<?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-8631114503083155420</id><updated>2012-02-10T12:28:56.241-08:00</updated><category term='2 Week Vacation'/><category term='pioneer'/><category term='Mk Tball'/><title type='text'>"Little Things"             ...Burtenshaw Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Enjoy the Little Things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the BIG THINGS!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-6305695405770223974</id><published>2012-02-09T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T05:46:42.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Hands</title><content type='html'>My first born is no longer able to hold up one hand and tell you his age, not that he does that anyway, but none-the-less it now takes TWO hands! Yep, &amp;nbsp;he turned SIX years old today. &amp;nbsp;How we love our Mr. McKay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JiOw91GgzE/TzSt630qZHI/AAAAAAAAB_M/o6sjkEFXqI8/s1600/kids+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JiOw91GgzE/TzSt630qZHI/AAAAAAAAB_M/o6sjkEFXqI8/s400/kids+2.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;McKay was a miracle baby... born too big for his mama gave him a scary start. He proved to be stronger than his situation and came home quickly as a healthy baby. &amp;nbsp;...and his strength has only increased. &amp;nbsp;He definitely is a strong kid, yet I love that he never uses his physical strength to bully or be unkind. &amp;nbsp;In fact he is quite the opposite. He is very tender-hearted, concerned about others, and feels bad quickly if someone is unkind to him. We are trying to help him understand his feelings and emotions in a healthy and appropriate way. Sometimes I have thought "McKay, toughen up... kick the kid's trash if he is a punk to you." &amp;nbsp;...but I'm so glad he is not like that. &amp;nbsp;I know that he physically has the ability, but the thought of actually intentionally hurting someone would never cross his mind. &amp;nbsp;He does like to rough and tumble, I'm just glad that it is in a good-natured way. &amp;nbsp;I love how kind he is to his little sister and brother. &amp;nbsp;Sure he can get frustrated with them sometimes, but it never lasts long. He feels horrible if he thinks he has hurt someone, or disappointed us. &amp;nbsp;His little heart will break quickly if we ride him. &amp;nbsp;He is harder on himself anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_c6h8Sdq37k/TzStvgLSdOI/AAAAAAAAB-s/W8I4byygxSs/s1600/kids+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_c6h8Sdq37k/TzStvgLSdOI/AAAAAAAAB-s/W8I4byygxSs/s400/kids+1.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year McKay has become one of my great friends. &amp;nbsp;He was my go-to man while Ian was gone. &amp;nbsp;I relied on him more than most five year olds could handle. &amp;nbsp;He arose to the occasion. &amp;nbsp;I'm grateful that he was there to help me. &amp;nbsp;I'm grateful that he forgave me when I needed forgiving. &amp;nbsp;He daily says, "I love you, Mom." &amp;nbsp;That always makes everything better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKay is a talented kid. &amp;nbsp;Whatever he decides to do, he is good at it. &amp;nbsp;He is competitive, and I hope that will always drive him to be his best self. &amp;nbsp;When he got his bow this year, it was too difficult for him to pull back... he didn't quit trying though, and within the week, he was pulling it back and hitting the target like it was nothing. &amp;nbsp;He started playing basketball this year and he loves it. &amp;nbsp;He dribbles up the court using both hands (and not at the same time like most of the other kids). &amp;nbsp;He uses his left hand more than his right, and can do a crossover like it is nothing. &amp;nbsp;He was the high scorer in his last game with 10 pts. &amp;nbsp;He is a hustler down the court and has learned to defend quite well. &amp;nbsp;It is fun to watch him. &amp;nbsp;HE LOVES IT, you can tell by the look on his face. &amp;nbsp;...and his mom and dad love it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IcRhbBvfnRI/TzSt2b1pJ0I/AAAAAAAAB-8/_8WrLMZ8_uk/s1600/kids+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IcRhbBvfnRI/TzSt2b1pJ0I/AAAAAAAAB-8/_8WrLMZ8_uk/s400/kids+021.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIv8eJu4Qko/TzSt0xH_jII/AAAAAAAAB-0/Y2C0y1vxTvs/s1600/kids+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIv8eJu4Qko/TzSt0xH_jII/AAAAAAAAB-0/Y2C0y1vxTvs/s400/kids+018.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Besides being coordinated and good at sports, his mind works well also. &amp;nbsp;He hasn't always liked to sit and read a book until this year. &amp;nbsp;Now he now reads them to me, and it is a completely different story. He loves learning. &amp;nbsp;While helping his dad fix the car this week he said to Ian, "I love when you teach me things." His building and math skills are impressive as well.. &amp;nbsp;Legos, models, puzzles, games... he loves them all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6bj5XKGpgY/TzSt3maZfOI/AAAAAAAAB_E/mPNsl2dBsJU/s1600/kids+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6bj5XKGpgY/TzSt3maZfOI/AAAAAAAAB_E/mPNsl2dBsJU/s400/kids+023.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day this fall, his favorite color up and changed from green to yellow?? &amp;nbsp;It was very random, but oh well. &amp;nbsp;A month ago he reached the 50 lb mark. &amp;nbsp;He was so happy. &amp;nbsp;He enjoys kindergarten and like playing with friends, but just a couple weeks ago asked me if I knew who his three best friends were. &amp;nbsp;I asked who, he replied "my family, Heavenly Father, and Jesus" &amp;nbsp;I know he can't go wrong if he always keeps those as his best friends. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKay is a very teachable child &amp;nbsp;(another reason why I think he excels in sports). &amp;nbsp;He always &amp;nbsp;remembers to take his dish to the sink, better than I do. &amp;nbsp;At the first of the year we set a new family goal to be better at making our beds everyday (admitting that I have not been been a "good mom" at teaching my kids to do this, I have always been horrible at it myself). &amp;nbsp;Since Jan. 1, I have maybe had to remind him twice. &amp;nbsp;He makes that part of parenting so easy. &amp;nbsp;Thank you McKay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vOb9rS61h8/TzSyJegnwKI/AAAAAAAAB_c/3_xdOIqK7NY/s1600/_DSC6114c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1vOb9rS61h8/TzSyJegnwKI/AAAAAAAAB_c/3_xdOIqK7NY/s400/_DSC6114c.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kali told me she loves playing outside and coloring with McKay, and Paxton just tries to do everything he does. Especially playing with basketballs inside or outside. &amp;nbsp;I think McKay loves being the oldest, and he is very good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love watching him in primary :). &amp;nbsp;This last spring he was asked to stand up and sing &lt;i&gt;Praise to the Man&lt;/i&gt; with a friend on the spur of the moment. &amp;nbsp;He did it happily and with valor. &amp;nbsp;It was awesome! &amp;nbsp;He memorizes the Articles of Faith like they are nothing. &amp;nbsp;Speaking of his happy love for life, I love watching him skip/run to school every morning. &amp;nbsp; It just shows a lot about who he is. &amp;nbsp;He has a great excitement for everything we do. &amp;nbsp;He doesn't worry or fret about things. &amp;nbsp;I love his faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is crazy to think that he is a "two-hand" man now. &amp;nbsp;Ian said he isn't old enough to have a six year old, but I am, and I love it! &amp;nbsp;Happy Birthday McKay! &amp;nbsp;We are so glad you came to our family. &amp;nbsp;We love watching your grow and being there help you on your path of life. &amp;nbsp;...and we thank you for all the lessons YOU teach us along the way. And just like your fun party today, here is to an adventure-filled year! &amp;nbsp;We love you buddy.&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/8631114503083155420-6305695405770223974?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/6305695405770223974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=6305695405770223974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/6305695405770223974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/6305695405770223974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-hands.html' title='Two Hands'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JiOw91GgzE/TzSt630qZHI/AAAAAAAAB_M/o6sjkEFXqI8/s72-c/kids+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-9218815383981059831</id><published>2012-02-06T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T15:30:42.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of Decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Seven years ago, we found ourselves doing a little of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kDaZ4GemIlw/TzBX4oblRNI/AAAAAAAAB-c/YhvHngFdiMc/s1600/IMG_0954.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kDaZ4GemIlw/TzBX4oblRNI/AAAAAAAAB-c/YhvHngFdiMc/s320/IMG_0954.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk_QCVaNH1E/TzBX3zNt9xI/AAAAAAAAB-U/XZEMKI57cZE/s1600/IMG_0948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk_QCVaNH1E/TzBX3zNt9xI/AAAAAAAAB-U/XZEMKI57cZE/s320/IMG_0948.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and when we got off of this (after being stuck for three hours)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZo2cF0vH18/TzBX5qkOSHI/AAAAAAAAB-k/aW0ISq1grfA/s1600/IMG_0955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZo2cF0vH18/TzBX5qkOSHI/AAAAAAAAB-k/aW0ISq1grfA/s400/IMG_0955.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we were a newly engaged couple. &amp;nbsp;...The best decision I ever made! ...along with the follow-up choice when I said yes again across the altar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...and now seven years later, we have been trying to make perhaps the most difficult decision we have had yet. Today is decision day once again. The residency ranks are due by 10 PM tonight. &amp;nbsp;But I am confident that with this handsome husband by my side, our future will continue to be great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As we have reached this crossroad in our life, I continually find myself reflecting on the blessings, struggles, and great lessons we have learned during the past 3 and 1/2 years. It is certain that the hand of the Lord has been in our life. &amp;nbsp;Through all of this reflecting, I am most grateful that I have had my best friend (who happens to be my husband) by my side. &amp;nbsp;I have documented a big majority of our life &amp;nbsp;here, but over the next few months I'm &amp;nbsp;hoping you will see more evidence of my reflections of our medical school years as we start closing this phase of our life. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wish us luck! &amp;nbsp;And come April we will let you know how it all worked out :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-9218815383981059831?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/9218815383981059831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=9218815383981059831&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/9218815383981059831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/9218815383981059831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2012/02/days-of-decision.html' title='Days of Decision'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kDaZ4GemIlw/TzBX4oblRNI/AAAAAAAAB-c/YhvHngFdiMc/s72-c/IMG_0954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-4727725223746389152</id><published>2012-01-30T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T12:51:44.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xxxxx X2</title><content type='html'>Remember those unexpected adventures I mentioned in my last post? ...Well last Wed. Ian and I were making plans for the evening, Kali ran in from the backyard and yells Pax just fell off his bike. &amp;nbsp;Yes, he is only 15+ months, but he thinks he can do whatever his brother and sister are doing, including riding bikes that is. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say he fell off his little tike bike onto McKay's bike putting a nice laceration in his head. &amp;nbsp;I was glad Ian was home... things like this are much better when he is home, I didn't go into medicine for a reason. Ian would have liked to stitch him up right there on the kitchen counter, but with no lidocaine we figured the ER would be a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFV9me9lCYg/Tyb8YdjMKkI/AAAAAAAAB9s/vEwSXAtPorY/s1600/pax+stitches+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFV9me9lCYg/Tyb8YdjMKkI/AAAAAAAAB9s/vEwSXAtPorY/s400/pax+stitches+005.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey it wasn't so bad, especially with your best friends by your side... (and they got to watch &amp;nbsp;Despicable Me while waiting) &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2eEXZf1ohQA/Tyb8Ml7JjEI/AAAAAAAAB9k/9bmVa7hHIc0/s1600/pax+stitches+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2eEXZf1ohQA/Tyb8Ml7JjEI/AAAAAAAAB9k/9bmVa7hHIc0/s400/pax+stitches+004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Plus, he got Popsicle when it was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fLGnWwUxOfY/Tyb_lFhFFhI/AAAAAAAAB-E/l1EEU1p5Bsw/s1600/pax+stitches+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fLGnWwUxOfY/Tyb_lFhFFhI/AAAAAAAAB-E/l1EEU1p5Bsw/s320/pax+stitches+010.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So McKay stayed with Pax and his dad and watched them stitch up his little brother's head (he likes to be Ian's helper when Ian practices his suturing, in fact he is usually the one who asks to get the suturing board out). &amp;nbsp;I on the other hand would rather not be in the room. &amp;nbsp;I took Kali with me and went for a little walk. &amp;nbsp;While we were waiting I did a little math, and figured there was only a 5 day difference between Pax's age and McKay's age when they each got their first stitches. &amp;nbsp;....a little ironic. &amp;nbsp;I don't have any pics of McKay's first battle wound, I think I was a little too traumatized by the severity of his wound (his lip was completely severed) or maybe it was because I didn't have a camera on me 24/7 like I do now. ...but here's the little man a month or so afterwards (if you zoom in you can see the scar above his lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Xdbd6GtwKU/Tyb-hpxCsSI/AAAAAAAAB98/GwR4Bfq_Yrw/s1600/DSCF4609mk+stitch.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Xdbd6GtwKU/Tyb-hpxCsSI/AAAAAAAAB98/GwR4Bfq_Yrw/s400/DSCF4609mk+stitch.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as much as I would like this post to end right here, well it doesn't. &amp;nbsp;Here's the X2 .... We took Paxton's stitches out on Sunday before we headed to go see one of Ian's "boys" who is leaving on a mission this week. &amp;nbsp;We were visiting with friends and Pax was by our side, suddenly smack! ..He slipped, landing right on his newly unstitched wound... and his head was split open again. ... well, a lot more blood later, with a mom who gets crazy weird headaches at the sight (has to do with seeing a fatal accident or something), and a dad who just wishes he had more of the right suture and lidocaine to just fix it himself, Pax ends up back at the ER getting it stitched up again. &amp;nbsp;This time he fell asleep while they were stitching him up... He really is quite the tough guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-D8kq5Hf1M/Tyb8H0D0Y4I/AAAAAAAAB9c/lKYQTnBjZYA/s1600/pax+stitches+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C-D8kq5Hf1M/Tyb8H0D0Y4I/AAAAAAAAB9c/lKYQTnBjZYA/s320/pax+stitches+008.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is, at least he'll have a totally cool scar to brag about when he is older. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-4727725223746389152?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/4727725223746389152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=4727725223746389152&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4727725223746389152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4727725223746389152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2012/01/remember-those-unexpected-adventures-i.html' title='xxxxx X2'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFV9me9lCYg/Tyb8YdjMKkI/AAAAAAAAB9s/vEwSXAtPorY/s72-c/pax+stitches+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-3139032235475065647</id><published>2012-01-24T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T16:58:29.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back track...</title><content type='html'>Some pretty great events have happened over the past few months that I have failed to put in this little book of rememberance. &amp;nbsp;And although these things have long since happened, they should not be forgotten :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little Pax man is walking like a crazy man now. &amp;nbsp;He took his first steps right to his dad! &amp;nbsp;I thought it was pretty awesome, because it happened when we went to see Ian while he was away on his externships. &amp;nbsp;...and the great part is, he didn't walk again until Ian returned home in Dec. &amp;nbsp;He started walking pretty regularly about Christmas time, and now he is trying to run... besides running, he always is carrying a ball around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNuJRMnGnoA/Tx81R8L446I/AAAAAAAAB80/LzUpLlXCOSg/s1600/pax.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNuJRMnGnoA/Tx81R8L446I/AAAAAAAAB80/LzUpLlXCOSg/s400/pax.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKay is shining in Kindergarten and often brings home awards that he has received. &amp;nbsp;My favorite was the recognition he received for being the most responsible kinder. &amp;nbsp;I felt it described McKay perfectly by saying *he uses self-control, *thinks before he acts, *considers the consequences, *does what he is suppose to, and *is accountable for his choices. &amp;nbsp;He was pretty excited about the prizes he got to go with it, as well as another assembly. &amp;nbsp;He is such a good kid! I'm glad it isn't just me that thinks so :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tegn9bcmMTI/Tx81q4uYB7I/AAAAAAAAB88/tj6DbN4PD2A/s1600/mK+school.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tegn9bcmMTI/Tx81q4uYB7I/AAAAAAAAB88/tj6DbN4PD2A/s400/mK+school.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our princess Kali... well she had a very big day as well, having her first dance performance in a "big girl" dance class (meaning mom doesn't do it or even get to be in the class with her). &amp;nbsp;Every time I would peek in on her though, I saw a huge smile on her face. &amp;nbsp;That was enough for me to know that it was worth it. &amp;nbsp;She took tap and ballet and I got more video of her performances then pictures, but here are a few sweet ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4ShLa57RbM/Tx82MxKHWRI/AAAAAAAAB9M/JAy8P64BOgE/s1600/kali+tap+ballet+dec+2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4ShLa57RbM/Tx82MxKHWRI/AAAAAAAAB9M/JAy8P64BOgE/s400/kali+tap+ballet+dec+2011+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8oeu7Kc9zk/Tx82OxdmRkI/AAAAAAAAB9U/fQo70mFoK4o/s1600/kali+tap+ballet+dec+2011+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8oeu7Kc9zk/Tx82OxdmRkI/AAAAAAAAB9U/fQo70mFoK4o/s400/kali+tap+ballet+dec+2011+006.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my personal fave is the underware line :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I caught this little smile while she was dancing in the mirror... How I love little girls and mirrors and dancing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqjB-cT4oJo/Tx82LTwF07I/AAAAAAAAB9E/S8Nr-0unLr4/s1600/kali+tap+ballet+dec+2011+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqjB-cT4oJo/Tx82LTwF07I/AAAAAAAAB9E/S8Nr-0unLr4/s400/kali+tap+ballet+dec+2011+016.jpg" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some how she just knows how to dance her way into our hearts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even with all of the craziness, messes, disasters, crying, and unexpected adventures... we love having these great kids around our house. &amp;nbsp;Their smiles, their laughter, their excitement, their achievements, their big hugs, kisses, and pinky promises, just make everything worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-3139032235475065647?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/3139032235475065647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=3139032235475065647&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3139032235475065647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3139032235475065647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-track.html' title='Back track...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNuJRMnGnoA/Tx81R8L446I/AAAAAAAAB80/LzUpLlXCOSg/s72-c/pax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-7595368200629473844</id><published>2012-01-21T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T15:06:06.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rIRkbDYjAqg/TxtCivwz27I/AAAAAAAAB8k/dWIKatSs03U/s1600/laundry+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rIRkbDYjAqg/TxtCivwz27I/AAAAAAAAB8k/dWIKatSs03U/s400/laundry+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMaAQDKz1bs/TxtCl15sj7I/AAAAAAAAB8s/in9CwmOBSHY/s1600/laundry+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMaAQDKz1bs/TxtCl15sj7I/AAAAAAAAB8s/in9CwmOBSHY/s400/laundry+004.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kali is hoping that it's not true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...at our house, you never know. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-7595368200629473844?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7595368200629473844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=7595368200629473844&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7595368200629473844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7595368200629473844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2012/01/kali-is-hoping-that-its-not-true.html' title='Hopeful...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rIRkbDYjAqg/TxtCivwz27I/AAAAAAAAB8k/dWIKatSs03U/s72-c/laundry+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1054301841471562172</id><published>2012-01-14T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T09:16:13.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QnNzheJ0lc/TxGzn02FJ2I/AAAAAAAAB8c/zpF-H_ryBS8/s1600/ww8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QnNzheJ0lc/TxGzn02FJ2I/AAAAAAAAB8c/zpF-H_ryBS8/s400/ww8.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ian’s favorite book is a book he read as a teenager titled“&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think Like a Champion.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;”&amp;nbsp; I myself havenot read the entire book, but I have read a few chapters and segments.&amp;nbsp; Chapter 2, focuses on acknowledging fans, orthose special people who are there to see you perform.&amp;nbsp; It reminds us that “every tiny positiveaction you take will be magnified a hundred fold by your fans.”&amp;nbsp; So today as one of Ian’s greatest fans, I’mgoing to take a minute and do just that. It is his birthday anyway, so it istotally legal to do so :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ian is one of the hardest workers I have ever known.&amp;nbsp; He doesn’t claim to be smart (although I know he is) he says he just works hard.&amp;nbsp;Yes, he does.&amp;nbsp; He has sacrificedhundreds of hours of sleep to study.&amp;nbsp; Hedoesn’t quit when some may say it is quitting time.&amp;nbsp; He gives more.&amp;nbsp; I don’t know how he does it, but he justkeeps working at it, with no shortcuts, till he gets it!&amp;nbsp; His hard work led him to be a great basketballplayer in high school, scoring 40 some points in his last season game as asenior… including 11 three pointers.&amp;nbsp; Hishard work led him to be a leader as a missionary.&amp;nbsp; His hard work got him through his undergradin three years instead of four.&amp;nbsp; And hishard work has led him to scholarships and a top academic rank in medicalschool.&amp;nbsp; If he wants to accomplishsomething, watch out he is going to work his tail end off until he achieves it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ian is a family man!&amp;nbsp;I love that so much, more than anything really!&amp;nbsp; He would rather spend time with me and hiskids then “hang out with the guys.”&amp;nbsp; Henever skipped out on family time because of a big test.&amp;nbsp; Everyday our kids run out the door squealingcheers of joy because their dad is home.&amp;nbsp;He makes life fun for our family, he puts his family first, he isconsistent.&amp;nbsp; He tickles his kids, makesthem respect their mom, and never forgets to have family prayer. He dances withhis princess. &amp;nbsp;I love watching him be adad, our children are very blessed to have him, and I feel even more so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ian is honest.&amp;nbsp; Thatmeans a lot to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ian is confident, but doesn’t brag.&amp;nbsp; I do it for him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ian knows how to help people laugh, especially if asituation becomes uncomfortable.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He can be as serious as a heart attack(insider) and we all die laughing.&amp;nbsp; Andhe can calm my spit fire when I need it.&amp;nbsp;He is a great impersonator, and has some amazing facialexpressions.&amp;nbsp; He also knows how to usehumor to deflect criticism.&amp;nbsp; All of thisplus much more, leads to a fun person to be around.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ian honors womanhood.&amp;nbsp;He has never criticized me or made me feel insecure or inferior.&amp;nbsp; He respects and honors virtue.&amp;nbsp; He despises the scum and base things of theworld. &amp;nbsp;Not too many men can say thatthese days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ian is fun loving.&amp;nbsp; Heloves to surprise people, especially me.&amp;nbsp;Usually it is with a gift or fun activity, but sometimes it is with coldwater in the shower or down my back.&amp;nbsp; Heloves seeing a surprised face. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love that Ian ishis true self.&amp;nbsp; If you don’t like him, ohwell.&amp;nbsp; He is who he is, and stands up forwhat he believes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love that when Ian was called to work with the young menin church, the ym that were seated up front started giving props allaround.&amp;nbsp; (yes, they were at the sacramenttable too… oops :))but it just made my heart happy to see others’ love and appreciation for himtoo (especially from 16 and 17 year old boys).&amp;nbsp;He is a fantastic teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ian CAN'T hold a grudge. &amp;nbsp;He just can't do it, even if I want him to. &amp;nbsp;:). &amp;nbsp;It doesn't mean everyone is his best friend, but if you are a jerk to him, he won't hold it against you. &amp;nbsp;...He will just laugh it off and choose to not give you a chance to let it get to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One of my favorite memories this past year was going to gosee him in Seattle.&amp;nbsp; As I was coming downthe elevator with Pax on my back, I saw him… waiting anxiously to see me.&amp;nbsp; Our reunion was sweet.&amp;nbsp; I had missed him so much.&amp;nbsp; That weekend was so fun.&amp;nbsp; I love being around him, and I miss him somuch when he is gone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ianis my best friend.&amp;nbsp; He forgives myweaknesses, and makes me want to be better.&amp;nbsp;He always makes sure I know he loves me.&amp;nbsp;He holds my hand. He makes me happy. I love being married to someone whonot only knows how to&lt;i&gt; think&lt;/i&gt; like a champion, but he&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;acts&lt;/b&gt; like one too. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our whole family agrees that you are the #1 dad, and that is the #1 that matters most to us. We love you Ian! &amp;nbsp;Happy Birthday! &amp;nbsp;I'm so glad you have finally caught up to me. &amp;nbsp;I have been 29 for several years now :) We can finally grow old together :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/8631114503083155420-1054301841471562172?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1054301841471562172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=1054301841471562172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1054301841471562172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1054301841471562172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2012/01/champion.html' title='Champion!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6QnNzheJ0lc/TxGzn02FJ2I/AAAAAAAAB8c/zpF-H_ryBS8/s72-c/ww8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-5583396462673503602</id><published>2012-01-13T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:21:50.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shades!</title><content type='html'>Ian just finished his last interview (minus his call back rounds tomorrow, hooray!) We are so proud of him! And &amp;nbsp;some people think Friday the 13th is unlucky, well not at our house! &amp;nbsp;Props for all of his hard work!&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"THE FUTURE IS SO BRIGHT, WE GOTTA WEAR SHADES!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KtYoC5FF5ow/TxCQ-wPhzGI/AAAAAAAAB8U/aE5ZyDhC0mg/s1600/shades.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KtYoC5FF5ow/TxCQ-wPhzGI/AAAAAAAAB8U/aE5ZyDhC0mg/s640/shades.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great Job Ian! Go kick some more trash tomorrow! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-5583396462673503602?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5583396462673503602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=5583396462673503602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5583396462673503602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5583396462673503602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2012/01/shades.html' title='Shades!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KtYoC5FF5ow/TxCQ-wPhzGI/AAAAAAAAB8U/aE5ZyDhC0mg/s72-c/shades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-8320344130541448519</id><published>2012-01-11T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T14:34:40.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Whip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pax was quite pleased with himself when he found the cool whip container...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5RdbsIEggM/Tw4Mlj5yp3I/AAAAAAAAB8E/2jUb3LK_ejY/s1600/coolwhip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5RdbsIEggM/Tw4Mlj5yp3I/AAAAAAAAB8E/2jUb3LK_ejY/s400/coolwhip.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQkZDVTbFSA/Tw4MjxXucAI/AAAAAAAAB78/4FmPWC_p4Fg/s1600/coolwhip+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQkZDVTbFSA/Tw4MjxXucAI/AAAAAAAAB78/4FmPWC_p4Fg/s320/coolwhip+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pax ~ 15 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kind of like another little boy I know who felt the same way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5Gd0UdYiqg/Tw4NXfWyyYI/AAAAAAAAB8M/mjWb_5UYBpI/s1600/IMG_1832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5Gd0UdYiqg/Tw4NXfWyyYI/AAAAAAAAB8M/mjWb_5UYBpI/s400/IMG_1832.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;McKay ~ 18 + months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They must be brothers or something!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-8320344130541448519?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/8320344130541448519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=8320344130541448519&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8320344130541448519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8320344130541448519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2012/01/cool-whip.html' title='Cool Whip'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5RdbsIEggM/Tw4Mlj5yp3I/AAAAAAAAB8E/2jUb3LK_ejY/s72-c/coolwhip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-3332515801448769833</id><published>2012-01-05T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T13:24:31.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity</title><content type='html'>Like &lt;b&gt;Father&lt;/b&gt;, Like &lt;b&gt;Son&lt;/b&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yNwYE7BrE4A/TwYEpIk6JhI/AAAAAAAAB7A/nT_fQu8dHJE/s1600/archery+prac+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yNwYE7BrE4A/TwYEpIk6JhI/AAAAAAAAB7A/nT_fQu8dHJE/s640/archery+prac+005.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Or is it that he is more of a &lt;b&gt;Mama's Boy&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EY5lhZ3hBig/TwYD5tEi3YI/AAAAAAAAB6s/lcWtwY85QLI/s1600/archery+prac+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EY5lhZ3hBig/TwYD5tEi3YI/AAAAAAAAB6s/lcWtwY85QLI/s640/archery+prac+009.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way we all love it, and it seems that we have found a little &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;peace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; of home here outside the city limits. &amp;nbsp;McKay has already strengthened his arms in the last week that we have been shooting. &amp;nbsp;He is awesome. For me, I had almost forgotten how much I enjoy archery, it is fun to have my bow out again. &amp;nbsp;Of course anything associated with hunting is Ian's favorite remedy when he needs a break, so it works out perfect! It seems we have found our serenity in the desert this past week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-3332515801448769833?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/3332515801448769833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=3332515801448769833&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3332515801448769833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3332515801448769833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2012/01/serenity.html' title='Serenity'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yNwYE7BrE4A/TwYEpIk6JhI/AAAAAAAAB7A/nT_fQu8dHJE/s72-c/archery+prac+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1549857073150303943</id><published>2012-01-05T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T13:18:20.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Christmas Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;As fun as Christmas was, the day after was just as, if not a little more enjoyable for Ian and I... only because we had a decent night's sleep and WE got to PLAY with the new toys. :) &amp;nbsp;We went for a picnic and started teaching McKay how to shoot his bow... definitely a great day for our little family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh4GbaTSOFw/TwYOxzPBGBI/AAAAAAAAB7c/XQ-ioHPey4w/s1600/day+after+xmas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh4GbaTSOFw/TwYOxzPBGBI/AAAAAAAAB7c/XQ-ioHPey4w/s400/day+after+xmas2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mustering all his strength... using a compound bow isn't as easy as you might think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnY8CErzqLg/TwYO0PV8qKI/AAAAAAAAB7k/3Yco2FlFaDU/s1600/day+after+xmas3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnY8CErzqLg/TwYO0PV8qKI/AAAAAAAAB7k/3Yco2FlFaDU/s400/day+after+xmas3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pax is practicing up with McKay's "inside" bow. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBzShzT0qUo/TwYOwElRsQI/AAAAAAAAB7U/pSlMaez1ZT4/s1600/day+after+xmas1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBzShzT0qUo/TwYOwElRsQI/AAAAAAAAB7U/pSlMaez1ZT4/s400/day+after+xmas1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And little Kali (our little fashion queen) loved it as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lluuHhZ46Hk/TwYO2lOCYWI/AAAAAAAAB7s/NtTgL_mX4cg/s1600/day+after+xmas4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lluuHhZ46Hk/TwYO2lOCYWI/AAAAAAAAB7s/NtTgL_mX4cg/s400/day+after+xmas4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We even dusted off my bow, and I think Ian was a little surprised that I even knew how to hit the target. :) &amp;nbsp;...my hidden talents, lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NF4gg4A1JDE/TwYO5czMKVI/AAAAAAAAB70/G0dfs27h3JE/s1600/day+after+xmas5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NF4gg4A1JDE/TwYO5czMKVI/AAAAAAAAB70/G0dfs27h3JE/s400/day+after+xmas5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And thanks be to this great guy, for helping everyone have such a fun day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YHW-_Ss2so/TwYOur5Zd2I/AAAAAAAAB7M/2wcEsk6C87w/s1600/day+after+xmas6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YHW-_Ss2so/TwYOur5Zd2I/AAAAAAAAB7M/2wcEsk6C87w/s400/day+after+xmas6.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since then, we have been shooting several times, and even busted out the paintball guns. &amp;nbsp;Which I think has become Kali's favorite. :) And the good news is, we have plans to go several more times as long as the weather permits us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-1549857073150303943?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1549857073150303943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=1549857073150303943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1549857073150303943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1549857073150303943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2012/01/after-christmas-fun.html' title='After Christmas Fun'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh4GbaTSOFw/TwYOxzPBGBI/AAAAAAAAB7c/XQ-ioHPey4w/s72-c/day+after+xmas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-3273682628034993911</id><published>2012-01-01T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T14:47:00.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you see that title?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;2012&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is here! &amp;nbsp;We have talked about "2012" for I don't know how many years, and here it is! &amp;nbsp;I have a feeling it is going to be a very exciting year! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZQvHVy5KmQ/TwDhjiiUzdI/AAAAAAAAB6g/Y51Pc0CUvqo/s1600/nyeve2011+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZQvHVy5KmQ/TwDhjiiUzdI/AAAAAAAAB6g/Y51Pc0CUvqo/s640/nyeve2011+001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hope you are as excited for this coming year as we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-3273682628034993911?