<?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-361161811334930859</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:18:26.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Davis Clan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-6418436819126352336</id><published>2010-05-20T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T22:27:58.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Davis Pictures 2010 by Jami (Imaj Photos)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S_YV8kJl6HI/AAAAAAAAAwg/7qitJGNOYjE/s1600/DSC_5639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S_YV8kJl6HI/AAAAAAAAAwg/7qitJGNOYjE/s320/DSC_5639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473586527355660402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, mainly when I look at STILL pictures of my kids, I think I have the SWEETEST kids in the whole world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S_YX0mtI8II/AAAAAAAAAw4/xw86YvNdhEU/s1600/DSC_5821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S_YX0mtI8II/AAAAAAAAAw4/xw86YvNdhEU/s320/DSC_5821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473588589625929858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S_YV8HA-mdI/AAAAAAAAAwY/7sG4NLMo5xs/s1600/DSC_5939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S_YV8HA-mdI/AAAAAAAAAwY/7sG4NLMo5xs/s320/DSC_5939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473586519534901714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S_YZj1RUJXI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bSbw9kXXjvo/s1600/DSC_5912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S_YZj1RUJXI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bSbw9kXXjvo/s320/DSC_5912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473590500501235058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S_YYrNtwrrI/AAAAAAAAAxI/G-sx_00Yzgg/s1600/DSC_5721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S_YYrNtwrrI/AAAAAAAAAxI/G-sx_00Yzgg/s320/DSC_5721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473589527810453170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank goodness looks can be deceiving!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Jami, for taking our pictures you did a great job!!!&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/361161811334930859-6418436819126352336?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6418436819126352336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=6418436819126352336&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6418436819126352336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6418436819126352336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/davis-pictures-2010-by-jami-imaj-photos.html' title='Davis Pictures 2010 by Jami (Imaj Photos)'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S_YV8kJl6HI/AAAAAAAAAwg/7qitJGNOYjE/s72-c/DSC_5639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-852803555889043770</id><published>2010-04-01T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:49:09.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harley made the drill team!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S7Vo2OfEHLI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Z2FrkjEg8wY/s1600/harlos55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S7Vo2OfEHLI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Z2FrkjEg8wY/s320/harlos55.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455381804439837874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well she made it, we are kinda out of our element here because I am sooooo not a dancer, I am still in shock that a child that came out of me can dance!!!  But I just wanted to congratulate Harlos!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-852803555889043770?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/852803555889043770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=852803555889043770&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/852803555889043770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/852803555889043770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2010/04/harley-made-drill-team.html' title='Harley made the drill team!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S7Vo2OfEHLI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Z2FrkjEg8wY/s72-c/harlos55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4884800583143105119</id><published>2010-02-12T17:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T05:57:42.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarita is 13..... SO SAD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S3lSRxQU_QI/AAAAAAAAAv4/bpxBzeQNPCA/s1600-h/IMG_0664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S3lSRxQU_QI/AAAAAAAAAv4/bpxBzeQNPCA/s320/IMG_0664.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438468490259660034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Kaleb, aka Clarita, Tibby, squishy and other names we won't mention to spare him the embarassment........ is going to be 13....A TEENAGER.   AAAGGGHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna cry, Kaleb is the sweetest most tenderhearted kid I know.  Aside from the constant kissing that he does to me, I couldn't ask for a cooler son.  I am so proud of him, he is my SQUISHY as we put it in our house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kaleb!!&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/361161811334930859-4884800583143105119?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4884800583143105119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4884800583143105119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4884800583143105119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4884800583143105119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/clarita-is-13-so-sad.html' title='Clarita is 13..... SO SAD!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S3lSRxQU_QI/AAAAAAAAAv4/bpxBzeQNPCA/s72-c/IMG_0664.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-7330228610508577761</id><published>2010-01-20T10:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T18:11:54.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does the time go???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S2zPASA4MkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/9NoidKU6Gl4/s1600-h/IMG_0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S2zPASA4MkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/9NoidKU6Gl4/s320/IMG_0042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434946454071816770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rian turned 3 last week......sniff sniff!!  I can' t believe she is getting so old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Funny things Rian does and says right now...&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, I gonna be three"  I always say to her, "I can't believe your gonna be three!" so she always has to remind me because she knows it makes me sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't wipe my underwear in my face, my face will be sad!"  She said this because Jason wiped her nose in her Undies after she had a couple of "accidents"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time she had an accident before we went to build a bear so I scolded her and told her we were going to the mall so she couldn't pee in her panties, and she in turn said to me, "And you don' t pee in your panties either mom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime she is in trouble she tells on the person that is scolding her, and she says "Mom, dad is being so mean to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last year she cut her hair 3 times all on her own, her dad about killed her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rian is such a joy and I am so sad she is growing up so quickly!!  Can't wait to see what interesting things she says this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S2zO_8wI6qI/AAAAAAAAAvo/PswPz-k1PMc/s1600-h/IMG_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S2zO_8wI6qI/AAAAAAAAAvo/PswPz-k1PMc/s320/IMG_0041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434946448364464802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of all she is a total daddy's girl!!!&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/361161811334930859-7330228610508577761?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7330228610508577761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=7330228610508577761&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7330228610508577761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7330228610508577761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where does the time go???'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S2zPASA4MkI/AAAAAAAAAvw/9NoidKU6Gl4/s72-c/IMG_0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-8397732074398629312</id><published>2010-01-05T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:02:10.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally---</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S0PS9cLtWqI/AAAAAAAAAvg/bxBPhx_Vgpc/s1600-h/IMG_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S0PS9cLtWqI/AAAAAAAAAvg/bxBPhx_Vgpc/s320/IMG_1061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423410329263364770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally have something that I felt was worth blogging about.... Rian is Potty Trained!!!  I never thought this was going to happen, but it did and even before her 3rd birthday, which was when I decided that I would start.  Mainly because it would be embarrassing if she wasn't!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have totally fallen off the bandwagon of blogging, not a whole lot of excitement happening for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we are way excited to not have to buy diapers anymore!!!&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/361161811334930859-8397732074398629312?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8397732074398629312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8397732074398629312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8397732074398629312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8397732074398629312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally.html' title='Finally---'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/S0PS9cLtWqI/AAAAAAAAAvg/bxBPhx_Vgpc/s72-c/IMG_1061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4631431768311222054</id><published>2009-11-16T05:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T05:31:54.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality check...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SwFTj0Z9PdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xacDbuezNtE/s1600/old+lady.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SwFTj0Z9PdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xacDbuezNtE/s320/old+lady.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404692902649347538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day I was driving home and as I turned the corner 2 dirty old men were waving at me, and I just ignored them.  Harley says to me, "Mom, those 2 guys are waving at you..."  And I was thinking, yeah they are two dirty old perverted men, so I just ignored them.  I didn't say that, what I did say was, "Yeah, they probably think I am some 17 year old girl, because of the car I drive."  I said that because most ppl driving beetles are "younger" than me.  And she in turn says, "Mom, you don't look 17, maybe 30!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Harley for once again keeping it real with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4631431768311222054?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4631431768311222054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4631431768311222054&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4631431768311222054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4631431768311222054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/reality-check.html' title='Reality check...'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SwFTj0Z9PdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xacDbuezNtE/s72-c/old+lady.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-3659082112070221196</id><published>2009-10-30T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:54:49.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Halloween Contest</title><content type='html'>So I never dress up for Halloween....  But the stakes were high for the work Halloween contest.  $50.00 big ones.  So I got up early and I somehow managed to squeeze into Harley's Halloween costume I bought her.  I seriously thought there was NO WAY I couldn't win....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SutlWHeE5UI/AAAAAAAAAug/RBQmNpJ-qjQ/s1600-h/IMG_0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SutlWHeE5UI/AAAAAAAAAug/RBQmNpJ-qjQ/s320/IMG_0612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398520008970396994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here is my costume, I was a hippy with a Billy Ray Cyrus mullet wig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SutkBQWo_II/AAAAAAAAAuQ/eXpafdgR7hQ/s1600-h/IMG_0616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SutkBQWo_II/AAAAAAAAAuQ/eXpafdgR7hQ/s320/IMG_0616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398518551066246274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am with a pumpkin that I tried to pass off as mine, and thanks to Samantha for telling everyone that it was a pumpkin that Harley carved at young womens... I lost that contest too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sutw5OFN8FI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/qI-4huKS9z0/s1600-h/Amanda+blurred+out.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sutw5OFN8FI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/qI-4huKS9z0/s320/Amanda+blurred+out.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398532706668507218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 coworkers, who will remain anonymous, decided to take after Shawn and wear the most horrendous outfits they could find... One tried on her 4 year olds Spider Man costume and after ripping it decided she might want to go for a bigger size... YA THINK???&lt;br /&gt;So she ran to Walmart and bought a size 10 SpiderMan costume, yes 10 in little boys and took it home.  And it also started to rip, so she just got..... the BatMan costume and told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SutuNOw2VNI/AAAAAAAAAvA/jk1b3kG6m98/s1600-h/IMG_0600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SutuNOw2VNI/AAAAAAAAAvA/jk1b3kG6m98/s320/IMG_0600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398529751914009810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the other one she could wear the SpiderMan one...  It was HILARIOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SutlWdcoukI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Y1W1fU4An3A/s1600-h/IMG_0619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SutlWdcoukI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Y1W1fU4An3A/s320/IMG_0619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398520014869936706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course here is the big winner... I think it is kinda suspicious that she organized it and won both the costume and pumpkin carving contest.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE.........&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SutnPBAemjI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ZgZkoQz8jQo/s1600-h/IMG_0617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SutnPBAemjI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ZgZkoQz8jQo/s320/IMG_0617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398522085999811122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was because she was showing off so much SKIN.....!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-3659082112070221196?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3659082112070221196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=3659082112070221196&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3659082112070221196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3659082112070221196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/10/work-halloween-contest.html' title='Work Halloween Contest'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SutlWHeE5UI/AAAAAAAAAug/RBQmNpJ-qjQ/s72-c/IMG_0612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-3106501110195740681</id><published>2009-10-24T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:51:59.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunco time again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our annual Bunco was this last Friday night, and we had so much fun.  Once again I didn't legitimately win anything but JoAnn and I eachmade out with a great prize!!  The costumes are always the biggest treat of the night, some tend to be kind of offensive, but most are just really funny....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPHcfuS5kI/AAAAAAAAAtA/-WtaFvqbNy0/s1600-h/BUNCO+09+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPHcfuS5kI/AAAAAAAAAtA/-WtaFvqbNy0/s400/BUNCO+09+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396376070885926466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom goes through so much hard work to make Bunco so fun.  She is such a wonderful person.  And her outfit although it was a LITTLE short was voted best costume.  But she didn't take the prize, she gave it away to the 2nd place winner!!  SO SELFLESS!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPHc_9b5XI/AAAAAAAAAtI/V9sCdIsi9yU/s1600-h/BUNCO+09+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPHc_9b5XI/AAAAAAAAAtI/V9sCdIsi9yU/s400/BUNCO+09+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396376079539365234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Dad the Mobster...  And the NEW BIGGEST CHEATER!!! He learned from the best, his sons!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPICQNPFfI/AAAAAAAAAto/y4iOagN1fDA/s1600-h/BUNCO+09+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPICQNPFfI/AAAAAAAAAto/y4iOagN1fDA/s400/BUNCO+09+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396376719555761650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason was a cowboy, notice Kalebs boy scout hankerchief..... He is soooo resourceful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPLQCTJ7qI/AAAAAAAAAuA/fChHc30Z-cA/s1600-h/BUNCO+09+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPLQCTJ7qI/AAAAAAAAAuA/fChHc30Z-cA/s400/BUNCO+09+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396380254875545250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;JoAnn and I chillin before the party got started!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPFqufu-7I/AAAAAAAAAsg/CYlxNge-fD4/s1600-h/BUNCO+09+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPFqufu-7I/AAAAAAAAAsg/CYlxNge-fD4/s400/BUNCO+09+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396374116346297266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice Samanth's Nike Shorts apparently the costume was a little too sexy and short.  Riley's shirt was almost a belly shirt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPFqMLU93I/AAAAAAAAAsY/nWVXZxt48DA/s1600-h/BUNCO+09+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPFqMLU93I/AAAAAAAAAsY/nWVXZxt48DA/s400/BUNCO+09+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396374107133900658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JoAnn came as a very sexy Daisy Duck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPFp4Qd9cI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/FNjRQjWo5LM/s1600-h/BUNCO+09+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPFp4Qd9cI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/FNjRQjWo5LM/s400/BUNCO+09+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396374101786752450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter Pan (Josh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPJBl7nnEI/AAAAAAAAAt4/UVeJQrCiAEw/s1600-h/BUNCO+09+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPJBl7nnEI/AAAAAAAAAt4/UVeJQrCiAEw/s400/BUNCO+09+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396377807719210050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane Fonda (Mckenzie) She is the only sister that could get away with this one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPIBkdG9SI/AAAAAAAAAtY/EFsjLNybdAc/s1600-h/BUNCO+09+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPIBkdG9SI/AAAAAAAAAtY/EFsjLNybdAc/s400/BUNCO+09+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396376707811177762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grinch (Aaron) and Betsy Lou Who. (Elizabeth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You never know who is going to show up, this year we had a great treat, none other than the President of the US.... Barrack and Michelle Obama made a quick stop!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPICEIYbmI/AAAAAAAAAtg/QD0EcnGOGHY/s1600-h/BUNCO+09+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPICEIYbmI/AAAAAAAAAtg/QD0EcnGOGHY/s400/BUNCO+09+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396376716314177122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPIChMLRUI/AAAAAAAAAtw/kbkNJtQzk7s/s1600-h/BUNCO+09+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPIChMLRUI/AAAAAAAAAtw/kbkNJtQzk7s/s400/BUNCO+09+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396376724114720066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONS of cheating and alot of Laughing... I am counting down until next year already!!&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/361161811334930859-3106501110195740681?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3106501110195740681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=3106501110195740681&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3106501110195740681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3106501110195740681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/10/bunco-time-again.html' title='Bunco time again!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SuPHcfuS5kI/AAAAAAAAAtA/-WtaFvqbNy0/s72-c/BUNCO+09+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-838424373324271042</id><published>2009-10-21T14:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T14:47:11.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping the gun...JUST A LITTLE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture of Harley aka Har Bar, Harlos, Luna or as I call her Harbo, because she is obsessed with HOBO's!    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/St9_60kmNWI/AAAAAAAAArg/fD5xVLZV4qw/s1600-h/IMG_0332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/St9_60kmNWI/AAAAAAAAArg/fD5xVLZV4qw/s400/IMG_0332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395171527134426466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Little Harbo did something not so funny yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was emailing a friend that is also a realtor yesterday.  About 3 months ago I asked her to find out what she thought our house would sell for, I then changed my cell phone number and forgot to give it to her.  I remembered that and thought I would email her and see what she had found out.  Harley oversaw my email and jumped to the conclusion that we were listing our house TODAY!  So she got on Facebook and announced to the whole world (ok so not the whole world but might has well have been)  that we wanted to get out of the neighborhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until my sister Samantha saw it that we found out, and by that time one of the neighbors had already commented.  Thanks Harley for letting everyone know how we feel!!&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/361161811334930859-838424373324271042?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/838424373324271042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=838424373324271042&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/838424373324271042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/838424373324271042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/10/jumping-gunjust-little.html' title='Jumping the gun...JUST A LITTLE!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/St9_60kmNWI/AAAAAAAAArg/fD5xVLZV4qw/s72-c/IMG_0332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-5202997846602550557</id><published>2009-10-08T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:05:49.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again.... WHO IS MY KID?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok so here is a picture of my two oldest that I hi-jacked from Harleys Facebook...  What is my point???  LOOK AT THE HAIR.... on Kaleb......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Ss5c_oa5VSI/AAAAAAAAArI/nh1kk4uRSV4/s1600-h/Kaleb+and+Harlos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Ss5c_oa5VSI/AAAAAAAAArI/nh1kk4uRSV4/s400/Kaleb+and+Harlos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390348052260803874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This hair is a source of a lot of things in our family...Contention being the biggest.&lt;br /&gt;Jason doesn't think he should be able to choose his hair style.  And I think he should be able to, my mom didn't control my hair and it's not like he has a braided tail or a mullet or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Every Sunday there is a fight over passing the sacrament with his hairdo.  Jason wants it parted to the side and tucked behind his ears.  I think he looks fine, I have seen worse believe you me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Ss5c_ycz1qI/AAAAAAAAArQ/h-cxJGVExHo/s1600-h/harley+and+kaleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Ss5c_ycz1qI/AAAAAAAAArQ/h-cxJGVExHo/s400/harley+and+kaleb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390348054953186978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the biggest problem we have right now is that there is quite a few girls that have been calling him, and some are older than him.  They are wanting to know if he wants to go out with them, or who he wants his first make out to be with.....  YES YOU HEARD RIGHT... make out.  I intercepted that text message!!!  So Jason's solution is to cut his hair.  You see Kaleb believes that just like SAMPSON his strength with the girls lies solely in his long flowing blonde locks!  He won't even let me put any old family pictures on my new facebook because he is telling all of his friends to ask me to add them as a friend so he can chat with them and he doesn't want them to see him with old short hair!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are the days of Kalebs hairs lives.......Stay tuned the hair saga continues&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-5202997846602550557?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5202997846602550557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=5202997846602550557&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5202997846602550557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5202997846602550557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/10/again-who-is-my-kid.html' title='Again.... WHO IS MY KID?'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Ss5c_oa5VSI/AAAAAAAAArI/nh1kk4uRSV4/s72-c/Kaleb+and+Harlos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4926447047869825831</id><published>2009-09-27T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:28:26.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Jake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sr9vttDgu-I/AAAAAAAAArA/dMMPK_rtZJw/s1600-h/Cooper+%26+Jake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386146510337522658" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sr9vttDgu-I/AAAAAAAAArA/dMMPK_rtZJw/s400/Cooper+%26+Jake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my younger brother Josh is amazing. He does the coolest things and he surprised our Family with a video he made of Jake. When you have a loved one that has passed every photo, video clip etc is priceless. And even though it feels like your being kicked in the gut and you cry uncontrollably when you see them you still can find a way laugh while you look at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the video he created for us of Jake. And the song is Written for Jake by Josh and sung by him also. Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IdmNGt7hkw%20--"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scottfam.net/pages/videos.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4926447047869825831?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4926447047869825831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4926447047869825831&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4926447047869825831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4926447047869825831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/tribute-to-jake.html' title='Tribute to Jake'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sr9vttDgu-I/AAAAAAAAArA/dMMPK_rtZJw/s72-c/Cooper+%26+Jake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-1041738130119074141</id><published>2009-08-26T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:32:23.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SpVVOsaHMdI/AAAAAAAAAq4/3PFUA2GPiPM/s1600-h/d40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374295441263768018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SpVVOsaHMdI/AAAAAAAAAq4/3PFUA2GPiPM/s400/d40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15 years ago today, Jason and I took the plunge and this is where we ended up!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Anniversary I Love You!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-1041738130119074141?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1041738130119074141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1041738130119074141&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1041738130119074141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1041738130119074141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/15-years-ago-today-jason-and-i-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SpVVOsaHMdI/AAAAAAAAAq4/3PFUA2GPiPM/s72-c/d40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4018252339458913605</id><published>2009-08-23T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T08:05:58.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know your getting old.....</title><content type='html'>When your first born is 14!!  How did this happen so fast??  Harbar, aka Harlos and Harley is 14 today.  I am so sad, I told Jason, she is 3/4 of the way out of our house.  She could be gone in 4 years!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SpFUxSG1DnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ZiMkrBdMN9Q/s1600-h/facebook+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SpFUxSG1DnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ZiMkrBdMN9Q/s400/facebook+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373169036080516722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hijacked these pictures from her facebook account.  Things that interst Harlos right now, is boys, dying her hair every other week, Shopping... mainly at Papaya, and cute shoes.  She loves to read, sometimes I have to ground her from her books!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SpFUxSG1DnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ZiMkrBdMN9Q/s1600-h/facebook+2.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SpFUwxc_rPI/AAAAAAAAAqo/HyiNttX-rwU/s1600-h/facebook+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SpFUwxc_rPI/AAAAAAAAAqo/HyiNttX-rwU/s400/facebook+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373169027315117298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Harley has been so much fun, she uses me alot for MiRancherito and Dr. Pepper.  But I will let her use me anyday if it means I can spend time with her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Harley, We Love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4018252339458913605?