIF6hCwpsUI/AAAAAAAAASc/6gIc7bAKT3A/s72-c/SS852938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5018283001888250817</id><published>2010-07-05T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:06:58.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Vote counts</title><content type='html'>If you have the time I would sure appreciate it if you would go to &lt;a href="http://www.smalltownheroes.ca/"&gt;http://www.smalltownheroes.ca/&lt;/a&gt; and vote for Terry Trainer.  You can vote every 24 hours. Thanks!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-5018283001888250817?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5018283001888250817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5018283001888250817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5018283001888250817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5018283001888250817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/07/every-vote-counts.html' title='Every Vote counts'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5419081837361969930</id><published>2010-06-11T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T12:07:09.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not afraid of a little mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes down to it my kids will both get the job done Mikey isn't afraid to get his hands a little dirty and Lindsey will dive right on in. This was taken this morning. Mikey is doing homework. (A.K.A. practicing writing with foam soap on a board.) Lindsey is doing what she does best getting herself right into the middle of whatever is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TBKGODM2q7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/WCy4e-TQeNY/s1600/SS852592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481591272398826418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TBKGODM2q7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/WCy4e-TQeNY/s320/SS852592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TBKGNcCRl7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0rskmxUYZmM/s1600/SS852591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481591261885470642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TBKGNcCRl7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0rskmxUYZmM/s320/SS852591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tried to stop her but inthe end she won. But atleast I got a picture of it and since it is soap it was a clean mess. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482707027451431538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TBZ8_irHynI/AAAAAAAAARU/xTl-GtC1GmA/s320/SS852476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is so typical Lindsey.  You give her a moment to cause trouble and she will find a way.  She'll do it in a way that is soooo cute you can't even get mad.  I love this little girl so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482707043461115970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TBZ9AeUIMEI/AAAAAAAAARc/3XX1cUIdVeQ/s320/SS852477+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;One day I was moppi11n I turned around and there she was chest high in the mop water and loving it.   Ahhhh to be young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-5419081837361969930?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5419081837361969930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5419081837361969930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5419081837361969930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5419081837361969930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-afraid-of-little-mess.html' title='Not afraid of a little mess'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TBKGODM2q7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/WCy4e-TQeNY/s72-c/SS852592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5280279184482181278</id><published>2010-06-08T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T14:44:56.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My adorable little crazies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TA62wz2IHAI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2IrZ2smoKBU/s1600/SS852547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480518746223680514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TA62wz2IHAI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2IrZ2smoKBU/s320/SS852547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TA62wcUNcBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/fh_8dfakmcE/s1600/SS852563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480518739907407890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TA62wcUNcBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/fh_8dfakmcE/s320/SS852563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TA62v74yqvI/AAAAAAAAAQc/6Pd7qe-egz8/s1600/SS852531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480518731202472690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TA62v74yqvI/AAAAAAAAAQc/6Pd7qe-egz8/s320/SS852531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TA62vWQckZI/AAAAAAAAAQU/0pOp3ZHbPs4/s1600/SS852572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480518721101140370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TA62vWQckZI/AAAAAAAAAQU/0pOp3ZHbPs4/s320/SS852572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike's bithday was friday so I took some pictures of my adorable kids.  It is a good thing they are so cute because I am terrible at taking photos hope you enjoy.  They just look like the best of friends I love the look on their faces in the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-5280279184482181278?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5280279184482181278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5280279184482181278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5280279184482181278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5280279184482181278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-adorable-little-crazies.html' title='My adorable little crazies.'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/TA62wz2IHAI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2IrZ2smoKBU/s72-c/SS852547.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-7615193315308919988</id><published>2010-04-09T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:48:33.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S7_0jtB1f2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/mFGOYhprz9I/s1600/SS852352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458350167616225122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S7_0jtB1f2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/mFGOYhprz9I/s200/SS852352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S7_0jPes70I/AAAAAAAAAP8/FQEEPWEhgP0/s1600/SS852346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458350159684235074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S7_0jPes70I/AAAAAAAAAP8/FQEEPWEhgP0/s200/SS852346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S7_0ix_BL9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/rUX9UmGcORc/s1600/SS852369+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458350151766716370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S7_0ix_BL9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/rUX9UmGcORc/s200/SS852369+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try to make this pretty another day but for now you will just have to take what you get life has been crazy!!! So in no particular order here are some pics.&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/8529959452895800815-7615193315308919988?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/7615193315308919988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=7615193315308919988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7615193315308919988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7615193315308919988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/04/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S7_0jtB1f2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/mFGOYhprz9I/s72-c/SS852352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-6272857051517666928</id><published>2010-04-08T14:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T14:38:56.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing catch up</title><content type='html'>Well since it has been almost 2 months I figure I should write something.  Well actually Minn has been threatening me .  But here I am.  Well Lindsey turned one on the 19th of March.  I can't beleive how quickly the time flies.  It feels like she has always beena part of our family.  I can't imagine life without my tenacious little Lindsey.  This morning Mikey was hiding from herethen he told her it was her turn to hide so she squealed and hid under her crib it was so funny.  I peeked under and she was sitting there as proud as could be.  My how quickly they grow.  I'm not ready for how quickly they are changing.  Mikey is getting so big and fun.  i love his spirit so much he is always teaching mr and making me realize that the time and effort spent on teaching our children is worth it.  If Mike or I ever forget scripture study mikey is sure to remind us.  I think partially to get out of bed time.  Well that is the update.  Pictures may follow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-6272857051517666928?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/6272857051517666928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=6272857051517666928' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6272857051517666928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6272857051517666928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/04/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing catch up'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-6090656448452552406</id><published>2010-02-11T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T07:19:44.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsey has something to say...</title><content type='html'>jnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn y hbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb         mnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn       j nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn hnnnn7nnyh n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-6090656448452552406?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/6090656448452552406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=6090656448452552406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6090656448452552406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6090656448452552406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/02/lindsey-has-something-to-say.html' title='Lindsey has something to say...'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1099243348360685013</id><published>2010-02-11T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T07:18:51.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much new</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S3QfKg9lcYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UiMdQc_zqss/s1600-h/SS852315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437004915650425218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S3QfKg9lcYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UiMdQc_zqss/s200/SS852315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spending time together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S3QfJ5lEGpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/vGTmymyvPIY/s1600-h/SS852271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437004905078594194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S3QfJ5lEGpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/vGTmymyvPIY/s200/SS852271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Linds just lookin cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S3QfJbfB-gI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Swnr1ZuN91E/s1600-h/SS852282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437004897000225282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S3QfJbfB-gI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Swnr1ZuN91E/s200/SS852282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mikey trying to be a "man" &lt;div&gt;Not much new and exciting is happening around here. I had taken some pictures on monday for FHE ehow missing in action. Mikey wanted to make treats and take them to neighbors so we made Valentine rice krispy treats. He decided that him and Lindsey needed to put on costumes to go they looked so cute as a Dinosaur and a bee. Mikey has been real into Dino's again lately and has worn his costume all over.  Tuesday he and linds came with me to clean out the nursery cupboard.  He of course had to wear the costume.  Several people told me how cute he was walking to Peg's in it. (Peggy is also in the nursery and came to help and then Mikey went home with her for awhile.)&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/8529959452895800815-1099243348360685013?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1099243348360685013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1099243348360685013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1099243348360685013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1099243348360685013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-much-new.html' title='Not much new'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S3QfKg9lcYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UiMdQc_zqss/s72-c/SS852315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5242459495473924882</id><published>2010-02-11T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:54:05.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Capsule</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S3QcZMTUneI/AAAAAAAAAPM/twdl3Z_Qt3E/s1600-h/SS851863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437001869267607010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S3QcZMTUneI/AAAAAAAAAPM/twdl3Z_Qt3E/s200/SS851863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time Capsule---&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey Grace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blackmore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now-2010&lt;br /&gt;- is 9 months old&lt;br /&gt;- is walking/learning to walk&lt;br /&gt;- has 4 teeth and a few stubborn ones coming&lt;br /&gt;- still does not sleep through the night but is getting better&lt;br /&gt;- says Mom, Dad, Hi and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Buba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- likes the animal play set Mikey gave her for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;- is starting to dance, clap and wave&lt;br /&gt;- loves when dad comes home&lt;br /&gt;- can brighten the world with her smile&lt;br /&gt;- enjoys feeding herself&lt;br /&gt;- can seem quite mischievous&lt;br /&gt;-weighs about 17lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Blackmore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now-2010&lt;br /&gt;- is 4 years old&lt;br /&gt;- loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school&lt;br /&gt;- his teacher is Mrs. Baldwin&lt;br /&gt;- wants to learn to ride a bike&lt;br /&gt;- wants to learn to skate&lt;br /&gt;- is a big helper&lt;br /&gt;- loves transformers&lt;br /&gt;- is learning to read and very good for his age&lt;br /&gt;-has the first Article of Faith memorized and working on the second&lt;br /&gt;- weighs about 40 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom Krista Lyn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Blackmore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now-2010&lt;br /&gt;- is 26 years old&lt;br /&gt;- weighs 130&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stay at home mom&lt;br /&gt;- 2 kids&lt;br /&gt;- likes reading to my kids&lt;br /&gt;- is the nursery leader&lt;br /&gt;- learning to keep house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad Michael Douglas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Blackmore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now-2010&lt;br /&gt;- is 27 years old&lt;br /&gt;- works at Advantage oil and gas&lt;br /&gt;- is 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; counselor in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;YM&lt;/span&gt; presidency&lt;br /&gt;- plays hockey&lt;br /&gt;-Helping Mikey learn to ride a bike&lt;br /&gt;- just started MB Contracting Services Ltd.&lt;br /&gt;- Just bought the blue truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey Then-2015&lt;br /&gt;- will be 5 years old&lt;br /&gt;- will be in kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;- she might have hair&lt;br /&gt;-walking&lt;br /&gt;- probably still have a mischievous side&lt;br /&gt;- enjoying primary&lt;br /&gt;- learning new and exciting things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey Then-2015&lt;br /&gt;-will be 9 years old&lt;br /&gt;- will be in grade 4&lt;br /&gt;- will be baptized&lt;br /&gt;-will be in cub scouts&lt;br /&gt;- hopes to be playing Hockey&lt;br /&gt;- still a big helper&lt;br /&gt;- still be good to Lindsey&lt;br /&gt;- might take piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom Then-2015&lt;br /&gt;-will be 31 years old&lt;br /&gt;- which means have surpassed the big 3-0&lt;br /&gt;- may have 1 or 2 more kids&lt;br /&gt;- hope still at a healthy weight&lt;br /&gt;- hope to have learned to play piano&lt;br /&gt;- doing her chores&lt;br /&gt;- have more grey and wrinkles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad Then-2015&lt;br /&gt;- will be 32 years old&lt;br /&gt;- still working hard&lt;br /&gt;- still working at Advantage&lt;br /&gt;- pooped&lt;br /&gt;- all grey and old&lt;br /&gt;-still wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Currently in 2010&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Harper is Prime Minister&lt;br /&gt;Gas is $.90/liter&lt;br /&gt;Milk is about $4.19/4 Litres&lt;br /&gt;The us exchange rate is about $.97 on the dollar&lt;br /&gt;Mike predicts that in 5 years China will rule the world.