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/3273682628034993911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=3273682628034993911&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3273682628034993911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3273682628034993911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZQvHVy5KmQ/TwDhjiiUzdI/AAAAAAAAB6g/Y51Pc0CUvqo/s72-c/nyeve2011+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-7473950778471789887</id><published>2011-12-27T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T16:36:13.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Eve Train 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F6As1OA6QKU/TvpVm06CHtI/AAAAAAAAB34/2r8sgMtDWvQ/s1600/christmas+2011eve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F6As1OA6QKU/TvpVm06CHtI/AAAAAAAAB34/2r8sgMtDWvQ/s640/christmas+2011eve.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This year the kids had a great time making their own train cars. &amp;nbsp;They didn't need any help from us (McKay helped Pax) and it was fun to see their little works of art. &amp;nbsp;McKay's included a set of pics that he titled Signs of Jesus' Birth. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically if you want the short version, the next two pictures say it all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Morning before the kids woke up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(note the time on the clock, Santa worked into the early morning this year).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcIzLgmzakY/TvpVPeeOSUI/AAAAAAAAB2g/1C0un8f5Ow4/s1600/christmas+2011+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="403" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcIzLgmzakY/TvpVPeeOSUI/AAAAAAAAB2g/1C0un8f5Ow4/s640/christmas+2011+009.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Christmas morning after the kids woke up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mfcpv1IlDPY/TvpVLcdV3ZI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/b0PdDZWwtmw/s1600/christmas+2011+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="412" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mfcpv1IlDPY/TvpVLcdV3ZI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/b0PdDZWwtmw/s640/christmas+2011+010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for those of you interested in a few more details (like I know the grandmas are) here are a few more of my fave pics :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paxton.... Pax wasn't so happy that we woke him up I guess, or else he just wasn't into Christmas this year. A little stinker, but hopefully next year he will catch on with more enthusiasm :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1D9ZeLYyPE/TvpYfht54uI/AAAAAAAAB4k/ozu8F-FjV1M/s1600/christmas+2011+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1D9ZeLYyPE/TvpYfht54uI/AAAAAAAAB4k/ozu8F-FjV1M/s400/christmas+2011+011.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So he spent most of the morning content with his blanket watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awZoPPoJGUk/TvpYeFTcmHI/AAAAAAAAB4c/peuMiQNOfvs/s1600/christmas+2011+037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awZoPPoJGUk/TvpYeFTcmHI/AAAAAAAAB4c/peuMiQNOfvs/s400/christmas+2011+037.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kali... Kali was tickled pink with everything, especially her pink motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MBU7sLLK2UQ/TvphHnPd25I/AAAAAAAAB6E/9mIEu6FiqxA/s1600/christmas+2011+025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MBU7sLLK2UQ/TvphHnPd25I/AAAAAAAAB6E/9mIEu6FiqxA/s400/christmas+2011+025.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mKYpPzwfXTE/TvpYielUqJI/AAAAAAAAB4s/fS9UqAWu6vI/s1600/christmas+2011+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mKYpPzwfXTE/TvpYielUqJI/AAAAAAAAB4s/fS9UqAWu6vI/s400/christmas+2011+013.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and perhaps my most favorite was this... McKay so excited for Kali to open the present he gave her, and Kali pleased as can be with the present he chose for her (Strawberry Shortcake RC none-the-less). &amp;nbsp;Isn't that what Christmas is all about?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ776KkeVy0/TvpYpRVIT3I/AAAAAAAAB5M/U0L3bpQUL_w/s1600/christmas+2011+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="520" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ776KkeVy0/TvpYpRVIT3I/AAAAAAAAB5M/U0L3bpQUL_w/s640/christmas+2011+035.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKay... I don't think McKay could have smiled any bigger! &amp;nbsp;But that is what happens when your'e such a good kid that Santa brings you just want you want :) ...A REAL bow and arrows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K3XcZanc9vY/TvpYkH9JEKI/AAAAAAAAB40/1yhUhGxmL8g/s1600/christmas+2011+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K3XcZanc9vY/TvpYkH9JEKI/AAAAAAAAB40/1yhUhGxmL8g/s400/christmas+2011+015.jpg" width="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The bigger, the heavier, the better :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-we_2Pxy3XcE/TvpYmtzWs3I/AAAAAAAAB48/LNdnnso5fX0/s1600/christmas+2011+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-we_2Pxy3XcE/TvpYmtzWs3I/AAAAAAAAB48/LNdnnso5fX0/s400/christmas+2011+017.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Seriously, his expressions with every present are awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xS79Yj94EYY/TvpYn-jDs8I/AAAAAAAAB5E/gEkoqAkDh9M/s1600/christmas+2011+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xS79Yj94EYY/TvpYn-jDs8I/AAAAAAAAB5E/gEkoqAkDh9M/s400/christmas+2011+030.jpg" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ian reading to the kids about a special gift... they didn't catch on at first, but were very excited when they realized that we get to go to Disney&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;s this next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQ6uLgPvH_c/TvpedkjdOKI/AAAAAAAAB5g/O6uADgDsY6A/s1600/christmas+2011+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQ6uLgPvH_c/TvpedkjdOKI/AAAAAAAAB5g/O6uADgDsY6A/s400/christmas+2011+044.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And finally we let them tear into the "giant" gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0X0i-NZPPGs/Tvpef7NmtnI/AAAAAAAAB5o/t-zRS5lpt-k/s1600/christmas+2011+046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0X0i-NZPPGs/Tvpef7NmtnI/AAAAAAAAB5o/t-zRS5lpt-k/s400/christmas+2011+046.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...which was empty, but lead them to the garage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LmOZ5SPSsmg/TvpehQOtX0I/AAAAAAAAB5w/zTdur1kiSBA/s1600/christmas+2011+049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LmOZ5SPSsmg/TvpehQOtX0I/AAAAAAAAB5w/zTdur1kiSBA/s400/christmas+2011+049.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Where they found this :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93kbAFln8to/TvpebkrQXeI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/zJoOMP6jZVA/s1600/christmas+2011+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93kbAFln8to/TvpebkrQXeI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/zJoOMP6jZVA/s400/christmas+2011+051.jpg" width="367" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I think the little motor has been running since!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alas after all the craziness, we made it just in time for our 9:00 sacrament service with three happy and handsome/cute kiddos in tow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2bLdnyAKIBA/TvphI4NfBiI/AAAAAAAAB6M/6eJbj9Hiqew/s1600/christmas+2011+055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2bLdnyAKIBA/TvphI4NfBiI/AAAAAAAAB6M/6eJbj9Hiqew/s640/christmas+2011+055.jpg" width="632" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a beautiful Christmas morning indeed! (Paxton finally decided to give us a smile... under the pacifier of course :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D-uh26PD4lY/TvphF1CCUgI/AAAAAAAAB58/iiVUryUSl-Y/s1600/christmas+2011+058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D-uh26PD4lY/TvphF1CCUgI/AAAAAAAAB58/iiVUryUSl-Y/s400/christmas+2011+058.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-7473950778471789887?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7473950778471789887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=7473950778471789887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7473950778471789887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7473950778471789887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F6As1OA6QKU/TvpVm06CHtI/AAAAAAAAB34/2r8sgMtDWvQ/s72-c/christmas+2011eve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-4509281755930657495</id><published>2011-12-19T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:19:42.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Happenings</title><content type='html'>Oh how we love the holiday season! &amp;nbsp;It is full of magic, excitement, generosity, fun, parties, lights, yummy treats..... etc. &amp;nbsp;I honestly could post something everyday that makes me giggle, kind of like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3fN27vUXMKI/TvASan6kVRI/AAAAAAAAB1c/Hg7VpgGM2_E/s1600/holiday+happenings+11+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3fN27vUXMKI/TvASan6kVRI/AAAAAAAAB1c/Hg7VpgGM2_E/s640/holiday+happenings+11+011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(at least she has her apron on :))&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;or that warms my heart like these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ai_C-4G1TNM/TvAUxvo5ODI/AAAAAAAAB2M/rTDPwtdmkoc/s1600/holiday+happenings+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ai_C-4G1TNM/TvAUxvo5ODI/AAAAAAAAB2M/rTDPwtdmkoc/s640/holiday+happenings+11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(random gifts the kids wrapped and put under the tree ALL BY THEMSELVES)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;or brings a smile to my face like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3gVOBgJYLEM/TvATS6Jc0MI/AAAAAAAAB18/STaoiPfSRcs/s1600/holiday+happenings+11+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3gVOBgJYLEM/TvATS6Jc0MI/AAAAAAAAB18/STaoiPfSRcs/s400/holiday+happenings+11+023.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;an indoor snowball fight...in the kitchen none-the-less&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTzTCbgR-oo/TvAThGXul9I/AAAAAAAAB2E/wDbDYUNfyYo/s1600/holiday+happenings+11+025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTzTCbgR-oo/TvAThGXul9I/AAAAAAAAB2E/wDbDYUNfyYo/s400/holiday+happenings+11+025.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(that's what you do when you live in the desert):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6ftBH0C3G0/TvASpy5hrTI/AAAAAAAAB1k/TNBewgrBVyk/s1600/holiday+happenings+11+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6ftBH0C3G0/TvASpy5hrTI/AAAAAAAAB1k/TNBewgrBVyk/s400/holiday+happenings+11+029.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JXtI5IifkUc/TvATDTQI76I/AAAAAAAAB10/DN_07tPHqqA/s1600/holiday+happenings+11+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JXtI5IifkUc/TvATDTQI76I/AAAAAAAAB10/DN_07tPHqqA/s400/holiday+happenings+11+022.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(snow angel included :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, this, plus hearing my kids break out into Christmas songs in the middle of the store or on a train ride, along with our kitchen turned bakery with gallions of holiday syrup, pumpkin bread, homemade doughnuts, and a zillion dipped pretzels and sprinkled cookies, to our nightly Christ story and Christmas song, as well as letting our kids run the neighbor presents in while we die laughing in the car watching them stand there in an awkward silence after they have already said "Merry Christmas" but don't know what to say after that (yay that we no longer have to do it, its awesome having kids old enough to do the running)... all combine to make the season! &amp;nbsp;How we LOVE it! ...We LOVE it! Christmas is the best! ...now if only it would get here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-4509281755930657495?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/4509281755930657495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=4509281755930657495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4509281755930657495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4509281755930657495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-happenings.html' title='Holiday Happenings'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3fN27vUXMKI/TvASan6kVRI/AAAAAAAAB1c/Hg7VpgGM2_E/s72-c/holiday+happenings+11+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-5139660308471259671</id><published>2011-12-14T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:38:25.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cuties</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kali was so excited to be invited to the "big girl" Christmas Cookie Party!! &amp;nbsp;I can't tell you how fun it was for her to get to go. &amp;nbsp;The morning of I stitched up a little apron for her and she was off for a fabulous time, surrounded by a super great group of girls, and talented women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZtJqP95NLI/TukCLaWJqUI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ENELUE8ZUwU/s1600/IMG_8467.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZtJqP95NLI/TukCLaWJqUI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ENELUE8ZUwU/s400/IMG_8467.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indeed, I believe it was a morning of giggles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GBeMqzIk-o/TukCB2CjwnI/AAAAAAAAB00/oHQFNUROSkg/s1600/100_3020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GBeMqzIk-o/TukCB2CjwnI/AAAAAAAAB00/oHQFNUROSkg/s400/100_3020.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweetness....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-doPz87g4BHI/TukCJ-Wl0ZI/AAAAAAAAB1M/YEuqRAoub60/s1600/IMG_8466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-doPz87g4BHI/TukCJ-Wl0ZI/AAAAAAAAB1M/YEuqRAoub60/s400/IMG_8466.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and SPRINKLES!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0uQrWY10ig/TukCIMf-AUI/AAAAAAAAB1E/ZhtCsGqvg0M/s1600/IMG_8463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0uQrWY10ig/TukCIMf-AUI/AAAAAAAAB1E/ZhtCsGqvg0M/s640/IMG_8463.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, Kali left an impressive trademark on all her work, more SPRINKLES then cookie or frosting. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jORJ9IDgALs/TukB_Y7VFhI/AAAAAAAAB0s/TH5nRhQjkNM/s1600/IMG_8469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jORJ9IDgALs/TukB_Y7VFhI/AAAAAAAAB0s/TH5nRhQjkNM/s400/IMG_8469.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really was impressive sprinkle work if I do say so myself. &amp;nbsp;According to Kali, you can NEVER have too many sprinkles. :) &amp;nbsp;I aspire to some day acquire the talents of "Sister Berfensen" to be able to host a party as awesome as this. &amp;nbsp;It looked like so much fun and according to Kali that is exactly what it &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNpeAgc1f7s/TukCFrZEdbI/AAAAAAAAB08/Uq1BJF96EPA/s1600/100_3045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="337" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNpeAgc1f7s/TukCFrZEdbI/AAAAAAAAB08/Uq1BJF96EPA/s640/100_3045.jpg" width="640" /&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/8631114503083155420-5139660308471259671?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5139660308471259671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=5139660308471259671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5139660308471259671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5139660308471259671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-cuties.html' title='Christmas Cuties'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZtJqP95NLI/TukCLaWJqUI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ENELUE8ZUwU/s72-c/IMG_8467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-8348220305086992500</id><published>2011-12-05T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:37:19.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aWkOEEPoVYE/Tt0pKXkCOWI/AAAAAAAAB0k/MtD06arDOaM/s1600/home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aWkOEEPoVYE/Tt0pKXkCOWI/AAAAAAAAB0k/MtD06arDOaM/s400/home.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And since his arrival, life has been heaven at our house!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Funny how in the past four days that the dishes suddenly get done much faster, things I haven't been able to find for several weeks have now been found, the light bulbs through the house have all been replaced, and best of all the house is full of laughter, squeals, hugs and kisses. I feel like a ton of weight has been lifted from my shoulders, and WE ALL couldn't be happier. Reuniting with those you love really is a taste of what heaven will be like! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-8348220305086992500?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/8348220305086992500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=8348220305086992500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8348220305086992500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8348220305086992500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-since-his-arrival-life-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aWkOEEPoVYE/Tt0pKXkCOWI/AAAAAAAAB0k/MtD06arDOaM/s72-c/home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1529659129480567899</id><published>2011-12-01T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T22:50:53.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 + Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FvwpeFox3Fo/TqWnlyZNSHI/AAAAAAAABsY/M0MmYJCfJNE/s1600/scan0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="489" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FvwpeFox3Fo/TqWnlyZNSHI/AAAAAAAABsY/M0MmYJCfJNE/s640/scan0001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hermana Fullmer" ~ June 2000&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;About thirteen years ago (yep it really has been that long), I set out on one of the greatest endeavors I had, at that point in time, ever been on. &amp;nbsp;It was a difficult decision for me, only because I will admit I was afraid to be seen by others as one of those "weird girls" who went on a mission. &amp;nbsp;It was a difficult choice, yet I always knew in my heart it was the right thing for me to do. So off I went to a foreign land for 18 months. &amp;nbsp;18 months full of great times, hard times, times of &lt;i&gt;searching&lt;/i&gt; for someone to listen to an amazing message I desperately wanted to share in my not so perfect Spanish, and times of &lt;i&gt;finding&lt;/i&gt; myself. &amp;nbsp;I can now look back and realize that those times provided for me the life lessons that I needed to carry me through the future I never would have imagined for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years later I found myself in the same country doing the same thing, this time with a very different set of personal circumstances and a heavy heart, yet once again I was trying to convey a message of peace that I myself was hoping to feel. &amp;nbsp;This time the language was easy, but so much else wasn't. &amp;nbsp;The peace I struggled to find was deep inside, so I learned to "dig." &amp;nbsp;And I can look back now and say, it came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, why all this reflecting on those 20 + months? &amp;nbsp;It is because I have again realized that the message found in the book that I am holding in the picture, not only had power then to help me during those months, but it continues to help me now. &amp;nbsp;Admitting that my daily study of the Book of Mormon had become more of a hit and miss priority after those 20 + months until two months ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ian left again for his "two months" I knew I needed to change something within me if I was going to make it through it successfully. &amp;nbsp;Just after he left, I found myself sitting in a meeting (which was no small miracle itself) where a speaker challenged us to read and study the"book" everyday... FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES, and something whispered in my heart that my hit and miss study was not enough. &amp;nbsp;I again recommitted myself to daily "finding" what I had once "found" before by supping from it's pages.... Yep, I found again the power of the Book of Mormon in my life. &amp;nbsp;I can honestly say that since my recommitment, I have better been able to handle situations that before would have made me crazy. My perspective became improved as I began reading it again. &amp;nbsp;I'm thankful for the Book of Mormon, I'm thankful for those 20 + months that I was able to share it's powerful message, and I'm thankful for the EVERY DAYS for the REST Of MY LIFE DAYS that I have to read and learn and draw closer to my Savior... through this great book that has given me so much help over the 20 + &lt;i&gt;years&lt;/i&gt; of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-1529659129480567899?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1529659129480567899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=1529659129480567899&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1529659129480567899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1529659129480567899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/12/20-months.html' title='20 + Months'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FvwpeFox3Fo/TqWnlyZNSHI/AAAAAAAABsY/M0MmYJCfJNE/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1827888904600424874</id><published>2011-12-01T21:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T22:46:21.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We were thankful....</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving was splendid... we were grateful for so many things, but especially for the 10 days we got to spend with Ian. &amp;nbsp;From making snowmen, to Temple Square, to Shmimmdorina... on to Monticello and my mom's fantastic Thanksgiving dinner, to Black Friday fun (I know some of you are anti-Black Friday, but we have so much dang fun and a night full of funny stories every year that we just can't not go :)), to shooting shotguns and lots of other guns... and mostly for so much family time, well we just couldn't help but be full of gratitude! &amp;nbsp;My only complaint was that stinking SL wouldn't let Ian continue right on home with us.... ya, we'll see who doesn't get a good ranking from us come match time. No, seriously we are so grateful for the many blessings we have received, I would be ungrateful if I didn't take a second to say thank you to our family and friends who have supported and strengthened us, especially while our family has been separated more than we would have liked this past year. And to my little family, how I love you, and how I love our togetherness in everything (even if we are physically seperated). Our life is so good, okay, it is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MNy2yogI9gQ/Tthk-pCLauI/AAAAAAAAB0c/T1fjYhVpu1E/s1600/mom+tday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MNy2yogI9gQ/Tthk-pCLauI/AAAAAAAAB0c/T1fjYhVpu1E/s400/mom+tday.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My only pic of the day... someday I aspire to cook rolls and monkey bread as yummy as my mom does. :)&lt;br /&gt;Now, lets get on to our favorite month of the year! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-1827888904600424874?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1827888904600424874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=1827888904600424874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1827888904600424874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1827888904600424874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-were-thankful.html' title='We were thankful....'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MNy2yogI9gQ/Tthk-pCLauI/AAAAAAAAB0c/T1fjYhVpu1E/s72-c/mom+tday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-9176584816584835903</id><published>2011-12-01T20:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T22:45:15.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AZ State Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Remember that time I ran that crazy mud race... okay so it wasn't even a month ago... but remember that Ian's parents were kind enough to watch my kids, take pictures and cheer us on, well it didn't stop there. &amp;nbsp;After the race was over, they volunteered to take the kids for the day while I did a bit of cleaning up, went to lunch and did some serious chillaxin with the shmimmster. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to be honest and say that it was glorious to have a few hours of no kids crying at me :)... and I'm pretty sure that they had a great time too. &amp;nbsp;They started off for the zoo, but found themselves instead with a fun filled afternoon at the AZ State Fair. &amp;nbsp;Here are a few &amp;nbsp;pics I snagged of their adventurous afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9T0r0_ioVIg/TthYB_WyoOI/AAAAAAAABzM/IGnQdwsPTaU/s1600/maniac+106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9T0r0_ioVIg/TthYB_WyoOI/AAAAAAAABzM/IGnQdwsPTaU/s320/maniac+106.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zO3dxyMeuTg/TthYOMZTqrI/AAAAAAAABzU/IHvja1xZs20/s1600/maniac+061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zO3dxyMeuTg/TthYOMZTqrI/AAAAAAAABzU/IHvja1xZs20/s320/maniac+061.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EG13vha7smY/TthYaJO5B1I/AAAAAAAABzc/DF6Url4acj8/s1600/maniac+064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EG13vha7smY/TthYaJO5B1I/AAAAAAAABzc/DF6Url4acj8/s320/maniac+064.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eDK-8lz0gcg/TthYlCIh6lI/AAAAAAAABzk/k-h8uOH-z3I/s1600/maniac+075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eDK-8lz0gcg/TthYlCIh6lI/AAAAAAAABzk/k-h8uOH-z3I/s320/maniac+075.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6QAOMw_1ZRE/TthYwlQvFII/AAAAAAAABzs/LAj0CaYPmZQ/s1600/maniac+077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6QAOMw_1ZRE/TthYwlQvFII/AAAAAAAABzs/LAj0CaYPmZQ/s320/maniac+077.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Totally love the kiddos in the back with their hands up :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dh6gMNYG2SM/TthZAPqY9QI/AAAAAAAABz0/3zHse9M7Rm0/s1600/maniac+079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dh6gMNYG2SM/TthZAPqY9QI/AAAAAAAABz0/3zHse9M7Rm0/s320/maniac+079.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzfA-rwEEQ/TthZQwp5e5I/AAAAAAAABz8/qqCaN34tbUI/s1600/maniac+089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kHzfA-rwEEQ/TthZQwp5e5I/AAAAAAAABz8/qqCaN34tbUI/s320/maniac+089.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0nZ0AgmmBM/TthZjohJBOI/AAAAAAAAB0E/gYRznky-A-k/s1600/maniac+092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0nZ0AgmmBM/TthZjohJBOI/AAAAAAAAB0E/gYRznky-A-k/s320/maniac+092.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jaHta79OYxk/TthZxuTIakI/AAAAAAAAB0M/VsahdFTWYZ8/s1600/maniac+097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jaHta79OYxk/TthZxuTIakI/AAAAAAAAB0M/VsahdFTWYZ8/s320/maniac+097.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pr5wi9xLkjE/TthZ-lBo4CI/AAAAAAAAB0U/-a43rNbWDCY/s1600/maniac+099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pr5wi9xLkjE/TthZ-lBo4CI/AAAAAAAAB0U/-a43rNbWDCY/s320/maniac+099.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let's be honest, what kid wouldn't love a day at the fair with their grandparents who are willing to fulfill every request?! I know my kids loved it! &amp;nbsp;Thanks Nana and Granddaddy for a great day for EVERYONE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-9176584816584835903?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/9176584816584835903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=9176584816584835903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/9176584816584835903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/9176584816584835903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/12/az-state-fair.html' title='AZ State Fair'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9T0r0_ioVIg/TthYB_WyoOI/AAAAAAAABzM/IGnQdwsPTaU/s72-c/maniac+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-2389884601696789840</id><published>2011-11-12T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T06:43:10.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing Thoughts</title><content type='html'>During any given day I have multiple passing thoughts that could essentially become a chapter in this chapter book of ours (ie our blog). &amp;nbsp;I obviously cant sit and type them all, but tonight I will note a few of my passing thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;Everyone with kids should have someplace like Goodnight Pediatrics to go to... last night made for the third time we have been there in less than a week. &amp;nbsp;This time for Pax. &amp;nbsp;It is an awesome all-night &amp;nbsp;clinic for kids, much better than any other urgent care I've been to. &amp;nbsp;And 10xs better than going to the ER :) &amp;nbsp;Last night I made it to and back in less than an hour, with &amp;nbsp;my baby boy already on the mend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;I have no clue what to get Ian this year for Christmas... and right now I have the chance to actually go get something without him here. &amp;nbsp;I'll gladly take any suggestions on what to get my Mr. Amazing for our grand holiday celebration this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;I loved, loved watching the Black Hawk fly just above us today at the Veteran's Parade. &amp;nbsp;Turns out that Veteran's Day is bigger than the 4th of July here (due to the weather I'm sure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The lady at the pharmacy couldn't believ I had given birth to 3 children. Haha, she is my new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &amp;nbsp;McKay thought it was pretty cool that my brother used to "live on a submarine"... I was telling him about it today, and he was so glad that he is still alive.  Me too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;On the same note, I wonder how military wives do it? &amp;nbsp;Two months w/o a husband is long enough for me. &amp;nbsp;I give my props to not only the men and women who give so much, but to their families too! &amp;nbsp;Thank you for protecting me and my family. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully we can give back to society in one way or another during our life time as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;Heavenly Father has truly answered my prayers &lt;b&gt;very directly&lt;/b&gt; more than once this week, especially with some very sick kids, and a few stressful moments... when I usually rely on Ian. &amp;nbsp;I know God is keeping all of us in his care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &amp;nbsp;I have finally found a little enjoyment from getting a babysitter. &amp;nbsp;I haven't done it too much, and it has always made me nervous... Today when &amp;nbsp;I told Kali that "babysitter K" was coming she reminded me not to lock them in the backyard like I accidently did the first time she came :) &amp;nbsp;Thanks for the reminder Kali :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &amp;nbsp;There is something great about a smoothie. &amp;nbsp;I enjoyed one all on my own tonight. &amp;nbsp;Thank you ColdStone for being so close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &amp;nbsp;I miss Ian. &amp;nbsp;...a lot. &amp;nbsp;But he still makes me laugh everyday, that is the good news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-2389884601696789840?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2389884601696789840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=2389884601696789840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2389884601696789840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2389884601696789840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/11/passing-thoughts.html' title='Passing Thoughts'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-3929249489941143808</id><published>2011-11-10T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:02:21.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Bests</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely the best part of our Halloween weekend was this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Photo thanks to McKay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSdlvX9FBQU/TrwTE9Z7uXI/AAAAAAAABy0/M9eQPie2TFo/s1600/halloween%252Cian%252C+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="453" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSdlvX9FBQU/TrwTE9Z7uXI/AAAAAAAABy0/M9eQPie2TFo/s640/halloween%252Cian%252C+028.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We loved getting to see Ian!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He finished an externship at PSL in Denver and we were able to catch the weekend with him before he headed on to the next in SLC. &amp;nbsp;We are so happy that this will be his last externship!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so fun playing! &amp;nbsp;We filled our weekend with lots of fun activities in the homeland..from football to family dinners, a little Pasta Jay's and Navajo Tacos... and we never bypass some time at our beloved Lloyd's Lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNwC9MFrHnc/TrwS0O_lBcI/AAAAAAAAByk/qfm_N076EzY/s1600/halloween%252Cian%252C+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNwC9MFrHnc/TrwS0O_lBcI/AAAAAAAAByk/qfm_N076EzY/s400/halloween%252Cian%252C+014.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids loved that dad pulled them all around in the wagon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WUHJHTHYYto/TrwV4wF3NVI/AAAAAAAABzE/KCPAXgWcJCY/s1600/halloween%252Cian%252C+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WUHJHTHYYto/TrwV4wF3NVI/AAAAAAAABzE/KCPAXgWcJCY/s400/halloween%252Cian%252C+010.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and of course no lake trip is complete without a lot of rock throwing. &amp;nbsp;Kali cracks me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VScG2MP-M7Y/TrwS85mGnrI/AAAAAAAABys/Flhg8r-M18s/s1600/halloween%252Cian%252C+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VScG2MP-M7Y/TrwS85mGnrI/AAAAAAAABys/Flhg8r-M18s/s400/halloween%252Cian%252C+020.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were able to do some family trick or treating as well with Ian before he left and we headed back to our Arizona home ...for some more Halloween partying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HR3dVTVXs3U/TrwTPEk6aZI/AAAAAAAABy8/JgIhLT6F_nQ/s1600/halloween%252Cian%252C+036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HR3dVTVXs3U/TrwTPEk6aZI/AAAAAAAABy8/JgIhLT6F_nQ/s400/halloween%252Cian%252C+036.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little Kali at her preschool party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and McKay had fun at his school party. &amp;nbsp;I thought I would be able to get some pics because I planned it, but turns out when your in charge it is kind of hard to take pics too. ... but here are the party favors for all the little kinders (projects like this are good for me when Ian is gone :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fg-dzrdoYCY/TrwSrPY5uqI/AAAAAAAAByc/G20MuNLHvtI/s1600/halloween%252Cian%252C+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fg-dzrdoYCY/TrwSrPY5uqI/AAAAAAAAByc/G20MuNLHvtI/s400/halloween%252Cian%252C+005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are all three, dressed and ready to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yB9K1G5VyvY/TrwR9JZwkVI/AAAAAAAAByM/X3m4TimfCno/s1600/halloween%252Cian%252C+040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yB9K1G5VyvY/TrwR9JZwkVI/AAAAAAAAByM/X3m4TimfCno/s400/halloween%252Cian%252C+040.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They had a great time at the Midwestern carnival. &amp;nbsp;Admitting for me, it is much better when Ian is there. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mImNI8lSZyM/TrwSbWU-fnI/AAAAAAAAByU/BGsf7a5wnnA/s1600/halloween%252Cian%252C+053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mImNI8lSZyM/TrwSbWU-fnI/AAAAAAAAByU/BGsf7a5wnnA/s400/halloween%252Cian%252C+053.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love that you can tell mK is smiling even when you cant see his mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I also love how distinct they all are, from the color of their eyes to their little personalities. &amp;nbsp;They are just the darn best kids I have!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2khJeS0k9s/TrwRztsdYbI/AAAAAAAAByE/S3d4NVkEcek/s1600/halloween%252Cian%252C+042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="421" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2khJeS0k9s/TrwRztsdYbI/AAAAAAAAByE/S3d4NVkEcek/s640/halloween%252Cian%252C+042.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and besides all the candy that they share with me, the best thing now is the fact that Halloween is over! &amp;nbsp;And that means we are that much closer to Christmas!! &amp;nbsp;Lets be honest we sing Christmas carols in September :) &amp;nbsp;Which also means that we are that much closer to Ian being home! Now THAT really is the BEST part! :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-3929249489941143808?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/3929249489941143808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=3929249489941143808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3929249489941143808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3929249489941143808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-bests.html' title='Halloween Bests'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSdlvX9FBQU/TrwTE9Z7uXI/AAAAAAAABy0/M9eQPie2TFo/s72-c/halloween%252Cian%252C+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1116545783549803466</id><published>2011-11-06T14:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T16:08:41.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty, Rugged, Fanta, Maniac Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HqvSUgBZKEQ/TrcQXyc59XI/AAAAAAAABwk/4_kNdAcPQuE/s1600/emaniac+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="421" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HqvSUgBZKEQ/TrcQXyc59XI/AAAAAAAABwk/4_kNdAcPQuE/s640/emaniac+032.