<?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-8848619587139905166</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:30:40.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising Redfords</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-4812090191564066519</id><published>2011-08-13T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T23:39:05.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This week in words....</title><content type='html'>Rides in the canoe......&lt;br /&gt;Picking juicy blackberries......&lt;br /&gt;Chasing Deer out of the backyard.....&lt;br /&gt;Friendly neighbors.....&lt;br /&gt;Mowing, mowing and mowing..... (3 acres takes along time!)&lt;br /&gt;Watching Rio......(atleast 20 times!)&lt;br /&gt;Driving to So. Cal...&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon naps....&lt;br /&gt;Plants VS Zombies.....&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of going back to Shasta....&lt;br /&gt;Moving boxes.....EVERYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;Snowcones....&lt;br /&gt;Grandmas house.....&lt;br /&gt;Matt singing all the RIO songs......&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsel Dinner.....&lt;br /&gt;Baby Henry.....&lt;br /&gt;Trains....very FAST &amp;amp; Big Trains!&lt;br /&gt;Smashing pennies on the train track......&lt;br /&gt;Visiting with new and old friends.....&lt;br /&gt;Drinking Shirley Temples &amp;amp; Roy Rogers........&lt;br /&gt;In-N-Out.....&lt;br /&gt;Mary Jane and Caitlin....&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Cousins.....&lt;br /&gt;The Spectrum.....&lt;br /&gt;Grandmas pool.....&lt;br /&gt;Meeting a few famous people.....&lt;br /&gt;The MOST Beautiful Bride.....and Handsome Groom.....&lt;br /&gt;The BEST wedding reception we've every been too......(we partied like rockstars!)&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Carrot Cake.....&lt;br /&gt;Roxy......&lt;br /&gt;THE BAND!!!!!!!!......&lt;br /&gt;Josh &amp;amp; Grandma dancing......&lt;br /&gt;Nicole singing cute songs to Seth....&lt;br /&gt;Dee rapping the best song ever!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy kids.....sleepy moms and dads....&lt;br /&gt;5 hour energy drinks.....&lt;br /&gt;Being with Family......&lt;br /&gt;Dressing up pretty......&lt;br /&gt;Dancing the night away.....&lt;br /&gt;Mini Milkshakes.....&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous Moon.......&lt;br /&gt;The Yellow Malibu......&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be at home for more than a few days at a time........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-4812090191564066519?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/4812090191564066519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=4812090191564066519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4812090191564066519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4812090191564066519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-week-in-words.html' title='This week in words....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-6887709666670706891</id><published>2011-05-14T10:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T10:57:44.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My evening with a Rock Star</title><content type='html'>Cait and I got to hang out just the two of us last night. So. Much. Fun. I love she is old enough to really do that with me now! Well, I was in my bathroom throwing my hair in to a ponytail and trying to look cute in my t-shirt and jeans when in walked Cait..... GASP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r4mtwGHhuV4/Tc66Hw1ZrcI/AAAAAAAAAlI/crHSO2b0jko/s1600/IMG_7684.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r4mtwGHhuV4/Tc66Hw1ZrcI/AAAAAAAAAlI/crHSO2b0jko/s640/IMG_7684.jpg" width="426" /&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;Really? She had just been in the pool dripping wet. And now she had gone all Glam &amp;amp; Girly on me. Short Skirt. (yikes) Jean jacket. Cowgirl hat. Sparkly purse. New Boots... She had really pulled that outfit together.....I felt very under dressed.... And motivated to get on my treadmill for atleast 4 hours a day till my legs looked like that again.&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;"Mom, could you paint my nails hot pink? And I think I need some lip stuff. And could you put that eye stuff on me?" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I did a double take. Where is Cait? And what did you do to her? I wanted to say. Nails, lips and eyes. Ummmm, okay. My dreams were coming true right before my eyes. My tomboy was asking to get girly with makeup and stuff. Giddyup! &amp;nbsp;So we did the nails, lips and eyes. Then she even posed for me when I asked if we could take a picture.... Because I just had to share this with y'all!&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;So I dressed up my yellow t-shirt and jeans with some sassy hoop earrings and we hopped in the car for our girls night out. &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;As we were pulling into the parking lot of Olive Garden, she said to me "Mom are they going to think I am a Rock Star?" I couldn't even respond. What do you say to that? Of course they are! It was so stinkin cute. She was feeling fabulous about herself, and I was just taking it all in. I had the biggest grin on my face! I couldn't stop smiling as all the people saw her and smiled. Several people stopped to comment on her hat and boots. She felt like a million bucks! How great is that?&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;After dinner we headed to the movie theaters. We saw Soul Surfer. Really good show! On the way home we rocked out to Justin Bieber. Then we snuggled in bed watching netflix till we couldn't keep our eyes open anymore. It was such a fun evening! I love you Cait. Thanks for letting me hang out with you last night!&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dzQ2mrpiQUI/Tc7AD3KVJmI/AAAAAAAAAlM/LcSJ34Ss9ws/s1600/IMG_7679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dzQ2mrpiQUI/Tc7AD3KVJmI/AAAAAAAAAlM/LcSJ34Ss9ws/s400/IMG_7679.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/-n771Qg2Q58U/Tc7AMcdjDWI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ZySVAK218lc/s1600/IMG_7691.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n771Qg2Q58U/Tc7AMcdjDWI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/ZySVAK218lc/s640/IMG_7691.jpg" width="426" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2092555578"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2092555579"&gt;&lt;/span&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/8848619587139905166-6887709666670706891?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/6887709666670706891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=6887709666670706891' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6887709666670706891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6887709666670706891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-evening-with-rock-star.html' title='My evening with a Rock Star'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r4mtwGHhuV4/Tc66Hw1ZrcI/AAAAAAAAAlI/crHSO2b0jko/s72-c/IMG_7684.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-2808699733920203239</id><published>2010-12-04T08:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T08:16:19.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy update</title><content type='html'>Well forget Romeo.....we named him Buster! And he is so stinkin cute! We love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-2808699733920203239?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/2808699733920203239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=2808699733920203239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2808699733920203239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2808699733920203239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/12/puppy-update.html' title='Puppy update'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-8070173427607449195</id><published>2010-11-20T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T06:49:00.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romeo, Romeo wherefore art thou Romeo.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bella is getting a new boyfriend! His name is Romeo. He gets to come be with us permanently when we return from Thanksgiving in Utah! We are all so excited! He is a little Shih Tzu puppy. He has lots of energy, so he will be able to keep up with Bella! Maybe down the road we can have a litter or 2 of little shorkie puppies and then get them both fixed. We can't wait for our new little furball!&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6Xzvey9uI/AAAAAAAAAjc/w83073XAbRg/s1600/IMG_7177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6Xzvey9uI/AAAAAAAAAjc/w83073XAbRg/s320/IMG_7177.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/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6X6S158LI/AAAAAAAAAjg/rrblv8ns1zI/s1600/IMG_7178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6X6S158LI/AAAAAAAAAjg/rrblv8ns1zI/s320/IMG_7178.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/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6YBcZRrNI/AAAAAAAAAjk/zh3PoVmUOOs/s1600/IMG_7179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6YBcZRrNI/AAAAAAAAAjk/zh3PoVmUOOs/s320/IMG_7179.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/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6YLhOrpRI/AAAAAAAAAjo/tthU8rPgA-g/s1600/IMG_7180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6YLhOrpRI/AAAAAAAAAjo/tthU8rPgA-g/s320/IMG_7180.JPG" width="320" /&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/8848619587139905166-8070173427607449195?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/8070173427607449195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=8070173427607449195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8070173427607449195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8070173427607449195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/11/romeo-romeo-wherefore-art-thou-romeo.html' title='Romeo, Romeo wherefore art thou Romeo.....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6Xzvey9uI/AAAAAAAAAjc/w83073XAbRg/s72-c/IMG_7177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-465955960501117758</id><published>2010-11-15T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T12:04:05.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haunted House with Grandma Redford</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma, Caitlin and Ryan decorated a haunted house a few days before Halloween! It was so much fun! Grandma piped on the frosting and the two little ones put the candy on.... &amp;nbsp;Or put the candy into their mouth..... Or dropped it on the floor for Bella..... Some eventually made it onto the house!&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;Cute Cait....&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGAuP6nV6I/AAAAAAAAAjs/k1vaKVm4sfo/s1600/IMG_7142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGAuP6nV6I/AAAAAAAAAjs/k1vaKVm4sfo/s320/IMG_7142.JPG" width="320" /&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;Ryan's 'scared' face....&amp;nbsp;&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGA2kEu5JI/AAAAAAAAAjw/_QinRvTexfQ/s1600/IMG_7145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGA2kEu5JI/AAAAAAAAAjw/_QinRvTexfQ/s320/IMG_7145.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/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGA-uJjePI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Yf-hZ3ysu40/s1600/IMG_7146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGA-uJjePI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Yf-hZ3ysu40/s320/IMG_7146.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGBFzhX0WI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Tet6mnIixlA/s1600/IMG_7148.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGBFzhX0WI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Tet6mnIixlA/s320/IMG_7148.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;Ryans faces are sooo funny.....&amp;nbsp;&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGBOPj36MI/AAAAAAAAAj8/bK3OznBS-Fc/s1600/IMG_7150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGBOPj36MI/AAAAAAAAAj8/bK3OznBS-Fc/s320/IMG_7150.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/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGBURG3R0I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Iy4InUp8Pnc/s1600/IMG_7152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGBURG3R0I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Iy4InUp8Pnc/s320/IMG_7152.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After awhile, Ryan lost interest. &amp;nbsp;So it was just Caitlin and Grandma who finished up.....&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGBc3JNISI/AAAAAAAAAkE/WBidnsEf_1Q/s1600/IMG_7156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGBc3JNISI/AAAAAAAAAkE/WBidnsEf_1Q/s320/IMG_7156.JPG" width="320" /&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;Pretty Cute Haunted House!&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGBj6ae69I/AAAAAAAAAkI/8p7HL7ljAsg/s1600/IMG_7160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGBj6ae69I/AAAAAAAAAkI/8p7HL7ljAsg/s320/IMG_7160.jpg" width="213" /&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/8848619587139905166-465955960501117758?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/465955960501117758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=465955960501117758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/465955960501117758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/465955960501117758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/11/haunted-house-with-grandma-redford.html' title='Haunted House with Grandma Redford'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TOGAuP6nV6I/AAAAAAAAAjs/k1vaKVm4sfo/s72-c/IMG_7142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-7115417679665011480</id><published>2010-11-13T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:57:12.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Shelly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6T4DhfMZI/AAAAAAAAAjA/D6AiKT6KHX8/s1600/IMG_7211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6T4DhfMZI/AAAAAAAAAjA/D6AiKT6KHX8/s320/IMG_7211.JPG" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Torie helped me whip up Shelly's Birthday cake for her surprise party Friday night. We had so much fun creating and decorating together. We used my cricket cake machine....but used paper in it! The party was so fun! Our friend Elizabeth did a great job. It was nice to eat and mingle with friends! Thanks Elizabeth! AND... I got to snuggle with baby Micah all evening. It was divine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-7115417679665011480?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/7115417679665011480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=7115417679665011480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7115417679665011480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7115417679665011480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-shelly.html' title='Happy Birthday Shelly!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6T4DhfMZI/AAAAAAAAAjA/D6AiKT6KHX8/s72-c/IMG_7211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-8771061777301706229</id><published>2010-11-07T06:36:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T06:46:35.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dough art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our Sweet Caitlin is an artist! She loves to draw, cut, color, and create. I made pie crust dough for personal pot pies. I had extra, so Ryan and Cait wanted some of their own to make 'pies'. &amp;nbsp;Well, &amp;nbsp;this is what Caitlin came up with!&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6VX8eECuI/AAAAAAAAAjE/3yiygUDZIYM/s1600/IMG_7187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6VX8eECuI/AAAAAAAAAjE/3yiygUDZIYM/s320/IMG_7187.JPG" width="320" /&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 girl, the sun, and birds in the sky.&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6VghmzwdI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-7XoLZNvVlU/s1600/IMG_7189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6VghmzwdI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-7XoLZNvVlU/s320/IMG_7189.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6VpJSxNEI/AAAAAAAAAjM/wriQ_iqhRaE/s1600/IMG_7190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6VpJSxNEI/AAAAAAAAAjM/wriQ_iqhRaE/s320/IMG_7190.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/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6Vx-jFrlI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/bcMf2_o-hAs/s1600/IMG_7191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6Vx-jFrlI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/bcMf2_o-hAs/s320/IMG_7191.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6V5W4mqXI/AAAAAAAAAjU/FnuaID8J4n8/s1600/IMG_7199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6V5W4mqXI/AAAAAAAAAjU/FnuaID8J4n8/s320/IMG_7199.JPG" width="320" /&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;This is a vampire girl. Notice the eyelashes!&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6WA1XPqSI/AAAAAAAAAjY/l7bYGJVXZHM/s1600/IMG_7200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6WA1XPqSI/AAAAAAAAAjY/l7bYGJVXZHM/s320/IMG_7200.JPG" width="320" /&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 a horse of course!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-8771061777301706229?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/8771061777301706229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=8771061777301706229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8771061777301706229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8771061777301706229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/11/dough-art.html' title='Dough art'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TN6VX8eECuI/AAAAAAAAAjE/3yiygUDZIYM/s72-c/IMG_7187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-3611700577896609257</id><published>2010-11-03T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:07:23.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mom, is this a ...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night Ryan grabbed my onion keeper off the counter..... "What is this mom? Is it a keeny?"&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TNIhJzn4hKI/AAAAAAAAAi4/fz9jaGy-BxU/s1600/IMG_7181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TNIhJzn4hKI/AAAAAAAAAi4/fz9jaGy-BxU/s320/IMG_7181.JPG" width="320" /&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;Well, no. (I am trying to figure out what a keeny is....then he did this).....&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TNIhRb5yk0I/AAAAAAAAAi8/78wV4q5gyhg/s1600/IMG_7186.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TNIhRb5yk0I/AAAAAAAAAi8/78wV4q5gyhg/s320/IMG_7186.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;HA! HA! HA! A BIKINI. That is really funny! And how cute is he? Crazy kid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently he is already checking out chicks in nutshell bikinis!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-3611700577896609257?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/3611700577896609257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=3611700577896609257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/3611700577896609257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/3611700577896609257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/11/mom-is-this.html' title='&quot;Mom, is this a ....&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TNIhJzn4hKI/AAAAAAAAAi4/fz9jaGy-BxU/s72-c/IMG_7181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-1297479756541934763</id><published>2010-10-30T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T20:51:27.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this time of year! The changing of the leaves, the cooler weather, the smell of a wood burning stove... and of course dressing the kids up for Halloween!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjgPAFN0I/AAAAAAAAAik/UKa1TfXreyQ/s1600/IMG_7121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjgPAFN0I/AAAAAAAAAik/UKa1TfXreyQ/s320/IMG_7121.JPG" width="320" /&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 is my crazy crew ready for a party and trunk or treating. We caved this year and let Josh and Matt dress up what I consider to be 'yucky'. I don't like horror movies because I HATE being scared! Yet, here are my boys...dressed scary and bloody. They LOVED it. They were forbidden to scare Cait and Ryan if they wanted to live to see another day! &amp;nbsp;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzi4dkGRZI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mAnubS3SDRs/s1600/IMG_7112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzi4dkGRZI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mAnubS3SDRs/s320/IMG_7112.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;Matt was a masked axe man. Not so bad!&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjBfwRacI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ETYDSuF-rMM/s1600/IMG_7113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjBfwRacI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ETYDSuF-rMM/s320/IMG_7113.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;Joshua wanted to be Jason. Totally creepy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(He has never seen any of the movies. I am pretty sure the movies would scare him senseless!)&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjMkNANMI/AAAAAAAAAic/zzWrTUpRuZo/s1600/IMG_7114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjMkNANMI/AAAAAAAAAic/zzWrTUpRuZo/s320/IMG_7114.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;Caitlin was a zombie cheerleader. So cute. Too grown-up looking with that much makeup on.&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjVjHrpgI/AAAAAAAAAig/eW4GCXuCBCA/s1600/IMG_7119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjVjHrpgI/AAAAAAAAAig/eW4GCXuCBCA/s320/IMG_7119.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;Luigi. If you know Ryan, this is NOT shocking. The kid sings the mario bros songs constantly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And what can I say. This kid is such a little gangsta! I love it. His poses are the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjnMvfEJI/AAAAAAAAAio/dSXw6RNKEJc/s1600/IMG_7125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjnMvfEJI/AAAAAAAAAio/dSXw6RNKEJc/s320/IMG_7125.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjt3xwGOI/AAAAAAAAAis/IL4O1hI9o3w/s1600/IMG_7126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjt3xwGOI/AAAAAAAAAis/IL4O1hI9o3w/s320/IMG_7126.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/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzj2AB1OpI/AAAAAAAAAiw/n-idclqoTiA/s1600/IMG_7138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzj2AB1OpI/AAAAAAAAAiw/n-idclqoTiA/s320/IMG_7138.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;Grandma &amp;amp; Papa Redford are visiting for the weekend! Yeah!&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzj-1KuIAI/AAAAAAAAAi0/GekmfJK8muY/s1600/IMG_7140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzj-1KuIAI/AAAAAAAAAi0/GekmfJK8muY/s320/IMG_7140.jpg" width="213" /&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/8848619587139905166-1297479756541934763?