&lt;br /&gt;Krista thinks that in five years things will be different but we will all still find happiness in living the gospel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-5242459495473924882?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5242459495473924882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5242459495473924882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5242459495473924882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5242459495473924882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-capsule.html' title='Time Capsule'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S3QcZMTUneI/AAAAAAAAAPM/twdl3Z_Qt3E/s72-c/SS851863.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-8524537580224824567</id><published>2010-01-30T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T14:49:37.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to a wonderful Women...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S2Szy8CC_hI/AAAAAAAAAPE/RgLHGmqEg4o/s1600-h/SS851026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432664738205203986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S2Szy8CC_hI/AAAAAAAAAPE/RgLHGmqEg4o/s200/SS851026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     Mom and Lindsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S2Szx1ebPiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fJhMhOqE2z8/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432664719265316386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S2Szx1ebPiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fJhMhOqE2z8/s200/scan0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   Mom as a young girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday mom. Today is my Mom's birthday.  I just wanted to take a moment and write some of my thoughts about her.  It is hard for me to know where to start so i will start with a poem I wrote for her about 10 years ago.  It is cheesy but that is what you get from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;              by: Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mother, Momma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madreas, Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angel, Warrior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comforter, Leader&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are so many things I could add to that list.  She is the one I call when I have good news or bad.  When I need applause or an answer.  There are not many people I know that are up to the task of raising 8 kids but my mom did it and she did it well.  I hope I can be as good a mom to my kids as she was to me.  She never missed a performance of mine.  Every night every assembly every silly in class performance she was there cheering me on.  During rehearsal she would bring me food.  She would stay up late at night to chat and to comfort us.  She was and is one of my best friends.  I was one of the few kids in high school he had a friendship with their mother.  I was a hard kid to raise but my mom was up for the fight.  When she didn't have an answer she would go to the Lord and she helped teach us to do the same.  There was many a time that she would tell me to pray and to make my own descission.  Even now she is there for me guiding the way.  What would I do wiothout my mom.  She is one of the most giving poeple I know.  Mom I love you.  Thanks for making me feel important and knowing how to put up with me.  Thanks for teaching me the gospel and loving me.  My mom was loved by all my friends and if she wasn' starting snowball/water fights you can bet she was finishing them.  I love you mom, Happy Birthday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I think it would be great if anyone out there wanted to leave comments for my mom to do that here at my site since she doesn't have her own and since she will read this she will know to check them.  &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/8529959452895800815-8524537580224824567?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/8524537580224824567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=8524537580224824567' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/8524537580224824567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/8524537580224824567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/01/tribute-to-wonderful-women.html' title='Tribute to a wonderful Women...'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/S2Szy8CC_hI/AAAAAAAAAPE/RgLHGmqEg4o/s72-c/SS851026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1716992162088239233</id><published>2010-01-23T13:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T13:07:15.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is probably dumb to post but I can't get ahold of any of my cheerleaders right now so I am telling all of you.  I just put on a pair of pants that I haven't been able to wear in six years. WAHOOO!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am here I will update a little.&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey is walking.  she is still shaky but she loves it.  Mikey is still a big helper and a great big bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come... I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-1716992162088239233?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1716992162088239233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1716992162088239233' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1716992162088239233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1716992162088239233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-probably-dumb-to-post-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1695302259371208565</id><published>2009-12-09T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:48:09.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SyAMsDgY3bI/AAAAAAAAAOs/exGppwsdKBM/s1600-h/SS850013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413340703094267314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SyAMsDgY3bI/AAAAAAAAAOs/exGppwsdKBM/s200/SS850013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SyAMrzttSZI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MNdciHY8RDU/s1600-h/SS850017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413340698855164306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SyAMrzttSZI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MNdciHY8RDU/s200/SS850017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SyAMraYXHEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/0ipwOq-WYgc/s1600-h/SS850014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413340692054744130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SyAMraYXHEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/0ipwOq-WYgc/s200/SS850014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SyAMqx8tReI/AAAAAAAAAOU/EtreZbt3ENI/s1600-h/SS850013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413340681201337826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SyAMqx8tReI/AAAAAAAAAOU/EtreZbt3ENI/s200/SS850013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SyAMqZPBiwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/OrAia8pTeTg/s1600-h/SS850012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413340674567277314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SyAMqZPBiwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/OrAia8pTeTg/s200/SS850012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Found these old pictures and they were SOOOO cute that I just had to post them.  Enjoy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-1695302259371208565?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1695302259371208565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1695302259371208565' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1695302259371208565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1695302259371208565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/12/old-pics.html' title='Old Pics'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SyAMsDgY3bI/AAAAAAAAAOs/exGppwsdKBM/s72-c/SS850013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-2404117041902023284</id><published>2009-12-06T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:33:00.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowed in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SxxoU_zsIFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9WXDPid-DUI/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412315562127401042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SxxoU_zsIFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9WXDPid-DUI/s200/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SxxoUiHjbOI/AAAAAAAAAN8/f3VSUO1ifHw/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412315554157653218" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SxxoUiHjbOI/AAAAAAAAAN8/f3VSUO1ifHw/s200/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I was really starting to think that Canada " the great white north " was a myth or a lie they told people to keep them away or maybe a folk story made up to keep the kiddies in awe. But it has happened my first real live Canadian blizzard. Where not even the plows dare to go at first. The last few days have been "interesting" We have had about 3 feet of snow but it is driftingso there is no way to tell how much we have really gotten. Th last two days my hubby had to remove about a foot or so of snow to open the screen. My front door is up the stairs so that is quite a sight. Well I most definately have cabin fever. But don't worry I have only slightly lost my mind. Mad mad crazy mad... angry mad, no crazy mad. bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is some proof of the genius that has come of my madness I call it the Canadian hands free device.  (Well the above pictures were supposed to go here but I can't figure out how so just scroll up and enjoy the beauty of my madness once again.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are now wondering where one finds such a lovely head accesory and I cannot tell you.  This one was found in my basement yesterday when we chose to spend are snow day cleaning up.  It was Mike's in his younger years.  But we are getting rid of it so if you desire to own it let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off -Kate!!!!  Mwahahahahaahhaaaaa.&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/8529959452895800815-2404117041902023284?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/2404117041902023284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=2404117041902023284' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2404117041902023284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2404117041902023284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowed-in.html' title='Snowed in'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SxxoU_zsIFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9WXDPid-DUI/s72-c/DSC00013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-693820465620035087</id><published>2009-11-11T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:56:38.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bithday Lisa!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SvsaOK-ko_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/WolS3hGZ7fU/s1600-h/SS851102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402941008728335346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SvsaOK-ko_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/WolS3hGZ7fU/s200/SS851102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SvsaNeBlpoI/AAAAAAAAANs/_F-wI7HGn0k/s1600-h/NKOTB+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402940996661388930" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SvsaNeBlpoI/AAAAAAAAANs/_F-wI7HGn0k/s200/NKOTB+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SvsaNI3_QyI/AAAAAAAAANk/qN7TQJrp-Wc/s1600-h/NKOTB+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402940990983979810" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SvsaNI3_QyI/AAAAAAAAANk/qN7TQJrp-Wc/s200/NKOTB+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am aware that my blogging is terrible. I will try to get somethings done today!! But First Happy Birthday Lisa!!!! I hope your birthday was wonderful. I hope that it was all you could dream of. It probably wasn't because lets face it birthdays are usually boring when you are a mom. But this weekend will be great. Lisa you are so amazing if you weren't so could at making me feel good about myself you would make me feel like crap. I am pretty sure there is nothing you aren't able to do. You are such a good host you cook well and make food fun. and we don't even have to mention how wonderful you sew. Last year I wrote about my favorite memories and those haven't changed but now I can add the NKOTB concert. And when you came to visit. you have always benn so forgiving and thoughtful. I love you and Ihope you know that.&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/8529959452895800815-693820465620035087?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/693820465620035087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=693820465620035087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/693820465620035087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/693820465620035087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-bithday-lisa.html' title='Happy Bithday Lisa!!!'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SvsaOK-ko_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/WolS3hGZ7fU/s72-c/SS851102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5533867393971145437</id><published>2009-10-22T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:29:09.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sis!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SuCIHX5UA6I/AAAAAAAAANc/U88VbLDEqsc/s1600-h/NKOTB+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395462013844718498" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SuCIHX5UA6I/AAAAAAAAANc/U88VbLDEqsc/s200/NKOTB+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SuCIG9vY_MI/AAAAAAAAANU/M9_LvuicBFk/s1600-h/NKOTB+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395462006823779522" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SuCIG9vY_MI/AAAAAAAAANU/M9_LvuicBFk/s200/NKOTB+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SuCIGQLI73I/AAAAAAAAANM/oS1OKkphdrU/s1600-h/SS851102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395461994592137074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SuCIGQLI73I/AAAAAAAAANM/oS1OKkphdrU/s200/SS851102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well once again my posting is inspired by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marintha&lt;/span&gt;. Yesterday My oldest sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marintha&lt;/span&gt; had her birthday. If I was a good blogger I would have done this yesterday, but I'm not so you get what you get. I'm not even sure where to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;startMarintha&lt;/span&gt; has so many great talents she is amazing. I don't know what I would do without her. I talk to her almost everyday. I think my hubby is probably glad that we live so far away because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rthink&lt;/span&gt; I would be tempted to be near her everyday. She is incredible. She is an amazing mom. Her kids are very smart and always look super cute. She does fun holiday themed food for her family. She is always thinking of others. She makes amazing bows. (for evidence of this just look at some of Lindsey bows). She is so funny. She is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sphyciatrist&lt;/span&gt;. And to be honest she is my very best girlfriend. I would truly be lost without her. She is so much fun. Growing up she always had the best ideas. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pantsing&lt;/span&gt; wars and N.C. Sometimes me and her would dress up and gone on quests late at night. It was a blast especially when it was windy. She always had the best clothes and shoes to wear and if I signed my life away she would let me borrow them. She has always taken such good care of her younger siblings. Maybe that has something to do with being the oldest of 8 but I have a hard time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;believing&lt;/span&gt; that other big sisters take care of the wee young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;uns&lt;/span&gt; like she does. Once when I was in Jr. High and struggling to find myself so made her own wrapping paper by drawing a beautiful picture on some white paper and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wrapped&lt;/span&gt; up a huge stuffed animal for me and then she wrote me an amazing letter. I still have the wrapping paper and letter. i should have kept the bear but I am not as good as Minn. It mad e such a huge difference. Now I am going to divulge some information that she may not know. One year for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; her and my sister Lisa did a twelve days of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; for me. They were so sneaky I tried so hard to catch the culprit but couldn't . It made me feel so special. It was really fun. I never would have known it was them either except on the last day they gave me a Barbie, Barbie kids, and some Barbie things and the box they put them in was a shoe box from a pair of shoes Minn had that I loved. I never could spoil it for them so I just pretended I didn't know. But I figure enough time has past that I can Thank them without it ruining the fun they had. Minn also formed a secret club with us younger sisters to raise money for my parents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt;. She always helped me too look and feel special. I could go on and on but I think you all get the idea of how wonderful she is.