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may not be much of a rugged maniac, but none-the-less, I did have a dirty good time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND I accomplished my goal, that of laughing my face off with the most awesome girl in the world... none other than ShmimmmmD!!! Which made the distance running (which in my opinion is the least fun thing a person could do) worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basically the above pic says it all, but if you want the dirty details, and I know you do, here are a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started off the race pretty gun ho... but my wind was spent after about hill number 10 hundred, and we were only getting started. &amp;nbsp;The first part was just a lot of ups and downs in the desert sand. I kept wondering where the heck is the "mud race" I signed up for? &amp;nbsp;but alas it finally came :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cPzjf3IUX68/TrcQT29wiFI/AAAAAAAABv0/ex8Pg54Fg0E/s1600/maniac+006e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cPzjf3IUX68/TrcQT29wiFI/AAAAAAAABv0/ex8Pg54Fg0E/s400/maniac+006e.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;preparing to enter our first mud canal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoPMyX_1hvY/TrcQkBDgXjI/AAAAAAAABx8/qpUui89t5YQ/s1600/maniac+005e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoPMyX_1hvY/TrcQkBDgXjI/AAAAAAAABx8/qpUui89t5YQ/s400/maniac+005e.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the "downhills" were my strong point :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite "obstacle" of all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVJSqFB_qPs/TrcQUTZmv6I/AAAAAAAABv8/eQj3NoLBNdQ/s1600/emaniac+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVJSqFB_qPs/TrcQUTZmv6I/AAAAAAAABv8/eQj3NoLBNdQ/s400/emaniac+013.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TnQoh3GGS4M/TrcQU8O4K4I/AAAAAAAABwE/zKfxDmjNGHo/s1600/emaniac+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TnQoh3GGS4M/TrcQU8O4K4I/AAAAAAAABwE/zKfxDmjNGHo/s400/emaniac+015.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and yes, the water was COLD!... of course it happened to be the coldest day of the whole year here in Phoenix when we raced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MfDAfRdVoDY/TrcQVpyYRiI/AAAAAAAABwM/5rTwX_y3EO4/s1600/emaniac+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MfDAfRdVoDY/TrcQVpyYRiI/AAAAAAAABwM/5rTwX_y3EO4/s400/emaniac+018.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trying to catch my breath not only from the "up" hills, but from the icy water that took what was left of it right on away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-buvHhz6Mam4/TrcQWKUN4dI/AAAAAAAABwU/QB0gSMfDmQs/s1600/emaniac+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-buvHhz6Mam4/TrcQWKUN4dI/AAAAAAAABwU/QB0gSMfDmQs/s400/emaniac+019.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting up another hill after another muddy canal... Thank you shmimm for keeping me going :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5tp_gRRWM0g/TrcQXJYhv8I/AAAAAAAABwc/y0_kdeqFCuw/s1600/emaniac+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5tp_gRRWM0g/TrcQXJYhv8I/AAAAAAAABwc/y0_kdeqFCuw/s400/emaniac+029.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did I mention that I loved the obstacles?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9hwQjn7ylIE/TrcQbbj5aYI/AAAAAAAABxE/Psy73q-cDWg/s1600/emaniac+037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9hwQjn7ylIE/TrcQbbj5aYI/AAAAAAAABxE/Psy73q-cDWg/s400/emaniac+037.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6_Kfg3jmlo/TrcQaHSAbkI/AAAAAAAABw0/D--FbcvsarA/s1600/emaniac+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6_Kfg3jmlo/TrcQaHSAbkI/AAAAAAAABw0/D--FbcvsarA/s400/emaniac+034.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few slippery slopes we made it up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEtLK5Tdj6E/TrcQZNT-sMI/AAAAAAAABws/2lU6igSfuf4/s1600/emaniac+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEtLK5Tdj6E/TrcQZNT-sMI/AAAAAAAABws/2lU6igSfuf4/s400/emaniac+033.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a random victory dance for &amp;nbsp;the heck of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7W3SfHKoYNo/TrcQauDiw7I/AAAAAAAABw8/L50pD0I8MT8/s1600/emaniac+036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7W3SfHKoYNo/TrcQauDiw7I/AAAAAAAABw8/L50pD0I8MT8/s400/emaniac+036.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the last tunnel of the race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the last and tallest wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c7wkThVYgrI/TrcQcLA7R2I/AAAAAAAABxM/z7rlaMfdGL4/s1600/emaniac+040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c7wkThVYgrI/TrcQcLA7R2I/AAAAAAAABxM/z7rlaMfdGL4/s400/emaniac+040.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When youre short, its nice to have a boosting hand, AND the shoulder of a stranger to step on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Shmimm and the kind big man that suddenly appeared with an offered shoulder to step on. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ksx0G9pQ0Cw/TrcQcsmzxFI/AAAAAAAABxU/7nZ8dQAuyWc/s1600/emaniac+042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ksx0G9pQ0Cw/TrcQcsmzxFI/AAAAAAAABxU/7nZ8dQAuyWc/s400/emaniac+042.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to McKay's relief we hurdled the fire, and made it UP the hill to the finish line :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our fellow Fanta friends... all glorious in our victory&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8-GjEn6_0Bo/TrcQe3J-Z5I/AAAAAAAABxk/NJkNwzZnHcA/s1600/emaniac+045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8-GjEn6_0Bo/TrcQe3J-Z5I/AAAAAAAABxk/NJkNwzZnHcA/s400/emaniac+045.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my favorite little fans, happy to see me alive still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1y4O7-Hyq-Y/TrcQjYKdftI/AAAAAAAABx0/ctIYKM2LyHw/s1600/emaniac+049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1y4O7-Hyq-Y/TrcQjYKdftI/AAAAAAAABx0/ctIYKM2LyHw/s400/emaniac+049.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AjbSiRO7Tq0/TrcQhO5C6aI/AAAAAAAABxs/W8V-HIO3cB8/s1600/emaniac+048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AjbSiRO7Tq0/TrcQhO5C6aI/AAAAAAAABxs/W8V-HIO3cB8/s400/emaniac+048.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with a big thanks to Ian's parents for bringing them, and taking these pictures to keep the memory alive as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This race kicked my trash, and I almost kicked its. &amp;nbsp;All in all, after a good day's workout, the best part is the fact that I know I have a friend that will stay by my side, go along with my crazy ideas, make me laugh, boost me up, and fly in from another state to crawl through the mud with me, because I asked her to. &amp;nbsp;Over the years she has been the greatest friend I have ever made... everyone needs a friend like shmimmm, especially me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkDeuRStws4/TrcQdL-eZOI/AAAAAAAABxc/uhZom2V851w/s1600/emaniac+043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="421" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkDeuRStws4/TrcQdL-eZOI/AAAAAAAABxc/uhZom2V851w/s640/emaniac+043.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-1116545783549803466?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1116545783549803466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=1116545783549803466&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1116545783549803466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1116545783549803466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/11/dirty-rugged-fanta-maniac-fun.html' title='Dirty, Rugged, Fanta, Maniac Fun!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HqvSUgBZKEQ/TrcQXyc59XI/AAAAAAAABwk/4_kNdAcPQuE/s72-c/emaniac+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-4855623975737266429</id><published>2011-10-31T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:07:04.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puttng out the</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;VIBES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPMnC7YXK2s/Tq98T-BBZBI/AAAAAAAABvs/Ac6DYyyygok/s1600/vibe+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPMnC7YXK2s/Tq98T-BBZBI/AAAAAAAABvs/Ac6DYyyygok/s640/vibe+001.jpg" width="377" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just so you know, she TOTALLY gets this from Ian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Many more extremely cute pics to come. ...I will be eating my children's candy in the meantime, even though I really shouldnt because of &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ruggedmaniac.com/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;... which is making me excited for this weekend. &amp;nbsp;Stay posted to find out how it all goes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-4855623975737266429?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/4855623975737266429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=4855623975737266429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4855623975737266429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4855623975737266429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/10/puttng-out.html' title='Puttng out the'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPMnC7YXK2s/Tq98T-BBZBI/AAAAAAAABvs/Ac6DYyyygok/s72-c/vibe+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-2015076313632511485</id><published>2011-10-24T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T10:50:53.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Geko!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This kid is definitely one Great Geko!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lIDNPWohits/TqWh9HNL-tI/AAAAAAAABsQ/70bgJDbs72o/s1600/great+geko+1st+quarter+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="421" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lIDNPWohits/TqWh9HNL-tI/AAAAAAAABsQ/70bgJDbs72o/s640/great+geko+1st+quarter+004.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKay's first quarter of school just ended, and he was awarded with the "Great Geko" award!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wB23eDujIFQ/TqWh7aSZHwI/AAAAAAAABsA/ip33hrlyk6o/s1600/great+geko+1st+quarter+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="421" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wB23eDujIFQ/TqWh7aSZHwI/AAAAAAAABsA/ip33hrlyk6o/s640/great+geko+1st+quarter+006.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was really fun for us to go watch him receive his award!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... his class was the first to enter the room, and the best part of all was when he turned and saw us sitting in the back... such a priceless smile! It makes it so fun to be a mom! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wj6I36IpsXo/TqWh8BJbYqI/AAAAAAAABsI/V9d7zG4Vqgk/s1600/great+geko+1st+quarter+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="421" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wj6I36IpsXo/TqWh8BJbYqI/AAAAAAAABsI/V9d7zG4Vqgk/s640/great+geko+1st+quarter+003.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Way to go McKay! &amp;nbsp;We have always known you are great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-2015076313632511485?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2015076313632511485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=2015076313632511485&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2015076313632511485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2015076313632511485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-geko.html' title='Great Geko!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lIDNPWohits/TqWh9HNL-tI/AAAAAAAABsQ/70bgJDbs72o/s72-c/great+geko+1st+quarter+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1473037287086987567</id><published>2011-10-23T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T22:10:17.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's always fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...&lt;b&gt;when Grandma comes!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were treated last week with a visit from my mom. &amp;nbsp;It made the week something for me and my kids to look forward to. &amp;nbsp;Of course she spoiled us and of course we loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvzi8jV5DA8/TqSgsI97ozI/AAAAAAAABrQ/ZXLs9tOBy_E/s1600/gma+visit+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvzi8jV5DA8/TqSgsI97ozI/AAAAAAAABrQ/ZXLs9tOBy_E/s320/gma+visit+006.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First off, she brought three little pumpkins for my three pumpkins... of which we spent the evening painting (no carving this year, I believe that to be the dad's job). &amp;nbsp;So we painted ourselves or I mean our pumpkins silly! &amp;nbsp; (along with the table and floor too, guess I should have used more newspaper).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_XZBrn-CkxU/TqSg9MufKlI/AAAAAAAABrg/ewSZjKOBdD8/s1600/gma+visit+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_XZBrn-CkxU/TqSg9MufKlI/AAAAAAAABrg/ewSZjKOBdD8/s400/gma+visit+009.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TXZDzs5H_Qo/TqSgiy6DrWI/AAAAAAAABrI/dpYjW3U4Ieo/s1600/gma+visit+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TXZDzs5H_Qo/TqSgiy6DrWI/AAAAAAAABrI/dpYjW3U4Ieo/s320/gma+visit+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;P waited anxiously 4 m &amp;amp; gma 2 paint his so he could roll it around.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e9CMLnBroa8/TqSgxrvrS5I/AAAAAAAABrY/DT4kDcoyt1s/s1600/gma+visit+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e9CMLnBroa8/TqSgxrvrS5I/AAAAAAAABrY/DT4kDcoyt1s/s320/gma+visit+007.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UGxMqTyaQHg/TqShGgC4bWI/AAAAAAAABro/h5JjtaveXFU/s1600/gma+visit+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UGxMqTyaQHg/TqShGgC4bWI/AAAAAAAABro/h5JjtaveXFU/s400/gma+visit+012.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next day adventure was spent with a little shopping, a trip to Bass Pro Shop and dinner at Organ's Pizza Stop. The few pics I have of this are on my phone, but a good time was had getting a little head start for Christmas, watching McKay AND Kali shoot the bow, and letting the kids dance a little while eating out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's last day here was very helpful for me as I had several appointments and meetings, so my mom got to play babysitter. &amp;nbsp;It was also a lucky day because it happened to be the grandparent breakfast at McKay's school. &amp;nbsp;He was very happy to be able to go, and of course grandma was lucky enough to see his school, and spoil him at the book fair too :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V1rxP_nwvls/TqShPcHCV_I/AAAAAAAABrw/xkTR0UjfF2o/s1600/gma+visit+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V1rxP_nwvls/TqShPcHCV_I/AAAAAAAABrw/xkTR0UjfF2o/s400/gma+visit+017.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Grandma also made some yummy Halloween cookies for the decorating. &amp;nbsp;It's a tradition I remember as a little girl as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8OLmcYnKYM/TqShZ6yfLbI/AAAAAAAABr4/V9nw16keAZw/s1600/gma+visit+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8OLmcYnKYM/TqShZ6yfLbI/AAAAAAAABr4/V9nw16keAZw/s400/gma+visit+018.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K05xjEGi7Ww/TqSgYG7ENWI/AAAAAAAABrA/CkV2x6vq8sQ/s1600/gma+visit+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K05xjEGi7Ww/TqSgYG7ENWI/AAAAAAAABrA/CkV2x6vq8sQ/s400/gma+visit+019.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thanks for all your help mom, it really is fun &lt;i&gt;"when grandma comes!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-1473037287086987567?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1473037287086987567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=1473037287086987567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1473037287086987567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1473037287086987567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-always-fun.html' title='It&apos;s always fun...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvzi8jV5DA8/TqSgsI97ozI/AAAAAAAABrQ/ZXLs9tOBy_E/s72-c/gma+visit+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-9016896776519474808</id><published>2011-10-20T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T14:31:43.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Harvesting</title><content type='html'>While Ian is gone, we try to fill our days with fun activities to help the time not seem to drag on, because, lets be honest, it is always fun when he is here! &amp;nbsp;So when he isn't we have to go out of our way to find the fun. &amp;nbsp;...This summer my children spent some great time in my dad's giant garden, they loved it and so did I. &amp;nbsp;.... but we were all a little sad to miss "the harvest" especially that of "grandpa's corn"... it is the best! &amp;nbsp;So in our attempts to do something fun because dad is gone, and make up for the missed harvest, we set out for Tolmochoff Farm. &amp;nbsp;It has been a couple years since we have been, so we decided to go and visit the pumpkin patch, &amp;nbsp;stroll through the corn maze and play in several "farm-like" activities. &amp;nbsp;We brought along McKay's best friend from preschool, Taylor. &amp;nbsp;These two don't get to see each other near as much as they would like, so it is always exciting when they get to play. &amp;nbsp;....yep the air was full of excitment as we headed out to "the farm" &amp;nbsp;...Admitting that for me it seems weird to pay to go play at a farm when I grew up a farmer's daughter. :) &amp;nbsp;So here is the picture overload of our "funtastic"&amp;nbsp;day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Corn Box was a lot of fun. &amp;nbsp;Nevermind there was a sign that said "Don't throw the corn." ...that we saw after the fact. ....oops :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-orS3vFKRViM/TqCEkZZLx8I/AAAAAAAABog/yt-c1gaHu4g/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-orS3vFKRViM/TqCEkZZLx8I/AAAAAAAABog/yt-c1gaHu4g/s400/pumpkin+patch+11+001.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-faGraf54RA0/TqCEl4wW9wI/AAAAAAAABoo/Yk6JCw-RS90/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-faGraf54RA0/TqCEl4wW9wI/AAAAAAAABoo/Yk6JCw-RS90/s320/pumpkin+patch+11+005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The large irrigation pipe proved to make a great slide...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9rqbpYOQL1U/TqCEnbBI2JI/AAAAAAAABo4/RzI3a7m_0kI/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9rqbpYOQL1U/TqCEnbBI2JI/AAAAAAAABo4/RzI3a7m_0kI/s320/pumpkin+patch+11+011.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6I0GXTTh_0/TqCEmnkcJpI/AAAAAAAABos/tFfPprheZ40/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6I0GXTTh_0/TqCEmnkcJpI/AAAAAAAABos/tFfPprheZ40/s320/pumpkin+patch+11+009.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A few faves of my Kali girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kt0UEO38ymQ/TqCEqi42vRI/AAAAAAAABpQ/cHpHKaagsMo/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kt0UEO38ymQ/TqCEqi42vRI/AAAAAAAABpQ/cHpHKaagsMo/s400/pumpkin+patch+11+019.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TTh7quwFknk/TqCEp2dRorI/AAAAAAAABpI/rJZNNVvn4QM/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TTh7quwFknk/TqCEp2dRorI/AAAAAAAABpI/rJZNNVvn4QM/s400/pumpkin+patch+11+016.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eKvN5zjNdB8/TqCExq8bhFI/AAAAAAAABp4/veC2a27Poeo/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eKvN5zjNdB8/TqCExq8bhFI/AAAAAAAABp4/veC2a27Poeo/s400/pumpkin+patch+11+044.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While these two were playing their hearts out at the bounce barn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOMuGz5vxRU/TqCEsSE_vQI/AAAAAAAABpY/Uvlu8iRibX4/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOMuGz5vxRU/TqCEsSE_vQI/AAAAAAAABpY/Uvlu8iRibX4/s400/pumpkin+patch+11+021.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MU-78_LjF1I/TqCEtrq-h3I/AAAAAAAABpg/CRYzj135FOM/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MU-78_LjF1I/TqCEtrq-h3I/AAAAAAAABpg/CRYzj135FOM/s400/pumpkin+patch+11+024.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While this little one hung out in the stroller, I'm sure wishing he was a little bigger to play with the big boys... soon enough I say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZ2jmxz86PM/TqCEu6Zn2cI/AAAAAAAABpo/uqDVbKASE3Q/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZ2jmxz86PM/TqCEu6Zn2cI/AAAAAAAABpo/uqDVbKASE3Q/s400/pumpkin+patch+11+029.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alas we finally decided to give the corn maze a shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBA1Iuo2vp0/TqCE2nOLisI/AAAAAAAABqI/4AQ-teXdH4U/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBA1Iuo2vp0/TqCE2nOLisI/AAAAAAAABqI/4AQ-teXdH4U/s400/pumpkin+patch+11+050.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AxyP4qJq3_o/TqCE0pUY_nI/AAAAAAAABqA/No_1GG6gbjE/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AxyP4qJq3_o/TqCE0pUY_nI/AAAAAAAABqA/No_1GG6gbjE/s320/pumpkin+patch+11+049.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And to make a long story short I probably wouldn't be so brave again to lead two anxious boys, a tiring little girl and a babe in the stroller (on not so stroller friendly terrain) through an hour plus corn maze. &amp;nbsp;Not so sure what I was thinking....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BUT, we did make our way out, and all were happy to chill for a bit in the pumpkin patch :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XryQn5MVbZ4/TqCE9rsI8DI/AAAAAAAABqo/ZxHcbYoZid8/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="423" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XryQn5MVbZ4/TqCE9rsI8DI/AAAAAAAABqo/ZxHcbYoZid8/s640/pumpkin+patch+11+066.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this little man thinks every pumpkin is a giant ball to roll around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fg8jhBXpttw/TqCE_SsTCJI/AAAAAAAABqw/sGbd2s2KIN4/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="423" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fg8jhBXpttw/TqCE_SsTCJI/AAAAAAAABqw/sGbd2s2KIN4/s640/pumpkin+patch+11+070.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Being a Fullmer, I never let the kids pass up some time with the old John Deere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22THO0Kz7q4/TqCE6wrfc6I/AAAAAAAABqY/iGmuEen-SoE/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="423" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22THO0Kz7q4/TqCE6wrfc6I/AAAAAAAABqY/iGmuEen-SoE/s640/pumpkin+patch+11+055.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Paxton was espcially content if he could drive :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GOuiwr7gigc/TqCE8KTWWFI/AAAAAAAABqg/eN6vXl7j9sg/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="423" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GOuiwr7gigc/TqCE8KTWWFI/AAAAAAAABqg/eN6vXl7j9sg/s640/pumpkin+patch+11+061.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We made some scary faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gfMI6DZR0ng/TqCEwA-7TQI/AAAAAAAABpw/fy66S-XEed0/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="423" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gfMI6DZR0ng/TqCEwA-7TQI/AAAAAAAABpw/fy66S-XEed0/s640/pumpkin+patch+11+041.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saw some fun animals, and really wanted to ride the 4-wheelers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jiF5F9J7c9E/TqCEowgtKMI/AAAAAAAABpA/S43iEJ3rR5k/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="423" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jiF5F9J7c9E/TqCEowgtKMI/AAAAAAAABpA/S43iEJ3rR5k/s640/pumpkin+patch+11+014.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But the boys were content racing these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Y0f2A8KJA4/TqCQvOkf5wI/AAAAAAAABq4/5gKLLLsSTPg/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="423" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Y0f2A8KJA4/TqCQvOkf5wI/AAAAAAAABq4/5gKLLLsSTPg/s640/pumpkin+patch+11+079.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While Kali's happiest moment was dreaming of riding this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UyTzzen0W0/TqCEjA1ZmUI/AAAAAAAABoY/wSl4FijTEoc/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="423" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UyTzzen0W0/TqCEjA1ZmUI/AAAAAAAABoY/wSl4FijTEoc/s640/pumpkin+patch+11+072.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all it was a super day for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KA-o2iIgdU/TqCE5Te2kHI/AAAAAAAABqQ/zWx0fXzMlZs/s1600/pumpkin+patch+11+053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="423" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KA-o2iIgdU/TqCE5Te2kHI/AAAAAAAABqQ/zWx0fXzMlZs/s640/pumpkin+patch+11+053.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope your harvesting is a happy one as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-9016896776519474808?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/9016896776519474808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=9016896776519474808&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/9016896776519474808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/9016896776519474808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-harvesting.html' title='Happy Harvesting'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-orS3vFKRViM/TqCEkZZLx8I/AAAAAAAABog/yt-c1gaHu4g/s72-c/pumpkin+patch+11+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-3626404257950203251</id><published>2011-10-15T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T23:29:15.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gene Hogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HWai5Rvmx98/Tpp4kVoiFRI/AAAAAAAABoQ/97o94CrDn4E/s1600/gene+hog+e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="592" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HWai5Rvmx98/Tpp4kVoiFRI/AAAAAAAABoQ/97o94CrDn4E/s640/gene+hog+e.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture for many reasons.... but perhaps the reason I love it most is the evidence I now have of a "Fullmer" gene, and I'm not talking about Kali playing the piano (that would&amp;nbsp;be considered a trait from Ian's family) &amp;nbsp; ...so let's be honest, most all of the time people tell me my children look more like their dad, or something to the effect of he/she/he is definitely a Burtenshaw. &amp;nbsp;And I usually respond, it is because those Burtenshaws are gene hogs! &amp;nbsp;I'm not saying it's a bad thing, because in my biased opinion I think all of my children are very handsome/cute/handsome &amp;nbsp;Once in a while though, I'd like to think they have a little of me or my family in there somewhere... more than just Kali's eye color, and in all reality I do see part of me and my family in all of them. . &amp;nbsp;So what "Fullmer" gene do I now have proof of? &amp;nbsp;Upon close inspection you will see a definite trait of my father &amp;nbsp;(I myself do NOT exemplify this trait). &amp;nbsp;But the fact that Paxton's shorts will NOT stay up around his waist is a definite gene from the Fullmer family ironically belonging to the male gender. We girls got the Seely bubble butt. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Paxton is the smallest of our three children, and his pants will not stay up! &amp;nbsp;It is proof enough for me that there is a little of those Fullmer "jeans" in there ...somewhere. :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-3626404257950203251?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/3626404257950203251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=3626404257950203251&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3626404257950203251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3626404257950203251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/10/gene-hogs.html' title='Gene Hogs'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HWai5Rvmx98/Tpp4kVoiFRI/AAAAAAAABoQ/97o94CrDn4E/s72-c/gene+hog+e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-7875292152718878977</id><published>2011-10-11T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T14:32:26.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Player of the Day"</title><content type='html'>It probably isn't hard to tell from previous posts that I like birthday parties with my kids. &amp;nbsp;...and I especially like #1, not that the kids know any different... but I love celebrating the survival of the first year for not only him/her, but for us... the parents and family :) &amp;nbsp;The first year can be a lot of work mixed in with a little sleep, and many cherished moments. &amp;nbsp;So why not CELEBRATE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this little man's first party we went with the baseball theme (one of my fave's of course)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I find a lot of ideas via others blogs here are a few things we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The invite:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3GWluu0osjk/TpSmM61hpgI/AAAAAAAABm4/V4kbLu35ZBI/s1600/Paxton%2527s+birthday+card.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3GWluu0osjk/TpSmM61hpgI/AAAAAAAABm4/V4kbLu35ZBI/s320/Paxton%2527s+birthday+card.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few details:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heDadfFbhVs/TpKEGPILPGI/AAAAAAAABmk/8cOKWrRbRn4/s1600/pax+birthday+1+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5gcyI9Zx_I/TpKEFL5ajXI/AAAAAAAABmg/w3CoeeDdkro/s1600/pax+birthday+1+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e5gcyI9Zx_I/TpKEFL5ajXI/AAAAAAAABmg/w3CoeeDdkro/s320/pax+birthday+1+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heDadfFbhVs/TpKEGPILPGI/AAAAAAAABmk/8cOKWrRbRn4/s320/pax+birthday+1+3.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19P6AnVdjOM/TpKEBdPlA7I/AAAAAAAABmY/JECM6zjzK8A/s1600/pax+birthday+1+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19P6AnVdjOM/TpKEBdPlA7I/AAAAAAAABmY/JECM6zjzK8A/s1600/pax+birthday+1+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heDadfFbhVs/TpKEGPILPGI/AAAAAAAABmk/8cOKWrRbRn4/s1600/pax+birthday+1+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19P6AnVdjOM/TpKEBdPlA7I/AAAAAAAABmY/JECM6zjzK8A/s1600/pax+birthday+1+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19P6AnVdjOM/TpKEBdPlA7I/AAAAAAAABmY/JECM6zjzK8A/s640/pax+birthday+1+1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RG4Zpto9UjQ/TpKEU3Dm1aI/AAAAAAAABmw/-3S36-YhgPw/s1600/pax+birthday+1+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RG4Zpto9UjQ/TpKEU3Dm1aI/AAAAAAAABmw/-3S36-YhgPw/s400/pax+birthday+1+6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(the cake and cupcakes got a little melted in the 100+ degree sun, oh well)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9L8uRf0Y68s/TpSms62GBuI/AAAAAAAABnA/KdxSY_-sqYw/s1600/pax+birthday+1+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9L8uRf0Y68s/TpSms62GBuI/AAAAAAAABnA/KdxSY_-sqYw/s640/pax+birthday+1+5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Yes, we actually had cotton candy, and the table continued with drinks and ice cream :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Activities:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(I forgot to get pics, and the ones I did get of the boys playing ball didn't turn out :( )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*Kids baseball color table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*"Baseball" bubbles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*The Jumpoline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and a good round of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*Wiffleball - mostly for the "big boys" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But MOST IMPORTANT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The BIRTHDAY BOY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eskQ25E9rqE/TpKEEJ8eihI/AAAAAAAABmc/sOpRztLJTCU/s1600/pax+birthday+1+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eskQ25E9rqE/TpKEEJ8eihI/AAAAAAAABmc/sOpRztLJTCU/s400/pax+birthday+1+4.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdOvUfW7n44/TpKEV7A2nVI/AAAAAAAABm0/vv0IFaf-KEk/s1600/pax+birthday+1+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdOvUfW7n44/TpKEV7A2nVI/AAAAAAAABm0/vv0IFaf-KEk/s400/pax+birthday+1+7.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Trying to figure out why everyone's singing to him..... &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;...So, now what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFvpl_J_Do4/TpKESO9lP2I/AAAAAAAABmo/TPnp0K7miMI/s1600/pax+birthday+1+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFvpl_J_Do4/TpKESO9lP2I/AAAAAAAABmo/TPnp0K7miMI/s400/pax+birthday+1+8.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh! &amp;nbsp;A little of this, not to bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-itUfohm0QiY/TpSm8PvWUDI/AAAAAAAABnY/TbSvlXNv09s/s1600/pax+birthday+1+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-itUfohm0QiY/TpSm8PvWUDI/AAAAAAAABnY/TbSvlXNv09s/s320/pax+birthday+1+10.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-BrvlHYvYM/TpSm9Yxhn_I/AAAAAAAABng/aCehlvJT5LY/s1600/pax+birthday+1+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-BrvlHYvYM/TpSm9Yxhn_I/AAAAAAAABng/aCehlvJT5LY/s320/pax+birthday+1+11.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad's thinking he needs a little help, but no thank you Dad, I can do it myself he says!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6D3i-j8oKD0/TpSnBBwhKHI/AAAAAAAABn4/OViJQWzyrqA/s1600/pax+birthday+1+14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6D3i-j8oKD0/TpSnBBwhKHI/AAAAAAAABn4/OViJQWzyrqA/s400/pax+birthday+1+14.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I'll take a little more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, a lot more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8nA6TsRGWf0/TpSm5g0tmDI/AAAAAAAABnI/bI6Hng0bWF0/s1600/pax+birthday+1+16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8nA6TsRGWf0/TpSm5g0tmDI/AAAAAAAABnI/bI6Hng0bWF0/s640/pax+birthday+1+16.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And so we've taught him that being the Birthday Boy is pretty great stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ORw4y1GA9mQ/TpSnCAI7h3I/AAAAAAAABoA/7Rz9DkOfoe0/s1600/pax+birthday+1+15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ORw4y1GA9mQ/TpSnCAI7h3I/AAAAAAAABoA/7Rz9DkOfoe0/s640/pax+birthday+1+15.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after all the cake, he still proved himself to be a great little fielder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtTswrDZUVw/TpSz85UJ-OI/AAAAAAAABoI/sJ9lJQhdZV8/s1600/pax+birthday+1+058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtTswrDZUVw/TpSz85UJ-OI/AAAAAAAABoI/sJ9lJQhdZV8/s400/pax+birthday+1+058.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He definitely won "player of the day!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-7875292152718878977?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7875292152718878977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=7875292152718878977&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7875292152718878977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7875292152718878977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/10/player-of-day.html' title='&quot;Player of the Day&quot;'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3GWluu0osjk/TpSmM61hpgI/AAAAAAAABm4/V4kbLu35ZBI/s72-c/Paxton%2527s+birthday+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1899374857539842778</id><published>2011-10-07T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T22:44:14.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"CODIAN"</title><content type='html'>CODIAN you ask??? well that's the name of a game that Ian and his best friend made up in like the sixth grade for some homework assignment. &amp;nbsp;"Codian Sticks" I believe it was, named after Cody, who was his best friend, and himself. &amp;nbsp;....And all these years later, they are still the best of friends! &amp;nbsp;Cody has played a big role in our lives. &amp;nbsp;Way back in the day when Ian was a little more on the "adventurous" side, Cody remained a great friend... who led Ian to make some important changes and essentially helped to influence Ian's choice of a mission. &amp;nbsp;That mission greatly shaped, changed, and molded who Ian has become today. &amp;nbsp;But it doesn't stop there. &amp;nbsp;...The day after Ian's return from his mission, I was introduced to Ian, via his best friend Cody, who I had become friends with just a few short months prior. &amp;nbsp;....and basically the rest is history. &amp;nbsp; We are indebted to Cody for a lot to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JrT4Jm3gjLw/To_gaGJYx1I/AAAAAAAABmI/lwswhDqpGrc/s1600/cody+and+joce+11+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JrT4Jm3gjLw/To_gaGJYx1I/AAAAAAAABmI/lwswhDqpGrc/s400/cody+and+joce+11+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So September was a great month for us, because like Ian, Cody is a 4th year medical student, and was in Phoenix for a month rotation. &amp;nbsp;Yay for us, because that meant we were able to spend some good time together with our good friends.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get near enough pics, but it was great to see these "boys" in action with their own "boys" and girl too. :) &amp;nbsp;Kali was in "love" with Cody. &amp;nbsp;It cracked us up. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully Jocelyn didn't mind this new three year old girlfriend. &amp;nbsp;My kids (and Ian and I as well) absolutely adored Talmage. &amp;nbsp;McKay seemed to bond with him particularly well! &amp;nbsp;Love their brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-ZWMqwtREM/To_giRREGoI/AAAAAAAABmM/3HcrXSMMp7g/s1600/cody+and+joce+11+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-ZWMqwtREM/To_giRREGoI/AAAAAAAABmM/3HcrXSMMp7g/s400/cody+and+joce+11+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were even lucky enough to get Jocelyn to come teach Zumba at my aerobics class. &amp;nbsp;She is awesome. &amp;nbsp;Makes a great burger and amazing chocolate chip cookies, great with my kiddos, and so fun to have around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3U31THytPJE/To_gqvyfSqI/AAAAAAAABmQ/S64xS0QINJA/s1600/cody+and+joce+11+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3U31THytPJE/To_gqvyfSqI/AAAAAAAABmQ/S64xS0QINJA/s400/cody+and+joce+11+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe these three played for hours with the darn cardboard, while the moms and dads took turns for a date night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xzb40gu0v8/To_g2m80AfI/AAAAAAAABmU/Z8lV41SKJ0s/s1600/cody+and+joce+11+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xzb40gu0v8/To_g2m80AfI/AAAAAAAABmU/Z8lV41SKJ0s/s400/cody+and+joce+11+4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another cute pic of the kiddos just before Tal and Joce had to head back to Wisconsin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQM3jXs8pe8/To_gOx4NojI/AAAAAAAABmE/Qcrh7xfzAxQ/s1600/tal+and+pax+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQM3jXs8pe8/To_gOx4NojI/AAAAAAAABmE/Qcrh7xfzAxQ/s400/tal+and+pax+003.