<?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-4817937735994021792</id><updated>2011-10-10T14:53:08.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy in Washington</title><subtitle type='html'>Be Happy for This Moment.  This Moment is Your Life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>249</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-3912472357339473042</id><published>2011-02-12T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:50:31.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give-Away, not to be missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd like to tell you all to enter this fantastic give-away, but I really don't want to 'cause I want to win it.&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous, gorgeous.  Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://undermypolkadotumbrella.blogspot.com/2011/02/charm-cicles-giveaway.html&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/4817937735994021792-3912472357339473042?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/3912472357339473042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=3912472357339473042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3912472357339473042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3912472357339473042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2011/02/give-away-not-to-be-missed.html' title='Give-Away, not to be missed'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-1745852607652005507</id><published>2011-02-11T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T20:21:01.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; cannot, really absolutely cannot, stand for anyone to be sad.  The other day we were in the car and Savannah was upset with me.  I was trying, unsuccessfully, to make her laugh.  I asked for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Willson's&lt;/span&gt; help.  He first tried yelling "Savannah laugh!"  When that didn't work I told him to do something silly.  He gets this look on his face and all of the sudden he's saying "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gan&lt;/span&gt;!"  with his lips pulled back, his face scrunched and his teeth clanking with each word.  I think it's pretty obvious what happened then.  Now he walks around looking for people who look just the teeniest bit upset and trying out his magical cure.&lt;br /&gt;There's been lots of laughs in our house lately.&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/4817937735994021792-1745852607652005507?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/1745852607652005507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=1745852607652005507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1745852607652005507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1745852607652005507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2011/02/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8524426340049601437</id><published>2011-02-07T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:23:22.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ArT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm loving the art class I'm taking this quarter.  My teacher is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;.  So, one day, within the first couple of weeks, he decided to take role.  He walked up to the first person and "Who are you?"  He makes his way around the room asking the same question.  He gets to me and says my name then moves on to the girl sitting next to me.  He says "Wait, let me guess."  He looks at the role list, back and forth and comes up with her name.  When he gets to the high maintenance girl in our class she smiles and bats her lashes at him and says her name.  His response "WHO?"  deflated she says her name again.  So today in class he's asking for people to critique our work.  He calls on the people he knows the name of, there's only about 3 of us, and then he's trying to call on someone else.  So he sees another girl in the class and says to me "What's her name?"  I tell him I don't know.  He gives me a dirty look and says "Really?  Come on, what's her name?"  I again tell him I really don't know.  So he then turns to her and asks her his name.  She's across the room and soft spoken, so I didn't hear it so I asked him "What's her name?"  He turns to me and says "I don't know".  I swear I laugh so hard every class and have tons of stories to tell Andy when I get home every day.&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/4817937735994021792-8524426340049601437?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8524426340049601437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8524426340049601437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8524426340049601437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8524426340049601437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2011/02/art.html' title='ArT'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-7851972860415633198</id><published>2011-01-23T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T19:41:41.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the things he says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today at church we were quietly sitting when a baby in our congregation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;squawked&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; sucked in a breath and said to me "A baby's crying." &lt;br /&gt;I nodded my head in that mom way that means that's nice, please stop talking now. &lt;br /&gt;He looked at me funny and said "But she's scaring the crap out of me."&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/4817937735994021792-7851972860415633198?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7851972860415633198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7851972860415633198&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7851972860415633198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7851972860415633198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-he-says.html' title='the things he says...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6025760928247546098</id><published>2011-01-10T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T18:36:32.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uNdeRwEaR mOdeL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was about 7 weeks pregnant with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; my sister called to tell me she was 7 weeks pregnant.  When I said, "Uh, me too."  we laughed so hard.  Our boys were born 4 days apart.  It was funny to see the two of them together.  They are built so differently.  My nephew, Cole, was just this big baby, like my Mason.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand tended to be small.  The joke was that Cole would be the football player and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; would be the underwear model.  Our dreams for our son have been fulfilled. &lt;br /&gt;Without further ado, I'd like to present the underwear model, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;, also known as Turd Boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvAUzUSS4I/AAAAAAAABE0/WnvGt3p4Rww/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvAUzUSS4I/AAAAAAAABE0/WnvGt3p4Rww/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560749628524219266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're 3 days in and so far so good.  Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvAAeqHVqI/AAAAAAAABEk/QAPZXiddoXA/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-6025760928247546098?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6025760928247546098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6025760928247546098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6025760928247546098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6025760928247546098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2011/01/underwear-model.html' title='uNdeRwEaR mOdeL'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvAUzUSS4I/AAAAAAAABE0/WnvGt3p4Rww/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8182187708490358209</id><published>2011-01-05T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T18:50:18.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvEqaQLvNI/AAAAAAAABGU/5eUjDoGsI_E/s1600/on793222-00tv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 38px; height: 51px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvEqaQLvNI/AAAAAAAABGU/5eUjDoGsI_E/s400/on793222-00tv01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560754397799759058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvEqJRBZaI/AAAAAAAABGM/_yXqSIL1B6Y/s1600/on793128-01tv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 38px; height: 51px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvEqJRBZaI/AAAAAAAABGM/_yXqSIL1B6Y/s400/on793128-01tv01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560754393239872930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvEp2QlgGI/AAAAAAAABGE/00sz5L8Q07c/s1600/on770230-00tv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 38px; height: 51px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvEp2QlgGI/AAAAAAAABGE/00sz5L8Q07c/s400/on770230-00tv01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560754388137771106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvEpXNs-EI/AAAAAAAABF8/X2U_RPHtVok/s1600/on753743-01tv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 38px; height: 51px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvEpXNs-EI/AAAAAAAABF8/X2U_RPHtVok/s400/on753743-01tv01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560754379804178498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvD_BuXEFI/AAAAAAAABF0/UeJhRFq6SNM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvD_BuXEFI/AAAAAAAABF0/UeJhRFq6SNM/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560753652481069138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvD-uNObsI/AAAAAAAABFs/OjP-N_Pw05c/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvD-uNObsI/AAAAAAAABFs/OjP-N_Pw05c/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560753647241817794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvDw34tq4I/AAAAAAAABFk/EQOAnIxY3wg/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvDw34tq4I/AAAAAAAABFk/EQOAnIxY3wg/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560753409321970562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvDv5SycUI/AAAAAAAABFE/GrBdqe-bYm4/s1600/on753743-01tv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom sent us Visa gift cards this year.  Andy used part of his to buy me bowls, so sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-8182187708490358209?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8182187708490358209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8182187708490358209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8182187708490358209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8182187708490358209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-christmas-presents.html' title='My Christmas Presents'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvEqaQLvNI/AAAAAAAABGU/5eUjDoGsI_E/s72-c/on793222-00tv01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6501815801464512051</id><published>2011-01-04T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T15:01:45.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Does That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a house in our neighborhood that's been for sale for a really long time.  They're asking way too much for it.  Imagine our surprise when we saw a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Uhual&lt;/span&gt; truck there the other day.  Andy and I were driving home from a date and we saw the house, so we started talking about it.  As we drove past I noticed a dog in the front yard.  I was a little worried.  It's late and our new neighbors dog had escaped their yard.  I continued to watch the dog and realized it wasn't real.  Yep, our new neighbors put a dog statue in their front yard.  (thankfully they don't live on our street).  My question is this...&lt;br /&gt;Who does that???&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/4817937735994021792-6501815801464512051?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6501815801464512051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6501815801464512051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6501815801464512051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6501815801464512051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2011/01/who-does-that.html' title='Who Does That?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-7875699049981043410</id><published>2011-01-02T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T18:39:37.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvCo5HbbqI/AAAAAAAABE8/PJpDeWQSxNY/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvCo5HbbqI/AAAAAAAABE8/PJpDeWQSxNY/s400/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560752172701544098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-7875699049981043410?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7875699049981043410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7875699049981043410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7875699049981043410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7875699049981043410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2011/01/jesus-wants-me-for-sunbeam.html' title='Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TSvCo5HbbqI/AAAAAAAABE8/PJpDeWQSxNY/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-2130808952517890767</id><published>2010-12-29T22:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:27:46.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Jean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TRwhaXG95oI/AAAAAAAABEU/wOeiMg3KFdA/s1600/img072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TRwhaXG95oI/AAAAAAAABEU/wOeiMg3KFdA/s400/img072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556352777031902850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most know I lost my Grandma earlier this month.  It was semi-expected, but no matter how prepared we all thought we were, it couldn't compare to actually going through it.  I took it really hard.  I was in a fog for the two days before I left for CA.  Luckily I was blessed with peace before the journey. &lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful opportunity for our family to be together though.  My sister Mary &amp;amp; I were able to fly out for the funeral (thanks Dad!).  We ended up flying out on my Birthday.  We had a wonderful family dinner at Mel's (my FAVORITE burger joint).  Can I tell you how wonderful it was to be together again.  I can't remember the last time my family, just us kids (no spouses) and our parents went out together. &lt;br /&gt;The next day we made the trip down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Escalon&lt;/span&gt; for the service.  It was great.  I got to sing "Nearer My God to Thee" with my sisters.  We went out to lunch and laughed and shared memories of Grandma. &lt;br /&gt;She is the coolest Grandma!  Can I just say that.  I mean look at the picture.  This was taken at Mason's birthday party, I think his 3rd, 5 years ago.  I know I have "better" pictures of her, but this one's my favorite.  It just shows how cool she was. &lt;br /&gt;So now I will share one of my favorite memories of my Grandma Jean...&lt;br /&gt;Turn the volume up on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt;.  There's a reason Vanilla Ice is on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The year is 1990.  I'm 12, my sister Mary is 14.  Our parents are out of town and Grandma's staying with us.  It's a Wednesday night, so we're headed up to "Mormon Center" for mutual.  We're in Grandma's hatchback Honda Civic with at least one, maybe two friends.  Ice Ice Baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;comes&lt;/span&gt; on the radio.  Yes, she let us listen to whatever we wanted even though she only liked country.  We tell Grandma to turn it up.  She does.  We tell her to turn it up again.  She does.  This goes on.  Mormon Center is on a hill, a big one.  So picture her little Civic, packed full of girls, rattling with the base from Ice Ice Baby, chugging up the hill.  I wouldn't be surprised if we blew her speakers that night.  If we did she wouldn't have cared.  That's just the kind of Grandma she was.  She loved her Kids, her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Grand kids&lt;/span&gt; and Great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Grand kids&lt;/span&gt;.  We will all feel her loss till we are with her again.&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/4817937735994021792-2130808952517890767?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/2130808952517890767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=2130808952517890767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2130808952517890767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2130808952517890767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/12/grandma-jean.html' title='Grandma Jean'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TRwhaXG95oI/AAAAAAAABEU/wOeiMg3KFdA/s72-c/img072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-145192201374119577</id><published>2010-12-29T21:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:04:39.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>biRthDaY pReSenTs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TRwf1prWROI/AAAAAAAABEM/3-2aAFiV3AU/s1600/dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 388px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TRwf1prWROI/AAAAAAAABEM/3-2aAFiV3AU/s400/dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556351046849545442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TRwfb40TNdI/AAAAAAAABD0/B04mbvQBmPw/s1600/brown%2Btights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TRwfb40TNdI/AAAAAAAABD0/B04mbvQBmPw/s400/brown%2Btights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556350604237026770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(those aren't my legs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey Mom &amp;amp; Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's some of what I got with my birthday money you sent me.&lt;br /&gt;I also got black  tights with a subtle floral print and gray tights with a diamond print. &lt;br /&gt;Bargain shopper!  Cute huh?  Thanks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Meliss&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/4817937735994021792-145192201374119577?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/145192201374119577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=145192201374119577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/145192201374119577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/145192201374119577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/12/birthday-presents.html' title='biRthDaY pReSenTs'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TRwf1prWROI/AAAAAAAABEM/3-2aAFiV3AU/s72-c/dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-1917069766658945481</id><published>2010-12-04T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T18:11:42.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut Butter and Tabasco Sauce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm in California right now.  My Grandmother passed away, so I flew out for the funeral.  I was able to go to the Sacramento Temple with my dad this morning.  While in the temple one of the workers was so sweet to find my father in law, who was working there, so I could say hi.  It was so nice to visit with my Dad and father in law.  My father in law shared a memory with me that I had forgotten to get down here, so I thought now was a great time to share it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While my  in laws were in town for Mason's baptism, in September, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; was being his usual naughty self.  I was upstairs and heard an odd noise.  I went down to investigate.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The smell hit first.  I was so confused.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was such an odd mixture of smells I couldn't tell what it was.  Bet you can guess from the the title of this blog.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had gotten into the peanut butter and the green &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tabasco&lt;/span&gt; sauce.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me tell you from experience, that this is two smells you do not want mixing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; They should have a label on them, like the cleaners where if you mix the two it will produce toxic fumes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most amazing part in all this is where the mess was.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The floor.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bottom cupboards.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The counter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; The upper cupboards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; And the ceiling.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, that boy's talented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-1917069766658945481?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/1917069766658945481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=1917069766658945481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1917069766658945481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1917069766658945481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/12/peanut-butter-and-tabasco-sauce.html' title='Peanut Butter and Tabasco Sauce'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-5688018948618845422</id><published>2010-11-30T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T10:03:15.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chRisTmAs DecOraTioNs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPU5nVCvGKI/AAAAAAAABDI/7jaIfKLfErU/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPU5nVCvGKI/AAAAAAAABDI/7jaIfKLfErU/s400/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545401864002934946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the table runners I made with leftover fabric and the cute Christmas countdown blocks I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPU5m8gWBbI/AAAAAAAABDA/Bofpaf_Qn0k/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPU5m8gWBbI/AAAAAAAABDA/Bofpaf_Qn0k/s400/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545401857416234418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; participated FULLY in the ornament hanging.  It was too cute.  I had to leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPU5mNLEUBI/AAAAAAAABC4/2dJxSTmXsKQ/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPU5mNLEUBI/AAAAAAAABC4/2dJxSTmXsKQ/s400/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545401844710526994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPU5lamemeI/AAAAAAAABCw/zgk8CqGc5Ew/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPU5lamemeI/AAAAAAAABCw/zgk8CqGc5Ew/s400/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545401831135287778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPU5k_Uv93I/AAAAAAAABCo/Vsru-OqpHzE/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPU5k_Uv93I/AAAAAAAABCo/Vsru-OqpHzE/s400/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545401823813171058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other table runner I made with leftover fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUsRWfiFTI/AAAAAAAABCg/ymZOK1kpz6E/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUsRWfiFTI/AAAAAAAABCg/ymZOK1kpz6E/s400/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545387192783869234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stockings I made this year, LOVE how they turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUsN3yX5QI/AAAAAAAABCY/a9YTRjlp2aM/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUsN3yX5QI/AAAAAAAABCY/a9YTRjlp2aM/s400/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545387133001786626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Family Room tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUsNV366MI/AAAAAAAABCQ/bZlfJjRYFBE/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUsNV366MI/AAAAAAAABCQ/bZlfJjRYFBE/s400/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545387123898247362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa picture we found at a Garage Sale for $7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUsM75QqXI/AAAAAAAABCI/HiG0RDcBB64/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUsM75QqXI/AAAAAAAABCI/HiG0RDcBB64/s400/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545387116924545394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUsMbbV5SI/AAAAAAAABCA/ia3rPvwAM-o/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-5688018948618845422?