&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/8529959452895800815-5533867393971145437?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5533867393971145437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5533867393971145437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5533867393971145437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5533867393971145437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-sis.html' title='Happy Birthday Sis!!!!'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SuCIHX5UA6I/AAAAAAAAANc/U88VbLDEqsc/s72-c/NKOTB+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-8250754695038280339</id><published>2009-10-08T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:05:36.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Ss5ShCvyLdI/AAAAAAAAANE/7j-hjbXcNeY/s1600-h/SS852117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390336531635514834" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Ss5ShCvyLdI/AAAAAAAAANE/7j-hjbXcNeY/s200/SS852117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Ss5Sgq1E-jI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wORwcIPkePM/s1600-h/SS852115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390336525215267378" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Ss5Sgq1E-jI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wORwcIPkePM/s200/SS852115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Ss5SgOSQb8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/8kaXXrNIZKU/s1600-h/SS852104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390336517553024962" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Ss5SgOSQb8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/8kaXXrNIZKU/s200/SS852104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Ss5SfTGvexI/AAAAAAAAAMs/mX34Bc70N9s/s1600-h/SS852101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390336501667035922" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Ss5SfTGvexI/AAAAAAAAAMs/mX34Bc70N9s/s200/SS852101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my kidlets.  The top are Mikey running in the snow yes that is what it looked like and yes that was what he was wearing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next is Lindsey it is mostly for Marintha.  Enjoy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-8250754695038280339?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/8250754695038280339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=8250754695038280339' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/8250754695038280339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/8250754695038280339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-are-my-kidlets.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Ss5ShCvyLdI/AAAAAAAAANE/7j-hjbXcNeY/s72-c/SS852117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-6343127896728632126</id><published>2009-10-06T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:13:30.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrots anyone?...</title><content type='html'>Well fall has come.  Time to harvest the garden and get ready for the winter.  We pulled all our carrots and now what to do with them.  We ate some froze some saved some in the fridge, made baby food and shared with neighbnors.   Here is what it looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SsukHeL7M_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/0oJ9qw4w2Ns/s1600-h/SS852106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389581827348050930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SsukHeL7M_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/0oJ9qw4w2Ns/s200/SS852106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture doesn't seem to show how many it felt like there were.  My hands were orange.  But I will have lots of yummy garden carrots.  YAY!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-6343127896728632126?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/6343127896728632126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=6343127896728632126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6343127896728632126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6343127896728632126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/10/carrots-anyone.html' title='Carrots anyone?...'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SsukHeL7M_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/0oJ9qw4w2Ns/s72-c/SS852106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-265310506598674670</id><published>2009-09-26T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:04:03.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsey @ 6 months pt.2</title><content type='html'>Thanks to all of you who participated in my last post.  B and C are Lindsey and A and D are Mikey.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of Lindsey taken earlier that day.  I know there are lots and they are quite similar but I think this shows some of her many faces.  These were all taken in just a few moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey Grace Blackmore 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5GXXCobVI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0HJrRcjkkdM/s1600-h/SS852057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385819571517680978" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5GXXCobVI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0HJrRcjkkdM/s200/SS852057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5GW2eeu9I/AAAAAAAAALs/fNN7loUYMks/s1600-h/SS852056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385819562776116178" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5GW2eeu9I/AAAAAAAAALs/fNN7loUYMks/s200/SS852056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5GWsfUMMI/AAAAAAAAALk/QESD1ezlLGQ/s1600-h/SS852055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385819560095264962" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5GWsfUMMI/AAAAAAAAALk/QESD1ezlLGQ/s200/SS852055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5GV-Hb5jI/AAAAAAAAALc/Wo3qga4DPsI/s1600-h/SS852052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385819547647075890" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5GV-Hb5jI/AAAAAAAAALc/Wo3qga4DPsI/s200/SS852052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5GVSFzm8I/AAAAAAAAALU/EzXJWrkQQjA/s1600-h/SS852051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385819535829081026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5GVSFzm8I/AAAAAAAAALU/EzXJWrkQQjA/s200/SS852051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5EM8_gDRI/AAAAAAAAALM/Xfgt8DLEmbE/s1600-h/SS852054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385817193703279890" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5EM8_gDRI/AAAAAAAAALM/Xfgt8DLEmbE/s200/SS852054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5ELux-GFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dyNEUxqnuvI/s1600-h/SS852053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385817172708563026" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5ELux-GFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dyNEUxqnuvI/s200/SS852053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Minn: something about this last one reminds me of Lucy.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just over 25 inches long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weighs 14 pounds and 8 ounces (has not yet doubled her birth weight.  Do I need to worry?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is much more chatty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves playing with sounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scoots and rolls like a pro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way too close to crawling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can stand with help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves playing with and watching Mikey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has started eating solid foods&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/8529959452895800815-265310506598674670?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/265310506598674670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=265310506598674670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/265310506598674670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/265310506598674670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/09/lindsey-6-months-pt2.html' title='Lindsey @ 6 months pt.2'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sr5GXXCobVI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0HJrRcjkkdM/s72-c/SS852057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-4924676716524366149</id><published>2009-09-21T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T09:37:18.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A game to celebrate Lindsey @ 6 months...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sreqwjd7SdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/abMYRT2zmHM/s1600-h/Mikey+6+months+with+tape+measure.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383959630675921362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sreqwjd7SdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/abMYRT2zmHM/s200/Mikey+6+months+with+tape+measure.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SreqwI-LjMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/5thxNvLrwqU/s1600-h/SS852063+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383959623563447490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SreqwI-LjMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/5thxNvLrwqU/s200/SS852063+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SreqvePs7kI/AAAAAAAAAKU/b66SoQnEpug/s1600-h/SS852064+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383959612094213698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SreqvePs7kI/AAAAAAAAAKU/b66SoQnEpug/s200/SS852064+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrequsEN3tI/AAAAAAAAAKM/eAVoe4q0ibQ/s1600-h/Mikey+6+months+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383959598624267986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrequsEN3tI/AAAAAAAAAKM/eAVoe4q0ibQ/s200/Mikey+6+months+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lindsey is six months old!!!! I can't beleive it. My Baby Girl is growing up so fast. I was taking pictures and decided to play a game. I took some pictures of Lindsey like the ones of Mikey and I want to see who can tell the difference. Don't cheat. Don't view old posts. It is just for fun. Tomorrow (or sometime in the near future) I will tell who is who and post about Lindsey at 6 months. Have fun, and remember to be honest. Start at the top as picture A and to the bottom D.  Two are Mike two are Linds.  Good Luck!!!&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/8529959452895800815-4924676716524366149?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/4924676716524366149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=4924676716524366149' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/4924676716524366149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/4924676716524366149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/09/game-to-celebrate-lindsey-6-months.html' title='A game to celebrate Lindsey @ 6 months...'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sreqwjd7SdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/abMYRT2zmHM/s72-c/Mikey+6+months+with+tape+measure.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1921340543683486791</id><published>2009-09-17T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:14:56.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKmUdZIlwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/PM3alLKeu84/s1600-h/SS851862+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382547375078807298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKmUdZIlwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/PM3alLKeu84/s200/SS851862+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKmT_ThezI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XEQZdRUgZYA/s1600-h/SS851905+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382547367002209074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKmT_ThezI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/XEQZdRUgZYA/s200/SS851905+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKmTCvJ2UI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/02XHKBfb5GI/s1600-h/SS851857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382547350743537986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKmTCvJ2UI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/02XHKBfb5GI/s200/SS851857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKmSh7jgkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/51GcC8tDM-Y/s1600-h/SS851849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382547341937181250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKmSh7jgkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/51GcC8tDM-Y/s200/SS851849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have to say that I really love my kids. I love watching them grow and learn and discover. I love watching them together and watching them when they don't know I'm there. I love being a mom.&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/8529959452895800815-1921340543683486791?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1921340543683486791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1921340543683486791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1921340543683486791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1921340543683486791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-have-to-say-that-i-really-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKmUdZIlwI/AAAAAAAAAKE/PM3alLKeu84/s72-c/SS851862+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-7680914298931554856</id><published>2009-09-16T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:05:35.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKjrjpYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/vGzDq3se9Tc/s1600-h/SS852007+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382544473359650450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKjrjpYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/vGzDq3se9Tc/s200/SS852007+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKjrAtFAkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5HuNIlxxJDE/s1600-h/SS852006+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382544463979938370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKjrAtFAkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5HuNIlxxJDE/s200/SS852006+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKjqc3aWNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/b2OoJU3HDSw/s1600-h/SS852004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382544454359603410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKjqc3aWNI/AAAAAAAAAJU/b2OoJU3HDSw/s200/SS852004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to School...&lt;br /&gt;Well it has been a week since Mikey started school and this is the first chance that I have taken to blog. I am surprised at how hard it was to leave him. I am also surprised at how hard it was for him when it was time for me to leave, but we both survived. By the end of the day he decided that he loves school. (Especially when he gets to stay and play on the playground.)&lt;br /&gt;I also went back to school this week. I started a class at LCC last night. I am taking the Orientation to Child Care or Level 1. I am not sure which was harder going back to school or sending him to school. I was so nervous but it all turned out great. We all survived.&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/8529959452895800815-7680914298931554856?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/7680914298931554856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=7680914298931554856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7680914298931554856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7680914298931554856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school...'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SrKjrjpYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/vGzDq3se9Tc/s72-c/SS852007+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-7489486938739749176</id><published>2009-08-26T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:57:17.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SpVoGI2fMeI/AAAAAAAAAJM/t9uHQtqLm1A/s1600-h/SS851797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374316185001079266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SpVoGI2fMeI/AAAAAAAAAJM/t9uHQtqLm1A/s200/SS851797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One Day Mikey made a dog house out of a sheet on the table and some blankets and pillows underneath.  Mikey wanted Lindsey to play with him.  