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved the swim days, the bbqs (despite the heat), the catching up.... and only wish we could see them a lot more often, like every week... &amp;nbsp;But who knows, perhaps "Codian" would be a good name for their joint practice someday! ....okay, so I think we could come up with something more official or professional, but we are definitely looking forward to seeing where life takes us, at least closer together for heaven sakes! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-1899374857539842778?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1899374857539842778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=1899374857539842778&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1899374857539842778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1899374857539842778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/10/codian.html' title='&quot;CODIAN&quot;'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JrT4Jm3gjLw/To_gaGJYx1I/AAAAAAAABmI/lwswhDqpGrc/s72-c/cody+and+joce+11+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-5382099474071187901</id><published>2011-10-02T22:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T23:23:00.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE</title><content type='html'>It is amazing how drastically life can change in ONE day... &amp;nbsp;and then we become so acquainted with that change that we can't even imagine what life would be like otherwise. &amp;nbsp;Crazy that ONE year ago today, we had a day like that... and how weve grown to love this little man over the past year. &amp;nbsp;It is so fun to be ONE! ...just ask him, and you can see the answer in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KLo0cFV1ttw/TolNAAIWR5I/AAAAAAAABl0/QnFmoWwcYJ8/s1600/pax+is+1+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KLo0cFV1ttw/TolNAAIWR5I/AAAAAAAABl0/QnFmoWwcYJ8/s640/pax+is+1+011.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There are so many things we love about our little Pax! &amp;nbsp;He already thinks he is funny, and just as big as his brother. &amp;nbsp;He loves playing games with both his older brother and sister, and has to be included in whatever they are doing. &amp;nbsp;It cracks me up to watch him follow them around and act like he is SO big. He can be a little showoff, and a little copy cat. &amp;nbsp;From dancing, to sticking his tongue out, to folding his arms he is really good at imitating... of course only when he wants to though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6QLQTL1iAM/TolPYobPtEI/AAAAAAAABl8/oXFFVhHoWT0/s1600/pax+is+1+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6QLQTL1iAM/TolPYobPtEI/AAAAAAAABl8/oXFFVhHoWT0/s640/pax+is+1+015.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How we love his blue eyes, and his kissable cheeks! &amp;nbsp;He loves to be held and snuggled, and he loves my hair. &amp;nbsp;I try to pull it back, or move it away from him, but he always manages to find a few strands to stroke or sometimes pull. &amp;nbsp;He is also an amazing eater! &amp;nbsp;He eats so stinking fast that I am always afraid he is going to choke, and I have to watch him, because he has come pretty close. &amp;nbsp;He lets you know if he is hungry or wants more... hence the nickname "squawk box" after being with his grandpa this summer. &amp;nbsp;...we have started sign language with him this last month and that has helped his squawking and screeching ...sometimes :) &amp;nbsp;I love how he leans his head forward for me to kiss him everytime I pick him up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFTaMOXY6g8/TolPUmsRsYI/AAAAAAAABl4/C3Xn37l2lwM/s1600/pax+is+1+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFTaMOXY6g8/TolPUmsRsYI/AAAAAAAABl4/C3Xn37l2lwM/s640/pax+is+1+004.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He LOVES any kind of ball. &amp;nbsp;...he chases them all over, rolls them, throws them, and can even catch them! Its crazy to me that he is only one, and he loves playing catch! &amp;nbsp;...He loves the cars and animals too. &amp;nbsp;I often find him giving big loves to his giant monkey... as much as a rough and tumble kid he likes to be, he is so stinking loveable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fr3-Lryd6WY/TolSp_zJAPI/AAAAAAAABmA/dvL0O90Rkkc/s1600/ed+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fr3-Lryd6WY/TolSp_zJAPI/AAAAAAAABmA/dvL0O90Rkkc/s640/ed+1.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has brought so much fun and happiness to our family. &amp;nbsp;He is so stinking adorable that it is easy for us to forgive him when he really is a little stinker :). &amp;nbsp;Happy 1st Birthday baby boy! &amp;nbsp;We're up for round 2 now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-5382099474071187901?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5382099474071187901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=5382099474071187901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5382099474071187901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5382099474071187901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/10/one.html' title='ONE'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KLo0cFV1ttw/TolNAAIWR5I/AAAAAAAABl0/QnFmoWwcYJ8/s72-c/pax+is+1+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-2630727336679621513</id><published>2011-10-01T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T23:02:35.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Things</title><content type='html'>So if any of you have read the book &lt;i&gt;The Last Lecture&lt;/i&gt; by Randy Pausch (one of my new faves) you may recall that he talks about helping kids develop self confidence by giving them something that is difficult for them to do &amp;nbsp;...by working at it and practicing until they get it... well confidence can be gained. &amp;nbsp;I very much agree with this idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that in mind, I have been trying to encourage McKay to do things that he often says are too difficult for him. &amp;nbsp;Like this week we asked him to carry the Jumpoline back into the garage after Paxton's birthday party (not to worry I will post much about our birthday boy soon). &amp;nbsp;He said it was &lt;b&gt;way&lt;/b&gt; too heavy. &amp;nbsp;He had done it once before, so I didn't let him get away with it. &amp;nbsp;We loaded the box in his arms and as he was crying and struggling out the door, with the sides of the box digging deeply in his arms I started chanting and cheering, "you can do it McKay, you can do hard things!" &amp;nbsp;I don't think he really appreciated it, but I didn't want him to quit. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say he made it, but he wasn't very happy about the pain it had caused him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so today, with tears on our cheeks, Ian headed out for the beautiful state of Colorado. &amp;nbsp;And since my chanting to McKay, we have joked that "we too can do hard things." &amp;nbsp; It really is not my idea of fun to have Ian gone again for the next two months. &amp;nbsp;It's one of those "hard things" we just have to do. &amp;nbsp;We have done it once before but even so (like my son), I don't want to do it again. I do know however, that we will make it. &amp;nbsp;I know that we will learn things that will make us better and stronger because of it. &amp;nbsp;I have done hard things and harder things before right?! &amp;nbsp;So basically I need to lift my chin up and remember there are a lot worse things than this, and whining about it won't do me any good. &amp;nbsp;I just might need someone chanting "you can do hard things" to me every once in awhile....Or perhaps if no one does, I'll come look at this picture to remind me, we've done it before, we made it, we can make it again, and look how happy we were at our reuniting!... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TzAL4fsoXkM/Tof5XWBU3PI/AAAAAAAABlw/zP1CzXtL3Z8/s1600/Mt.Timp+Temple+w+kids+001+e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TzAL4fsoXkM/Tof5XWBU3PI/AAAAAAAABlw/zP1CzXtL3Z8/s640/Mt.Timp+Temple+w+kids+001+e.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pic taken in front of the Mt. Timpanogos Temple (where Ian and I were married) after Ian returned from Seattle and Portland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;You see, the beautiful thing is, we understand it is all part of God's plan, its part of life. I know that if we keep the right perspective we will feel comforted in knowing that no matter where we are, together or separate, that we are a family connected my covenants that will bind us and keep us together, always! That is what matters most to me. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;...AND, the bright side IS, Ian is in COLORADO!! &amp;nbsp;Yay for that! &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;AND&lt;/i&gt; the other good news of the day for us was the announcement of a temple being built in Star Valley, WY!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;....Star Valley has been on the top ten of &amp;nbsp;places we want to end up some day, and I think after the announcement today, &amp;nbsp;it was just bumped up to the top three!!! &amp;nbsp;SO exciting. &amp;nbsp;There is much to be so grateful for, and thats what makes the hard things worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-2630727336679621513?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2630727336679621513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=2630727336679621513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2630727336679621513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2630727336679621513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/10/hard-things.html' title='Hard Things'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TzAL4fsoXkM/Tof5XWBU3PI/AAAAAAAABlw/zP1CzXtL3Z8/s72-c/Mt.Timp+Temple+w+kids+001+e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-3440003796213738683</id><published>2011-09-27T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T22:50:47.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph's Super Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aKzkDt5_SWM/ToKy_n91Q5I/AAAAAAAABls/L5ZJMb94hFo/s1600/steph+super6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="329" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aKzkDt5_SWM/ToKy_n91Q5I/AAAAAAAABls/L5ZJMb94hFo/s640/steph+super6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...and some people think Steph only has three grandkids!&amp;nbsp; But those who know her best know that there are three more who like to call her grandma.&amp;nbsp; It was so fun to get to play with our other "cousins."&amp;nbsp; That is the joy of having friends who are really family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured: Our three yayhoos, Miss Brynlee (Jen's), Mr. Talmage (Cody's), and Mr. Zane (Clay's).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-3440003796213738683?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/3440003796213738683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=3440003796213738683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3440003796213738683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3440003796213738683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/09/stephs-super-six.html' title='Steph&apos;s Super Six'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aKzkDt5_SWM/ToKy_n91Q5I/AAAAAAAABls/L5ZJMb94hFo/s72-c/steph+super6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-236347825169368535</id><published>2011-09-27T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T22:13:59.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During our Scottsdale Resort stay, we figured we should do everything in style, even the cookies and milk tradition before bedtime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qB6Kt0Ik-Jc/ToKqfFq6ivI/AAAAAAAABlc/eTj_01R-NKU/s1600/c%2526m1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qB6Kt0Ik-Jc/ToKqfFq6ivI/AAAAAAAABlc/eTj_01R-NKU/s400/c%2526m1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It may or may not be just milk :) ....or maybe it is just&amp;nbsp;a little late for these kiddos :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jW4CpjVeC0w/ToKq0-smvNI/AAAAAAAABlg/kQ8N_Fv4Idc/s1600/c%2526m2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jW4CpjVeC0w/ToKq0-smvNI/AAAAAAAABlg/kQ8N_Fv4Idc/s400/c%2526m2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The dunk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnXqUAUt1og/ToKrFz5rSGI/AAAAAAAABlk/03hCYA3JB5c/s1600/c%2526m3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnXqUAUt1og/ToKrFz5rSGI/AAAAAAAABlk/03hCYA3JB5c/s400/c%2526m3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The delight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n3UX1Y5Zt3c/ToKrYDi54QI/AAAAAAAABlo/h1c52P8_jeU/s1600/c%2526m4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n3UX1Y5Zt3c/ToKrYDi54QI/AAAAAAAABlo/h1c52P8_jeU/s400/c%2526m4.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the follow through!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the&amp;nbsp;many reasons we love bed time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-236347825169368535?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/236347825169368535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=236347825169368535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/236347825169368535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/236347825169368535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-style.html' title='In Style'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qB6Kt0Ik-Jc/ToKqfFq6ivI/AAAAAAAABlc/eTj_01R-NKU/s72-c/c%2526m1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-7743407481715488322</id><published>2011-09-19T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T14:03:54.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We clean up well!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So after four days of rolling in the dirt, we decided the best way to really&amp;nbsp;come clean would be with a good dose of chlorine!&amp;nbsp; ...and used&amp;nbsp;the three day resort stay we earned last year.&amp;nbsp; Because we're still battling the heat around here it was great to play at the pool all&amp;nbsp;afternon and turn the AC up somewhere else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Pax loved the water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C34gPFLtpww/TnebvbkOMyI/AAAAAAAABk4/PBQD53iA0ts/s1600/resort.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C34gPFLtpww/TnebvbkOMyI/AAAAAAAABk4/PBQD53iA0ts/s400/resort.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even after this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KjEkyPDQObI/Tneka_DGcQI/AAAAAAAABlU/XOhF0asl6Vw/s1600/resort+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KjEkyPDQObI/Tneka_DGcQI/AAAAAAAABlU/XOhF0asl6Vw/s320/resort+2.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CKzcsSg2vbU/TnedhMtYvRI/AAAAAAAABk8/vndLMkZv4mk/s1600/resort+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CKzcsSg2vbU/TnedhMtYvRI/AAAAAAAABk8/vndLMkZv4mk/s320/resort+3.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Miss Kali was the diva of floatation devices&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Xj3oU1cpvA/TneiqGRo7cI/AAAAAAAABlQ/3fF0T3wre5Q/s1600/resort+9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Xj3oU1cpvA/TneiqGRo7cI/AAAAAAAABlQ/3fF0T3wre5Q/s400/resort+9.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVTOcBXJVKU/TnehjrdaVvI/AAAAAAAABlI/s9PB2-v2U6Q/s1600/resort+7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVTOcBXJVKU/TnehjrdaVvI/AAAAAAAABlI/s9PB2-v2U6Q/s400/resort+7.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Which came in very handy for this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IIY9Pj9SeqM/TneiRBLBuAI/AAAAAAAABlM/UA5V64vdAAg/s1600/resort+8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IIY9Pj9SeqM/TneiRBLBuAI/AAAAAAAABlM/UA5V64vdAAg/s400/resort+8.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;McKay started learning different swimming strokes, and said he wanted to start doing swimming races...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQiCopu-6vc/TnelKYeXUfI/AAAAAAAABlY/d1KpMRnlliU/s1600/resort+5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQiCopu-6vc/TnelKYeXUfI/AAAAAAAABlY/d1KpMRnlliU/s320/resort+5.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcFE3NAQX40/TneeDAvQe9I/AAAAAAAABlA/cARxIFXfyzw/s1600/resort+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcFE3NAQX40/TneeDAvQe9I/AAAAAAAABlA/cARxIFXfyzw/s320/resort+4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He even said I could be his swim coach :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfqxE9q1Y7g/TnegkEvRIfI/AAAAAAAABlE/UcRRhE5WCuA/s1600/resort+6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfqxE9q1Y7g/TnegkEvRIfI/AAAAAAAABlE/UcRRhE5WCuA/s400/resort+6.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...it was great!&amp;nbsp; Not only did we get all the dirt off, but we even got wrinkled from swimming so much. ...Now if it would only cool down a little :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-7743407481715488322?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7743407481715488322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=7743407481715488322&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7743407481715488322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7743407481715488322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-clean-up-well.html' title='We clean up well!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C34gPFLtpww/TnebvbkOMyI/AAAAAAAABk4/PBQD53iA0ts/s72-c/resort.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-9173108087199668061</id><published>2011-09-14T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T12:51:36.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwind, Unravel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For Labor Day weekend, we decided to "put a little gravel in our travel... and unwind and unravel" with a &lt;strong&gt;four day&lt;/strong&gt; camping trip.&amp;nbsp; It was awesome!&amp;nbsp; We had fun times with friends, some good family time, and WAY TOO MUCH food. ...that's what you do when you go camping right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sp-4Sgtkq0/Tm_2pMSgHJI/AAAAAAAABkQ/PfVnBddEgow/s1600/IMG_9894.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sp-4Sgtkq0/Tm_2pMSgHJI/AAAAAAAABkQ/PfVnBddEgow/s400/IMG_9894.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Yes, the car was packed to the max, the car top carrier was as well.&amp;nbsp; ...and even at that, the Reagans ended up&amp;nbsp;hauling what we couldn't get in :) (obviously we need a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truck!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd9jTYa6Q10/Tm_3KD2NT7I/AAAAAAAABkY/6zTHdyR1_5k/s1600/IMG_9897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd9jTYa6Q10/Tm_3KD2NT7I/AAAAAAAABkY/6zTHdyR1_5k/s400/IMG_9897.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ogJcJqkdvzU/Tm_260jhjFI/AAAAAAAABkU/0V_xuM13teA/s1600/IMG_9896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ogJcJqkdvzU/Tm_260jhjFI/AAAAAAAABkU/0V_xuM13teA/s320/IMG_9896.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The first night we started our "getting dirty adventure" with a little licorice for Pax. ... this was just the start of the getting dirty :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nWMudcLzNdI/TnAHXBxweaI/AAAAAAAABko/AUEKN8U-Rks/s1600/IMG_9900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nWMudcLzNdI/TnAHXBxweaI/AAAAAAAABko/AUEKN8U-Rks/s400/IMG_9900.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;McKay mastered it!&amp;nbsp; He had a blast ...being all boy... shooting guns, making knives, making a bow and arrows, playing with the dogs, hiking, finding "1000s" of shells, ....and basically rolling in the dirt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L7vEZ9yL4A8/Tm_3kMioaRI/AAAAAAAABkc/pc45mryRvws/s1600/IMG_9898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L7vEZ9yL4A8/Tm_3kMioaRI/AAAAAAAABkc/pc45mryRvws/s400/IMG_9898.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Kali was right there with him as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-selx2_fXr0M/Tm_37GWXIRI/AAAAAAAABkg/IQ45f97jAmc/s1600/IMG_9899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-selx2_fXr0M/Tm_37GWXIRI/AAAAAAAABkg/IQ45f97jAmc/s400/IMG_9899.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I know it is obvious, but&amp;nbsp;we love camping... we always have!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will openly admit that our family makes a trip to Cabella's or Sportsman's at least once a month.&amp;nbsp;It is just fun to have great camping gear :)...Although weve decided we better get a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truck &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;before we get any more. &amp;nbsp;Here is my hottie in some cooking action... yay for dutch ovens and the camp chef!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8gN0he-_to/Tm_7gSdjMaI/AAAAAAAABkk/ca3C-96JQtg/s1600/IMG_9901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8gN0he-_to/Tm_7gSdjMaI/AAAAAAAABkk/ca3C-96JQtg/s400/IMG_9901.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It was fun to have friends there too.&amp;nbsp; These kids played on this log for hours I think... I love their little faces... Crazy how they have grown since we all became friends in our med school journey (and the four&amp;nbsp;that were born since we started&amp;nbsp;aren't even in the picture.)&amp;nbsp; They had a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kHE7ZMRbaWM/TnAHxbaIZ8I/AAAAAAAABks/tqsrR60ZMgE/s1600/IMG_9903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kHE7ZMRbaWM/TnAHxbaIZ8I/AAAAAAAABks/tqsrR60ZMgE/s640/IMG_9903.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Some friends left and then more friends join us on our third day, and I could kick myself for not getting pics of their visit.&amp;nbsp; Especially of Bruce, Hunter and Ian playing reverse charades... I'm still laughing!&amp;nbsp; But I did catch this cute pic :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KqbmHh42_CI/TnAICr1Q8mI/AAAAAAAABkw/4LCwO3Tr-tw/s1600/IMG_9908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KqbmHh42_CI/TnAICr1Q8mI/AAAAAAAABkw/4LCwO3Tr-tw/s400/IMG_9908.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We ate a ton, but not near enough and still had a tight fit for the ride home.&amp;nbsp; ...Thank heavens for a few wipes to wipe the kids a bit before they got in the car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_29x1MTqnM/TnAIZN8nqrI/AAAAAAAABk0/jtbkQOk34nE/s1600/IMG_9912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_29x1MTqnM/TnAIZN8nqrI/AAAAAAAABk0/jtbkQOk34nE/s400/IMG_9912.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Definitely loved this trip and the chance we had to&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"get lost and get right with &lt;em&gt;our &lt;/em&gt;soul... on a back road"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-9173108087199668061?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/9173108087199668061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=9173108087199668061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/9173108087199668061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/9173108087199668061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/09/unwind-unravel.html' title='Unwind, Unravel'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sp-4Sgtkq0/Tm_2pMSgHJI/AAAAAAAABkQ/PfVnBddEgow/s72-c/IMG_9894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-4469392208770765169</id><published>2011-09-09T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T14:32:58.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He thinks...</title><content type='html'>Some parents wake their children early to practice the piano or do chores... and maybe someday I will be a good mom and do that.&amp;nbsp; But for now, we wake McKay up early to go do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T3YElYFadHw/TmqFwuYTzsI/AAAAAAAABkM/tYWS4xQn1C8/s1600/iphone+pics+284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T3YElYFadHw/TmqFwuYTzsI/AAAAAAAABkM/tYWS4xQn1C8/s640/iphone+pics+284.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can get in a good nine holes at the Future's Course before McKay has to be at school in the morning. McKay is getting better and stronger all the time.&amp;nbsp; He really is a great little golfer.&amp;nbsp; But, Ian says the best part is the conversation and together time they have.&amp;nbsp; McKay tells his dad all about school, what he likes, what he wants to do, they laugh, they talk, they challenge each other... they spend awesome quality time together.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And he thinks they are just golfing :)&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/8631114503083155420-4469392208770765169?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/4469392208770765169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=4469392208770765169&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4469392208770765169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4469392208770765169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/09/he-thinks.html' title='He thinks...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T3YElYFadHw/TmqFwuYTzsI/AAAAAAAABkM/tYWS4xQn1C8/s72-c/iphone+pics+284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-7748697088173575775</id><published>2011-08-31T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T14:24:23.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of Swings, Sprinklers, and free-Spirited Fun!</title><content type='html'>I grew up on an acre plot in the center of a small town. &amp;nbsp;A VERY small town. &amp;nbsp;And, I loved it. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps the thing I enjoyed most about this summer was letting my children have a small taste of what I knew summer to be as a child. &amp;nbsp;I loved that they could play outside in the yard for hours at a time... doing multiple things. &amp;nbsp;I focus on Kali in this post... and some of the fun things she was able to do this summer, reminding me of the happiness she brought to me, her grandparents and family during our two month stay. &amp;nbsp;Kali can be very shy, but when you get to know her, she is a ball of fun, free-spirited fun at its best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The swings&lt;/b&gt;... every day I believe she was begging someone to come swing with her. &amp;nbsp;I think it sets her free spirit in motion :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9i--E1OX6yA/Tl6a2do8zCI/AAAAAAAABi0/oaeNQvU7ycA/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9i--E1OX6yA/Tl6a2do8zCI/AAAAAAAABi0/oaeNQvU7ycA/s400/2011+Summer+fun+026.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QD7jyIchY04/Tl6bB5RFvdI/AAAAAAAABi8/Fp7r0GkCAfI/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QD7jyIchY04/Tl6bB5RFvdI/AAAAAAAABi8/Fp7r0GkCAfI/s400/2011+Summer+fun+113.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5059VKoYQvI/Tl6a55fSBMI/AAAAAAAABi4/_3UyzouPluY/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5059VKoYQvI/Tl6a55fSBMI/AAAAAAAABi4/_3UyzouPluY/s400/2011+Summer+fun+063.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sprinklers...&lt;/b&gt; even when it was a little chili, more than once I found her outside dripping wet. &amp;nbsp;Somehow she always ended up right by the hose doing... something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F1UNswd_7ng/Tl6bwoQpW7I/AAAAAAAABjI/wS6lxq8YV8o/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F1UNswd_7ng/Tl6bwoQpW7I/AAAAAAAABjI/wS6lxq8YV8o/s400/2011+Summer+fun+075.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--THWUluh9N8/Tl6booSwxSI/AAAAAAAABjA/R2f7D6i7Vz0/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--THWUluh9N8/Tl6booSwxSI/AAAAAAAABjA/R2f7D6i7Vz0/s400/2011+Summer+fun+071.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLRTY2TcM3g/Tl6bsXCIl0I/AAAAAAAABjE/-c5D7VJHOVM/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLRTY2TcM3g/Tl6bsXCIl0I/AAAAAAAABjE/-c5D7VJHOVM/s400/2011+Summer+fun+073.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lots of&lt;b&gt; Free-Spirited Fun&lt;/b&gt;... &amp;nbsp;I never knew what I would find her doing. &amp;nbsp;She has this little mind of her own... which (when she is happy) leads to a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vA48MjmxaHw/Tl6eIgHhyaI/AAAAAAAABjM/W7PXP_MWQwM/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vA48MjmxaHw/Tl6eIgHhyaI/AAAAAAAABjM/W7PXP_MWQwM/s400/2011+Summer+fun+019.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NZAh4R9B8bc/Tl6eyVJ9rmI/AAAAAAAABjg/FkVmi6PsM1k/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NZAh4R9B8bc/Tl6eyVJ9rmI/AAAAAAAABjg/FkVmi6PsM1k/s400/2011+Summer+fun+079.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJhcpBOGtWo/Tl6eS1_RmKI/AAAAAAAABjU/tPVTHctsS4w/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OJhcpBOGtWo/Tl6eS1_RmKI/AAAAAAAABjU/tPVTHctsS4w/s400/2011+Summer+fun+100.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D_eaNZGQhP8/Tl6eNu6ZkUI/AAAAAAAABjQ/C4EcieR6_Fc/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D_eaNZGQhP8/Tl6eNu6ZkUI/AAAAAAAABjQ/C4EcieR6_Fc/s640/2011+Summer+fun+092.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fAiE5z7i5I4/Tl6efjKKJJI/AAAAAAAABjY/9h3MLnP2G08/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fAiE5z7i5I4/Tl6efjKKJJI/AAAAAAAABjY/9h3MLnP2G08/s400/2011+Summer+fun+121.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqvz5t_vV6c/Tl6escZ_R3I/AAAAAAAABjc/b0Ql6URYpqA/s1600/2011+Summer+fun+127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqvz5t_vV6c/Tl6escZ_R3I/AAAAAAAABjc/b0Ql6URYpqA/s400/2011+Summer+fun+127.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the fun she is... and this is only a glimpse. &amp;nbsp;I cherish the time I had with her, and McKay and Paxton too, reliving my childhood with them this summer. &amp;nbsp;I hope it is not soon forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-7748697088173575775?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7748697088173575775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=7748697088173575775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7748697088173575775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7748697088173575775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/08/of-swings-sprinklers-and-free-spirited.html' title='of Swings, Sprinklers, and free-Spirited Fun!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9i--E1OX6yA/Tl6a2do8zCI/AAAAAAAABi0/oaeNQvU7ycA/s72-c/2011+Summer+fun+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-4108019364950308244</id><published>2011-08-22T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T14:36:08.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Her turn</title><content type='html'>For the last two years, Kali has watched her big brother go to preschool, and&amp;nbsp;last week she watched as he started&amp;nbsp;Kindergarten.&amp;nbsp;So TODAY was huge for her, to get to go to school!&amp;nbsp; As we turned the corner just about to her school she squealed "we are almost to my preschool" ... It was way too cute.&amp;nbsp; Love this girl! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lgh05TzlXs0/TlLJBalRr-I/AAAAAAAABig/6fApojZW2EI/s1600/ps+kali+1st+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lgh05TzlXs0/TlLJBalRr-I/AAAAAAAABig/6fApojZW2EI/s400/ps+kali+1st+1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5T2vIBmN9e4/TlLJEZ49t3I/AAAAAAAABik/29MAKXusxis/s1600/ps+kali+1st+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5T2vIBmN9e4/TlLJEZ49t3I/AAAAAAAABik/29MAKXusxis/s400/ps+kali+1st+2.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"...if we are constantly interested in learning new things and acquiring new skills, personal development is inevitable and the light of our personality and our character shines even brighter." ~Gordon B. Hinkley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_QDkf7pKoo/TlLJH5cZAeI/AAAAAAAABio/LaLBAj1dLUk/s1600/ps+kali+1st+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_QDkf7pKoo/TlLJH5cZAeI/AAAAAAAABio/LaLBAj1dLUk/s320/ps+kali+1st+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so excited to see what character and personality these little ones will develop this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-4108019364950308244?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/4108019364950308244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=4108019364950308244&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4108019364950308244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4108019364950308244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/08/her-turn.html' title='Her turn'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lgh05TzlXs0/TlLJBalRr-I/AAAAAAAABig/6fApojZW2EI/s72-c/ps+kali+1st+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-5130253047443172551</id><published>2011-08-19T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T13:38:05.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"1,2,3, Save some for me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_3f-1O1C00/Tk64f5YMByI/AAAAAAAABiU/80TY0E9e5zg/s1600/First+day+of+kindergarten+M+012edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_3f-1O1C00/Tk64f5YMByI/AAAAAAAABiU/80TY0E9e5zg/s640/First+day+of+kindergarten+M+012edit.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, the first day(s) of school!&amp;nbsp; So much excitement... and even a touch of apprehension - only on the part of the mom and dad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The apprehension didn't come&amp;nbsp;until Ian and I took McKay to meet his teacher ...and in the mean time saw many parents wandering the school that didn't really look like parents to us, more like wannabe rockstars or gangsters or... something other than a parent.&amp;nbsp; We realized that not everyone has the same idea of parenting as we do, and wondered what might happen to the innocence and protection we have ensured for our now five year old.&amp;nbsp; But realizing this was the next step for our little man felt reassured in knowing that he was prepared, that we could continue teaching him right from wrong at home, and&amp;nbsp;that the scary &lt;em&gt;adults&lt;/em&gt; we saw at the school would not be there with McKay.&amp;nbsp; Besides he was sooo excited, how could we not be too?&amp;nbsp; So we decided we would let him go :).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLwCHue8iDg/Tk65RNPqimI/AAAAAAAABic/qhgjRHlTjmA/s1600/First+day+of+kindergarten+M+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLwCHue8iDg/Tk65RNPqimI/AAAAAAAABic/qhgjRHlTjmA/s640/First+day+of+kindergarten+M+001.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And, he loved every minute of it.&amp;nbsp; It is so fun to pick him up everyday and listen to what he did, or learned or sang.&amp;nbsp; The first day he told me all the new rules.&amp;nbsp; He especially liked the rule at the drinking fountain..."1,2,3, save some for me" and then it is the next person's turn.&amp;nbsp; Remember that?! Actually mine was 1,2, your through, but I'm glad they get a second longer here :).&amp;nbsp; It's true, I think the key things we learn in life really can be learned while we are in Kindegarten.&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful our first little guy is such a good example to all of us, including his two younger siblings who love him very much too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tbXaxvsrtjY/Tk6mRnqwWFI/AAAAAAAABiI/dTx_uV3A4fE/s1600/First+day+of+kindergarten+M+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tbXaxvsrtjY/Tk6mRnqwWFI/AAAAAAAABiI/dTx_uV3A4fE/s640/First+day+of+kindergarten+M+010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was glad that the first day went so well!&amp;nbsp; It made the second day and the rest of the week&amp;nbsp;even that much more exciting. ...and his little sister is practicing for her big day this next week.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry, we will get her hair done before she leaves :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h9fiibJuMyk/Tk6mXR7mDFI/AAAAAAAABiM/jEljXJPqvYM/s1600/First+day+of+kindergarten+M+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h9fiibJuMyk/Tk6mXR7mDFI/AAAAAAAABiM/jEljXJPqvYM/s640/First+day+of+kindergarten+M+013.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And little Paxton, well now that he is crawling all over, he likes to find their school supplies and see what damage he can do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmyq-v8kUIw/Tk6mZ5g5uMI/AAAAAAAABiQ/7ilfziKyDwk/s1600/First+day+of+kindergarten+M+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmyq-v8kUIw/Tk6mZ5g5uMI/AAAAAAAABiQ/7ilfziKyDwk/s640/First+day+of+kindergarten+M+016.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, we all love that school is here!&amp;nbsp;...Just when Ian is about to finish, the next generation begins.&amp;nbsp; We just can't seem to get enough of it.&amp;nbsp; Here's to a life of learning for all of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-5130253047443172551?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5130253047443172551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=5130253047443172551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5130253047443172551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5130253047443172551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/08/123-save-some-for-me.html' title='&quot;1,2,3, Save some for me&quot;'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_3f-1O1C00/Tk64f5YMByI/AAAAAAAABiU/80TY0E9e5zg/s72-c/First+day+of+kindergarten+M+012edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-6166545718033328343</id><published>2011-08-09T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T16:28:58.