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/1297479756541934763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=1297479756541934763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1297479756541934763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1297479756541934763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TMzjgPAFN0I/AAAAAAAAAik/UKa1TfXreyQ/s72-c/IMG_7121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-386489143228060759</id><published>2010-10-24T06:57:00.022-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T10:56:45.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Monster -  forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyK6u-vuZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/HnSXi25uT7g/s1600/IMG_6420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyK6u-vuZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/HnSXi25uT7g/s320/IMG_6420.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made these cupcakes for Ryan's Preschool awhile back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And guess what? 1 kid,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;only 1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; kid new who this was. (Gasp) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man - I feel old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-386489143228060759?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/386489143228060759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=386489143228060759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/386489143228060759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/386489143228060759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/10/cookie-monster-forgotten.html' title='Cookie Monster -  forgotten'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyK6u-vuZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/HnSXi25uT7g/s72-c/IMG_6420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-4549620936266540570</id><published>2010-10-20T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T20:06:20.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Sharpies but......</title><content type='html'>One morning, Ryan came into my room to find me (I was still snuggling in my bed) . He had just woken up and was hungry for breakfast. He hugged and kissed me, then he turned around.... and this is what I saw.....&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TL-sWU1NmoI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/G8AZFsAGY3I/s1600/IMG_7006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TL-sWU1NmoI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/G8AZFsAGY3I/s320/IMG_7006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What in the?????? I asked Ryan if he knew 'who had dun it'. He had no clue. Well, I figured it out! Matt had gotten in trouble the night before. Apparently this was his way of getting back at me! &amp;nbsp;He wrote on Ryans neck after he had fallen asleep! It was a good think he was at school, or Matt would have been in big trouble. Little Stinker. Instead, by the time he got home from school, I was cracking up about it! Lucky Duck! What will my kids think of next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-4549620936266540570?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/4549620936266540570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=4549620936266540570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4549620936266540570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4549620936266540570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-sharpies-but.html' title='I love Sharpies but......'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TL-sWU1NmoI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/G8AZFsAGY3I/s72-c/IMG_7006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-5039101576161898880</id><published>2010-10-18T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T12:20:14.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoodrat Ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I need some gangsta, I'm so thug......&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TLybSeKwXQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/3GvTRUZvsms/s1600/IMG_6932.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/_99W5s1pOafE/TLybSeKwXQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/3GvTRUZvsms/s320/IMG_6932.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, here is Ryan getting his gangsta on. He was rockin his Mario and Luigi hat with his "no girls allowed shirt". He was just awesome this day. I think I laugh at him everyday, but this day was memorable! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLycB4HoMbI/AAAAAAAAAiI/EARCxEbCrko/s1600/IMG_6938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLycB4HoMbI/AAAAAAAAAiI/EARCxEbCrko/s320/IMG_6938.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLybKtjVKhI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ymtFDsliI_0/s1600/IMG_6931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLybKtjVKhI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ymtFDsliI_0/s320/IMG_6931.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLycJL4fh6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/NbxbA7tdcjU/s1600/IMG_6939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLycJL4fh6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/NbxbA7tdcjU/s320/IMG_6939.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLybyVDhfkI/AAAAAAAAAiA/fXqExUacWvs/s1600/IMG_6936.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/_99W5s1pOafE/TLybyVDhfkI/AAAAAAAAAiA/fXqExUacWvs/s320/IMG_6936.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyb52PF42I/AAAAAAAAAiE/PCxkfueoHSw/s1600/IMG_6937.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyb52PF42I/AAAAAAAAAiE/PCxkfueoHSw/s320/IMG_6937.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-5039101576161898880?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/5039101576161898880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=5039101576161898880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5039101576161898880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5039101576161898880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/10/hoodrat-ryan.html' title='Hoodrat Ryan'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLybSeKwXQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/3GvTRUZvsms/s72-c/IMG_6932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-6896016133754396549</id><published>2010-10-18T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T12:05:17.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matt turned 10 this last July! We had a fun day with all of his friends over for a pool Party. Even though it disappoints him not to have his birthday during the school year, he is the only kid in our family that can have a pool party! &amp;nbsp;So what are 10 things we love about our Matthew.....&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyVxhegfFI/AAAAAAAAAho/0mUYXkHmjvM/s1600/IMG_6843.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyVxhegfFI/AAAAAAAAAho/0mUYXkHmjvM/s400/IMG_6843.jpg" width="266" /&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;1. He is so &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sweet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with Cait and Ryan. (Most of the time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. He loves to give &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;hugs and kisses.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. He will &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;eat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; a whole bag of pretzels....&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;on the sly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. His soft &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;brown eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;dimples&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. His &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sneakiness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. (We had to put a lock on the pantry door to keep him out).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. That he &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; likes to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;lounge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in his robe and underwear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. He is usually&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; willing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to help mom when I need him too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. He &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;isn't&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a tween yet. &amp;nbsp;(Thank goodness)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. He is stubborn &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cute like his dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. I'm &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; taller than him! :)&lt;/div&gt;&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;Mark also celebrates his birthday in the summer! It isn't a big hulabaloo for him and I anymore. But we still do a cake and a few presents for the old man. :) Here he is, sooooo excited to blow out the candles... I wander where our boys get their goofiness? I love you baby! :) Happy 36th.....&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyVdBNp_1I/AAAAAAAAAhk/EaWq19TrldM/s1600/IMG_6639.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyVdBNp_1I/AAAAAAAAAhk/EaWq19TrldM/s320/IMG_6639.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-6896016133754396549?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/6896016133754396549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=6896016133754396549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6896016133754396549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6896016133754396549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/10/summertime-birthdays.html' title='Summertime Birthdays!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyVxhegfFI/AAAAAAAAAho/0mUYXkHmjvM/s72-c/IMG_6843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-6300960894556494362</id><published>2010-10-18T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T11:38:41.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you Ready for some Football?</title><content type='html'>Josh and Matt both signed up for Football this year. Yeah! I am such a football mom. It has been so much fun to see them practice and play. They were very excited to get their gear. Josh wore his all the time..... Even to play guitar hero! Unfortunately Josh broke his thumb in a scrimmage game at the beginning of the season and hasn't been able to play since! His team is very good. They are undefeated so far! Go Storm!&lt;br /&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyRjfHs31I/AAAAAAAAAhI/o731lomjpEY/s1600/IMG_6850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyRjfHs31I/AAAAAAAAAhI/o731lomjpEY/s320/IMG_6850.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/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyR-CHFjbI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TqWUARz4xOA/s1600/IMG_6871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyR-CHFjbI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TqWUARz4xOA/s320/IMG_6871.JPG" width="320" /&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;Matt is so fun to watch on the field! He has fancy footwork. Doesn't like to get tackled, but he is out there trying hard to get the guy with the ball! Go Matt! He is on the Rage this season!&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLySrQvBh1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/hNbvZxoCftA/s1600/IMG_6967.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLySrQvBh1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/hNbvZxoCftA/s320/IMG_6967.jpg" width="213" /&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/8848619587139905166-6300960894556494362?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/6300960894556494362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=6300960894556494362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6300960894556494362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6300960894556494362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/10/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are you Ready for some Football?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyRjfHs31I/AAAAAAAAAhI/o731lomjpEY/s72-c/IMG_6850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-1332736237929346555</id><published>2010-10-18T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T11:24:10.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school.....I am way behind!</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in so long. I have soo many cute pics of the kids and all the things they have been up too. And I know you are all dying to see all of them. I need to hurry and update! &amp;nbsp;So here is the first day of school for my kids, which was in August! I wish we started school after labor day. August just still feels like summer to me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does this picture just say it all? &amp;nbsp;7th grade, waaaay to cool for school! Josh is such a ham! He loves being a goofball. Have fun in Middle School this year dude! :)&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyNp08_oII/AAAAAAAAAhE/SCS93XZN_1I/s1600/IMG_6886.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyNp08_oII/AAAAAAAAAhE/SCS93XZN_1I/s320/IMG_6886.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;Here is our Matthew. Not wanting to smile big. He looks so suave and mysterious yes? He to is a goofball. Matt is a big 5th grader this year! Good luck Matty! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyM2rfYUfI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CYXqQ0gfjqk/s1600/IMG_6888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyM2rfYUfI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CYXqQ0gfjqk/s320/IMG_6888.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;Here is our cute little Caitlin! She starts 1st grade this year. She is very excited! She can't wait to see all of her friends she has missed all summer long. Especially Lupita and Shirley! :) Good luck Kitty Kat!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyNa7FXsFI/AAAAAAAAAhA/VXzQ2BMC_2Y/s1600/IMG_6885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyNa7FXsFI/AAAAAAAAAhA/VXzQ2BMC_2Y/s320/IMG_6885.JPG" width="320" /&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 last but not least...our Ry Guy. Ryan! He is in preschool! He's a little bummed he isn't in the big kids school. Next year! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; excited to be going to Miss Mindy's and Miss Nikki's preschools this year though! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyNAHARP-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/sgavDsgqKhc/s1600/IMG_6897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyNAHARP-I/AAAAAAAAAg8/sgavDsgqKhc/s320/IMG_6897.JPG" width="320" /&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/8848619587139905166-1332736237929346555?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/1332736237929346555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=1332736237929346555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1332736237929346555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1332736237929346555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-day-of-schooli-am-way-behind.html' title='First day of school.....I am way behind!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/TLyNp08_oII/AAAAAAAAAhE/SCS93XZN_1I/s72-c/IMG_6886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-7176624305190239435</id><published>2010-08-04T13:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T13:29:46.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its almost here!</title><content type='html'>Back to school! WooooHooooo! I am so excited for school to be starting. We have had a great summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-7176624305190239435?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/7176624305190239435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=7176624305190239435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7176624305190239435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7176624305190239435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-almost-here.html' title='Its almost here!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-9059146441774796235</id><published>2010-01-30T20:04:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:08:32.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death by Chocolate Chocolate Chip Cupcake...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had some fun today with the kids. We made some yummy goodies for my girlfriends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/S2TzcC9OAbI/AAAAAAAAAfU/qnNARRXeqNw/s1600-h/IMG_5839_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432734713671188914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/S2TzcC9OAbI/AAAAAAAAAfU/qnNARRXeqNw/s320/IMG_5839_3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/S2TzbxDCfSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/2ugPeclnUdU/s1600-h/IMG_5846_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432734708863761698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/S2TzbxDCfSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/2ugPeclnUdU/s320/IMG_5846_4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-9059146441774796235?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/9059146441774796235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=9059146441774796235' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/9059146441774796235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/9059146441774796235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2010/01/death-by-chocolate-chocolate-chip.html' title='Death by Chocolate Chocolate Chip Cupcake...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/S2TzcC9OAbI/AAAAAAAAAfU/qnNARRXeqNw/s72-c/IMG_5839_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-4544235115431292033</id><published>2009-09-13T19:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:35:13.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 year olds....</title><content type='html'>Ryan found me in the kitchen yesterday while  I was canning some pears. He looked up at me and said, "I want some strange cheese from the kickin."  Huh?  I finally figured out he wanted some string cheese from the kitchen.   A while back he was talking about the 'toremaydoh'. Tornado.  Another time he was enthuised to tell me that Bella was not barping (barking) at him anymore. Lately, if you ask him what he wants he will say 'anything'. What he really means is 'nothing'. Very confusing. He also likes to change his mind constantly. I will say "Ryan, do you what ...... la la la.  He will say no.  Then he will change his mind back and forth at least 5 times before I loose my patience and put it on the counter. Then he gets mad and throws it on the floor. huh. 3 year olds. We love em. But they have a mind all their own.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-4544235115431292033?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/4544235115431292033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=4544235115431292033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4544235115431292033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4544235115431292033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-year-olds.html' title='3 year olds....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-2050845201777501621</id><published>2009-09-10T19:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:12:06.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavenly Cowgirl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night Caitlin, Ryan and I were driving in the car. Caitlin said "Mom, what will Jesus turn me into?" I wasn't sure what she was talking about, but I said, "When we die we will live with Heavenly Father, and we will look like we do now." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was very disappointed and said "OH. I wanted him to turn me into a Cowgirl".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few pictures of one of Caitlin's 'gardening' outfits. This was when Jessica and I were putting in most of the plants in the backyard. She had to get 'dressed' appropriately to help plant the flowers around her cottage. She even did her own hair with bows and everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380038880631790290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sqm823XZGtI/AAAAAAAAAek/dMJPkyl8si4/s320/IMG_5313_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow! I wish my legs still looked this cute in a short skirt and boots.  Giddy up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380038890292765090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sqm83bWv4aI/AAAAAAAAAes/BYjOFW7WS00/s320/IMG_5310_1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380038912605276738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sqm84uedykI/AAAAAAAAAe8/VntkfCH5abQ/s320/IMG_5309_3.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-2050845201777501621?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/2050845201777501621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=2050845201777501621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2050845201777501621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2050845201777501621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/09/heavenly-cowgirl.html' title='Heavenly Cowgirl...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sqm823XZGtI/AAAAAAAAAek/dMJPkyl8si4/s72-c/IMG_5313_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-1009351375944254943</id><published>2009-09-02T17:46:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:36:56.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowgirl Lessons....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sp8dcfP4-oI/AAAAAAAAAeE/6XVnciDMySw/s1600-h/IMG_5343-edited_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377048855365352066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sp8dcfP4-oI/AAAAAAAAAeE/6XVnciDMySw/s320/IMG_5343-edited_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sp8ZOpDWUII/AAAAAAAAAd0/yc0_sWS2_ZM/s1600-h/IMG_5343_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377048320268156290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sp8c9V2xvYI/AAAAAAAAAd8/4-VxgzvQ9es/s320/IMG_5320-edited_1.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cait has been taking horse riding lessons this summer. (Again, sooo cute. Isn't she always? Her legs are so short... she has special stirrups. And when she tries to kick to giddyup it is hilarious because the horse can't even feel it.) Anyway, she is funny because when I pick her up from lessons I always ask her what she learned. She never really has much to say...I rode 'Grandma' the horse yada yada yada. But she never really gives me any details. So it is my favorite when she randomly tells me about what cowgirls do, usually we are out running errands or just hanging around the house when she mentions things like....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey mom, cowgirls don't need water bottles. Cowgirls drink from a hose".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey mom, this is how you are supposed to hold the reigns. (Demonstrates to me from the back seat) Cowgirls do it with 1 hand, not 2."