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/5688018948618845422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=5688018948618845422&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5688018948618845422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5688018948618845422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-decorations.html' title='chRisTmAs DecOraTioNs'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPU5nVCvGKI/AAAAAAAABDI/7jaIfKLfErU/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-740479370399143777</id><published>2010-11-29T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T08:26:51.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sNow dAys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUlKBRHFDI/AAAAAAAABBo/SkejeVM0qJ8/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUlKBRHFDI/AAAAAAAABBo/SkejeVM0qJ8/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545379370245755954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got out first snow last week.  We were all so sick it was hard to take advantage of it, but Andy made an effort to get the kids out, at least for a little bit.  I watched from inside.  Here's our front window.  The kids were throwing snow balls at me.  Andy didn't want to be outdone, so he threw a shovelful at me.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPQqUA7txKI/AAAAAAAABBQ/JGZbscw6144/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPQqUA7txKI/AAAAAAAABBQ/JGZbscw6144/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545103564536136866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy's tribute to me.  "I &lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPQr1TPSgbI/AAAAAAAABBg/0Y66LcKzJqo/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPQr1TPSgbI/AAAAAAAABBg/0Y66LcKzJqo/s400/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545105235897385394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson's&lt;/span&gt; little footprints running out to the road, then back in when he got caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPQqS7dxKJI/AAAAAAAABA4/wxRMA946zbk/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPQqS7dxKJI/AAAAAAAABA4/wxRMA946zbk/s400/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545103545888483474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-740479370399143777?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/740479370399143777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=740479370399143777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/740479370399143777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/740479370399143777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/11/snow-days.html' title='sNow dAys'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TPUlKBRHFDI/AAAAAAAABBo/SkejeVM0qJ8/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-3925398250641538393</id><published>2010-11-16T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T22:01:46.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Skirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TONuuZc_CLI/AAAAAAAABAA/F9VaIVQA5eE/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TONuuZc_CLI/AAAAAAAABAA/F9VaIVQA5eE/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540393709981337778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my tree skirt!  I'm so excited to use it. &lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmasy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TONuthCBw4I/AAAAAAAAA_4/h4zeHXfTLDc/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TONuthCBw4I/AAAAAAAAA_4/h4zeHXfTLDc/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540393694835884930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite part, fabric covered buttons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-3925398250641538393?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/3925398250641538393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=3925398250641538393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3925398250641538393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3925398250641538393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-tree-skirt.html' title='Christmas Tree Skirt'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TONuuZc_CLI/AAAAAAAABAA/F9VaIVQA5eE/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6982227286124355062</id><published>2010-11-13T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T22:17:24.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TODOOpd4PhI/AAAAAAAAA_g/E9hfeY72eUo/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TODOOpd4PhI/AAAAAAAAA_g/E9hfeY72eUo/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539654292710374930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little man is 3!  I can't believe my baby's growing up.  He is the cutest little man ever and so much fun.  His energy is never ending.  Seriously.  Nobody will make you laugh more.  He wants to eat constantly.  He moves so much, nothing sticks.  Candy is a food group in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson's&lt;/span&gt; world.  He loves books!  He loves animals.  He loves to talk.  He loves to be naughty, not out of curiosity, but for the shear pleasure of being naughty.  He'll tell you he loves you and give you hugs and  kisses, but he won't cuddle.  That requires holding still.  Love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Willsie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TODOOPvy94I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/A5CoHDBKbFY/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TODOOPvy94I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/A5CoHDBKbFY/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539654285806204802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; with Grandpa and Grandpa Dude on his birthday.&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/4817937735994021792-6982227286124355062?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6982227286124355062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6982227286124355062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6982227286124355062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6982227286124355062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-baby.html' title='My Baby'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TODOOpd4PhI/AAAAAAAAA_g/E9hfeY72eUo/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-7182683016175840534</id><published>2010-11-08T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T11:02:00.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wHatChA mAkiN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TNeOUwAByhI/AAAAAAAAA84/CwziTsP-EgM/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TNeOUwAByhI/AAAAAAAAA84/CwziTsP-EgM/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537050754008861202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait to show ya!&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/4817937735994021792-7182683016175840534?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7182683016175840534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7182683016175840534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7182683016175840534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7182683016175840534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/11/whatcha-makin.html' title='wHatChA mAkiN?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TNeOUwAByhI/AAAAAAAAA84/CwziTsP-EgM/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8076372795800990262</id><published>2010-11-07T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:38:58.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had an amazing lesson in Relief Society today about being Grateful.  She invited us to make our lists of things we're grateful for.  I'm going to list 25 things I'm grateful for (in no particular order).  Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My Parents&lt;br /&gt;2.  My Husband&lt;br /&gt;3. My Kids&lt;br /&gt;4.  My Home&lt;br /&gt;5.  My Heavenly Father&lt;br /&gt;6.  My Savior, Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;7.  Scriptures&lt;br /&gt;8.  My Sewing Machine&lt;br /&gt;9.  Good friends&lt;br /&gt;10.  PE, I know, I sound crazy here&lt;br /&gt;11.  Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;12.  Internet&lt;br /&gt;13.  Fires in my fireplace (thanks Andy)&lt;br /&gt;14.  Salt and Vinegar Chips&lt;br /&gt;15.  Books&lt;br /&gt;16.  Cuddles&lt;br /&gt;17.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; kisses&lt;br /&gt;18.  The Temple&lt;br /&gt;19.  My Siblings&lt;br /&gt;20.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Winco&lt;/span&gt; in Everett&lt;br /&gt;21.  Orange Converse&lt;br /&gt;22.  Going to School&lt;br /&gt;23.   My kids going to school&lt;br /&gt;24.  My cat&lt;br /&gt;25.  My bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know some of these things are really shallow, but the point is I'm grateful.  That's something that I need to remind myself of.  I tend towards pessimism, so this is huge for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking it one step further.  I've started a grateful blog.  It will start with this list and every day I will add something new that I'm grateful for.  Chances are there are going to be days where all it says is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt; or Bedtime, but again, the point is I'm grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link...&lt;br /&gt;www.iwillbegrateful.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-8076372795800990262?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8076372795800990262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8076372795800990262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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and I have them.&lt;br /&gt;PE is awesome.&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/4817937735994021792-7676175583987257159?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7676175583987257159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7676175583987257159&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7676175583987257159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7676175583987257159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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All of you mothers out there know what I'm talking about.  I went to bed about 10:30, falling asleep VERY quickly.  My body's really adjusting to this early school thing.  At 2:30 I was woken up by Savannah.  She was coughing a ton.  We got her some medicine and she went right back to sleep.  Not so for me.  After a half hour in bed with sleep nowhere near my mind I headed downstairs to read.  3:30 I would have been awakened by Lane, but I was still up from the first time.  She'd had a bad dream.  I sent her upstairs to my bed and told her I'd join her shortly, which I did.  At 4:30 I woke up when Andy woke up with a headache and headed downstairs.  5:30 was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;, who had lost his pacifier.  6:30 was Sid, our cat, who had to go outside.  7:30 was Mason taking a shower.  Now, seeing all of this you would think I was complaining.  I'm not.  I'm putting things in perspective.  Given all this, I wouldn't trade a single one of them, yes even the cat.  I love my family.  They give me peace.  They give me love.&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/4817937735994021792-4380314154184061994?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4380314154184061994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4380314154184061994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4380314154184061994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4380314154184061994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/10/night.html' title='Night'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-7034053473911693973</id><published>2010-09-27T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T14:15:38.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(my) first week of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went back to college.&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking English, Art History and PE.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, laugh at the PE.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, it starts at 6:30 am.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, laugh again.&lt;br /&gt;So, Melissa, how did your first week of school go?&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets see...&lt;br /&gt;Monday.  Really tired.&lt;br /&gt;Really Nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Really Excited.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really &lt;/span&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;Excited.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.  Could I be anymore tired.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing it's my Friday (for this first week, anyway)&lt;br /&gt;I have so much freaking homework.&lt;br /&gt;When you have to read, because someone tells you to, yeah not so fun.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I have the next four days off.&lt;br /&gt;Online courses might be quite a bit harder then I originally anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;At least I only have one.&lt;br /&gt;Still excited!&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.  4 am.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, crap, I have the stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you Heavenly Father for keeping me well long enough for my classes to end for the week.&lt;br /&gt;8 am.  Savannah "I think I'm gonna puke!"&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the kids were sick.  It lasts 12 hours.  I'll be fine by 4 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Fevered haze, that I later find out is called Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Friday.  Okay, I'm gonna be better today. &lt;br /&gt;I make it downstairs, that's something at least.&lt;br /&gt;Fever returns Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.  I've got to be better today!&lt;br /&gt;Still feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at the computer trying to write an essay, that's due by Sunday, on reading that I haven't completed because my brain is so freaking foggy.&lt;br /&gt;Crying.&lt;br /&gt;Mind clears enough to get it done. &lt;br /&gt;(the paper, not the reading)&lt;br /&gt;Go to the Relief Society Broadcast.&lt;br /&gt;Can't make it through the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;Too tired.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I actually slept the night before because it sure doesn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get ready for church meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Just can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;Attend church.&lt;br /&gt;Start feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;Eat a really yummy dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;Get ready for bed and remember.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go back to school again.&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/4817937735994021792-7034053473911693973?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7034053473911693973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7034053473911693973&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7034053473911693973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7034053473911693973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-first-week-of-school.html' title='(my) first week of school'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6360264109766331506</id><published>2010-09-09T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T08:50:13.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diapers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forgot to put a footnote on the diaper post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I first saw the commercial for these diapers, I laughed, hard.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(The commercial is hysterical...check out &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; if you haven't seen it)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I said that was the stupidest thing I ever saw and I questioned who would buy something so ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I thought about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought about how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; never wears clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His choice, not mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dress and redress him 5 times a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, if he had these he might pass for wearing pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not really, but when he pulls his clothes off at home I won't feel the need to immediately redress him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I looked for the ridiculous diapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found them at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$38 for 60.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHAT???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can get 82, regular ones, for $19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There went my giggles of watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; wear the jean diapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then while laughing about it with my friend she told me I could get them on Amazon.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(thanks Amanda)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$19 for 60.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ordered immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I added a book, so I could get the free shipping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and ended up saving money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The book was less than the shipping cost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love them.  I want to buy more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-6360264109766331506?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6360264109766331506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6360264109766331506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6360264109766331506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6360264109766331506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/09/diapers.html' title='diapers'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-1473868808249840620</id><published>2010-09-08T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:05:35.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgyP7VFTTI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pmb2PY-nO6s/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514712992920718642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgyP7VFTTI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pmb2PY-nO6s/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Grade...Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgyO89dFlI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/JCC9ZjP5LwE/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514712976178615890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgyO89dFlI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/JCC9ZjP5LwE/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgyN0tJk8I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/QkauauzGaIo/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514712956782875586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgyN0tJk8I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/QkauauzGaIo/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3rd Grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgwPXeuCrI/AAAAAAAAA8I/R3JcqZPw82o/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514710784274205362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgwPXeuCrI/AAAAAAAAA8I/R3JcqZPw82o/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgwOlcFb3I/AAAAAAAAA8A/6-D7V7WB5tU/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514710770841382770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgwOlcFb3I/AAAAAAAAA8A/6-D7V7WB5tU/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kindergarten!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgwNNMTswI/AAAAAAAAA74/zkCBP_iRrqk/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514710747152888578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgwNNMTswI/AAAAAAAAA74/zkCBP_iRrqk/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgwMmKqtrI/AAAAAAAAA7w/b15Tr6uFV8o/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514710736677025458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgwMmKqtrI/AAAAAAAAA7w/b15Tr6uFV8o/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"take a picture of my foot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgwMGKY_-I/AAAAAAAAA7o/Qh_v70PXFM0/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514710728085929954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgwMGKY_-I/AAAAAAAAA7o/Qh_v70PXFM0/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4817937735994021792-1473868808249840620?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/1473868808249840620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=1473868808249840620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1473868808249840620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1473868808249840620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/09/1st-day-of-school-2010.html' title='1st Day of School 2010'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgyP7VFTTI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pmb2PY-nO6s/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8393451090251822625</id><published>2010-09-04T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T17:49:17.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgtgaj4H4I/AAAAAAAAA7g/9_lLnLfTQ7E/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514707778624036738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgtgaj4H4I/AAAAAAAAA7g/9_lLnLfTQ7E/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To Our Mason...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mason, we couldn't be more proud of you. The step you took today, being baptized and officially becoming a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I wish I had a picture of your face as you came out of the water. It made me smile and cry a little at the same time. I've already noticed a change in you since you received the gift of the Holy Ghost. Listen to his promptings. You will be blessed. So many people, who love you, were with you today and celebrated with us. We had a fun time, huh? Tonight, after you went to bed, I noticed your door shut and your light on. I was gonna get mad at you. I opened your door and you were laying in bed reading your scriptures. Sigh. You're amazing Mason. I told you to turn off your light when you were done. Always &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; this day. This love. This strength. This peace. Love, love you Mason!&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/4817937735994021792-8393451090251822625?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8393451090251822625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8393451090251822625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8393451090251822625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8393451090251822625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/09/special-day.html' title='Special Day'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIgtgaj4H4I/AAAAAAAAA7g/9_lLnLfTQ7E/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6029384767832867377</id><published>2010-09-03T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T09:12:41.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i poo in blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIEduYyCZ0I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/OPQyQW-pJW0/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512720101641709378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIEduYyCZ0I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/OPQyQW-pJW0/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIEdt2UzYtI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/P5RrN6Z5E9o/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIEdtE8UypI/AAAAAAAAA7I/1BEYuy3syQc/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512720079136279186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIEdtE8UypI/AAAAAAAAA7I/1BEYuy3syQc/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i go number 2 i look like number 1&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/4817937735994021792-6029384767832867377?