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimately Gaining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So I finally did it. I cleaned out my closet. And yes, all my pants sizes 1 and 2 were put in the giveaway pile. I absolutely loved some of these jeans and have held on to them “just in case I ever got back to being that small” again. I guess after three kids I have finally realized that my hips really aren’t going to narrow. The funny thing is I put them in a pile to give to some teenage girls I know, and when they went through them, they weren’t even that excited about them. What?? These were like the cutest jeans ever, at least I thought so. Turns out it has been so long since I was in the 1-2 market that they are no longer in style. (I loved the low-rise-flare jeans, but it’s the skinny jeans these girls were into. I have too many scars of pegged pants from being a child of the 80’s to ever do the skinny jean thing.) But it’s true, I gave up these cherished pants of mine from 7 years ago, and my closet is a much more beautiful sight, and I am free of every desire to be a size 1 again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Speaking of giving up the “dreams” of my younger years, on one of my excursions through the state of Utah this summer I was passed by the “ultimate girl truck.” This truck was awesome. It had a deep blue sparkle paint job, and a huge Roxy symbol in the back window to match. A good lift (not too high to be a guy’s truck, but perfect to say I’m a tough girl) and tires to match perfectly as well. It wasn’t too big, but just right to make a statement. There were two mountain bikes tied down in the back, and I will openly admit coveting came to mind, okay I probably did for a few minutes. I never really saw much of the girl driving, as she cruised right on ahead of me like I was an old lady driver.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But, if she fit the truck the way I imagined I’m sure she was a beautiful yet athletic, crazy courageous, sporty, totally cool girl… you know the bombshell and adventure package for any outdoorsman’s liking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, before my “mom” days, I was totally saving to buy an “ultimate girl truck” and I was working out hard core –lifting weights, running my guts out - to be that kind of girl. I even volunteered at Sportsmen for Fish and Wildlife banquets, got into wakeboarding, hiked to the tops of Utah mountains, and drove way too fast racking up multiple speeding tickets (which could be a completely different post alone), went on river expeditions and taught young children in school (the soft touch) in my aspirations to be the “ultimate girl.” I realize some of you won’t understand this mindset, but if you’ve ever wanted to be the “ultimate &lt;strong&gt;outdoors &lt;/strong&gt;girl” you would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So as this “ultimate girl truck” passed me by I sighed and I continued driving my little Highlander down the highway. I was glad that at least it wasn’t a minivan. And I wondered what happened to all those “ultimate girl” aspirations? Sure I still go to aerobics twice a week and get in a game of basketball once in awhile, and sure I take my kids hiking up Thunderbird “hill” when it is cool, and we also go for little bike rides, but nothing too extreme. I now find myself going to things like the Blue and Gold Cub Scout banquet instead of heading the women’s auction at SFW ones, and the closest I’ve been to a river trip was crossing the Colorado River BRIDGE with my kids or I guess the lazy river at the swimming pool could count too. Sure enough my insurance bill is a much better sight now that I have slowed down a bit. Yet as I was driving I thought “what has become of &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;?” I was tempted to speed up and catch that “ultimate girl truck” and let her know a thing or two…. but then I looked in my rearview mirror to see two beautiful sleeping faces and another concentrating on a picture he was drawing. And I thought nah, she can keep her “ultimate truck,” I’ll keep these. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pbTKY_JZT7Y/TkHm8QlEoCI/AAAAAAAABhw/QCCa2qaRczE/s1600/_DSC6022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pbTKY_JZT7Y/TkHm8QlEoCI/AAAAAAAABhw/QCCa2qaRczE/s640/_DSC6022.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;They need me to be a different kind of ultimate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this little one. As adorable as he is, he screams and squawks if I’m not there to feed him, or pick him up and carry him, or rock him. He needs me to be the ultimate caregiver during the night when it is dark and the friendly face in the morning to lift him out of his crib. He needs my nurturing touch and the sense of security that naturally a mom ultimately gives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-95d6YMkyKkQ/TkHnAJlZ62I/AAAAAAAABh0/_JCtztQLDn4/s1600/_DSC6003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-95d6YMkyKkQ/TkHnAJlZ62I/AAAAAAAABh0/_JCtztQLDn4/s640/_DSC6003.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Or this sweet girl, who is sometimes a spitfire and always a free spirit. She needs me to love her and hold her, to set boundaries and rules, and sometimes spank her bum. …To comb her hair and take her to the bathroom, to kiss her cheeks, to hold her hand, to dance with her and put her blanket on her at nap time. She needs me to be the ultimate example of a loving mother so she can be one too someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UOnI50VzjM/TkHnMKH6SeI/AAAAAAAABh4/wlrBjqm3gbU/s1600/_DSC6517c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="372" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UOnI50VzjM/TkHnMKH6SeI/AAAAAAAABh4/wlrBjqm3gbU/s640/_DSC6517c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWgQBcJAxO0/TkHnSNth1aI/AAAAAAAABh8/fKNoDClAR8U/s1600/_DSC6365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWgQBcJAxO0/TkHnSNth1aI/AAAAAAAABh8/fKNoDClAR8U/s400/_DSC6365.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this handsome little man, he still needs me too. To teach him right and wrong, to challenge his mind, to play games with him and give him comfort. To laugh even if it really isn’t funny, or to cheer like crazy at the simplest of feats. He needs me so he can know how to respect all girls, just like his dad, and to teach him to pray whenever he needs help… that Jesus is the Ultimate source of strength he can always rely on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25y0epZHB0k/TkHnaDotisI/AAAAAAAABiA/5A6F9CHFk9I/s1600/_DSC6398c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25y0epZHB0k/TkHnaDotisI/AAAAAAAABiA/5A6F9CHFk9I/s400/_DSC6398c.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And my handsome husband, lets be honest, I rely on him, but I like to think he needs me too. To brag about how amazing he is, to support him through all the long hours he puts in, to believe in him, to tickle his back, and give him a hug and kiss when he gets home. Ultimately he keeps me laughing when otherwise I would be frustrated. He needs me to be happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its true, I have given up on my dreams of being what I once thought would be the “ultimate girl”. But ultimate is still part of my dreams, not that of being tough or cool or crazy or the bombshell, but that of being the ultimate mom and wife. …To be the kind of mom and woman they deserve. It is obvious to me that I have gained a lot more than weight in loosing my quest to be the “ultimate girl” with an “ultimate truck”. I’ve gained what ultimately really does make me happy, my family… Yep, that’s the ultimate gain of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWgQBcJAxO0/TkHnSNth1aI/AAAAAAAABh8/fKNoDClAR8U/s1600/_DSC6365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWgQBcJAxO0/TkHnSNth1aI/AAAAAAAABh8/fKNoDClAR8U/s400/_DSC6365.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 44px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 2722px; visibility: hidden;" width="63" /&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/8631114503083155420-6166545718033328343?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/6166545718033328343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=6166545718033328343&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/6166545718033328343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/6166545718033328343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/08/ultimately-gaining.html' title='Ultimately Gaining'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pbTKY_JZT7Y/TkHm8QlEoCI/AAAAAAAABhw/QCCa2qaRczE/s72-c/_DSC6022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-508111566540752983</id><published>2011-08-09T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T16:25:58.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back...</title><content type='html'>Yes, we made it back to the valley of the sun, definitely not my favorite place to be this time of year, but at least I'm with my fave person.&amp;nbsp; Since we have been back, our kitchen faucet and sink have died, our grass has died -like really dead, even with our automated sprinkling system) and our internet has died -hence my slacking in blogging and I have 100+ pics worthy of posting from the summer :( .&amp;nbsp; But we are alive and sweating and happy to be together :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-508111566540752983?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/508111566540752983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=508111566540752983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/508111566540752983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/508111566540752983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/08/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-2388631724920559463</id><published>2011-07-28T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T09:58:26.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better than Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>We were so excited to see Ian!&amp;nbsp; It's true the excitement was better than Christmas, and that says a lot for us!...&amp;nbsp; but just like at Christmas, Ian was full of surprises.&amp;nbsp; The plan &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; for Ian to finish up in Oregon late Tues. then head out Wed. morning and meet us in northern Utah late Wed. ...We would have dinner and then he would jump on the plane that night for Boston.&amp;nbsp; Well....&amp;nbsp; early Wed. morning I get a text and to my surprise my handsome husband is in the driveway at my nieces (where we were staying) with breakfast in his hands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best sight of all was watching the kids RUN to see him, and it was a SWEET reunion after way too long :)&amp;nbsp; Ian drove through the night.... to give us a surprise WAY better than any on Christmas morning! We now had an entire day to enjoy together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GlU_l-b-YnU/TjGS7FjxAqI/AAAAAAAABhs/VXqVzK6pv2g/s1600/IMG_9833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GlU_l-b-YnU/TjGS7FjxAqI/AAAAAAAABhs/VXqVzK6pv2g/s640/IMG_9833.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We now look forward to seeing him again in a few short days!&amp;nbsp; We love you DAD!! Thanks for your sacrifices that make our days so much better!&amp;nbsp; You are amazing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-2388631724920559463?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2388631724920559463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=2388631724920559463&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2388631724920559463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2388631724920559463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/07/better-than-christmas.html' title='Better than Christmas!!!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GlU_l-b-YnU/TjGS7FjxAqI/AAAAAAAABhs/VXqVzK6pv2g/s72-c/IMG_9833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-4056652769839861784</id><published>2011-07-18T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:01:32.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout out!</title><content type='html'>There are only a couple of weeks left before we reunite and return home as a family. &amp;nbsp;But before we do, there are several shout outs I should give to many friends and family who have taken us in, supported us, visited, put up with and played their hearts out with us. &amp;nbsp;Indeed it has been a good time and I give a great big THANK YOU to all... and hope to get to a summer adventure series before too much time passes and I forget all the fun things we have done this summer! &amp;nbsp;BUT most of all, I have to give my biggest shout out to these three!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qX5yd3vDgyw/TiRsDZJTRSI/AAAAAAAABhg/w5F1f6DlFYs/s1600/_DSC5843.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qX5yd3vDgyw/TiRsDZJTRSI/AAAAAAAABhg/w5F1f6DlFYs/s640/_DSC5843.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They are awesome kids! During the past two months I have drug them across multiple states to visit friends and family they barely know. &amp;nbsp;They have been great travelers (especially when they were loaded with treats... &amp;nbsp;we wont talk about what the car looked like after 5 and 6 and 7 hour drives)! They have trooped along on all the little adventures I wanted to take with smiles on their faces most of the time. From one environment to another they have used their manners pretty well for their ages. &amp;nbsp;They have gone from a routine schedule to no schedule at all. &amp;nbsp;They have missed their dad like crazy but have done their best to talk to him on the phone and computer. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps my favorite sound has been hearing Kali squeal "DADDY" with delight when she talks to him! &amp;nbsp;They have grown, matured, and been my best little friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C4K6K04SMAw/TiRsJry6wBI/AAAAAAAABhk/oTAsYeLwdXg/s1600/_DSC5882c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C4K6K04SMAw/TiRsJry6wBI/AAAAAAAABhk/oTAsYeLwdXg/s640/_DSC5882c.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They have taken care of each other too! They are each other's best defenders. &amp;nbsp;They are the best little helpers, they have been the extra hands when I need them and patient when I haven't been. &amp;nbsp;They are quick to forgive, perhaps one of life's most important skills.How I hope to be more like them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxU7j9UMwUk/TiRsOgPYkzI/AAAAAAAABho/TC_N3IxB5z0/s1600/_DSC5855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxU7j9UMwUk/TiRsOgPYkzI/AAAAAAAABho/TC_N3IxB5z0/s640/_DSC5855.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Their hugs and loves each day keep me going, their laughter keeps me sane, their angelic little sleeping faces remind me why I'm here. &amp;nbsp;I thank them for being great little troopers! &amp;nbsp;How I love them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/8631114503083155420-4056652769839861784?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/4056652769839861784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=4056652769839861784&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4056652769839861784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4056652769839861784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/07/shout-out.html' title='Shout out!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qX5yd3vDgyw/TiRsDZJTRSI/AAAAAAAABhg/w5F1f6DlFYs/s72-c/_DSC5843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1862329179630420080</id><published>2011-07-16T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T22:12:30.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Seattle</title><content type='html'>...Yes I am getting back to posting about the trip to the Northwest! &amp;nbsp;Here are some of the superb things we did while we were there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lunch at Ivar's (on the Harbor). &amp;nbsp;Definitely the best Fish and Chips EVER!! ... and the fun part is if you don't like your food, you can feed it to the seagulls! &amp;nbsp;I wasn't about to share mine, but a few generous kids did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-ScadzrgiA/TiEY3ualtYI/AAAAAAAABgs/t1PR0z0Slgg/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-ScadzrgiA/TiEY3ualtYI/AAAAAAAABgs/t1PR0z0Slgg/s320/washington%2526oregon+trip+013.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAY78pLvCVg/TiEYmM8zbiI/AAAAAAAABgo/pgwuV3CAvAE/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAY78pLvCVg/TiEYmM8zbiI/AAAAAAAABgo/pgwuV3CAvAE/s320/washington%2526oregon+trip+014.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Pike's Market - was amazing to me. &amp;nbsp;It is the oldest farmer's market in the states (I believe). &amp;nbsp;Soooo many FRESH flowers, FRESH fish, FRESH fruits and veggies, and many many other lovely things to taste or buy. &amp;nbsp;My pics don't do it justice, but it really is quite the sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C4AuUX-2ZkU/TiEaqsDEA1I/AAAAAAAABgw/aocOmpx2Z5A/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C4AuUX-2ZkU/TiEaqsDEA1I/AAAAAAAABgw/aocOmpx2Z5A/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+017.jpg" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hqA6zyDpM5U/TiEbS8deuII/AAAAAAAABg4/LxMDfGeCtc4/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hqA6zyDpM5U/TiEbS8deuII/AAAAAAAABg4/LxMDfGeCtc4/s320/washington%2526oregon+trip+024.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8eY9sbUbHA4/TiEa9-2cD4I/AAAAAAAABg0/0GXKjENn4os/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8eY9sbUbHA4/TiEa9-2cD4I/AAAAAAAABg0/0GXKjENn4os/s320/washington%2526oregon+trip+023.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was amazed at how packed this place was with people. &amp;nbsp;Ian said he had never seen it not busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0udqJ0vSpmQ/TiEbigPZonI/AAAAAAAABg8/S1fcPViin5g/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0udqJ0vSpmQ/TiEbigPZonI/AAAAAAAABg8/S1fcPViin5g/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+030.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A glimpse of the flowers Ian got for me., and they continued blooming the entire time&amp;nbsp;we traveled to Oregon as well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm afraid if we live there that I would probably request a fresh bouquet every week. &amp;nbsp;I loved them!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and I think I will end this post with a big recommendation for all who have the chance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saltys.com/seattle/"&gt;*Salty's on Alki&lt;/a&gt;*&amp;nbsp;was seriously one of the best places ever. &amp;nbsp;The view of Seattle from Alki is awesome, combine that with the amazing eating experience at Salty's, and well you have yourself a fine experience in life :) &amp;nbsp;Even Paxton became a huge fan, Perhaps he can convince you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey dad, this place looks pretty cool, and smells good too. I like looking accross the Puget Sound, that's what all that water is called outside the window right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PczkJdaqJMA/TiEpd64NOQI/AAAAAAAABhA/AN10vWR3wGA/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PczkJdaqJMA/TiEpd64NOQI/AAAAAAAABhA/AN10vWR3wGA/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+041.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They even gave me this big floating yellow ball to play with!&amp;nbsp; ...so cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QoDIQTJetwE/TiEpslowqxI/AAAAAAAABhE/V4mmvsHZTuI/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QoDIQTJetwE/TiEpslowqxI/AAAAAAAABhE/V4mmvsHZTuI/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+043.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMM, Dad, these fresh made mini-doughnuts melt in my mouth, and that is just the appetizer, I'm ready for some more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgKKk2pqYbw/TiEp8KYiRXI/AAAAAAAABhI/2GG11RfWLms/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgKKk2pqYbw/TiEp8KYiRXI/AAAAAAAABhI/2GG11RfWLms/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+044.jpg" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, thanks for a taste of yours too mom!&amp;nbsp; I just can't get it in my mouth fast enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s98ymd3-7L8/TiEqKXByYyI/AAAAAAAABhM/Erk-BcPb3zc/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s98ymd3-7L8/TiEqKXByYyI/AAAAAAAABhM/Erk-BcPb3zc/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+045.jpg" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously guys this is the best food ever! and they keep giving me more! YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kyg7aarRf90/TiEqaFg_KbI/AAAAAAAABhQ/O-35BkS3EFE/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kyg7aarRf90/TiEqaFg_KbI/AAAAAAAABhQ/O-35BkS3EFE/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+046.jpg" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, besides all the shrimp, crab, fresh pasta, fruit, crepes, omlets, and gourmet entres, this had to be the BEST!&amp;nbsp; Not only a chocolate fountain, but caramel too!&amp;nbsp; I tell ya, my mom loved it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1DURk_0Az7w/TiJmL_YD83I/AAAAAAAABhc/Jtrh6CWqtZA/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1DURk_0Az7w/TiJmL_YD83I/AAAAAAAABhc/Jtrh6CWqtZA/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+040.jpg" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Dad had to finally put a plug in, so I would quit screaming for more. ...I guess they already ate too much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gM3X5B2VHfk/TiEqrUDLj0I/AAAAAAAABhU/JbJE9G6sViQ/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gM3X5B2VHfk/TiEqrUDLj0I/AAAAAAAABhU/JbJE9G6sViQ/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+047.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey Dad, Thanks for taking me!&amp;nbsp; My brother and sister have never got to eat somewhere like this before.&amp;nbsp; I love being the youngest!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yeS-Auzb4nc/TiEq9pKdqhI/AAAAAAAABhY/JE8WnXDTNqU/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yeS-Auzb4nc/TiEq9pKdqhI/AAAAAAAABhY/JE8WnXDTNqU/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+049.jpg" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, can we come back again?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-1862329179630420080?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1862329179630420080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=1862329179630420080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1862329179630420080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1862329179630420080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/07/more-of-seattle.html' title='More of Seattle'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-ScadzrgiA/TiEY3ualtYI/AAAAAAAABgs/t1PR0z0Slgg/s72-c/washington%2526oregon+trip+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-132329552974849848</id><published>2011-07-10T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T22:55:46.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Naps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;At least 3 out of the 4 of us got in a good Sunday nap! ...McKay was the only one who actually stayed asleep in a bed :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hB98E8_ShdY/ThqPpZTa7QI/AAAAAAAABgk/9iOOBGmhKt8/s1600/sunday+nap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hB98E8_ShdY/ThqPpZTa7QI/AAAAAAAABgk/9iOOBGmhKt8/s400/sunday+nap.jpg" width="325px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But hey thats what you do when youre the mom right?!&amp;nbsp; ...its worth sitting still for a couple of hours to keep my babies sleeping! :)&amp;nbsp; and maybe if I'm lucky I ll get a nap next Sunday! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-132329552974849848?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/132329552974849848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=132329552974849848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/132329552974849848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/132329552974849848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunday-naps.html' title='Sunday Naps!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hB98E8_ShdY/ThqPpZTa7QI/AAAAAAAABgk/9iOOBGmhKt8/s72-c/sunday+nap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-975767597404569945</id><published>2011-07-08T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T22:12:54.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sights of Seattle...</title><content type='html'>So you already know that seeing Ian was the best sight of our trip... having said that I will continue on with some of the other impressive sights we were able to see together. &amp;nbsp;I'm not much of city girl as far as living goes, but I will say that I thought Seattle was an awesome city. &amp;nbsp;The steep hills, so green, water everywhere, surrounded by beautiful mountain peaks (Mt. Rainier, Cascades and Olympic ranges) and the awesome skyline... it has been on my wish list of places to visit for sometime, and it didn't disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the flight with Pax (which could be a story in itself) and after we met Ian :) and got out of the airport, one of our first stops was the Seattle Temple, in beautiful Bellevue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rNsxsqyMgJM/Thd4aBW3tmI/AAAAAAAABf8/Ycmk1WcT_kE/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rNsxsqyMgJM/Thd4aBW3tmI/AAAAAAAABf8/Ycmk1WcT_kE/s320/washington%2526oregon+trip+001.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zOvLuJm83FA/Thd4yBuTlcI/AAAAAAAABgA/orKKdlM8g8s/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zOvLuJm83FA/Thd4yBuTlcI/AAAAAAAABgA/orKKdlM8g8s/s320/washington%2526oregon+trip+008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were able to get settled in at our Hilton home, and then continued sight seeing for the next 1 1/2 days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view of the skyline from Kerry's Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfgYwBDQ-Uc/Thd5U2o8SYI/AAAAAAAABgI/n930YZwrJjc/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfgYwBDQ-Uc/Thd5U2o8SYI/AAAAAAAABgI/n930YZwrJjc/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+026.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and a view of the Sound (okay its mostly a view of us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbEqQkZ-AO4/Thd5lNmZGjI/AAAAAAAABgM/KttiQ8VUXkk/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbEqQkZ-AO4/Thd5lNmZGjI/AAAAAAAABgM/KttiQ8VUXkk/s320/washington%2526oregon+trip+029.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On to "The Needle" of which stood like a monument for me, and I was constantly on the lookout to spot it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UEpsIz2dOHI/Thd51Qb7O-I/AAAAAAAABgQ/ktjT-VXmp-k/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UEpsIz2dOHI/Thd51Qb7O-I/AAAAAAAABgQ/ktjT-VXmp-k/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+037.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gTdZ2eWqKkQ/Thd6LqUTDJI/AAAAAAAABgU/jAfk3q58xfQ/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gTdZ2eWqKkQ/Thd6LqUTDJI/AAAAAAAABgU/jAfk3q58xfQ/s320/washington%2526oregon+trip+032.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5KbSx9hi7o/Thd6ib8xxEI/AAAAAAAABgY/o3yjtghnKzU/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5KbSx9hi7o/Thd6ib8xxEI/AAAAAAAABgY/o3yjtghnKzU/s320/washington%2526oregon+trip+034.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I loved Pike's Market... of which I will include in the activity portion, but it was also a cool sight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhZEHwc0ZuQ/Thd5C8fs0dI/AAAAAAAABgE/xHMZ5fqB54g/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhZEHwc0ZuQ/Thd5C8fs0dI/AAAAAAAABgE/xHMZ5fqB54g/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+015.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I can't forget the famous fields...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cB4OnQU63Vs/Thfd-Sny72I/AAAAAAAABgg/0zXGTvW8sFA/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cB4OnQU63Vs/Thfd-Sny72I/AAAAAAAABgg/0zXGTvW8sFA/s320/washington%2526oregon+trip+053.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Home of the Mariners of which we were going to go watch... and opted to wait until they were playing a more notable team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCGG3Y70hrs/ThfduvA6WPI/AAAAAAAABgc/bfT7b4egjrc/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCGG3Y70hrs/ThfduvA6WPI/AAAAAAAABgc/bfT7b4egjrc/s320/washington%2526oregon+trip+051.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and Quest Field, home of the Sea Hawks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course there was much more than this that is not pictured...like Discovery Park, the BEAUTIFUL mountain ranges, lakes, hospitals, sailboats, etc... but these were the ones I caught best on camera :). Soon to come will be food and/or activities... lets be honest finding good food is a great activity :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-975767597404569945?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/975767597404569945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=975767597404569945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/975767597404569945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/975767597404569945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/07/sights-of-seattle.html' title='The Sights of Seattle...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rNsxsqyMgJM/Thd4aBW3tmI/AAAAAAAABf8/Ycmk1WcT_kE/s72-c/washington%2526oregon+trip+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1429537716875769019</id><published>2011-07-07T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T14:54:15.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The best sight..</title><content type='html'>There is no question bout it, the trip to Seattle and Portland was amazing.&amp;nbsp; The sights, the food, the fun, ...the entire experience!&amp;nbsp; And, there is no question that I will soon document it in detail here, but before I&amp;nbsp;get into all of that,&amp;nbsp;I've just got to say the best sight of all was this...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55iUACSdfkg/ThYoDhMq9rI/AAAAAAAABf4/_83QUGxZFzo/s1600/washington%2526oregon+trip+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55iUACSdfkg/ThYoDhMq9rI/AAAAAAAABf4/_83QUGxZFzo/s400/washington%2526oregon+trip+004.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Definitely seeing Ian, watching him play with Pax, and getting to spend so much time&amp;nbsp;together was the best part of the whole northwest!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-1429537716875769019?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1429537716875769019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=1429537716875769019&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1429537716875769019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1429537716875769019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-sight.html' title='The best sight..'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55iUACSdfkg/ThYoDhMq9rI/AAAAAAAABf4/_83QUGxZFzo/s72-c/washington%2526oregon+trip+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-8941806989674040985</id><published>2011-06-30T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T01:38:01.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VACATION!</title><content type='html'>...So the kiddos and I have spent the last week "vacationing" (not that I can really call it that while Ian is MIA) but we have spent some time on the road and have been visiting our good friends and family&amp;nbsp;in northern Utah.&amp;nbsp; ...from Bountiful, to Logan, and now Park City!&amp;nbsp; It is soooo beautiful and GREEN!&amp;nbsp; I will openly admit that I don't look forward to returning to the desert, minus the fact that the most important person will be returning with me come August.&amp;nbsp; He makes it all worth it!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and speaking of my hottie, and greenery, and vacationing, in less than 30 hours I will be on the plane to go see HIM in SEATTLE and then onto PORTLAND!&amp;nbsp; Bless this fourth of July weekend!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Yes, I am EXCITED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-8941806989674040985?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/8941806989674040985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=8941806989674040985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8941806989674040985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8941806989674040985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/06/vacation.html' title='VACATION!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-3583909354558812904</id><published>2011-06-30T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:56:32.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;...so I have realized that I have way too many pictures from&amp;nbsp;the wedding week to post them all, and even though this may not seem like it, this really is the condensed version :)&amp;nbsp; Enjoy all the pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NidgH1G87l0/TgwNDmwhiLI/AAAAAAAABec/wJP4zaP7Z-0/s1600/ness+wedding+events+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" o$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NidgH1G87l0/TgwNDmwhiLI/AAAAAAAABec/wJP4zaP7Z-0/s320/ness+wedding+events+008.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;On Tuesday Janessa was able to receive her endowment at the Monticello, Utah LDS temple.&amp;nbsp; It is a special day for those of our faith.&amp;nbsp; I still remember it for me.&amp;nbsp; It is a sacred&amp;nbsp;experience in which we make covenants with God, before we&amp;nbsp;can be&amp;nbsp;married&amp;nbsp;in the temple... &lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OiwNeKv8WOg/TgwMrKWJ9rI/AAAAAAAABeY/abnGPc1sZJk/s1600/ness+wedding+events+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" o$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OiwNeKv8WOg/TgwMrKWJ9rI/AAAAAAAABeY/abnGPc1sZJk/s400/ness+wedding+events+006.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bride and groom-to-be with their parents.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9D0a77aTNfc/TgwVAlkU3bI/AAAAAAAABfo/4X4ZmTLBuL8/s1600/FileManti+utah+temple.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" o$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9D0a77aTNfc/TgwVAlkU3bI/AAAAAAAABfo/4X4ZmTLBuL8/s1600/FileManti+utah+temple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Manti, Utah Temple&lt;br /&gt;Where Ness and Dallen where married.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;On Wednesday I drove to Manti with my parents and children. Heading back to San Pete valley took me back in time to my Snow College days. It was a happy time in my life, and I think for that reason, I love that area... the farms, the small little towns, the GREEN! (however I also remembered that I never really liked the smell :)﻿&amp;nbsp; We attended part of the Manti Pageant that night, but didn't make it through the whole thing, my kids are a little&amp;nbsp;young to&amp;nbsp;stay that&amp;nbsp;late&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday was the BIG DAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jWaqoMrGejc/TgwNXAxaB_I/AAAAAAAABek/O6qg_kOgyrY/s1600/ness+wedding+events+037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" o$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jWaqoMrGejc/TgwNXAxaB_I/AAAAAAAABek/O6qg_kOgyrY/s400/ness+wedding+events+037.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My cute kids waiting to meet the newly married couple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8nEi6HXoxI/TgwNLpHSftI/AAAAAAAABeg/AL95oyDScTI/s1600/ness+wedding+events+035e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" o$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8nEi6HXoxI/TgwNLpHSftI/AAAAAAAABeg/AL95oyDScTI/s400/ness+wedding+events+035e.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Bryan (father of the bride) giving my Kali a squeeze while waiting for the big entrance of the bride and groom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F2pRePeNtdQ/TgwNkTXu-LI/AAAAAAAABeo/JsTbMXumEOA/s1600/ness+wedding+events+042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" o$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F2pRePeNtdQ/TgwNkTXu-LI/AAAAAAAABeo/JsTbMXumEOA/s400/ness+wedding+events+042.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and here they are, so happy, and so stinking cute!&lt;br /&gt;AND... I LOVED her dress! ...perhaps more than anyone else!! She was beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mha_gur98tc/TgwNotWD0qI/AAAAAAAABes/Kr70pnNDCTo/s1600/ness+wedding+events+048e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" o$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mha_gur98tc/TgwNotWD0qI/AAAAAAAABes/Kr70pnNDCTo/s320/ness+wedding+events+048e.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIR_U9SDfgY/TgwNvJ33o6I/AAAAAAAABew/BcpWlIhT914/s1600/ness+wedding+events+050e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" o$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIR_U9SDfgY/TgwNvJ33o6I/AAAAAAAABew/BcpWlIhT914/s320/ness+wedding+events+050e.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the bride was quickly seized by two very anxious kids :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZWjjcOp3iw/TgwN2fcUGkI/AAAAAAAABe0/8RjcHtnEkQE/s1600/ness+wedding+events+054e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" o$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZWjjcOp3iw/TgwN2fcUGkI/AAAAAAAABe0/8RjcHtnEkQE/s400/ness+wedding+events+054e.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kali soaking up her moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vp366ai67l0/TgwOBWxllhI/AAAAAAAABe4/_07PQTQH_vQ/s1600/ness+wedding+events+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" o$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vp366ai67l0/TgwOBWxllhI/AAAAAAAABe4/_07PQTQH_vQ/s400/ness+wedding+events+070.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The beautiful family of the bride &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vBTePugY3wk/TgwOI601Y4I/AAAAAAAABe8/PUCDCJQ1N_M/s1600/ness+wedding+events+078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" o$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vBTePugY3wk/TgwOI601Y4I/AAAAAAAABe8/PUCDCJQ1N_M/s400/ness+wedding+events+078.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A girl shot... love the colors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KseXipuRjU/TgwONinFs-I/AAAAAAAABfA/g7sGUQ8T4Rs/s1600/ness+wedding+events+079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" o$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KseXipuRjU/TgwONinFs-I/AAAAAAAABfA/g7sGUQ8T4Rs/s400/ness+wedding+events+079.