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4018252339458913605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4018252339458913605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4018252339458913605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4018252339458913605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-know-your-getting-old.html' title='You know your getting old.....'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SpFUxSG1DnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ZiMkrBdMN9Q/s72-c/facebook+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-5400312389408025090</id><published>2009-08-18T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T14:34:55.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO CAMERA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SosduCLlc_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/xk0HW0-ZIlM/s1600-h/broken+camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SosduCLlc_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/xk0HW0-ZIlM/s400/broken+camera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371419657266099186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There has been a MILLION things for me to blog about this past 2 weeks, but I haven't had a camera.  I was one of those nerdy people that was not going to switch from 35 MM cameras to digital.  I never saw the point in Digital because you never develop any of the digital pictures.  BUT.... I have to say I am addicted.  I can't live with out my camera.  So I will be going later on today to purchase a new one.  And hopefully the blog worthy events will keep coming!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-5400312389408025090?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5400312389408025090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=5400312389408025090&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5400312389408025090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5400312389408025090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-camera.html' title='NO CAMERA!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SosduCLlc_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/xk0HW0-ZIlM/s72-c/broken+camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4201979528295632667</id><published>2009-08-12T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:28:53.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHITE TRASH TIME AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369223164896048050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SoNQBWdtc7I/AAAAAAAAAqI/Plq1d50wfwg/s400/P8081125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SoNQB4FeiWI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/k-8GnKamMrs/s1600-h/P8081123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369223173921212770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SoNQB4FeiWI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/k-8GnKamMrs/s400/P8081123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369223180467456418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SoNQCQeOSaI/AAAAAAAAAqY/yq97MW_r26I/s400/P8081127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yes it is that time of year again, where the White Trash comes out in us! Jason had a new car this year, he spent all month getting ready for the BIG race in the Juab County Fair. His car was new and the paint job left a little to be desired.... He let the kids paint the car this year and I had NO problems with what they painted on it.... it was what he put on it. Sayings like "BITE ME" and the number 666 which is his lucky number and it doesn't bother us, but some people have a problem with it. My camera was indisposed for the race so I had to get some pictures from Vanessa, and I didn't get any pictures this year of our WHITE TRASH FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car didn't fair very well. Jason left some fan on to cool the transmission and it punctured the line for the fluid early on. He said this was his best race, but if you ask Kaleb, his dad never wins!! Oh well he is prepping the car for another big race in Spanish Fork this weekend, hopefully he can make his son proud this time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4201979528295632667?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4201979528295632667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4201979528295632667&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4201979528295632667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4201979528295632667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/white-trash-time-again.html' title='WHITE TRASH TIME AGAIN'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SoNQBWdtc7I/AAAAAAAAAqI/Plq1d50wfwg/s72-c/P8081125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4849515910758448893</id><published>2009-07-23T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:51:12.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is my KID??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SmimQWocFzI/AAAAAAAAApw/ZeONr5QJDRY/s1600-h/177-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SmimQWocFzI/AAAAAAAAApw/ZeONr5QJDRY/s400/177-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361718156267886386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to teach Kaleb about responsibility and that Money doesn't grow on trees.  So he has got a summer job mowing the lawn at my Dad's office.  I drive him over at 6:30 in the morning every Monday so that he can mow before all the workers get there. He started spending his money as fast as he was getting it.  So for the last 3 weeks I haven't let him spend any of it.  He pays his tithing and then he saves the rest of it.  Then his cousins called and asked if he could go to the mall, and I said yes but you aren't taking all of your money.  So I give him $40.00 of his money and I say,"Kaleb, don't buy any shirts, just buy some jeans or shoes I will buy your shirts."  And he in turn says, "Ok Mom I won't"...............So later in the day I get a phone call, "Mom I found this shirt at Rue 21 that I really want."  So I said OK,  after all this is his money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sm3a4DFvSJI/AAAAAAAAAp4/HirvhZyPkbk/s1600-h/IMG_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sm3a4DFvSJI/AAAAAAAAAp4/HirvhZyPkbk/s400/IMG_0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363183387705034898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 4:00 I get this picture text from his cousin.......  ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? Does that shirt really say what I think it says????  So I call him and of course Dawson is laughing his head off at this point.  I demanded that he take it off and return it immediately.  He did and when he got home, I lectured him for about 10 minutes and then I said "How much money do you have left?"  And he says 10 bucks.  So I said go get what you bought so I can see, and he says "All I bought was some sunglasses for $7.00."  Does that add up to you???  40 minus 7= 32, he should have at least $25.00 after lunch.  WHATEVER..... he won't be going to the mall with money without me ever again, next time he can window shop and then I will go back with him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4849515910758448893?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4849515910758448893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4849515910758448893&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4849515910758448893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4849515910758448893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-is-my-kid.html' title='Who is my KID??'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SmimQWocFzI/AAAAAAAAApw/ZeONr5QJDRY/s72-c/177-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4935207013239371918</id><published>2009-07-15T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T07:11:08.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Digits for Chey!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheyenne is 10 today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5Ar99-B-I/AAAAAAAAApA/gZL-Zq02wNM/s1600-h/d31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5Ar99-B-I/AAAAAAAAApA/gZL-Zq02wNM/s400/d31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358791730730502114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5Ar99-B-I/AAAAAAAAApA/gZL-Zq02wNM/s1600-h/d31.jpg"&gt;Here she is "ACTING" Innocent.....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5Ar99-B-I/AAAAAAAAApA/gZL-Zq02wNM/s1600-h/d31.jpg"&gt;.  we all know s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5Ar99-B-I/AAAAAAAAApA/gZL-Zq02wNM/s1600-h/d31.jpg"&gt;he's not!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5EbBVitQI/AAAAAAAAApo/u-PcpymF_Gk/s1600-h/DSC_0171+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5EbBVitQI/AAAAAAAAApo/u-PcpymF_Gk/s400/DSC_0171+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358795837623416066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No matter where or when she will make you laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5EamDtU1I/AAAAAAAAApg/DqKviBSqao8/s1600-h/d50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5EamDtU1I/AAAAAAAAApg/DqKviBSqao8/s400/d50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358795830300857170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is her signature pose, we love it.....NOT!  When we were taking pictures she kept trying to do this pose, and I was freaking out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5EaJBYRCI/AAAAAAAAApY/6J123StD7Mw/s1600-h/d8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5EaJBYRCI/AAAAAAAAApY/6J123StD7Mw/s400/d8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358795822506460194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY 10th Birthday CHEY LULA!!  WE HEART YOU!!!&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/361161811334930859-4935207013239371918?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4935207013239371918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4935207013239371918&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4935207013239371918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4935207013239371918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/07/double-digits-for-chey.html' title='Double Digits for Chey!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sl5Ar99-B-I/AAAAAAAAApA/gZL-Zq02wNM/s72-c/d31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-6975350752847363225</id><published>2009-07-13T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:03:19.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF"S</title><content type='html'>Rian and her cousin Addi are Best Friends!  This is a cute video that we shot on the 4th of July at a park and YES Rian is Nakey!!  She is ALLERGIC to clothes.  It doesn't matter where we are, she starts stripping down to the diaper if we aren't looking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e8300f400d7c6150" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8300f400d7c6150%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354567%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B54B1B5DFDAFD9552BE913018B9F4BB7C41A1F5.4477CCFC4F310C824CAB39ADAEF8205467690BB7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8300f400d7c6150%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuYyM1FsYdkAXpE9recHO9D50mfs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8300f400d7c6150%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354567%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B54B1B5DFDAFD9552BE913018B9F4BB7C41A1F5.4477CCFC4F310C824CAB39ADAEF8205467690BB7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8300f400d7c6150%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuYyM1FsYdkAXpE9recHO9D50mfs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so lucky to have her cousin live so close to us, we just call Sam and she runs her over, and it is WONDERFUL!!!&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/361161811334930859-6975350752847363225?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e8300f400d7c6150&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6975350752847363225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=6975350752847363225&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6975350752847363225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6975350752847363225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/07/bffs.html' title='BFF&quot;S'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-7320623790384594199</id><published>2009-06-24T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T16:06:27.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PDA at 13!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SkKvrIxt7CI/AAAAAAAAAoI/jmZPjDPK3Qg/s1600-h/159-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SkKvrIxt7CI/AAAAAAAAAoI/jmZPjDPK3Qg/s400/159-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351032462894820386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I know I have totally sucked at updating my blog, I am still BOOB!! (Burned Out On Blogging)  But this week has totally been blog worthy.  I don't know if you guys remember my DEAR SWEET TEEN HARLEY, but she is a gem!  And this post is dedicated to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har bar has decided that she is hot and needs to have man affection in her life. And not just any man, but our NEIGHBOR!!!  One thing that she might have wanted to think about was that everytime she breaks his heart, she has to see him at church, passing the sacrament to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now with her pink hair that so wasn't cool last year but is totally SICK this year she is ALL GROWN UP!  And she thinks that she is old enough to date.  So yesterday her BF called and wanted to hang out.  So she asked me and I am thinking to myself, if I don't let her she will sneak around.  So I like her "Friend" (that's what I will call him) so I said sure he can come over.  So they put on a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SkKsFGK7xRI/AAAAAAAAAno/TJhveB5njvg/s1600-h/50+first.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SkKsFGK7xRI/AAAAAAAAAno/TJhveB5njvg/s400/50+first.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351028510825366802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ROMANTIC COMEDY called 50 first dates and sit down on the couch.  RIGHT NEXT TO EACHOTHER.  So  I am thinking to myself, they are sitting awfully close to eachother.  And as I slave away at another load of Laundry, I walk by and notice that they are doing this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SkKue6XyNmI/AAAAAAAAAoA/D9nyZ1HaSes/s1600-h/HAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SkKue6XyNmI/AAAAAAAAAoA/D9nyZ1HaSes/s400/HAR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351031153357895266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEY ARE HOLDING HANDS!!!!!!!   AUGHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SkKtP-lkHeI/AAAAAAAAAnw/5pTMqKVCSUQ/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SkKtP-lkHeI/AAAAAAAAAnw/5pTMqKVCSUQ/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351029797279768034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where have I gone wrong, that my 13, yes 13 year old, thinks that I am HIP enough to see her and her BF displaying large amounts of PDA right in front of me?  OH it gets worse....... then Chey and Rian wanted a snowy so I am contemplating on how I am going to pull this off with out leaving them alone. So I load all of them up, even the 2 love birds and we head down to the snow shack.  And I sit in the car with Rian as she has fallen asleep.  I look over at Harley and her BF and he has his STINKIN arm around her WAIST!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SkKt4kicmKI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Edkw_Kz4vvY/s1600-h/teen+kissing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 99px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SkKt4kicmKI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Edkw_Kz4vvY/s400/teen+kissing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351030494662006946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I think of them as..... LITTLE KIDS... doing big people stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Needless to say I need some advice on how NOT TO KILL HER! The best part of the whole situation is that KALEB is totally into girls and has them calling him everyday, one even brought him cookies when he broke his toe.  But he watches his big sis, and repeatedly tells me "Whatever Harley does I am so gonna do when I am her age."  So I woke her up this morning and told her that I am not OK with their PDA, Heaven only knows what I am in for when she is 16, and actually old enough to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason has the best outlook on the whole situation, I told him what I saw and that I was freaking out, and this was his response....." when she gets pregnant they aren't living with us!!!"  NICE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-7320623790384594199?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7320623790384594199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=7320623790384594199&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7320623790384594199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7320623790384594199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/06/pda-at-13.html' title='PDA at 13!?!?!?'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SkKvrIxt7CI/AAAAAAAAAoI/jmZPjDPK3Qg/s72-c/159-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-1717070055623677757</id><published>2009-05-28T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:57:19.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Concert EVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340983787941106338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sh78dRdZkqI/AAAAAAAAAnY/XCsHcy1HoXA/s400/IMG_0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;You probably all think I have dropped off the face of the earth, but I haven't. I have been stalking all of your blogs but I am so BOOB- Burned Out On Blogging. I went to Taylor Swift's concert and it was the best. And I deserved it DAMN IT!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340984175158245842" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sh78zz9KOdI/AAAAAAAAAng/kkp3DH4i7Ug/s400/IMG_0096.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;We sat on the 7th row and it was awesome.  I have a new found hobby.  CONCERTING!!  Is that even a word???  Well it is to me, and I love it.  Now I am on to Kelly Clarkson and the concert of the year that you are all jealous of me.....THE JONAS BROTHERS!!!!&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/361161811334930859-1717070055623677757?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1717070055623677757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1717070055623677757&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1717070055623677757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1717070055623677757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-concert-ever.html' title='Best Concert EVER!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sh78dRdZkqI/AAAAAAAAAnY/XCsHcy1HoXA/s72-c/IMG_0211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-3691673080550646267</id><published>2009-04-20T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:55:27.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Month from you know where!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Se1DIrjjoiI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/EQJ-dj32H0E/s1600-h/church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Se1DIrjjoiI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/EQJ-dj32H0E/s400/church.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326987750659039778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it all started with the split of our ward, not only am I NOT in alot of my friends ward anymore, My husband is in the Bishopric.  Now don't get me wrong,I don't hate that he is in the bishopric for any reason other than I HAVE NOOOOO HELP during Sacrament meeting.  With my SWEET Rian.  It is truly a challenge to take care of a 2 year old that has hardly heard the word no EVER!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Se1Ch_3sADI/AAAAAAAAAm4/6G_HjREGLBo/s1600-h/penicillin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 78px; height: 92px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Se1Ch_3sADI/AAAAAAAAAm4/6G_HjREGLBo/s400/penicillin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326987086097285170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make matters worse I think that I have had STREP 3 times in the last month, and now my baby has it and she had to have the dreaded Penicillin shot today. That's what I get for Self Medicating myself.  HUH JOANN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Se1Cig8dE3I/AAAAAAAAAnI/_JsgErMQAdI/s1600-h/elmers+glue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 114px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Se1Cig8dE3I/AAAAAAAAAnI/_JsgErMQAdI/s400/elmers+glue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326987094975648626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor thing, no shot is worse than the penicillin shot, it is so thick, it looks like ELMERS GLUE and has the consistency of it too!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Se1Cic2UAuI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BtLcBPzIohg/s1600-h/granite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Se1Cic2UAuI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BtLcBPzIohg/s400/granite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326987093876146914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may never get better, but if I do I will be redoing my Kitchen Cabinets and Heading to the GRANITE countertop store!!!  That ought to make me feel better!!!&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/361161811334930859-3691673080550646267?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3691673080550646267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=3691673080550646267&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3691673080550646267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3691673080550646267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/04/month-from-you-know-where.html' title='Month from you know where!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Se1DIrjjoiI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/EQJ-dj32H0E/s72-c/church.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-2082573688995412313</id><published>2009-04-14T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:04:59.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEES---or Flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SeT5QrBNBBI/AAAAAAAAAmg/oGB2XRA2ToI/s1600-h/bees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SeT5QrBNBBI/AAAAAAAAAmg/oGB2XRA2ToI/s400/bees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324654724279763986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was trying to enjoy a nice long shower, because Kaleb played Hookie and stayed home from school to help me with Rian.  And about 5 minutes into my shower Kaleb comes banging on the door.  In the background I can hear Rian screaming BLOODY MURDER!  So I turn off the shower and ask him what the matter was, and he tells me that Rian thinks she is going to get hurt, from the BEE in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SeT5Q6ADQrI/AAAAAAAAAmo/e-L-ZxLGO1I/s1600-h/Fly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SeT5Q6ADQrI/AAAAAAAAAmo/e-L-ZxLGO1I/s400/Fly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324654728301462194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He at this point is laughing and so I get out to see what the matter is.  So I go to console her and she is freaking out, screaming that the bee is going to hurt her.  And as the FLY or BEE as she calls it flies near her she starts screaming LOUDER and LOUDER.   After I got my composure from Laughing I tried to explain to her that it was not a bee, but a fly, and that it wouldn't hurt her.  She finally calmed down. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SeT6SmaYmmI/AAAAAAAAAmw/wNNK3OKZVb4/s1600-h/pooh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SeT6SmaYmmI/AAAAAAAAAmw/wNNK3OKZVb4/s400/pooh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324655856914569826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess she has been watching a little too much of POOH!&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/361161811334930859-2082573688995412313?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2082573688995412313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=2082573688995412313&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2082573688995412313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2082573688995412313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/04/bees-or-flies.html' title='BEES---or Flies'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SeT5QrBNBBI/AAAAAAAAAmg/oGB2XRA2ToI/s72-c/bees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-590852250180889573</id><published>2009-04-09T11:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T12:05:33.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RECESSIONS SUCK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sd5F7_JxRyI/AAAAAAAAAmI/G1sEY7YO83E/s1600-h/BLAAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sd5F7_JxRyI/AAAAAAAAAmI/G1sEY7YO83E/s400/BLAAH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322768706465515298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAAHHH!!!   That is how I feel about life right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can 't turn on the TV without hearing about how many jobs are being lost.  So many people I know have lost their jobs lately.  And I feel so bad for them and their families.  I feel really fortunate that we haven't, and I am hoping that things start to look up soon for those who have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a serious RUT with Bloggin.  I have 25 other things to do each day and blogging has fell all the way to the bottom of my priorities!!  Have you ever sat down to your computer feeling guilty for not doing a post earlier? I sit down and think I have NOTHING to blog about and then I think back as life has passed me by the last couple of weeks and realize I have about 100 things that I SHOULD have posted about.  But oh well, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing coming up is EASTER!!  YEA!  I love Easter, it is a time that I can reflect on what really matters and why we are here on this earth.  It makes me feel so much better to know that all we are going through in this world is for a purpose, and that no matter how bad things get there is always another day to pick up the pieces and start over tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are struggling in life, lost your job, or someone you are close to is sick, this one is for you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-590852250180889573?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/590852250180889573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=590852250180889573&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/590852250180889573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/590852250180889573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/04/recessions-suck.html' title='RECESSIONS SUCK!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sd5F7_JxRyI/AAAAAAAAAmI/G1sEY7YO83E/s72-c/BLAAH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-3236591055387935813</id><published>2009-03-31T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:53:28.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAYLOR SWIFT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SdJyfqVCpSI/AAAAAAAAAmA/LzDFodZXZtg/s1600-h/taylor_swift1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SdJyfqVCpSI/AAAAAAAAAmA/LzDFodZXZtg/s400/taylor_swift1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319439998142031138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came and conquered once again, YES you heard right I got Taylor Swift Tickets!!!  I haven't been to a concert in like 10 years or more until I hit the MC Hammer and Vanilla Ice concert and that got me going and now I am on a roll.  I will complete 5 concerts in about 6 months time, and that is more than I have gone to in my whole 29 years combined!!!  So I am way STOKED!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-3236591055387935813?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3236591055387935813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=3236591055387935813&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3236591055387935813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3236591055387935813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/taylor-swift.html' title='TAYLOR SWIFT!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SdJyfqVCpSI/AAAAAAAAAmA/LzDFodZXZtg/s72-c/taylor_swift1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-5356419179197439981</id><published>2009-03-17T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:25:25.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time of year again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sb_4f3NnZoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/uAYjv0OpDrw/s1600-h/SoftballGloveBallBat.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sb_4f3NnZoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/uAYjv0OpDrw/s400/SoftballGloveBallBat.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314239311601165954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is in the air, and that means it is BASEBALL and SOFTBALL time.  We are starting to think about holding TRYOUTS for our Old Ladies team this year.  We are going to have to start thinking about spring camp soon also.  So if you want to be on the team, let me know and I will give you the 411 on the dates.  I am not going to be able to take everyone, as I am sure this post will yield a HIGH VOLUME of applicants, but I will do what I can!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-5356419179197439981?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5356419179197439981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=5356419179197439981&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5356419179197439981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5356419179197439981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-that-time-of-year-again.html' title='It&apos;s that time of year again!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sb_4f3NnZoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/uAYjv0OpDrw/s72-c/SoftballGloveBallBat.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-5105920036787470115</id><published>2009-03-11T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:21:57.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JO BROS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SbgOr_jgiUI/AAAAAAAAAlg/6zKorQYuUb0/s1600-h/jonas-brothers-251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SbgOr_jgiUI/AAAAAAAAAlg/6zKorQYuUb0/s400/jonas-brothers-251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312011909441030466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheyenne came running through the house last week, screaming that the JO BROS were coming to town, and that she HAD to go to their concert.  So I guess we are going, it should prove to be an interesting night, and the concert quest goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SbgPJU55AFI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Fv86H5KRHqw/s1600-h/TaylorSwift-01-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SbgPJU55AFI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Fv86H5KRHqw/s400/TaylorSwift-01-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312012413388259410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are now in search of TAYLOR SWIFT concert tickets, she is said to sell out in 2 minutes, so wish us luck!!!!  WERE GONNA NEED 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/361161811334930859-5105920036787470115?