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6029384767832867377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6029384767832867377&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6029384767832867377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6029384767832867377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-poo-in-blue.html' title='i poo in blue'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TIEduYyCZ0I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/OPQyQW-pJW0/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6600514559093100009</id><published>2010-08-24T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T09:52:37.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for baby Ruby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/THP4uZV7ZtI/AAAAAAAAA7A/xV6VdMML29o/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509020245164779218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/THP4uZV7ZtI/AAAAAAAAA7A/xV6VdMML29o/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/THP4tiyOApI/AAAAAAAAA64/ZLtIr_DXo1M/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509020230519489170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/THP4tiyOApI/AAAAAAAAA64/ZLtIr_DXo1M/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4817937735994021792-6600514559093100009?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6600514559093100009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6600514559093100009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6600514559093100009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6600514559093100009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-baby-ruby.html' title='for baby Ruby...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/THP4uZV7ZtI/AAAAAAAAA7A/xV6VdMML29o/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-7626246362846209166</id><published>2010-08-23T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T15:48:37.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Windows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In our home, with the nice weather comes open windows. In house and in the car. I'm a huge fresh air gal. The other day we were driving down the road, with all the windows all the way down, the only way to drive in my opinion. Delaney calls, from the far backseat, "can you roll up the windows, my hair's in my face." I roll up the back ones and continue to enjoy the air from the front windows. After making a stop, we again get in the car and I automatically roll all the windows all the way down. We're driving along and again I hear Delaney from the backseat, this time a little irritated. "Ma-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;awm&lt;/span&gt;, I'm having &lt;strong&gt;issues&lt;/strong&gt; with my hair again." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-7626246362846209166?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7626246362846209166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7626246362846209166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7626246362846209166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7626246362846209166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/08/windows.html' title='Windows'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8421756849702099454</id><published>2010-08-13T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T13:26:37.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin' Bows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't been making hair bows lately.  I've been too busy doing other things.  That and I have no one to make them for.  We got an invite for a little neighbor girl's birthday, so I went to work.  These were all new styles for me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuxedo Bows&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TGWm6vcuzXI/AAAAAAAAA6o/o_lcQvlIyg4/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504989647629897074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TGWm6vcuzXI/AAAAAAAAA6o/o_lcQvlIyg4/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;double layer lace bows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TGWmkr2ST9I/AAAAAAAAA6g/ickqIMh9b_g/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504989268706217938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TGWmkr2ST9I/AAAAAAAAA6g/ickqIMh9b_g/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TGWlf00ipHI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Wd-_3jUHwXs/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504988085703844978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TGWlf00ipHI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Wd-_3jUHwXs/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I might have to make a flower one just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-8421756849702099454?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8421756849702099454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8421756849702099454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8421756849702099454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8421756849702099454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/08/lovin-bows.html' title='Lovin&apos; Bows'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TGWm6vcuzXI/AAAAAAAAA6o/o_lcQvlIyg4/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-7175481923203082301</id><published>2010-08-05T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T19:38:50.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh from our Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TFt1IHyPmXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/W4I13WlKuFQ/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502120152152381810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TFt1IHyPmXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/W4I13WlKuFQ/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the first time we've ever had a garden and I am so excited!  I got 2 more squash today and 1 more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;zucchini&lt;/span&gt;.  We're still waiting on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt; and the spaghetti squash, but they look like they're doing well.  We're already planning what and how we're planting next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-7175481923203082301?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7175481923203082301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7175481923203082301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7175481923203082301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7175481923203082301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/08/fresh-from-our-garden.html' title='Fresh from our Garden'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TFt1IHyPmXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/W4I13WlKuFQ/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-5607390662377478146</id><published>2010-08-04T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T13:15:00.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vinyl, for real this time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TFnJ_-VBsvI/AAAAAAAAA6I/my0-XBuajqc/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501650520709903090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TFnJ_-VBsvI/AAAAAAAAA6I/my0-XBuajqc/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TFnIrZ4Z8CI/AAAAAAAAA6A/o9hF6J5UUVM/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501649067817168930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TFnIrZ4Z8CI/AAAAAAAAA6A/o9hF6J5UUVM/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4817937735994021792-5607390662377478146?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/5607390662377478146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=5607390662377478146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5607390662377478146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5607390662377478146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/08/vinyl-for-real-this-time.html' title='Vinyl, for real this time'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TFnJ_-VBsvI/AAAAAAAAA6I/my0-XBuajqc/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8390632663339368121</id><published>2010-08-03T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:37:44.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really did come home with something.  My friend is not a jerk.  Blogger won't load my pictures.  I'll post them as soon as I can.  You're gonna love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-8390632663339368121?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8390632663339368121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8390632663339368121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8390632663339368121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8390632663339368121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-really-did-come-home-with-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-2039441378472210293</id><published>2010-08-03T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T19:36:24.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vinyl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was at my friend's house today and we played with vinyl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's what I came home with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-2039441378472210293?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/2039441378472210293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=2039441378472210293&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2039441378472210293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2039441378472210293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/08/vinyl.html' title='Vinyl'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4172963361019967675</id><published>2010-07-26T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T11:57:20.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's our best funny faces.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Some are quite scary...cough, mine, cough)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vote for your favorite....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The prize for our winner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10 peanut &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mnms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nmns&lt;/span&gt; if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; wins)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3ZatEzm-I/AAAAAAAAA54/qEs88dtERSs/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498289772888824802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3ZatEzm-I/AAAAAAAAA54/qEs88dtERSs/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3Yoh-NP3I/AAAAAAAAA5w/fj4rb0ASmGY/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498288910914895730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3Yoh-NP3I/AAAAAAAAA5w/fj4rb0ASmGY/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3YnzkSmGI/AAAAAAAAA5o/MEFlYeXkrQE/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498288898458163298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3YnzkSmGI/AAAAAAAAA5o/MEFlYeXkrQE/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3YnXF97_I/AAAAAAAAA5g/lC5bVGderBY/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498288890814787570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3YnXF97_I/AAAAAAAAA5g/lC5bVGderBY/s400/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3Ymn8fQQI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/LgjmZxLTo-I/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498288878158561538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3Ymn8fQQI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/LgjmZxLTo-I/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3YmC_MRFI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/bBtPqnegbDU/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498288868237788242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3YmC_MRFI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/bBtPqnegbDU/s400/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-4172963361019967675?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4172963361019967675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4172963361019967675&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4172963361019967675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4172963361019967675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/07/funny-faces.html' title='Funny Faces'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3ZatEzm-I/AAAAAAAAA54/qEs88dtERSs/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-7520334064923421396</id><published>2010-07-26T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T11:41:42.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3WdFbY1WI/AAAAAAAAA5I/UiNqoWhIEig/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498286515250845026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3WdFbY1WI/AAAAAAAAA5I/UiNqoWhIEig/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids had swim lessons at the local Y with some good friends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They loved it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is their last day with the certificates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-7520334064923421396?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7520334064923421396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7520334064923421396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7520334064923421396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7520334064923421396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/07/swim-lessons.html' title='Swim Lessons'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TE3WdFbY1WI/AAAAAAAAA5I/UiNqoWhIEig/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-5779123472192418578</id><published>2010-07-16T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T10:03:14.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idylwood Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took the kids to a lake with some good friends for the beach and a picnic.  They loved it!  It was so hot I was wishing I would have worn my suit, even though I'm not a fan of "dirty water"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TESEcN0yaKI/AAAAAAAAA5A/2goZ0otL87A/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495663065581119650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TESEcN0yaKI/AAAAAAAAA5A/2goZ0otL87A/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TESEbpTx9KI/AAAAAAAAA44/VwoGUOxut6M/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495663055779001506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TESEbpTx9KI/AAAAAAAAA44/VwoGUOxut6M/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TESEa25bsgI/AAAAAAAAA4w/KTJVjMYOv90/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495663042246717954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TESEa25bsgI/AAAAAAAAA4w/KTJVjMYOv90/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TESEaZgGpeI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Zg45bMTij6k/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495663034355852770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TESEaZgGpeI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Zg45bMTij6k/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-5779123472192418578?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/5779123472192418578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=5779123472192418578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5779123472192418578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5779123472192418578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/07/idylwood-park.html' title='Idylwood Park'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TESEcN0yaKI/AAAAAAAAA5A/2goZ0otL87A/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-3468465455334298341</id><published>2010-07-16T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T09:51:08.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TEB_h2wr8VI/AAAAAAAAA4g/u6VeuLO--Uk/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494531765004136786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TEB_h2wr8VI/AAAAAAAAA4g/u6VeuLO--Uk/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this for our family room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It measures approximately 5' x 3'&lt;br /&gt;Crazy in love with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-3468465455334298341?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/3468465455334298341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=3468465455334298341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3468465455334298341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3468465455334298341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/07/wall-art.html' title='Wall Art'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TEB_h2wr8VI/AAAAAAAAA4g/u6VeuLO--Uk/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-2579766930265308527</id><published>2010-07-16T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T08:44:33.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Albertsons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Albertsons&lt;/span&gt; buying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dayquil&lt;/span&gt; for Andy.  &lt;br /&gt;I got carded.  &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to hug her and tell her she just made my day.  &lt;br /&gt;I refrained.  &lt;br /&gt;Best day ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-2579766930265308527?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/2579766930265308527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=2579766930265308527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2579766930265308527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2579766930265308527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-albertsons.html' title='I love Albertsons'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-2524380929317306600</id><published>2010-07-06T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:21:27.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July in the Northwest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TDOnCfODAgI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/Eug9gKdq1RY/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490916031876760066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TDOnCfODAgI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/Eug9gKdq1RY/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, it was cold and late. This picture was taken at about 9:00 and it was still light out. Gotta love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-2524380929317306600?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/2524380929317306600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=2524380929317306600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2524380929317306600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2524380929317306600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july-in-northwest.html' title='4th of July in the Northwest'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TDOnCfODAgI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/Eug9gKdq1RY/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4742419918233928153</id><published>2010-06-29T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T08:56:00.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Steve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend the kids were outside playing in the backyard.  They kept yelling "Hey Steve" so I went out to see what they were doing.  Turns out they were playing a game, in which they named &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; Steve.  They'd say "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;drum roll&lt;/span&gt; Steve" and he'd pound the table.  They of course laughed at him, so anytime anyone said "hey, Steve", he'd answer.  It's the funniest thing to see.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson's&lt;/span&gt; been "Hey Steve" ever since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-4742419918233928153?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4742419918233928153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4742419918233928153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4742419918233928153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4742419918233928153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-steve.html' title='Hey Steve'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-7177929360715912235</id><published>2010-06-28T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:32:34.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend ran across a pattern for a really cute purse online. I saw hers and fell in love. Of course, I decided I wanted to make one for myself too. Imagine my surprise when she made one for me as a thank you for watching her kids. I was so excited! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCggZ48Aa7I/AAAAAAAAA4I/Y131-5qyZuU/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487671775103839154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCggZ48Aa7I/AAAAAAAAA4I/Y131-5qyZuU/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd seen on the site that they also enlarged the pattern. (130%) So I went ahead and tried that and added an over the shoulder long strap to mine. Using scraps I already had. No money spent at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Free project, my favorite kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCggZcraRRI/AAAAAAAAA4A/q_2IygNYlNw/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487671767518037266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCggZcraRRI/AAAAAAAAA4A/q_2IygNYlNw/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, I've been wanting a new big ole bag for church. So, I found this fabric and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; fell in love with it. This bag cost $4. I used scraps for the topper and liner fabric. My new favorite bag! So in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCggY9wlfMI/AAAAAAAAA34/FSIh1mB8YCw/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487671759218244802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCggY9wlfMI/AAAAAAAAA34/FSIh1mB8YCw/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give you some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;perspective&lt;/span&gt; on the the size of this bag, here's the pattern for the liner fabric sitting on my sewing desk. I enlarged it by 200%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCggYGchuLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/GauaxX-ODG4/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487671744370161842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCggYGchuLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/GauaxX-ODG4/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to the pattern. I don't know how to do the fancy click here thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.made-by-rae.com/2009/02/free-buttercup-bag-sewing-pattern.html"&gt;www.made-by-rae.com/2009/02/free-buttercup-bag-sewing-pattern.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-7177929360715912235?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7177929360715912235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7177929360715912235&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7177929360715912235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7177929360715912235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/06/purses.html' title='Purses'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCggZ48Aa7I/AAAAAAAAA4I/Y131-5qyZuU/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-9130043850343298730</id><published>2010-06-27T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T20:56:10.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm beyond late in posting this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Delaney's adorable graduation ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They played graduation music and had all the kids come out and line up.