This is a picture of my two puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SpVoFm2d2-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/za-McQrakCs/s1600-h/SS851779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374316175874186210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SpVoFm2d2-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/za-McQrakCs/s200/SS851779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One Sunday Mikey was helping me get Lindsey ready he wanted to brush her hair so that she looked nice.  I just had to have a picture.  I love the look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374316166001691458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SpVoFCEri0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/J95aDdypyTU/s200/SS851759+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is Lindsey's cheesy grin.  I love it.  She smiles this way quite often, especially when she thinks she is alone and then you talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SpVoEiTcvgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Lo0BK2Cqo5o/s1600-h/SS851762+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374316157473701378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SpVoEiTcvgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Lo0BK2Cqo5o/s200/SS851762+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike has been halping Mikey try to learn to ride his own bike without training wheels but for some reason he can't get the pedal when you let go thing.  He can do great with the training wheels on and he can do fine if Mike touches the bike but as soon as he lets go Mikey quits pedaling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-7489486938739749176?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/7489486938739749176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=7489486938739749176' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7489486938739749176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7489486938739749176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-day-mikey-made-dog-house-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SpVoGI2fMeI/AAAAAAAAAJM/t9uHQtqLm1A/s72-c/SS851797.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-7189583068036277070</id><published>2009-08-25T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:55:02.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Minn I know you want photos and I will try later.  I just thought I would get on so that mom would quit gossiping about how poorly I blog.  I am really not quite sure what to write.  Life is good. My kids are growing SOO fast I can't beleive it.  Today I went to a pool party at the local pool.  Me amd one of the other moms were talking about our hate of bathing suites.  I made a comment about remembering when I didn't have kids and didn't hate my body and she said " you should love your body more now that it has done something for you."  It really made me think and so while I wish I was better at taking care of my body I can say that I am grateful for my body and the two beautiful kids it created.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-7189583068036277070?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/7189583068036277070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=7189583068036277070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7189583068036277070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7189583068036277070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/08/minn-i-know-you-want-photos-and-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-689098362485171607</id><published>2009-08-06T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:39:55.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics for Minn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SnuhjWMpXNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6T4jLIMECdQ/s1600-h/SS851735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367061009568193746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SnuhjWMpXNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6T4jLIMECdQ/s200/SS851735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (the shirts are from my friend Holli they say "little sister" and "big brother")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Snuhi-UUk_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/bQKxL-Z2AXQ/s1600-h/SS851754+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367061003157935090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Snuhi-UUk_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/bQKxL-Z2AXQ/s200/SS851754+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mikey and Lindsey playing dress-ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't posted in awhile so here are some pics for Minn.&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/8529959452895800815-689098362485171607?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/689098362485171607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=689098362485171607' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/689098362485171607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/689098362485171607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/08/pics-for-minn.html' title='pics for Minn'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SnuhjWMpXNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6T4jLIMECdQ/s72-c/SS851735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-549396443727443575</id><published>2009-07-16T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:13:34.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsey pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9RneG8z6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ybx0rTWtbmk/s1600-h/LindseyNBdana+218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359091820133142434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9RneG8z6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ybx0rTWtbmk/s200/LindseyNBdana+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9RnCup7nI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rwzFeGcnyiU/s1600-h/LindseyNBdana+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359091812783484530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9RnCup7nI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rwzFeGcnyiU/s200/LindseyNBdana+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9PdCYtpnI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Tb3kQotFETg/s1600-h/LindseyNBdana+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359089441869506162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9PdCYtpnI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Tb3kQotFETg/s200/LindseyNBdana+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9Pc0fm4II/AAAAAAAAAIE/szl7OSvjcxc/s1600-h/LindseyNBdana+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359089438140326018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9Pc0fm4II/AAAAAAAAAIE/szl7OSvjcxc/s200/LindseyNBdana+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9PcYpCE8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ACAJVkgurZQ/s1600-h/LindseyNBdana+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359089430663664578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9PcYpCE8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ACAJVkgurZQ/s200/LindseyNBdana+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9PcI0Uu5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/pfWPyleMxrU/s1600-h/LindseyNBdana+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359089426416057234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9PcI0Uu5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/pfWPyleMxrU/s200/LindseyNBdana+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9Pbi8dy1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/p9oNCecNxbI/s1600-h/LindseyNBdana+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359089416249658194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9Pbi8dy1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/p9oNCecNxbI/s200/LindseyNBdana+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it has been quite awhile and I don't even know what to say mostly I just wanted to post the New Born Pictures my friend Dana took. Her website is &lt;a href="http://photographydana.com/"&gt;http://photographydana.com/&lt;/a&gt;. I think she did a beutiful job. Here are a few. Enjoy!!!&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/8529959452895800815-549396443727443575?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/549396443727443575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=549396443727443575' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/549396443727443575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/549396443727443575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/07/lindsey-pics.html' title='Lindsey pics'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sl9RneG8z6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ybx0rTWtbmk/s72-c/LindseyNBdana+218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-3484188480110553056</id><published>2009-05-30T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:17:33.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mikey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SiGwMW7QRrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Wunua6fW3mE/s1600-h/baby+mike+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341744359397148338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SiGwMW7QRrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Wunua6fW3mE/s200/baby+mike+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SiGwMIVulnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/igj0q7upksg/s1600-h/Family+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341744355481654898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SiGwMIVulnI/AAAAAAAAAHc/igj0q7upksg/s200/Family+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SiGwL5v2iII/AAAAAAAAAHU/B_0ZergcvvI/s1600-h/Family+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341744351564695682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SiGwL5v2iII/AAAAAAAAAHU/B_0ZergcvvI/s200/Family+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SiGwLrEjIoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1sA8qKZrwEo/s1600-h/SS851194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341744347624972930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SiGwLrEjIoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1sA8qKZrwEo/s200/SS851194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well My little Bear is four years old. My how the time does fly. I am not going to put that this is late because Thrsday I was with him having fun. (Well for the most part.) There are so many things I want to and could say about him but I am in the middle of making cake for his Birthday party tomorrow with the fam. I will however list four of my favorite things about him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. His songs. He is always singing. He always has. efore he could talk he would coo to the hymns. He sings all the time sometimes they are real songs sometimes they are totally made up and sometimes they are both. Real tunes with new woerds or vice versa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The things he says. This was going to be two categories but I go selfish. Her has the sweetest compliments. Just today he told me that"I'm a real good denius". Sometimes he makes up words such as "quater to foshen" and sometimes he mixes up words constenation instead of constellation. But I love that he speaks so well because it gives me a little glimpse of what goes on in his head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. His imagination. He is so fun to watch when he is playing. I love when he shares his world with me. I love his stories and ideas for the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. His hugs. He is so sweet to us. He always has the best hugs. It is so fun to watch him love on Lindsey even if I do fear for her at times. His hugs definately make the world feel like a better place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SiGvGkzH7gI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dQ1ePeHpwcw/s1600-h/baby+mike+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-3484188480110553056?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/3484188480110553056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=3484188480110553056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3484188480110553056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3484188480110553056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-mikey.html' title='Happy Birthday Mikey'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SiGwMW7QRrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Wunua6fW3mE/s72-c/baby+mike+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-7792460755497677138</id><published>2009-05-19T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:23:48.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Lindsey</title><content type='html'>Lindsey doesn't have just one nickname, she has several. It is often Sister, princess, Baby Girl, or Princess Pea. Today she is two months old. I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how quickly the time passes. She had her first set of immunizations today. I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; she is big enough for her shots. (wipe a tear.) Mikey never cried when he got his shots until he was much older. He just got this look on his face like "Mom, why are you letting her do this to me." Well Lindsey is a different story she howled like the world was coming to an end. She was not pleased. But all it took was the trusty old soother and some momma love and she was soothed to her happy little self. She even gave me a sweet Lindsey smile. Today she is 10lbs 13 oz. she is 22.5inches. She is right on the 50% mark for head weight and height. The nurse told me to be proud of my nice balanced baby. Isn't funny the things we pride ourselves and our babies on at this age. Like burping and pooping. I always laugh when I catch myself melting all over her for behaviours we get on Mikey for e.g. burping, passing gas, and messing in her pants. Oh how time changes. Mikey was so sweet to her when he found out that she had to get shots. "Oh sis, I'm sorry." " I love you". Next time the whole family has to go. Mike and I have boosters, Mikey has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;school shots&lt;/span&gt; and Lindsey has her four month shots. It should be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-7792460755497677138?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/7792460755497677138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=7792460755497677138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7792460755497677138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7792460755497677138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-lindsey.html' title='Little Lindsey'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1344185704201993654</id><published>2009-05-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:34:54.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SgzivfCIJPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/f7OsbCw8ZjM/s1600-h/SS850980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335888963939345650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SgzivfCIJPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/f7OsbCw8ZjM/s200/SS850980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SgzivBNK1tI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vVyCuzm-Ax4/s1600-h/baby+mike+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335888955932595922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SgzivBNK1tI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vVyCuzm-Ax4/s200/baby+mike+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure how it started but I have always called Mikey Little Bear (or baby bear or just bear). But that is what he is lately I call him Bear more and more. He is such a sweet kid. The other day I overheard him making up a song for Lindsey. It went something like this: I love you Lindsey Grace Little babe for days and weeks weeks and days and days and days and daysand days.... It was so sweet then he came running in to me with a huge grin on his face and informed me that he had sang a song for sister and she smiled. It was so cute how excited he was. And so I try to remember this on days when he is trying to cover her mouth to get her to quit crying or he tries to lay on her or any other forms of rough love she has to endure. I can't beleive my "little" Bear will be four in two weeks. The time has flown by. I can still remember holding him when he was Lindseys size. I could never understand how Lisa could be baby hungry when she still had a baby, and while I still think she is crazy I understand it better when I see how quickly Lindsey is growing at her 6 week checkup she was 10'7'' way too big. WAY too big.&lt;br /&gt;And on another note: Adria --Marintha made the bow not me she is amazing. And the onesie is just wonderunder and felt. So easy I can show you in July when you come if you'd like!!!&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/8529959452895800815-1344185704201993654?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1344185704201993654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1344185704201993654' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1344185704201993654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1344185704201993654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-little-bear.html' title='My little bear'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SgzivfCIJPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/f7OsbCw8ZjM/s72-c/SS850980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-6295338009002585667</id><published>2009-04-27T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T14:42:17.