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5105920036787470115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=5105920036787470115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5105920036787470115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5105920036787470115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/jo-bros.html' title='JO BROS!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SbgOr_jgiUI/AAAAAAAAAlg/6zKorQYuUb0/s72-c/jonas-brothers-251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-5831523042548788270</id><published>2009-03-01T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:10:08.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN LOVING MEMORY OF JAKE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SasDmTzBUII/AAAAAAAAAlY/gQVySvjoBYQ/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SasDmTzBUII/AAAAAAAAAlY/gQVySvjoBYQ/s400/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308340542470443138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 years ago today my little brother lost his life in a battle with Addiction.  I miss him more than words can say!  As time has gone by the pain doesn't get any less,  I know in my heart I will see him again and I will have a chance to say everything that I didn't get to say to him while he was alive on this earth.  I love you and miss you Jake!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-5831523042548788270?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5831523042548788270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=5831523042548788270&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5831523042548788270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5831523042548788270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-loving-memory-jake.html' title='IN LOVING MEMORY OF JAKE!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SasDmTzBUII/AAAAAAAAAlY/gQVySvjoBYQ/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-3787768864413154095</id><published>2009-02-28T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:09:52.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The birthday to remember!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanLxh2Y8VI/AAAAAAAAAk4/mLZPkEvzGKA/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanLxh2Y8VI/AAAAAAAAAk4/mLZPkEvzGKA/s400/IMG_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307997687593365842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are PROFESSIONAL concert goers now!!  When is the next one????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC Hammer and Vanilla Ice were in town yesterday, I don't know if you all heard that they would be.  But we stopped in to say hello to them and they were happy to see us!!! As I was PRIMPING to get ready, I decided that it was time to go all the way back to the 80's.  And by that I meant pulling out all of the stops and putting some earrings in my second holes, which has not been done for a decade or two, depending on how old you believe that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanBK12LdJI/AAAAAAAAAjg/g5NA_HGhxwo/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanBK12LdJI/AAAAAAAAAjg/g5NA_HGhxwo/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307986027830015122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After alot of pain and a little swearing I got them in.  And they looked great, getting one of them out was a totally different story!!!!  Can you say INFECTION???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanB2x0XBRI/AAAAAAAAAjo/UG3QlTHpZGA/s1600-h/IMG_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanB2x0XBRI/AAAAAAAAAjo/UG3QlTHpZGA/s320/IMG_0049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307986782662886674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa's 80's glasses were very hip and Judy had these humongous pink hoop earrings on but she couldn't turn her head so she took a break from them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanICIhpFdI/AAAAAAAAAkw/QmFKiz8iPcI/s1600-h/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we all squished in the Tahoe and headed out for an adventure of a life time!!  Judy was thrilled to be with us, I just don't think that she expected to have her life flash before her eyes as Vanessa threatened to kill some "PUNK A" teenagers on the way to eat!!  It was very interesting and hilarious. Don't mess with Vanessa!!!&lt;br /&gt;We hit PF CHANGS before the concert and it was delicious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanICLvS7AI/AAAAAAAAAko/AP1TAhRotiA/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanICLvS7AI/AAAAAAAAAko/AP1TAhRotiA/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307993575669296130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vanessa flashing her GANG SIGNS, just a little of what she dished out to those dumb kids!!  Jodi just sat back and watched everyone most of the night.  I think she thought we were a little weird!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanMpWxPViI/AAAAAAAAAlI/QS2ac4rUUWA/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanMpWxPViI/AAAAAAAAAlI/QS2ac4rUUWA/s400/IMG_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307998646691649058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JoAnn pegged her pants, they were so happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanC6zrhKPI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DZocJWHmUgI/s1600-h/IMG_0013+%2824%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanC6zrhKPI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DZocJWHmUgI/s320/IMG_0013+%2824%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307987951393777906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Kelli and Jessica, my friends from high school, we graduated a year or so ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanC7dCj0mI/AAAAAAAAAkA/8XvThqMUZa4/s1600-h/IMG_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanC7dCj0mI/AAAAAAAAAkA/8XvThqMUZa4/s320/IMG_0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307987962496275042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy and I.  Amy's side ponytail was a huge hit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanNxlsbP-I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3wvCYySpzfQ/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanNxlsbP-I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3wvCYySpzfQ/s400/IMG_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307999887648571362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Amanda, Vanessa and Jodi having some down time during an intermission.  I don't know about all of you but my arms and my legs are so sore today.  I must be way out of shape if I can't hack doing the 2 legit and all the other hand moves to the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanESbEYnCI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4LC6qzgsHAU/s1600-h/IMG_0022+%2838%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanESbEYnCI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4LC6qzgsHAU/s320/IMG_0022+%2838%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307989456615676962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we headed on to the concert where we saw some pretty, should we say, COLORFUL people.  These teenagers made the 80's look like some sort of circus.  I never dressed as wild as most of them, but it was funny to see them, and make fun of them!!  Most all of them were  WAY younger than us.  The college students and younger crowd were all dumb enough to get GA tickets while us more SEASONED concert goers picked Seats!!!  We are no DUMMIES!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of Hammer pants and this kid shaved steps into his hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanHddx_qpI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Z4enVw14dKA/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanHddx_qpI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Z4enVw14dKA/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307992944857295506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-69863bad18f69f69" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D69863bad18f69f69%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354567%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8003F78559FE20577506EC8A36640F0379DD283C.8425ED04E38D564D1DCE2C5253CE603E71EE0B78%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D69863bad18f69f69%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy1qwPFwE8tb--LlhvpRlr98_Wy8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D69863bad18f69f69%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354567%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8003F78559FE20577506EC8A36640F0379DD283C.8425ED04E38D564D1DCE2C5253CE603E71EE0B78%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D69863bad18f69f69%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy1qwPFwE8tb--LlhvpRlr98_Wy8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a little video of the LEGENDARY Hammer and Ice together on stage.  They made history yesterday and I am only sorry that you were not all there to see 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/361161811334930859-3787768864413154095?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=69863bad18f69f69&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3787768864413154095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=3787768864413154095&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3787768864413154095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3787768864413154095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-to-remember.html' title='The birthday to remember!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SanLxh2Y8VI/AAAAAAAAAk4/mLZPkEvzGKA/s72-c/IMG_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-8360182422412133748</id><published>2009-02-26T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:36:36.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember This......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sack_xOJYnI/AAAAAAAAAjY/57ipk5UzA8Y/s1600-h/Jim+Carrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sack_xOJYnI/AAAAAAAAAjY/57ipk5UzA8Y/s400/Jim+Carrey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307251363842450034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting really excited for tomorrow, and my sister sent me &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0A7tLVIsuNw"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; link from "In Living Color" from the 90's.  I hope Vanilla Ice does better than Jim Carrey!!!  Can't wait for tomorrow, I got all my 80's gear ready!  Click &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=crb7VQiI72k&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to watch an imitation of MC Hammer that is Hilarious!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-8360182422412133748?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8360182422412133748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8360182422412133748&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8360182422412133748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8360182422412133748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/remember-this.html' title='Remember This......'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/Sack_xOJYnI/AAAAAAAAAjY/57ipk5UzA8Y/s72-c/Jim+Carrey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-927139455893183558</id><published>2009-02-23T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T08:04:00.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S MY BIRTHDAY WEEK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SaLI4j8b7rI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/u_knO0WsSuM/s1600-h/party1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SaLI4j8b7rI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/u_knO0WsSuM/s400/party1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306024185042824882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us just celebrate our birthdays for a day and some don't celebrate them at all, but I celebrate mine for at LEAST a week.  Some years I have tried to pull of a whole month, but I am really busy this year so 5 days is going to have to do!! I have BIG plans for the week, starting off with hunting for my 80's outfit for the concert, and I think I will buy myself a little extra stuff too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try my best to do a complete documentary of our night out so all of you who are making fun of us can see what fun you missed out on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY 29th TO ME IN 4 DAYS!!!&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/361161811334930859-927139455893183558?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/927139455893183558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=927139455893183558&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/927139455893183558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/927139455893183558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-my-birthday-week.html' title='IT&apos;S MY BIRTHDAY WEEK!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SaLI4j8b7rI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/u_knO0WsSuM/s72-c/party1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-8436250984311803083</id><published>2009-02-18T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:21:16.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaleb is 12!!</title><content type='html'>Kaleb turned 12 on February 16th, and he is such a character.  When I was trying to decide which pictures to put on the post I thought of this past Christmas when my family went up to Temple Square and we were waiting for the lights to come on and everyone wanted pictures of their families.  So everytime I took a picture of someone Kaleb's head would pop up in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZwx3pU9KEI/AAAAAAAAAjI/1v7ySfw4YjE/s1600-h/familu+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZwx3pU9KEI/AAAAAAAAAjI/1v7ySfw4YjE/s400/familu+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304169293191915586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Amanda and her cute family, and just as I get ready to snap the picture what do you know Kaleb appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZwx3YDTFoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/PDxyeKQOCP8/s1600-h/familu+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZwx3YDTFoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/PDxyeKQOCP8/s400/familu+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304169288554452610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I thought I would take a picture of my Dad, and there he is again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZwx3JFfwEI/AAAAAAAAAi4/NE0J2lSojj0/s1600-h/familu+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZwx3JFfwEI/AAAAAAAAAi4/NE0J2lSojj0/s400/familu+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304169284537139266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some days it is really hard to get mad at him because we are so close, but one thing is true about Kaleb, there is never a dull moment!!&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/361161811334930859-8436250984311803083?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8436250984311803083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8436250984311803083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8436250984311803083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8436250984311803083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/kaleb-is-12.html' title='Kaleb is 12!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZwx3pU9KEI/AAAAAAAAAjI/1v7ySfw4YjE/s72-c/familu+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-6031776470222180521</id><published>2009-02-14T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:59:00.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ever since I could remember my Mom has done a wonderful dinner for the kids on Valentines Day.  It was always about us and not them as  a kid.  Now that we are all grown and married we have been replaced for this tradition by the GRANDKIDS!!!  Now it is all about them.  And just like  me, my kids wouldn't miss this PARTY or any of my Moms Parties for ANYTHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZee2PVV9nI/AAAAAAAAAig/2lD3Di-4uTM/s1600-h/Valentines+09+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZee2PVV9nI/AAAAAAAAAig/2lD3Di-4uTM/s400/Valentines+09+211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881740918224498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Rian loved seeing her cousins and she especially loved the present that Grandma gave her.  My mom spoils her grandkids ROTTEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZee2GjTzQI/AAAAAAAAAio/a0cHd495jCw/s1600-h/Valentines+09+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZee2GjTzQI/AAAAAAAAAio/a0cHd495jCw/s400/Valentines+09+215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881738560883970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chey got a perm today and we didn't get to style it, but notice the beautiful football tattoo that she put on her forehead!  LOVE IT!!!  She knows just how to dress for the Party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZee2AAhCBI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vNwLvVxlNdM/s1600-h/Valentines+09+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZee2AAhCBI/AAAAAAAAAiY/vNwLvVxlNdM/s400/Valentines+09+210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881736804337682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Addi found this Beautiful Ensemble for the Party.  I don't know if she noticed but she was a LITTLE OVERDRESSED for the occasion!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZee2M1m7EI/AAAAAAAAAiw/BJWOgeW451s/s1600-h/Valentines+09+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZee2M1m7EI/AAAAAAAAAiw/BJWOgeW451s/s400/Valentines+09+223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881740248247362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the night would not have been complete without showing all of us OLD bloggers what is "IN STYLE".  Yes Har Bar being the fashion DIVA that she (thinks) she is showed us what the newest in Eye make up is!!  I don't care if that is in style, to me it looks like she is bleeding from all DUCTS of her EYES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-6031776470222180521?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6031776470222180521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=6031776470222180521&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6031776470222180521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6031776470222180521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-party.html' title='Valentines Party!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SZee2PVV9nI/AAAAAAAAAig/2lD3Di-4uTM/s72-c/Valentines+09+211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-2572877205978376111</id><published>2009-02-01T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T07:34:59.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th ROW BABY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yep I got Em'!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYW9Z7O3C9I/AAAAAAAAAhw/syBe-X4rBqc/s1600-h/tickets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYW9Z7O3C9I/AAAAAAAAAhw/syBe-X4rBqc/s400/tickets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297848789765655506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the tickets to see HAMMER and Vanilla.  It is official they will be in the mail tomorrow. I was so stressed out all morning wanting to make sure that I got the best tickets possible to the concert.  When I logged on to purchase them the computer would only let me buy 8 at a time, which meant that we would not all be sitting together, so I called in and told the lady that I needed 14 of her best seated tickets and that it was for my Birthday.  So she got us 5th ROW!!  I was so excited.  The only thing I am worried about is that I told all of my friends that it probably started at 7pm and that we should be home by 10, but that isn't going to happen.  You see the concert doesn't even start until 9!!  Hammer has to be like 50 now, how can he do that?  For the last 2 months I am lucky to be awake after 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I might have to drink a ROCK STAR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYXAn6lMeCI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ayo1AmppsbA/s1600-h/rock+stsr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYXAn6lMeCI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ayo1AmppsbA/s400/rock+stsr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297852328643950626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so I will be able to stay awake through the whole concert. Because we probably will be getting home around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYXAPOkvi-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/YjnPDrC05Iw/s1600-h/clodk.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYXAPOkvi-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/YjnPDrC05Iw/s400/clodk.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297851904514034658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AM that is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Get ready for a wild night because  NO MEN ALLOWED.  This should prove to be my most memorable birthday party ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most of all I am hoping that ROB (Vanilla)  will be wearing something like this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYW5ND9-XxI/AAAAAAAAAhg/PF06ploT7GU/s1600-h/vanilla_ice+post+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYW5ND9-XxI/AAAAAAAAAhg/PF06ploT7GU/s400/vanilla_ice+post+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297844170725941010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And second of all I am hoping that Hammer even though he is probably a Grandpa now can still move like &lt;a href="http://http//www.dailymotion.com/video/x14up8_mc-hammer-u-cant-touch-this_ads"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ladies get on EBAY and start looking for your Hammer pants because I am sure that none of our old ones will still fit us!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYW8rPw5QVI/AAAAAAAAAho/coGFz0jcm4w/s1600-h/hammer+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 362px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYW8rPw5QVI/AAAAAAAAAho/coGFz0jcm4w/s400/hammer+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297847987823264082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And PLEASE HAMMER DON'T HURT US.  Because we will be so close to you that you will probably be able to touch us.&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/361161811334930859-2572877205978376111?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2572877205978376111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=2572877205978376111&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2572877205978376111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2572877205978376111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/02/5th-row-baby.html' title='5th ROW BABY!!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYW9Z7O3C9I/AAAAAAAAAhw/syBe-X4rBqc/s72-c/tickets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-2441293568869540381</id><published>2009-01-30T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:08:56.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OFF GROUNDED!!!</title><content type='html'>Grounding your kids can be very nice, for instance, if your kids are grounded on the weekend then you have a ready made baby sitter for the weekends!!  But for once in 2 years all of my kids are off restriction, or grounding, all at the same time.  It seems as though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Har&lt;/span&gt; Bar has been grounded for 2 years straight!  Well I guess you might say she is still grounded since she lost her Social Studies book last term and I got a bill for $65.00 for it.  So she is trying to earn that money but I haven't kept her under lock and key while she is earning it.  Here are some of the ways that she has been earning the money:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYMHSOsV26I/AAAAAAAAAhI/Jjbc6zhN2Pk/s1600-h/Har+babysitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYMHSOsV26I/AAAAAAAAAhI/Jjbc6zhN2Pk/s400/Har+babysitting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297085596480953250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Baby Sitting and she kinda sucks at it, at least when she is tending her own siblings.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYMH_wuV5pI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/maTp-JqOiEk/s1600-h/wet+dry+vac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYMH_wuV5pI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/maTp-JqOiEk/s400/wet+dry+vac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297086378710263442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vacuums&lt;/span&gt; out my car.  One time she wanted money to go to the movies and I told her to vacuum out the car and she did a pretty good job.  So my car needed it and so I told her to do it again and she replied, "Just because I am good at it doesn't mean I have to do it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt;."  So she vacuumed out the bug and did a terrible job, I don't know if she was trying to do that so I wouldn't ask her to do it again or if she is BLIND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any how if you have any toilets that need to be scrubbed or walks that need to be shoveled call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Har&lt;/span&gt; Bar and she will come right over!  $65.00 is gonna take her a year at the rate she is going at our house, because I pay on how good a job she does!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-2441293568869540381?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2441293568869540381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=2441293568869540381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2441293568869540381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2441293568869540381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/off-grounded.html' title='OFF GROUNDED!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SYMHSOsV26I/AAAAAAAAAhI/Jjbc6zhN2Pk/s72-c/Har+babysitting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-1244163401201272764</id><published>2009-01-24T06:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:15:54.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN'T TOUCH-----  MY BIRTHDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh YEEEAAAHH BOOOYYYY,  TO LEGIT----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SXsotKEj5AI/AAAAAAAAAg4/J-doxvwylZ4/s1600-h/03_mchammer_lgl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SXsotKEj5AI/AAAAAAAAAg4/J-doxvwylZ4/s400/03_mchammer_lgl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294870543166858242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to go to MC Hammer and Vanilla Ice for my Birthday!!!  The Girls and I always do something fun to celebrate our Birthday's and we've done everything from Good Things Utah to Witches Night Out and Festival of the Trees.  JoAnn said that we have to do something  Fun for mine too.  At first we were going to go to the Price is Right then instead maybe a Night in Park City and on to shopping.   Nothing was falling into place, nothing felt right and now I know why. With some divine intervention I turned on the radio when I went to pick up my kids from school and I am listening to my favorite radio station Movin 100.7 and I hear it........&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SXso9PDN6hI/AAAAAAAAAhA/GAQYhkdP0MA/s1600-h/Vanilla_Ice-To_the_Extreme_%28album_cover%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SXso9PDN6hI/AAAAAAAAAhA/GAQYhkdP0MA/s400/Vanilla_Ice-To_the_Extreme_%28album_cover%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294870819381307922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC HAMMER and VANILLA ICE are coming in Concert and it is a day after my 29th Birthday so I call Vanessa and I am freakin out about because this is perfect, this is what we are going to do. The tickets go on sale soon and it will soon be official.   This is going to be HUGE!!!  DON"T BE HATIN BECAUSE YOUR JEALOUS!!!!   PLAYA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M OUTTA HERE, WORD TO YOUR MOTHA!!&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/361161811334930859-1244163401201272764?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1244163401201272764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1244163401201272764&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1244163401201272764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1244163401201272764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/can.html' title='CAN&apos;T TOUCH-----  MY BIRTHDAY!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SXsotKEj5AI/AAAAAAAAAg4/J-doxvwylZ4/s72-c/03_mchammer_lgl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-8938654330262259584</id><published>2009-01-21T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:34:19.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is all the HOOPLA about?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SXeFZpwqebI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Zgt6bcs-JxI/s1600-h/barack-obama-bw.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SXeFZpwqebI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Zgt6bcs-JxI/s400/barack-obama-bw.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293846562750495154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may seem UNPATRIOTIC, but I don't understand why the whole world thinks that one man is going to change the world.  Yesterday I was watching the inauguration of President Obama and I was amazed at the amount of people that showed up.  Mainly because there was so much hype about it and I don't remember any of this happening for any of the Presidents that have been in office while I have been alive.  I can't figure out why the world thinks that he is going to be able to fix all the problems in the world.  There was so much OPTIMISM yesterday and I so want to get into that spirit.  But most of my thinking is that our problems are WAY BIGGER than Mr. Obama is going to be able to fix.  So hopefully those 2 million people know something I don't know and all the problems with the economy will just disappear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/WCMAIN%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-8938654330262259584?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8938654330262259584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8938654330262259584&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8938654330262259584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8938654330262259584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-all-hoopla-about.html' title='What is all the HOOPLA about?'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SXeFZpwqebI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Zgt6bcs-JxI/s72-c/barack-obama-bw.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-3639018343235691867</id><published>2009-01-17T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:53:40.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GROUNDED!</title><content type='html'>So it was Parent Teacher or SEP conferences this week and everytime I pick up my kids from school on this day I say " Is there anything you want to tell me before we go see your teacher?"  and they usually say no.  This year Kaleb's friend Ivan got in my car and said, "Kaleb is going to be in so much trouble today."  So I again asked Kaleb and he told me he got in trouble for talking.  So fast forward an hour as we are leaving his SEP's......KALEB IS SOOOO GROUNDED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for undisclosed reasons he got grounded and lets just say it wasn't only because he was talking to much.  So we get home and Jason and I took every possession of his away.  Every Christmas present, his TV, his Nintendo DS, ETC.  All day Friday he sits around and does NOTHING.  And I asked him at the end of the day how being grounded was.  