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCgcZ9PiOnI/AAAAAAAAA3o/DMWNUhGOwJo/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487667378212977266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCgcZ9PiOnI/AAAAAAAAA3o/DMWNUhGOwJo/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then they called them up to the podium and said what they wanted to be when they grow up, Doctor, and what school they are going to too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCgcZcctMZI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Zm20Pc8FlQ8/s1600/003-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487667369409851794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCgcZcctMZI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Zm20Pc8FlQ8/s320/003-a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; saw picture taking and had to get in on the action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCgcZHy7Y-I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/0om-4VE2GZY/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487667363865912290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCgcZHy7Y-I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/0om-4VE2GZY/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCgcYsfLvvI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/xBABmNk6-Fs/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487667356535340786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCgcYsfLvvI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/xBABmNk6-Fs/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCgcYPkVqvI/AAAAAAAAA3I/re3XRZUAbY8/s1600/010-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487667348772334322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCgcYPkVqvI/AAAAAAAAA3I/re3XRZUAbY8/s320/010-a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congratulations Lane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-9130043850343298730?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/9130043850343298730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=9130043850343298730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/9130043850343298730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/9130043850343298730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/06/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TCgcZ9PiOnI/AAAAAAAAA3o/DMWNUhGOwJo/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6569761085181419675</id><published>2010-06-24T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T17:26:09.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another reader</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Delaney just finished preschool, before entering  kindergarten.  On her final review her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;teacher&lt;/span&gt; said she was ready for "Bob" books.  I didn't know what that was.  I figured it was the super easy see spot run type.  I was so excited to see a magazine box labeled "Bob" books at the Library.  I took Delaney today to pick some out.  She came home with 11 books.  She told me she was going to read them.  I came to check on her as soon as I got the car unloaded and asked her how she was doing.  She pointed to 2 words she didn't know.  "the"  I told her what it was she says "oh" then proceeds to read the page to me.  She's already read them all, with no help.  So excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-6569761085181419675?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6569761085181419675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6569761085181419675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6569761085181419675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6569761085181419675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-reader.html' title='another reader'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-3921456550992532594</id><published>2010-06-22T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:23:51.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bOobS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the title of this post, you can tell what kind of man my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves to compliment me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While patting me in our family room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"your boobs are so handsome."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thank him, remove his hands and remind him that we don't touch or talk about boobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While standing in line at Costco...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"i like your boobs."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me trying to whisper that we don't talk about boobs while trying to keep them out of his reach, not succeeding and through clenched teeth telling to keep his hands off my boobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every morning I'm filled with compliments. He likes my hair, my shirt, my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;earrings&lt;/span&gt; and always a sly glance at my boobs. When he's feeling brave he compliments those too. I'm afraid I may have an Eddie Haskell on my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-3921456550992532594?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/3921456550992532594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=3921456550992532594&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3921456550992532594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3921456550992532594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/06/boobs.html' title='bOobS'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-7075199619892147814</id><published>2010-06-10T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:20:17.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>restaurant.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Night before last we had a Relief Society activity where we talked about all different ways to save money and be prepared. Everything from Emergency preparedness, home decorating on a budget, clothes shopping and entertainment. One thing mentioned was a website. &lt;a href="http://www.restaurant.com/"&gt;http://www.restaurant.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was intrigued by what they said. So, I checked out the website this morning. Basically you purchase gift cards, for particular restaurants, at a discounted rate. There's a whole lot of restaurants that participate in this website. They have a diner of the month club membership. You sign up for this and every month you get a $25 gift card to a restaurant. You can choose a 3, 6 or 12 month membership. For a 12 month membership it's $120, which I thought was a great deal, but right now they're running a promotion. You choose your membership, add it to your cart and enter the promo code "save". What you end up with is a 12 month membership for $24. That's right, $24, for 12, $25 gift cards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if that's not good enough, they sent me a $50 credit, which I then used to purchase 2 more $25 gift cards, for free! I did it this morning and they're sitting on my desk right now, ready to use. Then I also got a gift card for $10 from an online shoe store.  I'm so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-7075199619892147814?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7075199619892147814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7075199619892147814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7075199619892147814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7075199619892147814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/06/restaurantcom.html' title='restaurant.com'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6852012959603116085</id><published>2010-06-08T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T14:24:11.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$25.78</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a wonderful bakery outlet here in town. I love shopping there. Everything is crazy cheap and the people that work there are so friendly. I always intend to take pictures of how much I can get for so little money, but I usually get too busy and get everything put away before I have a chance to get a picture. This time I'm sharing. Now this is about a month's worth of bread, more then a month on the rest of the items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, that's a giant &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bag and yes, it's full.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TA6wSz_j8HI/AAAAAAAAA3A/OiHQTiBDYgg/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480511633797410930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TA6wSz_j8HI/AAAAAAAAA3A/OiHQTiBDYgg/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's all of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TA6wSd2VPRI/AAAAAAAAA24/FLmVBl84jzE/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480511627853118738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TA6wSd2VPRI/AAAAAAAAA24/FLmVBl84jzE/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been going there for 2 years now and I just discovered they have spices too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're only $1 and they're the big jars too (5 oz.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I ended up with up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 loaves of fool the kids multi-grain bread&lt;br /&gt;3 loaves of grown up bread&lt;br /&gt;5 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pkgs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hot dog buns&lt;br /&gt;3 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pkgs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. bagels&lt;br /&gt;3 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pkgs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hamburger buns&lt;br /&gt;(the regular sized ones, not the cheap tiny ones)&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pkgs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoagie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rolls&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; muffins&lt;br /&gt;Bacon Bits&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Pepper&lt;br /&gt;Black Pepper&lt;br /&gt;Nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my items were absolutely free. You get free items based on how much you spin. You only have to spend $15.01 to get 4 free (with the prices, sometimes it's really hard to do it)&lt;br /&gt;love, love, love this store&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/4817937735994021792-6852012959603116085?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6852012959603116085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6852012959603116085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6852012959603116085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6852012959603116085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/06/2578.html' title='$25.78'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/TA6wSz_j8HI/AAAAAAAAA3A/OiHQTiBDYgg/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4064530718138909060</id><published>2010-06-03T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T18:48:09.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clever Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight we had spaghetti and meatballs for dinner. Unfortunately this is not a favorite of my kids. We made it through without the older kids putting up the normal fuss. I didn't worry about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;. He's all about the pasta. He would happily eat pasta all day long. Imagine my surprise when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; starts demanding more meatballs. I told him he needed to finish his pasta first and then I'd give him more. He threw the monster of all tantrums. I was in total shock. After about 10 minutes of screaming, begging and throwing himself on the floor Andy was able to talk him into eating some pasta. Andy had to feed him of course. So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson's&lt;/span&gt; on Andy's lap happily eating pasta with the occasional bite of meatball. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson's&lt;/span&gt; losing interest, so Andy starts making the pasta talk. He names them, they come to play in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; mouth. One of them becomes the brother of the pasta &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; just ate. Apparently it's been too long since he's had a bite of meatball. When the pasta asks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; to join his brother, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;, pointing at his plate, says "No, go back to your family."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-4064530718138909060?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4064530718138909060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4064530718138909060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4064530718138909060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4064530718138909060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/06/clever-child.html' title='Clever Child'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-9083240023781947361</id><published>2010-05-21T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T09:37:56.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Hall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is another great place from my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt; vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;originally&lt;/span&gt; a Mason Hall. The Saints used it for any large function or gathering. Meetings, Dances, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_a0zzhpJqI/AAAAAAAAA2w/UbCzv4qwfbw/s1600/156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473761199213061794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_a0zzhpJqI/AAAAAAAAA2w/UbCzv4qwfbw/s320/156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the third floor of the building. This room was amazing to me. At one point this building was damaged and the roof line was lowered to just 2 stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_a0zaOlSRI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Zdv4AH6CjsI/s1600/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473761192422230290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_a0zaOlSRI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Zdv4AH6CjsI/s320/154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The floor remained though. This floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_a0y7BLl_I/AAAAAAAAA2g/MWIvjPaKpnw/s1600/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473761184044521458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_a0y7BLl_I/AAAAAAAAA2g/MWIvjPaKpnw/s320/155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the floor where Joseph Smith drew a map, in chalk, of the Saints journey to the West. I just stood, stared and felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-9083240023781947361?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/9083240023781947361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=9083240023781947361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/9083240023781947361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/9083240023781947361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/05/cultural-hall.html' title='Cultural Hall'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_a0zzhpJqI/AAAAAAAAA2w/UbCzv4qwfbw/s72-c/156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-7066806448331606800</id><published>2010-05-18T12:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T12:59:37.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Nieces and Nephews</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It had been almost 2 years since I'd seen my sweet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nieces&lt;/span&gt; and nephews.  I had so much fun playing with them and getting to know them again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Preston (the oldest) didn't want me to take a picture of him.  I tried to respect boundaries but still be a fun Aunt.  He went from a stinky little to boy to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hottie&lt;/span&gt;.  I was shocked.  His voice has changed and everything.  Watch out for this kid.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_LvPMTs27I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Q2lquVR-UII/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472699541489507250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_LvPMTs27I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Q2lquVR-UII/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next, me and Paige.  She is so much fun!  So smart!  Such high energy, she is up for anything.  Totally reminds me of Savannah &amp;amp; Mason.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_LvOgDdudI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/czOwfAJG5V8/s1600/212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472699529610246610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_LvOgDdudI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/czOwfAJG5V8/s320/212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Emma and "Aunt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Belissa&lt;/span&gt;"  She's a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cuddle bug&lt;/span&gt;.  She helped me to not miss my Delaney so much.  They are so similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_LvOIgmB0I/AAAAAAAAA2I/XoaTChGOK3s/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472699523289974594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_LvOIgmB0I/AAAAAAAAA2I/XoaTChGOK3s/s320/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next is Cole and "Isa"  This kid cracks me up.  He's 4 days older then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;, but no where near as naughty.  He'd say "Isa, Isa, Isa!"  I'd say "What Cole?"  He'd say "Hi" with the cutest smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_LvNuWBvzI/AAAAAAAAA2A/tCtaH4KcXvM/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472699516266331954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_LvNuWBvzI/AAAAAAAAA2A/tCtaH4KcXvM/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And last but not least Graham.  He almost made we want to have another baby.  So sweet and tiny and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cuddly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_LvNDBJptI/AAAAAAAAA14/BN4vVjtby-c/s1600/211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472699504636045010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_LvNDBJptI/AAAAAAAAA14/BN4vVjtby-c/s320/211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love these kids!  Can't wait to see them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-7066806448331606800?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7066806448331606800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7066806448331606800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7066806448331606800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7066806448331606800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-nieces-and-nephews.html' title='My Nieces and Nephews'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_LvPMTs27I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Q2lquVR-UII/s72-c/079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-9021000686841230935</id><published>2010-05-17T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T08:44:03.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What my 5 year old thinks markers are for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_FjhfCkb6I/AAAAAAAAA1w/uQfOl4jI4oo/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472264449150971810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_FjhfCkb6I/AAAAAAAAA1w/uQfOl4jI4oo/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_Fjg2N5i4I/AAAAAAAAA1o/PTInze8Z5hg/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472264438192638850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_Fjg2N5i4I/AAAAAAAAA1o/PTInze8Z5hg/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_FjgJWShYI/AAAAAAAAA1g/95hIXKZOHBI/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472264426148234626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_FjgJWShYI/AAAAAAAAA1g/95hIXKZOHBI/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't get over this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I laughed so hard when she showed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Delaney has always loved to color on herself. Don't know why. Guess that's just how she rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-9021000686841230935?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/9021000686841230935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=9021000686841230935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/9021000686841230935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/9021000686841230935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-my-5-year-old-thinks-markers-are.html' title='What my 5 year old thinks markers are for...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_FjhfCkb6I/AAAAAAAAA1w/uQfOl4jI4oo/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4841239382033148472</id><published>2010-05-16T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T08:30:36.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back from Nauvoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Sister, Becky, and I flew out to visit our other Sister, Mary, in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt;. I had an amazing time! I will post more about that later, but I wanted to get a few pictures up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, here our my faves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carthage Jail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_AKpwK9shI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/AMZr7Z-FbTg/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471885259676955154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_AKpwK9shI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/AMZr7Z-FbTg/s320/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the site where the Prophet Joseph Smith and his brother &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; Smith were martyred. The Spirit there was one of peace. It was truly amazing. I left knowing that those men had done the Lord's work and there was nothing to be sad about. There's a quote somewhere, I'll paraphrase...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"...they lived great, they died great..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Homestead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_AKpZSeSdI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/0BSLEi4WJu0/s1600/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471885253534435794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_AKpZSeSdI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/0BSLEi4WJu0/s320/094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the home that Joseph Smith and his family lived in when they first came to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt;. Only the brown log structure is original, the rest was added later. It was amazing walking into that original room. You could just feel it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was their home. Amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LDS&lt;/span&gt; Temple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_AKo6MPsWI/AAAAAAAAA1I/4ER446A7fhw/s1600/210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471885245186814306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_AKo6MPsWI/AAAAAAAAA1I/4ER446A7fhw/s320/210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No words to describe. I could have spent days here. What's truly amazing is that this was rebuilt just as is it was 150 years ago. With the exception of the modern upgrades needed (bathrooms &amp;amp; elevators) it was made to the original specifications. I was amazed by the colors, beautiful greens and yellows and dark stained wood. Gorgeous windows &amp;amp; fixtures. I talked to my brother-in-law about it. Those were the original colors used in the Temple. It was truly incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-4841239382033148472?