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and another sweet girl shot, love all three of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The day continued wih a wedding lunch and reception in Nephi (Dallen's home town).&amp;nbsp; That night we finally headed back to Monticello, and arrived about 2 am.&amp;nbsp; ...because FRIDAY was the reception in Monticello. (and I had things to help finish)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qqktJ1vLWcA/TgwObPFB4uI/AAAAAAAABfE/XmrYTsTz088/s1600/ness+wedding+events+090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" o$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qqktJ1vLWcA/TgwObPFB4uI/AAAAAAAABfE/XmrYTsTz088/s400/ness+wedding+events+090.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was at the entrance to the church, my dad restored this 57 Chevy that once belonged to my grandpa.&amp;nbsp; The kids love going for rides... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's&amp;nbsp;a little bit of the decor... my pictures just don't do any of it justice, and I missed a lot of the detail, but hopefully you will take my word for it ...it looked so cute and it was such a fun reception!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6nZ3b8nDnw/TgwPC_zwmgI/AAAAAAAABfg/MNuAXzvbtvk/s1600/ness+wedding+events+121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" o$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6nZ3b8nDnw/TgwPC_zwmgI/AAAAAAAABfg/MNuAXzvbtvk/s320/ness+wedding+events+121.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_4ycSDkewU/TgwPKH5EsBI/AAAAAAAABfk/_XsMDI7-3CU/s1600/ness+wedding+events+122e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" o$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_4ycSDkewU/TgwPKH5EsBI/AAAAAAAABfk/_XsMDI7-3CU/s320/ness+wedding+events+122e.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A few fun family shots&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GgKM-qjcIIk/TgwOoRt8XMI/AAAAAAAABfM/G6c92g2tyPI/s1600/ness+wedding+events+103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" o$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GgKM-qjcIIk/TgwOoRt8XMI/AAAAAAAABfM/G6c92g2tyPI/s320/ness+wedding+events+103.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YkxlYf82wiI/TgwOh7MFz9I/AAAAAAAABfI/dOaWMPYlFxo/s1600/ness+wedding+events+091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" o$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YkxlYf82wiI/TgwOh7MFz9I/AAAAAAAABfI/dOaWMPYlFxo/s320/ness+wedding+events+091.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azul8Tf7X0M/TgwOu45ZJzI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FdgjjI-iUdU/s1600/ness+wedding+events+106e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" o$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azul8Tf7X0M/TgwOu45ZJzI/AAAAAAAABfQ/FdgjjI-iUdU/s640/ness+wedding+events+106e.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YlGVGyoV6Fk/TgwtMM1y7nI/AAAAAAAABfs/V93gz72HshM/s1600/ness+wedding+events+099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" o$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YlGVGyoV6Fk/TgwtMM1y7nI/AAAAAAAABfs/V93gz72HshM/s400/ness+wedding+events+099.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A little joke on the bride, and we all were rolling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pSuFDJNCwxs/TgwO0O6AAPI/AAAAAAAABfU/CTCw6b5ZQFY/s1600/ness+wedding+events+110e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" o$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pSuFDJNCwxs/TgwO0O6AAPI/AAAAAAAABfU/CTCw6b5ZQFY/s320/ness+wedding+events+110e.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RuhYM9CX-tk/TgwO2AzSyRI/AAAAAAAABfY/hCkg27KFXIA/s1600/ness+wedding+events+111e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" o$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RuhYM9CX-tk/TgwO2AzSyRI/AAAAAAAABfY/hCkg27KFXIA/s320/ness+wedding+events+111e.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the great part is, by the end we were all still sane! ..well sort of :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zS1CeFl7VM/Tgwtc9zsCbI/AAAAAAAABfw/5-fsP4tW33U/s1600/120e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="370" o$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zS1CeFl7VM/Tgwtc9zsCbI/AAAAAAAABfw/5-fsP4tW33U/s640/120e.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿I really did have a great week, and it wasn't even my wedding.&amp;nbsp; We missed Ian every second of it, but it was so fun to see so much of our family and visit with friends.&amp;nbsp; Yahoo for the new couple, and for all of the sweet memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-3583909354558812904?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/3583909354558812904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=3583909354558812904&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3583909354558812904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3583909354558812904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/06/wedding-week.html' title='The Wedding Week'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NidgH1G87l0/TgwNDmwhiLI/AAAAAAAABec/wJP4zaP7Z-0/s72-c/ness+wedding+events+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-8992068079007762784</id><published>2011-06-20T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T16:16:46.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Guess who caught the garter?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-reBNN-8BXQQ/Tf_T7oZ4IOI/AAAAAAAABeU/_P5TZDobReI/s1600/ness+wedding+events+117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-reBNN-8BXQQ/Tf_T7oZ4IOI/AAAAAAAABeU/_P5TZDobReI/s640/ness+wedding+events+117.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he thought he was the luckiest boy in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Complete wedding post coming soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-8992068079007762784?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/8992068079007762784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=8992068079007762784&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8992068079007762784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8992068079007762784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/06/lucky-boy.html' title='Lucky Boy!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-reBNN-8BXQQ/Tf_T7oZ4IOI/AAAAAAAABeU/_P5TZDobReI/s72-c/ness+wedding+events+117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-8518650028607645673</id><published>2011-06-18T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:30:55.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Man of Honor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fnt07gkFreE/Tf0cvOWVhII/AAAAAAAABd8/NNkVzOgpmYU/s1600/edit4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fnt07gkFreE/Tf0cvOWVhII/AAAAAAAABd8/NNkVzOgpmYU/s1600/edit4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fnt07gkFreE/Tf0cvOWVhII/AAAAAAAABd8/NNkVzOgpmYU/s1600/edit4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fnt07gkFreE/Tf0cvOWVhII/AAAAAAAABd8/NNkVzOgpmYU/s400/edit4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We celebrated Father's Day with Ian before he left for Seattle, but none-the-less we want him to know how much we love and appreciate and miss him on this special day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;We feel safe when you are with us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bdFYE2AhM_w/Tf0cillcJ0I/AAAAAAAABd4/zQuRBOp3FAA/s1600/edit3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq32t4l24k0/Tf0dNStzEkI/AAAAAAAABeE/5J7p828Vr2w/s1600/fathers+day+2011+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bdFYE2AhM_w/Tf0cillcJ0I/AAAAAAAABd4/zQuRBOp3FAA/s1600/edit3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bdFYE2AhM_w/Tf0cillcJ0I/AAAAAAAABd4/zQuRBOp3FAA/s320/edit3.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq32t4l24k0/Tf0dNStzEkI/AAAAAAAABeE/5J7p828Vr2w/s320/fathers+day+2011+005.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You show us fun things to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YGywPLLrjLs/Tf0gLJuwvmI/AAAAAAAABeM/VT61VrzUy98/s1600/_DSC6392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YGywPLLrjLs/Tf0gLJuwvmI/AAAAAAAABeM/VT61VrzUy98/s400/_DSC6392.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make our life much better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9EEKPvyPfbU/Tf0cZFleb7I/AAAAAAAABd0/CRl7h-bimSI/s1600/edit2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9EEKPvyPfbU/Tf0cZFleb7I/AAAAAAAABd0/CRl7h-bimSI/s400/edit2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best &amp;nbsp;Father we know is you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OwL7PxAFCp0/Tf0gWXEAnjI/AAAAAAAABeQ/dWTP6eP9Srg/s1600/_DSC6539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OwL7PxAFCp0/Tf0gWXEAnjI/AAAAAAAABeQ/dWTP6eP9Srg/s400/_DSC6539.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You have a place of honor, deep within our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fE0V8RhUUtU/Tf0c9BAu37I/AAAAAAAABeA/lprcRk7nzMs/s1600/edit5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fE0V8RhUUtU/Tf0c9BAu37I/AAAAAAAABeA/lprcRk7nzMs/s400/edit5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You've been our superhero, Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-letVFAwu9LY/Tf0cMQs_WeI/AAAAAAAABdw/CuHvvFoWeEQ/s1600/edit1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-letVFAwu9LY/Tf0cMQs_WeI/AAAAAAAABdw/CuHvvFoWeEQ/s400/edit1.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right from the very start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-37ifIG1ly80/Tf0foWwNs2I/AAAAAAAABeI/Jq8JBhcDgF4/s1600/_DSC5991.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-37ifIG1ly80/Tf0foWwNs2I/AAAAAAAABeI/Jq8JBhcDgF4/s640/_DSC5991.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We're happy you're our dad and so we want to say we love you, Dad, and wish you Happy Father's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-8518650028607645673?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/8518650028607645673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=8518650028607645673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8518650028607645673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8518650028607645673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/06/man-of-honor.html' title='A Man of Honor'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fnt07gkFreE/Tf0cvOWVhII/AAAAAAAABd8/NNkVzOgpmYU/s72-c/edit4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1596735014156254530</id><published>2011-06-13T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T03:14:10.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's THIS week!</title><content type='html'>One of the main reasons that we decided to come to Monticello this summer while Ian is doing his externships was the fact that NESS (my awesome niece) is getting married! &amp;nbsp;....but a few important things had to happen first.&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost we had to meet the groom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cLtN3gKSBOs/TfW88b6V4AI/AAAAAAAABdk/bzc9q9_pPfg/s1600/Picture+edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cLtN3gKSBOs/TfW88b6V4AI/AAAAAAAABdk/bzc9q9_pPfg/s400/Picture+edit.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And of course the kids LOVED him! &amp;nbsp;We were able to have a cookout on the mountain, and both kids were so excited that they finally "got to know Dallen." &amp;nbsp;We gave our approval (like it mattered, but it really did :)) &amp;nbsp;...and the plans have continued.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next, my sister has a great group of friends who I call her wedding planners. &amp;nbsp;They have been busy at work getting things ready. &amp;nbsp;It has been fun for me to tag along a little as well. I can't wait to see the finished project (in FIVE days). &amp;nbsp;Here is a glimpse of what we hope will become the backdrop for the reception....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sGFkDVsSaY/TfW9WcWHNSI/AAAAAAAABdo/UCz2zOziH7Q/s1600/Picture+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sGFkDVsSaY/TfW9WcWHNSI/AAAAAAAABdo/UCz2zOziH7Q/s320/Picture+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some of the doors have a little extra special meaning... they once belonged to my grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6pccnyt22co/TfW94Vp4uiI/AAAAAAAABds/yX4Rcg7zm58/s1600/Picture+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6pccnyt22co/TfW94Vp4uiI/AAAAAAAABds/yX4Rcg7zm58/s320/Picture+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Besides a little painting, we finished getting invites out, "puff balling", and got the old 54 Chevy cleaned and ready, and even took the kids for a ride. &amp;nbsp;It is going to be sooo fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last but not least, Janessa made it HOME! &amp;nbsp;She has been in New Zealand for a month on a service trip. &amp;nbsp;I say she was pretty smart to leave the country the month before the wedding, that way she just can just enjoy getting married, because hopefully everything has already been done. If not, oh well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She made it into town yesterday, and tonight she did a little "fireside" with pictures and stories for us all. &amp;nbsp;So cool, and she even brought the kids a few souvenirs. They were so happy to see her! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It will be a busy week, I can't believe it is here, but we are SO EXCITED! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Congrats Dallen and Janessa! &amp;nbsp;We are so happy for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-1596735014156254530?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1596735014156254530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=1596735014156254530&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1596735014156254530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1596735014156254530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-this-week.html' title='It&apos;s THIS week!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cLtN3gKSBOs/TfW88b6V4AI/AAAAAAAABdk/bzc9q9_pPfg/s72-c/Picture+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-7622156921666456996</id><published>2011-06-09T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:27:49.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much!</title><content type='html'>It seems that everyday the kids get to do something exciting while we are here in 'cello surrounded by family and fun. &amp;nbsp;I have so much to post, but have had a hard time getting my pictures downloaded. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple from my mom's phone. &amp;nbsp;It was like the best thing ever when the kids got to go to their cousins' horse show and they let them ride one of their horses, who just happened to have a sweet baby colt. &amp;nbsp;We couldn't get Kali off... Poor McKay had a major allergic reaction that night, but I know he still thinks it was worth it :) Yay for a little time in a little town! &amp;nbsp;..and our cute cousin Shelby was crowned an attendant to the rodeo princess that night too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fa74Z5B3cy8/TfGpVl7HuUI/AAAAAAAABdc/7LnoZdHEZjg/s1600/horse+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fa74Z5B3cy8/TfGpVl7HuUI/AAAAAAAABdc/7LnoZdHEZjg/s400/horse+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rVitNB7QyAE/TfGpXX3-LoI/AAAAAAAABdg/OhB2wJHlFYI/s1600/download.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rVitNB7QyAE/TfGpXX3-LoI/AAAAAAAABdg/OhB2wJHlFYI/s400/download.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_1BP_oMZheU/TfGpUfnZ8XI/AAAAAAAABdY/u3AzcXUoXqU/s1600/horse+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_1BP_oMZheU/TfGpUfnZ8XI/AAAAAAAABdY/u3AzcXUoXqU/s400/horse+1.jpg" width="400" /&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/8631114503083155420-7622156921666456996?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7622156921666456996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=7622156921666456996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7622156921666456996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7622156921666456996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-much.html' title='So much!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fa74Z5B3cy8/TfGpVl7HuUI/AAAAAAAABdc/7LnoZdHEZjg/s72-c/horse+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-7203630411170820476</id><published>2011-06-06T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:52:25.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Lesson...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4OK4mNtqdoY/Te1T5HVTeRI/AAAAAAAABdI/m_scyZvZOaA/s1600/_DSC6103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4OK4mNtqdoY/Te1T5HVTeRI/AAAAAAAABdI/m_scyZvZOaA/s320/_DSC6103.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Always teaching me, these three children of mine are! &amp;nbsp;I'm pretty sure that is why they have been sent my way. &amp;nbsp;A few weeks ago, McKay shed a little light on me through a simple conversation. &amp;nbsp;Ian was away, and McKay came up to me and said, "Mom, did you know that I can see Dad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's cool McKay, I can see him too in our family picture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then said, "No Mom, I don't have to look at a picture, I can still see him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh really McKay, and how is that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nwCCpd52kGI/Te1UU_AWFyI/AAAAAAAABdM/FObYnAaRNA4/s1600/_DSC5988.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nwCCpd52kGI/Te1UU_AWFyI/AAAAAAAABdM/FObYnAaRNA4/s400/_DSC5988.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can still see him. &amp;nbsp;All I have to do is think about him and I can see him. &amp;nbsp;I can see Dad no matter where I am and no matter where he is, if I think about him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How smart is he! and how wonderful is it that we have been blessed with the ability to remember, especially with Ian being so far away. &amp;nbsp;I proceeded to tell him that I hoped that he would always use his memory whenever he misses Dad. &amp;nbsp;...that he should think of him and then he can see him in his mind. &amp;nbsp;That will help him remember how much Dad loves him, even though he is far away for awhile. &amp;nbsp;We see Ian everyday, not just via Skype but via our memory and it helps all of us when we miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5cW_lQqDyaE/Te1U5KWHn1I/AAAAAAAABdU/LiopfhgeFsw/s1600/_DSC6376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5cW_lQqDyaE/Te1U5KWHn1I/AAAAAAAABdU/LiopfhgeFsw/s320/_DSC6376.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...And then I got to thinking a little more about the beauty of what my son had taught me. &amp;nbsp;I had a chance to do some quiet thinking in a sacred situation. &amp;nbsp;...In my mind's eye I could see my Savior, Jesus Christ... &amp;nbsp;I could see the way in which he blessed and healed children and all those around him. &amp;nbsp;...and the thought came to my mind, that whenever I needed &lt;i&gt;His&lt;/i&gt; special help, all I needed to do was what McKay had instructed me, to simply think of &lt;i&gt;Him &lt;/i&gt;and then I could see&lt;i&gt; Him &lt;/i&gt;in my mind and know what&lt;i&gt; He &lt;/i&gt;would have me do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this little epiphany will help me in my quest to be a little more Christlike, and a little closer to him who has power to help us all, in all of our circumstances and situations. &amp;nbsp;I thought of how much I know Ian loves us, and then how much our Savior loves us. Likewise, we are far apart in distance, but Jesus has asked us to remember him where ever we may be, no matter how far away we may seem. &amp;nbsp;By thinking of Him who came to redeem us, and remembering all He has done for us and taught us, well, I know I can then feel His love that much more.&lt;br /&gt;....It was another beautiful lesson for me taught by my sweet McKay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-7203630411170820476?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7203630411170820476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=7203630411170820476&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7203630411170820476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7203630411170820476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/06/another-lesson.html' title='Another Lesson...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4OK4mNtqdoY/Te1T5HVTeRI/AAAAAAAABdI/m_scyZvZOaA/s72-c/_DSC6103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-2139724858159766235</id><published>2011-06-01T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T15:58:49.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;McKay had his first Monticello City League T-ball game today.&amp;nbsp; T-ball is obviously nothing new for him, but he did great!&amp;nbsp; We were hoping that Kali would be able to play too, but her birthday didn't make the deadline, so she will have to wait until we are back in AZ.&amp;nbsp; We promised Ian that we would post a few pictures for him, so here you go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDm57Mr3Dwk/Teav2Z1LvYI/AAAAAAAABcg/iG2ow4D1tRc/s1600/953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDm57Mr3Dwk/Teav2Z1LvYI/AAAAAAAABcg/iG2ow4D1tRc/s400/953.JPG" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note Kali's hands in her shirt in the above pic, its a little cold for these AZ raised kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc2ZKOELeR8/Tea_EHQ7J1I/AAAAAAAABdE/4u4YLbPajPE/s1600/954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc2ZKOELeR8/Tea_EHQ7J1I/AAAAAAAABdE/4u4YLbPajPE/s400/954.JPG" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He got a good hit his first round up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6sbx7SbFxY/Teawn8neE_I/AAAAAAAABcw/9GxLR7lUK9I/s1600/963.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G6sbx7SbFxY/Teawn8neE_I/AAAAAAAABcw/9GxLR7lUK9I/s400/963.JPG" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2nd round at bat, and an AWESOME hit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love the Mountain backdrop... Horsehead included.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMcI8E0CIT8/Teaw989829I/AAAAAAAABc4/sCscaH8HHpI/s1600/967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMcI8E0CIT8/Teaw989829I/AAAAAAAABc4/sCscaH8HHpI/s320/967.JPG" t8="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjnb35syg84/Teawu1F1lmI/AAAAAAAABc0/Isnqt3qHRFQ/s1600/965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjnb35syg84/Teawu1F1lmI/AAAAAAAABc0/Isnqt3qHRFQ/s320/965.JPG" t8="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some serious base running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qd3tGPJEJew/TeawfHLUVyI/AAAAAAAABco/nGCJJxxT6Hg/s1600/957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qd3tGPJEJew/TeawfHLUVyI/AAAAAAAABco/nGCJJxxT6Hg/s400/957.JPG" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I-nrYw013uQ/TeaxLN9CJ-I/AAAAAAAABdA/BsfIDhmnmgs/s400/972.JPG" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;and fun fiedling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTcmjQFPK24/TeawiZtWXkI/AAAAAAAABcs/vyO5LOlq2QU/s1600/962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTcmjQFPK24/TeawiZtWXkI/AAAAAAAABcs/vyO5LOlq2QU/s320/962.JPG" t8="true" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿﻿&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ds-HnFRZ6Pg/TeaxFOc9SJI/AAAAAAAABc8/hGnl9YBEh5w/s1600/969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ds-HnFRZ6Pg/TeaxFOc9SJI/AAAAAAAABc8/hGnl9YBEh5w/s400/969.JPG" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The good news is he has two games a week, and it lasts for the next four weeks, so we will get plenty of t-ball action this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-2139724858159766235?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2139724858159766235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=2139724858159766235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2139724858159766235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2139724858159766235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/06/another-season-summer-this-time.html' title='Another Season...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sDm57Mr3Dwk/Teav2Z1LvYI/AAAAAAAABcg/iG2ow4D1tRc/s72-c/953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-7002729440044541399</id><published>2011-05-30T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T22:47:05.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, we made it to Monticello safe and sound. &amp;nbsp;Ian spent the evening getting us settled in and then worked on the car with his dad until midnight so that he could have all of the next day to spend with us. &amp;nbsp;And what a great and perfect day we had together before he had to leave. &amp;nbsp;Forgive my lack of creativity, but basically here are the highlights...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3TJpcoIJdw/TeR6qSV1rWI/AAAAAAAABcY/t1zamXjauRY/s1600/_DSC6289.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3TJpcoIJdw/TeR6qSV1rWI/AAAAAAAABcY/t1zamXjauRY/s400/_DSC6289.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*new pets for the kids (thanks to Davi for the coupon) &amp;nbsp;named orange and white. &amp;nbsp;...for anyone who has been there, well "Pet Hideout" says it all! &amp;nbsp;Amazing experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*golfing &amp;nbsp;- there's a big city baseball/recreational park right by my parents' home. &amp;nbsp;McKay's strength and ability are becoming even more impressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*playing at the playground - we all know Kali loves the swings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*driving up the mountain. &amp;nbsp;That is the beauty of Monticello and the Blue Mountain, you can actually drive up it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* 4-wheeling - and all 5 of us gathered on one machine, it was awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*throwing rocks in the lake (a fave of the kids)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*ice cream cones from shake shack (my first place of employment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*TRAMPOLINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*chicken crescent roll ups, one of the fam's fave dinners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*a special blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*family visiting and more visiting,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-72GQyiXXWfs/TeR60z8twvI/AAAAAAAABcc/yX6D8VBQEJQ/s1600/_DSC6330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-72GQyiXXWfs/TeR60z8twvI/AAAAAAAABcc/yX6D8VBQEJQ/s400/_DSC6330.jpg" width="387" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;All of this was mixed in with lots of hugs, lots of holding hands, and a lot of laughing and smiling that will help us through the next several days without Ian. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course we closed the day with a special bed time song for the kids. &amp;nbsp;Ian sings to them every night at bedtime (for those of you who don't know, he has a great voice). &amp;nbsp;Don't worry, the kids don't make me sing when he isn't here, they know better :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;AND yes this was all in one day! &amp;nbsp;A perfect day if you ask me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ian has now made it safe and sound to Washington. &amp;nbsp;Have I mentioned I love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;texts, calls, Skype... our modern connections more than ever??? &amp;nbsp;I do!&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/8631114503083155420-7002729440044541399?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7002729440044541399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=7002729440044541399&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7002729440044541399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7002729440044541399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/05/perfect-day.html' title='A Perfect Day'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3TJpcoIJdw/TeR6qSV1rWI/AAAAAAAABcY/t1zamXjauRY/s72-c/_DSC6289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-8813328237715162752</id><published>2011-05-25T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T11:06:13.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Warriors!</title><content type='html'>Ian's third year of medical school officially ends for him today!&amp;nbsp; I have really enjoyed the third year, perhaps the most.&amp;nbsp; There are many reasons, but in particular I have loved that we have been able to enjoy weekends study free.&amp;nbsp; No worries about a test on Monday, no all day Saturday study sessions.&amp;nbsp; We've had Ian all to ourselves.&amp;nbsp; It has rocked!&amp;nbsp; I literally have hundreds of pictures of our weekend adventures together that I have never got around to posting, but I will say we have become &lt;em&gt;weekend warriors&lt;/em&gt; for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This last weekend was the last that we will have together for awhile (sad).&amp;nbsp; ...and for this weekend's activity we kept it pretty chill' but savored our together time for sure.&amp;nbsp; Because our waterslide is no longer among the living (don't worry a memorial post is coming soon), we settled for waterballoons, and it turned out to be a great alternative for the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Enjoy the pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nw_43EpGKHc/Td1AxYzO4eI/AAAAAAAABcA/GjjswL0237A/s1600/water+weekend+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nw_43EpGKHc/Td1AxYzO4eI/AAAAAAAABcA/GjjswL0237A/s320/water+weekend+006.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ppZmFGBRcR0/Td1AsmAxvsI/AAAAAAAABb8/vAdMqORs51g/s1600/water+weekend+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ppZmFGBRcR0/Td1AsmAxvsI/AAAAAAAABb8/vAdMqORs51g/s320/water+weekend+004.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2KM3ibaQKFY/Td1A_T7qOMI/AAAAAAAABcI/rMEHLyqCi1c/s1600/water+weekend+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2KM3ibaQKFY/Td1A_T7qOMI/AAAAAAAABcI/rMEHLyqCi1c/s400/water+weekend+008.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxsreBTzndU/Td1BKvLfoQI/AAAAAAAABcQ/PQ53O5HUcbQ/s1600/water+weekend+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxsreBTzndU/Td1BKvLfoQI/AAAAAAAABcQ/PQ53O5HUcbQ/s320/water+weekend+012.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hUeenZtAu7U/Td1A4WXo27I/AAAAAAAABcE/6jrYo5CHLcI/s1600/water+weekend+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hUeenZtAu7U/Td1A4WXo27I/AAAAAAAABcE/6jrYo5CHLcI/s320/water+weekend+007.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MD8f7L3dv-s/Td1BQlYr4gI/AAAAAAAABcU/bjPA8iV4q94/s1600/water+weekend+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MD8f7L3dv-s/Td1BQlYr4gI/AAAAAAAABcU/bjPA8iV4q94/s320/water+weekend+014.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGYboRUCU4E/Td1BDiDcMdI/AAAAAAAABcM/qoLzwxsJXkQ/s1600/water+weekend+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGYboRUCU4E/Td1BDiDcMdI/AAAAAAAABcM/qoLzwxsJXkQ/s320/water+weekend+009.jpg" t8="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We have had some pretty tender moments together as a family this last week, and I know that not only will I miss Ian terribly, but the kids will too.&amp;nbsp; Their dad is their hero and my saving grace.&amp;nbsp; I'm more grateful now then I have ever been for technology to help keep us close as possible given our circumstance.&amp;nbsp; And, the good news is we get to escape most of the summer heat!&amp;nbsp; Yayhoo for that!&amp;nbsp;Plus, it's just a couple months, I'm already excited for our reuniting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/8631114503083155420-8813328237715162752?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/8813328237715162752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=8813328237715162752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8813328237715162752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8813328237715162752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/05/weekend-warriors.html' title='Weekend Warriors!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nw_43EpGKHc/Td1AxYzO4eI/AAAAAAAABcA/GjjswL0237A/s72-c/water+weekend+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-4027224905651362243</id><published>2011-05-25T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T11:05:20.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me "three"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In case your worried, we didn't leave Paxton out of all our fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEFTb3dba8s/Td07yS-6eBI/AAAAAAAABb4/Xixc5KOP3uM/s1600/preschool+grad+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEFTb3dba8s/Td07yS-6eBI/AAAAAAAABb4/Xixc5KOP3uM/s400/preschool+grad+001.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿He thought his sister's party was pretty fun!&amp;nbsp; Don't worry we didn't tell him that the balloons were "girl" colors! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRY8WjkMWho/Td07jl7HfgI/AAAAAAAABbs/uAnreZuUdEM/s1600/preschool+grad+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRY8WjkMWho/Td07jl7HfgI/AAAAAAAABbs/uAnreZuUdEM/s400/preschool+grad+003.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He also enjoyed celebrating his brother's graduation&amp;nbsp;as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ifh_3lQEuA/Td07t2lZF0I/AAAAAAAABb0/e-19lp2t7-o/s1600/preschool+grad+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ifh_3lQEuA/Td07t2lZF0I/AAAAAAAABb0/e-19lp2t7-o/s400/preschool+grad+033.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-22ECMlR-Q58/Td07pBJ3C1I/AAAAAAAABbw/rFiczUynRGw/s1600/preschool+grad+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-22ECMlR-Q58/Td07pBJ3C1I/AAAAAAAABbw/rFiczUynRGw/s400/preschool+grad+032.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And as for the sock in his mouth... well thats what you get after a day of squawking! ..actually anything this little man could find to chew brought a little relief.&amp;nbsp; This teething thing is for the birds I say, but the good news&amp;nbsp;is his first tooth has made an appearance!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...I don't know where this boy came from, the other kids didn't get any teeth until at least a year???&amp;nbsp;I'm afraid he is already growing up too fast for me. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-4027224905651362243?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/4027224905651362243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=4027224905651362243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4027224905651362243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4027224905651362243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/05/me-three.html' title='Me &quot;three&quot;!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEFTb3dba8s/Td07yS-6eBI/AAAAAAAABb4/Xixc5KOP3uM/s72-c/preschool+grad+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-5521815785445188699</id><published>2011-05-22T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T07:19:20.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grad ...the real thing this year ;)</title><content type='html'>It is rarely cold this time of year in AZ, but the weather turned up cool and windy&amp;nbsp;for McKay's Preschool Graduation... even so, it was a great little commencement for our&amp;nbsp;handsome boy&amp;nbsp;in a cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_5hPsTEolQ/TdnoyqG_OvI/AAAAAAAABbk/YpAccdXUDeE/s1600/preschool+grad+036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_5hPsTEolQ/TdnoyqG_OvI/AAAAAAAABbk/YpAccdXUDeE/s640/preschool+grad+036.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The teachers&amp;nbsp;give them&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;awards&amp;nbsp;(diploma, kindergarten ready acheivements, ect)&amp;nbsp;and then&amp;nbsp;say what the kids want to be when they grow up.&amp;nbsp; ...of course it was no suprise to me that McKay "wants to be a foot doctor just like his dad"...&amp;nbsp; needless to say its a good thing he likes school then, because he&amp;nbsp;has a few more years in front of him if that is the case. :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfZqp_TnbkA/TdnZWYJkZ5I/AAAAAAAABa8/qcnAPzcJYXY/s1600/preschool+grad+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfZqp_TnbkA/TdnZWYJkZ5I/AAAAAAAABa8/qcnAPzcJYXY/s400/preschool+grad+009.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;McKay has flat out love love loved school this year.&amp;nbsp; Making friends, learning cool things, fun activities and parties... I could go on and on but will leave it alone by saying I'm grateful for the confidence&amp;nbsp;and many new skills&amp;nbsp;he has acquired this year. And I am sooo thankful for all&amp;nbsp; the time and energy his kind and awesome teachers have given to him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They really have made a difference for this 5 year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRl3WgU4gyY/TdnsUWiEOSI/AAAAAAAABbo/HHL-ZUzBijk/s1600/preschool+grad+037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gRl3WgU4gyY/TdnsUWiEOSI/AAAAAAAABbo/HHL-ZUzBijk/s400/preschool+grad+037.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;After graduation he enjoyed blue popsicles (obviously)&amp;nbsp;and entertained his brother and sister (as well as grandma and mom too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7ZjxDIFFeQ/TdnaPPw1UoI/AAAAAAAABbE/wGX1uqEl_0w/s1600/preschool+grad+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7ZjxDIFFeQ/TdnaPPw1UoI/AAAAAAAABbE/wGX1uqEl_0w/s400/preschool+grad+019.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6aI37sfqj00/TdncpEpUdwI/AAAAAAAABbI/MDbqz0e1a8M/s1600/preschool+grad+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6aI37sfqj00/TdncpEpUdwI/AAAAAAAABbI/MDbqz0e1a8M/s400/preschool+grad+026.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Good job McKay! ...and as much&amp;nbsp; as I would enjoy you staying in preschool for a few more years, we are excited for you to continue on into the big K world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-5521815785445188699?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5521815785445188699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=5521815785445188699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5521815785445188699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5521815785445188699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/05/grad-for-real-this-year.html' title='The Grad ...the real thing this year ;)'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_5hPsTEolQ/TdnoyqG_OvI/AAAAAAAABbk/YpAccdXUDeE/s72-c/preschool+grad+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-2084140839193485950</id><published>2011-05-18T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T16:48:42.