Having anything and everything that he loves taken away from him.  And he answers by saying, "You didn't take one thing that I love away from me."  And I am thinking, What is it so I can take it away.  And he answers with, "You, snuggling with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SXKK2i2nuCI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Sm-Xy2iI-NM/s1600-h/d48again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SXKK2i2nuCI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Sm-Xy2iI-NM/s400/d48again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292445181787224098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I still ground him with that answer you ask???  EASY, I just think back on that SEP conference!!!! Hopefully we NEVER have another Conference like this again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-3639018343235691867?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3639018343235691867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=3639018343235691867&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3639018343235691867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3639018343235691867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/grounded.html' title='GROUNDED!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SXKK2i2nuCI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Sm-Xy2iI-NM/s72-c/d48again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-5100131220874144593</id><published>2009-01-07T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:13:31.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Toothfairy.  I know you aren't Real BUT......</title><content type='html'>So about 3 years ago &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cheylula&lt;/span&gt; came home from school with a few TOUGH questions for me.  She wanted to know what her friends big secret was about the Tooth Fairy.  After about 5 days of me avoiding the question I let her in on it.  And then she wanted to know about the Easter Bunny, Santa, etc.  So I said, "Do you really want to know?"  And of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couse&lt;/span&gt; she did, so I enlightened her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chey&lt;/span&gt; lost a tooth because they are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SNAGGLE&lt;/span&gt; TOOTH&lt;/span&gt; for about a year before they simply fall out of her mouth because she won't pull them out.  WIMP, they don't even bleed when the fall out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night she finally had one fall out that we have been waiting for for about 6 months and she was really excited because it didn't hurt and she was gonna get a visit from the Tooth Fairy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? &lt;/span&gt; I told her the Tooth Fairy doesn't come to her anymore.  But when I woke up this morning this is what I found.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SW5_RF6IIMI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/QXf2RTDxfW4/s1600-h/toothfairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SW5_RF6IIMI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/QXf2RTDxfW4/s400/toothfairy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291306543827394754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAKING IT DOESN'T WORK ANYMORE CHEYENNE!!!&lt;/span&gt;  And what is up with the Spelling??? She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; doesn't take after me in that department!!&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/361161811334930859-5100131220874144593?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5100131220874144593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=5100131220874144593&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5100131220874144593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5100131220874144593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-toothfairy-i-know-you-arent-real.html' title='Dear Toothfairy.  I know you aren&apos;t Real BUT......'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SW5_RF6IIMI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/QXf2RTDxfW4/s72-c/toothfairy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-2543931389517467664</id><published>2009-01-07T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:05:28.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair Product- You should try it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rian or Rainy as we call her is following in her Big Sister Har Bar's footsteps and venturing into the Beauty Business.  But she is not copying other stylists.  NO... she is blazing her own trails.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SWVbxBe78AI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-V3tZ4tj3x8/s1600-h/family+2008+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SWVbxBe78AI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-V3tZ4tj3x8/s320/family+2008+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288734235186425858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rian LOVES lotion.  If you want to put some on her plan on her just taking a bath in it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SWVbvljJiJI/AAAAAAAAAes/2Nd2ObFFHJQ/s1600-h/family+2008+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SWVbvljJiJI/AAAAAAAAAes/2Nd2ObFFHJQ/s320/family+2008+125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288734210508032146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she is proud of how beautiful she is when she is all done!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SWVbwWlbsiI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Ov-ZR3xwn5s/s1600-h/family+2008+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SWVbwWlbsiI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Ov-ZR3xwn5s/s320/family+2008+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288734223670948386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she could she would put lotion on all day long!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SWVbwOygCNI/AAAAAAAAAe0/2VzxQAFzYIw/s1600-h/family+2008+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SWVbwOygCNI/AAAAAAAAAe0/2VzxQAFzYIw/s320/family+2008+126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288734221578275026" border="0" /&gt;Who knows maybe I will get lucky and she will be a Plastic Surgeon or an Esthetician!!!&lt;br /&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/361161811334930859-2543931389517467664?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2543931389517467664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=2543931389517467664&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2543931389517467664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2543931389517467664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-hair-product-you-should-try-it.html' title='New Hair Product- You should try it!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SWVbxBe78AI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-V3tZ4tj3x8/s72-c/family+2008+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-5272551089327132311</id><published>2008-12-28T15:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T06:34:12.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Christmas Gift!</title><content type='html'>This is a picture of my favorite gift I got for Christmas this year.  I get a lb of See's Mint Truffles every year and I love them and you can see just how much in my BUTT about a week after Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgON8cRrSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wnDvIS-Kw6s/s1600-h/family+2008+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgON8cRrSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wnDvIS-Kw6s/s320/family+2008+161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284989795445091618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what my box of Chocolates looks like 3 days after Christmas, not because I ate them all.  You might want to take note of Rian's behind this year as she ate about 3/4 of the box in 3 days.  Today I ate a truffle about 11 am and there was about15 left.  I went back at 4:30 to get another one as my butt was feeling a little too skinny and this is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgOOK6XBnI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zkFasaQQD5c/s1600-h/family+2008+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgOOK6XBnI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zkFasaQQD5c/s320/family+2008+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284989799329367666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I looked over at Rian and I could see where all 15 of them went!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgOOexnYwI/AAAAAAAAAec/KNLmnBFeHCg/s1600-h/family+2008+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgOOexnYwI/AAAAAAAAAec/KNLmnBFeHCg/s320/family+2008+165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284989804661400322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How can you get mad at this face, the way I look at it is BETTER HER BUTT THAN MINE!!!&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/361161811334930859-5272551089327132311?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5272551089327132311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=5272551089327132311&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5272551089327132311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5272551089327132311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favorite-christmas-gift.html' title='My Favorite Christmas Gift!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgON8cRrSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/wnDvIS-Kw6s/s72-c/family+2008+161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-1113297763802463768</id><published>2008-12-28T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:50:03.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS EVE 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Eve was very eventful this year, we started out by going sled riding at Peteeneet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgJRct3UvI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9lSu5-S6nCQ/s1600-h/family+2008+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgJRct3UvI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9lSu5-S6nCQ/s320/family+2008+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284984358090265330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Nephew MAXX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgJRPLwoRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/9R93ZNkS2pk/s1600-h/family+2008+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgJRPLwoRI/AAAAAAAAAdU/9R93ZNkS2pk/s320/family+2008+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284984354457559314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaleb took on SnowBoarding most of the day, but on this run he took the GIRLS TUBE!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgQe7jRGPI/AAAAAAAAAek/Cujb3nwyfHk/s1600-h/family+2008+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgQe7jRGPI/AAAAAAAAAek/Cujb3nwyfHk/s320/family+2008+155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284992286287010034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice Har Bar is MIA!  She is way tooo cool to go sled riding.  Here is Chey with her normal face!! WHINING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgKMVJI5lI/AAAAAAAAAdk/3AJrPuvGX-Y/s1600-h/family+2008+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgKMVJI5lI/AAAAAAAAAdk/3AJrPuvGX-Y/s320/family+2008+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284985369669461586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ventured onto the CEMETERY  where we lit candles for JAKE and ZEKE!!  This is something that we do every Christmas Eve and it is a very emotional time for our Family.  Jake has been gone for almost 3 years and it is as painful when we go visit his grave as the day of the Funeral.  I don't know if it will ever be easy, but we have to go so that we can keep him in our hearts and so that our kids will know him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgKMwx27AI/AAAAAAAAAds/jUmoM4GWc14/s1600-h/family+2008+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgKMwx27AI/AAAAAAAAAds/jUmoM4GWc14/s320/family+2008+117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284985377088007170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of his headstone, I miss him so much!!!  I think of all the things I would say to him if I only could have one more conversation with him.  I know I will one day get to say all of these words to him!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgKNMSZLdI/AAAAAAAAAd0/8L9X1HVLBAc/s1600-h/family+2008+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgKNMSZLdI/AAAAAAAAAd0/8L9X1HVLBAc/s320/family+2008+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284985384472227282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Zeke's headstone, for some reason it is not as painful to go to his grave as it is my brothers, perhaps because I believe I will get to hold him again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then onto much Happier moments when the kids open their Christmas Eve Gifts.... PAJAMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgLpy0j8II/AAAAAAAAAd8/2R0jTUN8-80/s1600-h/family+2008+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgLpy0j8II/AAAAAAAAAd8/2R0jTUN8-80/s320/family+2008+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284986975364051074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Kids know what they are getting every Christmas Eve as it is a tradition in our house but they still love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgLqQXPtaI/AAAAAAAAAeE/-b7A3NURoL4/s1600-h/family+2008+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgLqQXPtaI/AAAAAAAAAeE/-b7A3NURoL4/s320/family+2008+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284986983294154146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rian got Minnie Mouse PJ's and she literally didn't take them off for 2 days!!  Glad she liked them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-1113297763802463768?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1113297763802463768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1113297763802463768&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1113297763802463768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1113297763802463768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve-2008.html' title='CHRISTMAS EVE 2008'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVgJRct3UvI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9lSu5-S6nCQ/s72-c/family+2008+152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-5574286327260629763</id><published>2008-12-22T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:48:28.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTC???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVAY9T6o-2I/AAAAAAAAAdM/uejCGJyxOYU/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 92px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVAY9T6o-2I/AAAAAAAAAdM/uejCGJyxOYU/s400/snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282749804502907746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in the Crap is up with all the snow??  I feel like I am living in Alaska!  The only difference is that we can't see Russia from our windows like Sarah Palin!!!  Don't get me wrong I love the snow UNTIL Christmas, but I wish it would pace itself.  It is seriously KILLING ME!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-5574286327260629763?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5574286327260629763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=5574286327260629763&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5574286327260629763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5574286327260629763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/wtc.html' title='WTC???'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SVAY9T6o-2I/AAAAAAAAAdM/uejCGJyxOYU/s72-c/snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-416071568116371135</id><published>2008-12-18T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T05:35:30.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Master Craftsman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Husband is a Master Craftsman, or maybe he is just cheap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SUpRUjZrjtI/AAAAAAAAAdE/L2d5Ac390lU/s1600-h/familu+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SUpRUjZrjtI/AAAAAAAAAdE/L2d5Ac390lU/s400/familu+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281122926587514578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These pictures are of 2 planes one is white and foam and the other is yellow and plastic.  This whole story started when he bought an airplane to fly outside and he crashed it pretty much the first time he flew it.  So he gathered all the pieces and put them in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SUpRUR5VtPI/AAAAAAAAAc8/v59ChAfsuO0/s1600-h/familu+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SUpRUR5VtPI/AAAAAAAAAc8/v59ChAfsuO0/s400/familu+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281122921888462066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think most people would have thrown the broken plane away, but no, not Jason he is way too clever and handy for that.  So one day he bought a new plane, one that might be a little more forgiving when it crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SUpNk9TXCII/AAAAAAAAAcc/P6yav9emkBQ/s1600-h/familu+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SUpNk9TXCII/AAAAAAAAAcc/P6yav9emkBQ/s400/familu+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281118810371721346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is what he did.  He took the little engine  and propellers and wedged out a perfect space in his new plane for the old planes parts and DUCT TAPED them on to the foam plane.  This is what Jason looks like when he knows that I am taking pictures of him and that he will be the subject of my new blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SUpPPjTQTbI/AAAAAAAAAc0/2QBJBRRAeH4/s1600-h/familu+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SUpPPjTQTbI/AAAAAAAAAc0/2QBJBRRAeH4/s400/familu+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281120641637961138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is the finished project!  He went out to fly it and it crashed on the first try!!!  But I am sure the next time he puts the parts on a new plane it'll all work out just fine for him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-416071568116371135?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/416071568116371135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=416071568116371135&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/416071568116371135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/416071568116371135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/master-craftsman.html' title='The Master Craftsman'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SUpRUjZrjtI/AAAAAAAAAdE/L2d5Ac390lU/s72-c/familu+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-6192075011424018731</id><published>2008-12-04T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T05:41:51.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to JoAnn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHILI"S and Festival of the Trees, what more can a group of Friends ask for??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STfcibykDDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1olFG66dIfo/s1600-h/Festival+of+trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STfcibykDDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1olFG66dIfo/s400/Festival+of+trees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275927972621323314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vanessa, Amanda, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JoAnn&lt;/span&gt; and I got together last night to celebrate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JoAnn's&lt;/span&gt; Birthday, it was a little late but still a lot of fun!  We headed up to the LAKE and hit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JoAnn's&lt;/span&gt; favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; CHILI'S.  Dinner was good but the real treat was Vanessa hooking our waiter up with her sister in law.  Warning: if you are single and Vanessa knows it you could have an arranged marriage without you even meeting your future spouse!!  So hopefully he isn't a serial Killer!  Then we headed over to the Festival of the Trees.  This was a little overwhelming there was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bizillion&lt;/span&gt; trees to look at.  We saw Samuel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;McClusky's&lt;/span&gt; tree and it was very touching.  This kind of makes me sad to see all of the loved ones that families and friends have done trees in their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;remembrance&lt;/span&gt;.  It makes me think of Jake and my little Zeke.  But there were some pretty cool trees.  The highlight of the evening was watching people, how they acted and most of all what they thought was appropriate to leave the house in.  I could NOT believe how some of them were dressed.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HORRENDOUS&lt;/span&gt;, I tell you!  Any ways Happy (LATE) Birthday JoAnn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-6192075011424018731?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6192075011424018731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=6192075011424018731&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6192075011424018731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6192075011424018731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-to-joann.html' title='Happy Birthday to JoAnn!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STfcibykDDI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1olFG66dIfo/s72-c/Festival+of+trees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4011612042127196233</id><published>2008-12-02T10:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:52:21.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girls do the Elf Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVKSS6WAhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/O1d-N56G9jE/s400/dw+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275204216709054994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I take my kids to Disney World every year.  But there is one guarantee:  They won't be going next year!!  My kids are pretty good kids overall but when you go on vacation with the Kunzler Clan my kids look like complete TERRORS!! We went to Mickey's Magical Christmas party and it was really fun, it did rain on us alot but we still had fun!  Cinderellas Castle was amazing!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVMUGYLeKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/29Z_TTqpx5I/s1600-h/dw+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVMUGYLeKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/29Z_TTqpx5I/s400/dw+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275206446727526562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We waited in line for about 45 minutes so Rian could see her idols Mickey and Minnie and this is how she greeted them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVJkeKKj7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/2x3ST4oYL-s/s1600-h/dw+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVJkeKKj7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/2x3ST4oYL-s/s400/dw+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275203429454221234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Kunzlers gave them a warmer greeting though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVLKlORITI/AAAAAAAAAbM/o4m9LxcsUPs/s1600-h/dw+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVLKlORITI/AAAAAAAAAbM/o4m9LxcsUPs/s400/dw+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275205183697133874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Sea World the first day we were in Florida and my kids had a lot of fun!  This is JoAnn waiting to get Splashed by Shamu!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVLKwxfXqI/AAAAAAAAAbc/--Ny32ynBQ8/s1600-h/dw+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVLKwxfXqI/AAAAAAAAAbc/--Ny32ynBQ8/s400/dw+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275205186797657762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVLK9a1WiI/AAAAAAAAAbU/S0gnqyj4CV4/s1600-h/dw+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVLK9a1WiI/AAAAAAAAAbU/S0gnqyj4CV4/s400/dw+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275205190192290338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel was amazing we had an indoor pool and the kids swam all day if we weren't  at a park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVJkB41JgI/AAAAAAAAAa0/y6iGLH6uyoc/s1600-h/dw+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVJkB41JgI/AAAAAAAAAa0/y6iGLH6uyoc/s400/dw+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275203421865321986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rian and Har Bar at the pool, Rian loves to swim she is &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a fish out of water!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVN4mYR2SI/AAAAAAAAAb0/INhydBnAVQg/s1600-h/dw+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVN4mYR2SI/AAAAAAAAAb0/INhydBnAVQg/s400/dw+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275208173304797474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Kaleb on the Plane, he loves to take pictures of himself.  This was the only picture I had of him on the Vacation.  I suck at picture taking!!!  All in all we had alot of fun, Next time I hit Disney World it'll probably be minus 4 children though!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-8696544605143668288?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8696544605143668288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8696544605143668288&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8696544605143668288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8696544605143668288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/disney-world-2008.html' title='Disney World 2008'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STVKSS6WAhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/O1d-N56G9jE/s72-c/dw+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-8058839108224747157</id><published>2008-11-29T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:35:36.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday a COMPLETE SUCCESS!</title><content type='html'>SUCCESS, Yes you heard it right, I got everything I went looking for on Friday.  So those of you who went to  Walmart in search of a Power Wheels Jeep and came out empty handed, I am Sorry that  Walmart didn't have enought for everyone, but the important thing is that I came I saw and I conquered BLACK FRIDAY!!! (was there ever any doubt?) But the real treat was Friday night when the whole FAM DAM heads over to Spanish Fork to the Christmas Night Parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STF7oqe83ZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/iEo7vkeJVnc/s1600-h/dw+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STF7oqe83ZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/iEo7vkeJVnc/s400/dw+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274132577156652434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see Rian thoroughly enjoyed herself, I think she didn't want to sit on Har Bar's Lap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STF7VxEPOjI/AAAAAAAAAZc/GR-xYQJJs5I/s1600-h/dw+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STF7VxEPOjI/AAAAAAAAAZc/GR-xYQJJs5I/s400/dw+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274132252506143282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleb is a GRANNY'S BOY!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STF8VzDDQ7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/4pKI60RBeAI/s1600-h/dw+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STF8VzDDQ7I/AAAAAAAAAZs/4pKI60RBeAI/s400/dw+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274133352549663666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaleb had a lot of fun, I am not sure what this face he is making is but it is interesting!!&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/361161811334930859-8058839108224747157?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8058839108224747157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8058839108224747157&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8058839108224747157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8058839108224747157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-friday-complete-success.html' title='Black Friday a COMPLETE SUCCESS!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/STF7oqe83ZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/iEo7vkeJVnc/s72-c/dw+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-373955632496438513</id><published>2008-11-25T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:48:06.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACK FRIDAY is almost here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SSyqwAICkaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/wF-Fm30uP7I/s1600-h/blackfriday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SSyqwAICkaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/wF-Fm30uP7I/s400/blackfriday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272777005388173730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't love getting up at 4 am and heading out shopping on Black Friday???  If this isn't something you have ever experienced then you need to come with me.  It is truly a SPORT, and I love it.  Every year my sisters and I get up around 3 or 4 am and head down to Wally World, where all the good deals are.  They shrink wrap the pallets of anything on the BLITZ ad and at 5 am the poor employees have to cut the shrink wrap and try to dodge out of all of the commotion.  IT IS GREAT.  Most of the time I don't even have anything I am looking for I just go for the fun of it.  If you want to go meet us at walmart at 5am or before if you want to get ahold of any of the deals!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-373955632496438513?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/373955632496438513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=373955632496438513&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/373955632496438513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/373955632496438513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-friday-is-almost-here.html' title='BLACK FRIDAY is almost here!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SSyqwAICkaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/wF-Fm30uP7I/s72-c/blackfriday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-6705345021665111712</id><published>2008-11-06T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:23:05.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Race is Over!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SROTHvJ8SfI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ufZlsFAfJZw/s1600-h/House+christmas"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265714150452775410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SROTHvJ8SfI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ufZlsFAfJZw/s400/House+christmas" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes you heard right....YOU ALL LOST! I am the first to get my christmas lights up this year! I even beat Riley who LOVES the Holidays. As my Dad has always said to me, "Your running a race all by your self, no one is competing with you" Which may be true. But for all who know me well everything in Life is a COMPETITION!!! Today while I was hanging my lights, I got off the ladder because I noticed the UPS man was coming to my house. And he said to me, "It's a good thing that you got off your Ladder because anyone hanging their Christmas Lights this early needs to be knocked off the Ladder!" And I replied with a "Oh yeah, I bet your wife wishes her lights were already hung!" Then my neighbor yelled to me as I was finishing "Your making all the men in the neighborhood look bad". That may be true but the most important thing is that I WON!!! Even if no one was competing with me!!! I really just wanted them hung before I went to FLORIDA next week so I could enjoy them when I got back, and this weekend.....THE CHRISTMAS TREE!!!