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go FLAMES GO!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sfd1Gv-uX_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/iksSgy6X3dY/s1600-h/SS851104+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329857442835488754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sfd1Gv-uX_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/iksSgy6X3dY/s200/SS851104+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sfd1GAcGWRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Vnfo2W0QUzg/s1600-h/SS851114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329857430073792786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sfd1GAcGWRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Vnfo2W0QUzg/s200/SS851114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sfd1GF7MF-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ILiqVLABbgI/s1600-h/SS851113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329857431546370018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sfd1GF7MF-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ILiqVLABbgI/s200/SS851113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sfd1FzfQahI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yWnettdElkY/s1600-h/SS851157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329857426597374482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sfd1FzfQahI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yWnettdElkY/s200/SS851157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sfd1FkP7BmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/--JEsMTQteI/s1600-h/SS851120+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329857422506526306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sfd1FkP7BmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/--JEsMTQteI/s200/SS851120+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I am such a slacker. There has been so much I have wanted to blog about but failed to. Mostly I have some pictures that I want to share. The Calgary Flames are in the first roiund of the Stanley Cup Playoffs right now against the Chicago Blackhawks. Last Wed. and Sat. Mike set up a hangout at Dave's drive-in to watch the game. Wed. we went as a family and as a fan felt the need to dress the fam appropriately. Sat. Mikey spent the night at Grandmas so it was just Mike, Lindsey and I. I made Lindsey a onesie to wear. It was fun on Wed. and Sat. it was nice to spend some time with Mike. Now I am a Flames fan through marriage but I feel I have done a fairly good job in this role my evidence is this.&lt;br /&gt;#1- I picked where to go on our honeymoon based on where they were playing so that we could go to a game.&lt;br /&gt;#2-A few years ago we went to a golf party and I won a hat and some balls. They were also giving a wear a flames hat signed by Robyn Regehr. The guy who won it was from Montana and had NO idea who he nor the Flames were I asked him to trade and he did. I feel this act was enough to put me in league with good hockey fan wives.&lt;br /&gt;#3-In an effort to get my hubby a good b-day present I combined his two fav. past times golf and hockey and got him a golf Flames shirt. I long ago would have gotten him a hockey sweater(jersey) but this is something he would not appreciate as much from me as from someone he wasn't supporting financially.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy the pics (coming soon I am in the process of loading them as I type)&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/8529959452895800815-6295338009002585667?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/6295338009002585667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=6295338009002585667' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6295338009002585667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6295338009002585667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-flames-go.html' title='Go FLAMES GO!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sfd1Gv-uX_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/iksSgy6X3dY/s72-c/SS851104+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-3130029039896668117</id><published>2009-04-16T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:15:18.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE SPRING!!!</title><content type='html'>I am loving the warmer weather.  Although the other night it snowed which put a damper on things but the snow is gone and the sun is once again shining.  Mikey and I got a bunch of things done outside including hanging the laundry on the line.  I LOVE SPRING.  Oh what a glorious feeling!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-3130029039896668117?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/3130029039896668117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=3130029039896668117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3130029039896668117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3130029039896668117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-spring.html' title='I LOVE SPRING!!!'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1776154375633854670</id><published>2009-04-02T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:44:54.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SdUw0ZYWd7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/qEHLukzXkXw/s1600-h/SS851051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320212211532462002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SdUw0ZYWd7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/qEHLukzXkXw/s200/SS851051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I Love this picture.  Mikey loves holding Lindsey this way.  It is so much fun to see them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SdUw0B7fsvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/z96dayGUkaI/s1600-h/SS851046+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320212205237416690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SdUw0B7fsvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/z96dayGUkaI/s200/SS851046+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Aunt Di gave Mikey the shirt he is wearing it says "I'm the big brother"  He would ask me to wash it almost as soon as it was off.  He is so proud to be a big bro and takes good care of her.  One night our neighbor Jeff (he's 17 or 18) came over to see her.  Mikey was in bed when he left and he told me he hoped Jeff didn't take her home.  I assured him he didn't but he was still a bit concerned.  He is so funny.&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/8529959452895800815-1776154375633854670?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1776154375633854670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1776154375633854670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1776154375633854670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1776154375633854670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SdUw0ZYWd7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/qEHLukzXkXw/s72-c/SS851051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-7231110301854790129</id><published>2009-03-21T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:00:14.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsey Grace Blackmore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/ScWpehBiFGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_09SS9mX9eE/s1600-h/SS851014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841276906706018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/ScWpehBiFGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_09SS9mX9eE/s200/SS851014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/ScWpeUo_uVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dlqr8D9iDRA/s1600-h/SS851009+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841273582565714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/ScWpeUo_uVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dlqr8D9iDRA/s200/SS851009+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/ScWpd4hMjdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/J248qJh6PPQ/s1600-h/SS851005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841266033659346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/ScWpd4hMjdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/J248qJh6PPQ/s200/SS851005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/ScWpd8iBqkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/r9ad7PU8kbM/s1600-h/SS850997+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841267110881858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/ScWpd8iBqkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/r9ad7PU8kbM/s200/SS850997+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/ScWpdR-y9fI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GB4Pyfnae2k/s1600-h/SS851020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841255688828402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/ScWpdR-y9fI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GB4Pyfnae2k/s200/SS851020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Minn for posting for me. We named her Lindsey Grace Blackmore. We are enjoying all the fun of a newborn. We are both well . Here are some pics. If you have any questions just ask. There are none from the hospital yet. They are on Grandma Blackmore's camera but I will post them when I get them.&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/8529959452895800815-7231110301854790129?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/7231110301854790129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=7231110301854790129' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7231110301854790129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7231110301854790129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/03/lindsey-grace-blackmore.html' title='Lindsey Grace Blackmore'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/ScWpehBiFGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_09SS9mX9eE/s72-c/SS851014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5591077131928951412</id><published>2009-03-19T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:24:10.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She is here!</title><content type='html'>This is Marintha (Krista's sister) posting the news for her, since she is in the hospital! Hopefully I say what she wants, but she can change it later!&lt;br /&gt;They haven't decided which name they want yet, but she was born at 11:38 am! She weighs 7 lbs. and 14 oz.! She is 21 inches long!&lt;br /&gt;Mom and baby ate doing well! I guess Krista did it all with out an epidural! She rocks! I will let her put more information on that later, but I just wanted to let all her friends and readers know she had the baby! I am so excited, and can't wait to see her!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-5591077131928951412?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5591077131928951412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5591077131928951412' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5591077131928951412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5591077131928951412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-is-here.html' title='She is here!'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1866966120659226371</id><published>2009-03-13T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:35:01.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memory lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.frogstore.com/images/n1872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.frogstore.com/images/n1872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on the phone yesterday with my mom and she reminded me of a fun memory. I think it was in grade 8 (Joni you will have to let me know if this is correct.) It was the third day of school and my dear friend Joni gave me a Haribo Frog. She told me to keep it forever. I told her I would. I still have it today. I had to put clear fingernail polish on it to "preserve" it. It now sleeps in an old ring box in my jewelry case. That was almost 11 years ago. While there are a lot of things I have sentimental attachment to that I don't save this is one I will probably have until I die and my kids through it out and shake their heads at their mother's insanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-1866966120659226371?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1866966120659226371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1866966120659226371' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1866966120659226371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1866966120659226371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-on-phone-yesterday-with-my-mom.html' title='memory lane'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-6624254727636535254</id><published>2009-03-12T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:43:33.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little catch up and some pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbl-bWzUsII/AAAAAAAAADA/eU2izgoXOGM/s1600-h/SS850986+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312416243902623874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbl-bWzUsII/AAAAAAAAADA/eU2izgoXOGM/s200/SS850986+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbl9tIf6nUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/frUJNk_Zar0/s1600-h/SS850990+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312415449789144386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbl9tIf6nUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/frUJNk_Zar0/s200/SS850990+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I have been trying to get cameras ready for baby's arrival. I decided I would try to put the pictures on for myself. This has been quite an adventure. But I now have some pictures on the computer. I will post some for you. I will also try to go back and add ppictures to other posts but I am not sure how this will work. So wish me luck. This is Mikey and Kelsie skating and playing hockey on Family day. Every year we rent the town rink and skate. It is a lot of fun. The next one is Mike teaching Mikey to skate the week before family day. I am so glad that Mike is so patient. He is a great teacher. (edit: I have no idea what I am doing with the pictuires so if anyone has advice let me know. Also as I'm sure you you can tell the first one is My boys and the second is of Mikey and Kelsie.)  A clarification Mikey's skates are the two blade bob skates and not traditional skates.&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/8529959452895800815-6624254727636535254?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/6624254727636535254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=6624254727636535254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6624254727636535254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6624254727636535254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-catch-up-and-some-pictures.html' title='A little catch up and some pictures.'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbl-bWzUsII/AAAAAAAAADA/eU2izgoXOGM/s72-c/SS850986+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-6609257269411914951</id><published>2009-03-05T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:48:08.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little catch up</title><content type='html'>Well I am not sure where to start.  There is only about two weeks left to my due date.  Although I am hoping we don't have to wait that long to meet Abigail (Abby)/ Katelyn(Kate)/ Sarah.  I feel so anxious to not be pregnant and to meet her and to see Mike and Mikey with her.  Mikey is growing up so fast.  He has learned to write Mikey and mom and is learning other letters as well.  He tries very hard to write dad but he usually gets the d's turned one way or another.  He is drawing ALL the time and I am not allowed to throw out artwork (with his knowledge).  But I will guilty admit that I do throw out some.  I just have a hard time with it sitting around.  But I keep the really special ones.  He is SO excited to be a big brother.  I put the bassinet in our room and he was not happy so when he got his smaller bed (he was on a queen).  Mike moved the bassinet in there.  We talked to him about being careful and not touching it and only rocking it very gently if he had permission.  The next day he asked me if he could put bush baby in there and practice rocking gently for his sister.  It was so SWEET!  He will be a great big brother (knock on wood). &lt;br /&gt;On another note Friday to Saturday Mike went camping with scouts and got frostbite on his ear.  He refused to go get a dr. to look at it and so far it seems okay.  I hope his ear doesn't fall off.  Okay I am sure it won't but that hasn't kept me from having crazy pregnancy dreams about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-6609257269411914951?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/6609257269411914951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=6609257269411914951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6609257269411914951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6609257269411914951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-catch-up.html' title='A little catch up'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-4644795952489014028</id><published>2009-02-20T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:38:38.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Minn tagged me over a month a go so I figure I should probably get with it.