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangled in FUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The night before Kali's birthday we set up the front room for her party, and I must admit that it just seemed magical.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps it was the 50 pink, purple and white balloons, the frying pans of candy, or the yards of golden yarn to be strung outside.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it was the tower cake and the presents or perhaps it was the homemade dolls.&amp;nbsp; My mom even rolled into town for the occasion to help us celebrate.&amp;nbsp; Whatever it was, I had a hard time going to sleep because I was so excited. I obviously LOVE birthdays, especially my children's, but I know they love it too.... We really did get tangled in fun this time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here is a glimpse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NwYcNits754/TdRLc6nz_jI/AAAAAAAABZY/jg8srykt0Io/s1600/kali+bday+3+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NwYcNits754/TdRLc6nz_jI/AAAAAAAABZY/jg8srykt0Io/s640/kali+bday+3+008.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjuGHRYZha0/TdRMvuL4dxI/AAAAAAAABZg/w0cpMxCHtzs/s1600/kali+bday+3+052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjuGHRYZha0/TdRMvuL4dxI/AAAAAAAABZg/w0cpMxCHtzs/s320/kali+bday+3+052.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ODw4ZzTgKtQ/TdRLeroVEjI/AAAAAAAABZc/SSxAhMbxYMQ/s1600/kali+bday+3+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ODw4ZzTgKtQ/TdRLeroVEjI/AAAAAAAABZc/SSxAhMbxYMQ/s320/kali+bday+3+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Kali was so excited when she woke up to find the jumpoline full of balloons.&amp;nbsp; And when her friends started to come, it was obvious that it would be a hit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hCN3QjN8aY/TdRNevD7WDI/AAAAAAAABZk/Eq8SQEej7gs/s1600/kali+bday+3+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hCN3QjN8aY/TdRNevD7WDI/AAAAAAAABZk/Eq8SQEej7gs/s640/kali+bday+3+011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We then started activities... one of which was following Rapunzel's hair in the backyard to a treasure... the basket full of dolls for the girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3qW3wtrXyo/TdRNrSZDBUI/AAAAAAAABZw/cH4Xt18LvG8/s1600/kali+bday+3+046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3qW3wtrXyo/TdRNrSZDBUI/AAAAAAAABZw/cH4Xt18LvG8/s200/kali+bday+3+046.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_a_x-PcODLg/TdRNggpEiII/AAAAAAAABZo/EBxR-_uAUOc/s1600/kali+bday+3+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_a_x-PcODLg/TdRNggpEiII/AAAAAAAABZo/EBxR-_uAUOc/s320/kali+bday+3+015.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaautywx4es/TdRNmUBFPEI/AAAAAAAABZs/yyvicxg2UPI/s1600/kali+bday+3+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaautywx4es/TdRNmUBFPEI/AAAAAAAABZs/yyvicxg2UPI/s320/kali+bday+3+018.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After they found their Rapunzel dolls, they decorated her hair with flowers and then played and played.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lunch time was soon upon us, and the jello boats (in the attempt to be like the boat scene in the movie) were definitely the kids' favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QR0_XZhaskA/TdRQdV42guI/AAAAAAAABZ4/BAMSmjkxNyk/s1600/kali+bday+3+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QR0_XZhaskA/TdRQdV42guI/AAAAAAAABZ4/BAMSmjkxNyk/s320/kali+bday+3+024.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUbj8zV5p6o/TdRQcQ-lrbI/AAAAAAAABZ0/zItjVZZHv7A/s1600/kali+bday+3+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUbj8zV5p6o/TdRQcQ-lrbI/AAAAAAAABZ0/zItjVZZHv7A/s400/kali+bday+3+022.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It was a really fun moment, when Kali opened up her present from McKay... (if you remember he had been saving to buy her something extra special.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uOkRfnw05fQ/TdRRsJBxtRI/AAAAAAAABZ8/YPcDVDnh0BM/s1600/kali+bday+3+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uOkRfnw05fQ/TdRRsJBxtRI/AAAAAAAABZ8/YPcDVDnh0BM/s640/kali+bday+3+033.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the dress stayed on the remainder of the party :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course she loved her presents especially the Rapunzel ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-83405VuM2Ng/TdRRvF2IvmI/AAAAAAAABaA/HLpg2L8zsWc/s1600/kali+bday+3+042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-83405VuM2Ng/TdRRvF2IvmI/AAAAAAAABaA/HLpg2L8zsWc/s320/kali+bday+3+042.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5PEsPSShw7U/TdRR1NwA2sI/AAAAAAAABaE/w-Dql7OinMY/s1600/kali+bday+3+038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5PEsPSShw7U/TdRR1NwA2sI/AAAAAAAABaE/w-Dql7OinMY/s320/kali+bday+3+038.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Later that day she celebrated by going out with her dad, and then we had our family party.&amp;nbsp; Which included a lot more presents and cake and the singing too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Sk6HzI6LpQ/TdRVTyHLxNI/AAAAAAAABaM/X3SD9_57YI8/s1600/kali+bday+3+065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Sk6HzI6LpQ/TdRVTyHLxNI/AAAAAAAABaM/X3SD9_57YI8/s320/kali+bday+3+065.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eNo4l2eHTHA/TdRVPN4eNmI/AAAAAAAABaI/4KgphDwN4Yk/s1600/kali+bday+3+057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eNo4l2eHTHA/TdRVPN4eNmI/AAAAAAAABaI/4KgphDwN4Yk/s320/kali+bday+3+057.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It took her a while to find her present from mom and dad, and we almost had her convinced that we forgot to get her one... but finally with a little help she figured it out. It is a little big for now, but I'm sure within a few months she will be riding it like a pro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqafgOtoCLo/TdRVklAQX7I/AAAAAAAABaY/uOucfJjH_dk/s1600/kali+bday+3+071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IqafgOtoCLo/TdRVklAQX7I/AAAAAAAABaY/uOucfJjH_dk/s400/kali+bday+3+071.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The tradition now is for us to sing happy birthday with the lights off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2mr0pd1-P4/TdRVXbHWPFI/AAAAAAAABaU/s_ZQgOJeRU8/s1600/kali+bday+3+080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e2mr0pd1-P4/TdRVXbHWPFI/AAAAAAAABaU/s_ZQgOJeRU8/s640/kali+bday+3+080.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She told me her favorite part was her "castle tower" and that she loved it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope she knows we love her too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/8631114503083155420-2084140839193485950?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2084140839193485950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=2084140839193485950&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2084140839193485950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2084140839193485950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/05/tangled-in-fun.html' title='Tangled in FUN!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NwYcNits754/TdRLc6nz_jI/AAAAAAAABZY/jg8srykt0Io/s72-c/kali+bday+3+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-6598724821599290923</id><published>2011-05-16T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T16:32:01.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Punzie Girl"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's 3!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xnxt5JX2vO8/TdGpqtJ17kI/AAAAAAAABZE/VD0qs1yTYG8/s1600/pics+of+kali+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xnxt5JX2vO8/TdGpqtJ17kI/AAAAAAAABZE/VD0qs1yTYG8/s400/pics+of+kali+004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three years ago, our little baby girl was laid on my chest for the first time.&amp;nbsp; She had&amp;nbsp;a lot&amp;nbsp;of dark hair and a little birth mark by her right eye.&amp;nbsp; Today she has been running around playing, dancing, dressed up like Rapunzel, laughing, screaming... being the beautiful little girl that she is! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She has an array of names, and depending on the day, she will tell you a different name.... for more than half of year when we would ask her, she said she was "Bob" ...yep, Bob.&amp;nbsp; But, somedays she is punzie, somedays&amp;nbsp;my strawberry girl, and always she is my bug.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Even through the trying moments, how we love her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vhEdtG0XWc0/TdGp1f0rLdI/AAAAAAAABZI/KLxVnfk0x2I/s1600/pics+of+kali+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vhEdtG0XWc0/TdGp1f0rLdI/AAAAAAAABZI/KLxVnfk0x2I/s320/pics+of+kali+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She is the spirit of the family.&amp;nbsp; She keeps us laughing, or shaking our heads.&amp;nbsp; She is a princess in deed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X2Rv6cV2_Ks/TdGphYBL8hI/AAAAAAAABZA/NyuXThYlXDc/s1600/pics+of+kali+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X2Rv6cV2_Ks/TdGphYBL8hI/AAAAAAAABZA/NyuXThYlXDc/s320/pics+of+kali+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is quick to say "sorry mom" ... and she says it a lot :)&amp;nbsp; but my heart melts a little each time she does.&amp;nbsp; Her heart is sensitive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wFdhipYHSo/TdGr5hq1RNI/AAAAAAAABZU/EGKYF6vJGiw/s1600/pics+of+kali+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wFdhipYHSo/TdGr5hq1RNI/AAAAAAAABZU/EGKYF6vJGiw/s400/pics+of+kali+009.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She likes to help, she likes to be included, but she is very shy if she doesn't know you well.&amp;nbsp; BUT if she knows you, well youve made a good little friend.&amp;nbsp; She is all girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She has been "tangled" in fun all day.&amp;nbsp; She has big green eyes with a cute face, golden hair that really does tangle easy, hence she loves Rapunzel.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And being the princess that she is, we can't let the day end without a great big happy birthday blog for&amp;nbsp;our "Punzie Girl"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-6598724821599290923?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/6598724821599290923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=6598724821599290923&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/6598724821599290923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/6598724821599290923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/05/punzie-girl.html' title='&quot;Punzie Girl&quot;'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xnxt5JX2vO8/TdGpqtJ17kI/AAAAAAAABZE/VD0qs1yTYG8/s72-c/pics+of+kali+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-976905737767559985</id><published>2011-05-10T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T12:48:31.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest...</title><content type='html'>It seems our life has been going crazy fast the last two weeks.&amp;nbsp; I haven't had much of a chance to really post as much as I would like to.&amp;nbsp; (If I could, I would probably post something daily... but obviously that doesn't happen.)&amp;nbsp; So here's a little bit of the latest&amp;nbsp;from the&amp;nbsp;fam. We will go youngest to oldest this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAXTON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B19Cc6VG8hI/TcjCeHLbvFI/AAAAAAAABYg/IM6v9cw06f8/s1600/first+of+may+2011+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B19Cc6VG8hI/TcjCeHLbvFI/AAAAAAAABYg/IM6v9cw06f8/s400/first+of+may+2011+003.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wholly guacamole, he is seven months old! ...and I thought my dad might like this picture. &amp;nbsp;He is quite the little jumper&amp;nbsp;and it is stinking cute.&amp;nbsp; He has mastered sitting with no problems, and I swear his teeth are about to drive him (and me) crazy, but they have made no appearances yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KALI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ0aGHG7cv0/TcjCpWvG37I/AAAAAAAABYk/YBIIIRV7E34/s1600/first+of+may+2011+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ0aGHG7cv0/TcjCpWvG37I/AAAAAAAABYk/YBIIIRV7E34/s400/first+of+may+2011+004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Most days she is her brother's shadow, but it has been fun as of lately to see her start to catch hold of her own social world.&amp;nbsp; She has made a few cute friends recently and loves to have them come and play.&amp;nbsp; Her cute friend Ava let her come and pet her horses one day too, which was a huge bonus for both Kali and McKay.&amp;nbsp; She is also in a little tumbling class right now, and it is seriously a riot most days.&amp;nbsp; Her birthday is just around the corner and WE couldn't be more excited about it!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;McKAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mgAmas9DLNA/TcmP8uBxGTI/AAAAAAAABY4/y0p6ZFK_wvQ/s1600/first+of+may+2011+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mgAmas9DLNA/TcmP8uBxGTI/AAAAAAAABY4/y0p6ZFK_wvQ/s400/first+of+may+2011+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Honestly, he is the biggest help to me.&amp;nbsp; He entertains his siblings in random, creative ways that usually crack me up.&amp;nbsp; Last week I was trying to get a lot of things done, and sensing my vulnerability to stress, he grabbed a chair,climbed up on the counter and put all of the dishes away for me without me asking him.&amp;nbsp; I was a little surprised when I came in and saw him standing on the counter putting my glass dishes up in the cupboards, but I couldn't get after him... how could I not be thankful for such a kind act.&amp;nbsp; Preschool graduation is the next biggy on his agenda.&amp;nbsp; He has done soooo awesome this year, we are excited to celebrate with him too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aZ8BaZvOg5M/TcmR7WQmd9I/AAAAAAAABY8/x4yQN5ojNL0/s1600/first+of+may+2011+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aZ8BaZvOg5M/TcmR7WQmd9I/AAAAAAAABY8/x4yQN5ojNL0/s320/first+of+may+2011+014.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;besides getting in a little golf w/ McKay (don't worry, they didn't really wear matching shirts...they just thought it was funny), he has been rocking his monthly rotations.&amp;nbsp; May has been particularly good while he is rotating with a very&amp;nbsp;busy doc in Mesa.&amp;nbsp; This doc is not only extremely&amp;nbsp;busy and intelligent&amp;nbsp;but &amp;nbsp;also&amp;nbsp;has an amazingly smooth office.&amp;nbsp; Ian is loving it there, and the doc has openly admitted that he loves having Ian around&amp;nbsp;too... which was a relief b/c supposedly this doc usually isn't afraid to tear students up and down (ie pimp him in med school lingo). So far he has only been very positive with Ian, but teases that one of these days he will get him.... &amp;nbsp;Ian&amp;nbsp;also played superdad while&amp;nbsp;I went on a little&amp;nbsp;"retreat"&amp;nbsp;Mother's day weekend.&amp;nbsp; I tell ya, I'm the luckiest to have such a superman to be my man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XXbzjpGfblY/TcmL9aNB9aI/AAAAAAAABY0/8cHiXtapxXc/s1600/first+of+may+2011+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XXbzjpGfblY/TcmL9aNB9aI/AAAAAAAABY0/8cHiXtapxXc/s320/first+of+may+2011+009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Still loving my life as the mom.&amp;nbsp; ...and in celebration of Mother's Day I went to a little Mother's Day Tea with McKay (and Pax came along as well).&amp;nbsp; McKay made me a beautiful tiara!&amp;nbsp; Princess Kate had nothing on me with McKay's handy work, too bad the pic cut it off :).&amp;nbsp; It was a fun day with him.&amp;nbsp; I was also able to go on a little retreat up to Pine with some of my "sistas" ... I love being part of the largest women's organization in the world, ie Relief Society.&amp;nbsp; And I know that where ever I live, there will always be a group of women that I can share my beliefs with, and that if I need something I can rely on them.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, it is awesome!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a whole, we are getting ready for our summer exodus.&amp;nbsp; I'm so ready for our forth year of med school, ready to tackle it, bust it out, and get it over with.&amp;nbsp; It really is exciting for all of the opportunities in front of us! We will miss Ian like crazy, but I'm glad my fam is letting me interrupt their lives for a few months.&amp;nbsp;... and in a year from now we will be in Hawaii, or maybe Disneyland... and for sure the word GRADUATION will be more than a word or dream, it will be the reality!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's the latest for now.&amp;nbsp; There are several more cute stories that I hope to post one of these days, but for now this will have to do. Wish us luck in our celebrations and packing these next few weeks. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-976905737767559985?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/976905737767559985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=976905737767559985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/976905737767559985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/976905737767559985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/05/latest.html' title='The Latest...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B19Cc6VG8hI/TcjCeHLbvFI/AAAAAAAABYg/IM6v9cw06f8/s72-c/first+of+may+2011+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-5825326405427171100</id><published>2011-05-02T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T23:17:26.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smarty Pants</title><content type='html'>Kentucky and O-HI-O&amp;nbsp;are my fave! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4d0a614782a0cabe" 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://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4d0a614782a0cabe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331159593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7BDFF95E678A0CA44DBA1C15BCB0B551C8F820BF.3E0C8BBFCB7BA197A6D16B489547217AF29D26A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4d0a614782a0cabe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcXoDlnMXDlUNJcyGZsfqYUbqHWc&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://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4d0a614782a0cabe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331159593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7BDFF95E678A0CA44DBA1C15BCB0B551C8F820BF.3E0C8BBFCB7BA197A6D16B489547217AF29D26A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4d0a614782a0cabe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcXoDlnMXDlUNJcyGZsfqYUbqHWc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...YES he is five,&amp;nbsp;but NO, he isn't&amp;nbsp;in kindergarten yet!&amp;nbsp; Props to McKay for determining that he could do this! (I had to look it up on-line to even help&amp;nbsp;teach them to him.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-5825326405427171100?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5825326405427171100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=5825326405427171100&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5825326405427171100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5825326405427171100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/05/smarty-pants.html' title='Smarty Pants'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-6592189727375256564</id><published>2011-04-27T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:30:23.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping Conversations</title><content type='html'>M:&amp;nbsp; Hey Kali are you dirty yet?&amp;nbsp; (We had been there 45 min. max)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K:&amp;nbsp; I don't a know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M:&amp;nbsp; Because you're suppose to get dirty when you are camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: Oh. (and she started rubbing her hands in the dirt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2n94SUkFm7g/TbikKfgYs-I/AAAAAAAABYU/-S-8tIMLq4U/s1600/dirty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2n94SUkFm7g/TbikKfgYs-I/AAAAAAAABYU/-S-8tIMLq4U/s640/dirty.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think she got the hang of "camping!" ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-6592189727375256564?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/6592189727375256564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=6592189727375256564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/6592189727375256564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/6592189727375256564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/camping-conversations.html' title='Camping Conversations'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2n94SUkFm7g/TbikKfgYs-I/AAAAAAAABYU/-S-8tIMLq4U/s72-c/dirty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1602723747584716419</id><published>2011-04-27T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:59:01.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Style</title><content type='html'>We decided to have Easter "our style" instead of city style this year.&amp;nbsp; It was soooo nice to get away, and even though it was&amp;nbsp;a little chilly during the night, we loved it.&amp;nbsp; We headed to our favorite AZ camping place on the rim above Payson.&amp;nbsp; We were a little worried at first when everything seemed to be swampy because of the winter runoff, but our fears quickly faded when we found a nice dry area perfect for the fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;First and foremost, I must post a pic of our beloved "cabin."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This tent is awesome, and I will admit that I might miss it when we&amp;nbsp;have a real cabin someday.&amp;nbsp; ...or maybe not, but we still love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o6pMpq5gR94/TbigqHGJclI/AAAAAAAABYE/XOiWZ1NmDW8/s1600/relaxing3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o6pMpq5gR94/TbigqHGJclI/AAAAAAAABYE/XOiWZ1NmDW8/s400/relaxing3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After it was set up, we honestly did some serious chillaxin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0wiuhNBG4eA/TbigZl_jSKI/AAAAAAAABX8/tIpp0NsqFJI/s1600/relaxing1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0wiuhNBG4eA/TbigZl_jSKI/AAAAAAAABX8/tIpp0NsqFJI/s400/relaxing1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They love their 3-seater&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IJhN2u4Di38/TbigoWfFFBI/AAAAAAAABYA/0w7osVWYt6s/s1600/relaxing2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IJhN2u4Di38/TbigoWfFFBI/AAAAAAAABYA/0w7osVWYt6s/s400/relaxing2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just being brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-viKiPpquhms/TbigsIFF5jI/AAAAAAAABYI/_LEhIlpcdmM/s1600/relaxing4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-viKiPpquhms/TbigsIFF5jI/AAAAAAAABYI/_LEhIlpcdmM/s400/relaxing4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and enjoying every minute.&amp;nbsp; ...no work, no tv (not that we watch much anyway), no schedule, no heat, no studying, no worries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But lots of good family time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68kouOh7xyk/TbigxNx5PXI/AAAAAAAABYM/3R3OeGmIX-s/s1600/relaxing5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68kouOh7xyk/TbigxNx5PXI/AAAAAAAABYM/3R3OeGmIX-s/s640/relaxing5.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When it was all said and done, we had a family vote... and it was unanimous that we will continue camping for Easter every year that we can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-1602723747584716419?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1602723747584716419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=1602723747584716419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1602723747584716419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/1602723747584716419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-style.html' title='Our Style'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o6pMpq5gR94/TbigqHGJclI/AAAAAAAABYE/XOiWZ1NmDW8/s72-c/relaxing3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-7083414971906263996</id><published>2011-04-27T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:31:56.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The hunt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbc6wfUTaok/Tbibrki58eI/AAAAAAAABXs/20dMtZ39vyQ/s1600/hunt1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbc6wfUTaok/Tbibrki58eI/AAAAAAAABXs/20dMtZ39vyQ/s400/hunt1.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Although we are a hunting family, we left the riffles at home this trip and instead had our Easter egg hunt.&amp;nbsp; It was fun for the kids to actually have to "hunt" for eggs.&amp;nbsp; The wooded area around our camp made for a perfect place to do a little egg hunting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvQPgJo462s/TbibuQBpaPI/AAAAAAAABXw/jp2QexXyTT0/s1600/hunt2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvQPgJo462s/TbibuQBpaPI/AAAAAAAABXw/jp2QexXyTT0/s400/hunt2.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYeBKzWR4GQ/TbibxyDCUNI/AAAAAAAABX0/Swm8U_puGzA/s1600/hunt3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYeBKzWR4GQ/TbibxyDCUNI/AAAAAAAABX0/Swm8U_puGzA/s400/hunt3.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They did a great job searching, and came out with their buckets full!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Paxton was pleased that Kali would share hers with him, even if he couldnt have any of the treats inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPwOuiqVQ5Q/Tbibzi9LQkI/AAAAAAAABX4/nDFgOXZXogQ/s1600/hunt4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPwOuiqVQ5Q/Tbibzi9LQkI/AAAAAAAABX4/nDFgOXZXogQ/s400/hunt4.jpg" width="400" /&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/8631114503083155420-7083414971906263996?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7083414971906263996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=7083414971906263996&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7083414971906263996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7083414971906263996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/hunt.html' title='The hunt...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbc6wfUTaok/Tbibrki58eI/AAAAAAAABXs/20dMtZ39vyQ/s72-c/hunt1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-2547068985056278512</id><published>2011-04-27T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:25:30.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying or Dieing</title><content type='html'>Coloring Easter eggs this year was a whole new adventure.&amp;nbsp; By the end I wasn't sure if we were trying to dye something or die something. ...just keep on reading, you'll see what I mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WB7eIHd_eYI/TbiVK5IGQcI/AAAAAAAABXY/dRL7IcqMEvQ/s1600/dying1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WB7eIHd_eYI/TbiVK5IGQcI/AAAAAAAABXY/dRL7IcqMEvQ/s400/dying1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our lovely array of colors.. the dye set we brought made it very easy for camping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XYKJLa278oQ/TbiVMn-N0xI/AAAAAAAABXc/m0FixWWHcKw/s1600/dying2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XYKJLa278oQ/TbiVMn-N0xI/AAAAAAAABXc/m0FixWWHcKw/s400/dying2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids did a great job of getting dye everywhere :), but it didn't matter because&amp;nbsp;hey, we were camping. ...and in case you are wondering what that cut off Pepsi can is, well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zaJNAilCwh8/TbiVN7zoN3I/AAAAAAAABXg/A770j4-hutM/s1600/dying3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zaJNAilCwh8/TbiVN7zoN3I/AAAAAAAABXg/A770j4-hutM/s400/dying3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When the kids got finished with all the eggs, they, or was it their dad, thought our new little friend might want to be a chameleon instead of a horny toad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF25twYHoL8/TbiVQEbpzmI/AAAAAAAABXk/AA1SkcXp5KI/s1600/dying4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF25twYHoL8/TbiVQEbpzmI/AAAAAAAABXk/AA1SkcXp5KI/s400/dying4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Must have been a boy, because he didn't really turn too pink, so next we tried green.&amp;nbsp; Turns out, he was really a good swimmer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9l_AcXjXJIk/TbiXpc_g8pI/AAAAAAAABXo/gEbK-F5g8Wc/s1600/dying5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9l_AcXjXJIk/TbiXpc_g8pI/AAAAAAAABXo/gEbK-F5g8Wc/s400/dying5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But in the end,&amp;nbsp;blue was more his style.&amp;nbsp; After all the "dying" we let our friend go, and hoped that it wasn't really too much of a "dieing" experience for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-2547068985056278512?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2547068985056278512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=2547068985056278512&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2547068985056278512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/2547068985056278512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/dying-or-dieing.html' title='Dying or Dieing'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WB7eIHd_eYI/TbiVK5IGQcI/AAAAAAAABXY/dRL7IcqMEvQ/s72-c/dying1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-421883506720190447</id><published>2011-04-26T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T08:31:48.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatness!</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, some may think that&amp;nbsp;I often blog as though my children are perfect.&amp;nbsp; I will be the first to admit they are not, but I will just as quickly admit that although they are not perfect, they are great.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;...And&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;greatness teaches me sooo much.&amp;nbsp; That is why I often find myself recording it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can read in my previous two posts, we had a really great time at McKay's preschool party.&amp;nbsp; I watched my children play, laugh and smile throughout the morning.&amp;nbsp; ...with each other and with many other children.&amp;nbsp; Through all of the fun, I noticed that McKay showed great concern for his younger sister in all of the activities to make sure that&amp;nbsp;she could see, was included, and having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What caught my attention particularly however was the egg hunt.&amp;nbsp; Every child brought six eggs, and during the hunt they were to find six different eggs and then be done. Knowing Kali was smaller and not as fast,&amp;nbsp;McKay took her hand and lead her to the eggs.&amp;nbsp; They were several steps behind most of the children.&amp;nbsp; But I wasn't too worried, because everyone was supposed to get six eggs.&amp;nbsp; As I watched my children a step behind I then noticed that not only&amp;nbsp;did McKay slow down to help Kali, he wasn't collecting eggs for himself.&amp;nbsp; He made sure she had eggs in her bag before he ever got any.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well kids are kids, and when the hunt was over, some children had bags full of many many eggs.&amp;nbsp; Therefore when McKay and Kali came in Kali only had three and McKay had two.&amp;nbsp; One of McKay's good friends had about 20, so I asked him to share with McKay and Kali because, well I'm their mom I guess, and they were suppose to have six (total mom moment I know).&amp;nbsp; His friend did share willingly, but later mocked McKay by saying he was just slow!&amp;nbsp;The funny thing is,&amp;nbsp;McKay just wanted to make sure that Kali had some eggs in her bag, even if that meant he wasn't fast or cool and didn't get as many eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really proud of&amp;nbsp;McKay... for his kind actions, for looking out for his sister, and for the great lesson he taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nz9OEPv_aw/TbZd9FIcv0I/AAAAAAAABXU/8USxvvIyTyQ/s1600/McKayKalieggs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nz9OEPv_aw/TbZd9FIcv0I/AAAAAAAABXU/8USxvvIyTyQ/s640/McKayKalieggs.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This Easter, I learned a little more about our Savior Jesus Christ and his teaching that we develop childlike qualities of humility and kindness.&amp;nbsp; In Matthew 18 we read that Jesus said, "Except ye be converted and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.&amp;nbsp; Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as&amp;nbsp;this little child,&amp;nbsp;the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic that the world we live in would see greatness in being "fast" or "cool" or "winning" (don't get me wrong, I'm competitive and like winning too, and so does McKay).&amp;nbsp; But I learned from my child that &lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt; greatness, comes from being kind, from helping someone else, from being a good brother, and from forgetting about my own wants to see someone else's need.&amp;nbsp; Thanks McKay for teaching me.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for helping me understand my Savior better.&amp;nbsp; I know why He gave me you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-421883506720190447?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/421883506720190447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=421883506720190447&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/421883506720190447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/421883506720190447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/greatness.html' title='Greatness!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nz9OEPv_aw/TbZd9FIcv0I/AAAAAAAABXU/8USxvvIyTyQ/s72-c/McKayKalieggs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-7546650550864045647</id><published>2011-04-25T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:10:53.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool Easter Party, continued...</title><content type='html'>Kali was very excited to spend a day at "Tay's" (thats what she calls McKay) school.&amp;nbsp; And he was excited to have her come as well.&amp;nbsp; We all have fond memories of playing with a parachute&amp;nbsp;don't we? I know I loved it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well, it was no different for these kiddos either.&amp;nbsp; Basically the pictures say it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready... ya gotta hold on tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9UvQ2T-98E/TbZKp5C1zqI/AAAAAAAABW4/XSNhvAyWo7w/s1600/preschool+easter+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9UvQ2T-98E/TbZKp5C1zqI/AAAAAAAABW4/XSNhvAyWo7w/s640/preschool+easter+005.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then shake and shake and shake... (love that someone wasn't holding tight and is now under the parachute).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMKozzfrCss/TbZKs9PpgqI/AAAAAAAABXA/3vRWSagO1tI/s1600/preschool+easter+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMKozzfrCss/TbZKs9PpgqI/AAAAAAAABXA/3vRWSagO1tI/s640/preschool+easter+007.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then UP... oh, where's Kali?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XXpYQ4DNqfs/TbZKuZ0VdQI/AAAAAAAABXE/oQrfI2MGzhY/s1600/preschool+easter+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XXpYQ4DNqfs/TbZKuZ0VdQI/AAAAAAAABXE/oQrfI2MGzhY/s640/preschool+easter+008.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, there she is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVbW-e0VKUY/TbZKrYQD44I/AAAAAAAABW8/rTLCZa3T4gM/s1600/preschool+easter+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVbW-e0VKUY/TbZKrYQD44I/AAAAAAAABW8/rTLCZa3T4gM/s640/preschool+easter+006.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And back DOWN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WrTcI0RnmgA/TbZKwSwoG4I/AAAAAAAABXI/RMBykgDexaU/s1600/preschool+easter+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WrTcI0RnmgA/TbZKwSwoG4I/AAAAAAAABXI/RMBykgDexaU/s640/preschool+easter+014.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course&amp;nbsp;it wouldn't be complete if you didn't add the balls.&amp;nbsp; Love the smiles on all these kids' faces!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd7KlqWdztA/TbZKxiHBGhI/AAAAAAAABXM/7BT0FGrFeCw/s1600/preschool+easter+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd7KlqWdztA/TbZKxiHBGhI/AAAAAAAABXM/7BT0FGrFeCw/s640/preschool+easter+015.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I cant forget my little Pax, wanting to get in on it all too. ...Look at my little man sitting up so good! Soon enough he will have his chance at the parachute, don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cw6qZ8eliiA/TbZK01ccmZI/AAAAAAAABXQ/4bX3oMpiwPg/s1600/preschool+easter+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cw6qZ8eliiA/TbZK01ccmZI/AAAAAAAABXQ/4bX3oMpiwPg/s640/preschool+easter+020.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They loved every minute of it!&amp;nbsp; From playing at the park, to releasing the butterflies, the parachute, snacks, egg hunt, bubbles, and more playing.&amp;nbsp; Such a fun day to kick off our Easter celebration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-7546650550864045647?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7546650550864045647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=7546650550864045647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7546650550864045647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/7546650550864045647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/preschool-easter-party-continued.html' title='Preschool Easter Party, continued...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9UvQ2T-98E/TbZKp5C1zqI/AAAAAAAABW4/XSNhvAyWo7w/s72-c/preschool+easter+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-9197560398214992611</id><published>2011-04-21T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T22:06:53.