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4841239382033148472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4841239382033148472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4841239382033148472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4841239382033148472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-back-from-nauvoo.html' title='I&apos;m back from Nauvoo'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S_AKpwK9shI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/AMZr7Z-FbTg/s72-c/069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4880592274863005370</id><published>2010-04-29T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T09:17:53.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In honor of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made a slight change to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, I'm not a supermodel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but my husband is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, no joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today he is working a modeling job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one's for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;REI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully the first of many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll post pictures if I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-4880592274863005370?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4880592274863005370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4880592274863005370&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4880592274863005370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4880592274863005370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-honor-of.html' title='In honor of...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6915008272020480470</id><published>2010-04-18T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T10:36:33.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trippin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's just start off by saying, I don't do road trips.  Of course, Andy loves them.  The last time I was in the car for more then 4 hours was when I was pregnant with Savannah.  Utah.  I hated every second and by the time we got there Andy did too.  Since then Andy's been on several, without me of course.  You can imagine our trepidation on embarking on our CA trip.  When Andy road trips he just drives.  Me, I'm more of worry wort.  Cops and such.  So, how we worked it out is I pretended to not know how fast Andy was driving cause I just wanted out of that car.  We were both much happier.  There is something to be said for the state of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;oblivion&lt;/span&gt;.  I think it can be healthy on certain occasions.  Thankfully we made it all the way to CA with no issues police related or otherwise.  I found I could do a 12 hour road trip without too much trouble.  It probably helped that the kids slept through most of it, but I'm still gonna call it a victory.  The drive home was not quite so daunting after our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;initial&lt;/span&gt; success.  Again I went into my state of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;oblivion&lt;/span&gt;.  Though oblivious, I was still on cop watch, so when I noticed headlights close behind us, seemingly out of nowhere it was hard not to panic just a little.  Mind you, we weren't even out of CA at this point.  I asked my sweet husband if the car behind us had come up quickly.  He answered, like the thought never &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to him, yeah.  Um...might be a cop, ya think?  When safe he moved out of the fast lane and after a few moments the cop passed us.  We let out a huge sigh, he slowed down and we said a quick prayer of thanks.  For the next few hours we were much for careful and mindful.  When the night got later, weather better and feeling more relaxed Andy resumed road trip mode.  As we were rounding a curve in the road I looked to the shoulder.  COP, COP, COP.  No time to slow down.  We were caught.  We watched as the headlights flipped on and he swung out onto the road.  crap, crap, crap.  We got pulled over.  Consolation was that we were already a good ways through Oregon.  He took all our information and went back to his cruiser.  When he was on his way back Andy was convinced it was too fast for a ticket.  I was not.  Imagine my shock when he returned sans ticket book.  He handed us back our information and told Andy he was letting him off with a verbal warning.  Whoa.  We were able to make it home with no further incident.  So thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-6915008272020480470?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6915008272020480470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6915008272020480470&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6915008272020480470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6915008272020480470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/04/road-trippin.html' title='Road Trippin&apos;'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8254768401728355846</id><published>2010-04-15T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:27:24.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cali Highlights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dinner with the Mother &amp;amp; Sisters-in-Law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while the boys were at Priesthood session...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnwTAqLcI/AAAAAAAAA1A/b2GmYLgzyGg/s1600/P4030399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460587890132790722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnwTAqLcI/AAAAAAAAA1A/b2GmYLgzyGg/s320/P4030399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making Deviled Eggs with Grandpa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnpIGyY2I/AAAAAAAAA04/yRplQXjbQWc/s1600/P4030423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460587766946620258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnpIGyY2I/AAAAAAAAA04/yRplQXjbQWc/s320/P4030423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter Egg Hunt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnoIT-SwI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MKj7ifqzcfY/s1600/P4030414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460587749822057218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnoIT-SwI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MKj7ifqzcfY/s320/P4030414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Discovering you &lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;ride a pink trike&lt;br /&gt;when you're a 7 year old boy with a cast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnnWQCrhI/AAAAAAAAA0o/mTix2IQ09tA/s1600/P4070434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460587736383794706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnnWQCrhI/AAAAAAAAA0o/mTix2IQ09tA/s320/P4070434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter Basket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though you no longer believe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnmvGq9nI/AAAAAAAAA0g/CM1dMLPp83w/s1600/P4030405-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460587725875508850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnmvGq9nI/AAAAAAAAA0g/CM1dMLPp83w/s320/P4030405-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Williams Family traditional Conference Breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnmMfEwhI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/2sigAOnSC5k/s1600/P4030400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460587716582621714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnmMfEwhI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/2sigAOnSC5k/s320/P4030400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, of course...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprising your parents by showing up at their doorstep at 8 am, after driving all night (on a whim) when they weren't expecting you to be there till 5pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surviving (technically 2) 12 hour road trips, when you DON'T do road trips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching your kids play with cousins. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; chasing the boys yelling "Cousins, come mere"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking personalities and communications.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Triple dating with our Good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to everyone saying "So, when are you moving back?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes wishing we could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visiting our old ward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing how big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; kids are now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing all our wonderful friends and family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week wasn't quite enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're shooting for 2 next year.&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/4817937735994021792-8254768401728355846?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8254768401728355846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8254768401728355846&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8254768401728355846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8254768401728355846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/04/cali-highlights.html' title='Cali Highlights'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8fnwTAqLcI/AAAAAAAAA1A/b2GmYLgzyGg/s72-c/P4030399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8376871688383607271</id><published>2010-04-14T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:01:00.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Diggity Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Dad is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hot dog&lt;/span&gt; lover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's kind of creepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was so fortunate to get this at a white elephant party...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8VNjhy4JjI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/9twljWBPXoI/s1600/P4060431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459855396019119666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8VNjhy4JjI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/9twljWBPXoI/s320/P4060431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's called a "Hot &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Diggity&lt;/span&gt; Dog"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You insert (2) hot dogs and (2) buns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Within a couple of minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(about as long as a toaster)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have perfectly cooked hot dogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and beautifully toasted buns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8VNjG7nymI/AAAAAAAAA0I/t0cJ0yhPQBg/s1600/P4060432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459855388808039010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8VNjG7nymI/AAAAAAAAA0I/t0cJ0yhPQBg/s320/P4060432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted to try it for the novelty of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was delicious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I now want my own "Hot &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Diggity&lt;/span&gt; Dog" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-8376871688383607271?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8376871688383607271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8376871688383607271&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8376871688383607271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8376871688383607271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/04/hot-diggity-dog.html' title='Hot Diggity Dog'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8VNjhy4JjI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/9twljWBPXoI/s72-c/P4060431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8853054208976858972</id><published>2010-04-13T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:49:17.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The proper way to eat Pringles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8VJLoik0sI/AAAAAAAAAz4/nf8SMjw6dDM/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459850587466420930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8VJLoik0sI/AAAAAAAAAz4/nf8SMjw6dDM/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (according to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-8853054208976858972?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8853054208976858972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8853054208976858972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8853054208976858972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8853054208976858972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/04/proper-way-to-eat-pringles.html' title='The proper way to eat Pringles...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S8VJLoik0sI/AAAAAAAAAz4/nf8SMjw6dDM/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-3589837415549074623</id><published>2010-03-30T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T16:16:00.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S7E097P5nkI/AAAAAAAAAzw/i-t5c9cpj04/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454198862203428418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S7E097P5nkI/AAAAAAAAAzw/i-t5c9cpj04/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made this cute little reversible apron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with matching Chef's hat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for Delaney's friend Ian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the first time I made a Chef's hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so cute on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to make more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-3589837415549074623?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/3589837415549074623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=3589837415549074623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3589837415549074623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3589837415549074623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthday-present.html' title='Birthday Present'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S7E097P5nkI/AAAAAAAAAzw/i-t5c9cpj04/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-421028485795702441</id><published>2010-03-29T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:14:04.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yep, he broke his leg...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S7EzgojhvvI/AAAAAAAAAzo/Q70F1AwFIWo/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454197259457642226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S7EzgojhvvI/AAAAAAAAAzo/Q70F1AwFIWo/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S7EzgGU51nI/AAAAAAAAAzg/itX_C7eoBbA/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454197250269501042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S7EzgGU51nI/AAAAAAAAAzg/itX_C7eoBbA/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that smile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's called medication.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he just found out he won't be able to go to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's been parked on my favorite chair since Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cast tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-421028485795702441?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/421028485795702441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=421028485795702441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/421028485795702441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/421028485795702441'/><link rel='alternate' 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parent teacher conference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can see the school from the back of our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we let Savannah babysit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can I just say how awesome it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-1957504054354472736?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/1957504054354472736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=1957504054354472736&amp;isPopup=true' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S6hM3DAWieI/AAAAAAAAAzY/J1LB2Big_58/s1600-h/266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451691857515284962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S6hM3DAWieI/AAAAAAAAAzY/J1LB2Big_58/s320/266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Savannah and I were laying on her bed the other day talking about her new tween status. She was very excited. We talked about tween stuff... music, boys. She confessed her crush. She has a poster of a cute boy hung in her room (she has good taste, btw). She's listened to more Taylor Swift then I think I would ever want to listen to. We talked about how in a couple of years of years she won't like her parents as much, she'll think we aren't too smart. She just laughed and laughed while we talked about it. I thought she was laughing cause she knew it was true. She wasn't. She was laughing because she couldn't possibly think of any way that that could be true. I was humbled. I know the day will come, I'm just so grateful for my sweet daughter who can't possibly imagine a world where she doesn't absolutely and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; adore her parents just as much as they adore her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Nan. Happy Birthday.&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/4817937735994021792-7162243332215656274?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7162243332215656274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7162243332215656274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7162243332215656274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7162243332215656274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-to-be-tween.html' title='Oh, to be 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S6UfKcz1v9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/4LjdbWjO4tc/s72-c/293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-3883294972022825673</id><published>2010-03-19T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:03:05.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a description for my blog I have the quote...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Be Happy for This Moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Moment is Your Life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this quote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so happy when I found it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to remind myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(more often than I'd like)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that this is the life I've chosen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I wouldn't trade it for anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a "Moment" the other night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had fallen into a fitful sleep around 11:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 2 am I was woken up by a very angry 2 year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to check on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd never seen him like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was pure anger poring from him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in his cries, his body language, his scrunched up face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked him what was wrong and he continued to rage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked him if he was mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He answered in the affirmative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked him what he needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He looked up at me and said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I need you to hold me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I quickly agreed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He crawled into his bed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grabbed his "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;softy&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;handed it to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and up went the arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gently lifted my little ball of anger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and held him close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His head immediately hit my shoulder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we swayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt his little body relax and knew he was fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kissed his cute little neck &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he looked up at me and said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Thank you, Mommy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've had many a 2 am wake up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;usually with a very unhappy me as a result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This "Moment" was beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little boy finding love and comfort in his Mommy's arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-3883294972022825673?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/3883294972022825673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=3883294972022825673&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3883294972022825673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3883294972022825673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/03/moments.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-2521936625471169968</id><published>2010-03-17T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:55:32.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scriptures, according to Willson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight we were reading scriptures with the kids, the illustrated kind. Mason was reading, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; seemed really interested. I thought, hey, maybe he's ready to start "reading" them too. He was very excited for a chance to read them. So, I would read off the words and he'd repeat them. We were reading about Adam and Eve leaving the Garden of Eden. Keep in mind that he was "reading" one page, which is only about 15 sentences total. So I said, waiting for him to repeat it, "Sometimes they were sad." &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; waits a minute, thinking, then says "Yeah. Sometimes they were sad." We got a little further on and apparently he didn't like what I told him to say because instead of repeating it he said "blah." I moved on laughing like crazy inside. I said the next little phrase and he again said "blah." By now, Andy's across the room, eyes watering from holding the laugh in and I'm trying not to shake &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; on my lap. I repeated what he was supposed to say and after one more "blah." he moved on. I'm thankful he gave up the blah's because one more and I don't think we would have made it through the rest of the page. Further on he had to say "...killed an animal." He again paused, thinking and said, voice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;squeaky&lt;/span&gt; and sounding choked up "killed. animal." He made it through his last two sentences without incident. Then we spent a good five minutes recounting his antics and laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-2521936625471169968?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/2521936625471169968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=2521936625471169968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2521936625471169968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2521936625471169968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/03/scriptures-according-to-willson.html' title='Scriptures, according to Willson'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-7220562342956555282</id><published>2010-03-09T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:44:12.