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I think I need those sharp pointy thingys for my boots". (spurs, uhhhh not a chance Cait) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We should NOT get a bull. It would run us over"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cowgirls don't hold on to the horns, just when you want to lasso a cow" - Good to know. I wander if I could round up the kids for dinner that way? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cowgirls don't have to go fast, you can go slow if you want to." (Are you guessing she does not like to gallop? Therefor it is just fine to go slow. This is why she chooses to ride 'grandma' everyday.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, according to Cait, now you know how to be a cowgirl! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-1009351375944254943?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/1009351375944254943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=1009351375944254943' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1009351375944254943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1009351375944254943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/09/cowgirl-lessons.html' title='Cowgirl Lessons....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sp8dcfP4-oI/AAAAAAAAAeE/6XVnciDMySw/s72-c/IMG_5343-edited_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-7048487973661688460</id><published>2009-08-30T20:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:48:14.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan's Cootie Catcher</title><content type='html'>So today was Stake Conference at church.  A 2 hour meeting with no breaks, hundreds of people crammed into the chapel and cultural hall. I have to admit, with 4 kids it is hard to really feel the spirit or hear anything for that matter, but we do our best.  Isn't that what is important?  :)  Okay, so I was pretty sure the meeting was almost over.  We'd heard like 6 people talk, the choir had sung twice, the congregation had sung the intermediate hymn.  I looked over at Mark (who I am pretty sure was downloading midnight sun on his phone. Men can get away with that though, they just pretend they are reading their scriptures. uh huh. whatever.) Anyway, I asked him what time it was...10:07.  Are you serious?  We had a whole nother hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;I took Ryan for a little walk&lt;/strong&gt;.  We got a drink.  La la la.  Got back to our seats, and Mark had &lt;strong&gt;made Cait a Cootie Catcher&lt;/strong&gt;. Very appropriate for Cait. The only friend names from school she can remember are all the &lt;strong&gt;little boys&lt;/strong&gt;. Okay, so Ryan decides he wants 'one' too. Mark won't make it for him, so I told him I would.  I am half way through folding the paper when &lt;strong&gt;Ryan shouts&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"I want my Booty Catcher"&lt;/strong&gt;. He &lt;strong&gt;will not stop screaming&lt;/strong&gt; this &lt;strong&gt;over and over&lt;/strong&gt;. I was &lt;strong&gt;laughing&lt;/strong&gt; so hard I could not continue to make it, so he kept screaming, and I kept laughing, and he got so mad he &lt;strong&gt;wadded the paper up&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;threw it across the aisle&lt;/strong&gt;. The man it hit just smiled. Nice of him to do so since we were disrupting the whole area we were seated in.  So I had to pick Ryan up, screaming about his Booty Catcher and haul him out of the chapel.  &lt;strong&gt;Him and I did not go back in. We went outside to look for weird bugs&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan is probably the funniest kid I know. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyday is fun...in all kinds of adventurous ways! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-7048487973661688460?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/7048487973661688460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=7048487973661688460' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7048487973661688460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7048487973661688460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/08/ryans-cootie-catcher.html' title='Ryan&apos;s Cootie Catcher'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-6201735406849769045</id><published>2009-08-30T19:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:25:35.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caits 'Red' Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SptBftx3nKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/pXZRnR3NkxY/s1600-h/IMG_5381_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962593317330082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SptBftx3nKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/pXZRnR3NkxY/s320/IMG_5381_1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;School is back in session. I haven't blogged that yet, or alot of other stuff, I will do a recap later. For now, you get to hear about Cait. She officially started Kindergarten a few weeks ago. SSOOOOOO Excited! She &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;could not wait&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to go to school like her big brothers. She &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loves all her new friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. She loves them so much &lt;strong&gt;she cannot stop talking&lt;/strong&gt; during classtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids start each day with a &lt;strong&gt;green light&lt;/strong&gt;. If they misbehave during the day, they get a &lt;strong&gt;yellow light,&lt;/strong&gt; and if they are really bad (gasp) they get a &lt;strong&gt;red light&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, too many days are Red days for Caitlin. Almost everyday we get a &lt;strong&gt;note home&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;from her teacher&lt;/strong&gt; letting us know how many times she had to talk to Cait about &lt;strong&gt;not talking&lt;/strong&gt;. Cait will say "today, I got &lt;strong&gt;really really really red.&lt;/strong&gt; Like 6 times red". It is &lt;strong&gt;so cute&lt;/strong&gt; it is hard to get mad at her. (You know what I mean if you know Cait.) We have talked to her &lt;strong&gt;over and over&lt;/strong&gt; about sitting still and trying really hard not to talk to her neighbors, but is just &lt;strong&gt;isn't working. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Friday, &lt;strong&gt;Cait came home with bad news&lt;/strong&gt;. She had so many redlights she got a behavior improvement paper aka &lt;strong&gt;BIP&lt;/strong&gt;. Uh Oh. Not only had &lt;strong&gt;she talked all day&lt;/strong&gt; (by the way, I am taking no responsibility for that trait, it is all on Mark. If he wasn't such a chatterbug and social butterfly, Cait would have inherited my quiet shyness and perfect behavior!) Anywho, so she got &lt;strong&gt;busted&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;talking&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;playing in the bathroom, and &lt;em&gt;cutting off her hair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (GASP...not sarcastic this time) I have been &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice mom&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;about everything until I saw the &lt;strong&gt;haircut she gave herself during art time&lt;/strong&gt;. Remember, we did this&lt;em&gt; last Halloween&lt;/em&gt;! Fortunately last year she cut hair underneath so that the longer hairs covered it up. Well, &lt;strong&gt;not this time&lt;/strong&gt;. This time she cut off &lt;strong&gt;half of one of her ponytails.&lt;/strong&gt; I WAS NOT HAPPY. So she was grounded Friday night in her room. &lt;strong&gt;We cut paper. NOT HAIR! NEVER HAIR! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long story short, she went to Ellie's saturday. Ellie's mom does hair. She gave Cait a really cute bob. &lt;strong&gt;Cait loves it&lt;/strong&gt;. She can't stop &lt;strong&gt;flipping her hair&lt;/strong&gt; around. &lt;strong&gt;So Cute&lt;/strong&gt;. We love you Caitlin! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962010873090674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SptA90AV0nI/AAAAAAAAAdU/X_IH9Np1n5g/s320/IMG_5383_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962006384752306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SptA9jSPNrI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nolSgLufewM/s320/IMG_5388_3.JPG" /&gt; She really looks like me in this picture!  How crazy. I will have to look around for a similar one of me.  She had me take several photos of her with her new haircut.  I loved her long hair, but I guess it is time for something new. Cait...you are growing up too fast!!!  I wish you could have stayed 4 forever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/8848619587139905166-6201735406849769045?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/6201735406849769045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=6201735406849769045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6201735406849769045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6201735406849769045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/08/caits-red-friday.html' title='Caits &apos;Red&apos; Friday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SptBftx3nKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/pXZRnR3NkxY/s72-c/IMG_5381_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-2890454584939001048</id><published>2009-07-24T21:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:11:05.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362245608678695554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SmqF-H-xIoI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gy5uEAznTOE/s320/Wickedwitch.jpg" /&gt;Last week Mark and I took the boys to Phoenix to see &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wicked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We had a great time!!! (We are however, very glad we do not live in Phoenix. Way too hot. 108 at dinner time, wow...) Anywho, we had a really fun time. Matt has been listening to the Wicked soundtrack on his I-Pod since we got home. Josh is excellent at playing Glenda...toss toss. :) Josh, you are soooo popular. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mark and I went to see Wicked in New York in April. We had never seen it before. Loved it so much we saw it twice. :) I am sure it helped that we got kickin seats both times. (It's all about who you know. Seth hooked us up......With all of his military and bodyguard training and his swankified Lawyering skills, he was able to rig it so we got &lt;strong&gt;great seats&lt;/strong&gt;, met the &lt;strong&gt;stars of the show&lt;/strong&gt;, and even did some crazy &lt;em&gt;recon black ops&lt;/em&gt; stuff to &lt;strong&gt;sneek us backstage&lt;/strong&gt; to see all the props. :) How totally cool is that? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hee hee. Love you Seth. &lt;/span&gt;The girl that played Elphaba, that Nicole Parker girl... She was really good! So excited we got to see her perform! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nicole you are amazing! Thanks for everything. &lt;/span&gt;Bill and Susan met us in New York. What fun we had! Who knew we all had it in us to go to a show everynight,&lt;em&gt; then&lt;/em&gt; go to dinner until wee hours of the morning, and still walk through time square at 2am. Whew, makes me tired just remembering it. :)&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/8848619587139905166-2890454584939001048?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/2890454584939001048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=2890454584939001048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2890454584939001048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2890454584939001048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/07/wicked.html' title='Wicked'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SmqF-H-xIoI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gy5uEAznTOE/s72-c/Wickedwitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-4880084555613311683</id><published>2009-07-05T18:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:08:35.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My name is Amy, and I'm addicted to....Webkinz.com</title><content type='html'>Ok,  stop laughing!  Were any of you wandering where I was??????  I have not been blogging, or facebooking for the last 3 months because I really love to play on webkinz. (It uses up all my daily alotted computer time.) It all started when we gave Caitlin a webkinz for her birthday in March.  I got addicted to playing Pizza Palace...then I got sucked into webkinz gardening. I am NOT a green thumb in real life.  So what is better than a virtual garden that I can grow, and then sell my crops?  So about a week after Cait's birthday, I had to buy myself my own webkinz. I got a cute little Lamb that Josh helped me name..... Fluffy Biscuit.  My favorite game to play right now is Quizzy's word challenge.  It is not timed, so I can start a game and do a new word everytime I pass through the kitchen.  See, I am HOOKED.  I garden, feed my pets (yes, I have 3), and do all the daily activities while I eat breakfast every morning.  So, there you have it. I have blogged my addiction to webkinz.  Sad but true.  I have recommited myself to updating all the fun and crazy things the Redford's have been up to since March!!!!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-4880084555613311683?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/4880084555613311683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=4880084555613311683' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4880084555613311683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4880084555613311683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-name-is-amy-and-im-addicted.html' title='My name is Amy, and I&apos;m addicted to....Webkinz.com'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-1814289022718717088</id><published>2009-04-08T13:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:32:33.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cait Turns 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can hardly believe that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Cait turned 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in March. Time seems to just fly by! Her birthday happened to be the first day of Josh and Matt's Spring Break , and Mark had the day off..so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;everyone was home celebrate with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sd0FPPev0VI/AAAAAAAAAcE/wuEEwq8U8DU/s1600-h/IMG_4773_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322416094033465682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sd0FPPev0VI/AAAAAAAAAcE/wuEEwq8U8DU/s320/IMG_4773_1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her daddy went out early and picked up some of her favorite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;donuts for her breakfast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky Girl! After breakfast, we packed up the crew and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Phoenix Zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cait loved the animals, and the cotton candy&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322416090788781794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sd0FPDZJ3uI/AAAAAAAAAb8/XPN3rTCjHOQ/s320/IMG_4819_4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;cute cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just for Cait, then she opened presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was excited about her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;'My little pet shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And her new &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Princess Bike&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Happy Birthday Cait. We love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322416085585139314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sd0FOwAglnI/AAAAAAAAAb0/k86Sz8Win_g/s320/IMG_4820_3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sd0FO45YFbI/AAAAAAAAAbs/QceX7fvtsjU/s1600-h/IMG_4814_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322416087971141042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sd0FO45YFbI/AAAAAAAAAbs/QceX7fvtsjU/s320/IMG_4814_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8848619587139905166-1814289022718717088?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/1814289022718717088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=1814289022718717088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1814289022718717088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1814289022718717088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/04/cait-turns-5.html' title='Cait Turns 5'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sd0FPPev0VI/AAAAAAAAAcE/wuEEwq8U8DU/s72-c/IMG_4773_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-6249333497702615974</id><published>2009-04-05T18:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:30:09.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bananas.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other morning, Ryan was in the kitchen and shouted "I want this Naked!" I quickly ran into the kitchen to see him holding a banana. LOL. So I 'stripped' the banana for him. Then it broke in half and he was sad. Cait heard the commotion and decided she wanted one too. I love my little monkeys! :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321384187709556722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SdlauY3PB_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/0tcNP_OEZf8/s320/IMG_4758_4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321384187899436514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SdlauZkgXeI/AAAAAAAAAbU/9piQXZBXzMM/s320/IMG_4761_3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321384186841216786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SdlauVoNNxI/AAAAAAAAAbM/knLxMEfCvSU/s320/IMG_4762_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321384181050667554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SdlauADociI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Eo3ooZNqwaA/s320/IMG_4766_1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-6249333497702615974?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/6249333497702615974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=6249333497702615974' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6249333497702615974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6249333497702615974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/04/bananas.html' title='Bananas.....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SdlauY3PB_I/AAAAAAAAAbc/0tcNP_OEZf8/s72-c/IMG_4758_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-5105989972336336192</id><published>2009-03-12T14:30:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:11:26.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Walk in the Rocks.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOwGDj8TI/AAAAAAAAAaM/vyjiVnGrSXQ/s1600-h/IMG_4746_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312434192370626866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOwGDj8TI/AAAAAAAAAaM/vyjiVnGrSXQ/s320/IMG_4746_7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; This weekend&lt;/strong&gt; we decided to go to &lt;strong&gt;Watson Lake&lt;/strong&gt; (a local lake) and &lt;strong&gt;hike/walk&lt;/strong&gt; around. It was such a &lt;strong&gt;beautiful morning&lt;/strong&gt;. The water was &lt;strong&gt;smooth&lt;/strong&gt; and the sky was a &lt;strong&gt;crisp blue&lt;/strong&gt;. It was fun to hike up around all the &lt;strong&gt;Granite Dells&lt;/strong&gt; (the huge rocks). I hadn't been hiking through the rocks before... Mark has taken Josh &amp;amp; Matt a few months back. &lt;strong&gt;What fun we had&lt;/strong&gt;! Jessica was still with us. (She came down for a girls weekend with me! :) I'll blog about that next!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312441883864461554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmVvzGl8PI/AAAAAAAAAaU/MVYvrdt5SbQ/s320/IMG_4740_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Watson Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOvu9982I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/eRdGcreWffU/s1600-h/IMG_4732_9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312434186173150050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOvu9982I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/eRdGcreWffU/s320/IMG_4732_9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312433653538014050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOQuv2w2I/AAAAAAAAAZU/RJGuUMSFyg4/s320/IMG_4725_5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Caitlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOvab5PaI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZX6CLKrtrW4/s1600-h/IMG_4745_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312434180661525922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOvab5PaI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZX6CLKrtrW4/s320/IMG_4745_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joshua &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOQwbVc0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/hcIadaIX6Ws/s1600-h/IMG_4737_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312433653988815682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOQwbVc0I/AAAAAAAAAZs/hcIadaIX6Ws/s320/IMG_4737_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jessica, Ryan &amp;amp; Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOQ7z1R7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/-VoO8S7FGNk/s1600-h/IMG_4731_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312433657044354994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOQ7z1R7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/-VoO8S7FGNk/s320/IMG_4731_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt &amp;amp; Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOQzUgJYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/vubwWYmpZ6w/s1600-h/IMG_4726_10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312433654765462914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOQzUgJYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/vubwWYmpZ6w/s320/IMG_4726_10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark, Ryan, Matt, Josh &amp;amp; Cait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312441885423758514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmVv46W7LI/AAAAAAAAAac/xooAVdLoZcg/s320/IMG_4743_8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jessica&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-5105989972336336192?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/5105989972336336192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=5105989972336336192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5105989972336336192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5105989972336336192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/03/walk-in-rocks.html' title='A Walk in the Rocks.....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SbmOwGDj8TI/AAAAAAAAAaM/vyjiVnGrSXQ/s72-c/IMG_4746_7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-7660659432052923774</id><published>2009-03-04T19:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:54:52.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh's 11th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sa87GjuTwkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1PNpN54PnLY/s1600-h/IMG_4641_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309527469547831874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sa87GjuTwkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1PNpN54PnLY/s320/IMG_4641_1_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my darling Josh on his 11th birthday. I know it is a goofy picture, but Josh is a fun, goofy kinda kid. He loves to joke and have fun!