&lt;br /&gt;How I met my hubby Mike&lt;br /&gt;1. Where did you meet? He served his mission in Salt Lake and my dad was ward mission leader.&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the first thought that went through your head when you met?I don't remember probably something along the lines of "oh, we have a new missionary.&lt;br /&gt;3.Do you remember what he was wearing? Not exactly but it is safe to say it was a suit.&lt;br /&gt;4. When was the first time you kissed this person? It was our first date.  I kissed him because I wanted to make sure he knew I was interested and would call me. (he was going back to Canada the next day.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Where did you go for your first date? We went to see Pirates of the Carribean and then hung out at his friend Michelle's.  It was great.&lt;br /&gt;6.How long did you know this person before you became a couple? Like a year and a half or so??&lt;br /&gt;7. How did he ask you out? We were hanging out at my house and I was doing my best to hint to him that I was interested and he asked me if I had seen the movie yet. I said no and then he asked if I wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;8. Has this person ever proposed to you? Yes.  We went to conference together and afterwards we went on a drive through the canyons and carved on a tree was "Krista, Will you marry me?"  Very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever broken the law with this person? Not that I can think of!&lt;br /&gt;11. When was the first time you realized you liked this person? Saddly I have to admit that it was when he was on his mission.  I just knew he was special.&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you get along with his family? Yes, for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you trust this person? Completely!&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you see him as your partner in the future? for eternity&lt;br /&gt;15.What is one thing he does that gets on your nerves? He is wonderful but he never changes the toilet paper roll.&lt;br /&gt;16.Where do you see each other 15 years from now? Getting ready to send Mikey on a mission and trying to survive having teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;17. What causes the most arguments?  You know I am not sure. &lt;br /&gt;18. How long have you been together? It will be six years this summer.&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you married? Yep!&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you tag? Eh! Whoever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-4644795952489014028?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/4644795952489014028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=4644795952489014028' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/4644795952489014028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/4644795952489014028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-minn-tagged-me-over-month-go-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-8260003742231451305</id><published>2009-01-15T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:11:41.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help for Minn</title><content type='html'>My sister Marintha posted this on her blog and I would like to help!&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone! I need your help. Cole's school class is working on maps and geography! His teacher sent home a note requesting that we try to help them in a Valentine's project. They are trying to see how many different states/ countries they can get a Valentine cards from. If you live in another state/ country, or know someone who does and would be willing to help out, here is the information!Please mail Valentine cards to:&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Jones 1st grade classWest Point Elementary&lt;br /&gt;3788 W. 300 N.&lt;br /&gt;West Point, Ut 84015&lt;br /&gt;The cards need:&lt;br /&gt;1- the name of the child it is being sent to (Cole Halladay)&lt;br /&gt;2- the state or country it is coming from&lt;br /&gt;3-(Optional) a return address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more to write but my buddy needs his mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-8260003742231451305?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/8260003742231451305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=8260003742231451305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/8260003742231451305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/8260003742231451305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2009/01/help-for-minn.html' title='Help for Minn'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-3169408254655425932</id><published>2008-11-10T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:37:42.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it has been a long time and lots has happened.  I am currently in West Valley hangin' with the fam.  Today is my big sis Lisa's Birthday.  Happy Birthday Lisa.  The other day we were carving pumpkins okay it was over a week ago but at any rate one of the pumpkins was tall and skinny.  It reminded me of one year when we were young and we all got to do our own pumpkin a couple nights before halloween my pumpkin got smashed.  I was devastated.  Despite her love for her pumpkin Lisa gave me hers so that I had one. It was tall and skinny and everytime I see one Like that.  I think of Lisa and how loving she always is.  She was always willing to pick up the pieces and sacrifice for someone else.  She still is that way.  Happy Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-3169408254655425932?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/3169408254655425932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=3169408254655425932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3169408254655425932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3169408254655425932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-it-has-been-long-time-and-lots-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-3336529730584209063</id><published>2008-10-20T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:16:47.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarter to Foshen</title><content type='html'>This is Mikey a few months ago when he was first riding his Bike.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SPyt1bdPIbI/AAAAAAAAACE/4JPF3e8lkJA/s1600-h/SS850738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259269598276952498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SPyt1bdPIbI/AAAAAAAAACE/4JPF3e8lkJA/s200/SS850738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should have posted about this a long time ago, but we all know I am a terrible blogger. But here it is now. His favorit thing to do was/is ride to Grandma's. He had all sorts of funny commentary. "And He's off" "Mikey takes the lead" "He's the fastest guy racing ever." but my favorite was "Quarter to Foshen" This is a made up word that means change the direction you are pedaling to either stop or start going again. He would also pretend the nut and screw that help on the handles was a screen that would tell him stuff such as "quarter to foshen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-3336529730584209063?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/3336529730584209063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=3336529730584209063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3336529730584209063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3336529730584209063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/10/quarter-to-foshen.html' title='Quarter to Foshen'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SPyt1bdPIbI/AAAAAAAAACE/4JPF3e8lkJA/s72-c/SS850738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-119536443693431613</id><published>2008-10-20T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:33:21.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.frogstore.com/images/n1872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.frogstore.com/images/n1872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbqz8zjtalI/AAAAAAAAADo/JfLRpyCHwHY/s1600-h/SS850846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312756567650429522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbqz8zjtalI/AAAAAAAAADo/JfLRpyCHwHY/s200/SS850846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbqz8jEv1NI/AAAAAAAAADg/Vato27p6rIw/s1600-h/SS850816+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312756563225597138" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbqz8jEv1NI/AAAAAAAAADg/Vato27p6rIw/s200/SS850816+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbqz8C9kEpI/AAAAAAAAADY/Oo-Kp1Uf-gQ/s1600-h/SS850813+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312756554605531794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbqz8C9kEpI/AAAAAAAAADY/Oo-Kp1Uf-gQ/s200/SS850813+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbqz7xzOOTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kwY3M8G6jmM/s1600-h/SS850783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312756549998754098" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbqz7xzOOTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kwY3M8G6jmM/s200/SS850783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SbqyVD0Vl7I/AAAAAAAAADI/gL45mqKbWFA/s1600-h/SS850774+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312754785308743602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SbqyVD0Vl7I/AAAAAAAAADI/gL45mqKbWFA/s200/SS850774+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we have been back from Florida for over a week now, so I figure it is about time that I post again. Florida was a lot of fun. Mike was so relaxed and fun. Mikey was as cute as ever. I have so many funny quotes from when we were on the vaca.&lt;br /&gt;My top four are:&lt;br /&gt;#1: Shortly after crossing the border into Montana Mikey informed us that he had to go pee. Mike told him he would need to hold it and we would find a bathroom as quickly as possible. Mikey then replied "That's okay I like to pee in the grass." I laughed so hard. Yep that's my son.&lt;br /&gt;#2: We were headed to St. Pete's beach (amazing by the way) and Mikey said "Mom, do you have any bacon." Of course I didn't and I told him this "well, I really want some." Driving down the road and a bacon craving hits. More and More I am convinced that he really is deep down ALL BOY!&lt;br /&gt;#3: Later that day as we were headed home he had to go #2 and told us we were on the freeway and it was packed. (it just happened to be game 1 of the Tampa Bay Rays playoffs) Mike told Mikey he would try to hurry but that he needed to hold it. A few minutes later from the backseat we her "Oh man oh man oh man." But he held it.&lt;br /&gt;#4: When we were at Magic Kingdom Mikey got a hot dog for dinner. He is a very slow eater sometimes and Mike was wanting to hurry so he was helping him eat his hot dog. Mike dipped his hot dog in ketchup and Mikey said "That's correct." It was so funny. Mikey LOVES ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully these were as funny to you the reader as they were to me. We had so much fun. We went to Sea World and their new waterpark Aquatica. The Beach several times. We went to Disney World's Magic Kingdom and Epcot. We did some shopping. We went to Kennedy Space Center and did some swimming at the condo. We had a wonderful time and I survived Vacation pregnant. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be either. The hardest part is the onion thing.&lt;br /&gt;(I thought we had pictures already on the computer but we don't, but they will eventually make it.)&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/8529959452895800815-119536443693431613?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/119536443693431613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=119536443693431613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/119536443693431613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/119536443693431613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/10/florida.html' title='Florida'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbqz8zjtalI/AAAAAAAAADo/JfLRpyCHwHY/s72-c/SS850846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-4712250891213781170</id><published>2008-10-18T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:07:55.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>been a long time</title><content type='html'>Well I will start with a tag my sister tagged me with. &lt;br /&gt;7 Random things about me&lt;br /&gt;1.  We had a pet wolf spider growing up.  My dad would catch crickets remove their legs and we would watchie wolfie eat.&lt;br /&gt;2.  I love foreign films.  I think came from my time in Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I have a perfectly round scar on the top of my bottom from when I was little and had chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am TERRIFIED of needles.  I hate them.  I cry whenever I am alone and have to get them.  For some reason I can act tough when Mikey is around.  I do not want him to be afraid also.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I collect how to say "I Love You" in foreign languages.  I used to be able to say it from memory in over fifty but haven't practiced and can probably only say ten or so.&lt;br /&gt;6.  When I wear strappy sandals it looks like I only have four toes on each foot because my baby toe is much shorter then the rest.  When I worled at Discover there was a rumor going around that I only had four toes on each foot.&lt;br /&gt;7.  I will try eating just about anything once.  I even ate a potato bug on a dare once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-4712250891213781170?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/4712250891213781170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=4712250891213781170' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/4712250891213781170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/4712250891213781170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/10/been-long-time.html' title='been a long time'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-2711856809828081600</id><published>2008-09-19T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:21:26.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Good...for Minn</title><content type='html'>Warning:  May contain sensitive medical information&lt;br /&gt;Well Marintha is always getting on me for my lack of blogging.  I am fully aware that it has become a rare thing for me but in my defense I have not been well.  I have had quite a rough time with this pregnancy.  Marintha keeps telling me that I should be glad it is not half-vampire (see Twilight series by Stephanie Meyer).  However if it were I would already have had the baby.  But yes I am glad that itis not half-vampire, I am also glad that I still have a few months to prepare for the new additions arrival.  I have had a hard time keeping anything down which is not only frustrating and gross, but tiring and stressful.  But I am now fourteen weeks and had 8 successful meals in a row a new record.  I feel pretty good.  The one day I was feeling sick and I told Mikey I needed to sit for a minute to let my tummy settle so that I didn't vomit.  He said why don't you just go throw up and then play with me.  I told him that I didn't like throwing up.  He asked me Why I didn't like it anymore.  I guess he thought that because I did it so often I must enjoy it.  Poor thing he has been so good and he has been so patient with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-2711856809828081600?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/2711856809828081600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=2711856809828081600' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2711856809828081600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2711856809828081600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/09/being-goodfor-minn.html' title='Being Good...for Minn'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-7364121046665322114</id><published>2008-09-18T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:45:03.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 3 year old is way too funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.google.ca/imgres?imgurl=http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/EASTER%2520BUNNY%2520PICTURE.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/archive/tags/crying/default.aspx&amp;amp;h=1481&amp;amp;w=968&amp;amp;sz=258&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=3&amp;amp;usg=__fNU0IA5pKhgdjL4zKROLn_4sh8g=&amp;amp;tbnid=zkvpoKYp2HhYuM:&amp;amp;tbnh=150&amp;amp;tbnw=98&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Deaster%2Bbunny%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 5px; CURSOR: hand" height="6" alt="" src="http://images.google.ca/imgres?imgurl=http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/EASTER%2520BUNNY%2520PICTURE.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/archive/tags/crying/default.aspx&amp;amp;h=1481&amp;amp;w=968&amp;amp;sz=258&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=3&amp;amp;usg=__fNU0IA5pKhgdjL4zKROLn_4sh8g=&amp;amp;tbnid=zkvpoKYp2HhYuM:&amp;amp;tbnh=150&amp;amp;tbnw=98&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Deaster%2Bbunny%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So lately Mikey has just seemed so funny to me. The other night at dinner he was having some juice and as often happens with children he got a juice mustache. His dad informed him of this. Mikey started talking about it and how it is a stain which he informed us is why he doesn't call it a mustache he calls it a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;musstain&lt;/span&gt;. We laughed so hard. Then the other day we saw a rabbit in the garden so this started an obsession with rabbits. He is always playing Peter Rabbit. Well a couple nights ago he had been playing Peter Rabbit and jumping all over Mike and then all the sudden he got really serious and asked his dad if Rabbits could talk. His dad told him no that only Bugs Bunny and the Easter Bunny can talk. This got Mikey laughing and then he informed his dad that the Easter Bunny is not real he is only a "human in a pretend bunny costume". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; right the gig is up. My 3 year old doesn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in the Easter Bunny. Kinda sad. I guess we never should have taken him to meet the Easter Bunny at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Remmington&lt;/span&gt;. He has also been checking out reference books at the library. Last Wednesday I asked him if he wanted to get some story books he told me "no, just the good ones" and walked to the reference section. So much like his dad. Although yesterday he checked out some stories &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;so I&lt;/span&gt; guess he is still my little boy for awhile longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-7364121046665322114?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/7364121046665322114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=7364121046665322114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7364121046665322114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7364121046665322114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-3-year-old-is-way-too-funny.html' title='My 3 year old is way too funny'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-6419243710438400204</id><published>2008-09-02T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:47:02.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some excitement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbq4Kh1vVVI/AAAAAAAAADw/8peJ10EVUP0/s1600-h/DSC00533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312761201458894162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbq4Kh1vVVI/AAAAAAAAADw/8peJ10EVUP0/s200/DSC00533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rtrpurplesage.com/cems/img0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.rtrpurplesage.com/cems/img0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I was going to wait to post until I figured the whole picture thing out but I figured I should post now and add pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Friday my neighbor invited us over for dinner because Mike was out of town and I have not been feeling so hot. For those of you who do not know I am eleven weeks pregnant. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!!! The "morning sickness" has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt; taken over our lives for a bit but we are hoping this will pass. Anyhow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; to the story. So we had been at the neighbors and we were coming home to get Mikey and yes I'll admit it mom to bed. I let him play outside for a bit and then as we came around the corner of the house I could see smoke across the street. This isn't that alarming as there is a campground down the hill from us. But the strange thing was I could smell and hear fire. Now I know pregnancy does some crazy things to the senses but this just seemed to strong so I went to check it out and sure enough the hill/field across the street was on fire. I ran in and called 911 and before I was off the phone they were there. The fire was not big and they put it out quickly. I went to see if they wanted to use my hose but they were done before I thought of it. Not that my dinky garden hose would do much but I was trying to do my part. Mikey wanted to Thank them for being savers. So I asked if he could come thank them they said yes. He came over and thanked and shook there hands. They did him one better they let him play Jr. Fireman. they put a helmet on him and let him spray the hose they let him climb into the fire truck and told him about the equipment and stuff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt; as they drove off they waved and turned the siren on for him. He was so proud. He wanted to tell Daddy right away but couldn't so then He decided to tell Linda (our neighbor) and then he had to tell Grandma so despite the fact it was already past bedtime I decided to let him go tell Grandma and Grandpa. Although truth be told I don't know who was more excited Mikey or me. (Just so you know we live in a small town and the firetruck was not a big red engine but a normal truck converted to carry water and be used in emergencies if I had the picture thing figured out you would see what I mean.) Thank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cardston&lt;/span&gt; County Emergency Services for going beyond the call of duty and making some fun memories for Mikey and I.&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/8529959452895800815-6419243710438400204?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/6419243710438400204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=6419243710438400204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6419243710438400204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6419243710438400204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-excitement.html' title='Some excitement'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/Sbq4Kh1vVVI/AAAAAAAAADw/8peJ10EVUP0/s72-c/DSC00533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1080403825237858721</id><published>2008-08-16T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:55:34.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun little quiz</title><content type='html'>I was never actually tagged but I thought it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's something that Mommy always says to you?&lt;br /&gt;M: I love you Little Bear&lt;br /&gt;Q: What makes Mommy happy?&lt;br /&gt;M: I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Q: What makes Mommy sad?&lt;br /&gt;M: crying&lt;br /&gt;Q: How does Mommy make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;M: tickle&lt;br /&gt;Q: What was Mommy like as a child?&lt;br /&gt;M: she was an ogre that would eat Trees and garbage.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How old is your Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;M: 4&lt;br /&gt;Q :How tall is your Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;M: big this tall (as tall as he can reach)&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is Mom's favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;M: play toys with me.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What does Mommy do when you're not around?&lt;br /&gt;M: read books&lt;br /&gt;Q: If Mommy was going to be famous, what would it be for?&lt;br /&gt;M: for you so you can read more&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your Mommy really good at?&lt;br /&gt;M: jumping off mountains&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is Mommy not very good at?&lt;br /&gt;M: falling off mountains and hurt your face and your legs and your cone.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What does Mommy do for her job?&lt;br /&gt;M: She’s at home for work.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is Mommy's favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;M: soup (this would be his favorite)&lt;br /&gt;Q: What makes you proud of your Mom?&lt;br /&gt;M: pull me from the plank and from the plumbing (now he’s just being silly)&lt;br /&gt;Q: If Mommy was a cartoon character who would she be?&lt;br /&gt;M: Pablo&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you and your Mommy do together?&lt;br /&gt;M: make puppets&lt;br /&gt;Q: How are you and Mommy the same?&lt;br /&gt;M: we’re good.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How are you and your Mommy different?&lt;br /&gt;M: you said we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t talk about this. (He has recently been talking about how our bodies are different male and female sort of thing)&lt;br /&gt;Q: How do you know Mommy loves you?&lt;br /&gt;M: toys&lt;br /&gt;I tag Lucy, Cole, Ben, Sam, Sam, and Spencer and whoever else wants to enjoy what there little one has to say about them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-1080403825237858721?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1080403825237858721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1080403825237858721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1080403825237858721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1080403825237858721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-little-quiz.html' title='A fun little quiz'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5054909596700504697</id><published>2008-08-16T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:49:29.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight stories</title><content type='html'>Mikey loves having good night stories. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Every night&lt;/span&gt; he tries to convince you to read more and more stories he usually wants five I usually give him three. The other night, about a week ago, I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; tired and my eyes wouldn't stay open so I told him that I would make up a story to tell him. I asked him what he wanted a story about and he said me and Clayton at the park. It has since become a ritual at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nap time&lt;/span&gt; and bedtime. They all start out...There was once a boy named Mikey and he had a friend named Clayton and Clayton had a little sister named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kami&lt;/span&gt; (he also has a sister named Alyssa but she is too small for the adventures they go on). They all loved to go to the park and one day while they were at the park a very strange thing happened... He always helps me start the story and then he usually picks part of what the strange thing that happened was. At the end they always get tired and either go to Mikey's moms house or Adria's house for lunch or a snack and he picks what it is they eat that day, then they all go home and have naps. THE END. It doesn't matter what the story is even the scriptures he always ends it with THE END. It is one of my favorite things. Clayton Mikey misses you but he is glad that you are having fun at your new house in "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Vaginia&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-5054909596700504697?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5054909596700504697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5054909596700504697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5054909596700504697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5054909596700504697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodnight-stories.html' title='Goodnight stories'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-7999417422194139192</id><published>2008-07-27T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:36:57.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. As a comment on my blog, leave a memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you know me a little or a lot, anything you remember! If we're only blogging friends, write about a post that is the most memorable for you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Next, if you feel so inclined, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. If you leave a memory about me, I'll be sure to write one about you...!&lt;br /&gt;3. If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.&lt;br /&gt; ☺ And please do this on your page, too, so we can all share in the fun times together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa just so you know I went and commented so go back and check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-7999417422194139192?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/7999417422194139192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=7999417422194139192' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7999417422194139192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/7999417422194139192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/07/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-8186125976537151264</id><published>2008-07-27T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T07:12:39.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Lisa tagged me a long time ago and I just barely found this post. I don't know how I missed it but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;1) LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A THEATER. 21 I went with my niece and not niece&lt;br /&gt;2) WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING? It is called Specials by Scott &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Westerfield&lt;/span&gt; it is the third of four and not as good as the first called Uglies but still good. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;3) FAVORITE BOARD GAME? Scrabble, I know this makes me a geek but I love it. I would play by myself if I had more time.&lt;br /&gt;4) FAVORITE MAGAZINE? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;. Probably the Ensign or the Friend don't read much else&lt;br /&gt;5) FAVORITE SMELLS?Mike especially when we were first married and he worked at Mercy and he would come home smelling like his sweat and sawdust and the soap they used at the shop. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MMMMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) FAVORITE SOUNDS? Little laughs, I have to agree with Lisa and also the sound of Mike singing Mikey to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;7) WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD? When someone I love hurts and I can't fix it.&lt;br /&gt;8)WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN U WAKE UP?I don't think I think anything I think my brain is still asleep.&lt;br /&gt;9)Favorite Fast Food Restaurant? probably Subway or the Taco Maker. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MMM&lt;/span&gt;, crisp bean burrito.&lt;br /&gt;10) FUTURE CHILD'S NAME?Oh, I have no idea about the only girl name Mike and I both even kinda like is Sarah. I love the name Ramona and we would like to name a boy Jackson Bauer but Don likes the name Bauer so we will have to see.&lt;br /&gt;11) FINISH THIS STATEMENT—"IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY I’D... pay off my house and but my dad a '74 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Chevy&lt;/span&gt; impala convertible!&lt;br /&gt;12) DO YOU DRIVE FAST? no I'm more likely to drive too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?no&lt;br /&gt;14) STORMS COOL OR SCARY? Cool! Mike likes to go storm chasing&lt;br /&gt;15) WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR? A blue 1983 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Beretta&lt;/span&gt;, not a great car but free.&lt;br /&gt;16) FAVORITE DRINK? Water I'm boring or chocolate milk.&lt;br /&gt;17) FINISH THIS STATEMENT-IF I HAD THE TIME I WOULD.. sew and make jewelry, read.&lt;br /&gt;18) DO YOU EAT THE STEMS ON BROCCOLI? Yes they are the best part&lt;br /&gt;19) IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY OTHER COLOR, WHAT WOULD BE YOUR CHOICE? probably a bit darker&lt;br /&gt;20) NAME ALL THE DIFFERENT CITIES/TOWNS YOU HAVE LIVED IN. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;WVC&lt;/span&gt;, UT- Salt Lake City, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tou&lt;/span&gt;-Nan, Taiwan, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cardston&lt;/span&gt;, AB&lt;br /&gt;21) FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?Hockey tennis curling?&lt;br /&gt;22) ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? Lisa is good at everything she tries it used to drive me crazy. I love you sis!!&lt;br /&gt;23) WHATS UNDER YOUR BED?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Sheets&lt;/span&gt; and pillow cases and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;workout&lt;/span&gt; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;24) WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE BORN AS YOURSELF AGAIN?sure&lt;br /&gt;25) MORNING PERSON OR NIGHT OWL? I was a morning person until I got married, and since then a night owl. I just like spending time with my hubby and having some time for sanity&lt;br /&gt;26) OVER EASY OR SUNNY SIDE UP? over easy&lt;br /&gt;27) FAVORITE PLACE TO RELAX? our sofa&lt;br /&gt;28)FAVORITE PLACE TO VACATION? Mom's but I am looking forward to Florida&lt;br /&gt;29) FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR? Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;30) OF ALL THE PEOPLE YOU HAVE TAGGED, WHO IS THE MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND FIRST? Holli&lt;br /&gt;I tag Holli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-8186125976537151264?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/8186125976537151264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=8186125976537151264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/8186125976537151264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/8186125976537151264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-lisa-tagged-me-long-time-ago-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-3413839450000203225</id><published>2008-07-21T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:18:46.