&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/361161811334930859-6705345021665111712?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6705345021665111712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=6705345021665111712&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6705345021665111712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6705345021665111712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/race-is-over.html' title='The Race is Over!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SROTHvJ8SfI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ufZlsFAfJZw/s72-c/House+christmas' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-2486971909685048038</id><published>2008-11-03T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:08:46.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Jessica- 4th picture in the folder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SQ-73n0LkmI/AAAAAAAAAZE/br7kaRestK8/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264633053674443362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SQ-73n0LkmI/AAAAAAAAAZE/br7kaRestK8/s400/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to admit when Sammy called me today to tell me Jessica tagged me I was kinda relieved because I was just thinking about how neglected my blog must feel.  I haven't been able to come up with any good bloggin material.  So here it is.....The 4th picture in my folder..... Rian did her own make-up on this day.  Isn't she beautiful?  I figured between Harley's Haircutting and Rian's make up artistry I should be set as an old woman!!!  If only Cheyenne would learn how to do nails then I wouldn't have to do my own!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tag Amanda E, Vanessa and Teresa my HOMMIES from Softball!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-2486971909685048038?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2486971909685048038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=2486971909685048038&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2486971909685048038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2486971909685048038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-jessica-4th-picture-in-folder.html' title='Tagged By Jessica- 4th picture in the folder'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SQ-73n0LkmI/AAAAAAAAAZE/br7kaRestK8/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-6935644362167346422</id><published>2008-10-26T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:36:31.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanessa's Month Long Birthday ends at WNO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Witches Night Out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261518420960229282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SQSrIIyCN6I/AAAAAAAAAY0/1x2f80ykRe0/s400/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here we are, us Witches, although earlier in the day you might have switched the "W" to a "B" for me. I had an awful day, and to be honest with you I suck at wanting to dress up, so this was as Witchy as I could dress. Jason told me earlier as I was trying to find something to wear that the only thing witchy on me was my SCOWL! But I did have a ton of fun, we went out to eat at Famous Daves, and other than the entire restaurant staring at us as we were seated, and me tripping on JoAnn's shoes and kicking some little toddlers high chair nearly giving him whiplash it was very fun!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261519607677233522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SQSsNNpaqXI/AAAAAAAAAY8/2ThslVX0jgc/s400/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After Dinner we headed out to Gardners Village and did some browsing and shopping, but most of all we just WATCHED other witches and warlocks, some people are very interesting! But thanks to LeAnn, Shannon, Vanessa, Amanda and JoAnn for putting up with my WITCHY attitude and letting me come, I had a blast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-600b352e706f259d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D600b352e706f259d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354567%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D9ECCC8ACDCA126CC9DF9551B99AF6F61B1E471A.FC5555830704FECD0FB459515C885A680912509%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D600b352e706f259d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF1JXSV8cPznOGJh_ucYTVBB0pYc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D600b352e706f259d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354567%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D9ECCC8ACDCA126CC9DF9551B99AF6F61B1E471A.FC5555830704FECD0FB459515C885A680912509%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D600b352e706f259d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DF1JXSV8cPznOGJh_ucYTVBB0pYc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a quick Clip of Vanessa, Shannon and LeAnn doing the Witch Parade, they were a hit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-6935644362167346422?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=600b352e706f259d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6935644362167346422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=6935644362167346422&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6935644362167346422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6935644362167346422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/vanessas-month-long-birthday-ends-at.html' title='Vanessa&apos;s Month Long Birthday ends at WNO!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SQSrIIyCN6I/AAAAAAAAAY0/1x2f80ykRe0/s72-c/IMG_0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-8428795690203584494</id><published>2008-10-25T02:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T02:15:09.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Musical 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SQLh-FI-XSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Kn917zHKrcc/s1600-h/hsm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261015771370118434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SQLh-FI-XSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Kn917zHKrcc/s400/hsm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK I admit it we went opening day, not because we were dying to see it the first day but because I am very competitive and I wasn't going to have my kids being the only ones that didn't see it the first day.  So my friend called and invited us to go with her and the kids and my first thought was (I haven't seen 1 or 2) so I wasn't sure if I was going to know what was going on but it wasn't like The Bourne Supremacy series or Pirates of the Caribean where you needed to see the first ones to know what was going on in the next ones.  But overall it was Cute, funny and enjoyable.  I even think Harley, Nicole and Jessica liked it.  Cheyenne already knew all the words to the songs and when Zac and what's her name (the brunette girlfriend) had their smooching scene, I looked down at Kaleb, Trevor and Braden and they looked like they were thoroughly enjoying it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-8428795690203584494?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8428795690203584494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8428795690203584494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8428795690203584494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8428795690203584494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/high-school-musical-3.html' title='High School Musical 3'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SQLh-FI-XSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Kn917zHKrcc/s72-c/hsm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-7489189761213302766</id><published>2008-10-20T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:23:13.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellen Doing Cher!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SP0q0UkM61I/AAAAAAAAAYk/bhIjHhnJj9o/s1600-h/ellen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259407018200722258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SP0q0UkM61I/AAAAAAAAAYk/bhIjHhnJj9o/s400/ellen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if you saw this but it was pretty funny. Check her out! Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-g_FOuzbAJY"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;to hear her DEBUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-g_FOuzbAJY"&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/361161811334930859-7489189761213302766?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7489189761213302766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=7489189761213302766&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7489189761213302766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7489189761213302766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/ellen-doing-cher.html' title='Ellen Doing Cher!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SP0q0UkM61I/AAAAAAAAAYk/bhIjHhnJj9o/s72-c/ellen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-6237994311716974324</id><published>2008-10-19T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:57:16.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rian is a Liar already!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPwESV5VUQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/wvd2m-9rbwk/s1600-h/rian.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259083178023670018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPwESV5VUQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/wvd2m-9rbwk/s400/rian.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my kids lie, I think most kids lie at some time or another. Rian is just starting early!! She is only 20 months old and she is already lying everyday. Some days 2 or 3 times a day. It all started with us taking the bottle away. I went to the Dr.s about 3 months ago and the Nurse Practitioner asked me if I had thought about taking the bottle away? And I said Yes, but my husband says she is too little. (He is having a hard time letting her grow up.) So after she proceeded to tell me about her teeth rotting, and all other problems that come with having a bottle to long, I decided it was time. However being the pushovers we are we decided that she could have water only in her bottle and if she wanted milk it would have to be in a sippy. Then she was waking up at night hungry so we give her a bottle at night only with milk now. Which brings me to the LYING. So when she gets really tired she cries and says "NIGHT, NIGHT." which she knows means botlle and then to bed. So lately when we think she is getting tired and ready for a nap, she will say "night, night" So we get her a bottle and lay down with her. And she will drink her bottle for about 10 minutes and then say, SEE YA or BYE BYE. As she gets down from the bed and goes to play. She totally knows how to play us and we are really going to have to put our feet down..... SOMETIME IN THE NEAR FUTURE!!! We SUCK!! And yes, that is a black eye, never leave a boy in charge of bath time, they think it is ok for a 1 year old to stand up and play around!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-6237994311716974324?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6237994311716974324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=6237994311716974324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6237994311716974324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6237994311716974324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/rian-is-liar-already.html' title='Rian is a Liar already!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPwESV5VUQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/wvd2m-9rbwk/s72-c/rian.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-7093670055340397341</id><published>2008-10-17T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T05:47:09.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUNCO- Wouldn't have missed it for ANYTHING!</title><content type='html'>I am beginning to realize how WT my family is. Every year we have a couples BUNCO night around Halloween Time. And every year about half of us don't dress up, but not this year, this year everyone but one person dressed up and it was hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnRK6SBTPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/61bk84vyGKE/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258464025305500914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnRK6SBTPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/61bk84vyGKE/s400/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had a T-Bird, and Pink Lady(my Mom and Dad) complete with "SMOKES And as my Mom told us to say the prayer she looked like this!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258464461272634674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnRkSYr1TI/AAAAAAAAAXM/uvBCK_P_ETQ/s400/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is Sammy and I showing off our best assets! I couldn't get a picture without showing my PAYSON PRIDE PANTS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnS_NC0_SI/AAAAAAAAAXc/_3ppWByM5jU/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258466023206878498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnS_NC0_SI/AAAAAAAAAXc/_3ppWByM5jU/s320/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnTawVcxNI/AAAAAAAAAXk/75B-mKjRmh8/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258466496536691922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnTawVcxNI/AAAAAAAAAXk/75B-mKjRmh8/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JoAnn is an like an adopted sister, even though everytime my Family does anything they always say does JoAnn want to come? So they consider her part of the FAM! She has attended BUNCO for 2 years in a row now and I am sure that she dies when she comes, but she was a cute witch and Mckenzie (My Business Partner) was a slutty witch (at least she was trying to be!!!) I told her she needed some falsies if she wanted to be a HOOCHIE WITCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnT7QxgUvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Tqo5imY7msQ/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258467055000113906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnT7QxgUvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Tqo5imY7msQ/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnT_qHNOgI/AAAAAAAAAX0/BZX0d3PKkXo/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258467130521500162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnT_qHNOgI/AAAAAAAAAX0/BZX0d3PKkXo/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPlq8v6aP5I/AAAAAAAAAV0/E4RR6VZSqbw/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPlq869KI8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/SpKy1ds8ppE/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnT_qHNOgI/AAAAAAAAAX0/BZX0d3PKkXo/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;This couple is my Sister Adrienne and her Hubby, Will a HUGE POLYNESIAN. However from this picture you may be wondering which one is really a girl, especially from the behind shot of his/her thong. He won best overall Costume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258350329929367842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPlpw9__gSI/AAAAAAAAAVU/8EOKzqHlTEY/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We had Marge Simpson, complete with hairy legs and beard. (Josh) Marge is a real Cheater, I have never seen this side of Josh, and a lot other sides he was willing to share. Everytime he sat down he would spread his legs and kick one foot over the chair. We would all turn our heads and gasp hoping we didn't catch any glimpse of anything, I think he should have been Brittney Spears or Lindsey Lohan, with all his sharing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnVAd3_TxI/AAAAAAAAAYE/kb45jhQhFdM/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258468243927944978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnVAd3_TxI/AAAAAAAAAYE/kb45jhQhFdM/s320/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnU7hMXKDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NLMd9GV53hw/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258468158919354418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnU7hMXKDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NLMd9GV53hw/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPlrMJj-K_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/pped3jEs3IU/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPlwB-RDSLI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZTZ1Zo-Ffdw/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are SAMMY and Ri-Camel Toe, I loved their dodgeball (or what ever you want to call them) Outfits! Hey that reminds me are we playing in the DodgeBall tournament again this year? It's coming up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258469337238889250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnWAGxoYyI/AAAAAAAAAYM/G7BDlcgKOI8/s400/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my sister and brother in law dressed up as my MOM and DAD! This was the funniest because they really did resemble them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258470424995566130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnW_a_CEjI/AAAAAAAAAYU/bsjCxOojRgI/s400/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And here is the whole gang taking a moment before BUNCO and all the Cheating that went on to take a few Pictures! I have played for 15 years and have yet to legitimatly win a prize. My Mom goes through so much work to put this together every year and we always have so much fun. This year was by far the funnest, So thanks Mom for doing this and everything else you do for all 1000 of your kids and grandkids, Your The BESTEST!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-7093670055340397341?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7093670055340397341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=7093670055340397341&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7093670055340397341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7093670055340397341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/bunco-wouldnt-have-missed-it-for.html' title='BUNCO- Wouldn&apos;t have missed it for ANYTHING!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPnRK6SBTPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/61bk84vyGKE/s72-c/Picture+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-3252988613346122586</id><published>2008-10-16T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T06:29:13.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Twilight Star are YOU?</title><content type='html'>I haven't even read any of these books but I knew that some of my fellow bloggers had and they might want to know who they are.  Especially Tyson, I heard he read these in record time and he is probably wanting to know who he is the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/Quizzes/Find-out-which-female-character-you-are.html" title="Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twilightersanonymous.com/files/files/banner_ima_esme.jpg" width="200" border ="0" height="300" alt="I'm a Esme! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=" Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="1"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-3252988613346122586?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3252988613346122586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=3252988613346122586&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3252988613346122586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3252988613346122586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-twilight-star-are-you.html' title='What Twilight Star are YOU?'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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-361161811334930859.post-8872119424006829647</id><published>2008-10-16T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T06:10:24.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Master Chef!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPc8LBrH-9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/gZmspaqXy9I/s1600-h/pumpkin+roll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257737250103884754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPc8LBrH-9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/gZmspaqXy9I/s400/pumpkin+roll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above you see a picture of my amazing creation.  Once a year my sister in law and I get together and mass produce these babies!  We made 20 pumpkin rolls in 3 hours, and that was with us having to leave to the store to get more cream cheese!!!  This is a project that took 5 dozen eggs, 4 cans of Large pumpkin, 12 packages of Cream Cheese and alot other ingredients that would take to long to list.  Thanks Angie for putting up with my sarcasm once (or a bizillion) times a year.  This is a task that I am always glad when it is done that we only do once a year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-8872119424006829647?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8872119424006829647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8872119424006829647&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8872119424006829647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8872119424006829647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-master-chef.html' title='I am a Master Chef!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SPc8LBrH-9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/gZmspaqXy9I/s72-c/pumpkin+roll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-7261918728599089826</id><published>2008-10-09T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:55:44.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say DYSFUNCTIONAL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SO59BC9TkKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/IHaSxGHAcK0/s1600-h/d10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255275272115294370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SO59BC9TkKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/IHaSxGHAcK0/s400/d10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK so this is truly how Family Pictures went, I honestly don't even know why we try.  Yes my family is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dysfunctional&lt;/span&gt; in alot of ways but isn't every family to some degree.  Some (MINE) are just a little more Dysfunctional than others.  Notice Cheyenne and her never ending posing, she had some of the most &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;horrific&lt;/span&gt; poses.  When I get my CD I will post more Pictures! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SO58w7Gc6qI/AAAAAAAAAPc/En74jFm6rTg/s1600-h/d12.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/361161811334930859-7261918728599089826?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7261918728599089826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=7261918728599089826&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7261918728599089826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7261918728599089826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-you-say-dysfunctional.html' title='Can you say DYSFUNCTIONAL?'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SO59BC9TkKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/IHaSxGHAcK0/s72-c/d10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-8840036927489622386</id><published>2008-10-09T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:00:10.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAAAADAAAA!!!</title><content type='html'>Here it is!! I tried to hurry so Tyson didn't die from holding his breath! This is the New Look! Vanessa helped me and this has been a month in the making! I just wanted to thank MacKenzie and Kiley for taking our family pictures. They turned out so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-8840036927489622386?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8840036927489622386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8840036927489622386&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8840036927489622386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8840036927489622386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/taaaadaaaa.html' title='TAAAADAAAA!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4016830152354282719</id><published>2008-10-06T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:58:19.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STAY TUNED!</title><content type='html'>If any of you are wondering where I have gone, it is simple.  I am in HECK!!!  I felt like swearing but I am trying to turn over a new leaf!  To sum it all up....My life sucks.  I don't have a minute to myself.  Therefore the blog has suffered a bit, not as much as Casey's did for a couple of months, or Heathers and Amanda's where they only update once a year, but it has been neglected.  So stay tuned I am hoping to make a fierce comeback in the blogging world, I have been surfing the blogs today and it seems I am out of touch.  If you take a gander at Vanessa's blog I am about 10 decades behind in what is cool in the bloggin world.  I am hoping to sit down and have her tutor me and see if I can't catch on.  Any WHO check back next week and I might be able to sit down for 10 minutes and do a real post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4016830152354282719?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4016830152354282719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4016830152354282719&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4016830152354282719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4016830152354282719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/10/stay-tuned.html' title='STAY TUNED!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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-361161811334930859.post-6336224189292042390</id><published>2008-09-25T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:20:56.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Was there ever any doubt??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SNwOv-i4R4I/AAAAAAAAAPA/df4HEX-OnCs/s1600-h/victory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250087483013089154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SNwOv-i4R4I/AAAAAAAAAPA/df4HEX-OnCs/s200/victory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't heard yet we WON!!! Ok so we didn't win it ALL but we took 2nd place. One of my biggest pet peeves in Sports is when a team plays a whole season with one team and miraculously recruits an entire new team for the Tournament. Are the HOODIES worth their salvation??? I HATE CHEATERS!!! There is a big difference between having someone on your team that is not on the roster so you are not short players, and having 3 men that crank the ball over the fence everytime they get up that have never played during the regular season, and all for a HOODY!!! I basically put the blame of our not taking first place in 2 peoples laps, Tyson and Casey, they have shown their level of commitment to WellnessComplete over the last 4 weeks and it is not very committed. Next year I think we will have tryouts for the team I have people BEGGING to be on our team and we will have to find more committed players!! Thanks to everyone who played with us I had a ton of fun and I think next year I will try to keep it to buying only one bat a year, although there were 4 times that our men Cranked it over last night with my bats so I will have to see if they have enough of a sweet spot next year to last!! Peace Out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-6336224189292042390?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6336224189292042390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=6336224189292042390&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6336224189292042390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6336224189292042390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/09/was-there-ever-any-doubt.html' title='Was there ever any doubt??'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SNwOv-i4R4I/AAAAAAAAAPA/df4HEX-OnCs/s72-c/victory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-8606830657280481268</id><published>2008-09-21T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:17:30.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: MAJOR WRINKLES AHEAD!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I have been really bugged by all the wrinkles I am getting. What can I say my kids are making me old!  The older I get the worse it is. So I decided to take action, I was going to get rid of them at any cost. So I make an appointment to see a dermatologist and see what he thinks. So I am in the room and the Doctor comes in and asks me what he can do for me, and I tell him how unhappy I am about my wrinkles under my eyes. And that I want him to laser them or something, basically whatever it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SNcMZ5INsaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/X6PuBvcXUp0/s1600-h/oil+of+olay.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248677753605867986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SNcMm7QsSdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/YiaHywuUIaU/s200/oil+of+olay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He answers me by telling me to go to Walmart and get the Oil of Olay Regenerist line. Are you kidding me I am here asking him to name his price, I am willing to pay whatever and do whatever, and he tells me to go to Walley World??? I think I am going to get a second opinion!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248679115573837842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SNcN2M_KQBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/jgLmhe-1K5I/s200/eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I heard this might work, I think I will order it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-8606830657280481268?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8606830657280481268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8606830657280481268&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8606830657280481268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8606830657280481268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/09/warning-major-wrinkles-ahead.html' title='Warning: MAJOR WRINKLES AHEAD!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SNcMm7QsSdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/YiaHywuUIaU/s72-c/oil+of+olay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-7239595334014766705</id><published>2008-09-21T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:16:25.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 UNSPECTACULAR QUIRKS</title><content type='html'>Jodi Tagged me I had a hard time thinking of unspectacular things about me because I think I am pretty normal but here is the ones I came up with:&lt;br /&gt;1.I can’t drink out of a cup if it has set on the counter unattended, for fear that a fly has landed on it. (did you listen in Science when they talked about what flies do when they land?)&lt;br /&gt;2.I start shopping for Christmas in July every year, I tell myself I will not be so stressed if I start early.&lt;br /&gt;3.I suck at shopping, (until lately) I am not a women that likes to shop. My Husband should be greatful! He is a lucky Man!!&lt;br /&gt;4.I am obsessed with Cars. If only I could I would have one of every kind, like Jay Leno.&lt;br /&gt;5.I hate to go to the movies, I don’t know if it’s cause I am old or because they are all dumb and unrealistic.