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is an off year for Josh's birthday, which is &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to mean that he didn't have a 'huge' party with a bunch of friends, cake, ice cream etc.  Well, Josh managed to drag his birthday out so that he ended up having a birth&lt;em&gt;week&lt;/em&gt;, instead of birth&lt;em&gt;day&lt;/em&gt;. Monday, 2 days before his birthday, we went to eat at Texas Roadhouse, his favorite restaurant, we gave him our gifts that night. Then on Wednesday his birthday, I decorated and we had 'the family party' which included yummy chocolate cupcakes and balloons. Then on Saturday he managed to talk us into having a 'small friend party', which included 2 friends and pizza. Josh had the evening scheduled. Seriously. I should have taken a picture of the 'to do' list. It was something like this... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. open presents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. play nerf guns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Eat Pizza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. play video games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Ride bikes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mark and I are total suckers!  Josh ended up having a whole week of celebrating instead of just a day!  He said it was better than having one big party!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you Joshy woodle doodle bug!  Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-7660659432052923774?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/7660659432052923774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=7660659432052923774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7660659432052923774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7660659432052923774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/03/joshs-11th-birthday.html' title='Josh&apos;s 11th Birthday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/Sa87GjuTwkI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1PNpN54PnLY/s72-c/IMG_4641_1_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-3648375397534244216</id><published>2009-02-24T13:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T13:44:55.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies for New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SaRbxgwcSpI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Lv-AG0D83lE/s1600-h/IMG_4625_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306467167114119826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SaRbxgwcSpI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Lv-AG0D83lE/s320/IMG_4625_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi y'all. Mom and Jess wanted a picture of the cookies I did for some magazine in New York. They were pitching something to Nivea. Hope it went well!! I am having to much fun to call this work! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-3648375397534244216?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/3648375397534244216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=3648375397534244216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/3648375397534244216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/3648375397534244216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/02/cookies-for-new-york.html' title='Cookies for New York'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SaRbxgwcSpI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Lv-AG0D83lE/s72-c/IMG_4625_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-8189375029181850213</id><published>2009-02-20T05:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T05:41:23.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Dinner....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For Valentines day, Mark and I went to dinner with Bill &amp;amp; Susan, and Laura &amp;amp; Gregg. It was really nice to sit and visit with adults for the evening!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; love you Mark. Happy Valentines Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304858392498552178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6kmgSgPXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4BZCnfPN78k/s320/IMG_4580_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-8189375029181850213?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/8189375029181850213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=8189375029181850213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8189375029181850213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8189375029181850213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-dinner.html' title='Valentine Dinner....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6kmgSgPXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4BZCnfPN78k/s72-c/IMG_4580_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-6280289188489188835</id><published>2009-02-20T04:50:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T05:35:42.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We spent &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Valentines Day&lt;/span&gt; weekend in Irvine visiting Marks family. I was hoping for warm weather with lots of green grass, lush trees and of course &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;SUN.&lt;/span&gt; Well.....it was &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cool and rainy&lt;/span&gt;... With a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;little bit of sunshine&lt;/span&gt; mixed in. We still had alot of fun. Friday, the kids really wanted to go swimming. So we went, in the rain! It was cold, I had conveniently&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;forgotten my swimsuit&lt;/span&gt; this trip, (It's only Feb. I am not swimsuit ready!) but the kids and Mark had theirs, so we found a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;heated pool&lt;/span&gt; and spent an hour or so &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;splashing and diving&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; it was &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sunny, and a little warmer&lt;/span&gt;. So we decided to take the kids to the beach. We are smart enough now to take extra clothes with us whenever we go &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to the beach&lt;/span&gt;. Even though it's February, and we told the kids the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;water would be very very cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, they wanted to 'Wade' in the water. Wade means swim, so we put their suits underneath their clothes. Good thing too! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was worried about&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Ryan&lt;/span&gt;. He can be a loose cannon, and I really didn't want him in the water. Well, luck was with us. He was&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; scared&lt;/span&gt; of the sounds &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;of the waves crashing&lt;/span&gt;. So he didn't even want to come down to the water. He kept running back to the parking lot. Eventually, we distracted him by getting him to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;chase the birds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6Z481hxOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/fWf_FZW1y5g/s1600-h/IMG_4472_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304846614771385570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6Z481hxOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/fWf_FZW1y5g/s320/IMG_4472_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Grandma and Papa Redford&lt;/span&gt; were watching &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;James&lt;/span&gt; for the weekend, so the 3 of them came to the beach with us!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6Z46uyXjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/KWOCnntKODI/s1600-h/IMG_4493_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304846614206242354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6Z46uyXjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/KWOCnntKODI/s320/IMG_4493_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here are the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3 brave kids&lt;/span&gt; venturing into the water.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6Z4yMjydI/AAAAAAAAAXs/HKZ0z2_aX9s/s1600-h/IMG_4504_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304846611915196882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6Z4yMjydI/AAAAAAAAAXs/HKZ0z2_aX9s/s320/IMG_4504_5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finding lots of fun stuff to play with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6Z41hDkmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/cVRf_Jwr2zo/s1600-h/IMG_4527_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304846612806472290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6Z41hDkmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/cVRf_Jwr2zo/s320/IMG_4527_6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Matt &lt;/span&gt;is always the one who wants to be &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;buried in the sand&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6ZitRmo0I/AAAAAAAAAXc/lMvJVUNEIiU/s1600-h/IMG_4542_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304846232637055810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6ZitRmo0I/AAAAAAAAAXc/lMvJVUNEIiU/s320/IMG_4542_7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6ZicitIsI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Y62Vjme2_EM/s1600-h/IMG_4545_8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304846228145382082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6ZicitIsI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Y62Vjme2_EM/s320/IMG_4545_8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Josh&lt;/span&gt; was so ready to get in the&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; freezing water&lt;/span&gt;. I think we must have dropped him too many times when he was a wee one. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304846973964727522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6aN275NOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/GADF49RJAwA/s320/IMG_4533_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After swimming for a little bit, he got out &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;complaining that he was co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ld&lt;/span&gt; and ready to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uh...we did tell him it would be cold. They just don't listen. Literally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Caitlin&lt;/span&gt; is my picture girl. She kept hitting &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;funny poses&lt;/span&gt; demanding that I take pictures of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6ZiQKW0GI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ywd1lPkPjt4/s1600-h/IMG_4548_10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304846224822030434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6ZiQKW0GI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ywd1lPkPjt4/s320/IMG_4548_10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After seeing Matt buried, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ryan &lt;/span&gt;decided he wanted to give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6ZiOxXHKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/DNQM8HPodNY/s1600-h/IMG_4551_11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304846224448756898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6ZiOxXHKI/AAAAAAAAAXE/DNQM8HPodNY/s320/IMG_4551_11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Laura&lt;/span&gt; came down to the beach to see us. This was a really cute shot of her and Susan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304846972390169602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6aNxEfXAI/AAAAAAAAAYM/iEgJvAzvvFo/s320/IMG_4577_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was such a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fun day&lt;/span&gt;. I love the beach. It is so &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;relaxing to sit and listen&lt;/span&gt; to the waves crash onto the shore. I really didn't want to leave........but we dried the kids off and headed home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I guess I can't really say I didn't want to leave. Mark got me a really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; cute little red surprise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for Valentines day, and I was a little anxious to ride home with the top down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304854008265828626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6gnTv96RI/AAAAAAAAAYs/H5847U_Gb-g/s320/beetle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know, I know, I am incredibly spoiled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-6280289188489188835?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/6280289188489188835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=6280289188489188835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6280289188489188835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6280289188489188835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZ6Z481hxOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/fWf_FZW1y5g/s72-c/IMG_4472_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-5914375551089425812</id><published>2009-02-10T08:32:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:50:05.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; finally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;snowed enough to &lt;strong&gt;stick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! This year we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;haven't had as much as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; last year. The kids have been waiting anxiously for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Snow, Snow, Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It snowed a &lt;strong&gt;few inches&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday and last night, enough for the schools to declare a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Snow Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Which means&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;No School today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They are excited, not sure if I am yet! It is amazing how kids are. On a normal school day, Mark and I have to &lt;strong&gt;drag them out of bed&lt;/strong&gt; to get them going. This morning, it is &lt;strong&gt;like they just new there was no school&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Josh and Matt were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;both up around 6 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I don't get it. Hmmm. Well anywho. I took some&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cute pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the &lt;strong&gt;kids playing&lt;/strong&gt; outside. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loves to run in the snow with the kids&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It is &lt;strong&gt;funny &lt;/strong&gt;to watch her tear around the yard in the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;So Happy Snow Day Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301195485571334690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZGhNQpiQiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/wyoZ7VqDTK4/s320/IMG_4407_7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Matt running in the snow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301195684308664466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZGhY1ANQJI/AAAAAAAAAW0/SRrnB6QNHmk/s320/IMG_4421_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Caitlin &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301195493730746658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZGhNvC5ASI/AAAAAAAAAWc/xdJdVonqVB8/s320/IMG_4417_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Matt again. He loves posing for the camera!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301195494418889938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZGhNxm9PNI/AAAAAAAAAWk/KnKq4MTLgXw/s320/IMG_4434_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan making snowballs. So Cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301195491267515746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZGhNl3nFWI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Hm7ILObToDk/s320/IMG_4411_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bella playing with her bear in the snow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301195497545007314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZGhN9QSANI/AAAAAAAAAWs/1KUmTp8IVYs/s320/IMG_4458_6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The view out the front door this morning. Beautiful! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-5914375551089425812?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/5914375551089425812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=5914375551089425812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5914375551089425812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5914375551089425812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SZGhNQpiQiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/wyoZ7VqDTK4/s72-c/IMG_4407_7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-7427134336401758836</id><published>2009-01-20T19:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:09:02.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly things we do....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were all being a little silly today. Cait ran around with under wear on her head.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293563907807886498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXaEU-C3vKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/eG1_Y5cs3Ag/s320/IMG_4142_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXaEVDlshKI/AAAAAAAAAVU/uwqGhOhIdZ0/s1600-h/IMG_4143_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293563909296129186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXaEVDlshKI/AAAAAAAAAVU/uwqGhOhIdZ0/s320/IMG_4143_5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the rest of us tried on a Grill that was all Bling! Mark would be so proud of our 'Sparkling Teeth!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXaEU__y7mI/AAAAAAAAAVE/sgI7SiNWxaA/s1600-h/IMG_4141_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293563908331859554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXaEU__y7mI/AAAAAAAAAVE/sgI7SiNWxaA/s320/IMG_4141_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXaEUZ1gZfI/AAAAAAAAAU8/eOcXZ6010G8/s1600-h/IMG_4139_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293563898088154610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXaEUZ1gZfI/AAAAAAAAAU8/eOcXZ6010G8/s320/IMG_4139_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXaEUN6_TII/AAAAAAAAAU0/BrUGvgUJ0Iw/s1600-h/IMG_4137_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293563894889925762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXaEUN6_TII/AAAAAAAAAU0/BrUGvgUJ0Iw/s320/IMG_4137_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-7427134336401758836?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/7427134336401758836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=7427134336401758836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7427134336401758836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7427134336401758836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/01/silly-things-we-do.html' title='Silly things we do....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXaEU-C3vKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/eG1_Y5cs3Ag/s72-c/IMG_4142_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-4903742536182625035</id><published>2009-01-19T16:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T17:03:36.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is What Girls Do When They Have A Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wow, it has been awhile sinced I blogged. I did not find the time during the holidays, so I have alot to catch up on!!!!! Right now I will just let you in on a &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;startling thing Cait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; said&lt;/span&gt; the other day when her and I were in the kitchen. She looked across the table at me and &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;struck a pose&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;she said &lt;/span&gt;......................&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293158198198782770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXUTVj-VyzI/AAAAAAAAAUs/6W0tsboEH7E/s320/IMG_4328_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;This is what girls do when they have a boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uh-Huh, do they now? It took me a few seconds to recover. Then I asked her where she learned this. She said Tom &amp;amp; Jerry. Apparantley the girl cat gives this look to Tom. Maybe she shouldn't be watching Tom &amp;amp; Jerry until she is 21 because I don't want her giving that look to any cute boys until then!!!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-4903742536182625035?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/4903742536182625035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=4903742536182625035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4903742536182625035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4903742536182625035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-what-girls-do-when-they-have.html' title='This Is What Girls Do When They Have A Boyfriend'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SXUTVj-VyzI/AAAAAAAAAUs/6W0tsboEH7E/s72-c/IMG_4328_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-4147395488217872921</id><published>2008-11-15T20:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:22:09.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HO-MAWK</title><content type='html'>I know that I am always blogging about all the funny things my kids do and say, Sorry.  It makes me smile, it might make you smile too..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Cailtin was telling me that I needed to fix Ryan's hair in a HO-MAWK. :) I love it. It is still making me laugh. Faux-Hawk, or Mohawk. I am not sure which she was going for, but it came out HOMAWK. Hee Hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-4147395488217872921?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/4147395488217872921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=4147395488217872921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4147395488217872921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4147395488217872921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/11/ho-mawk.html' title='HO-MAWK'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-7414815399032757882</id><published>2008-11-15T19:53:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:38:13.