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other night the Elders stopped by for a short visit.  We visited a little, talked about what we've been up to, talked about how their work was going and they shared a sweet message with us.  Can I just say how much we love the Elders.  Elder &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Balle&lt;/span&gt; is just a funny nice kid and Elder Twelves has nearly no sense of humor, seriously.  We all get a kick out of his total lack of humor, Elder &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Balle&lt;/span&gt; included.  At the end of the visit Elder &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Balle&lt;/span&gt; asked us if there was anything they could do for us.  After a few shrugs and nope, we're goods Andy said "You know I could really use a back scratch"  I rolled my eyes smacked his arm and started laughing.  Elder Twelves actually smiled and laughed a little.  We were shocked.  That just made us laugh harder.  Elder &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Balle&lt;/span&gt;, very matter of fact, agreed to scratch Andy's back, with a laugh in his eyes.  My husband never ceases to amaze me, for good or bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-7220562342956555282?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/7220562342956555282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=7220562342956555282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7220562342956555282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/7220562342956555282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/03/help.html' title='Help?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-88174568018554493</id><published>2010-03-08T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:32:35.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been so in love with the flower hair bows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They weren't popular when my girls were baby's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been wanting to learn to make them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend I was at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on a Saturday night, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;buying diapers and wipes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when I once again went down the fake flower aisle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After so many times going down that aisle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally took the plunge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought 3 flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, only 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's still super brave, though, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just gonna call it super brave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My blog, my rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I brought the flowers home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;figured out how to pull them apart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; decided what to put in the center,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(buttons)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then figured out how to attach them to the headband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and one barrette for Savannah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(she wanted in on the action)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember those old commercials where the mom made Rice Crispy Treats?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She'd sprinkle flour and fish bowl water on her face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acting as though she spent hours and hours making them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that it was so difficult and exhausting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture me covered in ribbon and thread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with little pieces of fake flower hot glued to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a look of utter exhaustion on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, here's the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was pretty darn easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I figured it out all on my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I ended up with a pink, an orange and 2 green flower bows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(the green was full enough to make 2 out of, score)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's to super brave...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S5UifWNVSXI/AAAAAAAAAys/uNgvLLXh5Uo/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446297246307273074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S5UifWNVSXI/AAAAAAAAAys/uNgvLLXh5Uo/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4817937735994021792-88174568018554493?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/88174568018554493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=88174568018554493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/88174568018554493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/88174568018554493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/03/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S5UifWNVSXI/AAAAAAAAAys/uNgvLLXh5Uo/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4319319162048884958</id><published>2010-02-17T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:49:53.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't hate me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; Cyrus.  I know.  Right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my defense....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was already in love with the song &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I found out SHE sang it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried so hard to hate it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't judge me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-4319319162048884958?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4319319162048884958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4319319162048884958&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4319319162048884958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4319319162048884958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-hate-me.html' title='Don&apos;t hate me...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-5865379527175036285</id><published>2010-02-16T21:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:33:08.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Big Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday wishes to my big sister Mary!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S3t6twQV60I/AAAAAAAAAwU/-tRF_IrxHK0/s1600-h/mary.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439075901446155074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S3t6twQV60I/AAAAAAAAAwU/-tRF_IrxHK0/s320/mary.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite memories of me &amp;amp; my sister...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riding to seminary with Mary was ALWAYS an adventure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acting as my Escort my first time through the Temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a long hard day of moving, Mary babysitting then bringing 10 month old Savannah home in a brand new outfit, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;complete with a jean jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mary having to pretend to leave our house, including waving and saying bye to 18 month old Savannah, so we could put her to bed, waiting on our porch and quietly sneaking back in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Savannah wouldn't go to bed if she knew Aunt Mary was there)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mary accidentally taking a picture of my front door, waiting for me to answer it, because she was so excited when I called and told her my water broke (with Mason) and she had to come to watch Savannah so we could go to the hospital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watching Mary &amp;amp; her Family being sealed for Time and All Eternity in the Sacramento Temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listening on the phone as Mary told me she was 7 weeks pregnant and being shocked as I told her I was 7 weeks pregnant too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Our boys &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; and Cole are 4 days apart)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Mary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-5865379527175036285?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/5865379527175036285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=5865379527175036285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5865379527175036285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5865379527175036285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-my-big-sister.html' title='To My Big Sister'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S3t6twQV60I/AAAAAAAAAwU/-tRF_IrxHK0/s72-c/mary.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6751223966378041883</id><published>2010-02-05T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:01:00.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you, baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; came running up to me, arms open wide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I scooped him up , held him close and said "I love you, baby!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To which he replied..."That's right be-be!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-6751223966378041883?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6751223966378041883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6751223966378041883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6751223966378041883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6751223966378041883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-you-baby.html' title='I love you, baby'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-2592312474285648904</id><published>2010-02-04T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:21:22.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Happy Birthday to my Baby Sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434575396752778322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S2t9h5yG5FI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Igm471SXGuU/s320/beck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(I totally stole this picture from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My favorite memories of my sister and me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sending Becky upstairs to ask Dad for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast. (He never could say no to her)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Playing cards on my bed on Sundays&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Her favorite comeback..."You're ugly"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Being in the Temple with her for the first time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bringing me Carl's Jr. for dinner two nights in a row when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was hospitalized during our move to Washington. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Surprising me by flying to Washington, renting an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Escalade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (just cause it's my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), taking me to the W hotel and having pedicures in the city.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Laughing, always laughing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love you Beck! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-2592312474285648904?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/2592312474285648904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=2592312474285648904&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2592312474285648904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2592312474285648904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S2t9h5yG5FI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Igm471SXGuU/s72-c/beck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4021299426893917235</id><published>2010-01-22T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T17:37:34.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Cute Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Delaney had been begging for a haircut for a few days. When we'd ask her how short she wanted she kept pointing to about halfway up the back of her head. I told her that wasn't happening. Andy finally agreed to letting me cut it. I like short hair, he prefers long, typical guy. We ran upstairs as soon as he said yes. This is the result...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S1pRwHOctLI/AAAAAAAAAwE/i7tXgHU8dKc/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429742187763774642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S1pRwHOctLI/AAAAAAAAAwE/i7tXgHU8dKc/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now if only I could talk him into letting me cut Willson's hair.&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/4817937735994021792-4021299426893917235?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4021299426893917235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4021299426893917235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4021299426893917235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4021299426893917235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/01/cute-cute-girl.html' title='Cute Cute Girl'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S1pRwHOctLI/AAAAAAAAAwE/i7tXgHU8dKc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-1665593537113176734</id><published>2010-01-21T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:31:30.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here mousie mousie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day my friend wrote about having a mouse in her house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems we have one too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S1jHVMJHbaI/AAAAAAAAAv8/asHQ31E5WKI/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429308517645774242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S1jHVMJHbaI/AAAAAAAAAv8/asHQ31E5WKI/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4817937735994021792-1665593537113176734?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/1665593537113176734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=1665593537113176734&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1665593537113176734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1665593537113176734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/01/here-mousie-mousie.html' title='here mousie mousie'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S1jHVMJHbaI/AAAAAAAAAv8/asHQ31E5WKI/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4046124832191613016</id><published>2010-01-13T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T07:45:57.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Razors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday I was at the computer working when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; brought me a pack of disposable razors, that hadn't made it upstairs yet, and in his best whiny voice said "I want Candy!"  I took the package and told him that it wasn't candy, but razors.  Then crying he said "I want razors!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-4046124832191613016?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4046124832191613016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4046124832191613016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4046124832191613016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4046124832191613016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/01/razors.html' title='Razors'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8825870670194781829</id><published>2010-01-07T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:48:05.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackmail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; loves Delaney's hair bows. She has two of these, in barrette form, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; insisted on having one in his hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Delaney was happy to share.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0Yrsj4Rz0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/BuD65utTBT4/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424070845759868738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0Yrsj4Rz0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/BuD65utTBT4/s320/019.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/4817937735994021792-8825870670194781829?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8825870670194781829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8825870670194781829&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8825870670194781829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8825870670194781829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/01/blackmail.html' title='Blackmail'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0Yrsj4Rz0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/BuD65utTBT4/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-1592390176708172181</id><published>2010-01-05T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:50:12.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Home Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night we had some friends over for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which included a nice lesson followed by...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guitar Hero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0Ooc8NhgQI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Eustvdd6OKU/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423363591436861698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0Ooc8NhgQI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Eustvdd6OKU/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the kids dancing in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OocSrCQJI/AAAAAAAAAuA/PHdxcwsELdc/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423363580286353554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OocSrCQJI/AAAAAAAAAuA/PHdxcwsELdc/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OoTFSV_aI/AAAAAAAAAt4/8rzejCHOCa8/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423363422074305954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OoTFSV_aI/AAAAAAAAAt4/8rzejCHOCa8/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We don't know where Delaney gets her stance from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OoSi63FQI/AAAAAAAAAtw/i3e58imgNb0/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423363412849005826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OoSi63FQI/AAAAAAAAAtw/i3e58imgNb0/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OoSd47baI/AAAAAAAAAto/kz-5o9p_7iE/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423363411498724770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OoSd47baI/AAAAAAAAAto/kz-5o9p_7iE/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Savannah's so good, she plays without looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OoR7ZIapI/AAAAAAAAAtg/0XjWANvG8ig/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423363402238552722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OoR7ZIapI/AAAAAAAAAtg/0XjWANvG8ig/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy, not happy that I took a picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OoRbor-FI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Q7OmAZtDsBI/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423363393713862738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0OoRbor-FI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Q7OmAZtDsBI/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun. It was our friends first time playing Guitar Hero and they loved it. We've already made plans for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; bowling tournament next week. Losers have to go get desert. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-1592390176708172181?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/1592390176708172181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=1592390176708172181&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1592390176708172181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1592390176708172181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2010/01/family-home-evening.html' title='Family Home Evening'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/S0Ooc8NhgQI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Eustvdd6OKU/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6620399092960288689</id><published>2009-12-29T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T06:16:52.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a super cool thing happen this year, so I wanted to share my tale. Andy &amp;amp; I had just put the kids to bed, the night before Christmas Eve, when our doorbell rang. I was expecting some friends to stop by to drop something off. So I happily went to answer the door. Upon opening the door I was surprised to see no one there. I got there pretty quick too, I was in the hallway, right by the door when the bell rang. I looked down and sitting on our mat was an envelope with our family name on it. Andy &amp;amp; I opened the envelope and were surprised to find a gift card and cash within. We smiled at each other. Thankful for whoever left this for us and for our blessings. About an hour later the doorbell rang again. I thought, ah, there they are. So I opened the door again and again found no one there. I looked down and this time there was a wrapped package on our mat. I yelled for Andy, completely in shock. There was a tag on the gift, that again had our family name. We brought the present inside. I asked Andy if we should wait or open it now. He told me to open it now. That was all I needed. I tore into the gift. As the first piece ripped off the box we were shocked to see the writing "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; Sports" We looked at each other again mouths hanging open. Let me ask you this...Who gets doorbell ditched a gift card, cash and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; system? We went to bed that night, later then usual, feeling very thankful and very loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no clue if either of these people read my blog, but I had to do what I could to thank them so...Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-6620399092960288689?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6620399092960288689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6620399092960288689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6620399092960288689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6620399092960288689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-2650504613268181937</id><published>2009-12-23T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T06:54:32.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was telling Andy that I can't wait for next Christmas because I'll finally be able to have Christmas presents under the tree. It's been a few years since we've been able to do that. The other day we received a package from Andy's parents with Christmas presents in it. I put the presents out as a trial. Besides a ripped off bow, he did pretty good. So a couple of days later, after the kids had gone to bed, I wrapped a few to put under the tree. I thought if I didn't call attention to it he wouldn't notice. I was totally wrong. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; came downstairs, looked at the bottom of the tree and his eyes lit up. He whispered with awe and excitement "presents" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His little hands immediately began working. He was trying so hard not to touch them. He just kept getting more and more excited. His eyes glowing and locked on the gifts, his smile huge, and his hands moving faster and faster. Finally the excitement was too much and he looked at me and said "I smell it!" I burst out laughing and before I could do anything else he was on the floor smelling the presents and giggling.  