&lt;br /&gt;6.I am a huge HAS BEEN when it comes to sports, and I know that this one comes as a big surprise to all of you who play with me now because I still seem good!! HE-HE.&lt;br /&gt;I tag Amanda E, Teresa, C-hub, and Tikes Bikes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-7239595334014766705?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7239595334014766705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=7239595334014766705&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7239595334014766705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7239595334014766705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/09/6-unspectacular-quirks.html' title='6 UNSPECTACULAR QUIRKS'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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-361161811334930859.post-1694104218566389498</id><published>2008-09-07T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T07:22:45.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged again because I am Popular</title><content type='html'>A- Attached or Single? Attached&lt;br /&gt;B- Best friend? Way too many to list, I am so POPULAR&lt;br /&gt;C-Cake or Pie? Cake, any kind&lt;br /&gt;D-Day of Choice? Any day I get to sleep in til 8am&lt;br /&gt;E-Essential item? Shoes that make me look taller&lt;br /&gt;F-Favorite color? Black, it makes me look skinnier&lt;br /&gt;G-gummy bears or gummy worms? Neither they both hurt my teeth&lt;br /&gt;H-hometown? P-Ttown&lt;br /&gt;I-Indulgences? What are those?&lt;br /&gt;J- January or July? January I love SNOW STORMS&lt;br /&gt;K-Kids? 5, only 4 here, sometimes 4 tooo many though&lt;br /&gt;L-Life is incomplete without? Softball and Volleyball (old ladies style)&lt;br /&gt;M-Marriage date? August 24 1994&lt;br /&gt;N-Number of siblings? 9 ADOPTED siblings&lt;br /&gt;O-Oranges or apples? ORANGES&lt;br /&gt;P-Phobias or fears? Losing another loved one&lt;br /&gt;Q-Quotes? "SHUT YOUR PIE HOLE”&lt;br /&gt;R- Reason to smile? My Kids and Hubby, I love em&lt;br /&gt;S- Season? All of Em&lt;br /&gt;T-tag 8 people- Teresa S, Michelle Fitz, Amanda E, and Joann if she ever gets a blog&lt;br /&gt;U-Unknown Fact? I am the only biological child to my parents&lt;br /&gt;V-Very Favorite store? I hate shopping&lt;br /&gt;W- Worst habit? I am a swearhole&lt;br /&gt;X- X-Ray or Ultrasound? Who thought of this question. My last ultrasounds sucked so I think I will choose and X-ray.&lt;br /&gt;Y- Your favorite food? BAJIO&lt;br /&gt;Z- Zodiac? What is a zodiac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered Letters N and U according to how I felt directly after Thursdays "Family' Game&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-1694104218566389498?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1694104218566389498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1694104218566389498&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1694104218566389498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1694104218566389498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged-again-because-i-am-popular.html' title='Tagged again because I am Popular'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-7166306785055155688</id><published>2008-09-04T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:55:47.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't always believe what you read (on Rileys Blog!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok so before you read Ri-take advantage of me's blog I thought I better put my side of the story, better known as the truth out there. So it's a beautiful Thursday night in P-town and we are at the Baseball Park playing a otherwise friendly co-ed softball game when something awful happened to me. But before I tell you about the awful thing I thought I would mention two things, First, that in the first game of the night I parked the ball over the left fielders head not once but twice resulting in 2 triples and COUNTLESS RBI"S. Then the 2nd thing I want to mention is that I own all the bats that Riley will have available to him on our next Wednesday night game and I told him if he blogs about my unfortunate event then the Wrath (his Favorite) wasn't going to make it to the games on Wed. So back to the story, second game of the night and many countless mistakes have been made by my teammates none of which I ever blog about but I was on First and Mckell who plays an OK second base chucks the ball at me it is hardly catchable, but somehow I get my 1975 Regent mitt on it. The ball hits my mitt and the person that hit the ball knocks it out of my mitt and it somehow hits me right in the left eye!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SMC7O6rR6xI/AAAAAAAAAOg/S4xNOPRq1K8/s1600-h/black+eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242395831202605842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SMC7O6rR6xI/AAAAAAAAAOg/S4xNOPRq1K8/s200/black+eye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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;This is the honest truth, don't believe what Ri-LIAR has written about me. None of it is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-7166306785055155688?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7166306785055155688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=7166306785055155688&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7166306785055155688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7166306785055155688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-cant-always-believe-what-you-read.html' title='You can&apos;t always believe what you read (on Rileys Blog!)'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SMC7O6rR6xI/AAAAAAAAAOg/S4xNOPRq1K8/s72-c/black+eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-1237303111774075663</id><published>2008-08-31T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T15:23:05.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny things Kaleb did to me this summer</title><content type='html'>Kaleb or Tibby as I call him is a very interesting kid. When we moved into our new house and he got his new room he said to me "Mom, now that I got my new room can I hang up pictures of fast cars and hot girls in bikini's?" He was 5 at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLsX4q2_N2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/IdCegS6e2wo/s1600-h/fast+cars+and+bikinis"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240808853720741730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLsX4q2_N2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/IdCegS6e2wo/s200/fast+cars+and+bikinis" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLsWQUI7oGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Oq4AZRBX8sA/s1600-h/fast+cars"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLsWQUI7oGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Oq4AZRBX8sA/s1600-h/fast+cars"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is basically how Kaleb has been his whole life, he is a TOTAL LADIES MAN. When he recorded his song on my ipod and he thought he had done such a good job, he asked me if he could get some hot girls and do a music video now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLsWQR8T58I/AAAAAAAAAOA/d7j_rVt-5Og/s1600-h/bike+pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240807060325787586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLsWQR8T58I/AAAAAAAAAOA/d7j_rVt-5Og/s200/bike+pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But one funny thing he did this summer was he rode his new bike down to the pool the first day that it opened, I don't know why I thought he would be responsible and lock it up on the bike rack, but 4 hours later when he got done swimming he went out and his bike had been stolen. So he borrowed someone's blackberry and called me and this is how the conversation went. "UMMM Mom, someone stoled my bike" And I without even thinking said "Kaleb, I am gonna kick your A_ _" and then he says, "UMMM Mom, your on speaker phone." Who calls their mom with bad news and puts them on speaker phone for the whole town of Payson to hear? Kaleb that's who.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last thing I thought was so funny was the first week of school I went to pick him up and he had his new LOOOONG BOARD (that he suckered his grandma into buying him as an "Early Christmas Present, WHATEVER!) and his hands were full, so he asked me to open the door for him, and I in turn told him that I couldn't because I couldn't reach it, the next thing I knew he had somehow fell, keep in mind all the kids and teachers were out and saw him. So he stands up and begins to take his anger out on my BUG door, hitting, kicking and cursing at it. I started to laugh so hard that I couldn't even talk to tell him to settle down. I looked out the window and some other mom was watching the whole thing and she tooo found it humorous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLsYydofYnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/kB4llB9eZRI/s1600-h/SCAN0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240809846602687090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLsYydofYnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/kB4llB9eZRI/s200/SCAN0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaleb is a fighter but he is also a lover. When ever he gets in trouble he says, "It's OK Mom, I still love you!" Life will forever be interesting with him in our house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-1237303111774075663?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1237303111774075663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1237303111774075663&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1237303111774075663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1237303111774075663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/funny-things-kaleb-did-to-me-this.html' title='Funny things Kaleb did to me this summer'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLsX4q2_N2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/IdCegS6e2wo/s72-c/fast+cars+and+bikinis' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-8950564754105392146</id><published>2008-08-28T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:01:12.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WellnessComplete UNSTOPPABLE (almost)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLaqMVruKAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pXuuuS4QskE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239562345447827458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLaqMVruKAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pXuuuS4QskE/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WellnessComplete played 2 more games yesterday and they were virtually unstoppable. The first game we played we actually 10 run ruled the team!! And they were a pretty good team but they just couldn't conquer us. The Stoppability started in the first game when we were up to bat for about 10 minutes and it seemed like the other team was never going to get 3 outs on us, when it was time for &lt;strong&gt;ELTON&lt;/strong&gt; to bat he was nowhere to be found. It seems as though Vivi had a diaper that was LONG overdue to be changed. Therefore we had to take an automatic out. Then there was a conspiracy planted in the schedule that gave us an hour to sit around and relax before our second game, normally we play back to back which would have kept our heads in the game. In that hour one of our teammates who I will not name (&lt;strong&gt;KEELY&lt;/strong&gt;) left us high and dry which left us with only 4 girls. So I called in the BIG DOG (&lt;strong&gt;AMANDA GOODSELL&lt;/strong&gt;) and we were back in business. Just as the game was getting ready to start, &lt;strong&gt;SAMANTHA&lt;/strong&gt; needed to visit the Ladies Room, and as she finished up she realizes she had sat down in an ocean of &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;PEE&lt;/span&gt;!! (Hint: I never sit down in Public Restrooms unless there is one of those Paper thingys, and I make sure that it doesn't soak into the seat before I sit). When it came to the coin toss we sent &lt;strong&gt;TYSON&lt;/strong&gt; who has hardly showed up to any games, and that was another mishap, VISITOR!! So the second game got under way and it was against a team that had already beat us earlier in the season. It was neck and neck the whole way through, except when the Scorekeeper kept giving our points to the other team. The game ended as they scored 1 more run than us and the time ran out on us with 2 outs. DANG, oh well there is always next year but we were really a force to be reckoned with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-8950564754105392146?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8950564754105392146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8950564754105392146&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8950564754105392146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8950564754105392146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/wellnesscomplete-unstoppable-almost.html' title='WellnessComplete UNSTOPPABLE (almost)'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLaqMVruKAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pXuuuS4QskE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-6649740877951168460</id><published>2008-08-27T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:00:28.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTC 1987, I am sooo Younger than that</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong in 1987&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatyeardoyoubelonginquiz/80s.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild, over the top, and just a little bit cheesy. You're colorful at night - and successful during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatyeardoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What Year Do You Belong In?&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/361161811334930859-6649740877951168460?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6649740877951168460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=6649740877951168460&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6649740877951168460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6649740877951168460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/wtc-1987-i-am-sooo-younger-than-that.html' title='WTC 1987, I am sooo Younger than that'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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-361161811334930859.post-5719905467640336300</id><published>2008-08-26T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:12:05.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Jason and I's Engagement Picture 14 Years ago (nice hair on me HUH?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLS3hTwySUI/AAAAAAAAANw/ck3STy7WmKc/s1600-h/SCAN0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239014049407191362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLS3hTwySUI/AAAAAAAAANw/ck3STy7WmKc/s200/SCAN0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so Today is my Husband and I's 14th wedding anniversary, I have to say it I never thought we would make it this far! But we have and this anniversary was especially interesting, you know your getting old when your husband is falling asleep because he is so tired or maybe it was because I was tooo boring. But at least we remembered last week at the Demolition Derby I heard my Mom say to my Dad, "Did we miss our Anniversary again?" They did and they do that every year. But to top off our evening, we ended up taking Rian with us out to Dinner and we got to Orem and she was making this weird noise, I had never heard before, about 5 minutes later she started THROWING UP! GROSS!!! Nonetheless I Love Ya Jason and I wouldn't change anything we've been through in the World!! Happy 14th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-5719905467640336300?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5719905467640336300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=5719905467640336300&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5719905467640336300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5719905467640336300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SLS3hTwySUI/AAAAAAAAANw/ck3STy7WmKc/s72-c/SCAN0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-7466708125642331967</id><published>2008-08-17T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:51:46.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeover Girls Camp Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjhqHVUpsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WFW96yfR4h8/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235682680457438914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjhqHVUpsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WFW96yfR4h8/s200/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjhqUB_qnI/AAAAAAAAANY/h9PaxQG1IC8/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235682683866032754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjhqUB_qnI/AAAAAAAAANY/h9PaxQG1IC8/s200/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjhquY9QOI/AAAAAAAAANg/j_l0Ct25GPk/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235682690941665506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjhquY9QOI/AAAAAAAAANg/j_l0Ct25GPk/s200/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjhqi27dPI/AAAAAAAAANo/VVRJelAdepk/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235682687846151410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjhqi27dPI/AAAAAAAAANo/VVRJelAdepk/s200/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Har Bar was at girls camp this last week for her first time. So being the COOL MOM I am I decided to surprise her with an early birthday present and makeover her room. I knew this was going to call for drastic measures so I called in an expert my Sis in Law Mackenzie and we went to work, 3 days and an undisclosed amount of $$$$ we were done just in time. I set up a video camera and put it on record so I could see her reaction, and she was pretty much SPEECHLESS. So I considered it a complete success. We had tons of fun and she is actually keeping it CLEAN for ONCE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-7466708125642331967?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7466708125642331967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=7466708125642331967&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7466708125642331967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/7466708125642331967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/makeover-girls-camp-edition.html' title='Makeover Girls Camp Edition'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjhqHVUpsI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WFW96yfR4h8/s72-c/Picture+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4699990420824524696</id><published>2008-08-17T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:40:37.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Us -White Trash??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjf4i-A-EI/AAAAAAAAANA/8BfTC1LhDJY/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235680729370785858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjf4i-A-EI/AAAAAAAAANA/8BfTC1LhDJY/s200/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here we are with all our fellow White Trash Friends, thanks for coming and supporting Jasons WT Hobby, he never wins but he has lots of fun Running in the Derbys!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjf4eVkCuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/oZX1hkXJM6A/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235680728127376098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjf4eVkCuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/oZX1hkXJM6A/s200/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Jason's car, before the race, yes even though it looks like the end of the race this was before. This car has been used in 2 previous races!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjf4eVkCuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/oZX1hkXJM6A/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjf438jqVI/AAAAAAAAANI/iSFufYn3zVA/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235680735001815378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjf438jqVI/AAAAAAAAANI/iSFufYn3zVA/s200/Picture+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjf438jqVI/AAAAAAAAANI/iSFufYn3zVA/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here it is after, it had to be towed out of the arena, needless to say he will be buying a new car for next years race&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4699990420824524696?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4699990420824524696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4699990420824524696&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4699990420824524696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4699990420824524696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/us-white-trash.html' title='Us -White Trash??'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKjf4i-A-EI/AAAAAAAAANA/8BfTC1LhDJY/s72-c/Picture+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4865175505245638229</id><published>2008-08-16T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:02:33.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THEY"RE HERE!</title><content type='html'>Yes you heard right the Wraths have arrived, now to many of you this might not seem to be a big deal, but if you haven't heard we won last week and I am attributing it to my CRUSH!  So I don't know if any of you heard but I injured my elbow and shoulder in my family game on Thursday, so if there are any volunteers to break in these bats on Monday or Tuesday then they will be more ready for the games on Wednesday and Thursday!  Get in touch with me you all know my digits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4865175505245638229?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4865175505245638229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4865175505245638229&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4865175505245638229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4865175505245638229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/theyre-here.html' title='THEY&quot;RE HERE!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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-361161811334930859.post-2366399414319759458</id><published>2008-08-13T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:11:57.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE WON!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKPL3bRU-6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/nR51pS265c8/s1600-h/softball+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234251345008327586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKPL3bRU-6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/nR51pS265c8/s200/softball+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for all of you bloggers on the WellnessComplete team I want you to know how proud I am that we finally got a win under our BELTS! Elton did a fantastic job taking line drives for us, and catching them, he also got some good hits with my new ORANGE CRUSH, your welcome Elton for buying that. And we missed you this week Vanessa, hope you can make it next week even though you are excited that co-ed is almost over! Casey did a decent job in Left Field he wasn't as big of a ballhog this time. Teresa, Joann, Amanda and Sam all hit great (also with my new orange crush, you guys are also welcome) all around we did great, I don't want to toot my own horn so I won't tell you about my amazing catch in left center and then the throw to home plate which ended the inning, yes 2 out of 3 outs were made by me, but I will leave that up to someone else tell about that!! Anyways the Wraths have arrived in THE LAKE (Salt Lake that is) and they should be here by friday, so I will be breaking one of them in this weekend. So that is the weekly update I will be taking my Crush to the Family game tomorrow for further breaking in and I will report on it's progress next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-2366399414319759458?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2366399414319759458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=2366399414319759458&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2366399414319759458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2366399414319759458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-won.html' title='WE WON!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SKPL3bRU-6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/nR51pS265c8/s72-c/softball+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-1528751729624816467</id><published>2008-08-10T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T19:37:21.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know Harley is fluent in German?</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" style="width:400px;height:326px" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-5537769513175805087&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-1528751729624816467?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1528751729624816467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1528751729624816467&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1528751729624816467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1528751729624816467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/did-you-know-harley-is-fluent-in-german.html' title='Did you know Harley is fluent in German?'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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-361161811334930859.post-4241145830301341859</id><published>2008-08-10T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:56:47.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am beginning to think I MAY have a problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SJ9Ec0zz_7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/XvelUYO241k/s1600-h/wrath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232976554030792626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SJ9Ec0zz_7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/XvelUYO241k/s200/wrath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SJ9ENJmuQQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jseiEEDFOUE/s1600-h/orange+crush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232976284735127810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SJ9ENJmuQQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jseiEEDFOUE/s200/orange+crush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Take a look at these two Awesome bats, and while you are drooling, know that they are MINE!!!It all started about 4 weeks ago when my friend Mckell brought a brand new bat to our womens softball game and asked us to break it in. It was an awesome bat it was the Worth Mutant. And at the end of the game I knew that I too would need to own this bat. So I get home and order one and it comes and is not the exact same bat as hers. I thought no big deal and we went to break it in, and I have never felt like I was ONE with the bat. So I started to panic last Tuesday because it was the night before WellnessComplete's first ball game. And as I asked around if anyone had a bat and they all said No it was apparent that everyone was depending on me to supply a good bat. So I went back to my roots with the first two bats I have ever bought. THE CRUSH AND THE WRATH. These are awesome bats. Wednesday before the game I ordered the Crush and I got a steal on it. But after the first night when our team went 0 for 2, that's right 0 for 2 I knew this called for drastic measures. I needed a Wrath also. So I went home and started to look for a good deal, and came upon another steal of a deal, so of course without even thinking I purchased it, when the browser went down I started to panic worrying that I might not get it, I uploaded the page again and checked out a second time. When the company called me the next morning I knew they were going to tell me they were all out of stock. To my surprise she said they had one and she wanted to know if it was a mistake that I bought two.  I said yes  but did they have both in stock. She said yes they only had 2 left and did I want both.  Without even batting an eye I said "OF COURSE!" So yes they are on their way and needless to say we are going to be a force to be reckoned with this week and for years to come!!! Anyways, back to my realizing I may have a problem, 4 bats in one month I realize is a little excessive, but hey I don't ever buy myself anything so I justify it that way!! Anyways maybe I will do some video and post it when we get some awesome bats going!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SJ9ENJmuQQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jseiEEDFOUE/s1600-h/orange+crush.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4241145830301341859?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4241145830301341859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4241145830301341859&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4241145830301341859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4241145830301341859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-beginning-to-think-i-may-have.html' title='I am beginning to think I MAY have a problem'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SJ9Ec0zz_7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/XvelUYO241k/s72-c/wrath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-8417982953740916415</id><published>2008-08-03T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T06:38:27.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Beach Front Property</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d4d2852bba787138" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd4d2852bba787138%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354567%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A6EBE11718B55F7584C535EC88A0D8EC705B366.7FE49D8D65225FFF91BDF61C4A9159451D495F8C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd4d2852bba787138%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DflydqHEQ-h8WXWpeoRCKwEXRtto&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd4d2852bba787138%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354567%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4A6EBE11718B55F7584C535EC88A0D8EC705B366.7FE49D8D65225FFF91BDF61C4A9159451D495F8C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd4d2852bba787138%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DflydqHEQ-h8WXWpeoRCKwEXRtto&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just like alot of California residents, Jason and I live in a wonderful little house on Beach Front Property. Your probably thinking to yourself I didn't know that there was a beach in Payson. And there actually isn't, however, we do live with our backyard to the Payson City Pressurized Irrigation Pond which supplies all of our friends, families, and neighbors with water to water their lawns and in some cases their kids with drinking water. Anyhow I thought you might find this video interesting, if you haven't heard yet there was a small fire in Payson Friday night and it happened to unfold right in our backyard. I didn't do a blog post about it because so many of you did and you covered it so well. But Saturday at about 6 pm I was in my living room watching Hairspray with Cheylula when I heard this extremely loud engine noise outside my house so after about the 2nd time I decided to go outside to see what it was, and thats when I saw this Gi-normous Helicopter sucking water out of the pond and then it would fly up to the fire and dump the water on the fire, or what could be now just Hot Spots. (Yes I am trying to sound educated in the Fire Lingo, I do have a nail client whose husband is on the Payson City Fire Department. So I might know a little more than the average person. But anyhow check out the video and if you haven't heard Joann Kunzler is a local Celebrity, she was on Channel 5 news you might want to check her out at &lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/"&gt;http://www.ksl.com/&lt;/a&gt; she tooo is a Fire Expert!!! Or I guess you can call her an expert on Evacutations!!  