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Rid of the Skunks....well trying too.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR-PFs7-8pI/AAAAAAAAAUk/eDZI9z13TS4/s1600-h/IMG_4123_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269087417171636882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR-PFs7-8pI/AAAAAAAAAUk/eDZI9z13TS4/s320/IMG_4123_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, we still have the skunks. Mark called animal control, which turned out to be the local police department. They wouldn't come out and take care of the skunks for us, but they offered Mark a free trap so that we could catch them ourselves. OOHHHHH GOODY! Is anyone else laughing hysterically at this point? So he picked up the trap and brought it home. He then realized we needed to bait it. With what? A quick search on the internet lead us to these options.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.CHICKEN ENTRAILS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.CRACKNELS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.FISH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.FRESH INSECT LARVAE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.BREAD CRUST COATED IN PEANUT BUTTER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT THE????????? I quickly voted for bread and peanut butter. The other stuff totally grossed me out! eeccckkk. Ryan, Cait and Mark set the trap. Placed it in the yard. Then Mark covered the trap with a large beach towel. The police told him that a skunk won't spray what it can't see. Gut instinct tells me that isn't right. But I am not an expert. SOOO now the waiting begins........... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next morning all the bread and pb were gone, the trap had not sprung. HMMMM. I think we might have skunks come spring, because if we don't catch them soon, they will hibernate in the yard. (Atleast in Over The Hedge they hibernate).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not concerned we haven't caught the skunks. I am more concerned about what we will do when we DO catch the skunks. We will have to catch them one at a time. And release them one at a time. Which means we will be taking atleast 4 trips to 'the wild' to let them go. In what I ask? We don't have a truck, and neither Mark or I want a live skunk in our cars. HMMM. Any suggestions? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-7414815399032757882?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/7414815399032757882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=7414815399032757882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7414815399032757882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7414815399032757882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/11/getting-rid-of-skunkswell-trying-too.html' title='Getting Rid of the Skunks....well trying too.....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR-PFs7-8pI/AAAAAAAAAUk/eDZI9z13TS4/s72-c/IMG_4123_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-8088500453577229474</id><published>2008-11-15T19:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:16:25.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberty Days Performance</title><content type='html'>Josh had his first big band performance last week. The concert was centered around "being proud to be an American". Josh and another fellow trumpeter got to perform Taps in honor of all the veterans in the audience. It was such a great night!! Josh really loves his music. It was so fun to watch him perform. We are so proud of you Josh!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081107369037650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR-JWbF0D1I/AAAAAAAAAUE/XBaEF7MI9-s/s320/IMG_4082_14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR-JWlpCQiI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5qvKZ6gfT3I/s1600-h/IMG_4101_13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081110201123362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR-JWlpCQiI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5qvKZ6gfT3I/s320/IMG_4101_13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-8088500453577229474?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/8088500453577229474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=8088500453577229474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8088500453577229474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8088500453577229474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/11/liberty-days-performance.html' title='Liberty Days Performance'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR-JWbF0D1I/AAAAAAAAAUE/XBaEF7MI9-s/s72-c/IMG_4082_14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-8200749342605520567</id><published>2008-11-15T16:47:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:42:04.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last few days of Ryan's of adventures.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Oh Ryan. We love you soooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;We just can't keep up with you!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I thought&lt;/span&gt; Ryan was out in the backyard playing with the other kids. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He wasn't&lt;/span&gt;. I found him in the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;playroom with a black sharpie&lt;/span&gt; (his favorite drawing tool).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUSTED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The blue &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;walls are now decorated with Ryan's art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- So are his &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;cheeks&lt;/span&gt;, and his&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; shirt&lt;/span&gt; and his &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;belly&lt;/span&gt; etc.  I quickly removed the marker and escorted him outside to play with the other kids.  :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269073673456411474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR-Cltm7Y1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/brQxQs61GMA/s320/IMG_4133_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ryan was in the tub&lt;/span&gt;. I checked on him &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;every 2 minutes&lt;/span&gt; while I cleaned the kitchen. Well, I checked on him again, the curtain was closed around the tub and when I pulled it back,&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; this is what I found.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269036697273228786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR9g9al33fI/AAAAAAAAATc/STG8LI7m68s/s320/IMG_4115_7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ryan covered his eyes-figuring I wouldn't see the mess if I couldn't see him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;BUSTED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These items were in the basket along with &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2 full rolls of toilet paper that had disentegrated&lt;/span&gt; in the tub water. Yuck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR9g9G3yP7I/AAAAAAAAATU/t2UmRR1B7qE/s1600-h/IMG_4114_8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269036691979648946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR9g9G3yP7I/AAAAAAAAATU/t2UmRR1B7qE/s320/IMG_4114_8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See no evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR9g8-h4OkI/AAAAAAAAATM/Kc40Bjx3nY4/s1600-h/IMG_4113_9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269036689740282434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR9g8-h4OkI/AAAAAAAAATM/Kc40Bjx3nY4/s320/IMG_4113_9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here we see &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ryan in Josh's room&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;fish tank&lt;/span&gt;....yes, he has dumped the tank &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;upside down&lt;/span&gt; all over Josh's desk. He had a great time playing with the little orange rocks. I did not have a great time &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;cleaning it up. It took forever&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUSTED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR9fvBSDTgI/AAAAAAAAATE/T6Ia64GF0rQ/s1600-h/IMG_4080_15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269035350449409538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR9fvBSDTgI/AAAAAAAAATE/T6Ia64GF0rQ/s320/IMG_4080_15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan has also been &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;spinning around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; on the kitchen table&lt;/span&gt;, getting into the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;peanut butter jar&lt;/span&gt; when I wasn't looking, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hiding in my closet &lt;/span&gt;rearranging all the shoes. I took him with me to church to set up for a Relief Society Dinner. He &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;unset the tables as I set them&lt;/span&gt;. AAAHHHH!!!Where does he get the energy? I need some of it!!!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I think Ryan should have his own reality show, and a  series of Ryan adventure books.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;He is awesome.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-8200749342605520567?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/8200749342605520567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=8200749342605520567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8200749342605520567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8200749342605520567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-few-days-of-ryans-of-adventures.html' title='The last few days of Ryan&apos;s of adventures.....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR-Cltm7Y1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/brQxQs61GMA/s72-c/IMG_4133_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-8864180935546048563</id><published>2008-11-14T21:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:16:52.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't can butter!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so after research and informative emails from my awesome mom, I have found out that you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;can't and shouldn't can butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sorry! I am very sad about that!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-8864180935546048563?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/8864180935546048563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=8864180935546048563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8864180935546048563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8864180935546048563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-can-butter.html' title='Don&apos;t can butter!!!!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-5498351408247562287</id><published>2008-11-09T14:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:01:14.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can Can</title><content type='html'>I am so excited!  I just found a blog about random things that can be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;canned in jars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and guess what.....You Can&lt;em&gt; Can&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!  WOOOOO HOOOOOO! I can't wait to try it!!!!!!  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;youcancan.blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-5498351408247562287?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/5498351408247562287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=5498351408247562287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5498351408247562287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5498351408247562287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-can-can.html' title='You Can Can'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-5050579345526512908</id><published>2008-11-04T18:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:42:09.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hawk</title><content type='html'>I was getting&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dressed yesterday morning, and I told him next we would &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;do his hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;excited&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to get his hair done, which is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;not normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at all. Usually he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fights me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, so I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;don't do his hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; very often. When I got him up on the counter and sprayed his hair with water he said, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I want a Hawk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;." I thought about it for a minute before I realized he was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;asking &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to style&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; him with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A MOHAWK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This kid gets &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;funnier&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later in the day&lt;/em&gt;, he was talking about his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eagle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  What? Then I made the connection between his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hawk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Eagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, How he made it at&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is amazing!  &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan is a very smart little boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Our conclusion is that his favorite show &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Diego is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; teaching him &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-5050579345526512908?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/5050579345526512908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=5050579345526512908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5050579345526512908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5050579345526512908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/11/hawk.html' title='The Hawk'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-847718197825070374</id><published>2008-11-01T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:47:28.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast Ryan Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;crafty&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sneaky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sweet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adorable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So when I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;found Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;morning after &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sitting by a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of candy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 suckers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hanging out of his mouth, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;how could I be mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Too cute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! (and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sticky&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269033170781355810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR9dwJYsPyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/tjkAeXKKC-k/s320/IMG_4076_17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR9dwY9zCjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/SJCyYDR5dQ4/s1600-h/IMG_4077_16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269033174963522098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR9dwY9zCjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/SJCyYDR5dQ4/s320/IMG_4077_16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-847718197825070374?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/847718197825070374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=847718197825070374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/847718197825070374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/847718197825070374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/11/breakfast-ryan-style.html' title='Breakfast Ryan Style'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SR9dwJYsPyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/tjkAeXKKC-k/s72-c/IMG_4076_17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-5903630034228103377</id><published>2008-10-31T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:46:51.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treating Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well&lt;/strong&gt;, another &lt;strong&gt;successful&lt;/strong&gt; year &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;trick or treating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We &lt;strong&gt;went over&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for an hour or so to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Trunk-or-Treat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Then &lt;strong&gt;Josh, Matt, Cait and Dad&lt;/strong&gt; hit a few streets in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;neighborhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Ryan and I&lt;/strong&gt; came home to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hand out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the rest of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He had such a &lt;strong&gt;great time&lt;/strong&gt; answering the door and &lt;strong&gt;giving&lt;/strong&gt; each kid a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; huge handful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of candy. He didn't get the concept of &lt;strong&gt;1 candy&lt;/strong&gt; to each kid. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We have so much candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! We'll have &lt;strong&gt;enough&lt;/strong&gt; to last us until&lt;strong&gt; next&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQvMS-4TizI/AAAAAAAAASU/F5_h-UNaX2o/s1600-h/IMG_4075_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263525216001428274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQvMS-4TizI/AAAAAAAAASU/F5_h-UNaX2o/s320/IMG_4075_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Action shot on our way out the door&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263528602901653698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQvPYIEPqMI/AAAAAAAAASs/usJddj-H5uA/s320/IMG_4071_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Josh was very excited about his blowup Sumo costume&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263528602634864994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQvPYHEoyWI/AAAAAAAAASk/dPLtS0t5fRk/s320/IMG_4068_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt found this plumber costume irrestible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The crack in the back is hilarious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQvMSLUSIwI/AAAAAAAAASE/cqGcfot6TMo/s1600-h/IMG_4049_1_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263525202160132866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQvMSLUSIwI/AAAAAAAAASE/cqGcfot6TMo/s320/IMG_4049_1_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Caitlin was a magical Tinkerbell, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She danced around singing all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQvMPeTjPZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/M9Td6h52qCM/s1600-h/IMG_4070_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263525155717725586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQvMPeTjPZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/M9Td6h52qCM/s320/IMG_4070_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Arg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The cutest pirate on the block! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-5903630034228103377?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/5903630034228103377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=5903630034228103377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5903630034228103377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5903630034228103377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/trick-or-treating-fun.html' title='Trick or Treating Fun'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQvMS-4TizI/AAAAAAAAASU/F5_h-UNaX2o/s72-c/IMG_4075_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-2270085807944422027</id><published>2008-10-31T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:56:39.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>So here is the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;scary story for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I was putting my makeup on and doing my hair. This is what Caitlin was doing...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQtSLx2potI/AAAAAAAAARM/akVnCtmUJpw/s1600-h/IMG_4059_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263390951827153618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQtSLx2potI/AAAAAAAAARM/akVnCtmUJpw/s320/IMG_4059_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cutting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; her own &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I found her hair in the kitchen, in the bathroom, in her room, and in Ryan's room. She was &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all over the place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cutting and styling.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But that is not all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263391426563938322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQtSnaYuGBI/AAAAAAAAARk/-tHvQaWAGzs/s320/IMG_4067_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She also decided that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bella &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;needed a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haircut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  She managed to give her a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bare strip &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;down the middle of her head!  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I seriously can't believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I can't even wipe Bella's eyes with out her freaking out. How could Cait manage to do this?   &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263391429772750658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQtSnmVwr0I/AAAAAAAAARs/pk3bf7wihAg/s320/IMG_4065_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ryan wasn't watching Cait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  He was doing his own thing... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;getting some snacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out of the pantry. Apparantly he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;couldn't find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what he wanted so he decided to &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rearrange &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;things for me.  This is why I have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;lock on the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. How did I &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to lock it?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263391429114659922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQtSnj43BFI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YcRP575bgZw/s320/IMG_4058_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-2270085807944422027?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/2270085807944422027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=2270085807944422027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2270085807944422027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2270085807944422027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQtSLx2potI/AAAAAAAAARM/akVnCtmUJpw/s72-c/IMG_4059_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-7581721685964435647</id><published>2008-10-30T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:59:01.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falling leaves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; red,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;rown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Cool breezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gently&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;blowing.  The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of yummy &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;spices&lt;/span&gt; floating through the air, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;carving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pumpkins, drinking &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hot cocoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, baking fall&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;goodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the smell of a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woodburning fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;trick or treating&lt;/span&gt;, the smell of cold air, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;picking out pumpkins&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pumkin patch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, snuggling into &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;cold sheets&lt;/span&gt; at night. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This is my &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;favorite time&lt;/strong&gt; of year&lt;/span&gt;. It is so fun to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;decorate the house&lt;/span&gt; and spend time &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;doing fun things with the kids&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Today we made &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;caramel apples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for afterschool snack. The kids picked out an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;dunked it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;gooey caramel&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drizzled it with chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and decorated with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;halloween sprinkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;YUM!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpJQgfxGQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OsQ_3-XTvY8/s1600-h/IMG_4023_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263099662485756162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpJQgfxGQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OsQ_3-XTvY8/s320/IMG_4023_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ryan picking out his apple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpJQUbbHuI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-GrpegCH3Ms/s1600-h/IMG_4024_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263099659246313186" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpJQUbbHuI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-GrpegCH3Ms/s320/IMG_4024_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shining her apple&lt;/strong&gt;. (It's under the paper towel.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpJQZdMR5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/dnz59Nq300Y/s1600-h/IMG_4027_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263099660595906450" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpJQZdMR5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/dnz59Nq300Y/s320/IMG_4027_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt's apple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpJP6nuEAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/udtxof3NPx8/s1600-h/IMG_4029_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263099652318564354" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpJP6nuEAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/udtxof3NPx8/s320/IMG_4029_6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Making sure it tastes okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpJPq9lP_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/RsufIjcWGLs/s1600-h/IMG_4030_8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263099648115294194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpJPq9lP_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/RsufIjcWGLs/s320/IMG_4030_8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The finished product&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-7581721685964435647?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/7581721685964435647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=7581721685964435647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7581721685964435647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7581721685964435647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-time.html' title='Fall time...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpJQgfxGQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OsQ_3-XTvY8/s72-c/IMG_4023_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-97299661702514117</id><published>2008-10-28T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T19:50:16.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skunks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpwaT7xSkI/AAAAAAAAAQc/EAyItHPFnzc/s1600-h/IMG_4016-1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263142711865723458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpwaT7xSkI/AAAAAAAAAQc/EAyItHPFnzc/s320/IMG_4016-1_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;after school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Josh was looking out the back window and he casually said, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hey mom, I think there is a skunk in the backyard."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, upon further inspection, there was &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;not &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; skunk in the backyard, but there were &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; baby skunks&lt;/span&gt; in our backyard. Which means, there is probably a mom and a dad as well. WE think they are &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nesting &lt;/span&gt;in the back corner. So what do you think the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;They immediately wanted to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;throw things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the skunks. I quickly informed them that if they were &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sprayed by a skunk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they would be sleeping outside for the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;next week or two&lt;/span&gt; until the stink wore off. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This in NO Way discouraged them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from wanting to get at the skunks. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So what do you do&lt;/span&gt;? I locked all the kids in the house and threatened them with their lives if they went out back to bother the skunks. Of course they&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; snuck out&lt;/span&gt; when I was not looking. Apparently &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;they do not fear me at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Fortunately, no one has gotten sprayed. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hopefully the skunks will move on&lt;/span&gt; to someone elses backyard. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will keep you posted&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-97299661702514117?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/97299661702514117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=97299661702514117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/97299661702514117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/97299661702514117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/skunks.html' title='Skunks!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpwaT7xSkI/AAAAAAAAAQc/EAyItHPFnzc/s72-c/IMG_4016-1_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-647800870223244778</id><published>2008-10-27T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:49:00.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carving Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;For &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; night we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;carved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the front porch. This is usually &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing with the kids. I like to take pictures, but I am not an &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ooey gooey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; person at all. I did glove up and help out a few times. It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;really fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The kids picked out their own &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;patterns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and did their best. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; helped Ryan and Cait out, but the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Josh &amp;amp; Matt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did their own. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; was very excited about the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But when Mark cut into them to remove the tops, he &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;covered&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;his nose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and ran from the kitchen. From then on, he remained in his room watching Diego. Every 10 minutes he would check on us and our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....but everytime he did so it was with his nose covered so he couldn't smell the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Pumpkin 'guts'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQo3-XD1DSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZLquzzhAcTU/s1600-h/IMG_4013_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263080659017338146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQo3-XD1DSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZLquzzhAcTU/s320/IMG_4013_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQo3-2PHvjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/HkHRKvSO9DA/s1600-h/IMG_4014_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263080667386199602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQo3-2PHvjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/HkHRKvSO9DA/s320/IMG_4014_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQo39oO0vuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nFkfYNHx7N4/s1600-h/IMG_4012_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263080646446989026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQo39oO0vuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/nFkfYNHx7N4/s320/IMG_4012_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;mess clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ed up, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We put our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;PUMPKINS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;on the porch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Aren't they the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cutest pumpkins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263083589739391474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQo6o82aqfI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mocOTVixv6o/s320/IMG_4053_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ryan's Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263083599065118130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQo6pfl19bI/AAAAAAAAAOc/27C6NgKEqNY/s320/IMG_4054_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Matt's Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263083599195446914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQo6pgE6noI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4XQPu2VnI4E/s320/IMG_4055_5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Josh's Pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263083585083204898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQo6orgS5SI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EOwbPDGWK4w/s320/IMG_4052_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Caitlin's Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-647800870223244778?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/647800870223244778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=647800870223244778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/647800870223244778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/647800870223244778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/carving-pumpkins.html' title='Carving Pumpkins'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQo3-XD1DSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZLquzzhAcTU/s72-c/IMG_4013_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-8104240282080886349</id><published>2008-10-20T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:27:02.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny things that kids say</title><content type='html'>The other day Caitlin was trying so hard to say the word accident.  But it just wouldn't come out right. Finally she said "I can't say ass-ka-dent!"&lt;br /&gt;Matt was talking to Jessica being quite sassy and trying to be funny when he said "you have more fat on you than a cow!" Jessica and I both thought it &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;funny and laughed hysterically. Crazy kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-8104240282080886349?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/8104240282080886349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=8104240282080886349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8104240282080886349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8104240282080886349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-things-that-kids-say.html' title='Funny things that kids say'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-7352128540078469704</id><published>2008-10-17T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T19:28:06.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging with the Masons</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Jess and Lloyd brought the kids down for a visit &lt;/strong&gt;for a few short days. We had a great time hanging out. Jess and I went to Bunco for a girls night out. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So much fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Then we had a little Halloween Party for the kids. We decorated cookies and dressed up in Costumes. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So much fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Saturday night, the adults went to Sundogs Hockey game. Go Dogs!  Again,  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sooooo much fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Did I mention, we just had so much fun while they were here!!!!  Love you guys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-86.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752339765894&amp;amp;site=widget-86.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:375px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752339765894&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-86.slide.com/p1/576460752339765894/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752339765894&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-86.slide.com/p2/576460752339765894/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=576460752339765894&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-86.slide.com/p4/576460752339765894/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-7352128540078469704?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/7352128540078469704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=7352128540078469704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7352128540078469704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7352128540078469704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/hanging-with-masons.html' title='Hanging with the Masons'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-299338271160839098</id><published>2008-10-14T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:08:45.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bat named Stevie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQp0yFU8jXI/AAAAAAAAAQk/QD0lEuV1ikM/s1600-h/IMG_3898_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263147518308158834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQp0yFU8jXI/AAAAAAAAAQk/QD0lEuV1ikM/s320/IMG_3898_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think 3 and 4 year olds are hilarious, They say the most random things sometimes. Well, Cait came home from preschool with a clothes pin turned bat. She quickly informed me his name was Stevie. Stevie. Stevie? HuH? Okay. Whatever Cait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-299338271160839098?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/299338271160839098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=299338271160839098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/299338271160839098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/299338271160839098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/bat-named-stevie.html' title='A bat named Stevie'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQp0yFU8jXI/AAAAAAAAAQk/QD0lEuV1ikM/s72-c/IMG_3898_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-5039916127784674611</id><published>2008-10-13T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T19:18:56.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Whistler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpq9-F_OSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/VaDEkQPWF5E/s1600-h/IMG_3699_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpq9-F_OSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/VaDEkQPWF5E/s320/IMG_3699_5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263136727408523554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan has discovered how to whistle. At first, I thought I was hearing things. Then I realized that he was whistling very quietly. He is quite good at it, I must admit. He will whistle at random times...mostly when he is happy. It is just so darn cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-5039916127784674611?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/5039916127784674611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=5039916127784674611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5039916127784674611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5039916127784674611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-whistler.html' title='Little Whistler'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SQpq9-F_OSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/VaDEkQPWF5E/s72-c/IMG_3699_5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-2669742945994438686</id><published>2008-10-12T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T19:15:21.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Greer over Fall Break</title><content type='html'>Josh and Matt have a week off school every October. This year we decided to get away to see some fall colors.  We found a little tiny resort town called Greer up in the white mountains of Arizona. The colors were breathtaking as we drove up into the mountains. It was wonderful. Once we got settle into our cabin, we immediately set out to the various ponds on the property to fly fish, chase ducks, and view the beautiful fall colors.  We took nature walks along the mountain streambeds, went bird watching with binoculars and bird books, fly fished, relaxed and had a wonderful time together as a family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c4.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752339767236&amp;amp;site=widget-c4.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752339767236&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c4.slide.com/p1/576460752339767236/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752339767236&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c4.slide.com/p2/576460752339767236/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=576460752339767236&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c4.slide.com/p4/576460752339767236/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-2669742945994438686?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/2669742945994438686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=2669742945994438686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2669742945994438686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2669742945994438686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Trip to Greer over Fall Break'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-319230744216583614</id><published>2008-10-04T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:06:55.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>I was in the kitchen this morning when I overheard this conversation between Cait and Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cait: "Hey Matt, come play with me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Matt: "No, I don't want too"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cait: "Please, it will be fun."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Matt: "Why? Do I get to run you over?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be disturbed that he only wants to play with her if he can run her over? Hmmmmm?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-319230744216583614?