A little sniffing didn't hurt them a bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-2650504613268181937?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/2650504613268181937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=2650504613268181937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2650504613268181937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2650504613268181937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-presents.html' title='Christmas Presents'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4193472738687922600</id><published>2009-12-21T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:12:19.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Aunt Becks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister, Becky, wanted to come out and buy some Christmas clothes for the kids. Because of work, she wasn't able to make it, so she sent some money, the weekend my parents were here, and my mom and I had a blast picking out stuff! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBUpyrn_WI/AAAAAAAAArY/6XE762wVd2k/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBUpyrn_WI/AAAAAAAAArY/6XE762wVd2k/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cannot tell you how many pictures I had to take to get a halfway decent one. The funny thing is, it was Mason who messed up most of them.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBTX5T-37I/AAAAAAAAArI/9mAqntnnn30/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBUpyrn_WI/AAAAAAAAArY/6XE762wVd2k/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417923428682825058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBUpyrn_WI/AAAAAAAAArY/6XE762wVd2k/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBUpR6PvuI/AAAAAAAAArQ/QM59XPHBBVE/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417923419885780706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBUpR6PvuI/AAAAAAAAArQ/QM59XPHBBVE/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBTXZeL6SI/AAAAAAAAArA/XAY0npP7Quo/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417922013166299426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBTXZeL6SI/AAAAAAAAArA/XAY0npP7Quo/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made some hair bows to go with their outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBTW9XMmRI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Sh4Ks8S9Bgw/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417922005620791570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBTW9XMmRI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Sh4Ks8S9Bgw/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We tried to get individual shots, and this is what we got from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;. I still think it's adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBTWUHDr8I/AAAAAAAAAqw/eNNbsimmSIU/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417921994547244994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBTWUHDr8I/AAAAAAAAAqw/eNNbsimmSIU/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-4193472738687922600?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4193472738687922600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4193472738687922600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4193472738687922600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4193472738687922600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks-aunt-becks.html' title='Thanks Aunt Becks!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SzBUpyrn_WI/AAAAAAAAArY/6XE762wVd2k/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-2439061112405899559</id><published>2009-12-20T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:15:47.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night we had an interesting dinner.  Andy made some burgers and we had some fingerling potatoes, left over from the Relief Society Christmas dinner (it pays being on the committee).  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; upon investigating Savannah's dinner asked "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vanannah&lt;/span&gt; you have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;barbecute&lt;/span&gt; sauce?".  This made me giggle.  Then we, of course, had to talk Savannah into eating her potatoes.  After she tried them she exclaimed "Fingertip potatoes are so yummy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hum, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;barbecute&lt;/span&gt; sauce and fingertip potatoes...Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-2439061112405899559?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/2439061112405899559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=2439061112405899559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2439061112405899559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2439061112405899559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/12/yummy-dinner.html' title='Yummy Dinner'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-36260511257251455</id><published>2009-12-18T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T18:52:01.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit wrong, but oh sooo right!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day, some friends were telling me about this new donut shop in town. It sounded pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hoity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;toity&lt;/span&gt;, but intriguing at the same time. I told Andy about it and he was intrigued too. Imagine my surprise when Andy showed up with donuts this afternoon. He presented me with my absolute favorite, pink frosting, which I haven't had since we left CA. Then he leaned over to show me what he was sampling. It looked like a maple bar, but there was something on it. I thought maybe some kind of nuts, so I asked him what it was. It was bacon. Yep, bacon on a maple bar. I gasped and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ewwed&lt;/span&gt;. Then he reasoned with me. When I have bacon with breakfast, what do I do? Um, smother it in syrup. When we buy sausage, what kind do we buy? Um, maple and brown sugar. I still was not swayed. Finally out of sheer curiosity I relented to just trying a bite. Holy Crap. It was so good and so right. Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Try it. You'll love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-36260511257251455?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/36260511257251455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=36260511257251455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/36260511257251455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/36260511257251455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-bit-wrong-but-oh-sooo-right.html' title='A little bit wrong, but oh sooo right!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-5026597843557373616</id><published>2009-12-17T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:28:48.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Decorations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom requested pictures of our Christmas Decorations...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrMZtv2SQI/AAAAAAAAAqg/5PRR52uuZwE/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416366244015524098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrMZtv2SQI/AAAAAAAAAqg/5PRR52uuZwE/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrMZGDMMyI/AAAAAAAAAqY/RFCM9wrPKi4/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416366233359233826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrMZGDMMyI/AAAAAAAAAqY/RFCM9wrPKi4/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrK0oPEncI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/b7fb4EFtp-w/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416364507369086402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrK0oPEncI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/b7fb4EFtp-w/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrK0Q8COjI/AAAAAAAAAqI/X3NAXVamAc4/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416364501115222578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrK0Q8COjI/AAAAAAAAAqI/X3NAXVamAc4/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrKsSyBKJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/13Ry1z9S6oI/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416364364171126930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrKsSyBKJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/13Ry1z9S6oI/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrKryngSyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/RQkl_XcbJqU/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416364355537095458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrKryngSyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/RQkl_XcbJqU/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrKrZCEjZI/AAAAAAAAApw/-hpHWfEtY-I/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416364348669201810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrKrZCEjZI/AAAAAAAAApw/-hpHWfEtY-I/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrKq30LfQI/AAAAAAAAApo/jqniMoJlAFw/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416364339752566018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrKq30LfQI/AAAAAAAAApo/jqniMoJlAFw/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrKqbsQL_I/AAAAAAAAApg/48z9aAMgB-o/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416364332203126770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrKqbsQL_I/AAAAAAAAApg/48z9aAMgB-o/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-5026597843557373616?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/5026597843557373616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=5026597843557373616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5026597843557373616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5026597843557373616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-decorations.html' title='Christmas Decorations'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SyrMZtv2SQI/AAAAAAAAAqg/5PRR52uuZwE/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8640343172822872857</id><published>2009-12-14T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T07:26:14.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night we were watching the movie "Evan Almighty" with the kids.  Love that movie.  At the end of the movie it shows a white dove so Andy asked the kids why that was there.  Savannah immediately replied with the correct answer and Delaney agreed saying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Yeah, God is a Pigeon."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My goodness.  I needed that laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-8640343172822872857?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8640343172822872857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8640343172822872857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8640343172822872857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8640343172822872857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/12/what.html' title='What??'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4643786977170483839</id><published>2009-12-02T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T14:48:08.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look what happens when you play on the computer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Five North American Cities I Would Seriously Consider Living:&lt;br /&gt;1. Seattle WA&lt;br /&gt;2. Folsom CA&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt; IL&lt;br /&gt;4. Cameron Park CA&lt;br /&gt;5. Carmichael CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Songs To Which I Know All The Words:&lt;br /&gt;1. Paul Revere - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beastie&lt;/span&gt; Boys&lt;br /&gt;2. With or Without You- U2&lt;br /&gt;3. The Last of the Famous International Playboys - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Morrisey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Better That We Break - Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;5. Somebody - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Depeche&lt;/span&gt; Mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Foods I'd Wish To Have In Unlimited Quantities On A Deserted Island:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;2. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;3. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;4. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;5. Salt &amp;amp; Vinegar Chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Chores I Should Be Doing Right Now Instead of Blogging:&lt;br /&gt;1. Dishes&lt;br /&gt;2. Laundry&lt;br /&gt;3. Changing a diaper&lt;br /&gt;4. Cleaning my room&lt;br /&gt;5. Playing with my kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Childhood Friends I Would Love To See Again:&lt;br /&gt;1. Elisabeth Emerson&lt;br /&gt;2. Anne &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LeBras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Laurie Simpson&lt;br /&gt;4. ?&lt;br /&gt;5. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Friends To Tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sarah&lt;br /&gt;2. Melissa&lt;br /&gt;3. Jenn&lt;br /&gt;4. Kristin&lt;br /&gt;5. Debbie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-4643786977170483839?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4643786977170483839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4643786977170483839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4643786977170483839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4643786977170483839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-got-tagged.html' title='I got Tagged'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4076447220735881340</id><published>2009-11-27T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T07:45:00.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As most of you know, we are having a homemade Christmas this year.  I have completed several of the projects.  I didn't want to post them on this blog, since my Savannah reads it.  So, I started a new blog, just for my homemade Christmas.  If you would like to view my completed projects, there is a link right above our family picture.  Enjoy!  I know I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-4076447220735881340?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4076447220735881340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4076447220735881340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4076447220735881340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4076447220735881340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-projects.html' title='Christmas Projects'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-5136558820250572333</id><published>2009-11-26T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:42:38.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last weekend I went to a Baby Shower for a good friend of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those of you who know me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;know I can't wrap a pretty present to save my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, I'm that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, shocker of all shockers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I managed to pull out a pretty package&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so proud of myself that I had to post it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I can go back and say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Remember that one time I wrapped that pretty present?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was awesome" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then no one can dispute the validity of my claim.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sw6uR0IX9-I/AAAAAAAAApI/sSF_L1ikPfE/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408451823593322466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sw6uR0IX9-I/AAAAAAAAApI/sSF_L1ikPfE/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what was inside of the package....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sw6uGSHJQdI/AAAAAAAAApA/oR5rFSZK7Xw/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408451625482797522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sw6uGSHJQdI/AAAAAAAAApA/oR5rFSZK7Xw/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sw6uGPdyqSI/AAAAAAAAAo4/8RRCJ4Y2Hm4/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408451624772479266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sw6uGPdyqSI/AAAAAAAAAo4/8RRCJ4Y2Hm4/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sw6uFkT0pvI/AAAAAAAAAow/-b5FO4kILDE/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408451613187942130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sw6uFkT0pvI/AAAAAAAAAow/-b5FO4kILDE/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sw6uFHs8NBI/AAAAAAAAAoo/iermuJKfjpM/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408451605508666386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sw6uFHs8NBI/AAAAAAAAAoo/iermuJKfjpM/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My absolute favorite part!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Newborn sized tutu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was seriously too cute for words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sw6uEo36iaI/AAAAAAAAAog/4JXemtx1vjI/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408451597233195426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; 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Dancing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a perfect gift&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(that's not sarcastic, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-3696256641512116206?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/3696256641512116206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=3696256641512116206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3696256641512116206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3696256641512116206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/11/forgot-to-post-this.html' title='forgot to post this...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-1956140586247414388</id><published>2009-11-14T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T07:15:00.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Name Choc-o-late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've recently been teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; that when someone says &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"What's your name?" he answers "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's been doing really well with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Usually you get a yelling and jumping "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Yeah he never stops moving)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day he was cranky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or just sick of me asking him what his name was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At first he just ignored me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then I was more persistent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally he looked at me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said "What's your name?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; replied "Choc-o-late"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said "What?!"  (laughing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smiling at me "Name choc-o-late"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-1956140586247414388?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/1956140586247414388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=1956140586247414388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1956140586247414388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1956140586247414388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/11/name-choc-o-late.html' title='Name Choc-o-late'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-5564229838544728534</id><published>2009-11-13T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:40:33.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is my sweet baby's birthday! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sv3bTa3ZxFI/AAAAAAAAAlU/N8sLAzZtMMI/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403716254590157906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sv3bTa3ZxFI/AAAAAAAAAlU/N8sLAzZtMMI/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know where the time has gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little man loves to move!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He doesn't stop, ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves his Mommy and Daddy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fanannah&lt;/span&gt; (Savannah), Mason &amp;amp; Delaney,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elmo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Choc-o-late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and anything that requires him to move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He won't pose for pictures for more than 2 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to beg for hugs and kisses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when he's in the mood to give them, watch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves all men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the Elders come over we can't keep him off them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves to say his prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's getting so good at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has the loudest "Amen" you'll ever hear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Delaney we thought we were done having kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Heavenly Father whispered, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"one more boy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then He sent us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I made him Elmo cupcakes for his birthday&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sv3bS0kjd4I/AAAAAAAAAlM/Zpnnetc1GPE/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403716244310554498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sv3bS0kjd4I/AAAAAAAAAlM/Zpnnetc1GPE/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-5564229838544728534?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/5564229838544728534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=5564229838544728534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5564229838544728534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5564229838544728534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/11/guess-whos-2.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s 2'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sv3bTa3ZxFI/AAAAAAAAAlU/N8sLAzZtMMI/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-3648833807543931993</id><published>2009-11-12T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:00:42.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Owl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Savannah loves to stay up late. That's how she rolls. So last night when I discovered her light on WAY past bed time I went to investigate. A few weeks ago she was having nightmares, so she slept with it on. I walked into her room and found her obviously faking sleep. She pretended to sleepily sit up. I decided to play along. I asked why her light was still on. She kind of shrugged. I asked her if she was having bad dreams. She said no. I asked her what she was doing. She sat there for a minute and then tentatively pointed at her nightstand. I scanned the night stand looking for books, stories she was writing and found none. The only thing there was her scriptures on top of a pile of friend magazines. I asked her again what she'd been doing. She again pointed at her nightstand, more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;confidently&lt;/span&gt; this time. So I asked her if she was reading her scriptures. She nodded and added that she was reading some stuff she got from Primary too. Before I could stop myself I blurted out "Really?" She quietly nodded again. How could I get mad at that? I calmly and quietly reminded her that we have bedtimes for a reason and that she needed to go to sleep. She quietly agreed and prepared to go to sleep.  