I love how the end of the video has an extremely flattering view of me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-8417982953740916415?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d4d2852bba787138&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8417982953740916415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8417982953740916415&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8417982953740916415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8417982953740916415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-beach-front-property.html' title='Our Beach Front Property'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-1432316397776483363</id><published>2008-07-26T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:21:32.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harley Tags Herself</title><content type='html'>Ok so Har Bar decided she wanted to read everyone's blog and when she was done decided to Tag herself, she thinks she is SOOO funny.  So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;1. What is something mom always says to you? Change rians diaper&lt;br /&gt;2. What makes mom happy? When I babysitt rian&lt;br /&gt;3. What makes mom sad? When rian falls down the stairs&lt;br /&gt;4. How does mom make you laugh? When she sings&lt;br /&gt;5. What was mom like as a child? Nerdy&lt;br /&gt;6. How old is your mom? 33&lt;br /&gt;7. How tall is your mom? 4’5&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your mom's favorite thing to do? Blog&lt;br /&gt;9. What does your mom do when you're not around? IDK She is really sneaky. Probably cheats on her diet.&lt;br /&gt;10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for?  Good Cook&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your mom really good at? Grounding US&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your mom not very good at? Being Cool. At least she tries.&lt;br /&gt;13. What does your mom do for her job? Wellness Complete&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your mom's favorite food? IDK UM …. Café Rio?&lt;br /&gt;15. What makes you proud of your mom? When she takes me to mi rancherito&lt;br /&gt;16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would it be? Super Woman!!! She may be nerdy, but she is still amazing.&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you and your mom do together? We go shopping&lt;br /&gt;18. How are you and your mom the same?  We love chocolate&lt;br /&gt;19. How are you and your mom different? Shes OLD&lt;br /&gt;20. How do you know your mom loves you? She kinda gives off a vibe but a very little one. She doesn’t tell us it. But I still know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Brianna Burke, and Mckell Barney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-1432316397776483363?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1432316397776483363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1432316397776483363&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1432316397776483363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1432316397776483363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/harley-tags-herself.html' title='Harley Tags Herself'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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-361161811334930859.post-6529371060773153194</id><published>2008-07-18T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:06.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All this time I thought I was being COOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SICt8J4Gi3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/B1siqbrDx6s/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SICt8utI-7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/ilcLdXKX3IQ/s1600-h/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224366826590895026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SICt8utI-7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/ilcLdXKX3IQ/s200/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok so a while ago my sister in law colored her hair &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; and I thought it was so cute, so I said to Harley why don't you do something fun with your hair for the rest of the summer like Mackenzie and so she said she would like to so we went and got a pink hair color and had April do it and it just wasn't a very good quality color so I went over to Peerless and got a new color, I asked for&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Pink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she showed me this color and said this is all we have, so I said Great and I bought it. Instead of bothering April I told Harley that I could just do it cause April already bleached it out where we wanted it to go. So we went home and I applied the color and it was everywhere, all over my hands, all over Harley's face. So at this point Harley is yelling at me that the color better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SICt8J4Gi3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/B1siqbrDx6s/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224366816704760690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SICt8J4Gi3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/B1siqbrDx6s/s200/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;come off her face. I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; getting a tad bit worried because I have washed my hands like 4 times and it is not coming off. So she washes her color out and it's not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as much as it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Purple.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and it is not coming off her face.  I told her to Chill Out it would eventually wear off her face.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I call my sister Heather and tell her the situation and she says "Did you buy &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fushia&lt;/span&gt;?" I guess I bought a Fushia Color. Anyways to make a long story short Harley started Freaking out and telling me, and I quote "You have ruined my life!" But Hey I guess that is what I am here for Right??&lt;/span&gt; And as you can see it has worn off her face!!  For the record I thought it looked cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-6529371060773153194?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6529371060773153194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=6529371060773153194&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6529371060773153194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6529371060773153194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-this-time-i-thought-i-was-being.html' title='All this time I thought I was being COOL!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SICt8utI-7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/ilcLdXKX3IQ/s72-c/IMG_0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-1457749400070030076</id><published>2008-07-10T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T05:22:23.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COOPER tags TIBBY D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="2393063580450589941"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikejessicaandcrazythree.blogspot.com/2008/07/mommy-tag-cooper.html"&gt;COOPER TaG-&lt;/a&gt;TIBBY D&lt;br /&gt;1. What is something mom always says to you? Your grounded&lt;br /&gt;2. What makes mom happy? When we do our chores&lt;br /&gt;3. What makes mom sad? Too see Rian get hurt&lt;br /&gt;4. How does mom make you laugh? When she calls Harley, Cheyenne a mean name&lt;br /&gt;5. What was mom like as a child? I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;6. How old is your mom? My guess without asking is 34&lt;br /&gt;7. How tall is your mom? My guess 5,9&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your mommy's favorite thing to do? Hang with Joan&lt;br /&gt;9. What does your mom do when you're not around? Go to work&lt;br /&gt;10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for? Winning a lottery or something&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your mom really good at? Spending money on us&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your mom not very good at? Soft ball&lt;br /&gt;13. What does your mom do for her job? The diet&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your mom's favorite food? bajio&lt;br /&gt;15. What makes you proud of your mom? Im proud of all the things that she buys me&lt;br /&gt;16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would it be daisy duck&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you and your mom do together? We sometimes go and get my baseball milk shakes&lt;br /&gt;18. How are you and your mom the same? We were both fast&lt;br /&gt;19. How are you and your mom different? She’s a girl im a boy&lt;br /&gt;20. How do you know your mom loves you? Cause of all the things that she buys me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleb tags: Trevor B and Dawson S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-1457749400070030076?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1457749400070030076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1457749400070030076&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1457749400070030076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1457749400070030076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/cooper-tags-tibby-d.html' title='COOPER tags TIBBY D'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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-361161811334930859.post-1544975861350642001</id><published>2008-07-10T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T06:38:13.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is.....</title><content type='html'>Ok so I confess I didn't have any idea how to do that random pick thing, so I put all your names in a cup and drew one out. And the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LUCKY&lt;/span&gt; winner is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;. When I read her name I thought that this was going to be perfect for her because she is 9 months pregnant and her feet are gonna be in the dreaded stirrups soon so they might as look pretty. Call me Sam and we will get em done!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-1544975861350642001?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1544975861350642001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1544975861350642001&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1544975861350642001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1544975861350642001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is.....'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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-361161811334930859.post-8828844535770398316</id><published>2008-07-06T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:07.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say TRAUMATIC???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SHDnJJydBGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/xpHZn1FaN6U/s1600-h/Rian"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219926112554779746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SHDnJJydBGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/xpHZn1FaN6U/s200/Rian%27s+wrapped+hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Notice the beautiful hair, and she can't have a bath for a week&lt;/p&gt;OK so it is Saturday Morning the 5th of July and I am doing my wifely duties our cooking breakfast and Jason is out in the garage cleaning it our from all the stuff he took in the night before when we had some big Microburst wind storm (while I was enjoying myself at the STADIUM OF FIRE with Vanessa) and I hear this loud crash. I didn't think much about it because Jason was moving things around. Then all of the sudden Jason runs in with Rian and he is swearing his head off, now for those of you who know Jason know he hardly ever swears NOT. So Rian is bleeding all over the place it looks as though she has been stabbed by the amount of blood, so I started looking for the source of the bleeding and see that 2 of her fingers on the right hand are bleeding really bad and the index finger is almost severed. I was just mortified, and Jason wasn't helping by running around demanding everything and making no sense. So we rushed her to the hospital in Payson and they took some x-rays and tell us that both of the very tips of her bones are crushed and gone and that there might not be enough tissue on her index finger to save the whole top of her finger. So I go in shock and then they tell us she needs to have hand surgery and that it has to be done that day. So to make a long story short we spent the entire day at Primary Childrens Hospital and it SUCKED, it is a good thing that my 4th Rocked!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-8828844535770398316?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8828844535770398316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8828844535770398316&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8828844535770398316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8828844535770398316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/07/can-you-say-traumatic.html' title='Can you say TRAUMATIC???'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SHDnJJydBGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/xpHZn1FaN6U/s72-c/Rian%27s+wrapped+hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-1390725732523368711</id><published>2008-06-29T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:07.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And now what you have all been waiting for.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SGfyBYFoa6I/AAAAAAAAALw/BRc-JKu4MDc/s1600-h/Vanessas+toes"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217404798791871394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SGfyBYFoa6I/AAAAAAAAALw/BRc-JKu4MDc/s200/Vanessas+toes" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you have all been checking my blog to see if it was time for the giveaway. But I wanted to keep you waiting as long as I could and now I am sure no one is even interested. So here it is........&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;GLITTER TOES!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I know you are all shocked, and no Sam it is not HCG. Sorry. But if you want to bring your stinky A toes over to my house I will make them pretty!!! So leave your name on the comment thingy and I will somehow try to find a way to "RANDOMLY" pick a winner. The contest ends July 10th (don't ask me why I picked that day, I don't even know what day of the week it is) And I will announce the winner soon after that if I can remember to check the blog and post it!!!! PS Thanks Vanessa for the picture!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-1390725732523368711?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1390725732523368711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1390725732523368711&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1390725732523368711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1390725732523368711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-now-what-you-have-all-been-waiting.html' title='And now what you have all been waiting for.......'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SGfyBYFoa6I/AAAAAAAAALw/BRc-JKu4MDc/s72-c/Vanessas+toes' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4363939026772776214</id><published>2008-06-18T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:07.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN-N-OUT BURGER HERE WE COME! NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SFmcFM3pQ-I/AAAAAAAAALo/mCQxN3lRX2Q/s1600-h/top_left_logo+INNOUT.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213369656825955298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SFmcFM3pQ-I/AAAAAAAAALo/mCQxN3lRX2Q/s200/top_left_logo+INNOUT.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the entire family was going to go camping up to Bryce Canyon for Father's Day Weekend. And as soon as they started planning the trip I just knew that we were going to die! Jason and I are not campers. We have only been once in our entire marriage. So as time went on I just figured that somehow it would fall through and we wouldn't have to go. As the week of Father's Day approached it was apparent that we were SOL and we were going to have to go. So as we talked about it and looked at the map Jason said there is only one way that I am going, and that is if we go to IN-N-OUT Burger on the way. So I replied, Is that on the way. And Jason said, "Yes it is only like 45 minutes out of the way." So I think We are troopers we can handle that. So fast forward to the night before and one of our friends clues us in on the fact that Bryce Canyon is freezing at night, not to mention that we don't own one sleeping bag. So Jason just doesn't want to go. So he makes me hop in the car and drive up Payson Canyon to see how cold it is so we can compare to the 34 degrees that we are going to be sleeping in. We drive up there and it is a balmy 58 degrees and he says "get out here and feel how cold this is" And I don't want to so we kind of fight and we go to bed not knowing if we are going to go. Long story short Jason decides to go because after all it'll all be worth it when he is eating his Double Double. So we get in the Tahoe at 8 am and start on our journey. About 1 hour into it I am dying all the kids are fighting Rian is out of her car seat. And I say to Jason so where is the map from St. George to Bryce Canyon? He pulls them out and I see that is is only 2 hours and 40 minutes from St. George to Bryce. Which turned out 3 1/2 hour trip to Bryce into a 6 1/2 hour trip. So needless to say we didn't quite make it there. Jason is bitter he feels like I tricked him and I sure I will never hear the end of it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4363939026772776214?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4363939026772776214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4363939026772776214&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4363939026772776214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4363939026772776214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-n-out-burger-here-we-come-not.html' title='IN-N-OUT BURGER HERE WE COME! NOT'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SFmcFM3pQ-I/AAAAAAAAALo/mCQxN3lRX2Q/s72-c/top_left_logo+INNOUT.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4778741892772061182</id><published>2008-06-10T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T13:58:34.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, I know I suck at Blogging.</title><content type='html'>Things have been a little hectic in my life for the past 3 weeks.  And I know you are all thinking, Geez Candi sucks at blogging.  But there is a big giveaway in your near future.  So you will all have to stay tuned to see what it is.  I am not making any promises about how near in the future, only that it is in the future!!!  I know you are all sitting on the edge of your seat right now dying to know but you will just have to wait!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4778741892772061182?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4778741892772061182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4778741892772061182&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4778741892772061182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4778741892772061182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-i-know-i-suck-at-blogging.html' title='OK, I know I suck at Blogging.'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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-361161811334930859.post-857803017782740174</id><published>2008-06-01T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:08.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I used to be fast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SEMURkPa_GI/AAAAAAAAALY/RuZF4zDMRg4/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207027886189116514" style="CURSOR: hand" height="156" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SEMURkPa_GI/AAAAAAAAALY/RuZF4zDMRg4/s200/1.JPG" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ok so my mom found all these old pictures of my sister and she takes them to work and my sister brings these sweet Certificates to me of my 5th grade Hershey Track Meet. I don't know if you can all read these (if you click on the certificates you can read them) but they state 1st place in the 200 meters and 1st place in the 800 meters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SEMUSEbS5aI/AAAAAAAAALg/sKq2NdQNUO8/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207027894828852642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SEMUSEbS5aI/AAAAAAAAALg/sKq2NdQNUO8/s200/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So I bring them home to show my 5th grader Kaleb who loves his Hershey track meets and he was like "So what." I don't think that I will attend his 6th grade track meet now. Can you say "SELF CENTERED?" Anyways I was telling my friends when we were walking and they said did you post them? I didn't know if they didn't believe I really placed 1st and they thought I was lying, after all I am the slowest walker in the group. Or if they were giving me a hint about not posting for a while. So here they are and to show you how old I am, check out who signed them as the sports director for Payson. Joe Worthen, old huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-857803017782740174?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/857803017782740174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=857803017782740174&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/857803017782740174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/857803017782740174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-used-to-be-fast.html' title='I used to be fast!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SEMURkPa_GI/AAAAAAAAALY/RuZF4zDMRg4/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-3093535956514218135</id><published>2008-05-23T06:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:08.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garbage Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SDbHYOk32sI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BnZ_uQifbns/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203565638516726466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SDbHYOk32sI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BnZ_uQifbns/s200/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SDbHYek32tI/AAAAAAAAAKg/fewVxcJZ4_A/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203565642811693778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SDbHYek32tI/AAAAAAAAAKg/fewVxcJZ4_A/s200/IMG_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SDbHYuk32uI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_AW-GR0GcIc/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203565647106661090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SDbHYuk32uI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_AW-GR0GcIc/s200/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I would give you a little update on our exciting garbage situation. Sortly after our 5 am discussion Jason came to his senses and decided he better call the city and get our garbage can back. But the city only works 4 days a week. They've got it rough so they have to take a 3 day weekend every week. So he calls the city the next Monday and says, "I had one of my garbage cans hauled off last week and now I am in trouble with my wife, So can I get it back?" and the city tells him that there is a shortage of Garbage Cans so they don't have one for us. So here is my yard after a wind storm this week and as I went to clean it up it didn't all fit back in the can, so below is an after picture and today after the garbage is dumped and I clean up the rest that didn't fit in the can it should be half full with a whole week until the Garbage is picked up again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SDbHYuk32vI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Vqn-Lr9gop8/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203565647106661106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SDbHYuk32vI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Vqn-Lr9gop8/s200/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think Jason is hoping that they bring us another can soon!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-3093535956514218135?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3093535956514218135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=3093535956514218135&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3093535956514218135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3093535956514218135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/05/garbage-update.html' title='Garbage Update'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SDbHYOk32sI/AAAAAAAAAKY/BnZ_uQifbns/s72-c/IMG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-652882417838448130</id><published>2008-05-14T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:08.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I can be positive!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-76d720194b39cd29" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D76d720194b39cd29%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354568%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7627BD037C7C2269056C8F13D993DD76F78A7E15.15766C9F4EF7A3BC2062160162A46D90117A7F65%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D76d720194b39cd29%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxeEoDqoRJxbGDABj5fwyp5KEvTs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D76d720194b39cd29%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354568%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7627BD037C7C2269056C8F13D993DD76F78A7E15.15766C9F4EF7A3BC2062160162A46D90117A7F65%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D76d720194b39cd29%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxeEoDqoRJxbGDABj5fwyp5KEvTs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Don't fall off your chairs this post is going to be a positive one and it's even about my &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;KIDS!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OK so Kaleb and Cheyenne have been feeling sooooo left out because I never post anything about them. Chey asked me why I never do posts about her, and I told her it was because Harley was doing so many bad things that I needed to remember, so I posted them so I can print it and give her a copy when her first child is 12. I guess I need to post some positive things so I actually remember that there were SOME positive things that happened. So there will be some posts on Chey in the near future, but Kaleb's Hershey Track Meet was today. So Kaleb has been looking forward to this day since last years track meet. He has been training and training for it for weeks now. Last night he got his hair bleached (you can't tell because he was already so blonde) but on the way home he said"I hope I can sleep tonight, I am sooo excited!!!" And I can totally relate, I loved the Hershey Track Meet. Kaleb is a sprinter, he signed up for the 100 meter and the 200 meter. He placed first in both races in the primary and the semi-finals and then he qualified for the finals which only 7 kids do in all the surrounding schools. Then he placed 4th in the 200 and 3rd in the 100. So we were really excited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CONGRATS TIBBY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SCu5i-S-d_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/DiOwPsaHlpI/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200454205218650098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SCu5i-S-d_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/DiOwPsaHlpI/s200/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Rian, she didn't care much for the running but she loved the OREO'S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SCu5jeS-eAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gyIHUoe4cKA/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200454213808584706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SCu5jeS-eAI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gyIHUoe4cKA/s200/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A few of Kaleb's BFF'S. I call them Nerds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200453191606368226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SCu4n-S-d-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/mNg0Xukv1DU/s200/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Kalebs Nerdy Smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So on a side note, I know you have all been sitting on the edge of your seats wondering about Harley. So you will all be glad to know that she has 2 wonderful Aunts one who let her babysit and earn $$$$ to get her hair fixed and another who cut it for her. So that drama is hopefully in the past. And I checked her grades and about passed out. 3 A's and 3 B's. I know it's shocking but we hope she keeps up the good work. I think we might unground her in a month or so now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-652882417838448130?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=76d720194b39cd29&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/652882417838448130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=652882417838448130&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/652882417838448130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/652882417838448130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes-i-can-be-positive.html' title='Yes, I can be positive!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SCu5i-S-d_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/DiOwPsaHlpI/s72-c/IMG_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-5170309044707590298</id><published>2008-05-05T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:09.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We've got a Beautician in the House!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SCCzKp2RJ8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xuroAHDaeuM/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197350965599086530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SCCzKp2RJ8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xuroAHDaeuM/s200/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SCCzFp2RJ7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/SH7MWZzz7A4/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197350879699740594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SCCzFp2RJ7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/SH7MWZzz7A4/s200/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this morning I was awakened at the bright hours of 5am to Harley's alarm clock, and I didn't think a whole lot about it so I went back to sleep. I woke back up around 6:30 and caught a glimpse of Harley walking into the bathroom with the hood of her hoodie on. I thought to myself what is she doing, it isn't rainy or sunny in here. But I just went on about my business. I went downstairs to make pancakes for my kids for breakfast and I called them all down to eat, mysteriously Harley is nowhere to be found. So I tell Cheyenne to call my sister April and see if she came early to get her for school. She hadn't, so I noticed the front door was only locked on the bottom lock so I opened the door and looked out on the porch, and there she was sitting on the bench with her hoodie on still. So I asked her what she was doing and she said UUGH, which if you remember in her grade post was what she does when she knows she is going to be in trouble. So I grabbed the hood and pulled it back to see what the problem was and I see something I never expected. SHE CUT HER HAIR!!!! to her chin, all by herself. I was mortified, I asked her what she was thinking, and she replied that we wouldn't let her cut her hair so she did it. She figured that if she cut the length we would run her over to her Aunt April and have her fix it, but she was wrong. I told her not only would I not take her she would have to go to school with her home cut hair do, and that she would need to earn her own money to have it fixed and that she could not earn the money from me! So if any of you have any chores or babysitting you need done Harley is anxiously awaiting your phone calls!!!