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A camping we have gone</title><content type='html'>I have thought about posting for awhile but you all know how life gets. This weekend we went camping. Mike's uncle has some amazing property and every year we go on a big family camp out. It is always lots of fun. They have a couple picnic tables out there that are very old and falling apart. We decided that since we use it we should help fix it up some we made some new tables. Thursday night Mike and Mikey set too work getting things ready and building. It was a lot of fun to see my two boys working together and since I got my camera working I can add some pictures. Camping was a lot of fun I got pretty sun burnt on my legs but that is all my fault. I should have worn sunscreen. Oh well! I went for a little "hike" up this big hill and my uncle has the most incredible view. His property has a river running through it. Well just look at the pictures and you will see. I took some of the nieces and my nephew and they had a blast. They kept saying this feels like freedom and telling me that that was the best part of the camp out thus far. Sunday we woke up and had breakfast. Mike was getting ready to take me home to go to church and Mikey wanted to come with me to go to church. Everyone was trying to convince him to stay and tell him all the fun he'd have but he wanted to go to church. Kelsie was begging him to stay and he told her that he "needed to go to nursery". I am so proud of him. He is such a good kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-3413839450000203225?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/3413839450000203225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=3413839450000203225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3413839450000203225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3413839450000203225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/07/camping-we-have-gone.html' title='A camping we have gone'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-3416750561933414787</id><published>2008-07-07T12:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:48:23.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEDS!!!!</title><content type='html'>I weeded for about two hours this morning and my neighbor helped for about an hour and still we got not even half way through.  Ugghh!  But the Garden is coming along nicely.  I am very excited.  I can't wait to have soup and salads from the garden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-3416750561933414787?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/3416750561933414787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=3416750561933414787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3416750561933414787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/3416750561933414787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/07/weeds.html' title='WEEDS!!!!'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1740894425859354039</id><published>2008-07-05T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:22:12.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure</title><content type='html'>Well I just invited a few more people.  So now there are people other then my siblings reading what I write.  AAHHH!!!  Actually I think it could be fun.  However I very seldom write and when I do write I am very seldom witty, or add pictures.  Although I did just get some pictures of Mikey's birthday that I will try to figure out how to add.  That little boy sure is funny.  Last night when went for a walk and the whole time he had Mike and I in stitches.  He was playing follow the leader, he would sing do as I am doing and copy his dads every move.  It was hillarious to watch.  Mike tried to trick him a few times and while the young one lacked grace and skill he did try and did a pretty good job.  Later he got tired and his dad gave him a shoulder ride as soon as he got up he started singing the wonderpets theme song the lyrics at one part go, we're not too big and we're not too tough but if we work together we got the right stuff... gooo wonderpets.  Well he was singing and when he got to that part he skipped the first part and sang  "we're not too tough and we're not to ...(pause and the funniest look came on his face then he got a smile and comtinued) we're not to tugckle.  and then finished the song.  But you could just see his mind thinking no reason to stop I'll just make up a word.  I know Minn and Lisa are thinking sounds like his mom.  But hey what can you do.&lt;br /&gt;Also to those whom I have invited and wish to accept I would love an invite to your blogs as well.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and see you around!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-1740894425859354039?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1740894425859354039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1740894425859354039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1740894425859354039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1740894425859354039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/07/pressure.html' title='Pressure'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-2918443481385775175</id><published>2008-06-30T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:34:18.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Glorious Food...</title><content type='html'>Whenevr Mike's family gets together you can guarantee three thinks, you will get made fun of there will be food and there will be stories and jokes about food.  Jokes and food, both vitally important to the Blackmore family culture.  Sunday night my neice was sharing some of her favorite memories.  Both had to do with her eating with one of her parents.  I laughed because this just seems to be a trend with the family.  Some of the all time favorite stories are the time when Jodi ate the anus of a turkey or turkey butt-whole.  The time when Don being a smart aleck told his mom he wanted 5 (or anywhere between 5-13 depending on who is telling the story) hot dogs and his mom made them and made him eat them all.  Making milkshakes after Mike went to bed and there is always a plethera of Jokes about the ten second rule.  Well this all got me thinking about some of my favorite food related memories. &lt;br /&gt;The time Joanna through a bowl of cereal at me in the morning before school.  The bowl landed right on top my head and cereal and milk went everywhere runniong my mascarra down my face as well.  Not so funny at the time but hillarious now.   The time Minn flipped mashed potatioes at me.  Right smack dap in my forehead.  She was and is still so proud.  I think that is what is funniest to me.  Escargo Marshmallows.  Need I say more.  Hmm, these all have a theme of cruelty to them.  I also have to mention the first time I tried to make Mike breakfast in bed and ended up waking him to the smoke detector because I had lit a rag on fire.  Ah... Good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-2918443481385775175?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/2918443481385775175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=2918443481385775175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2918443481385775175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/2918443481385775175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/06/food-glorious-food.html' title='Food Glorious Food...'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-559456463438009645</id><published>2008-06-13T21:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:05:39.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm leavin on a jet plane...</title><content type='html'>Well it is official we are going to Florida!!!  Wahoo!  I am very excited.  Two weeks with my hubby.  We are going with some friends of ours.  They have three kids and Mikey gets along with all of them.  They are a great family.  Also as you all already know, wahoo, I am going to New Kids on the BLock with my sisters.  Noone beleives me when I tell them.  It is a sad world we live in.  Mikey is such a funny kid.  I don't know what I would do without him.  He is such a joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-559456463438009645?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/559456463438009645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=559456463438009645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/559456463438009645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/559456463438009645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-leavin-on-jet-plane.html' title='I&apos;m leavin on a jet plane...'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-6821057396279954086</id><published>2008-05-29T21:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:31:47.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Mom...</title><content type='html'>Well Yesterday Mikey turned three.  I am the mother of a three year old.  We had a lot of fun.  He is a good kid.  He was so polite to all his friends.  Anytime someone would say Happy Birthday he would say Happy Birthday back.  In the morning I said "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;It's&lt;/span&gt; not my birthday so you don't have to say Happy Birthday back" He got this confused and sad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;puppy&lt;/span&gt; dog look on his face and said "You aren't coming to my birthday?"  I replied of course I am He then had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; happy grin and with a shrug said "Well, Happy Birthday then".  He is so fun.&lt;br /&gt;This morning he came and laid with me.  He was so cuddly.  I got up to use the washroom and when I came back He asked why.  I told him it was because I had a sweet cuddle bug in my bed.  And told him how much I loved his cuddles.  We then discussed his nicknames  Mikey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cuddlebug&lt;/span&gt; and Little Bear.  I asked him who I was and he said "just mom"  I think I like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; just mom.  And today that felt like enough.  It was good to be "just mom".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-6821057396279954086?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/6821057396279954086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=6821057396279954086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6821057396279954086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/6821057396279954086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-mom.html' title='Just Mom...'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1061659001829862528</id><published>2008-05-26T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:18:06.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Floods</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt; F&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;riday&lt;/span&gt; shortly after I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;posted&lt;/span&gt; my basement started flooding. It flooded all day until Mike got home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;between&lt;/span&gt; five and six. I was on the phone with mom when it started flooding and she told me too use the wet-vac good idea thanks mom (note:when using a wet/dry vac one must remove the dry filter before using for wet... we now have to buy a new filter.) While the flooding had temporarily stopped I ran Mikey to a neighbors. Then came home to a huge amount of water. It has rained since Wed. or Thurs. last week some say around ten inches and that was before we got more today. So I would suck up water and empty it bucket by bucket suck up water empty it. Wait fifteen minutes and it would start all over again. Now thanks to this adventure I have a cold or something My throat is sore I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; tired and my lungs feel small. Oh Life and all its glory. I tried calling a plumber with no luck but my mum-in-law came and helped me get things figured out then she picked up Mikey and watched him then that night allowed me to do laundry over there. When it rains it pores and nowhere is that more true then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cardston&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-1061659001829862528?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1061659001829862528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1061659001829862528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1061659001829862528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1061659001829862528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/05/floods.html' title='Floods'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-5190654089717281248</id><published>2008-05-23T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:36:15.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This, That, and the Other</title><content type='html'>Okay so obviously this is not an everyday thing for me. I do need to get better at it though. It is good for journaling purposes. Tonight we are going to Calgary we are going to the batting cages in the morning. Wahoo. If I get good enough I will join Ladies League next year, and then in the afternoon we are going swimming well Mikey will with grandma unless I somehow manage to buy a new suit before then. I left my last one at a hotel in Idaho Falls. Mikey is so excited. He wants to leave now but we can't. Lots to be done first. So why am I on the computer instead??? Anyhow Mike is in Lethbridge training for his new job. YAY!!! It is just a part time/ when he wants to thing which will be good. It means he can still do things here in town but if he doesn't have something else he can go and do that. It has been rainy the last few days it is supposed to stop Tuesday but I don't think it will be dry enough Wednesday to do Mikey's party outside which means I will have 9 sugar high kids in my house plus four moms and three babies... it should be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-5190654089717281248?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/5190654089717281248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=5190654089717281248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5190654089717281248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/5190654089717281248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-that-and-other.html' title='This, That, and the Other'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8529959452895800815.post-1529250885163293957</id><published>2008-05-13T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:39:10.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to start....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SCpfAxpUjFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JMnITTkz_I4/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200073186683948114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SCpfAxpUjFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JMnITTkz_I4/s200/DSC00154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok folks... I am jumping on the band wagon. It is not that I am opposed to blogs in fact it is quite the opposite. I had one once before and I find blogging theraputic and addictive (sounds like an oxy-moron doesn't it). But "everyone else is doing it"... Well any one who is here probably knows me so... I will write it for memory sake. Our family began on January 24, 2004. Michael Douglas Blackmore and I, Krista Lyn (Thurston) were married for time and all eternity in the Salt Lake Temple. We lived in Salt Lake for a year and then moved to Cardston, Alberta, Canada where we currently live. Shortly after moving here on May 28, 2005 we had a darling little boy ( as I write this tears well up in my eyes.. I am such a girl) Michael James Blackmore we call him Mikey or Little Bear. He is the joy of my life. Of course all moms say that. He is just the best kid ever (all moms say that too.) Last Summer/Fall we bought our house and we are loving it. Mike is a finish carpenter and all around amazing handy-man. What he would really love to do is build custom furniture ,which he is amazing at, but there just isn't the market for that in a small town. I am a stay at home mom. Some people add housewife but I am much better at the mom stuff then the house stuff. Mikey is on the tail end of potty training... what an adventure. He has done awsome. He loves all the regular boy stuff cars, trucks, tools, superheros, the usual. He is turning three in a couple weeks and we are excited for that. That is about all for now. Thanks for stopping by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8529959452895800815-1529250885163293957?l=lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/feeds/1529250885163293957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8529959452895800815&amp;postID=1529250885163293957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1529250885163293957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8529959452895800815/posts/default/1529250885163293957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitstrimmings.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-to-start.html' title='Where to start....'/><author><name>Kate is great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02897099681301302260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo5LGK-wJTU/TnFxA3pHXrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MLLoyg7f3mc/s220/IMG00362-20110823-1227.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fl2jl3J1DNE/SCpfAxpUjFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JMnITTkz_I4/s72-c/DSC00154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