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/319230744216583614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=319230744216583614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/319230744216583614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/319230744216583614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-4134546682262529713</id><published>2008-10-03T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:20:01.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SOXHkUK5O0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2lCeIShpH3A/s1600-h/IMG_3414_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252823967101172546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SOXHkUK5O0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2lCeIShpH3A/s320/IMG_3414_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this picture while I was reviewing photos of the last few months. ??????? Who knows what was going on... Ryan dishing up his own ice cream. ??????????? I must have been picking my battles that day! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-4134546682262529713?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/4134546682262529713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=4134546682262529713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4134546682262529713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4134546682262529713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/yummy-ice-cream.html' title='Yummy Ice Cream'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SOXHkUK5O0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2lCeIShpH3A/s72-c/IMG_3414_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-7812527108832087112</id><published>2008-10-02T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:07:37.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella</title><content type='html'>Well, we got a new puppy. She is a little yorkie. We are all very excited to have Bella join our family. She is sweet and spunky, she loves to play with the kids, and she has tons of energy! I hope she will be exactly what the kids need! Cait carries her around everywhere, and constantly says "I love my new puppy, she is soooo cute".  Josh loves to rough house with her, and she is more than eager to play. She especially likes to chew on his stinky socks! ugh. She'll give a little bark at Ryan and he runs away from her, so she chases him through the house trying to bite at his blanket that is always draggin behind him. Matt, eyes the dog, holds it for 10 seconds and then hands it back.  Mark and I think she is too darn cute and we realize that she is the new 'baby' around the house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SOXB1_1VfKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ho1PDvWVK44/s1600-h/IMG_3483_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252817673809919138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SOXB1_1VfKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ho1PDvWVK44/s320/IMG_3483_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SOXBnO8v_jI/AAAAAAAAAKM/K_M77pxCrHs/s1600-h/IMG_3489_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252817420169510450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SOXBnO8v_jI/AAAAAAAAAKM/K_M77pxCrHs/s320/IMG_3489_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SOXBnCz36eI/AAAAAAAAAKU/V83y7peraP4/s1600-h/IMG_3490_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252817416911055330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SOXBnCz36eI/AAAAAAAAAKU/V83y7peraP4/s320/IMG_3490_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SOXBneRA_WI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WxqmFTEtDaY/s1600-h/IMG_3488_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-7812527108832087112?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/7812527108832087112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=7812527108832087112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7812527108832087112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7812527108832087112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/bella.html' title='Bella'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SOXB1_1VfKI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ho1PDvWVK44/s72-c/IMG_3483_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-281822004555055261</id><published>2008-10-01T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T06:21:59.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan's Shiner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON467224BI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iteXzuyKGVs/s1600-h/IMG_3230_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252174544339656722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON467224BI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iteXzuyKGVs/s320/IMG_3230_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Ryan, a victim of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Didn't have a chance. Josh and Matt were playing in the hall way with my workout band.  They were trying to see how far they could stretch it. Well, Josh decided to let go and Whap!  The handle flew down the hall and hit Ryan right in the eye!  Everyone felt terrible! I am just glad he didn't go blind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-281822004555055261?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/281822004555055261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=281822004555055261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/281822004555055261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/281822004555055261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/ryans-shiner.html' title='Ryan&apos;s Shiner'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON467224BI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iteXzuyKGVs/s72-c/IMG_3230_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-3686937496047783788</id><published>2008-09-01T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:47:37.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON4IAKpYEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/o-QNt6IaiwA/s1600-h/IMG_3247_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252173669323071554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON4IAKpYEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/o-QNt6IaiwA/s320/IMG_3247_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt had a wonderful Saturday afternoon baptism. Both sets of grandparents were able to attend. Days like this remind me of what life is all about! Raising those little Redfords to do what is right! Caitlin was very concerned for a couple of weeks leading up to his baptism. Every time we talked about Matt getting baptized she would get very upset and tell us she didn't want Matt to die. She thought that when he went under the water, he would die and go back to live with Heavenly Father. So we spent a little extra time working with her! She was happy when Matt came out of the water smiling. I love the glow of a freshly baptized person. :) Afterwards we went out to eat at Red Robins - of course! Our favorite kid place to eat. We had so much fun! What a great day to always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON1LzYmsPI/AAAAAAAAAJA/I7Ek09LqTak/s1600-h/IMG_3234_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252170436076548338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON1LzYmsPI/AAAAAAAAAJA/I7Ek09LqTak/s320/IMG_3234_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON1MBDNRyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/J0XvMnJOk2w/s1600-h/IMG_3239_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252170439744898850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON1MBDNRyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/J0XvMnJOk2w/s320/IMG_3239_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and Grandpa Thompson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON1MO1lUDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/N8IVkcGaZ1w/s1600-h/IMG_3243_3_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252170443445850162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON1MO1lUDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/N8IVkcGaZ1w/s320/IMG_3243_3_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma and Granpa Redford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-3686937496047783788?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/3686937496047783788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=3686937496047783788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/3686937496047783788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/3686937496047783788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/matts-baptism.html' title='Matt&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON4IAKpYEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/o-QNt6IaiwA/s72-c/IMG_3247_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-2719147706864755358</id><published>2008-08-06T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:33:22.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON5xoYk8oI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UIXtJCeXypA/s1600-h/IMG_3221_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252175484005184130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON5xoYk8oI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UIXtJCeXypA/s320/IMG_3221_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh and Matt were &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; excited to start school this year. They really had a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but felt it was way &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;too short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They did not want to wear &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;school uniforms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, or do homework, or &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sit still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and listen during class. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;But guess what?&lt;/span&gt; They had a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;great day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It was so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to see &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;old friends&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;they hadn't seen all summer. No, they still didn't want to do homework, but who does? I complain about my 'homework' all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON5xv4WuEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GYcyvV0-Uos/s1600-h/IMG_3223_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252175486017517634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON5xv4WuEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GYcyvV0-Uos/s320/IMG_3223_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caitlin, however, was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;very excited&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to start preschool this year. She has 2 teachers this year, Miss Gina, and Miss Mindy. She &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it! She comes home singing all her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cute songs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;counting&lt;/span&gt;. She loves to sit and draw and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;practice her letters&lt;/span&gt; all day long. Maybe she will rub off on the boys a little bit! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-2719147706864755358?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/2719147706864755358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=2719147706864755358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2719147706864755358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2719147706864755358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st Day of School'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SON5xoYk8oI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UIXtJCeXypA/s72-c/IMG_3221_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-1707076011770006096</id><published>2008-08-01T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:48:28.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt's 8th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Matt turned&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 8&lt;/span&gt; this last July. He had a great day starting with breakfast in his bean bag in front of the TV. He got lots of fun gifts including a Wall-e game for the wii and a new DS. I think his favorite present came from grandma Redford...a 6 lb bag of pretzels. Oh he does love his pretzels! We love you Matt. Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SONzrbWscYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/T7mgr--uTvE/s1600-h/IMG_3198_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168780358644098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SONzrbWscYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/T7mgr--uTvE/s320/IMG_3198_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SONzrQIWg0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/MMf7vGR0SDA/s1600-h/IMG_3204_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168777345696578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SONzrQIWg0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/MMf7vGR0SDA/s320/IMG_3204_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SONzrqJWYeI/AAAAAAAAAIw/POSpxAAKW0g/s1600-h/IMG_3207_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168784329204194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SONzrqJWYeI/AAAAAAAAAIw/POSpxAAKW0g/s320/IMG_3207_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SONzrsuAJvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BTdi0gP8NU8/s1600-h/IMG_3258_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252168785019807474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SONzrsuAJvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BTdi0gP8NU8/s320/IMG_3258_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-1707076011770006096?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/1707076011770006096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=1707076011770006096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1707076011770006096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1707076011770006096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/10/matts-8th-birthday.html' title='Matt&apos;s 8th Birthday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SONzrbWscYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/T7mgr--uTvE/s72-c/IMG_3198_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-2993782546070112935</id><published>2008-07-18T04:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:43:26.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are Josh &amp; Matt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICFYwC7b8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/R3Sz8dzaCQE/s1600-h/IMG_3173_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224322228010315714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICFYwC7b8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/R3Sz8dzaCQE/s320/IMG_3173_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as I look through the blog there are not many photos or entries of the boys of late. Why is this? I have so many photos of things that Cait and Ryan are doing, or getting into, but where are Josh and Matt.....oh that's right... It is summer. Josh sleeps in as long as he possibly can. Then when he gets up him and Matt try to play video games all day long, or hide from me when it is chore time!!!! So there aren't any photos of that, oh, BUTT there might be one. Ryan escaped from the tub yesterday morning to watch the boys play WII...... How cute are baby bums?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-2993782546070112935?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/2993782546070112935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=2993782546070112935' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2993782546070112935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2993782546070112935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-are-josh-matt.html' title='Where are Josh &amp; Matt?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICFYwC7b8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/R3Sz8dzaCQE/s72-c/IMG_3173_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-5104595099987365243</id><published>2008-07-18T04:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:43:26.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lavendar days in Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Josh &amp;amp; Matt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICDVi25vPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/azrVt-PQNOw/s1600-h/DSC00280_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224319973907348722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICDVi25vPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/azrVt-PQNOw/s320/DSC00280_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a great time visiting family in Utah this summer. One of the things we did was to head over to the Lavendar festival in Mona. This kids had a great time roaming through the lavendar. It was similar to a small renasaince fair. They had old fashioned rides, animals, pony rides, and of course great fried food. We did try some things like lavendar ice cream. Wasn't our fave, a little too strong. And lavendar lemonade. That was good. Any who the kids had a great time. We even saw a zedonk for the first time, a mix between a donkey and a zebra! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICCNmn88iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pDZ2i4R-VLc/s1600-h/DSC00258_9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224318737967804962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICCNmn88iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pDZ2i4R-VLc/s320/DSC00258_9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cait, Mckenna &amp;amp; Lil Mo (matt mason)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICCN47ogfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/j-9HP4GLNLE/s1600-h/DSC00249_13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224318742882189810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICCN47ogfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/j-9HP4GLNLE/s320/DSC00249_13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How Beautiful are those Utah Mountains in the back ground!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICCONCHx3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/bJEV5VbcM1s/s1600-h/DSC00281_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224318748278114162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICCONCHx3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/bJEV5VbcM1s/s320/DSC00281_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICCOZv4OII/AAAAAAAAAH8/VPusHj7Ycyc/s1600-h/DSC00280_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICCOid7DoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/MfJPbgoUbS0/s1600-h/DSC00285_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224318754031865474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICCOid7DoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/MfJPbgoUbS0/s320/DSC00285_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cait got to meet the Fairies. How cool is that!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-5104595099987365243?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/5104595099987365243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=5104595099987365243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5104595099987365243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5104595099987365243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/07/lavendar-days-in-utah.html' title='Lavendar days in Utah'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SICDVi25vPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/azrVt-PQNOw/s72-c/DSC00280_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-224884744026400108</id><published>2008-07-18T04:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:43:27.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudslide Cookies</title><content type='html'>I am in the kitchen alot these days creating new cookie recipes, and Ryan really likes to help, especially with clean up!!!  If he would just stay in the kitchen.  He is so fast, he'll get off the chair and make a break for it. Then we have cookie dough fingerprints everywhere. I am not complaining. I wouldn't trade this cute little cookie monster for anything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB_v9rYLQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XPuadTuIcs4/s1600-h/IMG_3183_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224316029736856834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB_v9rYLQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XPuadTuIcs4/s320/IMG_3183_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB_v47BvjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TK2sJiolXKs/s1600-h/IMG_3184_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224316028460318258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB_v47BvjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TK2sJiolXKs/s320/IMG_3184_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB_wF1zqAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AMc6AN7jYT4/s1600-h/IMG_3185_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224316031928084482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB_wF1zqAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AMc6AN7jYT4/s320/IMG_3185_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-224884744026400108?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/224884744026400108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=224884744026400108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/224884744026400108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/224884744026400108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/07/mudslide-cookies.html' title='Mudslide Cookies'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB_v9rYLQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XPuadTuIcs4/s72-c/IMG_3183_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-356479485537711352</id><published>2008-07-18T04:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:43:27.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curlers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB_TKIw1cI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OVFCa4dItpk/s1600-h/IMG_3157_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315534865126850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB_TKIw1cI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OVFCa4dItpk/s320/IMG_3157_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish I was this cute in curlers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-356479485537711352?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/356479485537711352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=356479485537711352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/356479485537711352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/356479485537711352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/07/curlers.html' title='Curlers'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB_TKIw1cI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OVFCa4dItpk/s72-c/IMG_3157_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-7001795640359003993</id><published>2008-07-18T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:43:28.