&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/361161811334930859-5170309044707590298?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5170309044707590298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=5170309044707590298&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5170309044707590298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5170309044707590298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/05/weve-got-beautician-in-house.html' title='We&apos;ve got a Beautician in the House!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SCCzKp2RJ8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xuroAHDaeuM/s72-c/IMG_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4174564609897993496</id><published>2008-04-30T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:09.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuel for my Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SBjpnJ2RJ6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/xAkrbSxBUoE/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195159029039572898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SBjpnJ2RJ6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/xAkrbSxBUoE/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so last Friday at around 5 am I heard the garbage truck behind my house, and I started to panic because I realized that I hadn't taken out the garbage. And I don't know about your house but at mine if I don't do it, it doesn't get done. So I run outside and take my first can out because we have two and I turn back to get the second one and it is nowhere to be found. So I run around the back yard to look for it, maybe Jason has taken it in back to clean up the yard, I know this is a LONG SHOT seems how that has never happened in 13 years of marriage, but I thought I would look anyways. So it's not there and then I have a flashback memory of a conversation that we had earlier in the week about saving money. And Jason mentioned that we could get rid of one of our garbage cans, I tell him that is NOT an option because we use both of them every week. So I go back inside and say to him ( don't forget that it is 5 am) "Jason, where is the other garbage can??" And he says "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you I had the city come get it". So I then totally freak out. "Whatever you didn't forget to tell me." I don't know if your husbands have this but it is called selective honesty. They pick what they want to tell us and leave out what they don't want to tell us. I then told him that I was glad he made that executive decision on his own. I cannot believe that he did that, after all the crap I have had to put up with for 13 years that he has done and brought here, and parked on my back lawn, this just adds &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fuel to my fire&lt;/span&gt;. I told him don't be surprised when something that you feel strongly about or you bring here comes up missing mysterioulsy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4174564609897993496?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4174564609897993496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4174564609897993496&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4174564609897993496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4174564609897993496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/fuel-for-my-fire.html' title='Fuel for my Fire'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SBjpnJ2RJ6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/xAkrbSxBUoE/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-2406577156644632936</id><published>2008-04-24T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:09.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SBD4L52RJwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Sl4EFnj8o2Q/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2007+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192923253748868866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SBD4L52RJwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Sl4EFnj8o2Q/s200/March+%26+April+2007+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-tagged.html"&gt;I've Been Tagged!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SBClY52RJtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_aj-jQcRJqA/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2007+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa tagged me and I have to confess I didn't know what that meant, so after a sarcastic lesson from Vanessa here it is.&lt;br /&gt;How long have you been together? We met and got engaged 2 weeks later and we've been married for 13 1/2 years&lt;br /&gt;How old is he? 37&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who eats more? Probably him he eats more often. 1 hour after we eat he is hungry again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who said I love you first, "I can't remember it happened so fast and it was soooo long ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is taller? Him by about 5 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who sings better? Him definitely, I don't sing. In church I mouth the Hymns, and for the record I am not the only one on the back row that does that!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is smarter? Him, I interact with kids all day, it doesn't keep your mind very sharp after a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who does the laundry? Me of course, one time I got bleach on his dark green Polo and he hasn't forgiven me yet, but I still do the laundry I just don't bleach anything of his!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who does the dishes? Me, I can count on one hand the times that Jason has done the dishes in 13 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who pays the bills? ME, and I rock at it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who cooks dinner? Both of us, mostly me though. But when it comes to breakfast for Dinner, or homemade cheese fries, Jason is the man!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who mows the lawn? Me, I also Rock at keeping care of the lawn. Jason's philosophy is if you mow it then it'll just grow back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is more stubborn? Him, he is very hard to live with sometimes, I tell him that I am a Saint!!Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Me, he is on the left with Cheyenne behind him and Rian in between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who kissed who first? I can't remember all I know is it was the first night we met, we were kind of Fast!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who asked who out? Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who proposed? Him. He made up his own poem to the So I married an Axe Murderer poem, I hadn't seen it so I didn't know what he was doing. So I said, "What are you doing?"and he said," I am proposing!"&lt;br /&gt;Who is more sensitive? We both are with different issuesWho has more friends? Jason is everyones friend so that would be him.&lt;br /&gt;So there is a little about my MAN, I tag Heather, Betsy, and April &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-2406577156644632936?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2406577156644632936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=2406577156644632936&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2406577156644632936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2406577156644632936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-tagged_24.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SBD4L52RJwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Sl4EFnj8o2Q/s72-c/March+%26+April+2007+197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-1184265859560461169</id><published>2008-04-12T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:09.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!! Poison's back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SAC8_KYJs9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ieYckmXzdhQ/s1600-h/Poison"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188354564034245586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SAC8_KYJs9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ieYckmXzdhQ/s200/Poison" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey did you guys hear the GREAT NEWS? Poison is coming in concert on July 3rd! I am trying to decide if I can handle 2 concerts in 2 days. Poison and Miley back to back, I don't know if my old body can handle all that excitement in that short of time. But I am seriously contemplating it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What Poison means to me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to grow my Bangs out to be like Ricki or C.C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brings me back to 7th grade when we couldn't rat our hair high enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tight pegged pants, just like Bret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blue eyeshadow with pink on top and mascara that was every color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanging out with my friends watching MTV all day after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every Rose has it's thorns, explained all of my feelings everytime I broke up with my boyfriend after 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since I am already going to Miley and I probably won't go, if any of you go call me after and tell me if it was everything that you imagined. I know they are all like 50 years old now and not sexy at all, but if they sing Mama' Fallen Angel or I want action it'll all be worth it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-1184265859560461169?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1184265859560461169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1184265859560461169&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1184265859560461169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1184265859560461169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/yes-poisons-back.html' title='YES!! Poison&apos;s back!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SAC8_KYJs9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ieYckmXzdhQ/s72-c/Poison' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-9121208844610296006</id><published>2008-04-08T06:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:10.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stadium of Fire, Here we come!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186861024107317298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_tunsk8SDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-cEhmlTHjZI/s200/Miley" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_tsz8k8SCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sLbe7a-ZjcI/s1600-h/040708_Miley_tickets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186859035537459234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_tsz8k8SCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sLbe7a-ZjcI/s200/040708_Miley_tickets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you heard right, were gonna see Miley. Ri-jealous, I know your dying of envy right now but I couldn't get the 25 tickets that I wanted. So you will have to fend for yourself. But I don't know if you have all heard about how hard these tickets are to get ahold of but wouldn't you know it, I have some!!! It's kinda like the thrill of the hunt for me. Just like the after Thanksgiving sales about 9 years ago when the Furby was no where to be found and my sisters, Mom and I set out to hopefully get just one. When we all met at the end of the hunt we had 8. And there were parents all around frantically looking, and did we feel bad??? NO, you snooze you lose. So my Mom went home with all 8 and started calling all the neighbors to see if they needed one. But the only important thing was that we conquered. And Yes I did conquer the quest for Miley Cyrus Tickets TOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-9121208844610296006?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/9121208844610296006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=9121208844610296006&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/9121208844610296006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/9121208844610296006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/stadium-of-fire-here-we-come.html' title='Stadium of Fire, Here we come!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_tunsk8SDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-cEhmlTHjZI/s72-c/Miley' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-6100040357897867323</id><published>2008-04-04T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:11.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cards, Cards, Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are not gonna believe what I made.......Cards. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_ai68k8R4I/AAAAAAAAACo/Q2hGLgzbMKo/s1600-h/card01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185513830305515522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_alWsk8SAI/AAAAAAAAADo/Du6izBqS5co/s200/sam+candi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is something that is completely out of my element, I usually don't even give cards to people. When I wrap gifts I am the Mom that always cuts a square of left over wrapping paper and tapes it on the present. So this was a big step for me. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185513976334403602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_alfMk8SBI/AAAAAAAAADw/EgY3hG9g-CE/s200/sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Had this not been part of my calling I may have never done it, but I had a ton of fun, not to mention how good I was at it. Just look at my card, now if you held it up to one of the other peoples cards that was there they would pale in comparison to mine. I just keep telling myself that!!! But I am looking forward to the next class I may even try to cut out all m&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_ajP8k8R5I/AAAAAAAAACw/2V6BnCtXQuI/s1600-h/card02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y own stuff next &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_ajc8k8R7I/AAAAAAAAADA/_IsWQWQ8syY/s1600-h/card03.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185513662801790914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_alM8k8R8I/AAAAAAAAADI/RBhMzz_0Dn4/s200/card+candi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is Joann she had a ton of fun too!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185513826010548210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="90" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_alWck8R_I/AAAAAAAAADg/MWtEhGdPqdI/s200/joann+alone.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_ajVMk8R6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/V81eyaUgGeQ/s1600-h/cards.jpg"&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/361161811334930859-6100040357897867323?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6100040357897867323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=6100040357897867323&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6100040357897867323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/6100040357897867323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/04/cards-cards-cards.html' title='Cards, Cards, Cards'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R_alWsk8SAI/AAAAAAAAADo/Du6izBqS5co/s72-c/sam+candi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-5808318460417997958</id><published>2008-03-25T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:07:55.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rian loves to play Peek A Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="365" height="262" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f5e9f66eeed8c2e1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df5e9f66eeed8c2e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354568%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA2FBA1927A0A7C6C2E212A9B74EFAFF06D633D4.32B10710FFD6252A65B4948A205C1D3C6740A710%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df5e9f66eeed8c2e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ZDedxL7FWwPIjfVNdJcf6kmnZE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="365" height="262" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df5e9f66eeed8c2e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330354568%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA2FBA1927A0A7C6C2E212A9B74EFAFF06D633D4.32B10710FFD6252A65B4948A205C1D3C6740A710%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df5e9f66eeed8c2e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3ZDedxL7FWwPIjfVNdJcf6kmnZE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I am getting pretty sophisticated at this blogging thing. I have learned how to put music on my blog, no thanks to Ri-Bone. And now I have learned how to down load a video. I will be honest Jason took this video of Rian like 3 weeks ago for me and I haven't uploaded it because of sheer laziness. But I was worried that if I didn't do a new post Ri-blogstealer would post one for me like he did on Heathers, so here it is. Rian loves to play Peek a Boo, sometimes we will just hear heavy breathing not realizing that she is hiding and waiting for us to acknowledge that she is hiding. But somehow we always find her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-5808318460417997958?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f5e9f66eeed8c2e1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5808318460417997958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=5808318460417997958&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5808318460417997958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/5808318460417997958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/03/rian-loves-to-play-peek-boo.html' title='Rian loves to play Peek A Boo'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-1214466727157970014</id><published>2008-03-15T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:11.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ri-Bone's White Trash Pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SBEiK52RJ2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3sYII7fZQ-o/s1600-h/rileys+pet"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192969416057366370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SBEiK52RJ2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3sYII7fZQ-o/s200/rileys+pet" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R9xdKQY2d8I/AAAAAAAAACY/pntqFdTYxqU/s1600-h/March+15,+2008+119.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I started my bi-daily surfing of the blogs to see what was new when I came upon a new post on Rileys blog. After reading and watching the video I decided that I better go investigate the situation and see if I could be of any assistance to my Sister and Bro in law. After seeing the creature I decided it deserved it's own posting on my blog also. So here is a picture of the creature found in my their window well, and after much evaluation and consulting the local &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;google&lt;/span&gt; images, we (Jason and I) have decided that this is probably a &lt;strong&gt;MUSKRAT&lt;/strong&gt;. Not only is this creature disgusting and vile but it is &lt;strong&gt;HUMONGOUS&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ri&lt;/span&gt;-bones blog video does not give it justice as to it's size. I do have to say that I was quite shocked that the creature is still in Riley's window well and that there is no plan to remove it. Won't that start to smell??? All I know is I am glad I don't live next door and I feel sorry for the neighbors. If I hear any whisperings at church tomorrow I will have to fill everyone in on the details. Needless to say I hope Ri-Bone does not end up being a Ri-inmate. Anyways if you get curious as I did you will probably be able to stop by and look in his window well for at least the next month or so it should still be there rotting away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-1214466727157970014?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1214466727157970014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=1214466727157970014&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1214466727157970014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/1214466727157970014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/03/ri-bones-pet.html' title='Ri-Bone&apos;s White Trash Pet'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/SBEiK52RJ2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3sYII7fZQ-o/s72-c/rileys+pet' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-4137696019037057950</id><published>2008-03-12T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:11.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anyone know this man???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R9iUngY2d7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/l1pN6U5Z4Us/s1600-h/March+%26+April+2007+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R9iUngY2d7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/l1pN6U5Z4Us/s320/March+%26+April+2007+209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177051178092361650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, this is my husband and his wonderful invention.  This is the helmet that I promised Vanessa and Elton that they could borrow.  There is just one condition, you have to promise to give it back.  I know that this might be hard for you but my husband will die without it this summer when he goes on his bike rides.  I will be passing around sign ups for all that want to borrow it.  No serious my husband rides around town with this on all summer.  I was devastated the first couple of times he did it, then after I found out everyone knew it was him I decided there was nothing I could do to hide it. And now everyone knows that he is a little strange.  But that is what we love so much about him!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-4137696019037057950?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4137696019037057950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=4137696019037057950&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4137696019037057950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/4137696019037057950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/03/does-anyone-know-this-man.html' title='Does anyone know this man???'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R9iUngY2d7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/l1pN6U5Z4Us/s72-c/March+%26+April+2007+209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-2213917954219245072</id><published>2008-03-06T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T18:19:09.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR SWEET RIAN IS 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-0c.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=1873497444992052236&amp;amp;site=widget-0c.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=1873497444992052236&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0c.slide.com/p1/1873497444992052236/bb_t024_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=1873497444992052236&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0c.slide.com/p2/1873497444992052236/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.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/361161811334930859-2213917954219245072?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2213917954219245072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=2213917954219245072&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2213917954219245072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2213917954219245072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-sweet-rian-is-1.html' title='OUR SWEET RIAN IS 1'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-3177235018145036939</id><published>2008-02-21T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:56:11.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you Stinkin kidding me????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R748ktN_IMI/AAAAAAAAACA/vEYX9LF0Y0E/s1600-h/SCAN0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169636023579123906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R748ktN_IMI/AAAAAAAAACA/vEYX9LF0Y0E/s320/SCAN0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This blog post is dedicated to Harley and PJHS. (note the color, GRIZZLY PRIDE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So, it's Wednesday and I am waiting to pick up my oldest and sweetest daughter Harley from Junior High School and I look up on the Marquee sign and see that tomorrow is Parent Teacher Conference. And if this time is anything like last time, IT AINT GONNA BE PRETTY. So to prepare myself I decide to give Harley an opportunity to make me aware of anything I might need to know. I ask her if she has any progress reports and she replies No my teachers don't give them out. So I ask my neice Mckell, who by the way has 4 of the 6 classes with Harley if her teachers gave them out and she says yes. So I press on and she admits she has one for Math. I ask what her grade is and she replies with a UUGGHH. Which is always her reply when she knows she is gonna be in trouble. With a little more coaxing and a whole lot of THREATENING she admits that she has a "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;". So I ask to see her progress report and she hands it to me and not only was it not a D, it was a big fat "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"!!!! And with my investigating skills that I inherited from my mother I question why she lied and find out that she didn't lie she had it mixed up with her English grade. Oh what a relief!! She not only has an F but a D also. Isn't parenthood wonderful? Harley is so misunderstood, and I am sure that there is a perfectly good explanation that she will share with us one day. LOVE YA HAR-BAR!!! Oh by the way Harley is now accepting applications for TUTORING, you can reach her on her cell phone. Oh yeah she doesn't get a cell phone until she goes a whole year with straight A'S. So it's going to be a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-3177235018145036939?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3177235018145036939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=3177235018145036939&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3177235018145036939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/3177235018145036939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/02/are-you-stinkin-kidding-me.html' title='Are you Stinkin kidding me????'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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/_ZnNG5Dywn-E/R748ktN_IMI/AAAAAAAAACA/vEYX9LF0Y0E/s72-c/SCAN0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-2785635812035961790</id><published>2008-02-13T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T13:18:20.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kids are KILLING ME!!!</title><content type='html'>So everyone knows how stinkin sweet my kids are right. NOT. I love them but there are days when I don't know if were all gonna make it. And by make it I mean until they move out!!!! No seriously. Kaleb dropped a pop can on his big toe last night and he hopped around all night from room to room bawling.  He was sure that it was broken. And as I sent him to bed he said that my bed was the only bed he could sleep in that his toe wouldn't hurt. Yeah Right. Harley is 12 going on 17. And I only said 17 because she is like a teenage gossip magnet. Hour after hour. What does a 12 year old girl have to talk about for 5 hours a night??? We have had to limit the talking to 9:30 at night or she would talk til midnight. Cheyenne is into everything girly. Especially the girly handshakes that we all did in Elementary school. She has this one that she says at the end Boy you just got DISSED. Does she even know what dissed is???? Oh well none the less I love them and enjoy almost every minute of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-2785635812035961790?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2785635812035961790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=2785635812035961790&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2785635812035961790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/2785635812035961790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-kids-are-killing-me.html' title='My Kids are KILLING ME!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-361161811334930859.post-8458408906829780010</id><published>2008-02-04T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T08:15:25.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, believe it, I'm bloggin!!!</title><content type='html'>So everyone says that this is the way to do it, it being......I don't know but I thought I would try it.  I am not so sure that this will be a long time thing but I will give it a go.  So I tried to think of things to blog on my first time I wanted this to be BIG, so I looked at other peoples blogs and I thought to myself do I ramble on aimlessly like Ri-Bone, also I would have to learn how to misspell about every other word.  Or do I  put boring things on about my kids, or do I tell lots of embarrasing things about my family.  So I decided to start with the basics about my Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I met 14 years ago in an unspecified place that I may disclose at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;We got engaged after 2 weeks and married 6 months later in the Salt Lake Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days short of our 1 year anniversary we had our first child Harley Davis.  At times she is my mortal enemy&lt;br /&gt;I am definately an old fogey to her and I know nothing.  She, I am sure will be many subjects on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 years later we had first son Kaleb.  He is sweet and naughty at the same time.  He thinks that he can choose between 1 of 3 sports to play professionally.  He thinks he is that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Cheyenne who was born 2 1/2 years after Kaleb, that is right 3 kids in 4 years.  Cheyenne is definately a free spirit and she does what she wants.  She too will be many subjects on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least our precious baby Rian.  Rian is 1 year old, she weighed in at 3lbs 5 oz when she was born, you would never know it looking at her now.  Rian was a twin and her brother Zeke died 4 weeks before she was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is a little glimpse into our Family, I don't know how to post pictures yet I need a class on blogging any volunteers, I am a little computer illiterate, just to warn you so you know what you are  getting into.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/361161811334930859-8458408906829780010?l=candiandkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8458408906829780010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=361161811334930859&amp;postID=8458408906829780010&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8458408906829780010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/361161811334930859/posts/default/8458408906829780010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiandkids.blogspot.com/2008/02/yeah-believe-it-im-bloggin.html' title='Yeah, believe it, I&apos;m bloggin!!!'/><author><name>Candi and kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09557418308652748321</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>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