I turned off her light and walked out of her room feeling thankful for my sweet daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-3648833807543931993?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/3648833807543931993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=3648833807543931993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3648833807543931993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3648833807543931993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/11/night-owl.html' title='Night Owl'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6776950854066708305</id><published>2009-11-09T09:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:03:52.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Savannah and I like to play this game that originated from her friend Allie. Allie is a really funny kid. She came up with saying "I like pie" randomly. We've turned into a game where we take turns saying things we like, always starting with "I like..."  The "i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;like's&lt;/span&gt;" involve everything from food, people, books, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; shows, movies, etc.  We were playing it on the way to school this morning. The kids were naming all different flavors of pies that they liked. It was cute. Then all of the sudden &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was yelling something. I listened real hard as he yelled "I like pie!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-6776950854066708305?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6776950854066708305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6776950854066708305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6776950854066708305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6776950854066708305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-like-pie.html' title='I Like Pie'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-672346393861330152</id><published>2009-11-07T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T08:20:59.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've had sickness in our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At first we feared the dreaded swine flu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankfully we were wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The 2 youngest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;members&lt;/span&gt; have been afflicted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This has ended up in lots of crankiness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially from the youngest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has been following me around the house with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"hold you" and lots of screaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also lots of "I need Chocolate"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In an effort to make him happy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I showed him my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He likes to look at the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was pointing out who people were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it came to his pictures I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Who's that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To which he replied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; going Church"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love how he associates all his button up shirts with Church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day I put one on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said "I go Nursery.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Playdough&lt;/span&gt;.  Roll it, make it ball"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then he proceeded to show me how to roll it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, in the midst of all the crying and snot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and constant demands for my attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am reminded how smart and fun my little man is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm holding him while typing this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he's turning my head to face him and saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I need choc-o-late"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can I refuse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-672346393861330152?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/672346393861330152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=672346393861330152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/672346393861330152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/672346393861330152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-baby.html' title='My Baby'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-1836626089210405047</id><published>2009-11-05T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:33:50.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andicapped</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, he did it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sweet husband started his own blog.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(With a little help from me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andicapped.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.andicapped.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-1836626089210405047?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/1836626089210405047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=1836626089210405047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1836626089210405047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1836626089210405047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/11/andicapped.html' title='Andicapped'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-2658109123599003487</id><published>2009-11-02T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:07:51.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Su8DeA04ZAI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nmaHumPo3QY/s1600-h/halloween2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399538292393272322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Su8DeA04ZAI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nmaHumPo3QY/s400/halloween2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a picture from Halloween. We had dinner at our friends house and then took the kids trick-or-treating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A good time was had by all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have more pictures, on my phone, that I will post as soon as I figure out how to get them from the phone to the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-2658109123599003487?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/2658109123599003487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=2658109123599003487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2658109123599003487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/2658109123599003487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Su8DeA04ZAI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nmaHumPo3QY/s72-c/halloween2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8873582002702477124</id><published>2009-11-01T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:40:27.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You might live in Washington...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;if it's raining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if it's 53 degrees out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you decide to go to the Library&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you choose to wear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t-shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;flip flops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you have wet hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you aren't even a little cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then you just might live in Washington&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-8873582002702477124?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8873582002702477124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8873582002702477124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8873582002702477124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8873582002702477124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-might-live-in-washington.html' title='You might live in Washington...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-5440675496839360316</id><published>2009-10-29T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T07:49:19.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I &lt;3 Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I should have posted this long ago, but life got in the way...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had some friends over to play. The kids were in the backyard digging, of course.  I was in the Kitchen baking. I heard them singing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the open window, and smiled to myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then I realized what they were singing and my heart smiled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Listen closely...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c06e6aae1e4f3d35" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc06e6aae1e4f3d35%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331094278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC07496AB532F695C48EDFE7DBEE6E0984A12702.475CE4323F0FA7957736EFF309B4949EBCB3E3DB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc06e6aae1e4f3d35%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHDBzvuv6J9n9QBcC6KcWGapXLRU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc06e6aae1e4f3d35%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331094278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC07496AB532F695C48EDFE7DBEE6E0984A12702.475CE4323F0FA7957736EFF309B4949EBCB3E3DB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc06e6aae1e4f3d35%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHDBzvuv6J9n9QBcC6KcWGapXLRU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*How Firm a Foundation (they've been learning it in Primary)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-5440675496839360316?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/5440675496839360316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=5440675496839360316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5440675496839360316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5440675496839360316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-3-kids.html' title='I &lt;3 Kids'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-3929750155484135302</id><published>2009-10-27T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:18:33.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HaiR bOws, hAir BowS, haiR boWs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm finally getting around to posting my "handmade" gifts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for 2 of the 3 who accepted my offer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend taught me how to make hair bows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I had SO much fun with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarah just had a baby girl and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Debbie is going to have one any day now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I went to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't get a picture of the bows I sent Debbie, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but a lot of them were the same as Sarah's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watch out for all the pictures...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SudwMoN-VbI/AAAAAAAAAkM/sh_Q7IGNxws/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397406040683599282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SudwMoN-VbI/AAAAAAAAAkM/sh_Q7IGNxws/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SudwMO82PJI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jRp6U6k1xz8/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397406033900878994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SudwMO82PJI/AAAAAAAAAkE/jRp6U6k1xz8/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SudwL4fa-LI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GXOWy4VVwvM/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397406027871877298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SudwL4fa-LI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GXOWy4VVwvM/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SudwLdwM4dI/AAAAAAAAAj0/v65whVYTL-A/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397406020694499794" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sudv10k9RnI/AAAAAAAAAjc/jkBX5uO3lj8/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sudv1dbcfKI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Q_xZ2X5XFpw/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405642650320034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sudv1dbcfKI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Q_xZ2X5XFpw/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sudv0xxuyUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/PPt2pr38LXg/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405630932633922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sudv0xxuyUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/PPt2pr38LXg/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sudv0dTj1CI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Tt6assCWKa0/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397405625437377570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Sudv0dTj1CI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Tt6assCWKa0/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-3929750155484135302?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/3929750155484135302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=3929750155484135302&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3929750155484135302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3929750155484135302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/10/hair-bows-hair-bows-hair-bows.html' title='HaiR bOws, hAir BowS, haiR boWs'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SudwMoN-VbI/AAAAAAAAAkM/sh_Q7IGNxws/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-5092136876345036434</id><published>2009-10-19T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:44:28.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Get Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was a teenager my mom was dropping off one of our friends.  As a joke she said "goodbye, get out".  I've always thought this was hilarious.  So, when I drive my kids to school, we do all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kissy&lt;/span&gt; faces, I love yous and then I say "goodbye, get out" and Savannah says "goodbye, stay in."  Today when we got home we pulled into the garage and I said "goodbye, get out" Savannah paused, confused then smiled, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt; said "goodbye, get out."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-5092136876345036434?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/5092136876345036434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=5092136876345036434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5092136876345036434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/5092136876345036434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye-get-out.html' title='Goodbye, Get Out'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-6129594314085482352</id><published>2009-10-15T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:02:46.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we were bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Savannah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ste3HCdJ7nI/AAAAAAAAAi8/sI-N-QtcRXY/s1600-h/img027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392980410345582194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ste3HCdJ7nI/AAAAAAAAAi8/sI-N-QtcRXY/s320/img027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ste3Gkc9l_I/AAAAAAAAAi0/2ykhUQDg7_Y/s1600-h/img028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392980402291709938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ste3Gkc9l_I/AAAAAAAAAi0/2ykhUQDg7_Y/s320/img028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Delaney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ste3GMUXU6I/AAAAAAAAAis/GJSypgNTFPw/s1600-h/img029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392980395813196706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ste3GMUXU6I/AAAAAAAAAis/GJSypgNTFPw/s320/img029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Willson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ste3FqBv_sI/AAAAAAAAAik/fesXBRzilco/s1600-h/img030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392980386608316098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ste3FqBv_sI/AAAAAAAAAik/fesXBRzilco/s320/img030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He saw Laney doing it.&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't hold still long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-6129594314085482352?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/6129594314085482352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=6129594314085482352&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6129594314085482352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/6129594314085482352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-were-bored.html' title='we were bored...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ste3HCdJ7nI/AAAAAAAAAi8/sI-N-QtcRXY/s72-c/img027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-3442654268614081508</id><published>2009-10-13T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:02:46.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally get to post this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I received confirmation from my sister that her girls received these, so I get to post it now.  Fun Halloween bows, handmade by me.  Love it!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/StUw1XS9PFI/AAAAAAAAAic/hKmfR0vkOfA/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392269822190763090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/StUw1XS9PFI/AAAAAAAAAic/hKmfR0vkOfA/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-3442654268614081508?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/3442654268614081508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=3442654268614081508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3442654268614081508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/3442654268614081508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-finally-get-to-post-this.html' title='I finally get to post this...'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/StUw1XS9PFI/AAAAAAAAAic/hKmfR0vkOfA/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-1665961297811952705</id><published>2009-10-06T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T07:55:58.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other night we were laughing and joking at the dinner table.  Delaney pulled this out...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SstZ8AV5vLI/AAAAAAAAAiU/1Q6U8y4FiaE/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389500266497817778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SstZ8AV5vLI/AAAAAAAAAiU/1Q6U8y4FiaE/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That just made me laugh harder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-1665961297811952705?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/1665961297811952705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=1665961297811952705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1665961297811952705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/1665961297811952705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/10/loser.html' title='Loser'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SstZ8AV5vLI/AAAAAAAAAiU/1Q6U8y4FiaE/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-8430574468389972410</id><published>2009-10-05T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:05:38.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embarrassing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night Andy I were visiting and laughing and for some reason he quoted something from one of the many dumb books that I've read, that he makes fun of me for reading.  So I laughed at him and asked him if he'd read it.  He admitted that he's read a little bit of it, just to check up on me.  He further admitted that he does this occasionally with the books I read.  I laughed so hard.  I think he might secretly enjoy dumb teen romances.  At this point though I don't know what is more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;.  Me for admitting that I've read it, or Andy for checking up on me.  What man do you know can say he's read, part of it anyway, the following book...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ssoz3iVDhSI/AAAAAAAAAiM/TPgxpzloukU/s1600-h/Zuul.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389176933303158050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ssoz3iVDhSI/AAAAAAAAAiM/TPgxpzloukU/s400/Zuul.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://catalog.sno-isle.org/cgi-bin/cw_cgi?showContent+4477+94486382+86+T+-1"&gt;&lt;/a&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/4817937735994021792-8430574468389972410?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/8430574468389972410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=8430574468389972410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8430574468389972410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/8430574468389972410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/10/embarrassing.html' title='Embarrassing'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/Ssoz3iVDhSI/AAAAAAAAAiM/TPgxpzloukU/s72-c/Zuul.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4817937735994021792.post-4621879898816550587</id><published>2009-10-04T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T15:11:10.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I was recently called to the Activities Committee for our ward, along with my Enrichment Committee calling.  I went to my first meeting last week.  We were talking about assignments for our upcoming Halloween party.  When asked what my talents were I told them that I'm really good at showing up.  I can also follow directions really well.  I'm not terribly good at coming up with party decorations, but I am really good at seeing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; vision through.  That being said, I've been blog stalking a few places that have really good ideas for gifts.  Christmas this year is going to be slim, so I decided I want to make our Christmas gifts.  I'm super excited about it!  I love to make things for those I love.  I've seen lots of great ideas.  Yeah, I'm going on blogs of people I've never met and using their great ideas.   I'm struggling with what to make for Mason though.  Girls are so much easier to make things for, so if anyone has any handmade boy ideas I would really appreciate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4817937735994021792-4621879898816550587?l=melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/feeds/4621879898816550587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4817937735994021792&amp;postID=4621879898816550587&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4621879898816550587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4817937735994021792/posts/default/4621879898816550587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissas4crazykids.blogspot.com/2009/10/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484016829942480464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eQXn3gwCtXo/SYziBdVDBrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/p6AFIka7Eyg/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