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressing Myself</title><content type='html'>Caitlin is all girl.  She has discovered that she really likes to pick out her own clothes. Since we never really go anywhere, this is not a problem.  Every morning she usually comes in wearing a church dress.  I can usually talk her out of those, but that just means she gets a little bit more creative with what she will choose to wear that day.  This week, she really fancies her tutu and any shirt and boots seem to match!!! My favorite...her cape that she wears and flies around the house in.  She is usually wearing a bright pink and orange hat too...can't locate a pic of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB-MtBY-FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1kRhUYMaix8/s1600-h/IMG_3172_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314324458731602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB-MtBY-FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1kRhUYMaix8/s320/IMG_3172_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB-M2NdRnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/U6YbQEfn0Y8/s1600-h/IMG_3167_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224314326925264498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB-M2NdRnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/U6YbQEfn0Y8/s320/IMG_3167_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-7001795640359003993?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/7001795640359003993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=7001795640359003993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7001795640359003993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/7001795640359003993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/07/dressing-myself.html' title='Dressing Myself'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB-MtBY-FI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1kRhUYMaix8/s72-c/IMG_3172_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-212451002993247554</id><published>2008-07-18T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:43:29.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirt, Frogs &amp; Otter Pops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB78Bmps-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/CWOVtBICTvQ/s1600-h/IMG_3161_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224311838902694882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB78Bmps-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/CWOVtBICTvQ/s320/IMG_3161_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caitlin LOVES to catch frogs, lizards, bugs, whatever she can find. She desparately wants a pet of her own.  So everyday she is out back on a quest to find another pet to love. The problem is she tends to over 'love' the animals she finds.  They are often dead the next day from her tender loving care. I am convinced only a huge dog could hold up to her lovin!  Here she is with her frog, which only lasted a day.  The next morning she informed me that he was 'cold' (dead stiff) so she had put him back in the bushes to warm up.  Ryan loves to go out back with Cait and catch stuff, or chase the wild bunny that lives in our bushes.  He is a boy. He loves to throw rocks, and of course play in the dirt.  We have tons of dirt and gravel for him to play in.  But his favorite dirt comes from my flower pots. Why stop at the dirt?  He has pulled all the leaves off the flowers, and then uprooted the whole plant. My poor flowers!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB78QbwxEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/qW2M3Hp1fCc/s1600-h/IMG_3165_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224311842883552322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB78QbwxEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/qW2M3Hp1fCc/s320/IMG_3165_5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB78WZs0gI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gDU92kYUdGs/s1600-h/IMG_3162_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224311844485517826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB78WZs0gI/AAAAAAAAAGc/gDU92kYUdGs/s320/IMG_3162_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB78rSZq3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/SZFubeCwTGc/s1600-h/IMG_3163_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224311850092047218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB78rSZq3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/SZFubeCwTGc/s320/IMG_3163_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB78mhHE_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/CKTjtPnrVNA/s1600-h/IMG_3166_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224311848811566066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB78mhHE_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/CKTjtPnrVNA/s320/IMG_3166_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-212451002993247554?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/212451002993247554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=212451002993247554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/212451002993247554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/212451002993247554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/07/dirt-frogs-otter-pops.html' title='Dirt, Frogs &amp; Otter Pops'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB78Bmps-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/CWOVtBICTvQ/s72-c/IMG_3161_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-3012152402293464356</id><published>2008-07-18T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:43:29.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer time with Cait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB5Jo93EiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/A0wJiJlVP58/s1600-h/IMG_3072_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224308774272438818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB5Jo93EiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/A0wJiJlVP58/s320/IMG_3072_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB5JkQPlVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/FzSHdQ5k-kg/s1600-h/IMG_3067_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224308773007365458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB5JkQPlVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/FzSHdQ5k-kg/s320/IMG_3067_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caitlin loves to play nickjr on the computer. On this day she was really into wearing headphones so that she could hear better. I got a cute picture of Ryan from 'behind' watching Cait play a Dora game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-3012152402293464356?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/3012152402293464356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=3012152402293464356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/3012152402293464356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/3012152402293464356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/07/computer-time-with-cait.html' title='Computer time with Cait'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB5Jo93EiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/A0wJiJlVP58/s72-c/IMG_3072_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-858657037408821868</id><published>2008-07-18T04:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:43:32.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slippery little sucker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB4ekWgyAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ihRh7TcoDOI/s1600-h/IMG_3092_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224308034299283458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB4ekWgyAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ihRh7TcoDOI/s320/IMG_3092_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My nephew Tytan (jess's little guy) is so stinkin cute. Jess and I were busy elsewhere in the house, when someone discovered Tytan in the bathroom, with a bottle of Lotion.  Now how can you get mad? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB4el_lwUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Po2Bb9TGbVE/s1600-h/IMG_3093_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224308034740011330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB4el_lwUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Po2Bb9TGbVE/s320/IMG_3093_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB4e-Qk93I/AAAAAAAAAFs/sXO5NvQ9cD4/s1600-h/IMG_3094_28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224308041253713778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB4e-Qk93I/AAAAAAAAAFs/sXO5NvQ9cD4/s320/IMG_3094_28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB4fA2p1HI/AAAAAAAAAF0/g4_XJ4iYgLg/s1600-h/IMG_3095_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224308041950286962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB4fA2p1HI/AAAAAAAAAF0/g4_XJ4iYgLg/s320/IMG_3095_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-858657037408821868?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/858657037408821868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=858657037408821868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/858657037408821868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/858657037408821868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/07/slippery-little-sucker.html' title='Slippery little sucker!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB4ekWgyAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ihRh7TcoDOI/s72-c/IMG_3092_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-667583607468367812</id><published>2008-07-18T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:43:33.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors in May</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Jessica and Becky came to visit us in May. We had a really good time. With 9 kids running around it was crazy! Jess and I still had time to design a few cookies while the kids played. They really enjoyed swimming in the jacuzzi and eating otter pops! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB3YpJFgdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oOHul3MACWY/s1600-h/IMG_3077_11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224306832994304466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB3YpJFgdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oOHul3MACWY/s320/IMG_3077_11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB3Y0Y02qI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6UDMPCgmz-k/s1600-h/IMG_3079_13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224306836013111970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB3Y0Y02qI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6UDMPCgmz-k/s320/IMG_3079_13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB2q3y-p8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/tHAOovt-Km8/s1600-h/IMG_3085_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224306046654130114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB2q3y-p8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/tHAOovt-Km8/s320/IMG_3085_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-667583607468367812?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/667583607468367812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=667583607468367812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/667583607468367812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/667583607468367812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/07/visitors-in-may.html' title='Visitors in May'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SIB3YpJFgdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oOHul3MACWY/s72-c/IMG_3077_11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-4699752287961656081</id><published>2008-05-06T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T20:47:29.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Edward, um, I mean 'Breaking Dawn'</title><content type='html'>So in anticipation of the 4th book in the 'twilight' series to come out, I have added a countdown clock. I am very excited to read the book. Hopefully we will finally find out if she will turn into a vampire...I hope so. She has to choose Edward over Jacob!! We will be getting off the lake at shasta after houseboating with Marks family for a week.....first stop will be to get the new book so I can read it all the way back to Arizona!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-4699752287961656081?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/4699752287961656081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=4699752287961656081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4699752287961656081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/4699752287961656081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/05/countdown-to-edward-um-i-mean-breaking.html' title='Countdown to Edward, um, I mean &apos;Breaking Dawn&apos;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-2506551136105078787</id><published>2008-05-02T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:43:33.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mohawk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mark cut the boys' hair the other night. I was busy with the little kids, so I didn't see Josh and Matt, until they were all cut short and nice. Well, when I was downloading pics onto the computer I came across a few shots that I had to share. Pretty good mohawk Josh!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SBvliG6Qd7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/A5pAYtDAn3c/s1600-h/1jmohawk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195998969235273650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SBvliG6Qd7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/A5pAYtDAn3c/s320/1jmohawk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SBvmNm6Qd8I/AAAAAAAAAE8/5KV22JKDnFg/s1600-h/1.jmohawk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195999716559583170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SBvmNm6Qd8I/AAAAAAAAAE8/5KV22JKDnFg/s320/1.jmohawk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SBvk8m6Qd6I/AAAAAAAAAEs/uHQAuvzUYpE/s1600-h/1.jmohawk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-2506551136105078787?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/2506551136105078787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=2506551136105078787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2506551136105078787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2506551136105078787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/05/mohawk.html' title='Mohawk'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SBvliG6Qd7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/A5pAYtDAn3c/s72-c/1jmohawk2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-1367676584287746478</id><published>2008-05-02T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:43:33.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swinging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SBvirG6Qd5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/L0RJ4MVOpPU/s1600-h/1.cait-swingin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195995825319212946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SBvirG6Qd5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/L0RJ4MVOpPU/s320/1.cait-swingin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we got a swingset a few weeks ago. I was very excited, as excited as Cait. I better start at the beginning... One morning I told Caitlin to quit jumping on the couches. We have a trampoline, so I told her to go play outside. She looked up at me and said (with her puppy brown eyes) "but mom, we don't have a swing for me to swing on." So, for family home evening that night, we went to walmart and bought one. So again, we were all excited, especially Mark. He started reading the instructions and the estimated time to build the swingset was 12-15 hours. So Excited! (He is such a good guy, he put it all together on one of his Fridays off.) Any who, to make a long story short, it is a huge day when a parent no longer has to spend hours outside pushing the little ones on the swing.....2 days ago, Caitlin learned how to pump her legs from a dead stop and get going full force. She loves it. It is a new found freedom for her! I think it is much like flying. She loves to go as high as she can. In fact, when I tried to take pictures, she was very upset that she was not going at full swing when I was taking pictures. She kept scowling that she could go higher and I needed to wait. Very cute!!! Here is one of the non scowl pictures I was able to get, even though she wasn't 'super' high'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-1367676584287746478?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/1367676584287746478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=1367676584287746478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1367676584287746478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/1367676584287746478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/05/swinging.html' title='Swinging'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99W5s1pOafE/SBvirG6Qd5I/AAAAAAAAAEk/L0RJ4MVOpPU/s72-c/1.cait-swingin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-2789391063935064911</id><published>2008-04-30T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T02:23:25.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holes</title><content type='html'>So, I don't think that I have really told you all about my Matthew. He is such a sweet kid.  Cute smile, little dimple in his cheeks, twinkle in his eyes....sounds harmless right?  Well the kid is holey!  I can't keep him from cutting, chewing or ripping holes in his clothes!!!  I am sure that his teachers think I am horrible to send him to school with his clothes full of holes, but I can't keep up.  And, I refuse to buy him new clothes. As soon as I do, he comes home with a hole in it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-2789391063935064911?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/2789391063935064911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=2789391063935064911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2789391063935064911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/2789391063935064911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/04/holes.html' title='Holes'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-6264106999691640728</id><published>2008-04-27T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T13:06:18.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible at this!</title><content type='html'>I really do have the best intentions....including this blog.  Note to self, blog more than once every 5 months.  It is sad when I have family telling me to update the blog so they can see what the kids look like, and what is happening with us.  So sorry!!!!  I will do better!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-6264106999691640728?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/6264106999691640728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=6264106999691640728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6264106999691640728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/6264106999691640728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2008/04/terrible-at-this.html' title='Terrible at this!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-5893896326167119506</id><published>2007-11-26T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:56:46.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Polar Express</title><content type='html'>Tonight we had the best time! We bundled up in our pajamas, coats and scarves and headed out into the cold to ride on the Polar Express! Our train departed out of the Grand Canyon Railroad station in Williams AZ. Before we left, we were able to get a few photos with Mrs. Claus in the waiting area. We boarded our train and were served Hot cocoa and chocolate chip cookies by the chef on board. Then we listened to the book Polar Express. When we got to the 'North Pole', Santa boarded the train and gave all the kids a jingle bell. On the way home we sang Christmas carols. It was the perfect way to start the Christmas season. I think it will be a yearly tradition for us. Matt and Cait were enamored by everything that happened on the way up and back. Josh, at almost 10, thought he was too old and cool to be there. But I could tell he had a really good time too. Ryan, well, he was a maniac as always. He was up and down the aisles, on and off the seats. The cocoa and cookies didn't even keep his attention for long! Oh my! It was a bit too much for Cait. She threw up twice on the way home. Yuck! I sincerely hope that doesn't become a yearly tradition!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-5893896326167119506?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/5893896326167119506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=5893896326167119506' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5893896326167119506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/5893896326167119506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2007/11/polar-express.html' title='The Polar Express'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848619587139905166.post-8852681249715814053</id><published>2007-11-11T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T17:06:21.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October</title><content type='html'>Well, we made it through October.  It was such a busy month!  The monday night before halloween, we carved pumpkins for Family Home Evening.  The kids each got their own pumpkin and we spent the evening picking out fun designs, getting the goo out of the middle, and carving up a storm!  It was fun to be in Arizona and have the weather cool so that the pumpkins could be on the porch a few days before halloween without getting moldy.  On Halloween night, we went Trunk or treating at the church.  Josh ended up being Mario this year (again, it's his 3rd time).  Matt was a green ghost from packman, but do to a shabby paint job... looked more like a giant pickle, or the cucumber from VegieTales. Cait was an adorable black cat, and Ryan was our brave little Indian Chief. Ryan, at 18 months, wasn't sure what was goin on with the trick or treating thing.  But he loved the candy especially the suckers!  The kids always have so much fun picking out their costumes and anticipating the candy!  Mark and I don't mind it either.  It makes us feel like kids again to watch them have so much fun! We like to pick and choose a few treats out of the kids bags at the end of the evening, and the next day, and the day after that! Halloween is the beginning of eating horrible for the rest of the year.  But hey, it's the holidays!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8848619587139905166-8852681249715814053?l=raisingredfords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/feeds/8852681249715814053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8848619587139905166&amp;postID=8852681249715814053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8852681249715814053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8848619587139905166/posts/default/8852681249715814053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raisingredfords.blogspot.com/2007/11/october.html' title='October'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11012770740239506189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