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Arrangement...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2vJBvrtnFg/TbChRA_QKJI/AAAAAAAABWw/OCDYUbSYrBI/s1600/mkhadyn4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2vJBvrtnFg/TbChRA_QKJI/AAAAAAAABWw/OCDYUbSYrBI/s400/mkhadyn4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was big news that the butterflies that McKay and his preschool friends had been "growing" were going to be released at the Easter party!&amp;nbsp; We were all so excited&amp;nbsp;that we made it into a family adventure.&amp;nbsp; This year the butteflies were quick to fly away, except for one. ...And McKay and his cute friend Hadyn were the lucky ones who got the chance to "exchange" the butterfly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIovF0HR3y4/TbChNlDSvgI/AAAAAAAABWs/lS3SWzcYql0/s1600/mkhadyn3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIovF0HR3y4/TbChNlDSvgI/AAAAAAAABWs/lS3SWzcYql0/s640/mkhadyn3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And in case your wondering, I work closely with this little girl's grandma at church, and I have also spoken with her mother... and we have &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; decided that &lt;em&gt;An Arrangement of Marriage&lt;/em&gt; would suit us fine, infact we would love it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I dare say that a butterfly exchange will work for now, until McKay can one day buy a ring :).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rguApFUfs9E/TbCjMOIUCsI/AAAAAAAABW0/what4_GgH1I/s1600/mkhadyn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rguApFUfs9E/TbCjMOIUCsI/AAAAAAAABW0/what4_GgH1I/s400/mkhadyn.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Way too cute! Maybe by their wedding they will sit/stand a little closer. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...Many more pictures from the fun filled party&amp;nbsp;will&amp;nbsp;come after we finish celebrating this&amp;nbsp;wonderful weekend.&amp;nbsp; Happy Easter All!&amp;nbsp; We rejoice in knowing the tomb was empty that Easter morn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-9197560398214992611?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/9197560398214992611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=9197560398214992611&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/9197560398214992611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/9197560398214992611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/arrangement.html' title='An Arrangement...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2vJBvrtnFg/TbChRA_QKJI/AAAAAAAABWw/OCDYUbSYrBI/s72-c/mkhadyn4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-8982936990397274547</id><published>2011-04-19T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T13:10:56.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SiLly!</title><content type='html'>It is easy as a stay at home mom, or in any walk of life for many I'm sure,&amp;nbsp;to sometimes fall into a trap of humdrum, monotony, boredom, and lack of motivation, which I have noticed for me can make for a grouchy mom.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;will be honest and say that I have fallen into that trap more than I would like to admit.&amp;nbsp; Thank heavens for my kids and husband who are so good to&amp;nbsp;rescue me from that trap... in small, simple and sometimes silly ways.&amp;nbsp; It makes what sometimes&amp;nbsp;seem laborious become hilarious and I'm thankful for the life I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Like folding laundry... while doing so&amp;nbsp;the other day, McKay&amp;nbsp;took his pile to his room and came back in like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21qr1eZEli4/Ta3eS8NjzpI/AAAAAAAABWI/Y-lqHe2NMnw/s1600/underwareheads+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21qr1eZEli4/Ta3eS8NjzpI/AAAAAAAABWI/Y-lqHe2NMnw/s400/underwareheads+005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then Kali like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvhpnlE5j1I/Ta3eucAM7bI/AAAAAAAABWQ/F3GwVkx8i48/s1600/underwareheads+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvhpnlE5j1I/Ta3eucAM7bI/AAAAAAAABWQ/F3GwVkx8i48/s400/underwareheads+013.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And as I began to chuckle they poured it on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-134N0lq31l0/Ta3eirjrZgI/AAAAAAAABWM/PsI6CBli1nc/s1600/underwareheads+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-134N0lq31l0/Ta3eirjrZgI/AAAAAAAABWM/PsI6CBli1nc/s320/underwareheads+010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oJw2DKCmpbs/Ta3fAp2EnWI/AAAAAAAABWY/x3rzagbXkHo/s1600/underwareheads+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oJw2DKCmpbs/Ta3fAp2EnWI/AAAAAAAABWY/x3rzagbXkHo/s320/underwareheads+017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xtH3R4TE2w/Ta3fX3sw1VI/AAAAAAAABWc/l5xmxOqFtck/s1600/underwareheads+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xtH3R4TE2w/Ta3fX3sw1VI/AAAAAAAABWc/l5xmxOqFtck/s320/underwareheads+019.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lch1qKxaRBA/Ta3e3Hl8HMI/AAAAAAAABWU/vtzObXTVZ3E/s1600/underwareheads+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lch1qKxaRBA/Ta3e3Hl8HMI/AAAAAAAABWU/vtzObXTVZ3E/s320/underwareheads+015.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and they even got their little brother in on it, which he thought was pretty fun as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L4sHBj0cYN8/Ta3fkcL2mAI/AAAAAAAABWg/bnfzx8xBXyQ/s1600/underwareheads+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L4sHBj0cYN8/Ta3fkcL2mAI/AAAAAAAABWg/bnfzx8xBXyQ/s400/underwareheads+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh these kids!&amp;nbsp; I think they get it from their dad, but they sure know how to keep me laughing.&amp;nbsp; How can you not love them?&amp;nbsp; I know I sure do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-8982936990397274547?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/8982936990397274547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=8982936990397274547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8982936990397274547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8982936990397274547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/silly.html' title='SiLly!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21qr1eZEli4/Ta3eS8NjzpI/AAAAAAAABWI/Y-lqHe2NMnw/s72-c/underwareheads+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-49612226271913312</id><published>2011-04-13T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T17:09:55.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I shake my head at myself and I am grateful that my children are forgiving.&amp;nbsp; Like the time I left McKay in the stroller when he was only a few months old to run back into our house and grab my phone.&amp;nbsp; I came running back out to find him rolling down the hill of the yard and crashed into the fence, now in an upside down stroller. &lt;br /&gt;...Or the time I was a second too late catching Kali who had climbed up on her rocking horse with wheels and pushed it out from under her to go crashing down on her face on our nice hard tile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;well, yesterday I determined to take all the kids hiking up to the top of Thunderbird Mnt.&amp;nbsp; I was excited to make the best of a beautiful day so I&amp;nbsp;lathered the kids in&amp;nbsp;sunscreen, loaded up with water (I won't mention the time I took McKay and forgot the water... glad he forgave me of that one too) strapped Paxton to my back, took hold of Kali's hand and away we went.&amp;nbsp; Kali was ready to quit halfway through, but McKay was not about to let that happen, and so with cheers of encouragement and high fives all around we made it all the way to the top, and back down again.&amp;nbsp; Good mom right? Well&amp;nbsp;it turns out that what I thought was a good lathering of sunscreen turned out to be not such a good lathering,&amp;nbsp;and I totally missed one of little Paxton's arms.&amp;nbsp; SCORCHED! Yep and now he will have me to blame for skin cancer when he gets old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxDf6bSLNfY/TaYw6XrkX6I/AAAAAAAABVs/6SxNEIiviFI/s1600/paxtonsunburn+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxDf6bSLNfY/TaYw6XrkX6I/AAAAAAAABVs/6SxNEIiviFI/s400/paxtonsunburn+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Poor little guy! .. the picture doesn't really do justice of how burned my baby's arm really is.&amp;nbsp; Glad that he is forgiving enough to still smile for me.&amp;nbsp; Lesson learned for me once again that I can never be too cautious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And speaking of precautions, I thought I would pass this story along. &amp;nbsp;I have a good friend here whose grand baby swallowed a lithium battery, and&amp;nbsp;it is no&amp;nbsp;small miracle that he is alive.&amp;nbsp; These little batteries are everywhere in our techno world, and if kids have little fingers that can get the back off a remote, they can get their little hands on them and we all know where it usually goes from there.&amp;nbsp; This sweet&amp;nbsp;family was on the news a bit ago to help awareness of this issue and perhaps prevent it from happening to another child. I post some of the info here or you can check out the story &lt;a href="http://www.myfoxphoenix.com/dpp/health/baby-lithium-battery-burn-4-5-2011"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common household items with button batteries:&lt;br /&gt;•remote controls&lt;br /&gt;•bathroom scales&lt;br /&gt;•singing greeting cards&lt;br /&gt;•hearing aids&lt;br /&gt;•toys&lt;br /&gt;•talking books&lt;br /&gt;•calculators&lt;br /&gt;•hand-held video games&lt;br /&gt;•watches&lt;br /&gt;•digital thermometers&lt;br /&gt;•remote car keys&lt;br /&gt;•flashing jewelry&lt;br /&gt;•toothbrushes&lt;br /&gt;•home medical equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prevention tips (from PCH)&lt;br /&gt;•keep loose batteries out of the reach and sight of children&lt;br /&gt;•do not allow children to play with batteries&lt;br /&gt;•store new and used batteries out of the reach of children&lt;br /&gt;•check to see if battery compartments on toys and other products are secured&lt;br /&gt;•secure battery compartments with strong tape&lt;br /&gt;•try to purchase products with battery compartments that require a tool to open&lt;br /&gt;•never change batteries in front of children&lt;br /&gt;•call Poison Control or seek immediate medical attention if a battery is swallowed&lt;br /&gt;Poison Control: 1-800-222-1222&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I would share... Knowledge/awareness is power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-49612226271913312?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/49612226271913312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=49612226271913312&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/49612226271913312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/49612226271913312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/sometimes-i-shake-my-head-at-myself-and.html' title=''/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxDf6bSLNfY/TaYw6XrkX6I/AAAAAAAABVs/6SxNEIiviFI/s72-c/paxtonsunburn+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-450529848474037474</id><published>2011-04-08T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T12:12:51.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Choice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;﻿"&lt;strong&gt;Choose&lt;/strong&gt; your &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;your &lt;strong&gt;choice&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18srWyA8Uiw/TZ9Xmuy_QBI/AAAAAAAABVo/1bbGM4_c8lE/s1600/Franki+Ian+wedding+112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18srWyA8Uiw/TZ9Xmuy_QBI/AAAAAAAABVo/1bbGM4_c8lE/s640/Franki+Ian+wedding+112.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Six years later, and I am still loving my choice!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In simple ways, thoughtful acts, kind words, daily laughter, and cherished memories.&amp;nbsp; Day in and day out he makes me happy.&amp;nbsp; It is true.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Six years have flown by, I'm so glad we have forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-450529848474037474?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/450529848474037474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=450529848474037474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/450529848474037474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/450529848474037474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-choice.html' title='My Choice...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18srWyA8Uiw/TZ9Xmuy_QBI/AAAAAAAABVo/1bbGM4_c8lE/s72-c/Franki+Ian+wedding+112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-3107758682141560599</id><published>2011-04-08T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T11:43:26.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Together Again!</title><content type='html'>Just 60 short days after Granddad passed away, he came to get his sweetheart on their 60th wedding anniversary.&amp;nbsp; Their lives tell a remarkable&amp;nbsp;story, with challenges, triumphs, tradgedies, endurance and a love story ending.&amp;nbsp; How sweet it is to know that they are together again.&amp;nbsp; They were not seperated in life, and now death no longer seperates them either.&amp;nbsp; How wonderful for them to be able to enjoy their "paradise" together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hniCGVfvtSc/TZ9UvnyU7-I/AAAAAAAABVk/0xx9Q4ghYOY/s1600/grmapaburtenshaw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hniCGVfvtSc/TZ9UvnyU7-I/AAAAAAAABVk/0xx9Q4ghYOY/s320/grmapaburtenshaw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Grandma was a nurturing woman... who according to Ian, bandaged half his childhood wounds because he was afraid that his pocket knife would be taken away if he went home&amp;nbsp;with bloody fingers&amp;nbsp;(His pocket knife hobby was usually the cause of the cuts on his hands).&amp;nbsp; She was an amazing cook, caretaker, wife, mother, grandmother, and greatgrandmother.&amp;nbsp; She always welcomed us with a smile and with tears in her eyes upon our departure.&amp;nbsp; She was a woman of great endurance who overcame cancer at the age of 23 and quietly lived with its affects the rest of her life.&amp;nbsp; She was a great supporter to us and all her family.&amp;nbsp; We will miss her smile and laugh but rejoice in her reunion with her true love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-3107758682141560599?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/3107758682141560599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=3107758682141560599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3107758682141560599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/3107758682141560599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/together-again.html' title='Together Again!'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hniCGVfvtSc/TZ9UvnyU7-I/AAAAAAAABVk/0xx9Q4ghYOY/s72-c/grmapaburtenshaw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-5493489520252715115</id><published>2011-04-05T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T16:26:01.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Like &lt;em&gt;butterflies&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Little Girls&lt;/strong&gt; need no excuse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Hl8YXZE5rY/TZuJmwP5zxI/AAAAAAAABVA/Pp4NOiPD5Js/s1600/kaliballet+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Hl8YXZE5rY/TZuJmwP5zxI/AAAAAAAABVA/Pp4NOiPD5Js/s640/kaliballet+006.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W1X2OnqZiTg/TZuJzcXx55I/AAAAAAAABVc/1ZWRpTw-SK8/s1600/kaliballet+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="344" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W1X2OnqZiTg/TZuJzcXx55I/AAAAAAAABVc/1ZWRpTw-SK8/s640/kaliballet+032.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kali just finished her first session of dance.&amp;nbsp; In the beginning, she was timid, shy, and a little reluctant to participate.&amp;nbsp; I really liked this dance&amp;nbsp;class because it encouraged parental participation and&amp;nbsp; I was able to help and encourage her throughout the course.&amp;nbsp; By the end she was able to do everything "all by herself."&amp;nbsp; It was amazing&amp;nbsp;see my&amp;nbsp;little girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;no one was&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;watching&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oJOfKz4eKtU/TZuJooNY7oI/AAAAAAAABVE/Qr2b1dXDiKA/s1600/kaliballet+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oJOfKz4eKtU/TZuJooNY7oI/AAAAAAAABVE/Qr2b1dXDiKA/s400/kaliballet+011.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The sashae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Njm6EdIUKok/TZuJlRdVR4I/AAAAAAAABU8/_jTjKB4Y1N0/s1600/kaliballet+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Njm6EdIUKok/TZuJlRdVR4I/AAAAAAAABU8/_jTjKB4Y1N0/s400/kaliballet+005.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The ballet run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S8Xv4qVmg08/TZuJxeKvlLI/AAAAAAAABVY/sI8Quca4zB4/s1600/kaliballet+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S8Xv4qVmg08/TZuJxeKvlLI/AAAAAAAABVY/sI8Quca4zB4/s400/kaliballet+029.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The A-shapae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ovxjZOTCme4/TZuJqIdNcQI/AAAAAAAABVI/5Yns31ekAhs/s1600/kaliballet+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ovxjZOTCme4/TZuJqIdNcQI/AAAAAAAABVI/5Yns31ekAhs/s400/kaliballet+012.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VKZaOd1LFlA/TZuJ3xzIs_I/AAAAAAAABVg/LZG-w6Kpm4I/s1600/kaliballet+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VKZaOd1LFlA/TZuJ3xzIs_I/AAAAAAAABVg/LZG-w6Kpm4I/s400/kaliballet+015.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;twirling and&amp;nbsp;twirling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mqym9dm8ovU/TZuJtkSRrGI/AAAAAAAABVQ/zY6SP2G2r-0/s1600/kaliballet+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mqym9dm8ovU/TZuJtkSRrGI/AAAAAAAABVQ/zY6SP2G2r-0/s320/kaliballet+023.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5W-jZYJ82Ks/TZuJusLDNNI/AAAAAAAABVU/ROE-cxeKacQ/s400/kaliballet+024.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and the ever difficult pasae &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(forgive my ballet spelling, I only know how to say it, not spell it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xEYELzOhZaw/TZuJsLV2EoI/AAAAAAAABVM/cQTUjHvHKag/s1600/kaliballet+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xEYELzOhZaw/TZuJsLV2EoI/AAAAAAAABVM/cQTUjHvHKag/s400/kaliballet+019.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not sure how I missed her plie, because that was her favorite, but one thing is&amp;nbsp;for sure she became a ballerina princess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes Kali, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"I &lt;em&gt;hope&lt;/em&gt; you &lt;strong&gt;dance...&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-5493489520252715115?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5493489520252715115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=5493489520252715115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5493489520252715115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5493489520252715115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/04/like-butterflies-little-girls-need-no.html' title=''/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Hl8YXZE5rY/TZuJmwP5zxI/AAAAAAAABVA/Pp4NOiPD5Js/s72-c/kaliballet+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-4071146817263303643</id><published>2011-03-28T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T14:48:59.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March Madness</title><content type='html'>It is no secret that we like college basketball at our house, but our March Madness&amp;nbsp;has taken&amp;nbsp;on a whole new style this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeQsjjUFVPM/TZD4OcyFu_I/AAAAAAAABUo/RnH4YiIMXw0/s1600/edit2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeQsjjUFVPM/TZD4OcyFu_I/AAAAAAAABUo/RnH4YiIMXw0/s400/edit2.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2-bxDxAMmFo/TZD372VIARI/AAAAAAAABUk/FTDeFbwdwKg/s1600/edit1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2-bxDxAMmFo/TZD372VIARI/AAAAAAAABUk/FTDeFbwdwKg/s400/edit1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;McKay has been practicing his shooting every Tues and Thurs when we go the church, so he can use the "real" basket.&amp;nbsp; And after&amp;nbsp;a lot&amp;nbsp;of practice and determination he can finally MAKE&amp;nbsp;a BASKET... in a &lt;em&gt;REAL&lt;/em&gt; hoop!!&amp;nbsp; (next challenge is to use a regulation size ball.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQZqxj5svUE/TZD5YxAoRkI/AAAAAAAABUw/lzXpnko2zp8/s1600/edit4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQZqxj5svUE/TZD5YxAoRkI/AAAAAAAABUw/lzXpnko2zp8/s400/edit4.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C0R8ntIGoLI/TZD4mM35MlI/AAAAAAAABUs/4nlQHQAE5Co/s1600/edit3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C0R8ntIGoLI/TZD4mM35MlI/AAAAAAAABUs/4nlQHQAE5Co/s400/edit3.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were very proud of him, because hey, it's not that easy when youre not so big... and the best part is the fact that we (meaning Ian, Kali, and I)&amp;nbsp;weren't the only ones cheering! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A1nYqd3G0no/TZD5g3ozsCI/AAAAAAAABU0/Mqa_ZCkqIwU/s1600/edit5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A1nYqd3G0no/TZD5g3ozsCI/AAAAAAAABU0/Mqa_ZCkqIwU/s400/edit5.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...you know you cheered for yourself too when you finally&amp;nbsp;were able to make&amp;nbsp;the hoop, some of you maybe still do :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(parental disclaimer: McKay dressed himself for the occasion :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/8631114503083155420-4071146817263303643?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/4071146817263303643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=4071146817263303643&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4071146817263303643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4071146817263303643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-madness.html' title='March Madness'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeQsjjUFVPM/TZD4OcyFu_I/AAAAAAAABUo/RnH4YiIMXw0/s72-c/edit2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-5295390164007759353</id><published>2011-03-22T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:38:43.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain or Shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last week the temps got up to the 90's... and as nice as that might seem to some of you, I felt about&amp;nbsp;the same as Paxton did about it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-YWbr9o8yRM4/TYka49nvlII/AAAAAAAABUc/WrLMzeMzcNc/s1600/edit15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-YWbr9o8yRM4/TYka49nvlII/AAAAAAAABUc/WrLMzeMzcNc/s400/edit15.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;not so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SO, out came...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rCIsUTk5pxk/TYkXdaDGepI/AAAAAAAABTo/oF_bo3SPfLE/s1600/edit1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rCIsUTk5pxk/TYkXdaDGepI/AAAAAAAABTo/oF_bo3SPfLE/s400/edit1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the glorious &lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;water slide&lt;/span&gt;, and the kids broke it in for 2011! It&amp;nbsp;made the too warmness of March much more pleasurable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-WZYB7h_lFuo/TYkX2gY4-AI/AAAAAAAABT0/9DklRMIvumA/s1600/edit6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-WZYB7h_lFuo/TYkX2gY4-AI/AAAAAAAABT0/9DklRMIvumA/s400/edit6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;They literally spent hours on it last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I love Kali's new way of getting up, using her head to help her hold on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Turns out after a few years of being put to good use in the AZ sun, the slide doesn't hold the air as well as it used to :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course McKay was all about getting a little air, and I found Kali doing some sort of rain dance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aoShItKi_mA/TYkXrD6tkcI/AAAAAAAABTw/k0OV_zurZgM/s1600/edit5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aoShItKi_mA/TYkXrD6tkcI/AAAAAAAABTw/k0OV_zurZgM/s320/edit5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dHaA_dgcetY/TYkZYKA1ACI/AAAAAAAABUI/Ci1xUd4Y-Sg/s1600/edit10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dHaA_dgcetY/TYkZYKA1ACI/AAAAAAAABUI/Ci1xUd4Y-Sg/s400/edit10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;While Paxton was hoping to get his hands on one of these..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zD7tlhOCWYE/TYkYBL52-QI/AAAAAAAABT4/PJGWiiq97iM/s1600/edit7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zD7tlhOCWYE/TYkYBL52-QI/AAAAAAAABT4/PJGWiiq97iM/s320/edit7.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ...and in the end everyone was okay with the sun, right Paxton?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pqxQctEz5M4/TYkYKVevJ4I/AAAAAAAABUA/4CKKyJHiS7Q/s1600/edit8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pqxQctEz5M4/TYkYKVevJ4I/AAAAAAAABUA/4CKKyJHiS7Q/s320/edit8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Um, maybe not&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DpHfzvQIdoI/TYkjlnZgNII/AAAAAAAABUg/aDcOGG3Jm4o/s1600/edit11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DpHfzvQIdoI/TYkjlnZgNII/AAAAAAAABUg/aDcOGG3Jm4o/s400/edit11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But I guess Kali's little rain dance must have made it to heaven, because this week has been a different story.&amp;nbsp; Not to worry though, we've had just as much fun! :)&amp;nbsp; And I will personally keep the cooler temps for as long as I can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DZiQdT0OH7g/TYkZcrpOp6I/AAAAAAAABUM/7Hr7mQXfDL8/s1600/edit12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DZiQdT0OH7g/TYkZcrpOp6I/AAAAAAAABUM/7Hr7mQXfDL8/s400/edit12.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&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/8631114503083155420-5295390164007759353?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5295390164007759353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=5295390164007759353&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5295390164007759353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/5295390164007759353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/03/rain-or-shine.html' title='Rain or Shine'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-YWbr9o8yRM4/TYka49nvlII/AAAAAAAABUc/WrLMzeMzcNc/s72-c/edit15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-8557732429677520259</id><published>2011-03-17T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T13:45:36.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pot of Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YsrcZD-SnNA/TYIVXYH5M7I/AAAAAAAABTg/4E2VkbN1WfY/s1600/luckoirish+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="514" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YsrcZD-SnNA/TYIVXYH5M7I/AAAAAAAABTg/4E2VkbN1WfY/s640/luckoirish+005.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Add my handsome husband to the mix, and I count myself the "richest" woman in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We love a little pinchy winchy and the lucky leprechaun hunting at our house.. &amp;nbsp;hope yours is a lucky day too.&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/8631114503083155420-8557732429677520259?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/8557732429677520259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=8557732429677520259&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8557732429677520259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8557732429677520259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-pot-of-gold.html' title='My Pot of Gold'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YsrcZD-SnNA/TYIVXYH5M7I/AAAAAAAABTg/4E2VkbN1WfY/s72-c/luckoirish+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-8683451196670953028</id><published>2011-03-14T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T16:09:21.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few</title><content type='html'>*little baby breaths on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;*little dancing toes with a plie' and straight&lt;br /&gt;*family portraits drawn again and again for me to keep&lt;br /&gt;*random txts &lt;br /&gt;*living at the end of a cul de sac&lt;br /&gt;*speaking a little Spanish a mi marido&lt;br /&gt;*hearing "look mom, I did it" (repeated 10xs if I don't look immediately)&lt;br /&gt;*watching my baby boy grab his toes and smile&lt;br /&gt;*hearing the garage door open at the end of day&lt;br /&gt;*seeing two little ponies bob up and down on a bouncing little girl's head&lt;br /&gt;*having a hand to hold - whether it be a big or small one - everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The list could go on, but those are just a few of my favorite things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-8683451196670953028?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/8683451196670953028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=8683451196670953028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8683451196670953028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8683451196670953028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/03/few.html' title='A few'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-8811222305637593429</id><published>2011-03-08T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T13:31:24.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready...</title><content type='html'>As you may be well aware, the golf season has arrived, and I know a little man who has been getting ready.&amp;nbsp; Yep, he's been practicing out in the backyard almost everyday. &amp;nbsp;In fact he has the backyard set up like a driving range. But don't worry, I won't let him hit the ball (youre welcome neighbors), so he has been working on his swing... &lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Mo_UCN_5I0E/TXaaMdNMvBI/AAAAAAAABTA/xCfVHMCLMBY/s1600/mcK5+n+golf+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Mo_UCN_5I0E/TXaaMdNMvBI/AAAAAAAABTA/xCfVHMCLMBY/s400/mcK5+n+golf+006.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KxvFhYf78Zw/TXaaJnuBbeI/AAAAAAAABS8/f3j2wJD57Ms/s1600/mcK5+n+golf+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KxvFhYf78Zw/TXaaJnuBbeI/AAAAAAAABS8/f3j2wJD57Ms/s400/mcK5+n+golf+002.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FnVnqw0x_as/TXaaO5xsCPI/AAAAAAAABTE/5IqjjcchGW8/s1600/mcK5+n+golf+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FnVnqw0x_as/TXaaO5xsCPI/AAAAAAAABTE/5IqjjcchGW8/s400/mcK5+n+golf+007.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DhVO-cAk144/TXaaQyZ_8zI/AAAAAAAABTI/AheYrmON9nE/s1600/mcK5+n+golf+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DhVO-cAk144/TXaaQyZ_8zI/AAAAAAAABTI/AheYrmON9nE/s400/mcK5+n+golf+009.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Swinging, swinging, and swinging.&amp;nbsp; I dare say&amp;nbsp;he's got a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Along with a great swing, he is also getting ready for GOLF Magazine to find him someday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lq3hVETi_j8/TXaaUkTbFBI/AAAAAAAABTM/tw1R1FoJCtk/s1600/mcK5+n+golf+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lq3hVETi_j8/TXaaUkTbFBI/AAAAAAAABTM/tw1R1FoJCtk/s400/mcK5+n+golf+011.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NMFqEEzmFXY/TXaaYDDuyGI/AAAAAAAABTQ/topqyHcigRI/s1600/mcK5+n+golf+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-NMFqEEzmFXY/TXaaYDDuyGI/AAAAAAAABTQ/topqyHcigRI/s400/mcK5+n+golf+013.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pretty impressive golfer impersonations eh?! :) Watch out Dustin Johnson, my little man is coming :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT besides golfing, he is also getting ready for something else:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VUpUJJUlkLA/TXaanzR5ceI/AAAAAAAABTU/akrhj0XYzbk/s1600/kgartenready+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VUpUJJUlkLA/TXaanzR5ceI/AAAAAAAABTU/akrhj0XYzbk/s400/kgartenready+003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Crazy but true, there you see before your eyes his kindergarten registration.&amp;nbsp; Call me a bad mom, but I'm not even sad about it (a little nervous for him maybe) but SO EXCITED!&amp;nbsp; AND so is HE.&amp;nbsp; We went and met his principal and possible teachers yesterday, and he can't quit talking abou it.&amp;nbsp; I felt right at home walking into the school (turns out after teaching for a few years myself that there is something I love about schools ...high school is a different story though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;McKay is ultra prepared academically, so we have been getting ready by doing a few other things, like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zeQ1TDFLugw/TXaat-HaFpI/AAAAAAAABTY/FjWh5tYMdN4/s1600/kgartenready+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-zeQ1TDFLugw/TXaat-HaFpI/AAAAAAAABTY/FjWh5tYMdN4/s400/kgartenready+002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and even this (which is deserving of its own post someday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-m_YRiRGkIQw/TXaayNibizI/AAAAAAAABTc/UUcFpJaUieA/s1600/kgartenready+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-m_YRiRGkIQw/TXaayNibizI/AAAAAAAABTc/UUcFpJaUieA/s400/kgartenready+001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...He is oh-so ready, and we are oh-so excited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/8631114503083155420-8811222305637593429?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/8811222305637593429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=8811222305637593429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8811222305637593429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/8811222305637593429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/03/getting-ready.html' title='Getting Ready...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Mo_UCN_5I0E/TXaaMdNMvBI/AAAAAAAABTA/xCfVHMCLMBY/s72-c/mcK5+n+golf+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-4451682929294807453</id><published>2011-03-04T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T15:00:48.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky...</title><content type='html'>I dare say that I think Ian has been pretty &lt;em&gt;lucky&lt;/em&gt; to have had a lot of the opportunities that he has had during his medical school years.&amp;nbsp; He has traveled around the country and even out of the country... last summer he went to Canada, and he is currently in Mexico.&amp;nbsp; This trip to Mexico is different from his other trips though, he is there on a medical mission - which he learned about from some friends who have previously gone and a rotation with a Dr. who goes frequently.&amp;nbsp; He has been much more excited about this trip than the trips he goes on for meetings&amp;nbsp;...and I'm hoping that next year I will be&lt;em&gt; lucky&lt;/em&gt; enough to go too (perhaps my Spanish skills will come in handy again).&lt;br /&gt;None-the-less, I think he is pretty &lt;em&gt;lucky &lt;/em&gt;to be able to go,&amp;nbsp;but besides being &lt;em&gt;lucky&lt;/em&gt;, Ian is very thoughtful.&amp;nbsp; This morning he woke the kids up to pray and say goodbye, and a few minutes after he left we found a present on the table with note attached to it&amp;nbsp; ....which sent all of us on a treasure hunt around the house.&amp;nbsp; Finding a game, movie,&amp;nbsp;activities and treats to keep us busy while he is gone.&amp;nbsp; The kids were all smiles with the fun-filled morning, and once again we all admitted that Dad was the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kIT2Xwzh0W4/TXFs6tueyUI/AAAAAAAABS4/KpDWSA7mCoQ/s1600/treasure+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kIT2Xwzh0W4/TXFs6tueyUI/AAAAAAAABS4/KpDWSA7mCoQ/s400/treasure+004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lets be honest... WE are the &lt;em&gt;LUCKY&lt;/em&gt; ones to have such a great dad/husband at our house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...and we are very excited to hear about this trip when he gets home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8631114503083155420-4451682929294807453?l=if-littlethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/feeds/4451682929294807453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8631114503083155420&amp;postID=4451682929294807453&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4451682929294807453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8631114503083155420/posts/default/4451682929294807453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://if-littlethings.blogspot.com/2011/03/lucky.html' title='Lucky...'/><author><name>IF Burtenshaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990070306713939630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OfD3ApQZL0/Tl6s5KTPBBI/AAAAAAAABjw/mMb-iLXgrrc/s220/_DSC6496.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kIT2Xwzh0W4/TXFs6tueyUI/AAAAAAAABS4/KpDWSA7mCoQ/s72-c/treasure+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8631114503083155420.post-1116563622161516289</id><published>2011-03-01T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T10:40:06.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a girl thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Kali on any given day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-j918P_oOp9k/TW157-EHxiI/AAAAAAAABSk/Cq0qHa-oACA/s1600/Kalidance+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-j918P_oOp9k/TW157-EHxiI/AAAAAAAABSk/Cq0qHa-oACA/s320/Kalidance+002.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love her sense of style, don't you?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;But on her special dance day, you will find her looking a little more like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SJn5XEfTLL0/TW16AydUgOI/AAAAAAAABSw/QWWYoocJCGU/s1600/Kalidance+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SJn5X
